The Passion for the Game

Part 3 – Back to Practice

By Carrie

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Prior section Part 2

Part 3

Prelude

By Thursday the girls resumed their normal routing in San Diego preparing for the next tour stop at Venus beach outside of LA. They had 2 weeks between stops which gave them time to get organized again after their brief trip to NYC.

The girls used a friend of Didi’s beach house as their training facility. All three girls had their separate apartments, but spent a lot of their life at the friend’s place. First because it was their so called training facility and second because it was right on this semi private beach and let them enjoy the beach after a hard workout.

On this particular day Carrie was arriving late, because she wanted to drop off the sponsorship contract at a lawyer that a friend had recommended. She had seen some things she didn’t understand in the legal mumbo jumbo and wanted to have someone explain it in English. While she was away Tanya and Didi hatched their plot.

Tanya told Didi how wild it had been to see Carrie play naked and all wound up like she did on Saturday. She said she really thought it gave her the energy she used to make all those spectacular plays late in the game. She said she just wished she’d start off stronger and wasn’t so nervous at the beginning.

That’s when Didi blurted out the truth and explained that the league commissioner Ms. Tipton confessed to her after the last game that she had put some herbs in Carrie’s water to help her with her nervousness, but some of the side effects is increased sexual arousal. They agreed that it certainly did get her turned on and Tanya went on to describe how wild it had been when Carrie climaxed in her arms. She did say that it could be dangerous, if that happened in the middle of a game though. She didn’t know, if Carrie could recover in time to be effective after. They both laughed and agreed that they’d have to watch her and be careful not to mix it too strong.

The story continues

“Where have you been? It’s not like you to be this late Carrie.” Tanya asked me as I walked out to the backyard where Didi and Tanya had been warming up.

“I dropped the contract off at Mr. Dexter’s so he could explain it to me. There’s some things there that I just don’t understand.”

“Hey, what are you wearing?” Didi asked.

“What do you mean?” I asked. I was dressed in my sports bra and running shorts like I always wore so what was the deal?

“Well, if you’re ever to get over your nervousness you’re going to have to practice in the same uniform that you play in. I don’t want a repeat of Saturday.” Didi answered back.

“Well, there isn’t going to be a repeat of Saturday because I’m not playing naked.”

“What do you mean? You were great out there. And besides what about your uniform riding up?”

“Well, I’ll just have to live with it. That’s all.”

“Oh come on, Carrie, I thought you were really getting into it once you got started.”

Oh god. She was referring to how turned on I got. Hell, I came in her arms. It was nice not to have to keep adjusting my bikini though. No, I just couldn’t go through that embarrassment again. I just couldn’t.

“Oh come on, Carrie. For me.” Tanya pleaded.

There was Tanya in shorts and sports bra and Didi in shorts and T-shirt and they wanted me to play naked.

“Carrie, that was some of the best volleyball you’ve ever played. If you could just get over your early jitters you’d be great.”

She was right about that. I had never played so strongly. I couldn’t help but think it was because of all the adrenaline flowing through me, because I was so turned on that I thought I was going to have an orgasm right there as I played.

“There are just too many people to do that again. It’s just too embarrassing.” I told them.

“Look, I have this herbal mix here that someone told me about when I used to play. I used to get butterflies before the match and this stuff calmed me down. It works wonders and is perfectly legal. You can try it out and see how it works. What do you think?” Didi told me.

I couldn’t believe I was being talked into it again, but before I knew what I was doing I had Tanya helping me pull my sports bra over my head.

“I can’t do this here. It’s not like this is a nude beach or anything.”

“No one comes along here and besides I’ve seen women topless on the beach her before.” Didi added.

I was still arguing my point when I felt Tanya working my shorts down my legs. Before I knew it I was standing there naked as the day I was born.

“You’re going to need some more sun block.” Didi added. “No better time than now to start using this stuff from our generous sponsor.”

I was already nervous and it was only the three of us. I took the tube from Didi and started on my arms and legs again before doing my boobs. That done I worked my way down my front and did my hips and pussy. Tanya took the tube from me and proceeded to do my back and butt. When she was done, there wasn’t an inch of my body that wasn’t covered or so I thought.

The Sun Touch lotion that we had been given was a little different from the lotion that I usually used. This stuff was like SPF 6 and made tanning and not necessarily blocking the sun. It was more of an oil than a lotion so even after vigorous rubbing it never really rubbed in. The effect was to leave my skin all shiny and slick especially when standing in the sun like I was.

“Look at it this way,” she said, “you can practice and work on your tan at the same time. By the next weekend you will have a nice all over tan for the next tournament and you won’t have to be embarrassed anymore about showing any tan lines.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her logic.

“Here. Take this.” Didi said as she handed me a bottle of water, “I mixed some of the herbs extract with your water so you can see how well it works.”

I took the water and drank it down as Didi went over today’s practice plan. The water felt good going down, but I still felt nervous and barely paid attention to what Didi was telling us. All I could think of was here I was naked again and they wanted me to play that way again next week. My mind kept flashing back to all those people just staring at my naked body and how it turned me on. I couldn’t explain it. It was terrible embarrassing, yet at the same time it was a tremendous turn on to have that much attention riveted on me. Just the thought was getting me turned on once again and it showed in my nipples which where once again hard and erect.

Didi had us start out as she always did with a conditioning routing. We usually started in the backyard doing stretching and minor calisthenics before doing our run on the beach. The stretching was in the safety in the yard, which was partially hidden except from the beach, but I had totally forgotten about our beach run. I was getting even more turned on at the thought of running naked on the beach. We practiced here all the time and we knew some of the people that lived along here and they certainly knew us. They’d know me even better shortly.

We started with some simple stretching, but before long there wasn’t a muscle untouched or a part of my body that hadn’t been stretched or exposed; and my exposure didn’t go unnoticed by Tanya.

“I think you’re going to have to apply some of that Sun Touch stuff to some additional places.”

“*sigh*. I don’t think so.”

“No, no, I’m serious. You definitely don’t want a burn down there. That will really hurt.” she said with an emphasis on the really.

We started with our calves which wasn’t bad, but pulling my leg up to stretch my quadriceps was a bit more embarrassing, especially when I realized how engorged my lower lips were. They were puffy hard with increased blood flow and in some positions looked positively obscene. I tried to be discreet, but it was impossible. Even I was amazed at what I was seeing. And laying on my back doing my leg crossover wasn’t much better.

Then doing my upper body stretches was something else. Stretching my arms back only thrust my breasts forward as if offering them up for viewing.

“Maybe you should stretch those nip, too. You wouldn’t want to hurt one of them... Oops, no need... They’re already stretched.” Tanya laughed as she grabbed my right breast. My nipples were hard and erect and only invited attention.

The rest of the stretching was no better. Each stretch seemed to expose a different part of my bare body. Stretching when you have cloths on is one thing, but when everything is exposed it can be quite provocative. I could see why Tanya reached out and grabbed my breast. In several positions it seemed like I was offering them up and just tempting someone to reach out and touch them. It was also interesting to see Tanya eyeing me up with each new position as she did her stretching and Didi was more than eager in offering her help. All the attention and the sometimes obscene positions were just adding to my building arousal. My nipples had been hard from the beginning and now my lower lips were opening exposing my pink wetness insides.

Finally after about 20 minutes we finished our stretching. I couldn’t believe how turned on I already was and it was only the three of us this time. I was beginning to think I was some sort of exhibitionist that got off in being naked, but in a strange way I felt nice. I was in the best shape of my life and my body felt tremendous after every muscle had been stretched aggressively.

“Ok, girls. Time for your run, especially you Carrie. You looked like you couldn’t catch your breath a couple of times on Saturday” Didi barked.

That wasn’t from being out of shape, I wanted to tell her but didn’t.

“I don’t think I can run on the beach like this.” I told her, referring to the fact that I was buck naked except for my sun glasses and cap.

“Come on Carrie, this is California. Nobody says anything down here at La Jolla. Who’s going to say anything here? Besides there no one here.”

“Not here. But we always run into people on the beach. What are they going to think?”

“Carrie, it’s good practice for when you play.” Didi yelled.

“I can’t run that far without a bra. My boobs are going to be bouncing everywhere.”

“Come on Carrie, stop making excuses. That chest of yours is as firm as any I’ve ever seen. You certainly don’t need any support. Now get out there and show us a little hustle girl.”

With that Tanya started to jog off towards the water where it was a little easier to run. Yeah easy for her, she had on her sports bra and shorts. All I had was a bunch of sun lotion. I didn’t see anybody, but we always saw people so it was just a matter of time.

“This is good for you. A little exercise should help calm your nerves.” Tanya told me as we got going.

“How do you figure that? Here I am running buck naked on a public beach just waiting for someone to see me. How do you figure that is going go help calm my nerves?”

“Carrie, don’t worry. Nobody in their right mind is going to complain about seeing your body. You should be proud. You look tremendous.” she said.

Her comments mad me feel good, but with my breasts bouncing with each step I just couldn’t get the feeling of my total exposure out of my mind. The run was helping me calm my nerves a bit and after about a mile I fell into a groove that minimized the feeling in my chest. It all came back in a hurry though as we came up to a group of surfers. They were out just about every morning we’d run and today was no exception.

“Let’s turn back Tanya. I think we’ve gone far enough.”

“No way, we’ve barely done a mile. We have to make it up to the point before heading back.”

Damn, this was going to be bad. These guys had on wet suits and I had nothing at all. Worse yet we knew a lot of these guys. We’d often stop and chat on our run.

“Just keep going. No stopping today.” I urge Tanya.

“Oh, ok, we’ll skip the small talk for today. But you had better get used to your skin. This is getting ridiculous.”

We ran right up to where the guys and a couple of girls were surfing and all action stopped. At first no one said anything. Then there were a couple of whistles followed by some comments. I just kept my head down and picked up the pace a little leaving behind Tanya by quite a bit.

When she caught up she yelled out, “Damn, the view’s pretty good from back here. I think I’ll let you lead for a while.”

We made it all the way to the point where we normally make our turn and headed back. Back towards the gang of surfers, which I’m sure were eagerly waiting my return trip to catch whatever they may have missed the first time. Oh my god, here I go again, I thought as I ran back towards them. My legs were holding up fine, but my breathing was racing thanks to the excitement that was taking over once again. I must have looked like something out of one of their fantasies as I approached. Except for my head everything I was given at birth was clear on display only for the price of a look. And what a look! My muscles were pretty pumped from the workout and the sun was reflecting brightly off my slick skin.

This time all but a couple were on the beach waiting as we approached. The comments started when we were still ways off.

“Hey Carrie, looking good, love you outfit” were just a few.

This time it was impossible to just run by as they really wanted to know why I was out jogging naked. Even a couple of the girls who had been laying out on the beach came down to see what’s going on as we slowed up.

Oh my god, here I was standing in the middle of about a dozen guys and another half dozen girls buck naked. It brought back all my nervousness from earlier.

“What’s the matter, forgot your suit today?” this one guy yelled. Colin, I think was his name.

It was so bad. Here were these guys, most still in their wet suit, covered from head to toe and I didn’t have a stitch to my name and then to make matters worse one of the girls knew me.

“Carrie, is that you?” this girl yells out as she comes close.

Oh my god, I just wanted to die. It was this girl I knew from high school, Chris.

“Oh my god, Carrie what are you doing? Have you turned into some sort of nudist or something?”

She was a friend from high school whom I hadn’t seen in years. We were both in the track team and had lots of classes together. Under other conditions I would have been happy to see her, but standing there in my birthday suite was not the way I wanted to start our reunion. You could tell she wanted to give me a hug but hesitated seeing I wasn’t wearing any cloths.

“Carrie, you ah, look good ah, all of you. Don’t you ah, think you should be wearing something?” she didn’t know how to say it, but I certainly knew what she meant.

I started to tell her I’m playing professional beach volleyball and were practicing. She said something like I knew those bikini were tiny, but I thought you at least wore one. You could tell my nudity was in the front of her mind and it certainly was in mine as everyone looked on. I’ve had some awkward conversations before, but this one was one of the worst. No one except Chris said much, but I could just feel every eye staring at me.

“This is just a stupid thing that Tanya got me to do.” I explained.

“What happened? Did you loose a bet or something?” someone yelled out.

“No, nothing like that. Carrie’s bikini really bothers her and effects her play so she decided to try it without one. So far it seems to really help. We beat May and Walsh last week.” Tanya went on to explain.

“You mean you play like that. Damn.” one of the boys added.

“Where do you play? I’ve got to see this. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard of.”

There was some whispering and talking between the guys as they took in every inch of me, which only got me more worked up. Then one of the girls asked me “How do you do it? I’d die.”

I wanted to tell her that I wanted to die as well, but I didn’t want them to think I was crazy, so I just told her it was ok, once I get use to it. What a lie!

I then told Tanya we had better get going, but she seemed in no rush. I was getting more turned on by the minute and was still breathing really fast despite just standing there. My nipples were still rock hard and if it wasn’t for the fact that I was sweating heavily my wetness would have been obvious.

Chris had written down her number on a small piece of paper and was in the process of handing it to me when I shrugged my shoulders and told her I didn’t have any place to put it. But Tanya reached out saying she’d hang onto it. As she did, several of the guys, interrupted saying “Here let me give you mine as well.”

I was dieing the whole time I stood there and was backing away the constantly, but the group just continued to move in around me. Finally when I just couldn’t take it any longer I told them I had to go and started off walking at first and then jogging. Soon Tanya got the message and followed. I was certain every eye was on my ass as I took off, but I was just thankful that none were following me.

I just continued jogging along by the water trying to ignore the few people who had come out since we’d past previously. In total, except for the group of surfers, there were probably only about 6 people who had seen me, but that was enough to keep me from calming down very much. Just the thought about what they must be thinking seeing a naked girl jogging by on a public beach was enough to keep my aroused. The only good thing about my constant arousal was that it took my mind off the running. We had run about 4 miles and usually I start to feel it after 2. But today I felt like I could go on indefinitely.

When we got close, I told Tanya I needed to cool off a bit thinking it would calm my overloaded body. I threw her my hat and glasses and headed towards the water for a little dip. The water was pretty cold as I waded out, but did it ever feel good. Between the heat from jogging for 4 miles and the sun baking down on ever square inch of my exposed skin I was plenty hot, not to mention that my body was near the boiling point from the inside. The contrast in temperature was considerable and I swear I almost heard the sound of steam coming off me as I ducked below the surface. It was cold alright but so refreshing. It was just what I needed as I began to swim out further.

If there is one thing besides sex that should be done without cloths it’s swimming. Putting cloths on to go in the water and then having to wear a wet bathing suit around just seems stupid. Any time I didn’t come up adjusting my bikini back in place after diving in was a good time, but this time was especially wonderful. The feeling of the cold water rushing across uninterrupted bare skin was beyond what I can describe. It was so invigorating it was almost intoxicating. I thought maybe I should take up swimming as an aerobic exercise instead of jogging which I really didn’t care for.

I swam and swam again like I could go on for ever and before I looked up I was considerable away from the beach. Farther than I cared for, so I turned around and headed back. I’m sure I made quite a sight swimming along with my bare ass bobbing along, but I really didn’t care. This just felt too good.

As I approached the shallow water and stood up I saw both Tanya and Didi waiting for me.

“Oh my god did that feel good.” I told them as they looked on intently not saying a word. I must have been a sight to behold with the water streaming off me in the bright sun, but I didn’t care. Not having to fuss with a wet bikini was heaven. As a matter of fact I never felt so alive. Between the earlier stretching, vigorous running and the remaining feeling of sexual exhilaration I felt like my body was in a state of euphoria. Every muscle had been stretched and worked. The run had given me that wonderful feeling of having done something strenuous and just a little sexual excitement remained to make me feel like I could do anything. At that moment in time it felt great to feel the warm sun on my naked body.

I jogged up to the back of the house as Tanya and Didi just looked on. Once they joined me I couldn’t wait to get started.

“Damn, I think I need to add some swimming to your warm-up from now on from the results.” Didi said.

“No thanks. That water is freezing. I’ll stick with the jogging.” Tanya added.

I didn’t even towel off. I just let the water dry naturally as we laughed back and forth. Didi handed me a bottle of water saying I must be thirsty. Eventually, Didi said it was time to get serious and briefed us on what we had to work on. I was like bouncing around the whole time unable to stand still. I was so pumped. Then just before we hit the court Didi threw me the bottle of sun block saying I should put some more on especially after my swim. No sooner had I started on my arms when Tanya came up and took the bottle from me.

“Here let me help you with that.”

It felt good so I just let her continue. She did my back and then knelt down and did my legs before working on my butt. I couldn’t help giving her a jab by saying, “You really seem to like doing my butt, don’t you?”

“Who wouldn’t? You have such a cute little butt.” she said in a sultry voice as she stood up and did my back some more. Each stroke seemed to expand into new territory until she was doing my entire flank including the sides of my breasts and hips. She then reached around and started working on my right breast.

“Hold on there baby. I think I can handle the rest you little lesbian.” I told her in a teasing voice.

“Well how do you expect me to resist.” she said.

Being in a really loose and silly mood I teased her a bit as I spread the lotion around my front, “Why I never knew.” I continued, “Maybe I had better put something on so you don’t get distracted.” I teased.

“I’ll be ok you little slut.” she added.

“Bitch.” I retaliated.

“Ok, girls. You can save your little squabble for later. We have a lot to work, if you expect to get anywhere in next weeks tournament.” Didi chimed in as she threw a ball at Tanya.

Our usual routing starts on Tuesday with a workout, followed by drills and then scrimmages with some practice teams later in the week and travel on Friday. This week was a little different with traveling to NYC on Monday and Tuesday and no tournament this weekend. Working with the practice team was going to be interesting, if I continued practicing in the nude, but for right now I wasn’t going to worry about it. Right now I felt great and didn’t even mind being naked. It was actually pretty nice. The weather was bright and sunny with a light refreshing breeze blowing in from the ocean. The warm up had really loosened up my muscles and the arousal was actually quite pleasant. And not having to worry about my bikini riding up or a sports bra squeezing my chest made me feel wonderfully free. I had not restrictions on my body. It was just me and the elements and both felt great right now. For right now I was ready to enjoy my nudity.

Didi had us practice our serving which was probably the weakest part of my game. Tanya was on one side and I on the other. One would serve and the other would defend. It was actually a double drill since covering the entire court alone was all but impossible.

The whole serving process was quite a show in itself. The idea is to have the ball leave your hand from the highest spot so you have the most possible court on the other side to aim for. I’d stand back about 15 feet from the base line, run, toss the ball in the air, leap as high in the air as I could while stretching my right arm as high as I could and then hit the ball as hard as I could. It is quite a physical feat and I felt terrible exposed being stretched out like that. I thought back to how I must have looked like on Saturday and it caused me to get turned on. I was starting to think I really was an exhibitionist or something.

I was still pretty pumped up like never before and being naked with not restriction on my body or concerns that something was going to slip out allowed me to get off some wicked serves. Tanya barely moved as I landed a nice ace.

“Oh my god. I don’t know how anybody plays opposite you, Carrie. They’d have to be dead to not be distracted.” Tanya told me. I also I noticed Didi off to the side staring intently in between serves.

“Damn, if I thought your ass was hot, the view from the front is unbelievable.” Tanya added.

Tanya was really struggling to return my serves which made me feel good and just gave me even more confidence. I was hitting the ball like I had never done before and it wasn’t long before Tanya couldn’t return any, which wasn’t like her at all. She had always been a better server than me.

I was really feeling good and started to think that even though I was the one that was nervous and embarrassed about being naked it also seemed to be having an effect on Tanya and Didi. I had known Tanya for almost six months now and Didi for over a year and I had never suspected either of them being anything but heterosexual. But they both seemed a little distracted and interested in watching me of late. Tanya had certainly taken some liberties with the sun lotion and seemed to have spend a lot longer on my butt than was necessary. Could they be interested in me? Were they getting turned on seeing me play naked? I thought to myself.

The thought that another woman was interested in me seemed weird, but was also strangely arousing in a way. It was always a boost to my confidence whenever I’d catch a guy checking me out, but I never thought a women would be interested in the same way. I did have a pretty good figure I thought, but why would a women be interested? I mean we all have the same equipment.

After a while we took a brake and Didi started giving Tanya a hard time about missing almost every serve.

“What do you expect? Look what I’m looking at.” she said gesturing at me.

“What’s the matter, never seen a naked women before?” I poked back at her.

“Yea but ah, …” she never completed her sentence.

I decided to test the waters and see what her reaction would be to another little tease. While still watching her out of the corner of my eye I leaned my head back, arching my back a little, and took the remaining contents of the bottle of water and poured it down my chest letting it wash over my extended nipples as if trying to cool them. What I saw sent a quiver of excitement through my sex. Tanya’s mouth dropped open and she licked her lips. Oh my god, I was right. She had the hots for me. As I turned I noticed Didi staring as well. Oh man, both of them!

I felt a little weird but kind of proud at the same time. Never would I have thought another women would be interested in seeing my body, yet both of them were all but drooling. Wow! This was weird.

I had to snap them out of it by saying, “Ok Tanya, it’s your turn to serve.”

I took up my defensive position and waited for her serve. I knew she must be a little rattled, because her first serves went right into the net.

“Come on Tanya, you can do better than that.” I yelled as my excitement got the better of me. I was so bad. I felt like I was taunting her, almost seducing her with my body like I would a boyfriend I really wanted. And I think it was having an effect on her, because I could clearly see her nipples poking through her sports bra. It was beginning to become a bit of a game and I was getting pretty aroused myself in the process. I was bouncing around and teasing until she finally got one in and I wasn’t ready.

“Ha, there you go you little nudist.”

“Come on Carrie, stop playing around and get serious.” Didi barked.

“Nudist. This was your idea, remember.” I yelled back as I got serious and took my positions.

I got a piece of the next one, but it sailed out of bounds. Tanya was spreading them out pretty good and I was running all over the place. I was doing a pretty good job, if even getting a piece of them, but it was hard covering the whole court. The next one came in low and short but right in front of me, so I dove for it head first, or more like breast first. I stretched out and leaped forward and got it, but not before diving into the sand chest first with my breast taking my full weight in the rough sand. I left out a grunt as the air left my chest. Tanya was so stunned that she missed a simple return. When I got up I was covered with sand and my breast hurt from the impact.

“Oh God that hurt.” I winched as I got up. My entire front was covered with sand and I had quite a little caked onto my extended nipples. That would have hurt even with my top on but was especially painful with my breasts and nipples taking the full impact.

“You had better take it easy there girl. I don’ think we girls were made to take dive in the sand like that.”

“Are you ok?” Didi asked, “That looked pretty nasty.”

“Ow, that hurt. That sand isn’t as soft as it looks.” I answered as I continued to clean up.

“Save the heroics for the game. I don’t want you hurting yourself in practice.” Didi said.

There was really no way to clean all that sand off without literally running my hands up and down my front. So I guess I was putting on quite a show. After I got the worst off I ran over to the little outdoor shower and ducked under the stream of water. My nipples hurt a bit and my breasts were a little red from my dive, but other than that I was fine. When I looked back I noticed Tanya and Didi studying me intently as I cleaned up.

When I came back Didi came over saying she had better take a look at that. Both her and Tanya were now intently inspecting the redness on the top of my breasts. The attention just caused my nipples to harden up.

“Are you ok? That looks a little nasty.” Tanya asked.

“Well you try trigging you boobs through the sand and see how it feels.”

“How are your nipples? They look a little tender, too.”

I couldn’t help but rub them a little which must have really looked bad but felt so good. The sensation also took my mind off the irritation.

“The same thing happened on Saturday. I guess I just need to be more careful before diving for a ball with my boobs exposed like this.”

“Well don’t let us hold you back during the game. Some of those dives were highlight file material. I just don’t want you to hurt your, ah, yourself. I don’t want you hurting those beauties.”

As I walked back on the court I tried to figure out what she meant by that last comment. Well, anyway. I was still plenty wound up and ready to whip Tanya, so I ran back into place for the next serve. I was really into it and got more than I missed which is pretty good. Later Didi had us practice our sets. This is always a critical part of the game and Didi had us practice them a lot. This exercise had Tanya and I working together with Didi on the other side of the net gently returning the ball like it would in a game. Except she’d make us work for it. She put them all over the place so the first hit was critical.

Our typical defense was me upfront and to the right with Tanya behind and to the left. I’d leap and try to block and Tanya would defend. The leaping to block meant a lot of up and down action and my breasts bounced pretty good and I could feel it with each jump. It wasn’t like it was painful and actually was a little arousing as I was constantly reminded that they were unsupported and bare. Didi was really challenging us by widely spreading out the ball. During a game the opponent doesn’t have quite as good an opportunity to aim the ball as half the challenge is just retuning it. In Didi’s case she just stood there and launched it where ever she wanted, which is quite a workout for us as defenders. I was still really pumped and was all over the place. I have a pretty good range, but today I was loaded with energy and was everywhere, getting to balls that I’d normally not even get a piece of.

“Damn, Carrie you’re on fire today.” Tanya said as I got on a ball that I’d normally not even touch.

The plan is for the first person to just get the ball into the middle, the second hit sets it up and the third is for the kill. We were getting some great returns off that we were sure nobody could return. I was feeling great and getting even more excited by our great play. It wasn’t like I was out of control, but I was plenty turned on. My nipples had been hard most of the day, but now I was really wet, too. Luckily I was covered with sweat which made it less apparent. It didn’t do anything to hide the fact that my pussy was swollen and opening as I stretched.

I was getting praised from both Didi and Tanya as I jumped and leaped for every ball. I even took a couple more dives into the sand which brought gasps from both. Before I was really self-conscious about brushing the sand off my bare body, but now I was just turning my back and doing what had to be done, and Tanya was often lending a helping hand.

I guess I was a little overzealous on some though, because Tanya and I ended up bumping into each other a couple of times causing both of us to fall to the ground in a heap. Not that you have much control over where and how you land when you’re falling to the ground, but being naked made me that much more aware of some of the compromising positions we ended up in. Tanya would apologize when her hand or foot would end upon some of my more sensitive exposed flesh, but I swear she was taking liberties.

I let out a little yelp and yelled, “Watch those hands!”, one time when her hand ended up planted firmly between my legs.

We laughed as she apologized, but when it happened again I got suspicious. My breasts seemed like free targets, and except for a little sensitivity that didn’t bother me. But grabbing my pussy, accidentally or on purpose, was a little too much. One time her hand ran right across my open slit dragging sand into my pussy in the process. One of the quickest ways to kill my buzz is getting sand in my vagina. There’s no eloquent or effective way to get sand out of your pussy except with a good deal of water. So we took a little break and I ran over to the outdoor shower for a good rinse, and I mean good rinse. I took the hand held shower head off the hook and flushed my insides out. The water was cold and felt even colder when it rushed in those spots.

“All cleaned up?” Tanya laughed as I came back.

“Yeah. Sand is definitely not what I want in there right now.” I said before realizing what I had said. Even though my quick rinse had calmed my arousal a bit my mind was still on my turned on state.

“What I need is a boyfriend.” I told Tanya as we returned to the court, “No, what I need is to get fucked.” I added. Now I had verbally admitted my arousal even though I don’t think it was much of a secret.

“Oh. Hot.” Tanya responded in a sultry teasing voice.

As I passed her on my way back on the court she rapped a hand around my stomach, saying “Looking as hot as you do that shouldn’t be much of a problem.” As I paused, her hand caressed my tummy in a sensual circular motion which brought my arousal right back to where it had been.

As out drills continued she seemed to start celebrating a good return by giving me a little slap on the ass. At first it seemed natural and innocent, but as it continued it became more sensual. Even Didi jumped in when we took our next break by giving me a stiff slap on the ass. I let out another little yelp as I ran over to get another bottle of water.

Things went on like that for most of the rest of practice with Tanya’s little touches getting more and more frequent as well as more intimate. The effect was quite arousing for me. As my excitement level built I felt more and more distant from what was happening. It was like my body’s own instincts for the game took over and I was just there observing. It was distracting in the sense that my mind was clouded with thoughts of sex, but at the same time my body was running around like it was hyped up on some energy enhancing drug. It felt like foreplay that went on for ever. Tanya and Didi were both saying how they never saw me play so well.

Finally, Didi had to leave for a doctor’s appointment and we wrapped up. I needed a cold shower badly and turned the water on full force, not even using the hot. My overheated body soon cooled down both heat wise and emotionally.

I headed back to find my cloths which I hadn’t seen since I took them off this morning.

“Have you seen my stuff? I asked Tanya.

She pursed her lips as if disappointed that I was going to put something on.

“You don’t expect me to drive home like this?” I said as I spread my arms.

She was staring as she had while I was showering off when I came up to her. As I did she then ran her hand down my bare side looking on with glassy eyes as we faced each other. My shower had calmed me down to the point that I was back under control again. I was still slightly aroused but nothing like earlier. Like after my swim it felt quite wonderful.

“You being awfully touchy feely with me all at once.” she seemed to jump back to reality, but didn’t say anything at first being caught by surprise.

“Well who wouldn’t, seeing you run around naked all day. I hope you don’t mind. I’m sorry.”

“Well it did feel good but it is a little strange.” I confessed.

“I’m sorry but I just can’t help it. You’re so beautiful and, well, I can’t resist. I hope you don’t mind.”

I felt proud and confused at the same time. I was pretty sure that she was into me, but actually hearing her admit it just sounded weird. I stepped back not wanting to lead her on anymore. Not that I was exactly trying. In a slightly nervous voice I said, “Maybe I should get dressed now.”

With that I pulled my cloths out of my bag and slipped my shorts up my legs. I then pulled my sports bra over my head gently tucking my tender boobs in to the tight top.

“What are you doing for dinner?”

“Oh, I have a couple of errands to run and then I just want to relax. This whole week had been pretty stressful.” I answered, “See you tomorrow.”, I added with a wave and I headed around the side to my car.

“Oh here’s Chris’s phone number, now that you have a place to put it.” Tanya hollered as she handed me the small note.

Actually, I still didn’t have a place to put it since there were no pockets in my tight shorts, but I took it anyway thanking her in the process.

Later that evening back at my apartment I took a long hot shower before making myself a light dinner and settled in on the couch. I leaned back and reflected on the days activities.

A week ago I never would have dreamed that I would be playing volleyball naked, yet now it looked like everyone was pushing me in that direction and thought it was a terrific idea. Today’s practice seemed strangely enjoyable, with the exception of the run on the beach. I had never felt so free and alive. It was so weird. My body felt so loose and with the mild arousal it was wonderful. I had so much energy I felt unstoppable, but that was only in front of Tanya and Didi. How was I going to get over my nervousness and embarrassment. Actually, I didn’t feel that nervous or embarrassed today. Maybe there was something about that herbal stuff Didi gave me, but it was only the two of them. How was I going to do this again in front of a crowd of people? Better not thinking about it right now. It just made me more nervous again.

And what was it about Didi and Tanya today? Tanya was getting off on seeing me naked. It was nice that she thought I looked good, but it was weird. I didn’t think she was gay, but you could have fooled me today.

The stress of the day was catching up to me as I could barely keep my eyes open. It wasn’t long before I was fast asleep on the couch.

Chapter 6

The next day was another beautiful day in San Diego and I headed back to the beach for practice. I was pretty tired since I had tossed and turned all night, so I really hoped Didi had remembered to bring coffee, because I could really use some. The thought of another day practicing in the nude helped wake me up, but I was still beat as I walk back to our practice court.

Tanya and Didi were already there and talking as I dragged myself up.

“Did you talk to that lawyer you had looking at that contract yet?” Tanya asked.

“No. He’s on vacation until next week.”

“What’s the matter Carrie? You look tired.” Didi asked.

“I didn’t sleep that well.”

“Here have some water. You’re probably still a little dehydrated from yesterday.”

I thought what I need was coffee, but I took the water. It felt good and seemed to wake me up a bit.

“Ok, girls. Time to get to work.” The kind words over, drill sergeant Didi was back to work. For just a moment I thought they might actually let me practice with my cloths on today, but I was wrong.

“Ok Carrie. Strip.”

It wasn’t even a request. It was more like an order.

“Oh come on. Do I have to do this?” I pleaded.

“Yes. We can’t have you freaking out when it’s game time like last week.” Didi barked.

“Carrie. Just think of the great tan you’re getting.” Tanya added.

“Funny. I’m beginning to think you guys just want to see me naked.” I barked back. That seemed to quiet them down as they glanced back and forth at each other. It didn’t get me out of taking my cloth off though. Once again Didi came back with another order, “Come on, we don’t have all day.”

“Ok, ok you perverts. But I’m not running on the beach naked. That was just too much.”

“Don’t worry, today is the weights.” Tanya reminded me. That’s right two days a week we skip running for weight training. I didn’t particularly like that either, but at least it wouldn’t be as public, which made me feel a little better.

Didi started to go over the plan for the day as I sat down and untied my sneakers. I looked up to notice Tanya was spying me pretty intently as Didi went over the plan. I smiled slightly as a wicked thought formed in my mind. These two, especially Tanya, seemed to get off on seeing me naked. So why not put it to a test. I felt my nipples grow harder just at the thought.

Now as I found out from an old boy friend, there’s taking your cloths off and there’s taking your cloths off. I wasn’t about to do a strip tease for them, but I thought I’d see just how horny they were. I had a button up shirt on today, so I started by facing a little off to the side of them as I slowly unbuttoned one button after another. I sneaked a peak and noticed they were paying very close attention, especially Tanya. When I was done I walked even closer like I was really trying to pay attention to what Didi was saying when in reality I wasn’t even listening.

Now I seemed to have Didi’s attention, too, because she stumbled a couple of times with what she was saying. I fidgeted with the shirt for a while acting a little nervous which wasn’t exactly an act before I arched my back a bit as I slowly wiggled my shoulders out of the shirt one side at a time. I noticed Didi paused briefly and then continued with what ever she was saying. My beasts were once again bare to the world and Tanya’s and Didi’s in particular. The idea that they were interested sent a little chill through me. I wasn’t sure what to think, so I decided to leave my shorts on for a bit just to see what they’d say.

Now staying this way wouldn’t be all that bad. I had never been much of a women’s liber like Lisa, but I’ve always thought that women should be able to take their shirts off or at least go topless at the beach like in Europe. Funny, I thought. If Lisa and her friend had their way, I’d be a women’s spokesperson not only going topless but going completely naked. I noticed Tanya’s eyes following me as I casually walked over to my bag and put my sneakers and shirt in.

I then walked back kind of swinging my hips just a little in the process. I’m usually not like this, but it was kind of fun. I then walked back to Didi and tucked my thumbs in the waist band of my stretch shorts and slowly pealed them down my legs peaking for their reactions in the process. Didi paused again as I had hers and Tanya’s attention. This was going a little too far so I decided to stop fearing I was becoming a lesbian myself teasing these women as I would a guy.

Once again I was naked. A cool breeze blew in off the water and for a moment I thought back to this erotic story I read on the web where this high school majorette marched in this indecently small uniform in all sorts of freezing weather while leading the band at football games and parades. We had our occasional cool weekend that we had to play in, but I was fortunately living in San Diego and only playing in the summer. Nonetheless, I pictured myself out in a storm with the rain and wind pelting my bare body with nothing to protect me. It was quite an erotic image which sent a shiver of excitement through me.

I stood there pretending to listen while all the time my mind wandered to more erotic thoughts. When Didi was finished we headed to the little makeshift gym that was on the porch of Didi’s friend’s house.

“Looking good.” Tanya said as we headed over. Her in shorts and T-shirt and me buck naked.

“Don’t forget this.” Didi yelled as she threw me a tube of our new sponsor’s sun block.

I took it and started applying it to my face and arms.

“Here, I can help you with that.” Tanya offered.

I was already a little horny from my undressing episode. So I figured I’d test Tanya and see just how far she would go with applying the sun block. I took my time, concentrating on my face and arms as she started on my back. Yesterday she seemed more than willing to continue after she had done my back so today I was going to risk it and see just how far she would go. I was really bad, but the horny side of me had to know what was up.

As I worked on my arms Tanya did my back and then moved down to my butt making sure it was done really well. I had spent enough time on my arms and was just about to bend down to do my legs when I realized that would put my butt and more right in Tanya’s face. Instead Tanya knelt down and started to work on my legs. I wasn’t sure which was worse. She started on my calves and slowly moved up my legs. Her strong hands felt good, but I was nervous about how high up she’d go.

“You have great legs Carrie.” she said as she move her hands up and down my thighs. She was working the back of my legs from my butt all the way down to my knees and then reached inside my thighs. She eventually stopped without touching my pussy, but then she jumped around in front of me and did the front of my legs, which put her face just at about the same level as my pussy. Her touch was getting bolder. I had started to work on my front spreading lotion on my breasts and tummy while she expertly did my legs. I couldn’t help but notice my nipples. My normally pliable nipples had grown into super sensitive hard nubs which made spreading lotion over them quite interesting in numerous ways. First they were as hard as a rock and extended almost half an inch so they made formidable obstacles to spreading the lotion evenly over my chest. The lotion initially was just a puddle encasing them in white with little poles poking out from my breasts. It took some careful attention to un-cake them and even out the lotion. Definitely not the typical spreading of suntan lotions.

The second problem was that they were kind of sensitive from the arousal that had been building in my body, especially that caused by Tanya’s hands working her way up my legs. They are normally a particularly sensitive part of a woman’s anatomy. Add the fact that they are not normally exposed to anyone expect perhaps a lover’s loving touch and add to all that the fact that they had paid the price of several of my chest first dives. All this made them lightning rods leading right to my sex. My one hand finished my chest and the other moved down my tummy and approached my mound. As it did I was tempted to just role my head back and pleasure myself.

“Aren’t you guys done there yet?” snapping me back to reality Didi yelled out.

What a drill sergeant I thought.

Tanya jumped up in surprise as if being caught in the act. I quickly finished the few spots remaining and ran over to the make shift gym.

The gym was primarily one large piece of equipment with many stations along with several other specialty pieces for particular uses. I did some quick stretches and took my seat on the station used for leg extensions. It didn’t take but a moment to realize this was going to be just as embarrassing as running on the beach. The only up side was I wasn’t going to be seen by as many people. It was only Tanya and Didi that were going to see me, but they were going to see everything, and I do mean everything.

I spread a little workout towel on the seat and rested my legs on either side of the support bar. I thought that if I would lean forward just a couple of inches I could probably do a pretty good job of fucking myself on the support as I flexed my legs. I must have had sex on the brain, because as I sat there my perverted mind thought that this may be a whole new angle in fitness. I bet a lot more women would come to the gym and work out a whole lot longer, if machines had a dildo rigged up to the mechanics. I was tempted to slide forward and check out my dirt little idea but thought better of it.

I started my routing and one thing I did notice was that without any cloths on you could plainly see every muscle that was getting worked. I wasn’t ever up on all that muscle groups but was amazed at what it looked like. I had never paid that much attention before, worrying more about just getting through my workout, but besides looking at all that bare flesh, there was something strangely erotic about seeing my muscles stretched and pumped. The long muscles in my legs were budging and pulled tight all the way up to the top of my legs. In addition to that my abs were getting a little work, too, which looked particularly sexy as I looked down between my breasts.

I did my first rep of 15 and then stretched back to increase the weight while still. I usually did one easy rep followed by one tough one and finished with an easy one. Didi always got on my case that I needed to use heavier weights and increase my strength, but I fought back. My game probably would benefit from putting on some more weight and muscles, but I didn’t want to be one of those muscle women.

When I’m stretching for balls during the game I’m too occupied with the game to notice what I look like, but sitting there I couldn’t help but notice. Even a simple act like switching weights meant stretching, which showed how each muscle moved, not to mention opening my legs which showed some other things. Ordinarily all this would be covered with my shirt and shorts, but today it was all out in the open for whoever was looking. I tried to be more discreet the second time, but it was impossible to reach the pin and keep my legs together.

Finally I finished and swung my leg over the center support and that, too, provided quite a show. Ordinarily this wouldn’t be a concern, but now I had to be careful how I sat down and got up from each machine.

I moved over to the pectoral fly machine and sat down again. Normally I spread my legs pretty far for balance, but today I kept them fairly close. I reached around back for the one bar followed by the other before sliding back against the back support. Oh my god this looked obscene. There I was with my legs slightly parted with both arms stretched behind my back. My breasts were thrust forward as if showing them off. Just as I started my first rep Tanya got up to change stations.

“Damn.” was all she said as her eyes were riveted on my jutting breasts. If that wasn’t bad enough, my nipples, which were still rock hard, pointed straight ahead like little pegs on a peg board ready for something to be hung on them. It was like they were just tempting someone to hang something on them. As hard as they were they probably could have supported a winter coat without any trouble.

Each time I brought my arms forward my upper arms pressed my breast together like a push up bra. It looked like I was flaunting them for someone. And that someone appeared to be Didi as she came over to check our progress. She was standing directly in front of me checking me out as I struggled to maintain concentration. She reached in and helped me by pulling the bar forward for the last couple. It’s one thing to have someone spot for you when you’re dressed, but it is a little unnerving when every single inch of your body is on display and certain parts more so than others. I struggled with the weights and my breathing quickened and only part of that was from the work out.

I finished my set and freed my arms from the bars and just sat there.

“You have to work on that Carrie.” Didi yelled, “You need strength in your shoulders for those spikes.”

She was trying to look at my face and the bar as she spotted me for my second set, but she was constantly stealing a peep down at my breasts. I thought ‘I wonder what she’d do, if I spread my legs a little further’, so I tempted her will. Sure enough she couldn’t keep her eyes from looking. Oh my god, both these guys were checking me out. The thought that I had two women checking me out felt weird, but at the same time it excited me. I had teased guys before, but had never thought that a woman would be checking me out. Here were two that definitely were. Wow.

As my mind drifted I forgot about my physical struggle and actually finished my second set stronger than the first. Didi congratulated me and remained spotting me with renewed interest.

The workout had warmed me up quite a bit from earlier and I was just starting to perspire, which brought even more of a glow to my sun lotion slick body. I guess all in all there really couldn’t be a much more provocative sight possible. There I was sitting, skin reflecting the morning sun, breasts thrust forward as if demanding attention and if that wasn’t bad enough my legs were spread about two feet causing my pussy to open slightly. All the attention Didi was giving me made me feel a little proud that even women would have that much interest in seeing my body. I mean after all we all have the same equipment.

I breezed through the last set and jumped up to move to the next station which was the overhead pull. You basically stood and pulled this bar down to your waist. Didi always was on my case for this one, because she said I needed to strengthen my shoulders for getting force behind my spikes. She was probably right, but I didn’t want to look like one of those moose’s with line backer shoulders.

This station was no better as far as exposure goes. I guess it probably didn’t matter what station I was at. All stations are going to be very exposing when you lifting weights without any cloths on.

I reached up, stretching for the overhead bar and immediately my breasts thrust forward. The worse part of this one was that it stretched me out to the point that I was basically on my toes, which made my already lean body look that much more provocative.

“Damn.” Tanya said as she walked over checking me out from head to toe. Tanya was always the outspoken one and rarely mixed words up. If she thought it, she said it and I guess I knew what she was thinking. As she passed in front of me she slid her hand down my side brushing the outside of my breast and running her palm down to my tummy. Her forwardness took me by surprise and I almost let the bar slip out of my hand.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”

“Damn, girl. You look like sex served up on a plate. How to expect me not to notice you?” she said.

I finished up and adjusted the weight and turned back around to see her still standing there. “Come on Tanya. This is embarrassing enough without you staring at me.”

“It’s just that you look so hot stretched out like that that I can’t resist.” Tanya replied.

“It just creeps me out having you two staring at me.”

“Oh come on Carrie. You’d have to be dead to not see how sexy you look.” Tanya said.

“I mean, you’re a girl, and I’m a girl. This just isn’t right.” I said shyly as I reached for the bar for my second set.

“What do you mean it isn’t right? Carrie, I’ve always thought you were hot.” she said moving a little closer.

I pulled the bar down to start the second set. This was probably a mistake. Tanya was standing right in front of me. Oh my god! I never felt so vulnerable. There I was stretched out naked with my teammate staring at me with lust in her eyes. The whole scene was causing my own arousal to rise.

“Carrie, you may not be the best volleyball player on the circuit, but you certainly have the hottest body, and seeing you play last week naked made me so horny I could hardly concentrate.”

Oh my god, this was crazy. My teammate is a lesbian and here I am naked in front of her. I knew, I had suspected it, but now she had come out and admitted it. I should have just stopped my rep right then, but the whole idea was getting me horny as well. I continued with my set as she continued to check me out.

“You can’t imagine how exciting it was to see you play. I’m sure there wasn’t a limp penis in the place, and I’m sure half the women were wet as well.” she went on as I continued my reps. By then I was so turned on that I wasn’t even keeping count. My nipples were at full attention as they poked skyward from my upturned breasts thrust out from my tight rib cage. My tummy was impossible concave with my abs stretched tight forming two taunt muscles. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as a couple others ran down between my breasts and down my tummy. My mind was lost in its own world as I continued my reps. My second set is always the toughest, but my mind was focused elsewhere. I had no idea how many reps I already had done and I didn’t care.

Tanya continued to stare. She was saying something, but I wasn’t listening. I was just continuing to pull down and release the overhead bar. Then as if in slow motion she reached forward and touched my left breast causing my hands to slip from the bar. CRASH.

It wasn’t as much the touch, ok maybe it was, but it was the way she touched me. Her fingertips barely touched the side of my breast while she ran her thumb over my rock hard nipple.

The touch sent a shock wave of sensations straight to my sex and without even knowing what had happened the bar slipped out of my hand.

“What the hell was that, Carrie!” Didi yelled out from across the yard.

Shocked back to reality I yelled back, “Sorry, it just slipped.”

“For heaven’s sake, be more careful. You know you can break those weights if you drop them too hard.”

“Come on Tanya. You can’t be doing that.” I whispered to Tanya. Apparently Didi had missed what had actually caused me to drop the bar.

“We have to talk.” I again whispered to Tanya making sure Didi didn’t hear, “This is crazy.”

Tanya just smiled and wrapped her arm around my side. As she slowly moved on she let it slide down my side and across my belly caressing me as she did. Apparently the loud crash had not snapped her out of her horny state.

“Sure gorgeous. We should do dinner after practice.” she said.

I skipped the rest of this set and moved on to the bench press station. This wasn’t much better, but at least I was laying down and wasn’t stretched out and on display. The only bad part here was that my ass was sitting on the back support with my legs spread on either side, which opened me up like I was waiting for someone to fuck me. Luckily no one was in a position to see.

The problem was I knew how bad it must have looked and I couldn’t help but to look down wondering how bad I was showing. All I could see, however, was two breasts jutting out from my chest. The only view I had was between them and across my belly. Even then all I could really see was my jutting hip bones and the front of my thighs.

My mind wandered back to my sexercise health club idea from earlier. How wild would it be to have some hunk making love to you as you did your set. Just the idea got me going again and I soon lost track of how many reps I had done. Spread as I was all a guy would have to do is get it up to get it in. Oh my! My dirty mind was in full swing which only added to my arousal.

God knows how many reps I did. I stopped after a while and raised the weight and went right back to it. Usually all I can think about is getting through my rep and the pain my body is in. Today it was like my mind and body were detached. All my mind could think about was sex, while my body independently just kept up the reps. I lost count and must have done twice as many as I usually managed and I could have kept going had Didi not come by to see how I was doing. Figuring I had done much more than my norm, I skipped the third set and move on to the sit up station.

I’ve always found sit-ups fairly easy and never minded this station, because I always love the look of a tight tummy. I always thought my tummy was my best asset since I didn’t have the biggest boobs and my butt was kind of small. Sit-ups were actually done on a separate stand alone machine. You simply wedged your ankles between the supports and leaned back on the platform. You could adjust the angle you did them from flat on your back to almost vertical. I usually did sets of 25 flat on my back, but was feeling pretty good today, so I raised it up to the second stop past horizontal. It wasn’t that much of an angle, but it was harder than laying flat. Luckily on this machine my legs were together, but I was still totally exposed.

I bent my knees, clasped my hands together behind my head and started the first set. Even in my normal outfit of sports bra and shorts you got a pretty good view of what muscles were being used, but with nothing on at all you got to see each and every muscle tightening and relaxing with nothing obscured. I never realized that my abs extended all the way down to my mound. I was also amazed at the way the muscles in my thighs were being worked. They seemed being worked as much as my abs and I never even noticed it before. I had only finished a couple when Tanya stopped back to see how I was doing.

“Ah, don’t you, ah, have some more exercising to get in there?” I struggled to get out as I did my reps.

“What... and miss seeing that sexy tummy of yours getting its workout. Glad to see you’ve moved it up for an even better workout.” she said as she looked on.

I finished my first 25 and laid back to catch my breath. Even laying back my abs were pulled tight just supporting my weight.

“You’ve even got a little six pack started there. See right here and here and here.” Tanya said as she gently ran her hand down my tummy pointing out the little budges in my abdominal muscles. I had to admit her hand felt good on my already burning abs. My muscles were not used to doing sit ups in this elevated position and I felt the burn even on the first set.

“If you keep it up like this, you’ll have a sexy eight pack going in no time.” she said as she ran here hands even lower.

“Stop that!” I yelled, not liking where her hand was heading. It didn’t stop her however from caressing my abs and playing with my belly button as I protested.

I was torn. On the one hand it felt so good, but on the other hand it seemed so strangely inappropriate. “Come on Tanya. This isn’t right.” I told her.

All at once Didi yelled over for us to get back to work.

“Just giving Carrie a hand with her sit-ups.” Tanya hollered back.

She briefly turned as if to leave so I resumed my sit ups. I had only gotten a couple in when she turned back and grabbed another feel.

“Damn, your sexy.” she whispered as she ran her hand down the length of my taut abdominal muscles.

“Tanya!”

Again it was hard to tell her to stop. Her hand as if by magic soothed the burn and at the same time took my mind off of the pain I was feeling. My nipples had been hard all along, but now they seemed to scream with anticipation of Tanya’s touch. Then she ran her hand down and over my hip in the process, her fingers narrowly missing my pussy on her way down my thigh. I gasped and fell back on my back.

“Tanya, you can’t be doing that to me, not in front of Didi.”

“Oh come on, she’d probable get off on it, too.”

Too, I thought. Oh my god, she’s getting off on feeling me up. I have to get a grip. This can’t be happening.

I jumped up and told her I was finished with my workout and headed over to our cooler to get a drink of water. I was pretty sweaty now and needed a break in more ways than one.

“Ok girls, are you guys ready for some drills?” Didi barked as she headed over to where I was standing.

“Don’t we even get to cool down?” I asked.

“Ok, take a couple of minutes and then we’ll start with some serving practice.” she said as she checked me out. I had to admit that between the angle of the sun and the sheen of perspiration and suntan lotion my body looked pretty hot. The workout left my muscles pretty pumped and the reflecting sun only made it more noticeable. That and the fact that my nipples were hard and erect made me quite a sight. Now Tanya joined us and was staring equally intently.

I was getting excited all over again from all the attention so I said, “I’m going for a dip to cool off.”, to avoid their attentive stares. “I think the swim will be a good workout, too.” I added.

I jogged off forgetting at first that there might be some people out on the beach but us. But then I hesitated, looking up and down the beach before running down and into the water. There were a couple of people on the beach, but they were a little ways off, so I figured they’d just think I had a really tiny bikini on, or at least I hoped.

The water was just as cold as yesterday, but felt so refreshing running all over my bare body. Like I said yesterday, there is no better feeling than a little skinny dip. Well, almost nothing better feeling.

I swam out a little ways and then headed parallel to the shore. It felt great and I felt like I could go on forever but decided to head back. When I got back to where I went in there were now some people walking along the beach at the point where I had to come out. I thought about continuing down, but saw Tanya and Didi standing there waving to me.

I was feeling pretty good after a good workout and a refreshing swim, so I figured the hell with the people walking up the beach. It’s not the first time a naked girl walked up a southern California beach and certainly not the last, so I just headed in and calmly walked up to where they were standing as if I was wearing a suit.

“You guys could have at least brought me a towel.”

Well, I got some pretty good look as I stood there next to my clothed friends but really didn’t care. I had played volleyball naked in front of a couple hundred fans so what was this. Besides I had been naked for a good part of the last two days. We slowly walked back to our makeshift training facility as I’m sure the group took in my naked butt. I could feel their eyes on me with each step but resisted looking back. I just walked on as though it was no big deal.

I grabbed a couple of fruit snacks as I air dried. It’s amazing how hungry I get after a good swim.

Didi had us do a bunch of serving drills. Serving was never my strong point. I was more the spiker. In my current uniform I found this part of the game very embarrassing in particular. Actually everything was embarrassing, but when you’re serving the game is stopped and you have time to think about it more. That and all the attention is on you.

Serving is actually more physical than it looks. You have to run up and leap as high as you can and hit the ball with all your might. It requires so much movement that I’d actually popped out of my top when I still was wearing one. Now when I was stretching for the ball everything and I really mean everything was out there and exposed. Not wearing a top certainly solved the popping out problem, but I’m not sure the solution is any better than the problem. I was now constantly reminded of my unsupported breasts. As I’d run up they’d wobble a bit and then bounce violently as I came back down. A little support would be nice. This was all on top of the wild leap in the air and stretch for the ball.

The return side wasn’t that much better. I didn’t have to leap in the air and stretch, but I had to return Tanya’s serves which was no easy feat. She was a pretty hard server and had plenty of movement on her ball. I had to run all over the place and dive for some of the balls. The bad part was that it hurt when you returned one wrong. It wasn’t much different than when I was in my top as every once in a while I’d miss to play a ball right and it would hit high on my arm or roll up and find a little of my breasts and a couple of times it would catch a nipple and that really hurt. Being unprotected made it even worse and a couple got me good.

The first time it happened I think I half caused the problem when I brought my arms together. My arms forced my breasts together like a push up bra and, with my nipples pointing skyward, they formed a nice target. I screamed and instinctively rubbed my sore nubs. Tanya just laughed knowing what had happened. It must have looked obscene, but I didn’t care. After that I tried to be a bit more careful, but it was hard to return Tanya’s serves and protect my breasts, so they got it a couple more times, each time causing me to scream a little.

By the time we finished this exercise my wrists, arms and breasts were bright red from the impacts of the ball. I rubbed some generous amount of cream on them to ease some of the discomfort.

After a while I seemed to get used to play naked and in a strange way it seemed to energize my play. Without my uniform on, or anything else for that matter, I had a tremendous sense of freedom. It was just me, nothing else. No bottom creeping up my ass or top chafing at my skin, if a little sand got under it. I did feel quite alive and energized.

The little tradition of giving me a little slap on the butt after a good play continued. The effect was just a constant reminder of my nudity, which kept me just a tiny bit aroused the entire time. But the arousal was what was giving me my little energy boost. Too much was very distracting and made it hard to concentrate, but a little arousal actually seemed to help my play. It was so weird, but in a way felt strangely nice, if I could keep it under control. Maybe Didi was right in having me practice naked.

When we finally finished up for the day, I ran over to the outdoor shower to take a quick shower. It was one thing to be aroused when you’re bouncing around in play, but my nipples ached and my pussy was swollen. A refreshing cold shower would help to get me back to normal and calm my overcharged body.

Refreshed I jogged back to our table and grabbed a water bottle. I didn’t want to get my cloths wet so I just stood there while the warm breeze air dried my dripping skin.

Once again Tanya stared as she asked, “Want to grab something?”

“Yea, I guess we could. I want to go home shower and take a nap. I’m beat.”

”I don’t know, you seemed full of energy all day.” Tanya said.

She was right. As long as I was playing I was fine, but now that my body calmed down I was crashing. “I still need to change.”

“Why? Your cloths should still be fresh. You haven’t worn them since we got here.” she answered.

“Funny. By the way, what did you guys do with my bag today?”

“Oh come on, what do you need with cloths. With a bod like yours I don’t think anybody would mind seeing a little more of it.” Tanya laughed as she moved a little closer.

“I’m beginning to worry about you. Now where’s my bag? You don’t expect me to drive home like this.” I said as I put my hands on me hips.

“Now that’s an idea!”

Finally, Tanya retrieved my bag from behind some boxes. I had drip-dried enough by then, so I pulled out my cloths and got dressed for the first time since I had arrived.

“How about I stop by your place around 7:00?” Tanya asked.

“That’s fine. That will give me a little time to take a quick nap.” I said as I put on my shorts followed by my shirt and sneakers.

After being naked all day it felt strangely weird having clothes. My nipples and breasts were a tiny bit sore and tender from all the abuse they had taken all day and I was keenly aware of my shirt rubbing my nipples like never before. I thought that perhaps I should start wearing a bra again. My bottom also felt funny as my tight shorts hugged it tightly. Normally, I wouldn’t even have noticed, but today I definitely was aware of the tightness as I walked.

Chapter 7

Back at the apartment.

The effects of not sleeping well the last couple of nights was starting to catch up with me. I was exhausted when I got back to my place. I opened the door, threw my bag in the corner and headed to my bedroom to lie down. I stripped off my cloths and tossed them in the hamper before collapsing on my bed. I tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep since I was still a bit horny.

After a few minutes I decided to take a shower. I couldn’t deny my body any longer and with that gave my body the most wonderful orgasm. After recovering I dried myself and headed back to bed where I fell sound asleep.

I don’t know how long I was asleep before I was shocked awake by the ringing of my cell phone. Still half asleep I rolled over and picked it up. It was Tanya, asking me where I was and that she had been knocking on my door, but no one answered. I was still groggy when I explained that I had fallen asleep and hadn’t heard her knock.

“Well get up and let me in then. I was about to leave.” she yelled into the phone.

I got up and was half way to the door when I realized I was still naked. Not that she hadn’t seen me naked enough, but I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea, so I reached in the bathroom and grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around me.

“Sorry, I was just so tired.” I apologized as I opened the door holding the towel to me in the process.

“No need to stand on formalities. I know how much you hate clothes.” she joked referring to me wrapped in a towel.

“Stop that. I just took a shower and fell asleep and never heard you knocking.” I tried to explain.

“So are you ready for some food? I’m starving.”

“Hang on.” I answered.

“Actually I think you look pretty hot just that.” she said as she followed me into my room.

“Come on Tanya. You’re acting crazy.”

“Carrie, you have a fantastic figure and a great tan thanks to your new uniform so you should show them both off.“

“What uniform?”

“Exactly.”

“What! Do you want me to go around naked all the time?”

“Now that’s an idea, ah, …, but I’m not sure you could get away with it everywhere.”

I got dressed as we talked. Tanya stopped mid sentence as I let the towel fall to the floor. Once again I noticed Tanya checking me out as we spoke. I had always been a bit of a tease to the guys, but now a woman was checking me out. The attention was making me a bit uncomfortable, especially when it was my teammate and friend. I pulled a pair of shorts out and then grabbed a T-shirt out of my drawer and threw them on my bed.

“It’s still really hot out. You should wear something light.”

The devil inside got the better of me and I thought I’d test Tanya’s reaction, so I slid my shorts on forgoing my panties for tonight. Tanya’s eyes were riveted on my pussy as I wiggled into my shorts. Again her conversation paused.

“So when did you start going commando?” she asked eagerly.

“Oh , I do from time to time. With you guys, having me naked so much it just seems natural.”

“Go girl. Now you’re getting into it.”

I wanted to tell her that the whole playing naked was making me terrible horny, but it was a bit embarrassing and I didn’t exactly know how to tell her. The thought alone sent a little shiver down my spine and made my nipples harden a bit.

“How are your breasts holding up? They, ah, …, um, …, looked pretty red this afternoon.”

“They’re a little tender but I’ll live.” I said as I gently cupped them in my palm. “I think I need to start wearing a bra again. The constant rubbing is a bit tough.” It was my turn to be embarrassed.

“That’s a shame. I know how much you hate wearing one.”

“That’s not it. It’s just my nipples are a little tender.” I told her as I blushed.

“Maybe you should just wear a bikini top and show off that sexy tummy of yours.” she said as she moved close.

I don’t know what’s been coming over me, because I actually thought that was a good idea. It was still pretty hot out and it’s southern California. I used to practically live in a bikini top and shorts when I was a beach bum, but had gotten away from it lately.

“I can’t get in a restaurant in a bikini top.” I said with a little hesitation.

“We’re going to Pete’s café. It shouldn’t be a problem there.”

“Ok, I guess.”

With a sudden flair of exhibitionism I took off my T-shirt again and searched my drawer of bikinis. Right there on top was my Volleyball bikini. I pulled it out and just laughed. It was big as far as my bikinis go and seemed like overcoat compared to what I had been wearing the last week. I pulled out my favorite white bikini top and placed it over my neck. I gently cupped my slight tender breasts in the cups and pulled the ties behind my back asking Tanya to do my back.

The top fit me perfectly and showed of my tan nicely. The material was a light blend of some smooth fabric that got a little shear when wet, but I wasn’t planning on doing any swimming tonight and it felt so nice against my tender nipples. It felt nice, but there was no mistaking my nipples as they poked hard against the fabric.

“You look hot girl! I’m getting wet just looking at you.” Tanya let slip.

I knew she had something about me, but this was the first time that she actually came out and said it. Oh man, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. It was a boost for my ego and made me feel good, but maybe I probably shouldn’t be leading her on. I mean, it made me feel good, but it still just didn’t fell right. And how was I going to explain getting turned on by playing naked? Maybe I really was an exhibitionist. I never thought about it, but how else could I explain getting so horny by being seen naked?

I was so confused, because at the same time I was so nervous that it almost made me sick. It was so weird. I quickly did my hair and grabbed my purse.

We headed out to Tanya’s car, her in shorts and T-shirt and me in my cut offs and white bikini top. I didn’t have a complete outfit top or bottom. It turned me on just thinking about it.

Tanya drove and before I knew it we were at Pete’s. We sat outside and ordered a drink. I don’t know whether it was the alcohol or what, but I just had to tell Tanya what I’d been going through. I didn’t know how to start, so I just came out with it and told her. I was kind of whispering not wanting anyone else to hear.

I told her, “This whole playing without my uniform is just crazy. Last Saturday I was so nervous I thought I was going to puke. I mean my stomach was in knots and I couldn’t think straight. Then when I was out there I um, …, how can I tell you?”

“What, you got turned on? You can say that again. Remember I was holding you when you climaxed.” Tanya interjected.

“Yes, yes. It was so embarrassing. I mean all those people, and all looking and me naked. I mean I’ve gone topless and even nude before, but not in front of all those people and certainly not playing volleyball. It’s just crazy.”

“Yea, but you played the best game of your life. We beat May and Walsh. I never dreamed we’d ever be able to beat them. You were like a wild woman out there.” Tanya said.

“Crazed more like it.”

“Yea, but you were returning balls you’d never been able to get to before.”

“I don’t know.” I told her, “I was so wound up that I couldn’t think. It was like my body was on auto pilot and I was somehow just watching from above.”

“Maybe that’s not a bad thing, if it means you play like that all the time.”

“I just don’t know how I can do it again.” I said.

“Hey, that whole thing got us a sponsor. Now we don’t have to wonder how we’re going to get to the next match, and I owe it all to you and that hot naked bod of yours. I mean you wear that lotion well.” Tanya said laughing as she did.

“But I can’t keep doing this. It’s crazy.”

“Why not? I mean if playing like that means you have to get over a few butterflies I mean what’s the big deal?”

“The big deal is running around naked in front of hundreds of people while you’re on the verge of having an orgasm.” I told her.

“Ok, that’s why Didi is having you practice naked, too. And that relaxer will help with the nervousness. We just have to figure out how to control your excitement so you don’t accidentally climax too early. You have to save that until we win. Now that is the way to celebrate a victory.”

“That’s crazy.”

“What’s so crazy? We could actually win one of these tournaments, if you keep playing like you did on Saturday.”

“You have to be kidding. I mean, I’m so aroused that I feel like I’m getting fucked by Brad Pitt while I’m out there on the court.”

“And that’s a bad thing?”

“I mean, I want to touch myself so bad but I can’t.”

“Oh, don’t do that. Besides if you get off in the middle of a match you’ll be shot. That’s what happened in the second match. You peaked too early. You’ll just have to learn to pace yourself.”

“Oh and how am I supposed to do that? And it doesn’t helped that you and Didi seem to be getting off on having me naked.”

“Look Carrie, I’ve always thought you were beautiful and well, ah, …, seeing your naked kind of ah, …, turns me on too. Come on, you’d have to be dead not to think you look hot.”

I was blushing terrible as the conversation got more and more personal. Not only that, but my nipples were at full attention and were way beyond just noticeable. They were tenting the front of my thin top to the point that they were trying to cut a hole in it. Anybody that walked by couldn’t help but notice them. All at once I felt terrible under-dressed, but that seemed to be a near constant feeling of late.

“But, um, you’re a woman.”

“Carrie. I think you’re amazing. I can’t tell you how proud I am of what you’re doing and I’m sure your friend Lisa is too.”

Lisa, how could I forget her. My near and dear friend who first thought of this crazy idea. My head was spinning. Tanya sounded so sincere and I already knew Lisa thought I was some sort of representative for women’s rights. I paused, thinking about how I could get out of this insanity without disappointing them, but couldn’t think of anything.

“Tanya, this is hard. I’m a nervous wreck and horny as a teenager in heat. I’m going to really need yours and Didi’s help if I’m going to keep my sanity.”

“No problem. Just let me know how I can help.”

Finally our food came and I started to relax a bit. Another two glasses of wine didn’t hurt either. I don’t think either of us knew quite what to say, so dinner was pretty quiet.

It wasn’t until we finished that Tanya asked what I was doing tomorrow. We saved the weekends that we weren’t playing for personal stuff, mainly catching up on things or just relaxing. Training and playing takes its toll, so I always looked forward to our off weekends.

“I don’t know. I just want to catch up on my sleep and relax.”

After we finished eating Tanya asked, “How about we walk up the beach and just relax? I think that would do you a lot of good.”

“I don’t know, it’s cooling off and I’m not exactly dressed for it.”

“Come on you look fine. It will be good for you.”

We walked up the beach to one of the hotels. It had cooled off a bit and people were out for the night now and I felt a little under-dressed, but I was starting to get used to that. We walked out to the beach and found a deck chair that had been left down by the water and sat down to listen to the waves. It was very relaxing and I felt like I could just curl up right there under the stars, but it was a little chilly.

As we casually chatted, Tanya ran her hands through my hair which really felt good. I told her that I needed a boyfriend to help to get shot of all this sexual stress that was keeping me awake at night.

“Carrie, what are you doing wrong? You should be fighting them off with a bod like yours.” she said as she took the opportunity to run her hand down my arm and side.

“Well it hasn’t been working that way. All the guys I meet just want to get me in bed.”

“Well that’s what you need, right?”

“Come on, you know what I mean.” I told her as she continued to run her hand through my hair.

“You’re so uptight. What happened to the fun and carefree Carrie I used to know?” she said as she started to massage my shoulders and back.

Oh man, it felt so good I couldn’t tell her to stop. I was putty in her hands and before I knew it she was reaching for the knot that held my top on. I told her to stop, but she just continued.

“Tanya, this isn’t right.”

“Please Carrie. Just relax for me. You’ve had a tough week. Just enjoy.”

Oh God. I wanted to tell her to stop, but it felt too good. Before I knew it my top was off and she was massaging my breasts. She took my nipples between her fingers and gently massaged them until they were like little points. Then she roomed down my tummy with just the tip of her fingers.

How could this be? How could another woman be having that much of an effect on me? I could feel my body reacting and there was nothing I could do, nothing I wanted to do. The sensation of her fingers contrasting with the cool air was driving me nuts. Damn was she ever good at pushing my buttons. I should have probably been worried about someone coming along, but after this week somehow being seen topless didn’t bother me that much. Besides I was in heaven. Nothing else mattered.

I twisted my head to say something, but before I could get the words out, Tanya had her lips on mine and was giving me a passionate kiss. I pulled away out of surprise, but it wasn’t long before we were making out right there on the beach. I couldn’t believe what was happening.

Tanya was definitely the dominate one which was fine. I still wasn’t sure what was going on. All I knew was that it felt good.

Then Tanya leaned forward and whispered, “You feel so good.”

Her hands were all over me and it felt so good. It was really cooling down now, so the warmth of her hands felt extra good on my skin. She alternated between running her hands up and down my front and playing with my nipples. The whole experience was getting me aroused and it appeared that she was, too, by the increasingly vigorous motions of her hands up and down my body. Suddenly she shifted a little to change positions which almost knocked me off the deck chair. She helped me back on and wrapped her one hand around my bare back while she continued her massage with the other. It wasn’t long, before I felt her hand sliding down to my shorts. I grabbed her hand with mine.

She was fumbling with the snap of my shorts.

“No. Please. It’s not right.”

She went back to playing with my nipples for a few more moments before we both calmed down a bit.

Tanya was the first to say anything.

“Carrie, you’re so hot. I can’t control myself.”

“Tanya, this isn’t right. I don’t know what got into me. I’m sorry.” I told her.

“Please, you feel so good. Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it.”

“No, it felt great. It’s just, um, I’m not a lesbian. I don’t know what got into me.”

“Carrie, just go with what feels right. I’m not a lesbian either, or at least I didn’t think I was, but you feel so good I just can’t stop. Every time I see you out there I want to run my hands all over your hot naked body. Please.”

“Tanya, we’re teammates. How is this going to affect our play? I told you this playing naked isn’t such a good idea.”

“No, we can work it out. I can help you with your nervousness and help calm you down after we win.“

“Help, if this is how you’re going to help me you’re going to blow my mind.”

“No no, silly, we can work together. It’s just that we need to trust each other. I know what turns you on and what relaxes you and we can control it. Please.”

“Who’s going to control you though?”

“Don’t worry about me. I just want you to play your best. That’s all.”

“Maybe. But it may drive me insane in the process.” I told her.

“Just work with me. All we have to do is find the right balance. A little excitement seems to bring out the best in you.” she explained in such a logical way.

“You’re out of your mind and you’re going to drive me out of mine.” I told her.

“Maybe. But you’re the one playing professional volleyball in your birthday suit.”

“Stop it. You’re Terrible.” I told her.

We laid there a little bit longer before a shiver ran up my spine. “I think it’s time to get going. I’m starting to get cold.”

With that I rolled off Tanya and picked my top up off the sand.

“Do you have to put it back on? You look so sexy.” Tanya said.

“Tanya, I can’t just walk back to the car topless.”

I retied my top and had Tanya do my back before we headed back to her car. I tried to tell her what was troubling me and all she did was getting me more turned on. I had to admit that it wasn’t unpleasant, but I still couldn’t get over the fact that she was seducing me in the process of comforting me. I didn’t want to disappoint her, but at the same time I didn’t want to give her the wrong idea.

Back at home I tried to understand what had been happening to me. On the one hand all the attention was definitely getting me excited, but right now most of it was coming from my teammate who also happened to be a woman. She was definitely interested in taking this further, but I just didn’t feel comfortable. I didn’t want to lead her on, but at the same time I didn’t want to hurt her.

I eventually fell asleep not sure what to do.

To be continued someday

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