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Hockey Practice

As I pulled up in the car park to the hockey rink, all the nervousness I'd been trying to shut out on the drive here had surfaced. I thought she'd be here, she worked here but I hadn't seen her since the night out where I'd told her I had a crush on her. She knew I was a straight and married but I don't think she realised how serious I was. This girl, something about her, just had me picturing all kinds of sexiness. 

 

I got my roller skates, hockey stick and kit out of my car and walked into the rink and straight towards the changing room. I couldn't see her so maybe she wasn't here. I didn't know her working pattern or if she was going to train at all, I didn't really like not knowing. Whether that was because I didn't like the disappointment of her not being here I don't know. I turned the corner into the changing room, and there she was, in nothing but shorts and a sports bra. That meant she was joining us for training today. I couldn't help but notice how perfectly flat her stomach was and how sexy the tattooed letters inscribed on her ribs were. I tried not to stare too much as I said hello to the rest of girls. When I made it to her the smile she beamed at me made my heart stutter. "Hi, Lovely" I said to her as I tried to appear nonchalant. "Hiya!" she grinned back. I started getting changed, suddenly conscious about not showing too much of myself. I joined in the conversation while I got changed but I couldn't wait to get out on the rink with her.

 

As training started I managed to focus on the coach and what we had to learn, I always knew where she was and just the way she skated was such a turn on. 10 years of practice meant she was so at home in skates. After half an hour of learning shooting techniques and practicing skating skills we split into two teams for a scrimmage. I couldn't decide if I wanted to be on her team or not. In the end I didn't have a choice and I was playing against her. Great, I thought, she's so quick I don't stand a chance against her. As luck would have it, it was my job to take the face off against her. I looked her in the eye as we sized each other up, trying my best to intimidate her even though I was having so much fun and could hardly stop smiling. I gave her a wink and the puck went down, our sticks clashed as she tried to get the puck away and I swivelled my body to block her off as I sent the puck back to the defence and then we were off. 

 

The game was a lot of fun, I scored a goal, we got really into it, everyone skating well and fighting as hard as they could against the each other. I managed to keep my focus as she skated past, she was chasing the puck up to the corner. I followed her with such speed that I couldn't stop in time. I shoved her against the rink wall with some force, I was about to ask her if she was okay when she started trying to get at the puck that had landed between my skates. Looking down, I kicked my skate against the puck to try and get it out from under us, she was still pinned to the wall while we fought. "Wow, so aggressive" she said to me in a humorous tone. "You ain't seen nothing yet" I replied as I finally got the puck out and sent it along the back board. The player who caught my shot managed to pass it back across the goal right in my path so I was able to shoot it into the back of the net. Not too shabby.

 

The game went on until they called time with just as many laughs as before, no more intimate encounters against the wall though. As everyone skated off the rink I decided to put my stick down and practicing some skating. I saw her leave the rink and go towards the front desk, probably to do some work. After 10 minutes or so I grabbed my stick and left the rink to head to the changing room. As I went in everyone else was just starting to leave, I said goodbye to the girls and proceeded to strip off my kit so I could grab a shower. The last girl left just as I was grabbing my towel, it would be good to have a shower with nobody about, I was still self conscious even though I'd played with these girls for months. I turned on the shower and moved to step in when she came back in to the changing room. "Hey!" She called to me, I poked my head around the corner to shout hi back when I saw she was stood there with her top already off. 

 

I stood back under the shower and got my hair wet, when I opened my eyes to reach for the shampoo she was stood under the shower next to me holding my shampoo out for me. I couldn't help but look at her breasts as she held out the shampoo for me. They were perfect. She turned the shampoo bottle upside down so I could cup my hands underneath it, it would have been so easy for me to cup her boobs instead. I looked up to make eye contact only to find her looking at me with her lips slightly parted. It was then that I noticed she was breathing deeply. I figured it was just because she was still out of breath from the game. I cupped my hands and she squirted the shampoo out. I said thank you, I think, it sort of came out in a whisper. I lathered the shampoo into my hair, as I did she turned around to get her hair wet under the shower. As she did, I took the opportunity to admire her curves, her tattoo and the way her legs and ass were so perfectly toned from her years of skating. When I looked back up she was looking at me, it was a different look, one that made me really want to know what was going through her head. She squirted some shampoo out for herself and started to lather her long brown hair. I used the shampoo lather from my hair to wash my body, I bent slightly to wash my legs and when I stood back up she was standing right next to me. 

 

I looked into her eyes to see she was looking me over, studying me intently. I think she was admiring me. I was suddenly aware at how extremely intimate this situation was. Something had changed. The energy was different. I suddenly felt brazen, spurred on by the intimacy of her gaze. I reached out my hand which was still covered in shampoo suds, and lightly traced a soapy finger from her sternum, down between her breasts and around to her waist where my hand flattened out and went around her back to pull her towards me gently. 

 

She stepped closer and our nipples touched, both our nipples hard and erect. I gasped at the new sensation. This was the first time I'd been with a girl this way. I'd kissed girls before but I'd never got naked with one, not like this. I looked down at our touching nipples, a fire lit inside me and I moved my other hand into her soapy hair and pulled her in so we her nose to nose. She tilted her head and pressed her lips against mine, her lips always looked full and soft but I could never have imagined how good they'd feel against mine. I parted my lips slightly to take her bottom lip in between mine, I took a deep breath through my nose as I inhaled the scent of the shampoo mixed in with her, it set a fire in my belly. I had to have her.

 

Everything felt like it had slowed down, like I was The Flash and I could see things happen in slow motion. I deepened the kiss and we pressed more into each other. I bit her bottom lip gently and she moved her hand to caress my nipple. Our tongues were battling and the kiss was getting more heated, our hands started groping, cupping, trying to touch any bit of each other we could. Her breasts felt so good in my hands. The water was still running but we weren't underneath it any more, the steam and the heat of our arousal kept us warm. She broke our kiss to trail kisses down my jaw, throat, neck, trailing her way down to my breast. She took a nipple into her mouth and sucked it hard. It felt so good that the sensation sent a jolt down to my clit. 

 

I trailed my hand down her beautiful stomach till I reached her slit. She was wet anyway from the water but as I gentle trailed my finger up and down her slit I found she definitely wet for me too. I dipped my finger inside her and trailed my finger back up to her clit where I circled it before heading back to her entrance. She came back up from my breast to kiss me hard, she gasped into my mouth as I pushed my finger in and out of her while using my thumb to rub her swollen clit. I was surprised when I felt her hand touch me in the same way I was touching her. I used my other hand to keep her head opposite mine so I could kiss her while we both panted into each other's mouths. The more persistent she was, the more persistent I was. We were obviously both aware that the changing room wasn't sound proof so we made sure to absorb each others moans and gasps. The little noises she made were such a turn on, I didn't want to leave her mouth but there was something I'd been dying to try with her since I first met her. 

 

I turned her round so I had her pinned against the wall. I pull her hand that was working me up and joined it with her other hand, sadly having to remove my hand from inside her too. I kissed her hard, pushing the my body hard into her. I loved how our wet bodies slid against each other. I kissed her jaw and neck as I worked my way down to take one of nipples into my mouth. After I felt I'd work one enough I moved to the other, they were both rock hard when I moved down her stomach, trailing kisses along the way. Damn, I loved her body. When I reached her throbbing clit, I took one of her legs and placed it on my shoulder so I'd have better access to her sex. I'd never done this before, but I'd always been curious. I started by trailing my tongue from her entrance to her clit, staying there just long enough to lightly suck it between my lips. She gasped in that way I was starting to love. 

 

As I worked her, it seemed the more fun I was having, the louder she was getting. I didn't give a fuck if anyone heard at this point. I worked her clit until she was about to come before stopping and returning to her entrance. I did this a few times until I could hear the frustration in her groans. I took my fingers and slid two of them inside her, stroking that sweet spot in the 'come hither' motion while I sucked her clit. I could tell she was getting close, my fingers worked her faster while her hands went into my hair and pulled me closer into her. I worked her clit as hard as I could while I felt her orgasm ripple through her, I felt her knees buckle and I stood up to support her after kissing her clit one last time.

 

She took my face in her hands and kissed me, obviously not caring that I tasted of her. Which, again, was hot. I started to grind up against her, I didn't mean it to be a hint but she got to her knees before I had a chance to squeeze in another kiss. She works me so well, like a pro, she knows exactly when to ease up on my clit. Her tongue darts in and out of my entrance and I struggle to keep it together. This is the hottest experience I've ever had. I always thought if I had sex in these showers it would be with a guy. Her tongue is flicking my clit so firmly that I can feel my orgasm building instantly. She's obviously after pay back because she teases my orgasm up and then drops me back down. I keep my hands in her hair, stroking until she builds me up to that point, then I start to clench my fists in her hair. Her fingers start to work me and my orgasm starts to build harder than before. I try and keep quiet but I end up panting her name, over and over, she picks up her pace and I know she's going to let me come this time. My orgasm is so intense, it's so hard to not fall to the floor or scream out. When she's worked any remaining trembles out of me she stands back up and I kiss her the same way she kissed me after I went down on her. It was so hot, that we both had the taste of each other on our lips. We kissed softly until my breathing returned to normal. I gently stroked her sides as our kisses slowed to gentle pecks.

 

Without saying a word, I nudged her back under the water and helped wash the now dry shampoo out of her hair. She kept her eyes on me as I concentrated on her hair and when I was done she did the same for me. It was possibly more erotic than what we'd just done. It was sweet, no words needed to be said. We were just basking in the moment we'd just shared. I tilted her chin up with my fingertip to give her one last kiss before handing her her towel and grabbing mine. 

 

I reluctantly stepped out of the shower, my legs still feeling like jelly. It wasn't awkward but we dried and dressed in comfortable silence, just exchanging the odd smirk and occasion sigh. When we both finished dressing, we collected our bags and stood to face each other. I grabbed the strap of the gym bag she had across her shoulder and pulled her in again for a kiss. It was a firm but sweet kiss. I could feel myself getting turned on again, the pace got quicker before there was a knock on the door and we broke apart. A guy shouted through the door "Are you decent ladies?", she shouted "Yeah" as I muttered "No", we shared a giggle before walking towards the door to pass the guy wanting to get in. 

 

As we walked to the car park we didn't talk about what just happened. I asked if she was working today, turns out she wasn't, she just came to practice with us. My heart warmed slightly at that thought, that maybe she was excited to see me too and that's why she came here on her day off. Her car was parked before mine so as we got to hers we turned to say goodbye. "Well, see you next training then." She said to me with a smirk. "Yeah, guess so, have a good week." I said with a wink. We both exchanged a last 'Bye' as I turned to walk towards my car, I glanced behind me to find her still watching me walk away, I flashed her a smile again. Training was about to get a lot more fun...

 

By The Saucy Owl
4th October 2015
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