Craig and Carrie, Chapter 12 - Sex Stories

Craig and Carrie, Chapter 12

... from the nightstand. “I need a picture of this!” The girls turned back to him, shamelessly naked, and put their arms around each other’s waists and posed for Craig. He turned the phone to get their full lengths and made sure he had it set on a high pixel count . . . this one should be a fucking poster, he thought. Anna, with her newly smooth pussy and his baby girl . . . gorgeous . . . just fucking gorgeous. He took two pictures, checking to make sure they were lit properly and in focus. “You gonna jerk off to those at work next week, Craig?” Anna joked and reached for her bag. “Maybe I will” Craig said defiantly. “Now go get ready.” *** *** *** By the time they’d arrived at the soccer complex where the tournament was taking place, the girls had transformed themselves from sex kittens to athletes. Tight sports bras, red and black uniforms, shin guards slipped under socks that were thick, bright red and almost up to their knees. Hair bundled into the requisite ponytail. Carrie’s cleats were black with neon green, Anna’s were fluorescent orange. They grabbed their bags and water bottles and headed toward the bench where their team was starting to gather and stretch in the cool damp of morning. Craig zipped his light jacket and headed over to the group of team moms and dads with his 20-oz. coffee to help keep him warm. The standard greetings and small talk commenced. *** *** *** Anna was, once again, the workhorse for the team. She only came out with about 15 minutes ...

... remaining in the first match because they were up 3-0 and coach wanted to give her backup some playing time. Carrie played about half the match; she earned an assist and managed to take two shots on goal to boot. Craig was so proud of both of them as he pulled them into hugs afterward and then headed to find a coffee shop for some hot cocoa . . . and another 20-oz’er for him. Fall was definitely in full swing and the morning nip was not leaving the air. The girls put on their nylon warm-up pants and jackets against the chill. Next match was at 1:00 and he figured they should eat a little something, so they went to a local grocery store chain that was the size of a Walmart. It had a café inside with a full buffet, soup and salad bar. The girls just stayed in uniform and slurped chicken noodle soup, chatting and looking forward to getting back out on the field. “This next team we play, the Monarchs, is undefeated” Carrie informed Craig. “Did your coach get a look at them?” “Didn’t have a chance” Anna said. “They played at the same time we did this morning . . . but it won’t be any easy one, that’s for sure. They beat Dover 6-1 . . . and we TIED Dover during the season.” *** *** *** Midway through the second half and the sun was finally warming the stands where Craig sat, with about 45 moms, dads, sisters, brothers and grandparents from their team. A good crowd had made the trip. The other team’s followers were keeping their distance thirty yards away, also grouped together on the ...