Craig and Carrie, Chapter 12 - Sex Stories

Craig and Carrie, Chapter 12

... playing her heart out. He nodded. “WALLACE!” the sound echoed across the field. Carrie jumped. “You go in for Izzy. Petrowski, you go in for Julia at mid. Julia, take a breather.” Carrie was out of her warm-ups in 5 seconds flat and running on for the free kick where the foul had taken place. Anna would be taking the kick and then falling back. Anna pulled Carrie to her. “The outside defender is slow . . . you can beat her . . . when I get an opening, the ball is going all the way to the corner . . . YOU BEAT HER THERE . . . and then cross it, K?” Carrie nodded. She might take the upper hand when it came to their sexual activity, but Anna was definitely in charge on the soccer field. *** *** *** Only 4 minutes remaining and both groups of parents were anxious. If it ended in a tie, the Monarchs would advance, because they had a better goal differential. The Red Devils needed a goal. Period. The ref crew was letting more go now as the intensity grew. Arms were swinging, holding, locking up opponents. Shoulders were chucked into shoulders behind the play; girls were going down to the ground left and right. Anna was out of position but found herself in open space and with the ball on the left side near midfield. She darted through an opening, knowing Carrie would be watching for her, and kicked the ball in a long lazy arc toward the far right corner. Toughness was not one of Carrie’s strong suits. Speed and some ball skill . . . plus a shot that was ok. That’s how she made the ...

... team. That’s why she sat a lot when they played physical teams. But this was a footrace . . . and she felt she could run like a deer. The sun had gone back behind a cloud and a chill wind whistled in her ears as she raced to the corner. She couldn’t hear anything else. All she saw was the ball, bouncing, then rolling, about to go out of play . . . GET THERE! She got there; just nudged the ball lightly with the inside of her right foot to bring it back on line and then 5 more yards to the end line. Then she could hear that slower Monarch defender closing in. She wound up for a big kick to cross it, the defender jumped to try to get in the path of the pass, and Carrie just juked and dribbled around her as she flew past, carrying the ball toward the goal. Defending along the goal line is not easy. Carrie was inside the penalty area within 1 second, so any foul on her would be an automatic Penalty Kick. You also don’t want to just kick it out of play, because that would give them a corner kick . . . how a lot of goals are scored. So Carrie danced on the balls of her feet for 15 yards, looking like she was going to shoot, finding that opening between the goalie and the post . . . then she casually passed the ball to the top of the penalty arc, where Anna had just arrived at a full sprint. Her shot took off like a rocket, rung the underside of the crossbar like a bell, and bounced down three feet inside the net. The entire team was jumping up and down in a group hug around Anna. ...