Carribeancom Cup Part2 – Scene 1
The sun hung high in the cloudless sky, its golden rays baking the lush grass of the soccer field. The field was abuzz with activity, players from opposing teams warming up, stretching their muscles in anticipation of the big match. But among them, a naughty postseason amidst the bustling sports scene.
She was a bombshell in a soccer uniform, her toned legs accentuated by the shorts, her perky breasts jiggling with each step, barely contained by the tight jersey. Her hair was tied back into pigtails that swung with each eager stride. Yes, she was indeed a sight to behold.
Her name was Carla, a first-year player on the women’s soccer team. Fresh out of college, Carla had come to take the sports world by storm—or so she thought. Little did she know, her naughty secret would be the talk of the town.
Carla had always been a freak for public displays of affection and a secret lover of vibrators, ever since she got her first one as a birthday present from her best friend. The way the toy buzzed against her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body, was something she couldn’t resist.
Today, with a bit of convincing and a sneaky slip, she managed to get her trusty vibrator past security. Now, she’s walking out onto the field, her secret weapon nestled snugly between her thighs, hidden by her shorts.
As the whistle blew and the game began, Carla found herself on the sidelines, her eyes scanning the crowd. She could see the college boys, their eyes glued to her, drooling over her youthful body. She grinned to herself, knowing what she was about to do.
Flashing a coy smile at the boys in the stands, Carla slipped a hand into her shorts, her fingers grazing against the smooth, hard plastic of her vibrator. She could feel the vibrations starting to intensify as she turned it on, the sensation sending shivers down her spine.
Her team was winning, and everyone was too focused on the game to notice what Carla was up to. She continued to tease herself, her pussy growing wetter with each passing minute. The combination of the vibrator buzzing against her clit and the sound of the crowd cheering her team on was almost too much for her to handle.
As her team scored another goal, Carla couldn’t hold back any longer. She let out a moan as the vibrator sent her over the edge, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, soaking her shorts.
But she didn’t care. She wanted everyone to see what she was doing, to know that she was the one behind the huge scores, the one who brought the team to victory not only on the field but off it too.
As the game ended and her team rushed the field, Carla made sure to flash the boys in the stands one last grin before disappearing into the locker room. She knew they would be thinking about her for weeks to come, their minds filled with images of her bringing herself pleasure on the sidelines.
And as for Carla, well, she would be counting down the days until the next big game, already planning her next claim to fame. After all, there’s always room for more naughty postseason play on the soccer field.
