More Novices: “Fourteenth Hole”, by Gark
Rachel & Janine (from the original “Novices” series) drive home together late at night after a heavy thunderstorm. [Told from Rachel’s point of view.]
In the total darkness, I made a mad dash for the car, but was drenched thoroughly by the torrential rainstorm, even though the car was but a few feet away. I screamed wildly in exasperation fumbling with the keys, trying to unlock the door, becoming completely soaked in the process. Finally I got the key ‘home’ and unlocked the door. I slid inside and a gust of wind blew sheets of rain into the car. I slammed the door shut & flipped on the overhead light, and saw water all around me on the car seat. I quickly leaned over and unlocked the passenger door, then honked the horn. At the signal, Janine came running. As she reached for the handle, I re-locked the door, reluctant to be the only one drenched. Janine screamed like a banshee as the rain pelted her. I didn’t need to wait long for her to be soaked, and then I let her in.
Janine slid inside, plopped down next to me, and glared wickedly, saying, “You’re in for it this time, Rachel. Just wait ‘til I get my hands on you!”
“That sounds like fun!” I replied, giggling wildly.
Janine struck first and soon we were tussling around in the front seat of the car. But this wasn’t much of a location for a wrestle-fight and it soon fizzled out. We must have looked like a couple of drowned rats. Our hair was soaked and scraggly. Our make-up was runny and our clothes were so thoroughly soaked that they clung tightly to our bodies. I hunted for my keys, which had become lost in the tussle. I couldn’t help but notice Janine’s light colored blouse clinging to her chest, which had become transparent from the wetness. Her nipples were fully erect and protruding through the fabric, fully visible, even in the dim light within the car. I wanted her badly. More precisely, I wanted to wrestle-fight with her badly! Unfortunately, this was definitely not the right place.
I presumed that the right place would be back at the apartment we shared, so I fired up the car and pointed it towards home. Janine and I had been living together for about five weeks now, and things had gone pretty smoothly. Sure, we had our share of arguments, which in our case was a good thing, as a wrestle-fight always ensued. The fights varied substantially in style, clothing and rules, but the finale was always the same - the winner of the fight also ‘won’ the argument that had predicated it, and could have their way in whatever had been contested. Tonight would be the same, one way or another, and I was already fairly aroused.
But what would await us when we got home? The electrical storm had wreaked havoc on the area, dumping torrents of rain. The power had gone out a short time later, effectively ending the party we had been attending. People had fumbled around for a while in the dark before giving up and going home to attend to their own storm problems. The electrical part of the storm had subsided by that point, but the rain continued to fall in pelts.
So, that left us soaked to the skin, driving home in my car. At least it was still a warm night, so we weren’t cold in the least. In fact, it felt rather good to be completely soaked in the warm night air. As we drove along, I could see that the power outage was quite extensive. None of the streetlights or stoplights was lit, gas stations were dark, etc., etc. Our apartment was probably dark, too, although for what we had planned, that probably wouldn’t much matter.
Chapter 3B - Fairview Golf Course
As we drove along, the rain abruptly subsided, and we could actually see the half-moon directly above. The night was still dreadfully dark, though, with the power out and all. Continuing, we passed alongside the Fairview golf course. It was a public course, which I was quite familiar with, having played there many times. Inspiration struck suddenly, and I swung the car off the road into a parking lot nearby.
I looked over at Janine, and asked, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Way ahead of you on that one,” she replied, peeling off her blouse, and slipping her shorts & panties down to her ankles, then tossing them into the back seat. I quickly followed suit and we were soon both naked as jaybirds sitting in the front seat of my car. I reached for the overhead light and flipped it to the “Always OFF” position just before Janine squealed, “Catch me if you can!” Then she flew the door open and peeled off down the fourteenth fairway.
I opened my door and took off after her as fast as I could. It was pretty dark, but I could see her bobbing, naked white ass not too far ahead. It never occurred to me as odd, one naked female chasing another naked female across a golf course in the middle of the night. In fact, this sort of thing was quite normal for the two of us.
But we had never raced before, so I wasn’t sure who was faster. Maybe I was the faster, as I soon caught up with her, tackling her with my arms around her waist from behind. We both fell to the ground, but we didn’t stop there. The beautifully manicured fairway held about an inch of water on its surface, and we slid like a couple of sea otters once we landed, our bodies entangled together. After what must have been at least 15 feet, we finally came to a halt, somewhat surprised by it all.
But that was only for a moment as Janine quickly overpowered me, knocking me onto my back in the wet grass. She jumped on top, and the battle was on as we rolled to and fro locked together. It would be ‘no rules’ tonight, but we both knew the other’s comfort level, and could trust the other to stay within it as we explored a new way to fight.
Soon, I flipped Janine off me and tried to jump on her back as she laid face down on the soft, wet grass. I landed with my pelvis square on her bare rump and we skidded across the grass a few more feet. Janine squealed as the weight of my body pressed her crotch hard against the wet grass as we skidded along. From the sound of it, Janine had enjoyed the sensation quite a lot.
Janine was ‘stunned’ for the moment, so I rolled her onto her back, climbed aboard, and straddled her at the waist. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard, a move we both enjoyed. Janine quickly reached up and grabbed my breasts. I gasped as Janine squeezed hard in return. I had the decided advantage being on top, but Janine was no pushover. We gasped and grimaced, soaking wet upon the grass, desperately trying to force a submission from the other. From our many encounters, our breasts had become conditioned to a lot of pain, so it wasn’t easy for either of us to obtain a submission. But Janine was on the losing end of this hold and I figured I’d soon have her.
But I wasn’t counting on Janine bridging her butt and pulling my body down against her. We met breasts-to-breasts, another favorite move, and were soon grinding our breasts against the other’s. I could feel Janine’s rock-hard nipples against my equally rock-hard nipples as we breast battled. Our legs naturally entwined with our arms wrapped around the other. Eventually we landed on our sides, still locked together along the full length of our bodies. My hands found her butt and I squeezed hard on her cheeks. I’d never done that before and Janine startled just enough for me to roll her once again onto her back. This time, as I climbed atop of her, I went for a Schoolgirl Pin, which quickly turned into a face-sit. Janine thrashed around below me, but she couldn’t get free. I pressed my sopping wet pussy against her face, and she soon settled down, as her very practiced tongue began to stroke away at my very aroused clit. It didn’t take long before I was screaming, convulsing in waves of pleasure.
After a moment, I lay down atop Janine, making full body contact with her from head to toe. I calmed somewhat as we lay there kissing each other softly. I knew it was strange being out on the soaking wet fairway of the golf course, fighting and smooching, totally naked. But it felt right, so I didn’t give it much thought. Besides, it was totally dark, except for the half moon, and nobody was around to see or hear us.
Finally, I had calmed enough and was ready for more. I had to give Janine an opportunity to even the score. I jumped up off her and took off down the fairway, yelling at her prone body, “Now catch me if you can!!”
I gave no thought to my nakedness as I streaked off down the fairway. The fourteenth hole was over 450 yards, and we had started our wrestle-fight not far from the tee. I was over half of the way to the green, maybe 20 yards short of a small hill, when I heard Janine’s sloshing feet close behind me. I had sprinted about 200+ yards, finally slowing down as I lost my wind. I was the better sprinter, but Janine had paced herself better and was approaching fast from behind. I tried to dodge to the side, but was a second too late as Janine grabbed around the waist and tackled me hard to the grass. This time we slid along the grass and it was my pussy sliding across the wet grass. It was a wild sensation, and I let out a whoop of exultation!!
As we came to a stop, Janine was lying on my back. She soon had me in a headlock, her arm wrapped around my neck from behind, and rolled us over so her back was to the wet grass. I lay atop her facing away, still in the headlock, but now with her legs scissoring my waist. Soon her free hand was clutching my left breast, and I was trying to pull her hand away with my free hand. My breast was being pulled and squeezed inexorably, and I soon decided it was better to just let her squeeze and not pull at her hand. This limited the pain somewhat, allowing me to concentrate on escape.
But her legs were tightly around my waist. Janine was familiar enough with my moves by now, that she squeezed her legs ever tighter anticipating my escape attempt. All I managed to do was roll to the side, but I was still caught fast. She still had one arm applying a headlock, the other hand squeezing my left breast and her two legs squeezing hard on my waist. And after the long sprint, I had no reserves left to fight her off. Finally, I knew I had to give. “I submit,” I finally conceded.
“Good!” she replied, releasing me. “Now roll over and pay the price of submission.”
I knew what that meant as I rolled onto my back submissively. Janine quickly sat astride me, her wet rump sliding easily across my breasts as she brought forth her drenched pussy for me to service. It didn’t take long for my tongue to render her senseless, writhing on top of me, convulsing in orgasm.
Afterwards, we lay there in the wet grass, a warm summer breeze keeping us from getting cold. After a few minutes, Janine asked, “What do you think? We’re tied at one each. Are you game for one more round?”
“Yep,” I told her. “This is a lot of fun. I’m good for another go at it. But no chasing around this time. Let’s fight right here.”
“Okay, let’s go!” she said, getting to her knees.
I got up to my knees, too, and faced her. “Start with a tit fight?” I asked.
Janine nodded her consent and we soon were squeezing and groping hard at the other’s breasts. I liked the hold on multiple levels - I liked to inflict pain upon Janine, but I also like the way she inflicted an equal amount of pain back upon me. We’d discussed this several times, and understood each other very well. Janine liked to tit fight for the same reasons I did. So, we weren’t worried about hurting the other. We knew each other’s likes, dislikes and limits.
Our bodies writhed sideways and back as we kneeled there in the grass, squeezing the other’s breasts as hard as we could, trying to gain some sort of advantage. Then we worked our way to a standing position, still squeezing hard. Soon, we were maneuvering around, pushing and shoving as we continued to squeeze. Before I knew it, we were on top of the small hill above the green. Before I realized what was going on, we tumbled over the edge and down the hill.
Instinctively I released her, but Janine had a better idea and grabbed around me front-to-front with her arms. I then did the same in return. We landed on the hill, arms locked around the other, sliding downwards, headfirst, at a pretty good clip. Janine squealed with delight as she rode atop of me. Soon, I rolled her over, and rode atop her the rest of the way down the hill, squealing loudly as well.
We came to a stop and tumbled apart. We were both dizzy and couldn’t stand or even kneel. We slithered on the ground towards the other and moved to a clinch. We lay on our sides, facing each other, body to body, as we had countless times before. We both knew what to do as we wrapped one arm around each other at the shoulders, and then positioned the other arm to finger-stroke the other’s clit.
I had long lost count, but we were probably about tied in this type of finale. We were both very susceptible in this position, which is why we liked it so much. Soon we were kissing, then French kissing passionately. Our breasts heaved against each other’s in exertion, as we finger-stroked the other’s clit.
Janine was moaning loudly, but so was I!! I held my breath, trying to stave off the inevitable orgasm, which was inexorably roaring its way to the forefront of my consciousness. Janine was holding her breath, too, a sign she was on the verge as well.
We both went for broke as our respective climaxes rapidly approached, still holding our breath. We finger-stroked and kissed and ground our breasts together, trying to finish the other off first. But Janine proved to be the more resistant tonight as I exploded in orgasm, gasping for breath and screaming loudly as I convulsed in waves of pleasure that engulfed my entire being. But I didn’t let up on Janine, finishing her off within a few seconds more. Soon, we were both screaming like banshees in ecstasy, gasping loudly for breath in between.
It was some time before we ‘recovered’ and sat up to appraise the other. Janine was an absolute mess, naked, covered from head to toe with slivers of grass, hair totally disheveled, and eye makeup so runny that it was just dark streaks. But surprisingly, Janine still looked pretty good. Her heaving breasts, slender waist and curvaceous hips somehow were still alluring, even in her current state of disarray. Janine was looking me over as well, and our lips soon met for a brief moment.
Then we got up and walked towards my car, several hundred yards away. When we were about 30 yards from the car, unfortunately the city power came back on. Thankfully, there were no lights on the golf course, but the parking lot was well lit. And then I saw it! There was a small pickup truck parked a few feet from my car!
Oh my God! Someone was sitting on the hood of the pickup truck watching us. Then I saw the pizza sign atop the truck, and looked closer at the guy. Of all people… It was Luke the pizza ‘boy’ we had encountered numerous times in the past.
Janine poked me in the side and whispered, “Just ignore him. Let’s get in the car as quickly as we can and leave.”
I nodded and we looked away from him and towards my car, trying not to make eye contact. But he couldn’t leave it alone, sliding off the truck to meet us.
“I arrived at the party just before the power went out. I saw the two of you and was walking over to talk to you, and then the lights went out and it was total darkness. I wanted to talk to you, but in the dark it was impossible. When you left, I figured I might as well go, too. I was maybe two minutes behind you on the road. When I saw your car in the lot, I had to stop and see if everything was OK, but just in case, I coasted into the lot with my headlights off. What I saw took me completely by surprise… the two of you were incredible.”
He blathered on for so long that Janine and I were dressed by now. I was still trying to ignore him, but he really didn’t seem so bad. I looked Luke over again, remembering how cute he was! He was about the same height as Janine and me, about 5' 11", kind of thin & wiry… and sexy as hell!
Janine was looking him over, too, realizing that at this point there was nothing to be done… he had seen all. Janine and I held hands, then kissed, letting him know we were a couple.
I looked him over from head to toe again, this time lingering on his crotch, finally noticing the large, wet splotch. I smiled and said, “Look’s like you had a little accident!”
Smiling in return, he replied, “Yeah… well… when I saw the two of you like that I couldn’t help myself.”
“We understand,” Janine replied. “Rachel and I have seen lots of female fighting web sites. We know that men really get off watching two women fight.”
“Guilty as charged,” he replied, suddenly very self-conscious. “Well, I don’t want to detain you any longer. After all, you’re probably wishing I wasn’t here right now.”
“At first maybe… but don’t worry about it. You didn’t see anything we’re ashamed of. It was all very natural, you know… between two consenting females,” Janine told him.
“Yeah, what she said,” I added.
“Okay, but I’m feeling more than a bit voyeuristic, watching as long as I did,” he replied guiltily. “I was actually pretty nearby most of the time, although it was hard to keep up with Rachel when she took off down the fairway. In fact, a low hanging tree branch almost nailed me as I raced along the side of the fairway trying to keep up.
Janine piped up quickly, “It’s okay. It doesn’t bother me at all. In fact…”
I cut her off, finishing her sentence, “In fact, it’s kind of exciting now, realizing that someone was watching the two of us.”
“Well, I’d like to watch again sometime, if you’d let me. I know the two of you are a couple… and I don’t want to interfere… but maybe I could be the referee, or something.”
“Maybe…” Janine teased.
“Yeah, maybe indeed,” I teased as well. “But the referee would have to…”
“Hey! You don’t have to tell him everything!” Janine chimed in, not letting me finish.
“Meaning exactly what!” Luke replied with a huge grin, sensing he would get nothing more out of us.. “OK… whatever… anything you guys want is fine with me!”
He pulled a notepad from the pickup truck, scribbled on a page, then tore it off and handed it to me. It was his name and phone number. Below he had scribbled ‘Referee?’
I tucked the note into my jeans, saying, “We’ll think it over.”
“Yeah, maybe we’ll be in touch,” Janine added.
“Okay, that’s all I can ask,” Luke replied, turning to get into the pickup, before speeding off.
Janine and I were soon in my car, heading home. She sat quite close to me as we went, letting me know we were a couple, even though this interloper had seemed quite interesting. We had discussed the possibility of male friends before. We were both bisexual, so having a man around wasn’t out of the question. But, Janine & I were a couple, at least for the present and foreseeable future.
“What do you think?” she asked first. “Should we have him over sometime when we fight?”
“I’m kind of interested,” I replied, pulling into the parking lot. “But I don’t want this to interfere with what we have, either.”
“Agreed. But the idea of having someone else watch us while we fight is kind of exciting!” she responded.
“Especially since we’ll make him strip off his clothes as we do ours!” I squealed excitedly.
“I think making Luke be the naked ref might be pretty interesting,” Janine chortled.
“Yeah. That’ll be the price of admission,” I replied.
“Yeah. And… he can bring the pizza, too!” Janine laughed loudly as we parked the car in the parking lot of our apartment building and stepped out.
I laughed with her, as we held hands, walking up the sidewalk of the apartment building. We saw Toni and Terri’s car as we passed by on the sidewalk. I silently wondered what they might be up to tonight in the apartment below ours.
Janine and I were both tired and disheveled, but managed to stagger into the shower and clean each other off before climbing into Janine’s queen-sized bed together. Janine and I had separate bedrooms, still keeping our options open I guess, but we usually slept together in one bed or the other. We didn’t really need such a large bed for sleeping, as we tended to snuggle up close together while we slept. But, a queen-sized bed was an excellent place to wrestle-fight!
The End