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This is the fifth story which features Phil, Lisa and Nicole. It's the
fourth in the series of five, so you might want to try them all.
The Two Birds and a Bloke Series
1. "Housewarming Party"
2. "Sunday Lunch"
3. "Physical Education"
4. "The Football Match"
5. "After the Match"
Revison 1.2
Origional posted in August 1998
Comments can be sent to either of these
two addresses
kce63@dial.pipex.com
marky92@hotmail.com
**Disclaimer
This story is of an adult nature, and is intended for people over the
age of 18 (in the UK at least). If you are not old enough to read
this in your country, then don't. It as simple as that. Same goes
for people who are offended by this type of material. No-one if
forcing you to read it, if you don't like it, don't read it.
**Special note
I'm English not American, but still, with the bombardment of American
images that we receive in this country on TV and in films, I get
confused from time to time. It's not my fault, blame the media!!!
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The Football Match
A Two Birds and a Bloke Story
by marky
(c) Copyright 1998 marky
Phil was a football nut, at least he had been back North. While
living in Leeds, he had been a season ticket holder at Ellend Road.
He had also only missed fifteen away games in three years.
When his job took him to London, in the middle of the football
season, he had to sell his season ticket. He hadn't been to a footy
game since.
It wasn't as if there weren't teams he could go and see. Stamford
Bridge, and Chelsea's cosmopolitan team, was very close. Arsenal and
Spurs were also in the top flight. He just couldn't bring himself to
go and watch 'the enemy'.
He considered going to watch one of the lower division clubs, but he
missed Leeds United. He instead contented himself watching footy on
the box. He subscribed to SKY Sports and its wealth of coverage, but
still he missed his beloved Lilly Whites.
Lisa and Nicole were also footy fans. Lisa claimed to be a Man Utd
supporter, despite not being from Manchester. Nicole didn't profess
to have a favorite team. She just liked some of the men that played.
They had both got behind England in France 98, and both been upset
after the Penalty that put them out. Neither girl could join the
press in blaming Beckham. Lisa wouldn't have it 'cause he played for
United, and Nicole just thought he was too cute to blame. Phil put
the blame squarely on 'Becks' young shoulders.
And so every Sunday afternoon the 3 of them would gather in Phil's
lounge and watch the eight hour footyfest on SKY Sports. Of course
on Monday nights they watched the match in the pub, but Phil was just
glad to have someone to watch with who didn't insist on telling the
players, managers and referees how to do their job. He also enjoyed
sharing his love of the game with someone willing to listen to his
theories on 4-4-2 against the sweeper system.
In the first few weeks after Phil moved into the flat, his
relationship with the two girls from across the hall had been all
about sex. It had now however become one of very strong friendship.
So when Phil told the girls that Leeds were coming to play Chelsea in
a few weeks, he wasn't surprised when Nicole offered to go to the
match with him. He knew Lisa wouldn't want to go, since 'The Reds'
weren't playing, but he was more than happy to take Nicole along.
Phil rang one of his friends from Leeds and asked him to arrange for
two tickets to the game in the Leeds supporters end.
"Two tickets?" he friend sounded surprised.
"Yeah, two." said Phil.
"Your not planning to bring some soft southern bastard to the match
are you?"
"I'm bringing a friend, yes."
"I hate southerners." his friend said.
"Trust me, you'll like this one. SHE is lovely."
"Your bringing a wench." he friend said, "My man."
"Can you get the tickets?"
"Sure. I'll get them next to me and the boys."
"See you Saturday."
Saturday came quickly, and Phil dressed himself in a Leeds top and
jeans, and called on Nicole. She answered the door dressed in jeans
and a lacy white bra. Phil admired her 38-D boobs, as he always did
when he saw them. They were full, round and a deep, rich tan colour.
The way the colour of her skin contrasted with her milky white bra
was a sight to make men go weak at the knees.
"Phil," she whined, "What do I wear."
"You look just fine are you are." Phil ventured.
"Silly." giggled Nicole, then regained her composure and continued,
"Aghh, what do I wear!!"
"I can lend you a Leeds top if you want." said Phil, "We'll be
surrounded by Leeds supporters so they'll appreciate the gesture and
you'll fit in."
"Like the one you've got on."
"Well last seasons version anyway. I'll run and get it."
He fetched the jersey and Nicole slid it over her head. The kit
sponsor's logo on the right, and the club badge on the left, were
given prominence by their position on Nicole's tits. The name of the
clubs main sponsor was stretched across them, just below the level of
her nipples.
While Phil generally liked to wear his football gear a little baggy,
the top only just managed to contain Nicole. It was designed for men
and not women after all.
"Fits just right." said Phil, who loved the way it made Nicole's
boobs look even bigger.
"It's a bit tight." said Nicole.
"Trust me, it looks great." he said.
The two left the building and began the walk to Stamford Bridge.
Phil felt proud to be walking down the street with Nicole hanging
onto his arm. He put a spring in his step, which put a spring in
Nicole's step, which in turn made her tits bounce slightly inside
Phil's footy top.
"We have to meet Tony at 'The Ferret and Spud'" said Phil, "He's got
our tickets. At least he should have, or I'll kill him."
'The Ferret and Spud' was not the most convenient pub for Stamford
Bridge, being a good quarter of an hour walk away. It was Phil's
local however, and more importantly, neutral ground. Phil had told
the landlord to expect a Northern invasion, and the landlord offered
him a free drink if his mates came back after the game and drank
enough. Phil was looking forward to his free beer.
They arrived at the pub to find Phil's friends already there. He
ordered a drink for himself and Nicole, and set about greeting his
mates. They all hugged, slapped each other on the back and generally
acted as macho assholes do in this situation.
"So who's the bird?" Tony asked.
"Tony," Phil said showing off Nicole like a prize, "This is Nicole,
she lives in the flat opposite me. Her flatmate is just as stunning,
but she's one of them dodgy Man U supporters who's never been north
of Watford let alone been to Old Trafford."
Tony wasn't listening, he was transfixed by the way Nicole wore
Phil's top.
"Hi," he said to her chest and offering his hand, "I'm Tony."
"Hi," said Nicole shaking his hand and moving his head upwards to
face her, "Nicole." she introduced herself, "I think this top is a
bit tight. What do you think?"
"It's great." said Tony, "Just great. What do you guys think?" he
addressed the other men in the group.
A chorus of approval followed.
"So are you two an item?" asked Tony, "Where did you find her?"
"No," said Phil, "and I already said that she lives opposite me. You
probably didn't hear me. I know you can't do anything else when
looking at Nicky's tits."
"They're good aren't they." said Nicole jiggling them a little, "And
they get me out of speeding tickets."
There was barely time to finish drinks before they were leaving for
the match.
Nicole was delighted with the attention she was receiving from all
the men around her. There was fifteen in the group, and they all
introduced themselves to her personally. When they got to their
seats in the ground, several rows back from the pitch, she found
there was a lot of glances back in her direction. To cap it all, as
the Giant Screen showed shots of the crowed before the teams came
out, Nicole appeared twice, receiving a huge cheer from the crowd the
second time, since she chose to lift up her top, exposing her
gorgeous tanned domes against her white bra. Nicole was proud of her
body, and not afraid to show it off.
The game eventually started, and the guys settled down to watch it.
They still paid a fair bit of attention to Nicole during the lapses
in the on-pitch action.
It was a cracking match, lots of action and shots at goal.
Nevertheless, as half-time approached, it was still nil-nil.
With around five minutes left in the half, Nicole turned to Phil.
"Phil. I need the loo. Do you know where they are?"
"Couldn't tell ya girl. Last time I came here they stuck us in a
different stand."
"Ohhh. I need to go now!"
"Tell you what. I'll come with you and find them. With any luck, we
can get at the front of the queue for a pie on the way back."
Phil stood and began pushing his way to the aisle. He was followed
by Nicole. As they went past people who were still trying to watch
the game, they would rise out of their seats to make it easier to get
by. Still, there wasn't that much room, and as a thank you for
letting her past, Nicole maid sure that she brushed against the
gracious men with either her arse or her tits. By the time she made
it to the aisle, she was getting quite horny.
The couple made their way into the concourse underneath the stand
they had been sitting in, which housed a number of amenities, from a
snack bar, to a betting shop.
"There's the Gents." said Phil pointing. "The ladies must be close."
"It's not." said Nicole, "It's all the way down there." she pointed
to the far end.
"Better walk quick then." said Phil.
"I can't wait 'till I get down there." said Nicole sounding panicky.
"I know. If I slip in here, will you watch out for me."
"I can't be hanging around in the bogs. Will what people think."
"Well pretend your taking a long piss." said Nicole desperately.
Nicole slipped into the men's toilets, and into a cubicle. Phil went
over to a urinal, even though he had no need to. After a few
minutes, during which thankfully no-one had walked in, Phil was
becoming curious as to what Nicole was upto. He walked over to the
cubicle she was in, and knocked on the door.
"Nicky." he whispered. "How much longer are you gonna be."
The door lock clicked and the door opened slightly. A long slender
finger beckoned to Phil.
"Actually, I'm done. But I want you to come here."
Phil slipped into the confined space of the cubicle.
"All day," said Nicole, "your friends have been eyeing me up."
"I'm sorry about them."
"No, don't be. I like it. There's just one problem. It's making me
horny as hell. I need to be fucked now, and your the man to do it."
"Here." said Phil, "But the whistle will have gone by now, this place
will be packed soon."
"I know." said Nicole, "I've always wanted to fuck in the gents, with
people just outside the cubicle. I'll be quiet, I promise."
"I don't know if I can stay quiet." said Phil.
Nicole took that response as a 'Yes', and reached for Phil's denims.
She began to unbutton them as quickly as she could. When they were
opened wide enough, Nicole pulled down his jeans. His boxers quickly
followed. Phil's cock was still only semi-hard when Nicole took it
in her hand.
"What's wrong, afraid of getting caught?" she said.
"Nothing wrong," said Phil, "Just a little surprised that's all."
Nicole began to massage Phil's member, which was rapidly filling with
blood. With her free hand she tried to undo the button and zipper of
her own jeans. Phil moved his hands up inside her football top,
found her tits and began to flick at her nipples. He had learned
over the past few weeks that this turned Nicole on no-end. She had
been know to come just because Phil and Lisa played with her nipples.
Nicole got her jeans and panties down, and lifted a leg to rest it on
the toilet seat. This gave Phil access to her dripping pussy, and he
moved into position so that he could slip his now hard prick into
her.
There were now noises coming from the other side of the cubicle, as
the supporters took advantage of the half-time break to empty their
bladders.
Phil rubbed his cock over Nicole's pussy lips, teasing her. She
looked at him accusingly, and he gave in, inching his solid organ
into her, until it was buried deep inside her cunt. Slowly he began
to thrust, pulling out all the way before thrusting back in with
force.
Nicole's breath became heavier, and Phil was worried that someone
might hear. He clamped a hand hard over her mouth to muffle the
sounds she was making. She looked at him shocked, and he shook his
head, holding up a finger to his lips to indicate that she should be
quiet.
All the time he was thrusting into her, but the position made it
difficult. He decided he had had enough of struggling, so he pulled
out of her. The look in her eyes cried, "No, Don't STOP!", but Phil
wasn't about to.
He turned Nicole around to face the wall. She understood, and rested
her hands on the wall. She still had a foot resting on the toilet
bowl. Phil placed one hand on Nicole's hip, and covered her mouth
with the other. He knew she was noisy during orgasm, and didn't want
to risk the rest of the people in the room to hearing her. He slid
back into her, and found it now much easier to thrust away. And this
he did. Forcefully. He kept up a rapid pace, and with each thrust
Nicole pushed her cute ass back against him. He knew he wouldn't
last long, and when he did finally empty his load deep in Nicole's
cunt, he tried to make as little noise as possible. There were still
a few people using the toilets.
The two of them hurriedly got dressed again, which was difficult in
the confined space of the cubicle. When they were ready, Nicole gave
Phil a big kiss full on the lips.
"Thank you." she mouthed.
Phil opened the door of the cubicle and peeped out. There was just
one man at the urinals. Phil slipped out and went to the sink to
wash his hands, followed by Nicole.
The man looked at them, probably recognizing Nicole from her
performance on the giant screen before the match, and she smiled back
at him. She had a healthy just-fucked glow, and the man could tell.
After washing up, and checking her hair in the mirror, Nicole boldly
walked out of the room. Phil followed her, looking at the man by the
urinal as he left and smiling. They went back to their seats, just
in time for the second half to start.
"Where have you been?" Tony asked Phil.
"Bog." said Phil.
"Well you missed a cracking goal. Just before half time."
"Fuck." said Phil.
Phil turned to Nicole and whispered, "Because of you, I missed our
team score."
"Sorry." said Nicole in a little girl voice.
"Don't worry," said Phil, "It was worth it."
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**Copyright Notice
This work is Copyright 1998 Marky Everitt. You may keep a copy in a
personal archive, electronic or otherwise, as long as it is for
personal use only (Personal being you and friends/family/partner, but
not the general public).
Feel free to repost in the newsgroup you found it or any other
appropriate newsgroup, but I would appreciate an e-mail telling me
you have reposted :->
This story should not, under any circumstances be used to make a
profit by anyone other than the author and copyright holder.
This story may or may not be based on actual events, real or
otherwise. The names of the people and places involved may or may
not have been changed to protect the innocent and/or guilty. It may
or may not be based on material that the author has or has not read,
seen, or otherwise experienced, in the past, present and/or future.
Any similarity between actual people and/or places, real or
otherwise, is probably coincidental, but on the other hand....
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Well I can't say I'm completely surprised,
You'll bonk anything won't you lister.
Rimmer - Red Dwarf
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