A public display (Lesbian, Teen/Teen, Sports event)

It was the best day of Jennifer’s life. She had just turned 18, she had magnificent, completely natural breasts, and she had a girlfriend with breasts on par with hers. Today, she was going to attend a Red Sox game with Miranda, her girlfriend. She wasn’t planning on wearing a bra to this game, because, she knew she wouldn’t want to waste anytime later. She and Miranda were planning on going all the way tonight, on Jen’s 18th birthday, after seeing the BoSox play the Kansas City Royals at Fenway Park. She arrived at Miranda’s house, ready for the start of a great night. Miranda came to the door topless. She was encouraged to not cover herself up at home because her father was long dead, and she only had sisters, who were all also lesbians. Her mother was just as stunning as Miranda was, and had have been telling Miranda what to expect that night (she knew what Miranda and Jen were planning – it was her idea, in fact). Miranda’s mother was completely naked, showing everything from a pair of wonderful looking breasts, to what appeared to be a freshly shamen pussy. Jen waited in the living room for Miranda to put a shirt on. She picked the tightest thing she could find (a black Tank top that said ‘Born to Fuck women’ on it in pink) Jen and Miranda set off for the Sox Game. They arrived at historic Fenway park, entered Yawkey way, where they each bought a Hat and a shirt. They walked through the stands to their seats: right behind the home dugout. Not even a row back! They were so close that if it was quiet enough (Never would be during a game!) they could talk to the players. The game was enjoyable enough, but by the 5th inning, Jen and Miranda had been itching for each other for a while. Carefully positioning her hand on Miranda’s Pussy, as if to say ‘don’t you wish this game was going faster’…

End of part one.
(the score of the game is Red Sox 3, Kansas City 2 in the 5th inning — incase anyone is keeping score :])
 

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