AR Returns Ch44

Breaks don’t last forever. And neither should midlife crises.

FUTA calls and Riley answers. There’s a part of her that wants to stay in Gurlberg and… she doesn’t know. Work as a fitness trainer like Adella. Things would be tight, but they could get by.

But if she stays with FUTA she can make a lot more money, and as passionate as she is about the women in her life, she’s also passionate about soccer.

FUTA campus is only a few hours from Gurlberg, but it might as well be on another planet. Lots of the girls are becoming celebrities: Chun, Lara, and Ingrid are every bit as well-known as Riley is. Chun is the new Adella in many ways; the one that everyone’s afraid of. People can’t just come and go from FUTA freely. Adella certainly can’t come and visit. Opportunities for physical contact are rare.

But in the modern age, that’s only a small barrier.

It’s simple enough to share a room at the Lodge with Max after a victory. Riley doesn’t know where Max goes on weekends, but she’s never in the room. That gives her plenty of privacy for video calls. And she needs that privacy tonight in particular because there is a part of herself that with all the stuff with Jess during the break, she’s been neglecting.

She slathers lube, probably more than she needs to, between her cheeks before she coats her fingers and starts to get to the important stuff.

“What are you doing?” Jess asks. The phone is flat on the bed a few feet away from where Riley is on all fours, warming herself up. Jess can only see the ceiling and occasional glimpses of Riley’s face.

“It’s a secret,” Riley replies distractedly. She hadn’t planned on being on a call while doing this, but it needs to be done. Adella is a big girl, and if Riley doesn’t regularly train, she simply can’t take it.

“What? Just tell me. I hear all these noises. Like I never saw you jerk off before.”

“I’m not jerking off. Where’s Stef?”

“Working.”

“Can you keep a secret?”

“Is that a joke?”

Riley has two fingers in, and that’s going pretty well. She grunts softly.

“I’m doing butt stuff,” she admits, and she hears Jess spit out her drink.

“What? Since when.”

“For a while. I have to put these plugs in once in a while to… keep it ready back there.”

“Does Adella know?”

“Of course. It’s her thing,” Riley replies, coating a plug.

“Wait, she fucks your ass?”

“You make it sound weird.” Riley bites her lip and concentrates, reaching back with the plug. “It’s like her favorite thing almost. Don’t tell anyone. Give me a second.” Riley pushes. She knows how this works: there’s discomfort as she gets to the wide part, then it’s in. She breathes, relaxes, and pushes.

“Oh my god,” Jess says, watching her. “Then maybe this isn’t a good time for me to mention that your mom’s coming over tomorrow.”

“Ah!” Riley twitches as the plug fully enters her. Her cock twitches and swings. She breathes hard. “Wait, what did you say?”