AR Day 9 - Thursday

On Thursday the team is allowed to wake up like normal people. Tiff comes in to clap her hands and get you all out of bed and getting cleaned up for breakfast. No activities, no early morning workout. Even though there is a lot of dumb reality TV shit at FUTA, it is still about soccer. Tomorrow is the first big game and you have to get ready. FUTA won't screw with you today.

At breakfast, you know something is going to happen because the camera people are there.

Lulu and Moxxi walk in. The announcers are all dressed up for TV while you and all the other players are not... you all have shorts and t-shirts on and everyone's hair is in a ponytail or something. Nobody has makeup on... but this is what FUTA is about. It just feels kind of voyeuristic this morning.

"Listen up, Ladies," Lulu announces in her no-nonsense way. "Let's talk about tomorrow. Pink versus Green. Red versus White. Blue versus Yellow."

The dining hall gets loud fast. This is a huge announcement, and so sudden! You know who you are playing against now... This is so big.

"Couple things," Moxxie says with a big smile. "You remember how winners get the lodge and losers don't? Let's talk about the details! Losers also have to give up their phones. Oh, and losers can't leave camp without being disqualified from the show, but winners still can under special circumstances." She is absolutely relishing this, but you and the others are all devastated.

Yeah... there was something about this in the contract, but you didn't think you would actually be **** to stay here while the show was shooting... and giving up your phone? You can't remember even going a day without it before. Now you won't be able to have it at all? Well, only if you lose...

"...and while winners go to the Lodge, losers go to a very special place!" Moxxi claps her hands excitedly. "So look forward to that."

They leave, and the dining hall is in chaos. It takes the coaches a minute to calm everyone down.

"Pull it together guys," Tiff says. "This isn't anything to freak out over. Be on the field in half an hour."

You and the others go back to the cabin to change and get ready. Now you have to practice, but your phone is ringing. You stop to answer it, watching Elena squeeze into some tight shorts.

"Riley!"

"Mom?" You are surprised she's calling so early. "What's wrong?"

"Well, it's about your dad," she says.

"Oh my God. Is he OK?" you ask.

"He's fine. He's getting married."

"What? What the fuck?" you say. "To you?"

"Of course not. It's someone new, but they got engaged yesterday and your sister says he hasn't told you."

"Oh my God." You close your eyes. Your dad is such a mess. "OK. Thanks for telling me. When's the wedding?" This will be your dad's third wife...

"Pretty soon. Are you doing OK?"

"I'm good. It just got real over here. It's gonna suck if we lose."

"Baby, it's sports. You'll lose sometimes."

"I know. And it'll suck when I do," you say honestly. "I have to go practice, mom."

"OK. Love you."

You hang up. Ugh. Thursday.

Now that Tiff knows you're up against Green Team, she has special drills prepared for you. You spend all morning working hard. After lunch, you find yourself in a classroom with Tiff and the team to get serious about Green Team. You have the clips that you won from yesterday's pillow event to study some of Green Team's members.

For four hours, you sit with your team and talk. Some of you know members of Green Team, and you share that information. When you conclude the planning session, this is what you know:

Green Team has a lot of extremely physically tough girls.

Green Team has exceptional synergy and teamwork because several of the girls know each other.

Green Team's captain is a strong leader.

CAM is Green Team's strongest player by far.

Cheryl, the goalkeeper, isn't perfect, but she is not afraid of anything at all.

Their attackers and defenders... they all know each other, but the midfielders seem more diverse. Maybe that's important.

At dinner, Tiff warns you to be extremely careful this evening to not get into trouble, and above all, to not get hurt.

It's good advice. You head back with the team. All the teams are good... but Green Team seems especially tough. The stakes are high. This is what you live for. You love soccer so much. You also love Adella. It's perfect that here with FUTA and this camp you get both. You could not ask for more.

You think about gratitude as you sit down on your bunk in the cabin and watch your team get ready for bed. You watch Max take her panties off, then bend to go through her bag for a clean pair while Sun clips her toenails, totally naked with her legs unnecessarily spread.

You remember your first night at camp, and how disruptive it was to you just to see Ingrid in her underwear. It's been an amazing ride. There is nowhere you would rather be.

You better take a shower and get ready for bed. You go into the bathroom and strip down, well aware of how Sam is watching you. She is the thirstiest girl you have ever seen. If you'd met her before you met Adella, the old, **** you would've been all over her. You smile at her and get in your shower stall.

Someone taps on the window, which is located high up so it's not really a privacy issue at this all-girls camp, and it has curtains... but you are still startled. You move the curtains to see that it's Adella.

You open the window and she smiles at you.

"Peeping around my cabin? Pretty brave," you say.

"I'm not peeping. I came for you. I texted you," she says, holding up her phone.

You didn't notice that.

"Are you going to ninja in here and ravish me?" you ask her.

She looks at the window, but you both know that would be unsafe and not very smart. It's a small window, and kind of high.

"I just wanted to see you," Adella says.

"I wanted to see you too." You get as close as you can, and so does she. If you get up on your toes, you can kiss her.

It's a good, deep kiss. Something about her lips, and then her tongue in her mouth makes you tingle all over. You didn't even realize you were getting hard until your erection bumps against the wall that you're pressing against.

"Go ahead," Adella breathes, like she knows how much this turns you on.

You kiss her back hard and grab your cock, starting to pant into her mouth. Her hand is on your head, her fingers in your hair. You wish you could last longer because you don't want this makeout session to end. Your body stiffens and your face freezes in a look of agony as you erupt all over the tile wall. Adella keeps going, her lips on your neck as you **** and gasp as you empty out your cum.

You finally come down from it. Adella reaches through the window to brush your wet hair aside.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she says, and disappears into the dark.

You step back, taking deep breaths, and see all the cum running down the wall. You need to rest.