I wanted to have the Server. I had for quite a
while. But The Server belonged to Brenda. Brenda is our team leader. She's also better looking than
me. I'm taller, and I have bigger tits. I've got wide shoulders and a very slim, muscular waist.
But Brenda's got this Angel face, a killer smile, and the kind of "in your face" confidence that
everyone, male and female, finds attractive. I guess that's why she's the team leader. All right,
she's also smart. By now, you might think it's Brenda I want more than The Server. There are five
tall, handsome, men on our team. You might think that I should just latch onto one of them, and
make myself happy. But I want what Brenda has. I guess I always have, it's a problem of mine. I
want to be the leader, I want to be the popular one, I want The Server. It's not that I'm not
personable and pretty myself. It's just that extra spark that Brenda has; as soon as she comes in
the room, everyone else's light seems a little dimmer. I don't blame her for it. She doesn't mean
to diminish me. On another team, I could be a big hitter. But on Brenda's team, I felt like the
token girl. All too often, it was Brenda and the guys scoring the points, while I just ran around
the filling in the gaps. Still, it was better to be a small player in a winning team than a big
player in a losing team. Brenda called the shots, she was always the one to set it up. I have to
admit, she's very good. The guys always made the flashy big hits, but it was Brenda quietly setting
them up for it. People who knew the game well could see that easily. I've known Brenda for a long
time. Longer than anyone else on the team. We went to college together, we shared a room. Once or
twice, we even shared a bed. We had been out together, and had a few drinks. As usual, there had
been lots of guys flocking around, and as usual, the only guys to pay much attention to me were the
ones that thought they didn't have a chance with Brenda. We flirted with them all until they'd had
too much to drink, and then we split. I remember sitting with Brenda on her bed, my arm over her
shoulder, as we talked about the boys who had tried to pick us up. "The tall one was all right."
Said Brenda. "He was drinking even more than the others. I doubt he would have been able to get it
up." I replied. "Carrie! You're so crude! I wonder if he had a nice dick?" "And if he did get it
up, he probably would've blown his load before he even got it in." Brenda turned pink laughing.
"You're right. guys are so useless. Why do we ever bother with them?" "It's the search for a hard
dick. The futile search, I should say." Brenda's bright eyes were burning into my head, and I don't
know who instigated that first kiss. Perhaps we met halfway, perhaps we were so close at that time,
that we just thought the same way. We kissed and cuddled, he stroked each other's backs and asses,
we kissed and groped. But neither of us wanted to be the first to take that next step; going for
the clit. We dozed off, and both woke up with wicked hangovers. Neither of us said anything about
it, and I don't know about Brenda, but I couldn't get it out of my mind. I had to try it again, I
wanted to go all the way with her. What's the use of an experiment if you don't complete it? It was
I who crawled into Brenda's the next night. She didn't object, though. We made love, we went all
the way. And we were sober, too. It was nice, I liked it. It was so much less frantic that it is
with a guy, we had a kind of relaxed, lazy sex. Or should I say lazy lezy sex. I don't know why we
never did it again. I wanted to sometimes, but I didn't want to be the one to instigate it for a
second time. I wanted Brenda to come to me; I wanted her to want me. But she found a guy, and I
found a guy, and we put the results of our little experiment on a back shelf, and forgot about it.
So what does all this has to do with The Server? I'm getting to it. "It's Robert's birthday on
Monday." Brenda said to me at the bar one night. "I don't know what I should get him. He was
talking about some CD the other night, do you remember what it was?" "Oh, come on Brenda. You can't
just get him a CD. He's your lover, you're going to have to do better than that." "I'm on a tight
budget." Brenda replied. "Well then, give him me. I won't cost you a thing." "In your dreams,
sweetheart." Said Brenda. This kind of banter was normal for us. "Come on, Brenda. Think about it.
What do guys really want? Two girls at once, that's what." "Not Robert. I'm woman enough for him."
"Ha! Just ask him." "I don't have to ask him. I know." Brenda might be charismatic, pretty, smart,
and team captain. But that doesn't mean she doesn't delude herself like everyone else. But I'd seen
Robert giving me the eye when he thought no one was looking. "All right, then. If you're so
confident, I'll make you bet; I'll ask him what he would prefer for his birthday, to be the beef
part of a roast beef sandwich, or to get that CD. If he wants to be the beef, then I get to be a
piece of bread. If he wants to CD, I'll tell you which one it is." Brenda was still mulling it over
when Robert came up the stairs. "Hey, Server!" I gave him my best Mankiller smile, and pushed my
breasts in his direction. "The Captain and I were wondering what you'd like better for your
birthday; a CD, or a night of wicked sin with her and myself." Just to help my case along, I put my
arm across his shoulder and wrapped my hand around his head, and stroked his earlobe, while lifting
my knee to brush his ass and pushing my tit against his elbow. I smiled back at captain Brenda
evilly. "Well, that's a no-brainer!" Said Robert, giving my ass a pleasant squeeze. "Hurry up you
two, we have to get down onto the court. We play next, and the score's 10-13" We called Robert "The
Server" because of his wicked serve. They tend to get the girls out of the way on the opposite side
of the net when they see Robert up to bat. It's one of those funny things in coed volleyball. The
guys have way more power than the girls, but there has to be two girls on the court. I wanted The
Server, I wanted him bad. I suppose it was partly just because Brenda had him, but he's so cute. He
has the biggest brightest smile, and a cute little ass that just won't quit. I wanted to see him
jump around in bed way he jumped around on the volleyball court. I tended to be a bit of a tomboy.
Maybe that's why Server went for Brenda instead of me. Well, I was going to change that. I was
going to show them I could be feminine. I've got the better body, I just needed to do something
with my hair and get myself dressed up like a boy's fantasy. It was a card I'd never played yet, it
had never appealed to me before. But now I was into it; I was going to get myself between Brenda
and Server, and get one or both of them. I went down to the mall and stretched out my credit card
on some lingerie and shoes. I was surprised how excited I felt about it, I had never thought of
myself as the kind of girl to go for that kind of shit. I went to the hairdresser, and came out of
their looking like I had more hair than I went in. My hair is very dark, almost black. Now it was
perfectly shiny and cut. I was looking good, and I was loving it. I did my eye lashes, I used
eyeliner, and a touch of lipstick. I put on the lingerie, and a slinky dress over it. I pulled it
tight around my hips with a belt, and headed over to Brenda's place. I had to take a taxi, I
couldn't ride my bike in that getup. I have to admit, I almost lost my nerves as I was about to
knock on the door. What if they laughed at me? What if they made a joke out of all of this, and
told everyone else on the team? But there was no going back. Literally. There was no way I could
get a taxi home, without using Brenda's phone. There was nothing to do, but knock on the door.
Server was goggle eyed at my new look, and so was Brenda, actually. None of us ever dressed up, not
like this. Dressed up for us meant a clean pair of jeans and a nice blouse, at most. As soon as I
saw his reaction, I knew that everything was fine. "Well, are you going to give me a kiss, or
what?" I asked him. As Server took me in his strong arms, I glanced over his shoulder at Brenda.
She wasn't looking completely happy. But the time for objection had passed, it was full speed ahead
now. "Well Brenda," I said to my friend, as her lover broke his embrace with me, "Do I get one from
you as well?" I didn't get a chance to watch Server's face as I walked up to Brenda, and gave her a
big kiss on the lips.

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 That would have been priceless, I'm sure. Still, one can't have it all. One
can have most of it, but not all of it In the heels, I was almost a head taller that Brenda. I
hadn't worn hells since I was 15, and then it was only because my mother had bought them for me and
insisted that I learn to walk in them. Maybe it was my rebellious streak that had prevented me from
wearing them again, or maybe it was fear of injury. I was taller than Brenda normally, but this was
somehow different; I towered over her, it was a power trip. My big tits were in her face, my
stockinged legs made up for her sharp wit. I loved it. I released Brenda from my embrace. There
were a few awkward moments then, none of us was quite sure what we should do next. Brenda, as
usual, took charge. "Why don't you two go sit on the couch, and I'll get us some beers." She said,
with what I took to be a certain resignation in her voice. I've never felt so sexy in my life. I've
probably never been so sexy in my life. I sat on the couch, and lifted one leg, so as to let the
skirt slip over it, put it over my other knee, and let my sexy new shoe dangle from my foot. One of
the things I find so sexy about Server is his smile. He has this big shit-eating grin that comes
over his face whenever he's having a good time. I couldn't help but grin back. We were all tongues
and hands by the time Brenda came back with the beers. I think she had reconciled herself to the
situation. Server and I disengaged, and we drank our beer. "I've never seen you like this Carrie."
Brenda said. "It's the first for me." I replied, "I thought, 'hey, if I'm going to be a birthday
present, I should do it right'" There was another awkward pause, as we all wondered if we were
really going to do this. We were buddies, teammates. Okay, Brenda and I had been lovers for night
or two, but I guess that had been an anomaly. We normally hung out in sweat pants, and maybe shared
a beer at the bar after a game. For us all to now strip off our clothes, and get down to some
lovemaking, was either very frivolous or very serious. Maybe both at once. I felt totally
self-conscious. Not just that I had instigated this dirty little trio thing, but at how far I had
opened myself up; I was suddenly embarrassed about getting all dolled up like this. But there was
nothing to do but muddle on through, and hope it all worked out. Brenda had sat down opposite
Server and I, and I looked her right in the eye as I leaned against her lover, and put my arm
around his neck. I pulled his face to mine with my other hand, and kissed him lightly. I looked
back at Brenda. At that moment, I didn't feel spiteful, jealous, or malicious. I felt horny but
uncertain. "Is it okay?" I asked her, quietly. Uncharacteristically, her expression was hard to
read. "Go on. It's okay." She said. We kissed a little bit more, but we both felt a bit
self-conscious I think. Then Brenda came over and sat on the arm of the couch on Servers other
side. As he turned his head to kiss her, I took the opportunity to pull his shirt up, and with
Brenda's help, I removed it completely. We stroked and kissed him, we pinched his nipples. Brenda
was the first to squeeze his dick through his trousers, but I was right behind her. I stood up,
untied my belt, and let my slinky dress fall to the floor, revealing my sexy underwear. I felt
myself blushing. "Wow, Carrie. You look fabulous." Brenda said from the couch, her arms around her
man. They were black silk stockings, that came up to my upper thigh. Then there were pair of black
lacy panties, and a matching push-up bra that left my nipples exposed. I sat down on Servers strong
legs, facing the two of them. I put a hand on the back of each of their heads, and began to kiss
Brenda. I took a peek at Servers face, and I could see this was really turning him on. I felt hands
on my nearly naked body, four of them. It was heavenly. I got Server's pants off of him, letting
his beautiful, wonderful penis out of its restraints. It was fantastic to hold it and stroke it 's
length while kissing him and Brenda at the same time. I'd never really wanted to suck dick before.
I'd done it, but it wasn' t really my type of thing. I'd felt that it was kind of debasing myself
somehow. I'd cringed at the thought of one guy telling another "Carrie sucks cock". But I had an
overwhelming urge to get Server's cock into my mouth. I wanted to taste it, have it, hold it. I
wanted to savor it, suck it gently until he was on the edge, and keep him there. I wanted to feel
and control it's wonderful potency, it's vital hardness. I trusted him completely. I got on my
knees, pulled my hair to one side, and lowered my head to do it. I looked up at my friends as my
lips met the gorgeous organ. They were both watching in fascination, waiting see if good old Carrie
was really going to suck cock. Oh yes. Good old Carrie did, and good old Carrie loved it. Brenda's
face was priceless. She just kept staring as I worked on getting Server's big beauty as deep as I
could. I knew I had to stop, or he would come. I wasn't quite ready for that yet. So I reached for
Brenda's shorts, and she lifted her sweet little ass so I could pull them down. I wanted to lick
her snatch again. I'd enjoyed doing it to her, and I wanted to try it again. While Server watched.
She didn't want me to at first, but I insisted. I think she was embarrassed about revealing her
little Bi streak to her boyfriend. Well, so was I, but I was going to do it anyway. They stroked my
shoulders and neck as I probed Brenda's clit with my tongue. Soon her juices were flowing nicely,
and her inhibitions evaporated as I did her. I wanted some attention for my own neglected parts by
then. I had Server's dick in my hand, and I wanted it somewhere else. The spell broke for a minute
as I stood and took off the panties and bra. "What happened there, Carrie?" laughed Brenda. "Well,
I had to shave my legs for the stockings, and I just sort of kept going." I said, feeling a sudden
resurgence of self-consciousness, as well as a burning in my cheeks. They both wanted to taste my
naked pussy, and who was I to argue? We all went into the bedroom, and I threw myself across the
bed, and spread those stockings out so they could get to it. Brenda kissed me While Server licked
me, then she licked me while he kissed me, then I licked her again. finally, Server served me his
dick where I really needed it, in my pussy. As I had suspected, he's a fucking machine. Server is
lean and long, with plenty of muscle to hold onto. That much I had known in advance. I had only
dreamed that his dick would be so long and perfect, and that he would have as much timing and grace
in bed as on the court. Server fucked me until I'd come twice, and then went for Brenda. It was
weird sit there and watch them fuck. I felt as though I should be part of it, but there didn't seem
to be any way in. So I just sat back, and relaxed into my own warm afterglow while I watched. I was
surprised at how much passion they had for each other. They had been together for nearly half a
year now. Server groaned, and he came inside Brenda. He pulled out of her after a time, rolling
over onto his back next to me. I surprised myself at what I did next; I started sucking his cock
again. I had been hesitant to do that when it was clean and fresh, but now it was coated with a
mixture of all our juices. I just got into it, and I found that I didn't mind all. And when his
cock stopped shrinking, and started to grow again, I felt really honored. All three of us are
athletes. Okay, we're not Olympians or anything, but we all take our sport seriously. We have
condition. Brenda and I took turns with Server, over and under, backwards and forwards. It was
magnificent. And finally, when none of us could handle any more, Brenda started sucking Server's
balls while I had his cock in my mouth. I was surprised at how much stuff he had the second time. I
felt no disgust as it filled my mouth. I didn't swallow it, I know that's what you're supposed to
do, but I didn't. I went and spat it out. But I was glad to let him come in my mouth. He had done
Brenda and I both so proud! I pulled off those silly stockings, and we all snuggled in the bed
together to sleep. "I'm completely in love," I heard Server saying. "This is the best birthday I've
ever had. Thank you baby." And he kissed Brenda for a while. I want The Server. I want him now more
than ever. But The Server belongs to Brenda.

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