Tomboy
by lindasuedavis1
Copyright© 2023 by lindasuedavis1
Fiction Story: My cousin grew up as a tomboy.
Caution: This Fiction Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Consensual Fiction Sports Cousins Exhibitionism Petting Voyeurism Public Sex Small Breasts Nudism Slow .
When I was young, I had a cousin that was quite a tomboy. She was pretty enough, but she preferred to play with the boys more than she did with the boys. She would play sports with them and like most boys there was always a shirts and skins team. Naturally, which ever team she was on was the shirts side, but I often wondered why, since when she started playing, she was just as flat as any of the boys. So this is a take off from that.
Becky was just 5 when I can remember her starting to play sports with the boys. Once in a while she would be on the skins team. It was nothing to be concerned about for her or even her parents who occassionally saw her playing. Like most girls she played like a girl, but she got better as she grew. By the time she reached puberty which for her was 14, she was as good as many of the boys, and better than most. She was also well liked and most often chosen first. Unlike in the earlier years, they now had rules to guide which team would be skins and shirts. The first team to choose was skins. So more often than not she was a skin. Her parents were a little more concerned, but since she had been playing with these guys for so long, they didn’t interfere. And after all, there were no laws against grown women being topless anymore.
When playing baseball, there was no contact. That was safe enough too. It was also warm when they played baseball, so playing topless wasn’t a problem from that standpoint, and was indeed cooler so she could play harder, but she did learn early on that she needed to use sun screen. She applied it to her own front, but accepted help from her team mates to do her back. This created a problem if the guy had a girlfriend, but that was solved by getting the nerdiest guys to do it for her.
Playing basketball was done when it was cooler, but it was much more physically active, so it still didn’t create a problem with the cooler weather. There was slightly more physical contact, but nothing that outraged anyone. Sure, someone might touch her somewhere that would be considered sexual under other curcumstances, but it was not different than with others. Even girls playing other girls had similar touches, but ofcouse they were all dressed. Sometimes she wondered why girls had no trouble remembering who was on which team, but boys need the difference in dress to determine which was which team. She was an excellent ball handler, and often drove the lane. She was fouled often. Mostly on the arms, but an occassional hand would land on a breast. If a guy was caught touching her breast intenionally, she was awarded 3 shots from the free throw line regardless if she was shooting or not. This was a rule well monitered by the rest of us girls. There was a fellow punishment for those guys, but it wasn’t part of the game. And only us girls knew about it’s existence. Those guys couldn’t get a kiss for 2 months.
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