Not What I Expected To Happen At A Hockey Rink
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I had been officiating hockey for years. I traveled all over the place. I'd been to places I would not see otherwise. I'd met people all over that I'd never have met anywhere. I'd gotten to be known in the communities. I always had a positive attitude. I was always friendly to the coaches, kids, and the parents. I got along well with everyone. And over a lot of years, I came to be pretty well liked. I"d talk to the kids. I'd talk to the adults in the leagues. I'd talk to anyone. I just liked people.
I had no idea that officiating hockey would ever turn into something sexual. But goddamn was I wrong.
One night I ended up in the locker room alone. My partner had bailed. And out of nowhere, this cute little teenage girl walked in. Full equipment. She took her helmet off, we talked for quite some time, and, most likely being one of the dumbest things I ever did, I ended up fucking her on the floor.
That was after we took a shower together. It was after her giving me one of the most amazing blowjobs I'd ever received in my life. And it finished with me cumming inside this seventeen-year-old girl I had previously met not more than an hour earlier on the ice. I didn't even remember her on the ice. But goddamn did I remember her when she started undressing, told me it'd been a fetish of hers, and she'd never gone "all the way."
After we finished having sex, we took another shower, kissed for quite some time, and she said she had to go. She looked around as she exited the official's room, turned quickly and smiled at me and was gone. I didn't know what the fuck to expect.
I certainly didn't expect what happened a month later.
My phone rang. It was a number I did not recognize. I picked it up and said hello.
"Hi Joey," I heard a voice say.
"Well hi," I responded. I still didn't know who the hell it was.
"This is Justine. Remember me? From when we met a while ago?" she said.
I was absolutely fucking stunned.
"Well yes. Absolutely. I remember you. How are you? I haven't heard from you or seen you in a while," I said.
She giggled.
"I"m doing just amazing. But I'd be doing better if I saw you," Justine responded.
I was stunned. I couldn't respond. All I could do was think about what happened a month earlier. What her naked body looked like What she did when she was cumming. And how fucking amazing it was to have sex with her.
"Are you there?" Justine said.
"Yeah. I'm here. Sorry. I just had a brain fart," I said.
She laughed.
"So?" she said.
"So what?" I responded.
"When can you see me?" Justine said.
"Oh. Shit. Well, um, let me figure it out," I said.
Justine laughed.
"It's okay if you don't want to. I get it. I know you're probably pretty busy and all," she said.
"No. It's not that. Oh God, it's not that. I"d love to see you. Give me a minute," I said.
Justine laughed softly. And I felt my damn dick getting hard. Jesus. Just from talking to this girl on the phone.
And then I made a decision.
"I'm available this whole weekend if you are. What do you think? We can hang out anytime if you'd like," I said.
Justine responded with a giggle.
"How about Saturday? Where do you want to meet?" she said.
"Well, how about dinner and a movie?" I said.
"Yes. That's great. But like since you live kind of away from me, are you going to drive back?" she said.
"Nope. I"ll get a hotel. I can stay that way. I"ll just plan it as a business trip," I said.
Justine knew very little about me. And I wasn't sure I was ready to change that.
"Great. I"ll see you Saturday. We can meet at the mall. And kinda figure it out?" she said.
Christ. I couldn't believe I was doing this.
"Yes. That works."
Fast forward to four days later.
I met Justine at the mall. She got out of her car, I got out of mine, and all I could do was stand there. She was wearing jeans, a t-shirt that emphasized her perky little boobs, and the jeans on her hugged her hips.
She walked up to me, opened her arms and gave me a huge hug. She looked around, blushed, leaned in, and planted a soft gentle kiss on my lips. God. I was already getting hard.
And then she spoke.
"Do you want to just skip the movie and dinner right now? We can always do it later," she said.
"Yes. I'd like that. If you want to follow me?" I said.
She giggled.
"Nah. It's okay if you want to drive. I don't mind," Justine said.
Oh, God. I couldn't imagine where this was going. But I agreed.
Justine got into the car, got up against me, snuggled into me, and spoke.
"I missed you," she said.
I looked at her stunned.
"Not to sound like a jackass. But really?" I said.
She smiled.
"Yes. I've thought about for the last month. I was going to call you, but kind of chickened out. I just figured I'd leave it alone," she said.
"Why? You could have called me any time. I gave you my number, but you never offered yours. So you know, I figured it's whatever. I didn't expect much." I said to her.
Justine responded by leaning over and whispering to me.
"Come here," she said.
I leaned in.
She moved against me, pushed her mouth against mine, slid her tongue inside my mouth, and started kissing me. I felt the sparks. And Jesus. This girl was in high school.
The kiss turned into one of the most passionate kisses I'd ever felt in my life. I was rock hard, I was shaking, and I was so worked up I couldn't think straight.
Justine giggled.
"You've missed me too huh?" She said.
"God yes. I did. That's for sure," I said.
As I got the car started, she shocked me by reaching over and putting her hands in my lap. I didn't say anything but tried to concentrate on driving. She responded by unbuttoning my pants. I was stunned.
"What are you doing?" I finally said.
She giggled.
"Never had road head?" she said.
"Oh fuck. You're serious?" I said, stunned.
Justine responded by unzipping my pants.
"Yes. It was really big last time. I wanna see if it's like that this time," she said.
She looked at me.
I responded by slowing down, unbuckling my seat belt and hitching my ass upwards. My pants slid part way down my hips.
And Justine reached over and pulled my boxers down so she could see.
I was rock hard. And she stunned me by what she did next.
As I buckled my seat belt up, I saw her head move. Her hair went over her face. And her hands went down into my crotch. She followed that with her mouth damn near deep throating my cock, and sucking all the way down the shaft.
I almost fucking came.
She pulled back, giggled, and said "You can if you want. I know what you were gonna do," she said
I couldn't believe this. So I finally spoke.
"I don't want to sound like an ass," I said.
She laughed.
"I know what you're gonna say. No. I've done stuff with a couple of guys. Not this. I've read a lot. I always wanted to do some kinky stuff, but I'm not gonna go there with dumb asses my age," she said.
And responded by lowering her head, her hair going over her face, and slid her mouth down on my dick.
Justine kept going. I couldn't concentrate. I kept driving. Slower. And slower.
And she laughed.
"You keep driving this slow, you'll get pulled over," she said.
I finally spoke with a laugh.
"Well you keep doing what you're doing, I'm gonna make a mess, and probably get pulled over when I wreck," I said.
She pulled away, laughed and spoke.
"Well then, I guess I better make it quick so you can do it, and we can get on with it," she said.
I was stunned.
And gasped as her mouth went back down.
And after sucking, moving her head up and down, using her hands, I knew it. It was going to happen.
She refused to stop. I couldn't stop driving. I couldn't pull over and risk someone seeing a seventeen-year-old high school girl giving me head and sucking my dick in the car. So I kept going.
And then it happened.
"Ohhh fuck. Oh goddamn..." I gasped.
I was cumming in her pretty little teenage mouth.
And she wouldn't stop.
My balls were jerking. Emptying. And Justine kept sucking me.
It lasted for minutes. And then I went limp. And she swallowed. All of it.
She sat up, wiped her mouth, reached into the glove box and spoke.
"Napkins?" she said with a giggle.
I nodded. I was so worn down and whipped after doing that I couldn't speak.
Justine wiped her mouth. She wiped off her chin where cum had dripped. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
"How far is the hotel?" she said.
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Rinku got DK’s message about an urgent assignment for the day. She smiled as she wore a flaming red semi transparent lacy bra & matching panties. She wore a white satin shirt through which her red bra was visible quite clearly. She pulled up a dark mini skirt, which was more of a belt with two pieces of cloth in front & back. Both these pieces could be joined together with three big buttons on each side. She tucked her shirt in her skirt & wore a dark blazer to complete her sexy business...
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without. To all my readers, thanks for your posts. I do read each one and some of the ones posted recently, they added to my ideas on where to go in long term plot ideas! So keep posting and thinking out there! Copyright ©2018 by Shadowsblade All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by...
The story is by one of his friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner for the company which has organised this fashion show.. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about how he become a Sugar Daddy of Two families Maanvi and Rupali started to give him food every alternate month as he got stomach upset due to...
Thursday August 9 2007 6:10 am Guest cottage area The green space in front of my house Homestake Paranormal Activities Research Center I am running through my morning routine, when Becky rolls up with a cart and Gunny driving. I glance over the carts back deck, to see traveling bags all laid on it? I walk over to see what is happening "Hi Gunny what is going on?" "Heya Kyley, Ahh I think Becky should tell you? As I don't want to get hurt!" "Haaa you old warrior. Your afraid......
Hi All, I happened to visit this site and I was amazed and thrilled to no end, reading the stories..I, too, wanted to share my experience…My true experiences.. I am Edrin here from Mumbai.Aged 27… Year 1995-2000————————- My encounter with gay feelings started when I was quite young…With my elder cousin(who was a heavy guy 4 years older me with cock size of 6)..We used to go to my Aunt’s place on Sunday’s..What started with boyish playfulness, slowly became my enjoyment..Though we never could...
Gay MaleShadowsblade here. This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one. To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop around here is a short introduction. Angels Peril a...
Chapter 5 Mom? Bastogne winter unknown date I moved through the snow my black hair flying loose in the wind behind me while covering the girl in my arms with my body. It was freezing outside and the snowstorm reduced the sight to a mere few meters. I decided we would need some cover and I knew that the best way to find some was to walk to the towards the enemy lines. Howitzer were always build in some kind of trenches. Moving towards the rumpling sound of the ongoing bombardment I...
Hey hi to all holekar and daandiyas finally this is my first part of my autobiography towards the hotter indian sex stories website coming back to me.is doston this is wadds main aur main delhi mein rehta houn main ek slim and seedha sadha ladka houn aur meri pennis 7inches ki hai meri height 5″7 hain ka houn ab aapko aur zyaada na bore karte huey main apni story par aata houn baath aaj se ek saal pahele ki hai jab mere ghar walon ko mere affair ke baare me pata chaa aur meri gf aur uske ghar...
This is a real story of me and my cousin sister Rinku. I am 21 and Rinku is 20 years old. I am 5″6″ and even she is same height. I am average built but she has very killing figure. She is not too beautiful rather average but her ass and tits are marvelous. Her ass is like watermelons and tits are like big tight oranges. Let me come to story directly. I studied in my native till S.S.L.C and for higher studies I came to Bangalore. One of my uncles was staying in Bangalore with his family. He has...
IncestShadowsblade here. This is my newest story in a joint venture with a group of authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe. This one here is my second one and hopefully its a good one. With this launch I am trying to go a different route and I will release the story in smaller chapters to make it easier on me to get...
Chapter 9 A new wardrobe and a Day at work After Sara and I managed to comfort Dr. Otto that I wasn't a threat, I finally was allowed to go back home. My clothes however didn't fit any longer and Sara seemed to understand what bugged me. "You know we should do something about your clothes Melanie." "Ain't no way around that?" I winced. "Don't you worry I happen to know the best tailor in Dunwich. Do you already have your school uniform ready?" I had not and I was pretty...