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It's 4:25pm, and she's still lively as she trots to the van.How I admire her youth. Had I gone through a full day of classes only to follow up with an intense soccer practice, I would already be physically spent. But not her. And the day is only half done.She hops into the backseat, a huge smile on her face with sweat and grass stains on her side. This was her favorite activity of the day. Maybe second favorite.There is no time to wash the earthy smell off of her as clarinet rehearsal starts in...
As a eightteen-year-old jock, I had male hormones that were always out of control. I quickly learned the art of self-pleasuring since it seemed every high school girl I tried to date, would not let me get past second base. Then, Pam Burton came along.Pam was twice my age, plus a few, but that didn’t stop either of us from striking up a serious relationship that started out by pure happenstance. Pam’s son was on the same football team as myself and so I kind of knew her from a distance, seeing...
I'm the bad girl who loves the ballers. I love sports, I love hip-hop, and I love the boys that do both. When I got to college last year, the first thing I did was find out how to get student tickets to the football and basketball games. I had to support my team, and if I could meet the boys, even better. Ours is a big school and I never did meet any that first year, but just as final exams were ending, I saw a flyer in the student union that grabbed my attention and didn't let go: the football...
HardcoreThe day I was dreading finally came. Professor Leitner called on me in Lib Arts seminar. “Arthur, what are the principles of good communication?” he asked. I panicked. Be clear. Be concise. Leave room to respond. I had them written down somewhere in my sketchbook and if I could find them, I could read them to him, but my heart was beating in my throat. “Professor Leitner, if I may...” Kendra started. She was sitting right beside me. “No, Kendra. I understand your concern, but this one is...
Wednesday afternoon Sharon called. "Jason, would you like to attend one of our cheer practices? The coach said it was okay, I can point out which girls claim to be virgins. You can tell me which girls to bring to your place Friday evening." "That sounds like a lot of fun. I'll be there." An hour later, Jason was sitting in the auditorium near the floor as Coach Russel got ready to put her girls through their routines. Coach Pam Russel was in her late thirties. Though she was nearly...
"Ooops!" Sandy said as she retreated into the hall, "I thought you were still in bed." Bob was seated at the kitchen table with his back to the hallway door. At the sound of his cousin's voice he turned. "Still in bed," he asked, "At 9:30 ... why would you think that?" Sandy was mostly hidden behind the door frame. "Well uh ... your bedroom door was closed, so I just assumed -" Bob's parents had recently relocated to another city and Bob had moved in with Sandy, (his cousin), and...
Hey my name is Lachy; I am originally from a country town in Australia. My dad got offered a new job in the city so I have just moved. I am 18 and not very tall (bout 5’7). I have brown hair, tanned skin and blue eyes with an average body. I am very insecure. Not emo though just an average 18 year old, that’s been persuaded to exercising more from my friend Josh. Josh is shorter than me and has a little bit more muscle than me too. He is the common sports man, footy in winter and Basket ball in...
GayThe sunny skies and warm air were attracting more and more people to the park as the day wore on. After lunch, Ashley, Lenore and I decided to avoid the growing lines on the slides and spend several hours in the wave pools and on the endless river. We woke Angelique and spent the next three hours splashing each other as we explored the park. We stayed at the park until the setting sun and diminishing light signaled that it was time for the park to close. Morgan gathered everyone up and led...
A NOTE REGARDING THIS STORY. This is a fictional chronicle of a normal hardworking guy named Jack. The federal government made him an offer he couldn't refuse. All they asked was for Jack to go undercover to help the U.S. Government ensnare a terrorist. Any resemblance of the characters depicted in the story to actual individuals is coincidental. All events are the sole responsibility of the author. None of the scenes in this story depict minors engaged in any sexual...
Your Wish Come True by Pol Roger Chapter 19 Practice She learns about trust and about power. MANDY gave up on the game she had been playing. None of the games on her phone were all that interesting, anyway. She looked bleakly at the magazines on the side table in the surgery's waiting room. The first time she had visited the gynaecologist's she had been ushered straight in....
Introduction: Three volleyball players hit the showers after practice… then Peter walks in Practice was rough today, so most of the girls went home to rest afterwards. Amy, Sara, and I, however, couldnt wait for home for a shower. We were all juniors in high school, and all good friends. The three of us decided to go ahead and take a shower at the gym as Coach finished up some work in her office. We finished helping putting up the volleyballs and net after practice and headed toward the locker...
You come home from cheerleader practice still in your hot little skirt and half top. I smile, greeting my eighteen-year old daughter warmly, holding you close. Your firm young breasts pressed against my chest as I inhale the smell of your soft silken hair. “Hey honey, how was practice?”You smile up at me, returning my embrace. “It was good, daddy. How was work?”“Boring as usual, but I’m better now that you’re home.” Chuckling as I slap your hot little ass playfully. “Let’s get you something to...
The weather is normally warm and sunny in the Houston area, especially compared to the usually bleak weather in Seattle where I was born and raised. But I decided during high school that I wanted to be a petroleum engineer, and since I wanted to leave Seattle anyway, as I’ll explain shortly, I went to college at Texas A&M.Then got a great job in Houston with a top oil and gas company. I met my wife, Jennifer, at Texas A&M, and we were married right after graduation when we both got jobs in...
Bisexual“Well, kids” began Mr Claxton, “that was a spectacular performance this morning. You guys were just awesome. Reverend Marsden was just so proud of us all and has even given permission to increase our allocated budget to help with our chances in the upcoming competitions. Like me, he reckons we stand the best chance ever of coming away with winning trophies in more than just one category. So once again thank you all and especially to you, Jessie and to you Carrie and Troy - you guys were...
Abby stared into them, trying not to be obvious about it, but the lips below curved into a sly smile, and she blushed. Those eyes twinkled, showing more than a hint of suppressed deviltry, and one set of lashes slowly lowered as Corina winked at her. It was too much, and Abby closed her eyes, blanking out the cakes and their friends and the world. She needed to collect her wits; how did Corina do it? They were the best of friends, unlikely as it might seem. Had they met later, perhaps...
Christine Willoughby was twenty-five and a nurse. She was of an athletic toned physique; her breasts were of a divine medium size, firm, soft, and oh so natural. Her arse was full and firm, a perfect bubble butt while being small. She was a beauty, the sort that only turns up once in a generation. Her features were so soft and perfect they had to have been sculpted by the Gods themselves. Her natural olive tones worked perfectly with her warm smile and sparkling life filled eyes. She lusted...
LesbianI had had my fare share of girlfriends and had dated every girl on the varsity Cheer team except her, and I knew she was waaay out of my league. Even though we had been friends since 6th grade six years before. I had flirted with her and she flirted back but we never really got anywhere. She had been the only one there for me when my dad was killed in Iraq in ‘91. Now sitting in that hell of a class room the only thing I would do is sit there and look over her perfect body. Finally the bell...
Franck lined up his rifle and took aim. His girl had a fat and round ass, he basically couldn’t miss. He let the first bullet fly, which impacted in the girls butthole. He aimed again, this time at the girl’s pussy and fired. The shot missed just by an inch, the bullet going through the wooden paneling and the girl’s chest. Jack obviously had the best shot and fired two quick shots. Both shots hit target, one bullet going in through the girl’s ass, the other entering via her cunt. ...
During practice, I couldn’t get my mind off of sex. I became so horny watching the volleyball girls in their tied off shirts and short, tight, black shorts as they lunged back and forth and jumped up and down. I had never thought about being with a girl sexually before, but still, so many hot, toned, sweaty girls around was getting me a little worked up. I knew what I really needed right now was a nice, long shower to clear my head Amy and Sara began to undress as I turned on a few of...
The next morning I woke slowly. Arms were draped over my body, pressing me into the mattress. Raising my head, I found that Kitty was snuggled in tight to my right side while Bethany was on my left side. My motion caused Kitty to shift in her sleep and I was able to crawl out of the intertwined limbs. The door to the bedroom was open and I could hear a baby stirring in our living room. Taking soft steps to avoid waking my family, I eased my way to the door. In the living room, I found all...
I had always been a horny child. Ever since my first innocent fumbles I can remember the sensation in my cock when another boy was with me. I would always want to see what they had hidden away in their trousers. This was no truer than when I started at my new school. I had lived in the city for the first 18 years of my life and had always attended the same school and been friends with the same people, and now I was to start at a school in the country with new friends and more importantly…new...
GayAngie and I had been friends since freshman year at Clinton State when we lived on the same floor of our dorm. I was hanging out reading and listening to music with the door open to the hall, as it usually was. My roommate had gone to class. A couple of girls walked past, looking in at me. I waved, just being friendly. They waved back, and continued down the hall. A minute later, one of them popped her head back in the door. "Hey," she shouted over the stereo. "Hi," I said. "What is this?"...
Straight SexI was never much of a student, when I finished High School it was a relief to be done with all that study. My friends all went onto University while I went out into the working world. I got a job in a a call centre, I was on the lowest rung on he totem pole, so I worked a lot of nights and weekends. Subsequently I had very little social life (not that I was Mr popularity when I was in High school) but I was earning money and the job was relatively simple. One of my friends from High school,...
Hello, sex story readers. This is the true sex story. As Lavanya changed out of her office clothes, she wondered if she would be able to go through with her plan. Outside her bedroom, in the living room, Ajay waited for her to return. He was as conflicted about what was about to happen as Lavanya. He couldn’t believe that he was here to get a blowjob from his best friend’s wife. He had known that Lavanya’s marriage to his friend wasn’t going well. From the heady days just after the marriage...
Target Practice. Hitting the Pink.Page 1. She wasn't a tough broad, not by any stretch of the imagination. She looked strikingly like the young snot on 'Gilmore Girls' and was about the same age at twenty-five. She had a similar delicate, ethereal girl/woman quality that made her seem vulnerable and she was so much more vulnerable in my twisted hands. I'd snatched her from her garage, early in the morning before it was light, as she headed off to a modeling assignment and she was...
I met my friend Lesley during the first two weeks of working at Temptations. We were dancing on the same shift and I noticed the first few days I was there that the guys went wild whenever Lesley walked out on stage. She’s a slender, sexy girl with long, dark hair and small, hard nipples that drive the audience crazy. And her eyes…when Lesley stares at me with those beautiful eyes, I can almost feel her tongue burrowing up my pussy…but I’m getting ahead of...
It was still early evening when Alexander bundled the girls into a taxi. He sat behind the driver and gave him directions. No one spoke as the cab made its way across Paris to a back street in Montmartre. They stopped in front of a dismal looking strip club. Alexander ushered the girls inside to a seat in a booth toward the back. He told them not to move and left behind a curtain at the opposite side of the club. There was a waist high runway jutting into the center of the room with three...
Brittney slowly ambled over to the locker room with the rest of the basketball team. Because it was Friday, Ms. White, the coach had made them work extra hard at practice. Brittney was exhausted as she finally walked through the door of the girl’s locker room. Her best friend Jenny who was only about 5’5 but looked great with her sassy brown hair and plump bottom was talking about her sleepover at her house that night. Brittney was kind of droning her out as she opened up her Gym bag and was...
Lesbianby mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 Chapter Fifteen: Practice “Theodora…” the ethereal voice whispered. “Awaken…” I realized I was dreaming as the voice blew away the fog of sleep from my mind. In my dream I was with my family, having dinner. Sean, my husband, was sitting opposite me at the dining room table. Between us sat Shannon on my right, or oldest daughter, happily chatting to Mary who sat on my left. And past Mary sat our youngest, little Missy, who was feeding her baby doll...
I am thirty-something (OK – late thirty-something!), 5 feet 6 inches (1.54m)tall, of slim and athletic build (I exercise every day), with shoulder length golden hair (I prefer that description to redhead!) and, so more than a few men have told me, a pretty face with an attractive, and often mischievous smile. My own favourite feature is my legs; they are very long and shapely and I love to show them off in short skirts. At the moment I usually work from home, creating Internet ad...
Health 101 — Jack-off Practice (Chapter 3) The next class period, and moments before the bell was due to ring I was still unsure about how I was going to proceed. I wanted to proceed by expelling Andy, but if I did that I should really remove one of the girls as well and I really didn’t want to lose any of them. It is possible to continue the class with an odd number of people, but that inevitably results in someone being left out of many of the group exercises, which is bad for morale. Then...
Welcome to my story about fun at swim practice. Thank you for choosing to read it. It was a bright sunny morning in the middle of the summer at about 9 o'clock when I pulled into the gravel parking lot that connected to the pool. While the pool wasn't officially open yet, there were a few vehicles in the parking lot with me. These belonged to my fellow swim team members. This early in the morning, it was all of the older swimmers so all of us could drive. Hence the early practice. At least,...
Teen18 year old Brandon Fellows unlocked the front door knowing his father, mother and sister were out of the house until later that night. He stepped into the foyer followed by four of his swim team buddies; Mike his best friend from grade school, Justin, just new to the team this year, Barry, the team captain and Davis, the only black guy on their team. All of them strapping 18 year olds except for Barry who had turned 19 a week before. They had just finished a grueling practice and were going to...
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REVERSING PRACTICE I am a professional driving instructor and in the course of my work, meet many young and attractive women. The Driving Standards Agency, which governs my profession, lay down very strict rules regarding inappropriate behaviour and I have to be careful not to do or say anything that could be misconstrued and cost me my licence to give instruction. In September last year I met a new pupil; a divorcee in her early thirties. A mature woman, not a teenage girl like most of my...
Straight SexDISCLAIMER: This particular series of stories will be one-off adventures. Some long, some short. Some straight, some lesbian, some bi, some sissy, some gay (probably most). But hopefully you’ll find them arousing!Sexual FantasiesPracticeJake was the last one in the locker room after practice and stepped into his coach’s office.“You wanted to see me, coach?” Jake asked.Coach Chris Turner was seated behind his desk. “Yes. Shut the door and come have a seat.” He said, motioning to the young man....
Ralph unloaded the last crate off the truck at 5:30 and checked his watch. "Whoohoo! A half hour of O-T!" He gave the lading papers to the boss and punched out. He walked across 14th street to the subway and stopped in front of Edge Play, that new kink club that opened a few months ago. He knew that he couldn't afford to drink in Manhattan, but he was curious. He opened one of the plate glass doors and entered. Standing in a hallway, he saw a BDSM bookstore on the left and a novelty store on...
"Now let's take a break for milk and cookies. After that we'll be having very special activities I know you're all going to enjoy." The girls bounced over to the refreshment table with their usual bubbly enthusiasm, and then found spots on the carpeted floor to sprawl out with their friends. The refreshments disappeared amid the chatter and giggles of a dozen vivacious girls. "OK everybody, finish up your milk and come sit in a circle around me. That's right, just sit...
I was laying in my dormroom bed studing for my psyc test on a late sunday afternoon. It was one of those lazy sunday afternoons in my college dorm where nobody was really doing anything. My roommate/boyfriend at the time. Kurt, (see previous story) was away at scoccer practice. At the time a few people knew we were more than just friends, especially our next door neighboors who would hear us getting out of control every now and then. Kurt unlocked the door and walked in from practice. He was...
GayIan's frown grew more pronounced as he waited his turn. He'd been in line at the security checkpoint for fifteen minutes. He always showed up to work at least ten minutes early. Now, thanks to this spectacle, he was five minutes late and counting. They'd warned him there would be more strict security protocols at the newly established Special Projects Division, but he didn't think it would take this long. The only thing he hated more than being late was someone else's poor planning making...
It was after practice I was about 16 and this is the first time this has ever happened.As me and friend were just playing soccer in the showers as we were rubbing up against each other are cocks began to get hard we never said any thing then but as we out of the showers and change. We were driving home when he asked me if I ever wondered what cock tastes like. I said I guess I kinda do. He then said lets fine out as he unzipped my pants and my dick flung out harder then a rock I then felt his...
pretended he was the boss. I was ok with him telling me what to do though, maybe it's because I'm submissive. It was 11:50Pm, I had counted down my till, put the cash in the safe and clocked out at 12. I watched Kris drive off. It was time to walk home. After being on my feet for nine hours, I was tired. My aching feet made me decide to walk in the grass on the way home. The grass path takes you away from the road. A group of trees blocks the view from the road. I crossed the street and...
Afterschool pleasure[/b] At Golden Star High school, class 12 D was having an English lesson and the teacher is Ms Taylor. Taylor is a 30 year old woman with long blonde hair and blue eyes; she also has an amazing figure that almost every girl dreamed of having. “Class open your book to page 25” Ms Taylor said. In the front row sat Cindy. Cindy was eyeing the teacher from head to toe and she couldn’t help fantasizing about the teacher. For some time now Cindy have been thinking of...
This day was no different except for this fateful day, I was caught. She turned her head inquiring of a question she was on and I hadn't heard her or saw her movement my eyes glued to the lower portion of her body. What shook me of my daze was the giggle that came from her as my eyes darted to hers and my face reddened in embarassment. Her look was telling me she saw, but she was not shocked, embarassed, or upset to what I had been looking at. I was then shocked as I saw through the...
Poindexter and Charlene wake with the sun stabbing in their eyes. The others were still asleep, they realized they had slept together, but she didn’t know if they had just slept together or he popped her cherry first. They went out and made themselves hot tea (with help of a microwave). Neither were seeing too well (mornings like this she needed her glasses to find her glasses). She felt the instinct to drink water while the microwave spent two minutes heating their mugs, teabags and water....
Isabelle, a sweet, young, innocent virgin who had recently turned 18 lived in a small suburban town of Melbourne, Australia. Everyone knew Isabelle as ‘that’ girl. What did ‘that’ girl mean? Well, ‘that’ girl was the town’s ‘sweetheart’. None for being an angel. Isabelle was proud of being the sweet, innocent girl she was known for. She loved helping others, achieving her goals and she played a great roll in her community, but little did anyone know that Isabelle had a completely different side...
I’m sitting on my desk, a ruler in my hand, legs crossed. Jason is looking over at me, a bit nervous. ‘Misses, am I in trouble?’ he asks, looking up at me. ‘Yes, you’ve been a bad boy,’ I reply with a smirk. I get of the desk, and walk over to where he’s sitting. ‘Jason, how old are you?’ I ask, poking him in the chest with the ruler. ‘I’ve just turned eighteen misses,’ he answers. ‘Do you know why I asked you to stay after school, when noone else is here?’ I ask. ‘No…,’ he says. ‘I want to...
It is the eleventh grade and most of my classmates are around 17 years old. Of course it is still one year before they turned 18, the legal age when they could start doing whatever they want. But in this High School in Albany, NY, nobody cares for the rules; sometimes not even the adults that do know what happens care. Hell, they were our age once before. The thing is, while most of the other guys are able to do what they want under the noses of their oblivious parents or behind the backs of...
Hi Honey, Here is what happened a while ago.........I replied to Rubio’s text message and told him that I was willing to meet him on Friday night. He said “you are willing to taste me now! I’m excited to see you again”. I texted him back “I’m horny lately and I want have a wild sex now…. hmmm”. He replied, “I’m glad finally you decided to have fun with me, ok see you then, what time and where?” I replied “I have to meet some friends so I’m free at 10 and I prefer to meet at Italianis at...
Before I start this, I just want you people to know that I really hesitated about sharing this story. The reason being that this site has so many followers you never know who is on here and if they read your stories. The information in this story is true and it could cost me my job if anyone figured it out. That is when I decided to use fake names to protect my ass and the innocent. One day when I was laid up in the hotel with my man fucking his brains out, we decided to play a truth game. It...
try to make this short and sweet. i met this girl in college she always use to tease me and bully me how? just doing annyoing shit like taking my gym clothes etc. i didnt know she really liked me til later when i seen her at a walmart. she was working the game section. well when i found out she liked me i picked her up from her break. kissing each others face off i wanted to bring her back to my crib so she was with it. did i mention she said she dont suck dick damn was she lying she gave me...
The following is fiction, it is long, and it is good.For the most part I was an average 16 year old tenth grader in the spring of 1982. I played sports, did ok in school, hung out with friends, and thought a lot about girls. I had no idea when I got off the school bus that Friday afternoon that my world was about to change. This was the age before computers, the internet, and cell phones and I just planned on watching some TV when I got home. My thoughts were interrupted by a voice calling my...
So, in my country students go to school in the morning one week and in the afternoon another week. This week is afternoon week so I decided to have some fun for my 18th birthday.Last class today was gym so we all went there to do some exercises. It was boys vs. girls volleyball. Two other girls and me didn't play (I came up with a menstruation excuse) so we were sitting. When I saw both girls leaving to the changing room and/or toilet at least once I did so, too. Most of the time I have some...
I'm sitting on my desk, a ruler in my hand, legs crossed. Jason is looking over at me, a bit nervous."Misses, am I in trouble?" he asks, looking up at me."Yes, you've been a bad boy," I reply with a smirk. I get of the desk, and walk over to where he's sitting. "Jason, how old are you?" I ask, poking him in the chest with the ruler."I've just turned eighteen misses," he answers."Do you know why I asked you to stay after school, when noone else is here?" I ask."No...," he says."I want to teach...
Group SexIn 1959, I was fourteen, and a freshman in high school. It was a more innocent time then, the days of Ozzie and Harriet on TV, John Wayne in the movies, and the Internet was decades away. Sex was something talked about in whispers and giggles, virgins were the rule not the exception, and parents were not afraid to let their kids roam the streets of our town by themselves. High school was not turning out to be a good experience for me. I was not one of the cool kids. Today, I would be called a...
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George comes home from a hard day at work and sets his briefcase and coat by the door. He finds that the house is unusually quiet but pays no attention and heads up to the bedroom. As he makes his way up the stairs he smells the wonderful scent of his beloved wife Linda’s perfume. As he reaches the landing he hears the faint sounds of music escaping the slight crack from the door of their bedroom. Making sure not to make any noise he opens the door slowly. “Linda?” he says in a quite, very deep...
EroticWas Aron already back? He wondered, as he climbed the stairs two by two, with Taz happily prancing after him. He definitely hoped so, but stopped in front of the door to catch his breath. Aron was going to ask him why he had rushed up the stairs. He had no alternative reply for that. “It looks like for a while you’ll have two daddies,” Carter scratched Taz’s ears, just to buy some time. Taz barked in reply and Carter had to shush him since he didn’t want the neighbors scandalized on Sunday...