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Friday Night Bites

c

. 2007 Cardinal Lemon

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters are invented,

and any resemblence to any actual person or events is entirely coincidental. And pretty unlikely. This story contains themes of a

sexual nature. Do not read if this sort of thing offends you.

The centre of the town of Madison, Tx. was eerily quiet. It was a Friday night

in November, early evening, and the entire population was at the high school

football stadium waiting for the game to begin. This was not just any football

game, but the once-a-year showdown against Monroeville High. The rivalry

between the neigbouring towns was fierce, bringing the town to a standstill,

and the entire population crammed into the stadium. Should thieves wish to

raid the town on this particular night, there would be no-one to stop them,

but even the thieves of Madison attend the football game on this night of the

year.

In the Madison dressing room, star quarterback, Scott Walker was adjusting his uniform. The sound of the crowd could be heard already. In his senior

year, Scott would hope to go to one of the big schools on a football scholarship next Fall. There would be several scouts from Big-12 schools attending

tonights game and it was important that he gave the performance of his life.

Yet that was not why Scott felt a pang of aprehension before tonight?s game.

In any rivalry lasting as long as that between these two high schools, a

number of traditions spring up. Over the years, in order to spice up the

competition, there had been agreed on an official wager between the two teams.

For the team which lost tonight, there would not only be the shame of defeat

in the game with the most intense rivallry in the county, but also a forfeit

which was as humiliating and painful as it was elaborate. And it would take

place in the stadium immediately at the end of the game.

?OK guys, let?s do this.? Scott attempted to provide the motivation that

his r?ole demanded. The rest of the team responded with half-hearted cheers.

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?Come on! We?re gonna win this thing. Those Monroeville guys have

nothing. It?s about time they got it good, and we?re gonna give it to them.?

The replying cheer was stronger this time, but in the backs of their minds,

each member of the team was thinking of the consequences should they lose.

On the field, the Madison cheerleading squad had just entered, and were entertaining the crowd with some tumbles and sommersaults. Stephanie Gruber,

the head cheerleader, had just completed a particularly complicated manouvre

and was standing straight, facing the crowd. Like many others on the team,

her thoughs were not completely on the acrobatics, but wandered to think

about the events that would follow the game. One of the least fair aspects of

the wager surrounding the game was that the cheerleading squad of the losing

team would also be involved in the forfeit. Stephanie tried hard not to think

about what that would involve, but found it impossible to put it out of her

mind. At least the guys have their destiny in their own hands, she thought

ruefully, all we can do is stand here and watch the game.

High up in the bleachers, best friends Sam and Amy shared a hot dog.

Neither of them were particularly fans of football, and neither had friends on

the team. But tonight was a special night, in more ways than one, and they

were looking forward to the entertainment to follow the game.

The crowd roared as the teams ran onto the field. Scott ran towards the

centre of the field, and was approached by his opposite number, Frank White?

the Monroeville quarterback.

?You guys are dead,? said White, ?we?re gonna beat you on the field, then

we?re gonna beat you again. Your ass is mine, Walker.?

?Go fuck yourself.? Scott was not about to succumb to psychological tactics. He called his fellow players around him to deliver a few last motivational

words before the game began...

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At half-time the score was tied 7-7. Scott had made the touchdown late

in the first quarter, but Monroeville had tied the game following a handling

error by the Madison defence. Tension filled the night air. Stephanie nervously

chatted to Alina Morricone, one of the other girls in the cheer squad.

?I don?t like this at all. Look how many people are in the stadium. It looks

like the whole town is here.?

?Yeah. It really will be embarassing if we loose,? agreed Alina.

?I don?t understand why we have to be a part of the bet. We don?t play

any part in the game. It?s not fair.?

?Well only if we lose do we take part. I, for one, will be quite happy to see

those Monroeville bitches get what they deserve if we win.?

Both girls agreed that they had no problems with the terms of the bet if

their team won. But neither could put out of their minds the thought of what

will happen to them if they lost.

In the dressing room Scott was also pondering the terms of the bet. It had

been agreed over the years that the consequences for the losing quarterback

should be more embarassing and severe. So some special parts of the forfeit

had been included. If they lost, Scott?s treatment at the hands of the victorious

team would be quite a lot more unpleasant than for his teammates.

Still, the game was only tied, and it was half time. There was still everything to play for in the remaining 30 minutes.

There had been no score in the third quarter, nor for most of the fourth.

With 30 seconds left on the clock, it was 2nd and 10 with Madison having the

ball, on their own 30 yard line. It was looking like the game would go into

overtime. The atmosphere in the stadium was electric.

The ball was snapped, and it reached Scott. He glanced up the field and

threw the ball long to the wide receiver, who got under it... and then fumbled

the ball. The ball went up into the air and fell into the arms of an onrushing

Monroeville player. An enormous cheer rang around the stadium. There was

practically no-one between the Monroeville player and the goal-line. Everyone

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in the Madison team started running in his direction to try to make the tackle,

but it was no good. He had too much momentum to be caught. He ran across

the goal line and threw the ball onto the ground.

Scott felt sick. It was all over. It didn?t matter if they made the extra

point, Madison couldn?t make another score in the few seconds left on the

clock. ?Shit!? he thought to himself, ?Shit, shit shit.?

As it happened, Monroeville made the extra point. The final score was

7-14.

Sam and Amy clapped their players. As far as they were concerned, the

game was over but the real fun could begin now. Already as the Monroville

players were accepting the congratulations of their adoring fans, a large wide

stage was being assembled in the middle of the field.

?Shame we?re not sat a bit closer to the field,? Sam complained.

?Well, they?ll show the best bits on the big screen. Man, I can?t wait to

see Stephanie Gruber?s face.?

Sam looked down to where the Madison cheerleaders were grouped together.

Even at this distance he could see that some of them were crying. The football

squad were stood by the touchline, looking quite nervous. No-one left their

seats.

On the field the stage had been constructed, and now two long benches

were being carried towards it. The two benches were placed side-by-side on

the stage to form one bench, long enough to accommodate an entire team. The

big screen was alternately showing the jubilant (and not to say quite relieved)

faces of the members of the victorious Monroeville team, and players from

Madison who were looking significantly less happy.

By tradition, the Master of Ceremonies was the quarterback of the winning

team. Frank White had been handed a radio microphone, and his face filled

the big screen.

?Thank-you for staying, Ladies and Gentlemen, for tonight?s fantastic victory by the Monroeville Mutineers.?

Another enormous cheer came from the massed supporters of Monroeville,

together with a few half-hearted ?boo?s from the Madison faithful.

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?As you know, tradition holds that there is a small bet on the outcome

of tonight?s game. The terms of the bet have remained the same for many

years, so most of you know the fate that is to befall tonight?s losers. Ladies

and Gentlemen, welcome onto the stage the losers of Madison!!?

Another cheer, as the football team from Madison marched dejectedly onto

the stage, led by Scott, ready to face the outcome of the bet. The camera

panned along the line of players, broadcasting their faces onto the big screen.

Every single one of them looked nervous for the humiliation that they were

about to face. Frank continued on the microphone.

?The humiliation that these guys are going to face will be as embarassing

as they will be painful, and will be delivered by the beautiful girls of the

Monroeville cheerleading squad.?

To further roars from the crowd, the members of the cheerleading squad

climbed the few steps onto the stage, and each took a place next to one of the

Madison footballers. Each of them carried in their hand a polished wooden

paddle.

?Ok, boys, it?s time for the entertainment to begin. You have to turn and

kneel in front of this bench.? All the players except for Scott did this, and

then, ?and now lose the pants.?

With extreme reluctance, each of the players unfastened their pants, and

pulled them down. A cheerleader was assigned to each of them, and helped

them to remove completely their pants and, within a short time, their underclothes, leaving the boys naked from the waist down, bent over the bench.

?Ok, now as you know the terms of the bet are more severe for the losing

quaterback, and I have to tell you that Mr. Scott Walker?s punishment will be

delivered with him completely naked.?

With this announcement and two players from Monroeville holding him

carefully, three cheerleaders stripped Scott completely. He hardly resisted,

there was no point. Any number of Monroeville boys were on hand to make

sure that he adhered to the terms of the bet. His only choice was to go through

with it.

While he was being stripped, the camera had panned along the line of

bare asses of the rest of the players, everyone magnified enormously on the big

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screen. The noise in the stadium reached another level as the camera reached

Scott, who knelt down and took his place on the bench, completely nude.

?For the first part of the forfeit, each player is going to recieve twenty-five

swats with the paddle. Scott Walker will recieve forty.?

The camera focussed on the first player on the bench, who was named

Ricardo Sanchez. The operator pulled back, so that the picture on the screen

showed not only the bare ass of the player, but the Monroeville cheerleader

who stood next to him. She made a few practice swings with her paddle, and

then took aim and held the paddle ready to make the first swat.

?Ladies and Gentlemen, silence please for the first swat.?

Slowly the noise in the stadium decreased to a hubbub, then to a murmur,

then to complete silence. Frank held the microphone close to the butt of

Ricardo, so that the sound the paddle made when it connected would be

amplified around the arena. The cheerleader nodded, and swung the paddle.

Ricardo felt his butt explode in pain, as the paddle hit him. The ?smack?

that the paddle made echoed around the stadium, as the silence evaporated

into another great cheer. There was no more silence, as the cheerleader hit

him with the second swat. And then a third, and a forth... Eventually there

was no way to keep count as blow after blow rained down on his butt. He

glanced up at the big screen which was showing a close up of his reddened ass.

Finally the cheerleader delivered the final stroke, and waved the paddle in the

air acknowledging the cheers of the crowd.

Then the camera moved on to the player to Ricardo?s left, who was about

to receive the first of his twenty-five swats.

Each beating took several minutes, and then the next one would start.

The players further down the line grew more and more apprehensive as they

awaited their turn. Sometimes Frank White held his microphone close to the

mouths of the guy getting whacked, so that his screams were heard around the

stadium.

For Scott the waiting was unbearable. He would be punished last, and he

would get more swats.

?And now, Ladies and Gentelmen, the losing quarterback will receive his

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forty swats.? Frank White?s voice boomed around the stadium. They had

reached the end of the spanking line, and Scott was bent over the bench; his

naked ass pointing into the air. Frank knew that Scott would try to hold in

his screams, so he pointed the microphone at the Madison quaterback?s butt.

The Monroeville cheerleader that had been assigned to Scott took aim with

her paddle, and swung with all her strength. SMACK! The paddle connected

beautifully and the sound was amplifed by the PA system into the stadium.

Due to the fact that sound travels slowly, the sound of the ?smack? from the

speakers reached Scott?s ears again and again after the hit. Not that Scott

could concentrate on this or anything else, so overwhelming was the pain in

his butt. But he did not scream. The cheerleader again swung another ass-

blistering swat, to the cheers of the crowd.

Scott was able to remain stoic throughout the first ten swats, making not

a sound as each lick of the paddle increased his pain and embarassment, but

Frank could tell that his resolve was failing. Each additional stroke was causing

him to wiggle more and more (a fact that was not unnoticed by the crowd

watching on the big screen). When he sensed that Scott was about to break

he said to the cheerleader

?OK, Jessica. Lets make this one extra hard.?

Jessica nodded, and prepared to strike. Frank moved his microphone to

next to Scott?s mouth, and Jessica unleashed a monster stroke. All her strength

was put into punishing the ass of the boy kneeling next to her and her young

arms delivered the most intense pain that Scott had ever experienced. He

could not stop the scream escaping from his lips, to the delight of Frank and

the crowd. Made to scream by a girl paddling him while he was naked, Scott?s

embarassment was complete. He was taunted mercilessly by the crowd while

the remaining swats were given. But his ordeal was not yet over...

The rest of the team, having taken their paddling, had to run one circuit

of the field, still naked from the waist down. This enabled the crowd to see

at close quarters the extremely red asses that the team had recieved, and to

enjoy the spectacle of their meaty cocks bouncing around as they ran.

Amy was torn between watching the boys running as they approached

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the part of the stadium closest to where they were seated, and the stage,

upon which the Madison cheerleaders were being ushered. Sam?s attention

was undividedly focused on the girls.

?For the next part of tonight?s entertainment the ladies of the Madison

cheerleading squad are going to get their spanking.? Frank?s announcement

heralded another (noticably more masculine) cheer from the crowd.

The Madison cheerleaders had lined up along the vacant bench, and now

one of the players from the Monroeville team stood next to each of them. They

had taken possession of the paddles and were looking very much forward to

their r?ole in the next part of the show. Most of the Madison cheerleaders were

crying. Stephanie bit her lip as she nervously waited for instructions. She had

seen the high-resolution images of the boys butts displayed on the big screen

and realised that, due to the position they would be put in, the girls? pussies

as well as asses would be clearly visible to the entire crowd.

?OK girls, I need you to kneel down and bend over the bench.? Slowly the

cheerleaders did this. Then Frank continued, ?Ladies and Gentlemen, let me

remind you that Mr. Walker here has to watch these girls being spanked. If he

remains soft throughout then his punishment is over and we all go home. But

if he gets an erection, then the final?e will be a further punishment for him.?

Scott looked at the row of girls before him. Bent over the benches, their

short cheerleading skirts still covered them, for now. But Scott knew that

would not last long, and he did not know for how long he could remain soft.

One-by-one each Monroeville player flipped up the skirt of one of the cheerleaders. The camera followed along the line, broadcasting one panty-covered

ass after another onto the big screen. Frank noticed Scott almost imperceptibly

flinch as it came to the turn of Alina Morricone to have her panties revealed.

Frank told the three girls holding Scott to carry him down off the stage to

stand directly behind Alina.

A cameraman followed them, pointing his camera directly towards Scott?s

groin. Most of the big screen showed the pictures of the girls, but in one corner

there was an inset close-up of Scott?s cock. Everyone wanted to know if he

was getting hard.

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Stephanie was the first girl in the line. She had been the first to have her

skirt raised, and was now waiting for the next inevitable moment.

?So... Does anyone here want to see these girls asses?? Frank was enjoying

his job enormously. A very loud cheer from the crowd signalled that, yes, seeing

these girls asses would be appreciated. Stephanie felt the hands of the boy next

to her gripping her panties, and pulling them down to her knees. Stephanie

could look to the big screen, and burst into tears. Up there was her own ass,

50 feet wide, for everyone to look at.

She knew that tonight a hundred boys would go home and masturbate and

in their minds all the time would be this picture of her bare ass, revealed to

the whole city, and then spanked.

More sobs indicated that one-by-one the other girls were having their

panties removed. As Alina?s panties were pulled down, Scott felt a twinge

of reaction in his penis. He knew it was going to be difficult to remain soft.

The problem was that he had had a crush on Alina since she arrived at the

school three years ago from Italy. Her olive skin and dark hair together with

that accent had made an unforgettable combination, about whom Scott had

often fantasised. Now he was able to see her perfect naked ass for the first

time and he was not allowed to get hard.

But it was worse. Alina shifted her position slightly to become more comfortable, but due to his positioning slightly below the stage and directly behind

her, Scott was offered an unimpeded view of Alina?s pussy. In between her legs,

Alina?s slit was completely exposed to him. This was not going to be easy,

Scott thought, trying desperately to think un-sexy thoughts.

The paddling began. Each cheerleader received fifteen swats of the paddle.

Loud smacks echoed around the stadium, punctuating the noise of the crowd.

Sam felt like he was in heaven. There in front of him where some of the most

beautiful girls in the school, bent over, panties down for a paddling. Amy

glanced at the crotch of her friend. Sure enough there was an obvious tenting,

caused by obvious reasons.

?It?s good you?re not in Scott Walker?s position,? she commented, gesturing. ?Can?t you guys keep that thing under control??

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?Wha? Er,? said Sam, embarassed.

But Amy was also enjoying the show. Right now Stephanie was getting her

ass whacked. Amy and Stephanie had a few classes together, and Amy had

found her to be something of a stuck-up bitch. She was enjoying seeing the

blonde cheerleader getting taken down a peg-or-two.

The girl to Alina?s left had just received the last of her fifteen strokes. Now

it was the turn of the dark-haired Italian. Frank White stood in front of her,

holding the microphone to her mouth. The footballer stood next to her raised

his paddle, took aim, and delivered a stinging blow.

?OOOOWWWWAA! Mama-mia.? Alina?s reaction was broadcast loud

around the stadium.

For Scott it was a torture. As further blows rained down on her beautiful,

perfect, dark-skinned ass Scott noticed further details, such as her fading tan-

lines. And that pussy, the one that Scott had so often dreamed about, now

revealed to him. Slowly, unable to stop himself, his cock started to stiffen, and

point upwards.

This reaction was not missed by the crowd. Scott?s cock-close-up displayed

the evidence to everyone looking at the big screen. Cheers and jeers accompanied his cock as it slowly stood to attention.

Nothing was going to make it go down now. There were four more cheerleaders to be paddled. All of them slim, with tight asses. Some of them

shaking as their owners sobbed. No cock in the world would get soft in such a

situation.

All too soon for Scott, the girl?s paddlings ended and they trooped off the

stage together. They were spared the bottomless run. Each of the guys had

been allowed to keep the panties of the girl they had paddled, as a souvenir,

but the girls? cheerleading skirts meant they were able to leave the field in a

more-or-less dignified way.

As Alina passed Scott she whispered ?I?m sorry...?

Still erect, Scott was marched up back onto the stage, followed by his

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camera crew. Frank was addressing the crowd once more.

?Since your star quarterback proved himself unable to control his own cock,

he has earned himself some further punishment.?

Scott knew the terms of the bet and he knew what the extra punishment

was going to be.

?After another twenty spanks with the paddle, Scott will finally have to

endure a cock-beating.?

The loudest cheer yet came from the sadistic crowd. Scott was bent over

the bench again, ass upwards. A paddle was produced from somewhere, and

one of the Monroeville cheerleaders did another number on his backside. Still

smarting from the previous punishment, another twenty hits was not what he

needed right now. But he would have gladly taken a hundred more licks if it

would mean his cock being spared.

As soon as the last of the twenty strokes hit home, Scott was bodily picked

up and turned over onto his back. He was turned and carried to the edge of

the bench, and positioned so that his ass sat on the very edge of the bench,

one leg to either side of it. In this position his cock was totally exposed.

The cameramen positioned themselves to either side of him, one training

his camera directly at the naked boy?s cock, the other taking a full length

picture. Scott noticed the head cheerleader from Monroeville coming up the

steps onto the stage. She was carrying a wooden ruler.

?Do you have anything to say to your fans?? Frank was asking him.

?I?m sorry... I let you down...? Between the emotion of the occasion, and

his fear of what was going to happen next, Scott had difficulty to speak.

With a flick of her wrist, the head cheerleader smacked Scott?s cock with

the ruler.

Scott saw it happening almost in slow motion. The ruler swept an arc, and

hit his cock like a guided missile. She hit directly in the middle of his hard

shaft. The pain was unlike anything he had felt before. He wanted to curl up

into a ball, to protect his cock, but strong hands held him in place.

She hit him a second time. Slightly higher up the shaft, the pain was no

less. More hits. Scott was in agony. No boy should have to endure such

punishment to the cock.

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From the side of the field, Alina was watching Scott?s final punishment on

the big screen. She knew that it was her paddling that caused him to become

hard. And, even though it was not her fault, she couldn?t help feeling a little

guilty.

Scott had taken nine ruler strokes to his manhood. The girl hitting him

had delivered them all up and down his shaft. For the final stroke she took a

careful aim, and smashed the ruler down onto his cockhead.

For Scott this blow to the most sensitive part of his most sensitive part

was a torment too much. Like the cheerleaders he too burst into tears. The

hands released him, and his own hands flew to his crotch. His screams echoed

around the stadium and finally died away as he rubbed his fragile manparts.

Trying to make the pain go away.

It was more than an hour since the game ended. The crowd slowly started

to disperse. Lights switched back on in the town of Madison. The biggest night

in the football calendar was over, for another year. Tomorrow there might be

some sore heads in Monroeville. In Madison, just a few red asses, and one

extremely sore cock.

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Friday Night Bites

c

. 2007 Cardinal Lemon

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters are invented,

and any resemblence to any actual person or events is entirely coincidental. And pretty unlikely. This story contains themes of a

sexual nature. Do not read if this sort of thing offends you.

The centre of the town of Madison, Tx. was eerily quiet. It was a Friday night

in November, early evening, and the entire population was at the high school

football stadium waiting for the game to begin. This was not just any football

game, but the once-a-year showdown against Monroeville High. The rivalry

between the neigbouring towns was fierce, bringing the town to a standstill,

and the entire population crammed into the stadium. Should thieves wish to

raid the town on this particular night, there would be no-one to stop them,

but even the thieves of Madison attend the football game on this night of the

year.

In the Madison dressing room, star quarterback, Scott Walker was adjusting his uniform. The sound of the crowd could be heard already. In his senior

year, Scott would hope to go to one of the big schools on a football scholarship next Fall. There would be several scouts from Big-12 schools attending

tonights game and it was important that he gave the performance of his life.

Yet that was not why Scott felt a pang of aprehension before tonight?s game.

In any rivalry lasting as long as that between these two high schools, a

number of traditions spring up. Over the years, in order to spice up the

competition, there had been agreed on an official wager between the two teams.

For the team which lost tonight, there would not only be the shame of defeat

in the game with the most intense rivallry in the county, but also a forfeit

which was as humiliating and painful as it was elaborate. And it would take

place in the stadium immediately at the end of the game.

?OK guys, let?s do this.? Scott attempted to provide the motivation that

his r?ole demanded. The rest of the team responded with half-hearted cheers.

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?Come on! We?re gonna win this thing. Those Monroeville guys have

nothing. It?s about time they got it good, and we?re gonna give it to them.?

The replying cheer was stronger this time, but in the backs of their minds,

each member of the team was thinking of the consequences should they lose.

On the field, the Madison cheerleading squad had just entered, and were entertaining the crowd with some tumbles and sommersaults. Stephanie Gruber,

the head cheerleader, had just completed a particularly complicated manouvre

and was standing straight, facing the crowd. Like many others on the team,

her thoughs were not completely on the acrobatics, but wandered to think

about the events that would follow the game. One of the least fair aspects of

the wager surrounding the game was that the cheerleading squad of the losing

team would also be involved in the forfeit. Stephanie tried hard not to think

about what that would involve, but found it impossible to put it out of her

mind. At least the guys have their destiny in their own hands, she thought

ruefully, all we can do is stand here and watch the game.

High up in the bleachers, best friends Sam and Amy shared a hot dog.

Neither of them were particularly fans of football, and neither had friends on

the team. But tonight was a special night, in more ways than one, and they

were looking forward to the entertainment to follow the game.

The crowd roared as the teams ran onto the field. Scott ran towards the

centre of the field, and was approached by his opposite number, Frank White?

the Monroeville quarterback.

?You guys are dead,? said White, ?we?re gonna beat you on the field, then

we?re gonna beat you again. Your ass is mine, Walker.?

?Go fuck yourself.? Scott was not about to succumb to psychological tactics. He called his fellow players around him to deliver a few last motivational

words before the game began...

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At half-time the score was tied 7-7. Scott had made the touchdown late

in the first quarter, but Monroeville had tied the game following a handling

error by the Madison defence. Tension filled the night air. Stephanie nervously

chatted to Alina Morricone, one of the other girls in the cheer squad.

?I don?t like this at all. Look how many people are in the stadium. It looks

like the whole town is here.?

?Yeah. It really will be embarassing if we loose,? agreed Alina.

?I don?t understand why we have to be a part of the bet. We don?t play

any part in the game. It?s not fair.?

?Well only if we lose do we take part. I, for one, will be quite happy to see

those Monroeville bitches get what they deserve if we win.?

Both girls agreed that they had no problems with the terms of the bet if

their team won. But neither could put out of their minds the thought of what

will happen to them if they lost.

In the dressing room Scott was also pondering the terms of the bet. It had

been agreed over the years that the consequences for the losing quarterback

should be more embarassing and severe. So some special parts of the forfeit

had been included. If they lost, Scott?s treatment at the hands of the victorious

team would be quite a lot more unpleasant than for his teammates.

Still, the game was only tied, and it was half time. There was still everything to play for in the remaining 30 minutes.

There had been no score in the third quarter, nor for most of the fourth.

With 30 seconds left on the clock, it was 2nd and 10 with Madison having the

ball, on their own 30 yard line. It was looking like the game would go into

overtime. The atmosphere in the stadium was electric.

The ball was snapped, and it reached Scott. He glanced up the field and

threw the ball long to the wide receiver, who got under it... and then fumbled

the ball. The ball went up into the air and fell into the arms of an onrushing

Monroeville player. An enormous cheer rang around the stadium. There was

practically no-one between the Monroeville player and the goal-line. Everyone

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in the Madison team started running in his direction to try to make the tackle,

but it was no good. He had too much momentum to be caught. He ran across

the goal line and threw the ball onto the ground.

Scott felt sick. It was all over. It didn?t matter if they made the extra

point, Madison couldn?t make another score in the few seconds left on the

clock. ?Shit!? he thought to himself, ?Shit, shit shit.?

As it happened, Monroeville made the extra point. The final score was

7-14.

Sam and Amy clapped their players. As far as they were concerned, the

game was over but the real fun could begin now. Already as the Monroville

players were accepting the congratulations of their adoring fans, a large wide

stage was being assembled in the middle of the field.

?Shame we?re not sat a bit closer to the field,? Sam complained.

?Well, they?ll show the best bits on the big screen. Man, I can?t wait to

see Stephanie Gruber?s face.?

Sam looked down to where the Madison cheerleaders were grouped together.

Even at this distance he could see that some of them were crying. The football

squad were stood by the touchline, looking quite nervous. No-one left their

seats.

On the field the stage had been constructed, and now two long benches

were being carried towards it. The two benches were placed side-by-side on

the stage to form one bench, long enough to accommodate an entire team. The

big screen was alternately showing the jubilant (and not to say quite relieved)

faces of the members of the victorious Monroeville team, and players from

Madison who were looking significantly less happy.

By tradition, the Master of Ceremonies was the quarterback of the winning

team. Frank White had been handed a radio microphone, and his face filled

the big screen.

?Thank-you for staying, Ladies and Gentlemen, for tonight?s fantastic victory by the Monroeville Mutineers.?

Another enormous cheer came from the massed supporters of Monroeville,

together with a few half-hearted ?boo?s from the Madison faithful.

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?As you know, tradition holds that there is a small bet on the outcome

of tonight?s game. The terms of the bet have remained the same for many

years, so most of you know the fate that is to befall tonight?s losers. Ladies

and Gentlemen, welcome onto the stage the losers of Madison!!?

Another cheer, as the football team from Madison marched dejectedly onto

the stage, led by Scott, ready to face the outcome of the bet. The camera

panned along the line of players, broadcasting their faces onto the big screen.

Every single one of them looked nervous for the humiliation that they were

about to face. Frank continued on the microphone.

?The humiliation that these guys are going to face will be as embarassing

as they will be painful, and will be delivered by the beautiful girls of the

Monroeville cheerleading squad.?

To further roars from the crowd, the members of the cheerleading squad

climbed the few steps onto the stage, and each took a place next to one of the

Madison footballers. Each of them carried in their hand a polished wooden

paddle.

?Ok, boys, it?s time for the entertainment to begin. You have to turn and

kneel in front of this bench.? All the players except for Scott did this, and

then, ?and now lose the pants.?

With extreme reluctance, each of the players unfastened their pants, and

pulled them down. A cheerleader was assigned to each of them, and helped

them to remove completely their pants and, within a short time, their underclothes, leaving the boys naked from the waist down, bent over the bench.

?Ok, now as you know the terms of the bet are more severe for the losing

quaterback, and I have to tell you that Mr. Scott Walker?s punishment will be

delivered with him completely naked.?

With this announcement and two players from Monroeville holding him

carefully, three cheerleaders stripped Scott completely. He hardly resisted,

there was no point. Any number of Monroeville boys were on hand to make

sure that he adhered to the terms of the bet. His only choice was to go through

with it.

While he was being stripped, the camera had panned along the line of

bare asses of the rest of the players, everyone magnified enormously on the big

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screen. The noise in the stadium reached another level as the camera reached

Scott, who knelt down and took his place on the bench, completely nude.

?For the first part of the forfeit, each player is going to recieve twenty-five

swats with the paddle. Scott Walker will recieve forty.?

The camera focussed on the first player on the bench, who was named

Ricardo Sanchez. The operator pulled back, so that the picture on the screen

showed not only the bare ass of the player, but the Monroeville cheerleader

who stood next to him. She made a few practice swings with her paddle, and

then took aim and held the paddle ready to make the first swat.

?Ladies and Gentlemen, silence please for the first swat.?

Slowly the noise in the stadium decreased to a hubbub, then to a murmur,

then to complete silence. Frank held the microphone close to the butt of

Ricardo, so that the sound the paddle made when it connected would be

amplified around the arena. The cheerleader nodded, and swung the paddle.

Ricardo felt his butt explode in pain, as the paddle hit him. The ?smack?

that the paddle made echoed around the stadium, as the silence evaporated

into another great cheer. There was no more silence, as the cheerleader hit

him with the second swat. And then a third, and a forth... Eventually there

was no way to keep count as blow after blow rained down on his butt. He

glanced up at the big screen which was showing a close up of his reddened ass.

Finally the cheerleader delivered the final stroke, and waved the paddle in the

air acknowledging the cheers of the crowd.

Then the camera moved on to the player to Ricardo?s left, who was about

to receive the first of his twenty-five swats.

Each beating took several minutes, and then the next one would start.

The players further down the line grew more and more apprehensive as they

awaited their turn. Sometimes Frank White held his microphone close to the

mouths of the guy getting whacked, so that his screams were heard around the

stadium.

For Scott the waiting was unbearable. He would be punished last, and he

would get more swats.

?And now, Ladies and Gentelmen, the losing quarterback will receive his

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forty swats.? Frank White?s voice boomed around the stadium. They had

reached the end of the spanking line, and Scott was bent over the bench; his

naked ass pointing into the air. Frank knew that Scott would try to hold in

his screams, so he pointed the microphone at the Madison quaterback?s butt.

The Monroeville cheerleader that had been assigned to Scott took aim with

her paddle, and swung with all her strength. SMACK! The paddle connected

beautifully and the sound was amplifed by the PA system into the stadium.

Due to the fact that sound travels slowly, the sound of the ?smack? from the

speakers reached Scott?s ears again and again after the hit. Not that Scott

could concentrate on this or anything else, so overwhelming was the pain in

his butt. But he did not scream. The cheerleader again swung another ass-

blistering swat, to the cheers of the crowd.

Scott was able to remain stoic throughout the first ten swats, making not

a sound as each lick of the paddle increased his pain and embarassment, but

Frank could tell that his resolve was failing. Each additional stroke was causing

him to wiggle more and more (a fact that was not unnoticed by the crowd

watching on the big screen). When he sensed that Scott was about to break

he said to the cheerleader

?OK, Jessica. Lets make this one extra hard.?

Jessica nodded, and prepared to strike. Frank moved his microphone to

next to Scott?s mouth, and Jessica unleashed a monster stroke. All her strength

was put into punishing the ass of the boy kneeling next to her and her young

arms delivered the most intense pain that Scott had ever experienced. He

could not stop the scream escaping from his lips, to the delight of Frank and

the crowd. Made to scream by a girl paddling him while he was naked, Scott?s

embarassment was complete. He was taunted mercilessly by the crowd while

the remaining swats were given. But his ordeal was not yet over...

The rest of the team, having taken their paddling, had to run one circuit

of the field, still naked from the waist down. This enabled the crowd to see

at close quarters the extremely red asses that the team had recieved, and to

enjoy the spectacle of their meaty cocks bouncing around as they ran.

Amy was torn between watching the boys running as they approached

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the part of the stadium closest to where they were seated, and the stage,

upon which the Madison cheerleaders were being ushered. Sam?s attention

was undividedly focused on the girls.

?For the next part of tonight?s entertainment the ladies of the Madison

cheerleading squad are going to get their spanking.? Frank?s announcement

heralded another (noticably more masculine) cheer from the crowd.

The Madison cheerleaders had lined up along the vacant bench, and now

one of the players from the Monroeville team stood next to each of them. They

had taken possession of the paddles and were looking very much forward to

their r?ole in the next part of the show. Most of the Madison cheerleaders were

crying. Stephanie bit her lip as she nervously waited for instructions. She had

seen the high-resolution images of the boys butts displayed on the big screen

and realised that, due to the position they would be put in, the girls? pussies

as well as asses would be clearly visible to the entire crowd.

?OK girls, I need you to kneel down and bend over the bench.? Slowly the

cheerleaders did this. Then Frank continued, ?Ladies and Gentlemen, let me

remind you that Mr. Walker here has to watch these girls being spanked. If he

remains soft throughout then his punishment is over and we all go home. But

if he gets an erection, then the final?e will be a further punishment for him.?

Scott looked at the row of girls before him. Bent over the benches, their

short cheerleading skirts still covered them, for now. But Scott knew that

would not last long, and he did not know for how long he could remain soft.

One-by-one each Monroeville player flipped up the skirt of one of the cheerleaders. The camera followed along the line, broadcasting one panty-covered

ass after another onto the big screen. Frank noticed Scott almost imperceptibly

flinch as it came to the turn of Alina Morricone to have her panties revealed.

Frank told the three girls holding Scott to carry him down off the stage to

stand directly behind Alina.

A cameraman followed them, pointing his camera directly towards Scott?s

groin. Most of the big screen showed the pictures of the girls, but in one corner

there was an inset close-up of Scott?s cock. Everyone wanted to know if he

was getting hard.

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Stephanie was the first girl in the line. She had been the first to have her

skirt raised, and was now waiting for the next inevitable moment.

?So... Does anyone here want to see these girls asses?? Frank was enjoying

his job enormously. A very loud cheer from the crowd signalled that, yes, seeing

these girls asses would be appreciated. Stephanie felt the hands of the boy next

to her gripping her panties, and pulling them down to her knees. Stephanie

could look to the big screen, and burst into tears. Up there was her own ass,

50 feet wide, for everyone to look at.

She knew that tonight a hundred boys would go home and masturbate and

in their minds all the time would be this picture of her bare ass, revealed to

the whole city, and then spanked.

More sobs indicated that one-by-one the other girls were having their

panties removed. As Alina?s panties were pulled down, Scott felt a twinge

of reaction in his penis. He knew it was going to be difficult to remain soft.

The problem was that he had had a crush on Alina since she arrived at the

school three years ago from Italy. Her olive skin and dark hair together with

that accent had made an unforgettable combination, about whom Scott had

often fantasised. Now he was able to see her perfect naked ass for the first

time and he was not allowed to get hard.

But it was worse. Alina shifted her position slightly to become more comfortable, but due to his positioning slightly below the stage and directly behind

her, Scott was offered an unimpeded view of Alina?s pussy. In between her legs,

Alina?s slit was completely exposed to him. This was not going to be easy,

Scott thought, trying desperately to think un-sexy thoughts.

The paddling began. Each cheerleader received fifteen swats of the paddle.

Loud smacks echoed around the stadium, punctuating the noise of the crowd.

Sam felt like he was in heaven. There in front of him where some of the most

beautiful girls in the school, bent over, panties down for a paddling. Amy

glanced at the crotch of her friend. Sure enough there was an obvious tenting,

caused by obvious reasons.

?It?s good you?re not in Scott Walker?s position,? she commented, gesturing. ?Can?t you guys keep that thing under control??

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?Wha? Er,? said Sam, embarassed.

But Amy was also enjoying the show. Right now Stephanie was getting her

ass whacked. Amy and Stephanie had a few classes together, and Amy had

found her to be something of a stuck-up bitch. She was enjoying seeing the

blonde cheerleader getting taken down a peg-or-two.

The girl to Alina?s left had just received the last of her fifteen strokes. Now

it was the turn of the dark-haired Italian. Frank White stood in front of her,

holding the microphone to her mouth. The footballer stood next to her raised

his paddle, took aim, and delivered a stinging blow.

?OOOOWWWWAA! Mama-mia.? Alina?s reaction was broadcast loud

around the stadium.

For Scott it was a torture. As further blows rained down on her beautiful,

perfect, dark-skinned ass Scott noticed further details, such as her fading tan-

lines. And that pussy, the one that Scott had so often dreamed about, now

revealed to him. Slowly, unable to stop himself, his cock started to stiffen, and

point upwards.

This reaction was not missed by the crowd. Scott?s cock-close-up displayed

the evidence to everyone looking at the big screen. Cheers and jeers accompanied his cock as it slowly stood to attention.

Nothing was going to make it go down now. There were four more cheerleaders to be paddled. All of them slim, with tight asses. Some of them

shaking as their owners sobbed. No cock in the world would get soft in such a

situation.

All too soon for Scott, the girl?s paddlings ended and they trooped off the

stage together. They were spared the bottomless run. Each of the guys had

been allowed to keep the panties of the girl they had paddled, as a souvenir,

but the girls? cheerleading skirts meant they were able to leave the field in a

more-or-less dignified way.

As Alina passed Scott she whispered ?I?m sorry...?

Still erect, Scott was marched up back onto the stage, followed by his

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camera crew. Frank was addressing the crowd once more.

?Since your star quarterback proved himself unable to control his own cock,

he has earned himself some further punishment.?

Scott knew the terms of the bet and he knew what the extra punishment

was going to be.

?After another twenty spanks with the paddle, Scott will finally have to

endure a cock-beating.?

The loudest cheer yet came from the sadistic crowd. Scott was bent over

the bench again, ass upwards. A paddle was produced from somewhere, and

one of the Monroeville cheerleaders did another number on his backside. Still

smarting from the previous punishment, another twenty hits was not what he

needed right now. But he would have gladly taken a hundred more licks if it

would mean his cock being spared.

As soon as the last of the twenty strokes hit home, Scott was bodily picked

up and turned over onto his back. He was turned and carried to the edge of

the bench, and positioned so that his ass sat on the very edge of the bench,

one leg to either side of it. In this position his cock was totally exposed.

The cameramen positioned themselves to either side of him, one training

his camera directly at the naked boy?s cock, the other taking a full length

picture. Scott noticed the head cheerleader from Monroeville coming up the

steps onto the stage. She was carrying a wooden ruler.

?Do you have anything to say to your fans?? Frank was asking him.

?I?m sorry... I let you down...? Between the emotion of the occasion, and

his fear of what was going to happen next, Scott had difficulty to speak.

With a flick of her wrist, the head cheerleader smacked Scott?s cock with

the ruler.

Scott saw it happening almost in slow motion. The ruler swept an arc, and

hit his cock like a guided missile. She hit directly in the middle of his hard

shaft. The pain was unlike anything he had felt before. He wanted to curl up

into a ball, to protect his cock, but strong hands held him in place.

She hit him a second time. Slightly higher up the shaft, the pain was no

less. More hits. Scott was in agony. No boy should have to endure such

punishment to the cock.

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From the side of the field, Alina was watching Scott?s final punishment on

the big screen. She knew that it was her paddling that caused him to become

hard. And, even though it was not her fault, she couldn?t help feeling a little

guilty.

Scott had taken nine ruler strokes to his manhood. The girl hitting him

had delivered them all up and down his shaft. For the final stroke she took a

careful aim, and smashed the ruler down onto his cockhead.

For Scott this blow to the most sensitive part of his most sensitive part

was a torment too much. Like the cheerleaders he too burst into tears. The

hands released him, and his own hands flew to his crotch. His screams echoed

around the stadium and finally died away as he rubbed his fragile manparts.

Trying to make the pain go away.

It was more than an hour since the game ended. The crowd slowly started

to disperse. Lights switched back on in the town of Madison. The biggest night

in the football calendar was over, for another year. Tomorrow there might be

some sore heads in Monroeville. In Madison, just a few red asses, and one

extremely sore cock.

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Freddy was real there was never no movie, He was restless he hated that he had thought that revenge would feel better once he did so, but it did little to ease his wicked mind, however the dream demons had told him that the Elm Street sign was going to be planted in Hollywood, and that he could invaded the dreams of any eighteen year old and older celebrity in Hollywood, however Freddy was not allowed to kill any female celebrity, and also that his premiere purpose was to sexual own Any female...

Friday Night Alchemy

(Author’s note – This is a 90% non-erotic story. The only erotic scene has been submitted separately as the short story ‘alone at last’.) It was April. It was raining. It was hardly a surprise. The weekend had started well: boy had met girl and the Friday night alchemy that turns alcohol into meaningless sex had just begun when the spell, or rather a Budweiser bottle, was broken by a not-quite-ex-boyfriend who mistook me for the villain in the tragedy that passed for his love life. I was in...

Friday Night Magic

Friday Night Magic. Unfortunately, it's not as romantic as it might sound. I actually run a small comic book and gaming shop, and Magic is the biggest selling card game ever. Every Friday night, I would have anywhere from ten to twenty guys in the shop, playing cards until 11:00pm or later. As fun as it was, it didn't leave much as far as time for a social life, and my lack of sex was getting to me. I'm not the bar hopping, club bouncing type, so going out after the shop closed wasn't really an...

Friday Night Maid Part 3

Friday Night Maid – Part 3 – by Diane Leonard[I walked towards his side of the bed, stood just out of reach. Took my models pose, leaned back, and said, ‘Good evening sir. May I stay here for a while? I have no place to sleep anymore.’ part 2 ending]With that, Roger got this huge smile, jumped out of bed and almost broke the door off as he closed it. He walked over towards me, stood about 5 feet away and began to take in the image. Walking over to me, his hands began to touch me softly. I stood...

Friday Night Maid Part 3

Friday Night Maid - Part 3 - by Diane Leonard [I walked towards his side of the bed, stood just out of reach. Took my models pose, leaned back, and said, "Good evening sir. May I stay here for a while? I have no place to sleep anymore." part 2 ending] With that, Roger got this huge smile, jumped out of bed and almost broke the door off as he closed it. He walked over towards me, stood about 5 feet away and began to take in the image. Walking over to me, his hands began to touch...

Friday Night Maid Part 3

Friday Night Maid - Part 3 - by Diane Leonard[I walked towards his side of the bed, stood just out of reach. Took my models pose, leaned back, and said, "Good evening sir. May I stay here for a while? I have no place to sleep anymore." part 2 ending]With that, Roger got this huge smile, jumped out of bed and almost broke the door off as he closed it. He walked over towards me, stood about 5 feet away and began to take in the image. Walking over to me, his hands began to touch me softly. I...

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Friday Night

It was a night I wouldn't forget soon. It would change everything. It was a Friday. It started as many other 'non-work evenings'. On nights when we don't have to work the next day, we would occasionally have special, 'play' nights. Our favorite (since it was my favorite, I assumed it was Lisa's too) was me licking my very sexy wife to a shuddering orgasm, then we would cuddle while she recovered. After that, she would tease my cock for a while, until I, 'couldn't stand it anymore' and then I'd...

Friday Night

So you some of you boys liked that little story you read in my profile well here is one you real love also. So Friday night i was stuck in SoCa. I'd was really feeling horny all day being I spent the day with two hot studs and my hubby was not there. So late that night after talking on the phone with my hubby when I got back to my hotel room I thought I’d have to do something about it!! So I'm dressed in my little skintight black mini dress and it just covers my ass and my tits are holding the...

A Night With Knight

A night with Knight by Ronde To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Our chat last night I enjoyed our chat last night. Think the other guys did too, if their comments were any basis to judge by. Bet you got a lot of offers after I left the room, but hope I’m the only one who got your email address. Sorry that your husband doesn’t have much time for you anymore. You sound like a beautiful lady, and beautiful ladies should never be ignored. Wish I could do something to make you...

Friday night Mexican Dinner and my Wife too

My name is Steve and my wife Joanna who is a short slim blond but has some what a round ass have been married two years living in the southeast U.S. I work at a company with my best friend Brian and he’s black but he’s like my brother to me because we are so close. I’ve known him for f******n years now we fish, go to the shooting range, help each other when each need it. I mean our relationship could not really be any closer. Sometimes when we are out like fishing and say food is topic of...

Friday Night

Friday Night Adventure. A friend of ours, Don and his girlfriend stopped by on a Friday night to visit and spend some time with me and my Ex-wife. We all sat around drinking and smoking some pot and doing some lines of coke and talking about d**gs, sex and rock-n-roll. After all this was the 70’s. The girls were doing some 10mg Valium and drinking Bacardi Rum that Don had brought with him. They were sitting on the living room couch catching up on latest gossip. Later that night I had notice...

Friday Night Maid Part 4

Friday Night Maid Part 4 (It was 8:15 and I left and walked down to the kitchen and finished the tray. 2 cups of coffee, 2 glasses of juice, 4 pieces of toast. Creamer, sugar, jam, silverware. OH.. and with that I went to the garden, got a red rose from our bushes and came back, put it in a glass and with that, walked to the master bedroom door. I watched the hall clock and at exactly 8:30, I knocked, softly. "Mistress? Are you awake?") As I stood at the door, I could hear noises...

Friday Night Poker

My wife Molly and I play five card stud every Friday night with my buddies. This coming Friday is different though. A few weeks back, Molly mentioned how she gets sexually aroused watching us workout. The five of us are all in great shape. I tell her that we get aroused watching her and the guys cannot stop talking about how hot she is.After telling her, those beautiful hazel eyes light up. Smiling, Molly tells me she has a surprise for us at our next game.Friday finally arrives, we have...

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Friday Nights Date A Cuckoldress Gets Her Just Desserts

Bobbi Jo had checked her emails on her favourite dating site for hot wives and swingers when she saw one from a local man named Paul. He professed to be a strict Dominant, knowledgeable in the finer arts of BDSM and fetish play, and he loved to date married ladies. A brief flurry of correspondence ensued, and a date for Friday night was set. She eagerly told her husband, Lance about the coming tryst, and in true cuckold fashion she made him feel humiliated by the prospect of yet another...

Friday Nights Alright

Joel is currently at university. He has befriended two good pals, Todd and Emma. They are on the same course and were grouped together at random to carry out a group project. They hit it off from the start. They also all live in the same student hall of residence. Joel on the ground floor, Emma is on the floor above and Todd is on the fifth floor. Every Friday, they meet up for either a night out or an evening in with beer and pizza.On the evening in question, they had arranged to meet in...

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Friday Night MILF ClubChapter 5

It had been an eventful start to the summer, getting the boys home, getting caught with our pants down, and meeting our new friend Carla to spice up our love life with her playful role-play and bi-sexual tendencies. It was Friday night, and as usual, I was out with the girls after work. For the last few weeks, our Friday night conversation always came back to sex with younger men. Betty kidded Joan about her failed attempt at getting a younger man to go home with her. Joan challenged her to...

Friday Night MILF ClubChapter 6

The following Wednesday night, I told Emily our little group might be expanding. I needed Brian and Robby available Friday night and Brian to be home on Sunday to entertain some guests with me. Emily just smiled and said, “Sounds good to me. I’ll just have to borrow Robby for Sunday night. Maybe I will call Carla and see if she is busy this weekend.” I looked at Robby, and he just shrugged as if to say, “Why not?” It had never entered my mind to share Robby with Emily before. But now, it...

Friday Night at Mephistos

Betsy Flanagan looked at the image in the mirror. The woman that stared back at her smiled. “Betsy, when you’ve got it, you’ve most definitely got it,” she whispered to herself. Her five foot eight inch form was encased, at least partially, in black leather that hugged her curves like a second skin. The pants were a mesh weave below her crotch, showing plenty of her freshly shaved legs. The leather halter was almost more of a thick bra, coming down to just under the swell of her breasts. Her...

Friday Nights for Watching

So here I am trying to catch the eye of the girl behind the bar, but she seems intent on serving everyone around me. The fiery red hair flowing across her shoulders has a hypnotic effect as she swings round to the cooler cabinet behind her. As she bends at the knees her short denim skirt rides up a little, stretching across a perfect ass. I look to my left, then my right, to see if anyone else has their mind in the gutter; absolutely they do! As far as I can tell, everyone at the bar is...

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Friday night at the Cock Ass Tavern

The Cock & Ass tavern was undeniably the most popular pub in the valley. Everyone for miles around, old and young, would gather there every night to unwind from a tiring day in good company. Well, not exactly everyone. This pub was really only frequented by the men in the valley, and the reason the public house was so popular with them was also the reason women tended to steer clear - the landlady, Erica.It was 8pm on a typical Friday night at the Cock & Ass, the bar was reasonably...

Friday night at the Cock Ass Tavern

The Cock & Ass tavern was undeniably the most popular pub in the valley. Everyone for miles around, old and young, would gather there every night to unwind from a tiring day in good company. Well, not exactly everyone. This pub was really only frequented by the men in the valley, and the reason the public house was so popular with them was also the reason women tended to steer clear - the landlady, Erica.It was 8pm on a typical Friday night at the Cock & Ass, the bar was reasonably...

Friday night

So its another Friday night and I was just driving around lookingfor something to do. I had already stopped by the local bookstoreand didn't see anything I was really interested in so I keptdriving. I saw a small bar down the street from the bookstore itlooked quiet and not too busy for a Friday night so I stopped in fora Coke. I don't drink so I just sit at the bar and soak up theatmosphere.I was sitting at the bar for about an hour nursing the Coke, thinkingabout leaving and then she sat...

Friday night home alone

Friday night home aloneThat unforgettable Friday night I was home alone; Victor had left in the afternoon for a two days quick trip to New York.After some light supper I went upstairs to enjoy a nice hot shower. I rinsed the bubbles from my hair, turned off the steaming hot water and stepped out of the shower. I covered my body with a soft bath towel and started to dry my curly hair.But before finishing it I felt horny again and I put my left hand inside the towel, fingering my sensitive pussy...

Tonights the Night1

If it turns out that my words suit your palette, then do leave a comment; letting me know if I should continue, this sordid little fantasy. _ _ _ He arrived to discover her front door just slightly ajar, exactly as how she had told him it would be on this particular night. His instincts told him ever still, to knock, call out, but he pushed the thought away, and ever so quietly through the door he went. Once inside, closing it behind him and securing the lock in place. Now it...

Tonights the Night0

If it turns out that my words suit your palette, then do leave a comment; letting me know if I should continue, this sordid little fantasy. _ _ _ He arrived to discover her front door just slightly ajar, exactly as how she had told him it would be on this particular night. His instincts told him ever still, to knock, call out, but he pushed the thought away, and ever so quietly through the door he went. Once inside, closing it behind him and securing the lock in place. Now it...

Friday night

It was another lonely night at home like any other, I was sat on my bed thinking of what to do this friday night, all television programmes I usually watched had finished hours ago. I felt bored and depressed, hanging my head I was letting my black hair fall over my mocha coloured latino skin. I glanced up, focusing my green eyes on the tv screen with flashing images, little did I realize a slightly pornographic film had come on whilst I'd been staring into my lap deep in thought. It so...

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Friday night lights

Friday night in our town is always football night. And that didn’t change after my divorce. I still went to the games with friends, it was our meeting place before going for a drink. This Friday my regular friends were all out of town for one reason or another but Hey I thought I would still go, I know other people there. After a easy win a few local were still tailgating and I was invited, nothing else to do so I went over and introduced myself. I had a good time but by the time midnight came...

Friday Night Confession and Contrition

Friday Night - Confession and Contrition I stand outside the study in my school uniform. White long-sleeved shirt and tie under the gymslip, which is tied with a sash at the waist, and comes to just above my knees. Long white socks in black pumps. My light brown hair is cut in a squared off bob, and my firm breasts tent my shirt, and so my gymslip, satisfactorily. My hands are held out, palms up, and the cane, the rattan cane, lies across them. I wait. I stand there and wait. I...

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