TENNIS WEEK
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Pam was a “hottie” and my tennis buddy. She was also my wife’s best friend and jogging buddy. Pam was also a huge tease and seemed to have an insatiable appetite for sex, something for which I was more than happy to work with her on. About a week passed since Pam and I managed to first hook up. I felt guilty having entered into an affair with my wife’s best friend, but at the same time, I had unmet needs, and that was not my fault. I was sitting in my study when Pam and Marianne, my lovely...
CheatingI am not a bashful person, but I will admit I was quite shocked when, one Saturday morning, I walked totally nude into our kitchen, on the way to the laundry room and right into the wide-eyed stare of our neighbor, Pam. I quickly retreated around the corner after she shrieked. I quickly retreated to the master bedroom After throwing on some jeans and a shirt, I made my way, rather sheepishly, back towards the kitchen to find out why Pam was sitting alone at our dining room table.I mumbled an...
CheatingTENNIS ANYONE The airline check-in girl must have thought my wife Kelly was a real cloths horse. She checked the two large suitcases and I checked my one very small case. It did look like a lot of cloths for only a one- week trip to Laughlin, Nevada but the airline people didn't need to know the whole story. For several months now, my wife Kelly and I had been having theme nights in the bedroom to spice up our marriage. We are both in our thirties and have been together for twelve...
Tennis Our sister school decided they can't join in on our mixed tennis league and our drama dept, as their Program was to full. Now us grade 10`s that play tennis in the 3rd team must play mixed league with the I st team. We must dress the part as well. The no six boy must play with the no one from the first team. At the end there is a prize giving and prizes for top couple and prizes for best dressed and most convincing etc. The league ends at end of team. That's when drama season...
As she walked off the court, her shoulders slumped, Bekki Scheidner cursed the twist of fate that had drawn her against Martine Novanzerada in the quarter final of the most important tournament of her short career as a professional tennis player. The match had been billed as a generation clash between the eighteen year old German who was showing such promise in her first season as a professional and the forty-four year old East European veteran who had won every trophy and accolade throughout...
LesbianHi, all today I am here to narrate a sexstory which took place recently. I am Ramya 18 years of age and 32 24 33 are my stats and 5feet 6inches in height. If you like my story and feedback As I play tennis a lot and I started playing tournaments now. This is a story which started on the tennis court. One day, after the practice, my coach praised me and asked me if I am ready to train with boys so that it can improve my gameplay. I agreed and he told me there is a new student from another...
Hello to all the Indian Sex Stories readers and editors and of course to the authors who are going to read my story. If there are any mistakes committed by me in writing this story please forgive me. About myself, I’m Vikram Sploosh Machine, from Andhra Pradesh, Tirupati. Coming to the story. This story happened last year when I went to Hyderabad for coaching. As I am a bachelor, I had to find rooms. I got one rented room near Masab tank. And there is a tennis a court near my place. I used to...
Tennis Bet By Tennis guy My cousin Sue called me one Saturday afternoon because she and two of her friends were going to play tennis, and they needed a fourth so they could play doubles. I consider myself to be a "not-so-bad" tennis player, so I figured, what the hell - since I was playing with three girls I wouldn't have to play too hard, and I might just enjoy the view. We agreed to meet at the courts at the local park, and we got there and although it was kinda crowded, we...
Tennis Bet 2 By Tennis Guy Have you ever let the heat of the moment get to you and you end up saying something that you really wish you hadn't said? I sometimes think that it's the testosterone that flows throw my veins that make me say things that I usually will end up regretting. At least I think that's how to explain the stupid bet I made after I had already lost one humiliating bet. There I was out on a public tennis court with people watching and laughing as I tried to...
Welcome to a great adventure that is based on the great game of tennis, you have four choices: 1) you can take the role of a mixed doubles partner of Daniela Hantuchova, Justine Henin-Hardenne, Anna Kournikova or Kim Clijsters. 2) Enroll yourself as a professional official of tennis, where you will receive a full scale view of all that tennis has to offer 3) Become a coach of several different tennis women, and be the first to see them after a match. or, 4) Make your way to the top of the...
“Shall we go to my place?” Pam asked. I didn’t know what to say. I was not one to cheat on my wife. I couldn’t bring myself to live with the guilt. Pam was the neighbor down the street and the jogging buddy with my wife. I found myself attracted to Pam for a variety of reasons, the least of which was her outgoing personality and killer body. I did my best to maintain my distance, but Pam made it very difficult for me. Pam had invited me to a game of tennis. I used to play tennis back in...
CheatingTennis Girl ? by: JaneDoeNY It was spring and I was 15 when my parents died. I didn't have any other family, really, so I went to live with my good friend Natalie and her mother in Florida, because she went to St. Joe's, one of the top prep schools in the country, and the board agreed to cover my tuition. We had a lot of fun when I first got down there that May, and being with Natalie really took my mind off my parents' death. She and I both played tennis, so it was fun...
Roland Garros 2011 Roland Garros 2011. The most notorious tennis stars in the world faced each other in the final. It was an unusually warm day. The audience was puffing as they watched the game. On one side stood Nancy; she looked fatter and shorter then her twin opponent: Layla. It was no surprise they faced each other; they have the same genes. Both Afro-American players tried to play their best in the first set. However, the audience was expecting much more. Despite their years of...
Copyright© It really was just a chance encounter. I could have done so many other things. Sometimes I just can't explain why I do the things I do. Looking for amusement, I stopped at a local park and was watching a men's softball game, whilesitting in my car. This was not a particularly high-class game but it was interesting. At least it was until a family came from the parking lot onto the nearby tennis court. That changed things. I didn't pay much attention to the family at first. I...
"You sure babe?" "Ya im sure, i need some time alone...Thanks though" I up the phone. Jack had just broken up with me, it was funny though, no tears, no mourning, just feeling a little lonely. I was 5'8, blonde hair, long legs, 36 d tits, firm not sagging, a tight ass... I had bright blue eyes, and full light pink lips. I was fit from jogging and playing tennis. I strapped on some comfortable tennis shoes, and a small, airy shirt. I grabbed my racket and skipped out too the door. I jogged past...
Group SexIt was a pretty nice day for September. I was playing the men’s singles final at my local tennis club. My name is Fred Perry. That is my actual name. And I play tennis. Pretty cool, right? For those of you who don’t know, Fred Perry was the last British male champion of Wimbledon back in the thirties. I have a feeling I was named after him seeing as though my dad’s a bit of a tennis enthusiast himself. OK, I should probably get to the point here. The guy I was playing against was called Ian....
I couldn’t believe my luck. Pam lived two doors down from my wife and I and was my wife’s jogging buddy. My attraction to Pam grew over a period of time. Marianne had struggled with her health which had an adverse effect on our sex life. Pam was always flirting with me, but I never really paid much attention to her flirting, until one day when she invited me to play tennis. Marianne didn't play tennis, but I loved the game and was quite good at it. I saw an opportunity to explore the...
CheatingTennis Bet 4 By Tennis Guy After I put on a borrowed pair of pantyhose, I asked if either Pam or Sue knew where my clothes were from yesterday. "I think I saw Amy take them home with her. She said she was going to wash them for you." "Gee, that was awfully nice, but I don't have any clothes to wear, unless one of you can run over to my apartment and get me some." "Look Scott, you're already wearing my panties and pantyhose, you might as well go ahead and borrow something of...
Tom did a double-take when the gorgeous redhead stepped into the construction trailer that served as his camp office. What had happened to little Katy Simpson? he asked himself as she greeted him. “It’s so nice to see you, Coach Beckett! I’m so happy to be doing this camp with you!” Katy said with a smile, awkwardly moving toward a hug before stretching out her hand for an adult, professional handshake. “Of course,” Tom replied, “I’m thrilled to have you. Please, take a seat. Let’s get caught...
TeenOne Saturday in August, wearing only shoes and a ragged pair of old cut-offs as my futile hedge against the heat, I was pushing the lawnmower around the sculpted edges of the lawn, unconsciously following the curves and contours and dodging overhanging flowers and shrubs, just letting my mind wander where it wanted to. I was thinking about starting high school in the fall and looking forward to my fourteenth birthday, which would take place in September as well. Somehow, fourteen seemed like a...
It was the last match of the high school tennis season and I shouted encouragement as one of my girls put up a spirited fight against a vastly superior opponent. The leggy fourteen-year-old gamely chased down balls all over the court. But in the second set as she tried to change direction her foot twisted awkwardly beneath her, and she fell to the ground writhing in pain. When I reached her, the girl's left ankle was already beginning to swell. I scooped her up and carried her to her...
After that day we settled into a pattern. Following tennis practice the girls would come over to my place, where we practiced on one another. Sometimes we moved the party into my bedroom, and sometimes we only made it as far as the sofa. I never tired of exploring their lithe teenaged bodies, marveling at the perfection of their smooth skin and their still-developing breasts. I pleasured them in every way I could think of using my fingers, lips and tongue. The girls, for their part, worked...
When I was in High School, I had a crush on a girl named Sindy...She was a chubby Asian girl of fair complexion. She stood about 5'5" and had light brown hair. I had known her since elementary school, but I never paid her much attention until I reached High School.I actually remember the first time I really noticed her. One day after school, I was hanging out with a friend by the tennis courts. At the time, it was girl's season for tennis and she was on the Varsity team. As my friend and I were...
Tennis Bet 3 By Tennis Guy We finally were able to leave the shoe store - the girls at the register added again to my humiliation by giving me some kind of "Hosiery" card that with each pair of stockings or pantyhose purchased I got a stamp. "10 more pairs and you get one free, sweetie!" one told me. "Yeah - I don't think I'll be needing anymore," I said dripping with sarcasm. "Wanna bet?" she asked, bringing much laughter from Sue, Pam, and Amy. As we were leaving, Amy...
Tennis Bet 5 By Tennis Guy By the time I had finished shaving and showering, Amy had gotten back to the apartment. I took the bathrobe off of the back of the door, put it on, and went out to see if she had brought my clothes back. When I went out, I saw the girls all sitting on the couch looking at some pictures. "I can't believe how good these turned out," Pam said. "What are you looking at?" I asked. Sue said, "Amy took the film that we used last night to a one hour...
Characters: Elena, Olga, Claire Tennis Oh shit Elena thought losing another game to her opponent Olga. It was the fourth game of the second set she had already conceded the first set six to three, even in the second set she was trailing by all the four games. Elena sat on the bench calmly reorganizing some of her lost composure. She couldn’t even look at her coach, Claire, who was sitting there in the stands emotionless, cold as ice. Elena was not only disturbed about her performance but the...
After Justine had finally gone home, Katie and I took a long shower together. My lust sated for the moment—I had cum three times in about four hours—I was content to simply wash her nubile body without feeling the need to stuff my cock inside her. I asked how she felt about everything we'd done that day. "I loved it," she said. "All of it." I asked her a few specifics. Yes, even the nipple clamps, the slapping and choking. "I can't explain it," she said. "When you're rough with me...
Linda and Stacy were both the same age–thirty-six–and looked great. But they were like night anvisit my msg board it got pics and you can post there to http://piclink.aimoo.com/d day: Linda was a tall, six-foot platinum blond, with small tits, and a runway models body, Stacy was Italian, five-four, with huge breasts and long black hair. Her body was thin, but more curvaceous. They just got finished with a morning of tennis, and now they were in the locker room. They only went there to dry...
You're name is Kjalar Vidarsson. You are the first Icelandic male tennis player to compete at the Australian Open. Having just turned 18 years of age you are ranked 51st in the World. You have successfully qualified for the first round of the Australian Open. Your first match is against the 12th seed Curtis Sanderson of Great Britain. Your younger sister Kveta is also playing in the tournament. She just turned 18 a week ago and is ranked 47th in the world. For someone her age she has a very...
Linda and Stacy were both the same age--thirty-six--and looked great. But they were like night and day: Linda was a tall, six-foot platinum blonde, with small tits, and a runway model"s body; Stacy was Italian, five-four, with huge breasts and long black hair. Her body was thin, but more curvaceous. They just got finished with a morning of tennis, and now they were in the locker room. They only went there to dry themselves with towels, and rest a bit (neither of them liked to shower in public)....
This happened a few years ago I had just finished playing tennis. An unusual day already because I had actually won two out of three sets against a better player, and I was feeling pretty good, if sweaty and tired. I sat down on the bench at the court under a merciful tree and began guzzling water. A younger guy came up to me and started talking. He was about 32, 6'4", and in great shape. He pointed out his girlfriend ... Debbie ... and asked if I found her attractive. I had to say yes. She...
The wives club groups on posting were always the same it seemed. Their man away on a long excercise hasd been diverted to another of the worlds trouble spots. The constant round of coffee mornings and cookery classes, flower arranging and trips to local manufacturers had taken its toll on soem of the women. The club has empied leaving Sue, Cath and Wendy after the morning pottery class. Pip the bar steward had made them lunch and the women sat on the veranda getting slowly drunk on Gin and...
FetishLinda and Stacy were both the same age--thirty-six--and looked great. But they were like night and day: Linda was a tall, six-foot platinum blonde, with , and a runway model's body; Stacy was Italian, five-four, with huge breasts and long black hair. Her body was thin, but more curvacious. They just got finished with a morning of tennis, and now they were in the locker room. They only went there to dry themselves with towels, and rest a bit (neither of them liked to shower in public). Stacy...
IncestMy wedding night was not what I had imagined it would be. I was now married to an 18-year-old Japanese girl, half my age and still in high school. I had known her less than a month but saved her from her evil stepmum and bad home situation. I picked her up at school, drove her to city hall and after two brief but very intense romantic encounters, I dropped her off for her friend's slumber party, her first one, which she really didn't want to miss. I didn't blame her but it meant I had to...
Sandra and I had been going out together for about six months. She was the perfect looking girl for me, with her beautiful freckled face, slim turned-up nose, pouty red lips, light green eyes, long blonde hair that she usually kept in a ponytail or braids, a great body topped with perky B-cup tits, and a cute firm ass that just screamed to be pumped. She was only 23, but Sandra already knew what she wanted out of life, and wasn’t afraid to go for it. She had met her latest acquaintance at the...
Hi everyone am Shravan,23 year old guy,a student, living in Mangalore and Bangalore,Karnataka….I am a great fan of ISS, especially i like the Incest stories that are posted here. Thank you guys for sharing your awesome experiences. It really turns me on. I would like to know u all out here. I m open to all kind of relationship with ladies of all age group. Pls do mail me at my Email id. secrecy and Good relationship is Promised waiting to hear from u all. Pls. mail me your response to my mail...
The next day I hadn't even begun to miss my two sexy teenagers when Katie turned up at my doorstep. I shouldn't have been surprised, though it was hardly an hour since her sister had departed for the ocean. I wasted no time getting her inside and stripping her naked. With Sabrina and Missy around, I felt compelled to use Katie as harshly as they did. But she was so fucking beautiful. I had been longing to explore other avenues with her. Now, I lay her on my bed and examined and toyed with...
Katie's mood was still buoyant the next morning. It was the first time since I'd met her that she seemed genuinely happy. I wondered how she'd feel if she knew Sabrina and Missy were coming home that day. Then something else occurred to me. "Katie," I said, "you didn't call your mom last night. Does she have any idea where you are?" Her cheerfulness evaporated. "She probably didn't notice that I was gone," the girl said sullenly. "She spends every minute with her new boyfriend....
Eventually we dried Sabrina's tears and got her calmed down. Katie helped me to put clean sheets on the bed in my guest room and, to my amazement, offered to sleep in there with Sabrina. What was more amazing, Sabrina accepted the offer. The family crisis apparently drew the sisters together in spite of the beating Sabrina had given Katie a few hours earlier. In the morning I was cooking breakfast for the girls when Katie joined me in the kitchen. She didn't say anything, just kissed me on...
“Beth’s mom is going to be disappointed,” Katie said. “Her daughter is just not into girls.” Katie was recounting her most recent attempt to seduce the youngster. She had spent the evening at my place while her mom and I went out for drinks. “Did you tell her that she needs to practice kissing so she’ll know what to do with boys?” “Yeah, and we did that. She likes to make out.” “Oh really? Is she, uh, any good?” “She sure is,” Katie grinned. “I taught her everything I know.” “You’re so...
I really don’t know what possessed me to take this trip. I know it was Josh’s 16th birthday and bringing his younger brother Simon was a given, why on earth did I let them invite 4 of their friends as well. Driving from our home in Hertfordshire UK to our Spanish villa was long enough without having a car load of excited teens. I suppose after the last year when my husband had decided to leave us they both deserved a break, and lets be honest just having your mother to celebrate with, is not...
“Sorry sir but we only have a single vacancy”. ‘No this could be happening to me, where would we go at this time?’ I thought. “Emma there’s only one room, and I don’t think we will be able to go anywhere in this night, what should I do?” “Take it we’ll stay together.” “Are you sure you will stay with a boy whole night in a room? Aren’t you scared or something?” “Ya! Ya! Very funny! Now make it quick, I’m chilling out here.” “Ma’am we’ll take it, but won’t there be any problem if we stay...
Translatet With GoolgeIt was Friday at had passed 1400 and looked forward to a pleasant evening with Randi. When the bell rang the doorbell. It was the record that came with the package. Waited no packages, but the visitors leveled and took the package into. I opened the box and there lay a patch. Walk in shower and wash well. There are several bags in the package, do not pack the up until you have been notified. Randi. I went in the shower, washed and shaved. Took me morning coat and went into...
We don't talk at first, seemingly struck dumb by what just happened. But you reach over and hold my hand, and it's the sweetest thing you could have done for me. I kiss it gently, and you reward me with a smile.My mind is filled with possibilities.... We turn on to a dirt road, and you drive quickly, raising a cloud of dust. Past plenty of trees, an open field or two, but no houses. I wonder if you know what you're doing.You do. You stop without warning. Pulling a blanket from the back seat, we...
From top to bottom, Wendy was sexuality. Her long brown hair, deep brown eyes, luscious red lips, pert breasts, slim waist, tight ass, and long legs all added up to a body that was to die for. And she knew how to use it. Simply walking across a room was all that was usually needed for Wendy to excite the baser desires of every man in it (and, truth be known, not a few women as well). Since the age of fifteen, her unofficial motto had been “A day without an orgasm is a day...
Thank you and sorry to all my fans for waiting so long for this chapter! I had so many thoughts, and so many fans emailed me with their wonderful suggestions. It's probably the most important chapter and I wanted it to be special so it took me forever to write. You'll notice it's much longer than the rest - I just couldn't keep anything out. It had to have the proper escalation, the right pacing. If you haven't read the other chapters, please do! This won't make sense without...
PINCH WEEKThis story is fiction. Do not imitate any actions in the story as they are pure fantasy. Any attempt at replication in the real world of any part could be dangerous and is strictly forbidden. All female characters in the story are above the age of adult responsibility.Inspired by ?Letter From a Strict Mom Part I? by Max Smart smackmagnet?s email: [email protected] WEEK ? Smack Magnet1: TRIBUNAL (Saturday)We had to write ?What we did over our holidays? for Mrs Simpson?s...
Hell Week ? by: Cowgyrl The moment of truth had come. It had been one long semester of learning everything there was to know and more about the house and its members, and now, our pledge class was preparing for our initiation week or hell week. We'd all heard the stories of hazing and outright verbal abuse throughout the campus during these rites-of-passage, and it was not sitting well with any of us I suspect. However, nothing could prepare us for what lay in store in the next...
For adults only. All characters and events are fictional. Not intended as instructional. INHERITANCE TAX © Miss Anthropy 2003. Part One ? The First Week "Well," said Sonia, coming down the stairs of Aunt Mabel's mansion with the clothing list in her hand. "It's ten to twelve, so I suppose its time you got changed." "Is there anything fairly unisex I could start with?" asked Amos, standing in the hallway. "Just to get me used to the idea?" Sonia looked doubtfully...
Kate’s Interesting Week By TromPart 1 – Kate’s Humiliation My name is Kate Crichton, I was a high school Junior in a typical, boring Midwestern suburb, and I lived in a decent neighborhood alone with my parents, since my brother went away to college the year before. I'd been busted a few times by the cops for minor alcohol related issues, and because of this, my parents didn’t trust me alone in the house. This caused what would become the most interesting week of my life. My dad always had a...
This story is an old one, an experiment from when I was new to fiction and trying out all sorts of narrators and voices and story shapes, looking for the outer edges of what I could do, couldn't do, and loved doing. It's many ways unpleasant because its narrator is ... well, a dirtbag sleaze who deserves what he gets. I set it aside and wrote a more satisfying story of domestic love deceived and yet fulfilled ("Trust Me"), a kind I prefer. Meanwhile I showed this story to one of the...
Part 1 - SaturdayThere was a ring on the doorbell. I basically knew it was her, but I was still madly excited, as though I didn't know, as though there was a chance it wasn't her and I was hoping it was.Sure enough, there she was. Stacey looked fantastic, her brown hair drifting slightly over her eyes, her wonderful body perfectly shown off by her tight top and jeans."Hi, you ok?" I asked, smiling. I gazed down at her feet and laughed. "You know me too well!" She was wearing a gorgeous pair of...
Gender Choice Week Of the many things that set homo sapiens apart from the rest of animal kingdom, its ability to choose genders is one of the strangest. How it works is easy to describe: all other mammals have their sex predetermined at conception, and are born with either male or female genitals. Humans, however, are born with both male and female genitals. The male genitals are on the outside, so at a glance all children look male. (And by convention, all such children are...
Lori's Story 03 - Vacation Week By Sheila Anne Morgan Greg had his weekly golf match with his buddies this afternoon so Lori and I decided we needed to go shopping. Actually Lori was reluctant, but if she was going to be a girl for the next week she was going to need her own make up and lingerie. Greg had also said he was going to take us to dinner tonight and I wanted to get Lori a special dress. I found Lori a purse and stuffed it with some of the things a girl...
Housemaid for a Week A personal encounter By Monica Graz PROLOGUE Last Christmas I had a unique experience working as a housemaid for a week in a Victorian mansion in Melbourne which belongs to family friends that know and eagerly accept my 'domestic situation'. A few words as a prologue, to explain my 'domestic situation'. For a long time now I work as part time maid/housewife in my own house! It is a mutual agreement with my wife/employer and we both benefit from it. Every...
Feeling tired when she got to school the next day, after the long week with a lot of strenuous sex and more alcohol than her norm, Sarah found herself fighting droopy eyes during the first several classes. She ran into Ali after math class who looked anything put tired, acting and looking instead very nervous. She pulled Sarah to the side and spoke quickly since they only had a few minutes. “You know I’m supposed to get together with Jimmie tonight, right?” “Yeah. Is there a problem? ...
FREE SEX FOR A WEEK He was on a two week holiday. He had stayed at a cheap motel just outside the city limits. When he went out to his car, he found a flyer on the window for a local brothel a few miles down the road. It was early. He had no real plans. He was a little horny, so why not, he thought to himself. It would be a good way to get the holiday going. He followed the directions on the flyer. He was there in about 20 minutes. It was a secluded two-story house. Older, but well...
When I got to feet from the door, but it was very loud. I didn't know him, I'd said "Hi" to him in the hallway, but I knew who he was, of course. I was surprised to find he knew who I was. "What's going on?" I asked him. "Hmm. Yes." He coughed, seeming a little nervous, but then smiled at me. "You've been selected, Miss Shenoy." "For what?" I was mystified. "We've had a change in policy for the college," he told me. "We're going to pick a few students each week. Here, this will explain...
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