Playing To Win Playing The Game IIChapter 5 Tournament Weekend
- 1 year ago
- 28
- 0
A bunch of us got together over at Josh's house on Sunday afternoon. Austin, Tessa, Josh, Andrea, Jake, and I were in the basement. The television was on, tuned to a football game, but nobody, not even Jake, was paying any attention to it.
"So," said Austin, "what did you girls find out?"
"Molly's scared practically out of her mind," said Tessa. "I was able to talk to her for a few minutes yesterday, right after the football game."
Andrea added, "From what I could find out, the Bulls have been recruiting, both boys and girls, and Jilly's making them stronger than they ever were when Richie was running things. They might not be quite as visible, but they're a lot sneakier than they used to be."
"It's kind of odd, isn't it, that Jilly was able to take over the gang?" asked Jake. "After all, isn't he the youngest?"
"He's not the youngest by much," replied Andrea. "He's carried on the Del Toro family tradition of flunking a couple of grades. Even though he's only in the ninth grade, he's sixteen years old."
"And," added Tessa, "even though Harold, for instance, is a senior, the first thing Jilly did when he got to high school and joined up with his big brother's friends was to jump on Harold and beat the crap out of him, for no real reason other than he wanted to. He kind of asserted his dominance early by pounding on the oldest guy. He not only backed up his swagger, he also showed them that he might be just a little crazy. It impressed them, and they all got in line after that."
"A little crazy," I observed, "and also a little smart."
"Only within their circle," noted Andrea. "Basically, he's dumb as a rock, kind of like his big brother Richie. But among the Bulls, he's a rocket scientist. But, believe it, he's got mean covered," she added. "Whatever we decide to do concerning Molly, we're going to have to go through Jilly first."
"That's not such a comforting thought," said Josh, "but I'll do what I need to do to get my sister out of there."
"Josh," I said, "I know your parents have got to be concerned about this. Have you talked to them about Molly?"
"They want to call the police," said Josh. "I keep on telling them that the solution doesn't lie with the cops in this case." He sighed. "They know we're trying to do something here, and they've talked to Heather at school quite a bit about Molly, and Heather told them to let us give it a try first before they do anything further. She said that she thought Molly would be more receptive to us than she would to any authority figure, whether it's the cops, or a counselor at school, or even Mom and Dad. So they're going to let us do what we can. Reluctantly, but at least they're willing to give us a chance."
"Well, we can always fall back on brute authority figures if we fail," said Austin. For Molly's sake, I hoped it didn't come to that.
For all our good intentions, we didn't come up with a feasible plan that afternoon. We ended up ordering pizza, cracking open a bunch of sodas, and goofing off.
The next morning at school, just before the first bell rang, I saw Josh at his locker. He looked like he had been up most of the night.
"Molly came home last night," he said quietly. "Her face was puffy, and she had a black eye. My parents were really upset, and they called the cops. They came over to interview her, but she wouldn't say anything to them, or to Mom or Dad. Refused to press charges, refused to even say what had happened. When she heard the cops at the front door, she ran upstairs and locked herself in her room, so they couldn't even see her."
"Yeah? Then what?" I knew there was more to the story.
"The cops finally left around midnight. They said they would have a talk with Del Toro and his parents. Jilly's almost as well known to them as Richie, apparently. Anyway, they told my folks that there really wasn't much they could do without cooperation from Molly, even though she's a minor." He looked around to see who else might be hearing our conversation before he continued. "They said that, under most circumstances, they could scare the suspect into stopping whatever they were doing wrong. In this case, they were pretty sure that wasn't going to work, but they promised to do what they could."
Josh slammed his locker door closed in frustration. "When I walked by her room, after the cops left, I could hear her crying in there, behind the closed door. I knocked, but she ignored me. I couldn't go barging in, you know?" He looked at me, wanting confirmation that he had done the right thing. Not sure if he had or not, I still nodded encouragingly. "Maybe an hour later, after Mom and Dad had gone to bed, I was still up. Couldn't sleep, you know? So I was reading, or at least trying to. What I was really doing was worrying about my sister." He took a deep breath. "Anyway, Molly came into my room, Sean. She was still crying a little, and she was limping pretty badly, kind of shuffling along."
"Yeah?" I wanted to offer encouragement for him to go on with his story, because he needed to tell someone, even though I really didn't want to be the one to hear it.
"And she started taking off her clothes. She was wearing, like, a dirty t-shirt, and a scruffy pair of jeans, and she took off her t- shirt, and then sat on the edge of my bed and took off her jeans." Josh's voice was catching. If we had been alone, I knew he would have been close to tears, telling me about this. "She just sat there, without saying a word to me, Sean, in her underwear. And her whole body was marked up. Bruises, some of them looking kind of old, but definitely some fresh ones, too, all up and down her ribcage. There were scrapes on her shoulders and back, and hickeys and bite marks on her legs, her... her thighs, you know, up near... there." Now he was so uncomfortable he wouldn't even look at me. I put my hand on his bicep, hoping the contact would give him a little comfort. "She pulled the top of her... her bra down, just a little, and her... her boobs... at least the tops of them... had a bunch of hickeys on them, too..."
The bell rang, startling us both. He drew himself up to his full height, and took another deep, cleansing breath. We started walking down the hall to our first classes.
"So I helped her get cleaned up as best as I could, and put some antiseptic on her cuts, and put her back to bed. I told her to just stay in bed today, and I would get some help for her by this afternoon. She never said a word the whole time, Sean, but I could see it in her eyes, that she wanted me to help her. She was sleeping when I left this morning. Dad went to work, but Mom called in so she could stay home with Molly, in case she wanted to talk. I don't think she will, though."
Monday was a really good day. My mom took the morning off from work again, and I took the morning off from school, and we went to the doctor's office to have all my stitches taken out. After examining my various healing wounds, the doctor pronounced me as progressing nicely, and he removed almost all restrictions from activities. He did caution me that my ribs would still need a lot of time, and he told me not to go into the weight room and stress my arm for a couple more weeks. On the other...
Coach Pick spent a lot of Saturday with my family and me. He came to the house about ten o'clock in the morning to meet my parents and my brothers, driving up in a rental Buick. He talked about Gainesville and north central Florida, about the University of Florida, and about his soccer teams. He left just before lunchtime, to go talk to another family about an hour away, but he promised to be back in plenty of time to go out to dinner with us. "You know, in Florida it's pretty darned hard...
One Sunday afternoon late in October, Kayla and I were in my family room. This time, we actually were doing homework, instead of merely pretending to. Stephen was in his room, presumably doing his homework, though in actuality he probably had his headphones on and was zoned out, listening to his new Van Halen album. The telephone rang, but before I could struggle up from the floor, my mom answered from the kitchen. "Sean! Telephone!" She waited until she heard me pick up, and then she...
By early August I was dead tired, and even looking forward to school starting up again. The workload had to be less than what I was struggling with during those hot weeks in July and August. The kids were learning too fast. Even with the help I had, and the amount of time we were spending with each group, it was hard for me to stay ahead of them. I was spending about twenty hours on the field with the kids and the coaches, running drills and supervising scrimmages and games, as well as...
Coach scheduled a team meeting after our Thursday afternoon practice to announce the starting lineups, and to hand out practice and game schedules. Paco Ochoa, Kristina Mendoza's boyfriend, was going to be the starting midfielder on my side of the field. I had been watching him during tryouts, and he was a good ball-handler. And he was fast, maybe even faster than Eric. It was a great choice for that position. As I pretty much expected, Weasel was given the starting sweeper position. When...
Someday, I thought to myself, somebody will be able to explain to me how come I suck at relationships with girls my own age. And why I can't seem to keep any sense about me when it comes to older women. Wendy was just too much of a hedonist for me. I had to look the word up in the Thesaurus, but I was pretty sure that was the right term for her. And now I was deathly afraid that I had ruined my friendship with Kip and Davey's mom, too. And, to top it all off, I always seemed to blow any...
He’s weird like that, he has a tendency to make up his own words and languages, and refuses to tell me their meanings. Ethan works along with me in Hot Topic, we both are cashiers, we both have gages, we both have colored hair, we both love black clothing. He’s adorable in his mindset. Sometimes he’ll create a game that we’ll play all throughout the day and I won’t even realize it till he tells me if I won or he won, and what the prize is. Because I rarely know of...
Introduction: Two friends go to a party, without knowing what will happen Ethan sidled up next to me, put his lips near my ear, and whispered, Binklebop. Hes weird like that, he has a tendency to make up his own words and languages, and refuses to tell me their meanings. Ethan works along with me in Hot Topic, we both are cashiers, we both have gages, we both have colored hair, we both love black clothing. Hes adorable in his mindset. Sometimes hell create a game that well play all...
Just before practice on Monday, Coach Neville called me into his office. "How are you feeling, Mr. Porter?" He sat back in his chair, taking his glasses off. "I feel pretty good," I replied. "Your doctors have given you their permission to resume playing?" "Yes, sir. My only real restriction from the doctors was to stay out of the weight room for a couple of weeks after the stitches came out." He smiled briefly, knowing full well that I was only an occasional visitor to the weight...
Reddit Straight Girls Playing, aka r/StraightGirlsPlaying! Watching straight girls do something that is not-so-straight gets my motor running, and seeing as how you decided to check out a subreddit called r/StraightGirlsPlaying/, I am sure you feel the same way, right? There are many reasons why this subreddit made my dick hard, and they are all pretty obvious. But if you are interested, I shall go over all the basics and whatever the fuck I think is important.Starting with the overall...
Reddit NSFW ListJake gave me a ride after our respective practices on Wednesday and Thursday. We would stop and pick up Luscious Kayla on our way over to my house, where the three of us would spread our homework out on the family room floor. My family quickly got used to seeing us working in there. By Friday I was really tired of dragging my mummified arm around. Besides, it was itching so badly it was driving me crazy, so I unwound the wrappings and threw them away. I spent a few minutes in absolute...
My club team had started up again by mid-summer. Eric and I were joined by Jorge, who made the team as keeper. We had practices four evenings a week, and played either one or two games on the weekends. At about the same time, the Duane Olchick clinic began. Olchick was a Czech player who had been playing for three years in the U.S. and was scheduled to go back to Europe in the fall to play. He had a couple of months of down time before he left, so he was running clinics in several cities in...
Our club season was finished, our school team had won its first game, and I had a long weekend ahead of me. I planned on being as lazy as I could be, all weekend long. From what Lori and Wendy had been paying me for teaching the boys, and all the games I officiated for the past year, plus the money I had earned working for Duane Olchick during his clinic, I was feeling pretty damned wealthy. I was even thinking I might have enough to buy a good, cheap car for myself. I brought the subject...
Molly was at school the next day, but she looked terrible. No amount of makeup could cover up the big welt by her left temple. It looked like somebody had popped her with something abrasive, and she was walking around school slowly, as if her body hurt, too. At lunchtime, I grabbed Austin, and the two of us went out in search of Josh. We found him outside, sitting under a tree with Andrea and a couple of other kids. "Josh. I need to talk with you, man," I said. He looked up, but made no...
A couple of weeks before Labor Day, our school was holding team tryouts for the fall sports, including football and boy's soccer. Coach Neville already had several positions filled, from returning starters and reserves. Kevin Soranno, Trent Abbott and Mike Evanson were returning as seniors, and Eric Johnson, Anthony Rogers and I were returning juniors from the starting lineup of a year ago. In addition, Jorge Mendoza, a sophomore, was taking over the starting keeper duties from John...
I knew that there was no way that Kristina's parents would allow her to go to the block party with me, and I wouldn't ask her to sneak around against her father's wishes, so I decided to give Becky Steinman a call. After all, why should I be the only kid there without a girl to hang out with? "Hi, Becky," I said when she got on the phone. "It's Sean." "Sean? Sean who?" she asked teasingly. "Not Sean Porter, is it? I thought he dropped off the face of the earth." "Nope," I...
The team was scheduled to take a bus down to the University campus, where the playoffs would continue, on Thursday morning. Our semifinal game would be played Friday night, and the winners of Friday's games would meet for the championships on Sunday afternoon. After practice on Wednesday, Kayla and I were sprawled in my family room. On this last evening before I had to leave for a few days, Jake was being uncharacteristically sensitive, making himself scarce and allowing us a little alone...
The next few weeks were the most hectic of my life. We were on the home stretch toward graduation, and the pace was picking up. Two weeks after Prom, there was a banquet scheduled for the athletes who competed on all the school teams. It was held in a large banquet hall, and there were about a thousand people in attendance, students and families, coaches and administrators. The Athletic Banquet was one of the highlights of the school year, because it was the only time all the teams were...
The soccer team returned home triumphant, and the recruiters started calling. Pick called on Monday, too, and told me that he had been at the championship game. "Helluva stop, son, on that corner," he said. "The kid who took the shot is a really good player," I said. "All- State selection the past two years." "You mean that Spencer Goldman fella? I know, Sean. He's on my list to call on, too." "Really? He'd be a great addition to your team, Coach." Pick went on to let me know...
We fell into our school routine through the fall. Becky decided I was dirt, and, except for when she had to, she stopped talking to me. Kristina seemed to work through her guilt and anger, and was pretty much back to her old self again. Molly was skipping school with some regularity, and on the days she did show up, she was looking paler and thinner than ever. I noticed that she had taken to wearing much heavier makeup, perhaps to try to cover the dark circles that were forming under her...
Over the first part of that summer, Kayla and I didn't get the chance to share her gift very often. We still went out quite a bit, we were hanging out together as much as we could, and we still fooled around in the Lovemobile, but she was adamant about not wanting to make love in the back seat of my car. She did relent a couple of times, succumbing to her own desires as much as mine, but for the most part we satisfied ourselves with oral and manual stimulation and release. As my good but...
By Christmas, I had received so many offers and calls from scouts and coaches from around the country, that even I was convinced that I would be able to play college soccer on a scholarship. Pick's offer sheet arrived, and he followed up with several phone calls. Florida was offering me a full scholarship, room and board, reimbursement for books and fees, plus an employment package that would pay me for working about ten hours a week in one of the stadium gift shops. I also got offers from...
"Okay, I'll bite," I replied. "What can you do for me, Mr. Cropper?" The gruff voice on the other end of the telephone line said, "Do you know a young man by the name of Jesse Wilhoit, son?" "Yes, sir, I do. Is he okay?" I didn't think I could take any more bad news than I'd gotten over the past year or so. "Oh, yeah, Jesse's just fine," said Cropper. "In fact, he's the one suggested I give you a holler." "Um, okay," I said. I was still confused. "And how do you know...
Mrs. O'Toole called in for Molly on Tuesday, too. Josh told me that Molly was feeling better, but she didn't want to come to school limping so badly, so she wanted to wait until Wednesday. I had the feeling that she also didn't want to face Joey or Jilly, either, and I couldn't blame her. All the Bulls were walking around the school hallways like puffed-up peacocks, telling tall tales of glory and conquest to any fool that would listen. Josh also said that he wanted us to meet again at...
A Mother's Lottery Win By Julia Thomas Chapter 1 My mother and father had got divorced and we were living in a small village just south of Birmingham in the UK. I am 10 years old and my name is Andrew Carter. Since the divorce I had not seen my father because he had run off with another woman and had taken everything and left my mother totally penniless. My mother had continually tried to get a job to no avail. We both have lived in the house for some twelve months. I...
I picked up the phone and dialed the number on the slip of paper. An unfamiliar female voice at the other end answered after three rings. "Hello? This is Sean Porter. I got a message to call this number when I got home." "Just a minute, Sean," the voice said. There was a thump as the phone was set down on the other end. "Hello, Sean?" "This is Sean. Who is this?" "Oh, I'm sorry. It's Coach Neville, Sean. I've been on the phone with so many people tonight, I forget who I've...
By the end of the following week, I was falling-down exhausted, both physically and mentally. Riding herd over sixty kids between the ages of seven and twelve wasn't the fun and games I had thought it would be when I accepted Duane's invitation to join his staff. But, on the other hand, I got to watch Duane, Nicholas, James, Katrina, and Tasha in action, and even provide a little help as they lectured, cajoled, whistled, directed, pointed, stopped, persuaded, maneuvered, and otherwise...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
We were at the hospital for a long time. Sometime after midnight, my parents showed up, with both my brothers in tow. Eric had called them from a pay phone in the vestibule, and a few minutes later the admitting staff also called them. My mother was hysterical, and my dad was furious. By that point I had been wheeled into surgery, but I heard about it from my friends later. Almost everybody I knew showed up in the waiting room that night, including Coach Neville and Coach Simonson, all...
I handed one Coke to Molly. She smiled at me, and our hands touched momentarily as I passed the paper cup to her. I sat down next to her, and gestured for Eric to come over by me. He crouched down at my side, up close so we could converse above the music. "What's up, bro?" he asked quietly. "I think we might have trouble," I murmured. I was turned away from Molly, who had returned to watching the dancers. "Find Josh for me, would you?" "Sure thing," he said, and he stood up and...
All the recreational leagues were finished after the tournament weekend. My soccer club wasn't starting for a couple of weeks, so I was a free bird the last part of June. I slept in a lot, until my parents noticed that I was unoccupied and put a crimp in my plans on being lazy. They left me a list each week of chores they wanted done around the house, such as painting the garage, weeding the flowerbeds, and mowing the lawn. It still left me plenty of time to keep up with my running and...
"Let's review," shouted the upperclassman with the bullhorn. "The Green Team has won one event and the Gold Team has won one. In higher education we call that a tie. So here's the deal, we will play one more game. Winners will be considered very, very cool... losers... oh my... losers will have to be initiated. I can't tell you too much about the initiation, but just think mud pit... over there... yes, that one. Keep mud pit in mind as you play. Also think indentured servitude. History...
(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Six: Twins' Wanton Mother By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I wiggled my finger in my twin sister's asshole as I stared through the slats of the closet door. Kimiko trembled beside me, feeling the tension as we waited to see what our mother would do. Would she suck Clint's cock soaked in my pussy juices? She wouldn't know it was my cream on him. That Clint had just fucked my cunt. His jizz ran out of me,...
You first have to understand that the five of us have been friends for years. Troy and Austin and been in my platoon on the police department for more years than I care to count. It use to be the six of us but my wife had decided, last year, that she wanted to go "find herself". sad thing was I did not know she was lost! Now Troy is married to Alice and Austin is married to Linda. Let me tell you about them. Alice is short, maybe 5'-0" tall if that. She has black hair and brown eyes that remind...
BisexualNote : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
You can always tell when a doctor or a nurse is lying to you. It's when they are approaching you with a wicked-looking instrument or needle in their hand, and they say, "Now, this won't hurt a bit." About twenty minutes after hearing just those words, they were still trying to scrape me off the walls of the examination room. They had changed all my bandages, and cleaned and drained all my wounds, performing all these tortures with the cavalier indifference to my pain and discomfort that...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
On a beautiful and sunny Saturday afternoon in June, Kayla and I were standing in anticipation, turned facing the rear of the church, waiting to catch our first glimpse. All the other participants were in their places, with the big man standing nervously in front. As the organ music swelled and segued into a traditional wedding processional, the bridal party started pacing majestically down the white runner that covered the carpeting of the center aisle. After three bridesmaids and the...
Tara Jacks absolutely refused to consider any option other than keeping her baby. By Christmastime she was starting to show, and she took to wearing baggier tops and sweatshirts. The spotlight on her at school was intense, but she was strong, stronger than anybody realized. She stood up to the pressure with her head up, willing to meet anybody's gaze straight on. Whispered conversations followed her everywhere in school, but she acted like she didn't care at all. It was all a lie, of...
Every year the town where we resided threw a big party for the Fourth of July. When the holiday fell on a weekend, like it did that year in 1981, the community put together enough events to fill the entire weekend. A traveling amusement park set up, the firehouses had water hose fights, there was live music and a food fest, and, of course, fireworks. Almost everybody in town attended something in the park by the lake over the weekend, and the place was always packed for the fireworks. That...
I spent the next week or so racking my brain, trying to figure out what to do. I finally decided that the direct approach was probably the best. I certainly didn't want to confront her at school, so I waited until I could get the nerve up to call her one evening. After pacing my room nervously, I finally called Molly. "Hello?" "Molly, it's Sean. Can I talk to you for a minute?" She chuckled softly, a throaty sound even over telephone wires. "I thought I'd hear from you...
By the time we got back, the newlyweds' first dance was taking place. Everybody stood around the dance floor and watched David and Lori dance together, looking comfortable in each other's arms as they moved beautifully in harmony to The Way You Look Tonight. It was Thomas Wilkinson's turn next to dance with the bride, and he guided her around the dance floor with flair, proud as a rooster, as David danced with his mother. Eventually the tempo picked up, and Kayla kicked off her shoes as...
Stephen was home and in his room by the time I got back to my house. My parents had already gone to bed, and Michael was out. I knocked on Stephen's door, and opened it before he could even answer. He was standing at his dresser, and he spun around when he heard me come in. "What?" he asked, already on the defensive. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I asked angrily. "I don't know what you're talking about," he tried bluffing. I wasn't buying whatever bullshit he was...
I really was tired of sitting at home, so on Wednesday I went back to school. My dad dropped me off early, and made sure I got in the door without incident. I was still bandaged up, but I was feeling pretty good. I got a lot of greetings from kids streaming into school, good friends and kids I barely knew. My first stop was to the school office. I knew I would have to talk to Dr. Osgood, so I thought I should get it done with early. I was hoping that I could talk him into counting the two...
"You know she likes you a lot, Sean." "Yeah, I know, I've been working with her kids for awhile now." "Not like that, stupid," she said. She was facing me, propped up on one elbow, doodling in the small line of hair that ran from my belly button to my crotch. It sort of tickled, in a squirmy way. "I mean, she likes you." "Nah." I dismissed the thought. I had too many complications right now to be thinking of Lori like that. "What?" She was persistent. "You don't think of...
My sexy married Ashwini aunty age 35 Gori Sexy thi uski size 34 30 36 thi…Dikhne mai hot hone k karan mai us ko har roj dekhta tha us ko dekh k mera lund khada ho jata tha kyu ki us ki matak ti chaal aur uski sexy figure dekh k mujhse control nahi hota tha. Roj sochta tha ek baar ise chodne ka mouka mile to maja aayega lekin mujhe nahi pata tha wo din itni jaldi aayega Us din Saturday tha mai aur mere dost bahar khel rahe the tabhi maine dekha k ashwini ka pati AMIT aur Beti POOJA kisi kaam se...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
We reached my apartment and were all prepared to make love. After that, we lip locked again and kissed in a different style. We were taking each step at a time and enjoying every moment. We were more into foreplay and wanted to make her comfortable as it was our first time with each other. For the first time, while kissing I touched and squeezed her boobs over the top. she was enjoying. I realized that she is ‘wildcat’ which I enjoyed a lot. I was enjoying her boobs and they were soft and big....
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
Hello readers. Thank you for reading my real-life experience, this encounter happened between me and our family friend a few weeks back. I am Rocky, 33 years, IT professional residing in Washington DC suburb area in the US. When we moved to DC, initially we were feeling very lonely as it was winter and there is no socializing in winters. It was a holiday season. Hence our residential community arranged a holiday party for community residents. There we met many Indians families and then we...
When Reynolds came to, his feet were no longer trapped in the floor. However, he still couldn't move. His waist was strapped to a column that stood in the middle of the room, his arms and legs were also bound so that he formed an X shape where he stood. He was also naked. There was a video screen in front of him and while he was still trying to come to terms with his surroundings, the infamous Barbie-doll came on screen. "Hello Officer Reynolds." began the familiar robotic voice. "I...
Hiiee..! Its Madan here.. Ya the same Madan who had written 7 episodes of Dream came true with Mami. I always read your feedbacks and see 5 star rating to my previous writing which is motivating me to write another saga. Yes I am presenting another story now Dream came true with Ashwini aunty..! In the beginning I declare that as I told it will be a saga and for that I need time gap between episodes. Kindly be patient and enjoy the stories. I describe small points also to give you Yes. To the...
Hi friends I am back with the next part of my story “Ashwini – my new office manager – Part1!!!”. Just to brief you, I have done my MBA and I have my own training institute. I train corporate people for various personal grooming and as well as professional etiquette. Ashwini became my office manager cum business development tool (to seduce clients). And of course satisfy my sexual desires also. So we reached the airport at 6:30 am and collected our boarding pass. I was getting noticed as I was...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Now it was the month of September. As I told you all, I have temporarily lost my job. I needed one as I realized that I couldn’t depend upon the profession of a Gigolo alone. I decided that I would also do something else to have full-time employment. Working as a gigolo will add to my income and be a source of my fun. I searched for a job and got one at a call center. I joined that job and started to work. The pay was less, but the chances of incentive were great. As I joined this job, I...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
"Hey, dude, you've got a groupie." I turned to see what Lightspeed was talking about. He was pointing to a small group of coeds sitting in the bleachers, watching our practice. "Groupie? I don't think so," I said, peering at the girls. I had seen some of them around campus for the past couple of days. I didn't recognize any of them, but it was a little curious they seemed to be around me, either during practice or popping up in odd places. "Sure," said Lightspeed. "See that one...