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August 3, 2017
Dear Ms. Diary,
I woke shortly after 6:00, wide awake after a good night’s sleep. Seeing that Rhee was still out of it, I crept out of bed to my PC and wrote most of yesterday’s diary account. I will finish it after practice, as reliving yesterday’s fellatio instruction has gotten me excited and Rhee is rousing.
[Added August 4]
As Rhee was waking, I threw the sheet off her and planted my face between her legs.
“Hey,” she said, “I have to pee. Save that for a few minutes.”
I thought about a shower and agreed enthusiastically. We traded places on the throne, then stepped into the shower, both wearing shower caps. We washed each other which led to other interesting and fun interactions, resulting in nice morning orgasms. Dad and Mom were both gone when we got downstairs, so we fixed ourselves breakfast, dressed, and headed to practice.
As we stepped out the front door, Rhee said, “I don’t want to get into it, now, as I don’t want to get turned on, again, but last night ... Oh. My. God.”
“Yeah, I know just what you mean. We’re each going to make love with Dad. I hope that it’s sooner, rather than later.”
“You and me, both, but I’m already getting worked up, so let’s table this and talk about something else.”
“Okay. Saturday. Do we come home with the tournament trophy?”
“Unless GV comes up with a spectacular counter to our Sanderson defense or we forget how to play our brand of soccer, I find it difficult to see how we don’t go to the state tournament. Five weeks ago, I would not have been so sure; Heather is the difference; there’s no doubt.”
“Agreed. Next year, with the DWP front line ... I like our chances at state enough this year, but I think that with Civia, we have a chance to take it all.”
That discussion took us to the pitch, where we began stretching while chatting with Civia and Ann. When Coach arrived, she pulled Civia aside to explain the Sanderson plan to her and seemed thankful that we had already apprised her of the bones and much of the details of the plan. Civia and Coach ran us through an hour-long scrimmage of the amended plan, starter offense against starter defense and midfield, backups filling in the rest of the slots. Kanda and Dakota have really come into their own of late. Though they were matched against the starting midfield, they did a reasonable job of holding their own. Haven did, too, but she’s got a couple years’ experience on those two, so we expect her to do well.
With our wider skill set and better speed across the offense than GV’s, we probably did better against the Sanderson plan than GV might, but the D did hold Rhee scoreless. Of course, Heather and Mia both scored goals, with Heather getting two (including a lovely outside-left shot that curled away from Brianna and caromed off the far post).
Coach ended the scrimmage, had us all run another two laps of the field, then gathered us to critique the Sanderson Plan. We decided that we didn’t think any tweaks were necessary, because we felt that our planned frequent substitutions at the left midfielder slot would negate much of the impact that our right wing (Heather) had had on the defensive plan. Coach sent us all home a bit earlier than usual and promised a short practice tomorrow, which will consist mostly of warmup, laps, and discussion of the two game plans for Saturday.
Unlike last night, the goings-on at home with the family were tame, although still quite pleasant: dinner, a movie, and a short game of Uno. Rhee and I, however, spent quite a bit of time rehashing the recent sexual “events.” We got ourselves worked up reliving them and conjecturing about the future. A mutually satisifying multi-orgasm session sent us to the Land of Nod.
August 5, 2017
[Written August 7]
Both Dad and Carol drove the 1.5-hour trip to New Paris, because we were taking Gracey and Liya home with us after the tournament. Mrs. García was taking them to the game but had to leave after the first game to go to a meeting where she was presenting a paper tomorrow. Apparently, she had considered having one of her co-authors present it so she could be there for both games, but Gracey had convinced her that it was important enough for her career to justify her missing the second game. Mrs. Nadhi was scheduled on one of the large celestial telescopes for the next few nights, so she was out of town, too. Sandy rode with Carol, while Rhee, Heather, and I rode with Dad.
All the teams had to be checked in by 8:30, so we had to leave early, even though our first game didn’t start until noon. We all watched the GV-Paradise game, which was really good. While a back-and-forth affair, Sanderson was the difference, scoring a hat trick, with Dowdell getting a goal, and one of their fullbacks icing the game with a goal in the last three minutes on a set play off a corner kick. We might have expected a benefit out of Charlize playing the entirety of a hard-fought game, however, she would have a long breather between games, negating much of the possible impact.
As we expected and suggested by the result of our last meeting, Watermelon Mountain did not really have a chance against us. By the 35th minute when the last of the starters (Brianna) was on the sidelines, we were up 5-0, with Rhee and Heather each notching two goals, but with Ann starting off the scoring with one of her rockets from well outside the penalty box. I spread my three assists around, one each to the three scorers.
We brought the starting offense and starting wing midfielders on beginning around the 75th minute but left the backup D in because we wanted the starting D rested for the game against GV. Before that, Tonda scored twice and Lissa and Dakota once each (the latter being Dakota’s first competition goal), while Mia scored – interestingly enough, on an outside-right shot that burned the grass into the right corner – in the last minute to bring the final score to 10-1.
The mood in the locker room was happy, but not uproarious, as we expected to win, and to win handily. Dakota was certainly happy, and many of the team drifted by to give her a back pat or a hug in congratulations.
“Gather ‘round,” Coach called. She immediately had everyone’s attention.
“Okay. The easy part of the day is over. I’m happy to see that none of you has gotten carried away, as we still have GV to play. While I want you to be confident against them, I don’t want to see any cockiness. That is a good team.
“Attagirls go to many for this game. Chief among them, once again, attagirls go to the entire contingent of backup midfielders. Again, you showed your stuff, showed that you could control the tempo, control the game on either side of the midline. Three cheers for Haven, Kanda, and Dakota!”
Now, there was uproariousness! [I know. It is not a word, but it fits.] The three all got lots of back pats, high fives, and voiced congratulations and thank-yous.
“Other attagirls go to Marli for a couple great saves and to the backup offense, which would have scored as many goals as the starting offense if Mia hadn’t gone and ruined it in the last minute!”
There was much laughter.
“Seriously, that front line played very well, and I want to single out Alex’s sweet assist on Tonda’s second goal. However good that assist was, I think that there was a better assist today and I’d like to see if anyone else noticed.”
[Rhee insisted that I include this part.]
Ann and Tonda both started speaking, and, realizing that they were stepping on each other, both stopped. Coach called on Tonda.
“I think that it was Beth’s pass to Ann.”
“I’m glad that you saw that, Tonda. Would you care to explain your reasoning?”
“I don’t really know how she did it. She had just blown by that midfielder with the old kick-the-ball-one-way-and-run-around-the-defender-the-other-way trick. I noticed Ann charging up behind her and was thinking that she should lay the ball back for her, but I didn’t see her turn and look, so figured that Beth didn’t see Ann. However, she made a great fake as if to pass to Rhee, which sucked the center half that way, opening a huge slot in the D. Beth must have seen Ann, because she made a great backheel right to where Ann was going to be about five yards outside the box. In my experience, that was one of the best assists that I’ve ever seen in person. All Ann had to do was keep it between the uprights and below the crossbar and at least a couple yards away from the goalie.”
To my embarrassment, Ann spoke up.
“I agree with Tonda. I was hoping that Beth would turn and see me, because I had a good angle even before she sucked that center half out of my way. When it looked like she was going to try to force it into Rhee, I almost gave up, but thought that I might get a rebound or be able to help keep the ball in play. I was pleasantly surprised when she laid that ball out perfectly for me. Tonda was right. Once Beth sent it back to me, unless I screwed it up, it was a sure thing. I also agree with Tonda that that was the sweetest assist that I’ve ever personally seen, and I am happy that I was able to make it work out for Beth.”
I felt my face burning as a bunch of hands were laid on me and Lissa hugged me.
“I agree with all of that,” Coach said. “I’ve been involved in soccer for longer than any of you have been alive and, while possibly not the best assist I’ve ever seen, it is right up there among the leaders. Beth hates it when she’s singled out for praise for something that she considers part of her job, but if any proof is needed as to why she’s the offensive quarterback, that assist provides it.
“She had obviously noticed Ann at some point, probably in her phenomenal peripheral vision, but what did she do? She didn’t give the defense any clue what she was going to do by obviously looking at Ann. She also could have laid that pass back to Ann sooner, but she worked out a way, on the fly, you will notice, to move that center half a bit more out of Ann’s way before she laid it back.
“Field awareness is probably the hardest skill to teach, because it’s only partly physical: having good peripheral vision. Most of it is mental, being able to keep track not only of where everyone is, but more importantly, where everyone is going to be. Ann did not have to slow down or speed up or alter her stride. That pass hit Ann’s right foot at precisely the right place and time. Making that pass so perfect requires a mind that can do trigonometry on the fly: multiple bodies in motion with different vectors and velocities.
“This is the same skill that enables good dribblers to do their thing and why we’ve moved Lissa to sweeper, backing Beth up. To dribble past or through more than one defender in close proximity requires that same spatial awareness and being able to track multiple defenders and teammates at the same time. Think of it this way. A move that puts the ball in a certain place might well work on getting past the first defender but give the ball away to the second defender. A good dribbler in traffic has to keep both, or more, defenders in mind, even when dealing with the first one.
“Anyway, I digress. Attagirl to Beth for a spectacular assist to get our scoring started. That attagirl was simple compared to coming up with whom to award the game ball. I’d like to give it to the backup midfield, and I will do something for them as a unit. However, one of those three made just a bit more difference than the others. She made a couple of crucial stops deep in our side that turned away dangerous penetrations by Watermelon, initiated two counterattacks that resulted in goals, and scored one herself. The game ball goes to Dakota Brigham!”
There was much rejoicing and back-slapping. Dakota looked stunned. Though she is part of the Kanda-Dakota duo that is nearly always seen together, Kanda is the leader. However, as has been evident in the past few weeks, Dakota has really come on. All the playing time she has gotten of late has given her much more confidence, as it has for the rest of the backups, but she has probably come further than any of them as she used to be the weakest of the midfielders.
Coach had organized a car-pooling effort to get us all to a restaurant for a late lunch/afternoon snack, after which we returned in time to watch the second half of the Paradise-Watermelon Mountain game. Paradise would probably have won, regardless, but we had seemingly shredded Watermelon’s confidence, as Paradise won 8-2. Watermelon had played Paradise much closer in their previous meetings.
The game, thus, held little interest for some of us, and Rhee, Heather, and I joined Gracey and Liya who were talking with Dad and the Moms. Being a bit more private than the restaurant, the three of us received hugs and congratulations from the adults.
Dad decided that he would embarrass me further by saying where all could hear, “I saw that pass you made early in the game to Ann off which she scored that sizzling goal and thought that it was a pretty good pass. Gracey tells me that it was one of the best assists that Coach has ever seen. Though I’ve tried to learn this game of yours, I guess I don’t really understand and was hoping that you could explain it.”
I stared at Dad, trying to think of some way to explain the pass that did not sound like bragging, but Rhee jumped in.
“Oh, no, Dad. You won’t get a valid explanation from Beth, as she’s too afraid of being seen as egotistical, even though she’s probably the least egotistical person I know. Coach explained it well in the locker room. That pass was a result of Beth’s peripheral vision combined with her field awareness, knowing where everyone around her is and will be. As Coach explained it, Beth, though she was heading upfield, had obviously seen Ann behind her charging up from her fullback position, almost certainly with her peripheral vision.
“However, that’s not the difficult part of it. That brilliant mind of hers figured out that she could suck the center half out of position and out of Ann’s way by faking a pass to me, even though I was reasonably well covered, as she knows that defenses tend to collapse on me because of my scoring history. The center half fell for it, moving a couple yards in my direction. Then, without ever actually looking at Ann, so that the defense couldn’t anticipate her plan, she made a difficult, but amazingly pretty, backheel pass right onto Ann’s charging rocket-launcher of a right foot. Coach said that the mind that could do that could do some complex trigonometry on the fly.”
“Yes,” said Dad, “multiple bodies in motion, multiple vectors, differing velocities. The math is complex, but athletes seem to be able to do it with ease. Think about an outfielder catching a fly ball. He, or she, has to determine where the ball will be when he or she can catch it. That means estimating the parabola of the ball’s travel, though it’s not strictly a parabola, as air resistance and wind both impact the true shape of the ball’s flight.” He turned to me. “That is not meant in any way to demean your ability to put the soccer ball precisely where it needed to be. I mentioned all that only to point out how difficult what you did is.” Dad wrapped me in his arms. “Now that I understand what was involved, I’m even more impressed with you, Beth. Did you purposefully try to move that center half out of the way? Tell me the truth.”
I pressed more fully into Dad’s chest and nodded my head against it.
“I am impressed with the capabilities of human brains, in general, but particularly with your mind, in how quickly you can figure out a plan of action, all while running, keeping a ball under control ... with feet, for crying out loud, anticipating how a defense in general and particular defense players will react, calculating where a teammate will be and when, and using a body part not designed for the task to impel that ball backward at a particular speed and with particular direction. It all seems impossible when one breaks down all the parts of the play that are required for success, but skilled players of all sports seem to do it with ease. That’s why we mere mortals marvel at professional and other skilled athletes at the things they do, precisely because they seem impossible. And they are ... for us mere mortals.”
I dropped my head further and complained, “Da-adddd.”
Rhee was the first to pile on, followed closely by the rest of The Gang. Of course, it was Liya, among The Gang, who took me to task.
“Girl, you have no cause for embarrassment. You should be proud, and it’s okay to be proud! It’s not okay to point out to others how wonderful you are, but it’s okay to be proud, to be happy with your abilities. While some of that is innate, most of it is practice. Practice, practice, and more boring practice. Most of the world’s humans are not willing or don’t have the time to put into that practice. So, buck up. Hold your head high and be proud of what you accomplished for your team. Yes, it’s your job, but not everyone can do your job. So, be proud!”
“She’s right, Honey,” Dad said quietly. “Be proud of your accomplishments, whether anyone notices or not. Liya is particularly right about the job aspect. No matter what your job is, remember that not everyone has the physical or mental capabilities to do that job. If you do it well, that is cause for pride. Not overweening pride, but pride nonetheless.”
I looked up into his eyes for some time and saw only honesty and sincerity. Perhaps, I thought, I have gone overboard in the other direction concerning my accomplishments. I told myself to cogitate on Liya’s and Dad’s words.
I squeezed Dad extra tight. “Thanks, Dad.” I gently pulled out of Dad’s arms and forced my way through Rhee to Liya and hugged her tightly. “Again, Liya, you have helped me. You’re my secret alter-ego. Keep kicking my butt when I get like that. I really treasure you and your positive impact on me.”
Both Moms gave me hugs and congratulations and then conversation drifted to multiple subjects among different sets of conversants. Heather pulled me aside.
“Don’t poo-pooh this. That was a helluva play. What no one said in that scrum with your Dad, though I’m sure that Rhee knows it, is that you’ve become a stronger team leader as the season has progressed. Oh, you were good before, but it’s obvious to me that you’re more confident in both of your positions, sweeper and team captain. Part of that is probably due to your greater knowledge of, thus higher comfort level with, all of us. I am more-and-more glad that there was an open slot on this team when we moved here. Soccer has changed for me from something that I liked but whose primary purpose was to get me out of the house to something that I truly enjoy. You are part of that change, particularly of that enjoyment. Though I was a bit nervous about teaching outside-foot shooting, I wound up enjoying it. I also greatly enjoy being on this offense. Then, there’s my incredibly better personal life. I’ve said it before, but, thanks, Beth.”
I must have looked like a gaping fish, because I certainly did not know how to respond to that. Was I better at my team jobs now than I was earlier? That would almost have to be true, at least a little, as experience always imparts more capability. But enough that Heather could notice it? And I am not downplaying Heather’s discernment capability, because she has that in spades. I don’t feel that I am all that much better at my team jobs, but she was right about my comfort level, and that has to play a part in ability. Another item for future cogitation.
All this ran through my mind in the time that it took for Heather to get exasperated with my non-responsiveness and to emulate a Rhee hug.
“Beth, you are wonderful, and Rhee is right: You need more capability to accurately assess both your ability and your impact on those around you. Liya was also right: You are The Gang’s center of gravity. Not only are you going to have to get over worrying about it, you’re also going to have to accept it. I have never met anyone like you ... someone with so much capability that uses that capability and doesn’t realize it. However, you are also right: Any one of us could lead, but we let you do so. Sort of. Notice, however, that all of us do lead ... when we beat you to understanding a situation. But also notice that those situations are nearly always times in which you waffle over putting yourself forward. Please, get over that.”
Then she grinned at me ... with those sparkling blue eyes.
I shook my head. “I guess I have some self-analysis and thinking to do. Thanks, Heather.”
I saw Coach motioning me to her, Civia at her side. “Please start herding the cats to that out-of-the-way spot over there.” I nodded, returned to Heather, and asked her to help in cat-herding, which we accomplished anon.
“I’ll go over our game plan while you get your stretching done.” Coach proceeded to remind us of the details of the complex plan of double-teaming Sanderson on our side of the pitch. [See Chapter 28 for details.]
“Emma, Haven, Kanda, Dakota. When you’re on the field in the left-half slot, though your primary task is to play that position, also very important is giving Zahira or Sophia help with Dowdell, their right wing. Because so much of our midfield will have extra duties in this game, counterattacks will be more critical than usual. Though good at them, this team has never focused hard on counterattacks. Fullbacks and, particularly, midfielders, if you get possession, I want your first thought after making sure that you retain possession to be offense. Look up. Find Beth. Find Mia. Find Heather. Find Rhee. Find one of them. If you can, get the ball to her. Because of the new wrinkle in our Sanderson Plan and our confidence in Gracey’s and Abby’s abilities to shut down their left wing, Zala ... and Dakota when she’s playing there, can be more offense-oriented. So, fullbacks, halfbacks, when you look up, look also for your right half. If you’re being pressed and can boot it, boot it down Heather’s side, she just might catch up with it. As I’ve said before, our offense kicks ass! They can do their job, even when outnumbered. So, get the ball going forward.
“Midfielders. We have just spent a week of practice moving every one of you around, playing each of the three positions. I am confident of your ability to adapt and, most importantly, to think. To remember what each position’s specific task in this game is. Center half’s almost sole responsibility in our half of the field is Sanderson. Don’t give her wiggle room. Left half, position play, but help out on Dowdell. If they sub for her, then position play. Right half, offense. Work with Beth and Heather.
“Mia, that leaves you as something of a pariah out there on the left side by yourself. Expect to see little action on that side, as most of the outlet passes from the D will be to the right. However, you should also expect their D to almost forget about you. I expect, as per usual, that their D will concentrate on Rhee and, now that they know how dangerous Heather is, on her. I’m sure that you and your devious mind can find a way to make them pay for ignoring you.
“Beth, you and the rest of our offense is our first line of defense. Get us some goals. Get us a lead. With a multi-goal lead, we can sit back and defend. Without a lead, we have to balance O and D, possibly giving Sanderson more wiggle room than we would like to allow her. As you know, with wiggle room, she will hurt us.”
Coach slowly looked around at each of us. As her gaze visited each team member, that girl stood and straightened to her full height; a few nodded. My understanding is that this team has not been in this game, the tournament final, in seven years.
With the field empty and GV obviously at their benches, Coach led us over to ours. Ann and I got the typical pre-game drills going, then I wandered over to Coach.
“Coach, you seem nervous.”
She looked at me for a few seconds, looked up and around, then responded. “I guess I am. I’m confident of this team, but I’ve never won this thing, and been in this game only once before. We lost a heartbreaker, and the team that beat us, New Paris, actually, lost in the first round at state. I was pretty sure that we could have beaten that team, then, Centerville, as we matched up really well against them. That was my first year here. Just getting to the final got me a bonus and a contract extension. My contract is up this year, but I have reasonable confidence that I’ll get a new contract.
“I don’t want you worrying about any of that, though. I want that mind of yours focused on getting us some early goals. I know that you don’t need the reminder, but do keep your eye on Mia. I suspect that if you are right-side focused early on, they’ll almost leave her alone.
“So, I suggest taking any shot at a streaking Heather. Without a streak, make Rhee give their entire D a workout. Get her shots, even if they’re not good ones. I want that D of theirs to collapse on her. I know that she won’t like it and could get frustrated. It’s your job to keep her on keel, despite any frustration. Okay?”
I nodded, but a bit tentatively.
“Beth, I’m not really worried about the outcome, though I do have concerns about Sanderson. Rhee knows that part of her job is to attract their D. Just remind her of it. If they start collapsing on her, that’s the end for them. Heather and Mia and you will eat them alive. In fact, I want you to quietly go talk to Heather and tell her that if she gets an early chance to streak, to take it. However, also tell her that I want her to be ... umm ... benign until we see that the D is concentrating on Rhee. Then have her open up. I want her slashing through the D, giving Rhee and, particularly, you pass options. If we can manipulate that D in this way, we’ll get them to overload on their left, and that will pop Mia free.”
She looked around again, then, even more quietly said, “Can you imagine what we could do to this defense if we could suddenly put Civia at left wing about halfway through the first half?”
I looked in Coach’s eyes for quite a while. “I can imagine that you’re pissed off right now. I know that I am. GV would stand no chance against a DWP line. They wouldn’t need me. Civia’s a natural playmaker. I suspect that you’ve already thought of these, but I have two ... umm ... thoughts about your plans for her.” When she nodded, I continued. “When I graduate, you’ll put her at sweeper, yes?”
“Yes. The other?”
“If you haven’t already, when will you initiate whatever paperwork is required to get a middle-school girl to play for the high-school varsity team?”
Her eyebrows shot up. “You know about that?”
“Yes. I remember an 8th-grade boy played on East’s varsity basketball team.”
Coach shook her head, then smiled at me. “Beth, you really would make a great coach. And, yes, I’ve already gotten things started with Civia, though I haven’t, yet, asked her, so please keep it under your hat. If you’ve thought of this wrinkle in the rules, you must have also thought, you and that sidekick of yours, Rhee, about an 11-year-old on a high-school varsity team. Have you?”
“Yeah, Rhee and I talked about it. We find it amusing. We also think that she could make the team, perhaps even as a starter. We’ve already started the process of involving her in our gang of friends. I don’t think that she has good friends, and she’ll probably need such if she finds herself on a high-school varsity soccer team at age 11. Any of us on this team will stick up for her, even against the seniors, who will probably have serious doubts.”
Again, Coach shook her head. “And, here, I thought that I was being so devious and holding my cards close, when you’ve already figured it out and gotten your henchpeople on the job. Thank you, Beth. I hadn’t thought about things from the perspective of Civia’s needs in such a situation. Getting her a supportive set of friends, particularly friends that will be important to that team, will be very helpful. That was superb thinking!”
“Thanks, Coach. As you may have figured out by now, I like to think, to anticipate.”
“Yes, and that’s what makes you such a good sweeper and such a good team captain. By the way, I meant what I said in the locker room. That assist on Ann’s goal was phenomenal. The pass was good, but the design of your play is what elevates it to superlatives.”
I colored a bit but kept my head and eyes level on Coach. “Thanks, Coach.”
“Okay, Captain. Get your butt out there and quietly let our front line know our plans.”
I nodded and rambled over to where Rhee and others were practicing through passes; I pulled Rhee aside.
“Rhee, we’re going to make the first part of this game frustrating for you.”
“Yeah. I figured that you’d plan on getting me the ball whenever you could early in the game to get the usual collapse-on-Rhee thing going. I’m cool. I won’t blow up like I did in that first Paradise game. I understand it, now. I suppose you want me taking whatever shots I can manufacture, yes?”
I nodded. “To balance that a bit, I’m going to tell Heather to streak with abandon. Coach would like to have a couple of quick goals. Please be prepared to support her. She’ll know to use you as an outlet, which might get you a goal. In fact, please plan on trailing her on streaks, not initiating them. Oh, and you might want to ignore an open Mia a time or two early on.”
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Family Values (c) 2003 by Nom de Plume Dear Kit, This is the most difficult letter I've ever written. I only wish I had the strength to tell you what I am about to say in person, but I don't have that kind of courage. That's why this letter is wrapped around a video cassette. A picture is worth a thousand words. Before you put the cassette in your VCR, let me try to prepare you for what you are about to see. The woman who will be speaking to you in a few seconds is...
My wife reena and myself have been married for 7 years and have an average sex life. My wife is quite shy about sex but when she is really in the mood, she can be quite adventurous. As we lay in bed one night we started talking about our fantasies. I told her that i have always fantasised about sharing her with another man as the thought of watching her being fucked by another man has always really turned me on. She was quite shocked at first but as we spoke about it i could tell that she was...
The alarm woke me at 0645. The air blowing through the cabin was brisk, mainly where parts of my body stuck out from under the sleeping bag. I lay on my side, Lauren’s ass pushed against my groin as my arm held her close, my hands between her tits. Reflexively I squeezed one, earning a moan from her. “Is that an alarm?” she asked. “Yes. Time to get up and pretend we didn’t spend the night together.” “I’m afraid that ship has sailed. I guess we don’t have any time.” “Just time for a swim....
Sorry it’s so short, I composed this at work (thankfully without getting caught) after daydreaming of having lesbian affairs with one of my gorgeous coworkers. Enjoy. * Carmyn was replacing a folder in the filing drawer, when a brunette beauty entered the spacious office. Donning a dentist-approved smile, she extended her manicured hand towards Carmyn. “Hi. I’m Dana,” she introduced herself, before sitting down. “I’m Carmyn. Nice to meet you.” ‘First, I would like to state that I’m a good...
Now, I could spend the rest of this story talking about the evening in the whirlpool, but that isn’t really what this is about. Suffice to say that I was stuck in between two girls who are so much in love and who know each other so well that they could get each other off anywhere. It was amazing to be in there with them and just have them playing over and around me. They put me to bed later and I slept like a baby. I think I woke up around 11am. I realized when I did wake up that I had started...
BDSMI’ve had this fantasy and thought, “It’ll never happen me, I’ll never have the opportunity to be with someone much younger than me,” but it did and I still can’t believe it actually happened. Hope was a student of mine and her name is synonymous with the desires I was starting to feel for her, and on a daily basis I had to suppress these feeling for obvious reasons. Hope was Latina, very pretty, but unfortunately she was very young. She had dark hair, dark eyes, and because she was so young,...
The first few days of our trial separation I was a wreck. Crying all the time, chain smoking, hardly bothering to bath myself. My parents offered to take the kids to allow me time to pull myself together. I was grateful; my children didn’t need to see me like that. Finding out about my husband and so called “best friend” hadn’t only ended mine and her friendship immediately, but I also wanted no contact with anyone associating with her. So, that left me with few people to turn to for...
There was a perfect storm brewing, and my little Amy was undergoing a transformation. While Amy was spending hours stuffing herself with the big dildo or both, I would now only watch big dildo porn. The more I watched girls stretching themselves with huge dildos, the more I became obsessed with it, and the more I liked doing it to Amy, or watching her do it to herself. You would think that your wife constantly getting off on a dildo bigger than yourself would bother most men, but not me. I...
To the massive majority of people, the address on the corner of a less than salubrious warehouse district even though in the greatest city in the world was entirely unknown; just an anonymous little polygon to fill a void in the map. To some – mostly river folk or dock workers - it was the oddly located little shop that obviously didn't see any passing trade. To a small amount of people; ageing sportsmen and dedicated bibliophiles who had actually been inside, the sign (Of pealing gilt and a...
I recently went on a night out with work. Nothing unusual just a few drinks. The few drinks turned into a lot of drinks. There was a girl out that I always flirted with but nothing ever happened. We ended up in a club and had a few more drinks and a bit of a dance. I could tell by the way she was rubbing me on the dance floor that tonight something could happen! My thoughts soon became reality when I went to the toilet and she followed me to a cubicle. She started kissing me and I got an...
Bren flicked the jammer so that it spun gently in place on the tiny table that folded down between the pilot's and navi's chairs. The egg-shaped device was small enough to fit in a pocket, and when activated it emitted a low hiss interrupted randomly by a soft popping noise. "It's annoying." He finally said. "It does what it's designed to do." Sophia leaned back in the pilot's chair and closed her eyes with a long sigh. Bren watched her for signs that the awkward scramble up the...
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Loud music, drunk frat boys hitting on me and getting lost in a sea of people I mostly don't recognize. Just another friday night, and another typical dull college party. It was reaching midnight and I was all by myself after getting seperated from my friend group. I was only a little bit tipsy, which was an improvement for me after making it my personal goal to limit my alcohol consumption. So far so good. I tried my best to locate my friends but it was clear they were long gone. I was pissed....
LesbianDoctors Created Vibrators After Growing Tired of Masturbating 'Hysterical' Women ILLUSTRATION BY VIVIAN SHIHDoctors Created Vibrators After Growing Tired of Masturbating 'Hysterical' Women Bethy Squiresby Bethy SquiresJAN 6 2017One hundred years ago, the vibrator was invented to relieve doctors, whose fingers were frequently cramped from treating "hysteria" in female patients. Afterwards, it became a popular household appliance to help women get off on their own—and wasn't considered a sex toy...
Lovely Latina coed ? Xxlayna Marie (it’s pronounced YUH-LAYNA) makes her 4th Hussie?Pass appearance this week and seeing as we’re on a BBG kick these days, we paired her up with our very own Brian Omally and new stud Danny Steele for today’s update. After our esteemed director Johnny ?? Robins conducts the interview portion of the program ??? Xxlayna gets her juices flowing by finger and dildo fucking her neatly trimmed vag. The boys step in with some lube ? for...
xmoviesforyouThis one is compliments of Ed To go along with Chapter 428. I recall a cement company on Long Island... One truck said, "Find a need and fill it." The other said, "We've got a yard on for you." This one is compliments of GEORGE Little 8 Year Old Neighbor Girl Dropped in the Other Day as I Was Trying to Get My Brand New Printer Properly Installed. Aargh! Her Presence Was Stifling, a Few Inappropriate Words for Her Age, When She Piped Up,"My Grammy Would Prolly Say You're Just...
Introduction: jUST GIVE ME THAT BIG COCK The Monster #2 Her Story Part One An Introduction and seduction This is her story about our introduction to swapping. Were 50ish and our neighbors are in their 30ies. Me, Frank WM, 6, 210 lbs with a 6 dick & my wife Bonnie WF, 5, 140 lbs with soft 38 DS Roger & Shellie hes a WM, 6 4, slim & tanned with a really big cock shes a WF, 5 8, about 140 lbs with hard 42 DDS I just found out from my wife that that fateful Saturday night wasnt an accident....
*** The story so far Crystal writes a diary hoping her Daddy will read it and know her true feeling for him! James looked up at Chrystal, he quickly pulled her hands from his face and pushed her away. "No Chrystal, it's not right!" James cried. Jumping off the bed, tucking his now limp cock in his trousers he ran from the room. "I am going to work, I will see you later. I love you as a daughter and only as my daughter," he shouted. Chrystal did not reply she slumped down...
Man, who doesn’t love a blowjob? I bet girls all want dicks so they can get to feel what a blowjob looks like. Your dad, your uncle, your grandpa, and even your local pastor would definitely find it hard to say no to a nice sloppy blowjob regardless if their sex drive is turned up to maniacal levels or if they’re as docile as a eunuch. It’s really one of the greatest pleasures on Earth - sitting back and watching a pretty girl go down on you is better than a two-week vacation on a beach resort...
Blowjob Porn SitesFor the past twelve years, I have worked at a small manufacturing plant in my town. After five years of dedicated, loyal service I was promoted to foreman and just a few months ago after my boss retired, the owner chose me to be the new plant manager. I'm proud that I achieved this before I hit 40 (I'm 38). I've been married for 10 years and have two young k**s. Life has been pretty good to me so far. It's been an easy job so far; we only employ around 40 people and many of them have been here...
Over the next few weeks, Alisha and I got much closer. We spent every minute together. I began to wonder if she remembered our night together. I wanted to talk to her about it, so badly. One day, we were sitting in her living room, and I thought it was now or never. "Alisha, can I ask you something?" I asked her, as she got up and stretched. We had been watching a horror movie on cable. I watched her shirt strain against her full breasts and felt a twinge deep below. I, almost, did not hear...
LesbianShortly after high tide Doug paused and floated in place a quarter-mile out from shore, held up by the buoyancy of the salt water and the two life vests. He was certain that he was in the area where the boat had gone down. He dipped his face in the crystalline water and looked around. His diving mask would have helped, but he could see to the sand and coral of the bottom for some distance. He'd been searching for almost an hour now and decided that the boat had been farther out than he...
One night I awakened out of a peaceful sleep to the deep sound of your voice along with the intonation of a female voice among the rhythmic repetition of creaking furniture, heavy breathing, intermittent groans, and muted sounds of flesh meeting. I listened closely for words but all I heard were indecipherable moans, breathy whispers, whimpering cries, soft mutterings and erratic grunts. I sat up in my bed and realized the very “sexcapades” I remember playfully admonishing you about before I...
Chapter Ten: Santa's Size Queen Sluts By mypenname3000 Commissioned by n1one Copyright 2020 Note: This story was commissioned by n1one and the story was crafted by fans on his discord server. “Who is next on my list?” Clara purred as she sat in her bedroom. She was in a festive mood. She had loved what her tweets were doing. All the chaos her lies were causing. Everyone was so despicable that they believed them. “So who's next...?” I smiled. “Bianca and Natalie.” Always talking...
Ted and I each took a swallow of our drinks, which had sat there unnoticed during the entire performance. "Wow," I said, "that was something. And you say this goes on every night?" "Just on Fridays and Saturdays," Ted replied, which I already knew but had momentarily forgotten. "Sometimes they have special events, but most weekdays it's just the flicks and the raffle. And whatever else you feel like buying." "So all these girls are for hire?" I asked. "Not the waitresses, but,...
Title: The Meet And GreetRating: NC17Summary: A lucky fan wins a meet and greet with Chris Evans. I had been trying to get a meet and greet with Chris Evans for months now.Such a hot man.It would be unthinkable NOT to have wild passionate sexy dreams about him.Imagine my yell of victory when I finally scored that meet and greet.I would get a set visit on Captain America 2.And of course I would see Him.I wondered if I had the nerve to tell him that I make manipped pictures of him.That and that I...
After a stop for a bacon egg and cheese biscuit Eddie arrived at the address fifteen minutes before the nine o'clock starting time. He had time to scout the abandoned parking structure. He would have but he couldn't get in. The gate to the eight foot chain link fence with barbed wire on top was locked. Eddie looked around, since he couldn't believe he had the right place. He was sure that he had the right address, since the whole block was occupied by the parking structure. The sign on...
I sat at the table for two, sipping my iced tea. The waiter had refilled my glass three times by the time my Bri arrived--always outrageously late but generally worth the wait."Sorry I'm late, hon" She said loud enough for the entire restaurant to hear. "I was getting a bikini wax and it took longer than I thought."She always could make a stunning entrance. I looked around, but fortunately the place was relatively deserted."Just sit down. I'm starving.""Perhaps I should order oysters. I'm...
Love StoriesCaught! Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I had been dressing up since I was about seven, always very careful not to get caught, and I was successful. Until I turned 14. Then he saw me. My best friend in the whole world had simply walked in the house, opened my bedroom door, and saw me standing there, completely decked out, from makeup to dress, pantyhose and low heels. My hair was tied up in a high ponytail, which exposed my clip on earrings. You could say that we were both...
This is the true story of the first time I was ever fucked by a guy:I started having gay sex when I was 18. My first experience was with a guy I met through a female friend with benefits while I was still in high school. He was not the first guy who fucked me in the ass. He did teach me how to fuck a guy in the ass with my cock though. He taught me the importance of holding back until just the right moment to cum. He also gave great blow jobs and taught me how to give them and how to swallow...
You quietly walk up to your closet glancing over at your door to make sure it is closed and locked. You move away the few boxes that you strategically placed in front of your secret. As you move the last box aside a large smile crosses your face. You lean down and look into the hole that you had found just a few days ago. This hole had opened up all kinds of new fantasies to you and ever since you found it you just couldn't keep your hand off of your cock or your eyes from it. As you lean down...
IncestI was in Raleigh, NC and went to an upscale BBQ place. Being by myself I sat at the bar and was soon joined by this beautiful Hispanic woman. She had long brown hair with blonde highlights. Being only 5-2 I am sure she weighted right around 100lbs. We started to talk and after I while I excused myself to go to the bathroom. When I came back, she had unbuttoned the top of her blouse showing nice firm b cup breasts in a push up bra. This girl was sexy and she knew it. We talked a bit...
Sonny walked into the hospital room, and took a seat in a chair by the bed. Looking at the man lying in the bed, he asked, “How are you doing, this morning?” “Get out of here,” Mike said. Sonny said, “I know that you’ve gotten some bad news, but you can’t let that hold you down. You’ve got to get on with your life.” “Just what I need ... advice from an asshole,” Mike said bitterly. “If you weren’t a cop, I’d take your ass outside, and kick the shit out of it,” Sonny said without...
Dust motes danced in the air like tiny fairies, captured in the pale yellow sunlight streaming in through the tall windows. Eleanor sat relaxed in her high backed chair, with her book open on her knee. Her eyes stared unseeing out into the garden as the birds pecked at the bread crumbs on the lawn. Her silver hair curled in wispy tendrils around her lined face. The faint vestiges of beauty were still evident in the slant of her cheek bones and the arch of her brow, but her hazel eyes were...
Hi people. I am in desi boy in the UK and have been a regular reader of the interesting stuff posted here. But never did I get to post any till date. Here’s a favorite of mine taken elsewhere from the world wide web. My mother is working as a head master who has done her B.E.D and since she gets advance increments she is doing her M.E.D with Annamalai University through the post. She has finished the course and had to appear for final. The exam was in Chennai. She has to go to Chennai but as...
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Note : This is work of erotic fantasy only! Hi, I’m David and I’m 16, around 5 blonde hair and a 6-inch cock. The holidays is just around the corner and my parents told me that my cousin Sara will be coming over to stay for a few days as their house was under renovation. I remembered Sara as a playful child 5 years back. She was the same age as me and we would run around the house playing Tag. Soon enough the holidays came and Sara’s parents dropped her off at my house. I was shocked to see the...
IncestThe girl everybody's willing to screw and screw over, making "This again?" a common phrase of her's. 5'7", (about 5'9" in her boots)pale white skin covered in various tattoos, a few peircings here and there, purple contacts on her eyes, and a small stylish black and purple mohawk with a clump of bangs hanging in the front and lightly shaven sides. Big perky c-cups, a slapable ass, and a hourglass figure along with her skills maker her quite the fuck. Her tattoos are a tribal band on her right...
The patch of light that marked Megan's path finally came to a halt near their house. Megan had been thinking what her parents would say if they saw,her in such attire. She had been made to return the first and last,bikini she'd ever bought as,her dad wouldn't let her in wearing that. Now that bikini seemed like a cocktail dress to her. Trish meanwhile had been talking to her brother John, and both seemed to be sharing a joke. For some reason, megan didn't find that funny at...
Billy is eightteen and riding home from the ball field on his bike. Little girl flagged him down and ask, WILL YOU HELP MY MOMMY?. he followed her to the Door, MOMMY, HE SAID YES!! quit yelling jenny. If you can hear me I am in here. Billy finds her leg hanging through the ceiling and her body in the attic. putting boxes up there she stepped on the ceiling and it broke. She was stuck and her leg could not be pulled up. Billy ran in the room and broke the wood sticking her legs. helped her up...
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It was that time of the semester again… The deadline for our final assignment was only a few days away. All my peers shared the same feeling of regret as we recalled all the time spent chatting. For once, I was actually a bit more responsible. I spent every day after school working on a clay bust inspired by a character I’d seen in a horror movie. I also made the conscious effort to work after school because of a particularly gorgeous distraction. Sabine was especially shy and stood a few...
White collar crime, Blue collar bitch by Teri Franken ([email protected]) August 2006 Chapter One Part 1 Times were tough, bills were starting to pile up and I needed to find an "easy" way out of my dire financial straits. Needless to say, "easy" wound up being slightly illegal. I decided to not report some of my income and to under report some financial gains. It appeared that things were going well.... Until the note from the IRS came in the mail. I was to be audited for...
We both took the older couple's hands, and they brought us up. Even as we were slightly naked, we all just stood there for a moment and stared into their eyes. I had Ron in front of me while Tammy was in front of Brian.Although, I peeked at Brian for a few seconds, and he did the same. We both had small smiles on our faces with a hint of confusion though. We just nodded, but then he went right to me and kissed me.He placed his hands on my butt and brought me even closer to him. They got the...
SwingersFishnet-clad blonde Rebel Rhyder flaunts her newly enhanced mammaries in a seductive bikini tease. She sucks a monolithic dildo, blonde locks framing her cute face as she swallows the enormous toy phallus. Rebel squats on it, jamming the toy into her bald cunt and asshole. Cue heavy-hitting porn vets Alex Jones, John Strong and Seth Gamble for a foursome! Rebel strokes their cocks and provides blowjobs. The men trade her holes, filling each with hard meat. They ream the creamy beauty’s...
xmoviesforyouKyle Mason and his stepsister Jessie Saint had a bit of a fling a while ago, but they’ve agreed that they’ll stop fucking each other. When Jessie approaches Kyle to help her stretch to warm up before she heads to the gym, he’s initially suspicious that Jessie is backing out of their agreement to stop doing it. Jessie insists she just wants help, even demonstrating with a few warmup stretches of her own. She has a small tear in her leggings, which captures Kyle’s...
xmoviesforyouAs I lay there under Kathleen I tongued her arse, as I had been told, my early revulsion at performing this task long since passed by the desire to please her. She was my ideal woman, tall, stocky and really quite cruel, I fancied her and would have walked across broken glass if she told me to. I was also listening to their conversation, as Janet squeezed my balls making me wince and every so often.Janet whined, "I don't know if I should fuck him, he likes that and I really like hurting him" !...
Brothers and Sisters By RogerGirl Hey, how's it going? My name is Gabriel Collins, although I go by Gabe for short, and I'm about to tell you the story of how I entered a competition for new drag performers. In case you're wondering, I'm straight and married with two young kids. Before that night I'd never dressed in drag before, but I decided to do it for my little brother Jay. Well, I should probably say younger brother since he's bigger than I am now. Jay is five years younger...
Everyone came out to meet the helicopter. Linda and Tom walked up to Tracy and said, “I hear you had a busy week?” Tracy said, “I was just the referee. Meg, Rose, and Pam started this.” Tom said, “How come the smallest one is always in the most trouble?” Meg said, “I heard that!” And they laughed. Tracy said, “We have done a lot this week and when we get a minute, I will fill you in.” Linda said, “Julie is doing a great job,” and Tracy agreed. She then asked if we hired her and...