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‘What do you mean, he just walked out of there?’ Mary asked a few days later when Rebecca had gathered enough courage to tell her friend what had happened between her and Josh.

Rebecca shrugged even though she knew her friend couldn’t see her. She settled back on her couch with a sigh, reliving that last night with Josh over and over again. ‘I don’t know,’ she said out loud to Mary. ‘He said he had to go and he left.’

There was silence for a minute over the line and Rebecca wondered if Mary had hung up on her. ‘Mary?’

‘I just can’t believe he’d walk away without any kind of explanation,’ Mary replied at last.

Again, Rebecca shrugged. ‘Maybe he was tired,’ she said. ‘He came over right after a game and they had an early morning practice.’

‘So why come over at all?’ Mary asked and Rebecca wasn’t sure if that was merely a rhetorical question. ‘What else happened when he was over?’

Rebecca flushed right up to the roots of her hair. It didn’t matter that she was alone in her apartment talking on the phone. She blushed every time she thought about what had happened between her and Josh that night.

‘Rebecca?’ Mary’s incredulous voice came over the phone and Rebecca knew her friend was guessing on her own what had happened. ‘Oh my God.’

‘It wasn’t that bad,’ Rebecca protested immediately. ‘We didn’t sleep together.’

‘But you were going to?’ Mary’s voice reached a new pitch as she spoke.

‘Mary, calm down,’ Rebecca replied as she rubbed her forehead. ‘We didn’t because he ran out of here like… like I’d shot him or something.’

‘This is unbelievable,’ Mary murmured. ‘I can’t believe he’d walk away from you like that.’

‘I can believe it,’ Rebecca muttered to herself. She’d acted like an idiot and Josh had realized in that moment that he didn’t want her that way.

‘OK. Tell me everything,’ Mary said, obviously having missed Rebecca’s self-conscious remark. ‘Start at the beginning and don’t leave anything out.’

With a sigh, Rebecca did. She repeated their phone conversation, even the bit about the bathtub and then she haltingly went over the events after Josh’s arrival in her apartment. Finally, she finished and waited to hear Mary’s reply.

‘Well,’ Mary spoke slowly when she finally did speak. ‘He’s an idiot.’

‘No, he isn’t,’ Rebecca replied with a laugh.

‘He walked out of your apartment while you were half dressed?’ Mary said. ‘He’s an idiot. Only an idiot would walk away from someone like you.’

Rebecca smiled as tears stung her eyes. She loved her friend and missed her hometown very much. ‘Thanks, Mary.’

‘I’ll get Max to talk to him and straighten him out,’ Mary went on.

‘No!’ Rebecca cried, sitting up straight on the couch. ‘No, Mary, please. Don’t tell Max. He’ll call Josh for sure and say something and that’s just too embarrassing to even think about!’

Mary fell silent at her words for a long moment and Rebecca was the first to speak again.

‘Please, Mary,’ she whispered. ‘I don’t want to think about this anymore.’

Her friend reluctantly agreed to keep the whole tale to herself, even though Rebecca suspected she’d still tell Max. He was her boyfriend after all, and they were very close. They weren’t living together yet but they told each other everything.

After another few minutes of half-hearted casual chatter, Rebecca hung up the phone and stared blankly at her television. It was late and she knew there was a Penguins game on somewhere. She couldn’t bring herself to watch it. So she found a different game, willing to admit to herself at least that she was hooked on hockey now. She was slowly picking up all the rules and penalties and was fascinated by the movements on the ice. For such large men, they moved with a swiftness and agility that was simply breathtaking at times.

I don’t need Josh to teach me about it anymore, she told herself as she lay down on her couch to watch a game between two teams that didn’t include a certain tall, broad shouldered, fair-headed man.

***

‘Josh!’ Someone hollered his name and he veered sharply to skate off the ice. Several of the guys shuffled out of the way on the bench as play on the ice continued while he stepped behind the boards.

Popping his mouth piece out, he reached for a water bottle and drank greedily. It wasn’t just that he was playing hard but he was simply exhausted. After walking out of Rebecca’s apartment the other night, he was tortured with images of her and thoughts of what might have happened between them.

It couldn’t happen though, not after what she’d said.

Shaking his head, Josh took another long swig of water before setting the bottle back down.

‘Josh!’ Coach yelled at him from behind.

Cringing, Josh twisted his torso slightly to look into the bespectacled eyes of the team’s coach.

‘Where’s your head?’ he demanded. ‘You’ve been skating like a bloody junior all night.’

‘Sorry, Coach,’ Josh mumbled. ‘I’ll do better.’ He didn’t offer up any excuses, since any real reason for his actions on ice were nothing he wanted to discuss on the bench at that moment.

‘See that you do,’ Coach replied and moved on, leaning close to another player to speak to him.

Josh turned his attention back to the ice where Sean was facing off against the opposing center at the dot just inside the neutral zone. He pushed all thoughts of Rebecca out of his head and tried to focus on the game. Another minute passed and he was jumping over the boards as his teammates skated off.

The rest of the game passed by in a blur. Josh was more than exhausted by the time they left the ice following a shootout. They’d won but everyone knew they could have had the game long before overtime. Josh wasn’t the only one who’d been off that night but his actions certainly hadn’t helped.

‘What was going on out there?’ Bill asked as they were changing in the locker room.

Josh glanced up to see the older man was talking to him. Sighing, he shrugged and reached for his shirt. But Bill wasn’t going to just let it go.

‘You weren’t playing the game, man,’ Bill commented. ‘Your head was somewhere else almost the whole time.’

Josh frowned and faced his teammate. ‘I’m tired, that’s all.’

‘You’re more than tired, Josh,’ Sean remarked from his other side. ‘You haven’t been playing well since our last home game.’

Josh opened his mouth to reply but Bill hooted with laughter and spoke before he had the chance.

‘You saw her again, didn’t you?’ Bill asked and laughed again.

Scowling, Josh stood up and yanked his jacket on. He had no desire to discuss this with the guys in the locker room. ‘I think we all need to hurry up or Coach will have our heads for being late on the bus.’ With that, he stalked from the room, Bill’s knowing laughter following him all the way.

On the bus, most of the guys were quiet, tuckered out from the game. Josh sat in his usual spot and didn’t speak to anyone. Then a shadow fell across his seat and he looked up to see Sean standing there.

‘Mind if I sit down?’ he asked.

Surprised, Josh nodded before he could think of an excuse why not. Sean always sat around the middle of the bus, on the other side. He was well known for his habits and superstitions and Josh wondered if he’d been hit in the head as he made himself comfortable next to him.

‘I think you’re freaking out over something relatively minor,’ Sean said, jumping right into it as though they were already halfway through a conversation.

Josh blinked at him a few times, wondering what the hell he was talking about. Then he recalled Bill’s words, his lousy game and the beautiful woman he’d just walked out on a few nights ago. Blushing, he looked away from Sean, grateful for the dim interior of the bus.

In the next minute, the large vehicle started moving and soon they were motoring through town on
the way to the airport. They had another two road games and then they were back home for two and a half weeks.

‘You’re distracted and playing poorly because some girl has worked her way under your skin,’ Sean went on, continuing with his comments from a minute ago.

‘You don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,’ Josh replied, still refusing to look at his team captain.

‘I don’t?’ Sean replied with a light laugh. ‘Let’s see… when Amelia and I first met, I could barely tie my skates. When we first… hooked up, I couldn’t even remember which side I played from.’

Josh glanced at Sean, seeing a contented look on the other man’s face. They were basically the same age but Sean had matured in ways that Josh couldn’t even fathom since meeting his wife, Amelia. As he thought about it, he recalled the stretches of games where Sean’s playing had indeed been erratic and unfocused. He’d never really put two and two together but he supposed it did line up with the time Sean was first getting to know Amelia.

‘How did you deal with it?’ Josh asked, wondering what mind tricks Sean had used to get his focus back on the game.

Sean leveled a hard look at the other man and Josh was the first to look away. ‘I was lucky enough to have Amelia fall in love with me,’ he said, his stark honesty making Josh feel uncomfortable.

Josh didn’t have a problem with the guys talking about their women while they were all together. He understood that it happened, boy meets girl, they sleep together, sometimes it morphs into marriage, sometimes not. What he didn’t understand was this deep-rooted emotion that seemed to filter through the men. This… love that was suddenly all consuming. Half the time he figured it was total bullshit. Then someone like Sean, the most level-headed and focused guy on the team has to confess something like this to him.

‘What if that just isn’t in the cards?’ Josh replied, keeping his face neutral and his voice firm.

Sean smiled. ‘If you’re unwilling to admit how much a woman can affect you, then there’s not much I can tell you.’

Well, at least he was being honest.

Josh just figured he’d have to find someone who didn’t love his wife who could tell him how to erase the woman from his mind. If he couldn’t have her, he could at least get his focus and drive to win back.

And didn’t that thought just set him back on his heels.

He stared at Sean who stared back at him in silence. Then Sean’s eyes narrowed as though he realized what was going through Josh’s head.

‘Why haven’t you called her this week?’ Sean asked in a quiet voice.

‘I didn’t think she’d want to talk to me,’ Josh replied just as quietly.

‘Why? What did you do?’

Josh scowled at his friend. ‘What makes you think it was something I did?’

Sean chuckled as he adjusted his position in the narrow bus seat. ‘Because it’s usually the guy’s fault.’

Sighing, Josh rested his head back against his seat and closed his eyes. Slowly, he confessed to Sean that he’d run out of Rebecca’s apartment last Sunday after getting her half-undressed. He repeated the words Rebecca had spoken while Sean listened patiently and when he was done Sean had only one question.

‘Why does that matter?’ he asked.

‘Why does what matter?’ Josh replied, though he knew exactly what Sean was talking about.

To his credit, Sean didn’t push him. They sat silently together for a short time until the bus arrived at the airport. Then they joined the line filing off the bus and heading for their plane.

Even though he hadn’t pressed him, Josh knew the answer to Sean’s question. He had fled Rebecca’s apartment after her confession of her lack of experience. It wasn’t because he didn’t want her. These last few days all he’d had to do was think of her and he’d be more than slightly aroused. No, he was definitely more than attracted to her.

The problem was that he didn’t want to admit that she scared the hell out of him.

When he’d thought she was just an average girl, someone who’d had her share of boyfriends and lovers, he’d felt safer with her. Then she’d dropped that bomb and suddenly she was this gorgeous, fun woman who was sharing something of herself with him that she hadn’t before. She hadn’t come right out and said it but then Josh hadn’t stuck around long enough to talk to her about it.

And that made him feel like a complete asshole.

What kind of guy runs out on a beautiful woman who had already let him half undress her?

A fool, he answered his own question and scowled out the plane window. The more he thought about it, the more he realized what a complete idiot he had been. He’d be lucky if Rebecca took his call ever again.

***

Rebecca fell easily back into her normal routine of school, work, home and occasionally the coffee shop with the internet connection. She chatted once or twice with Mary and the rest of the time she just tried to forget about how embarrassed she’d been. No matter how she tried to ignore the stats, she couldn’t help but follow the hockey games.

She mainly kept her attention on the Penguins and the Calgary Flames, so she could at least feel closer to Mary and Max. It made her smile when she’d see Max skating around or starting a fight and she’d wonder what Mary thought about it. She followed the Penguins because… well, because she wanted to watch Josh.

He was such a strong, quiet presence on the ice. Half the time she didn’t notice the number 11 on the ice until about halfway through his shift. Or he’d score, often while the team was short-handed, and she’d scream before she could stop herself. No matter what happened though, she wanted to watch hockey. On nights when neither of her teams played, she’d just turn on whatever game was playing and listen with half an ear as she did school work or read a book. Other times, she’d watch whatever teams were playing and flip a coin to decide who to cheer for.

Something about it was missing, though. She loved to watch the games and see the men slamming each other into boards, even though it made her cringe every time. Especially when the one getting slammed was Josh. She missed having someone there to answer her questions when she thought of them. Ever since that last night with Josh, whenever she thought of something she didn’t understand, she’d write it down and look it up on-line the next time she went to the coffee shop. It just wasn’t the same.

After more than two weeks of not having Josh around or calling her on the phone, she accepted the fact that he didn’t want to see her again. It hurt but she’d been through worse before. She could handle it. She told herself that they had only known each other a few days so it wasn’t a big deal. Sometimes it worked. The other ninety-nine percent of the time, she lay awake at night staring at the ceiling while her body recalled how it felt with his hands on her.

Rebecca found herself sitting in the little pub around the corner from the coffee shop one evening after a grueling mid-term, sipping a Guinness. She preferred the dark flavor to the lighter beers and even though she didn’t generally drink beer, she felt like she needed it. The big screen TV’s all around the bar were lit up with white ice and dark moving figures. The Penguins weren’t playing so there was no specific game on the screens. One showed a Rangers-Senators game and another screen, closest to Rebecca’s seat was showing a game between Carolina and Washington.

‘Can I get you another one?’ the bartender asked as he stopped in front of her.

Smiling, Rebecca glanced down at her glass and saw that it was nearly empty. She downed the last of it and then asked for another. The bartender grinned as he grabbed a fresh glass to pour into. With a sigh, Rebecca turned her attention back to the nearest television and rested her cheek in one upturned hand.

On screen, some flashy Washington player swung around in a wide arc in fron
t of his opponent’s net and backhanded the puck smoothly. It sailed over the goalie’s shoulder and the buzzer went off. The player, with a huge number 8 on his back, sailed across the ice with one foot in the air and his arms over his head. His teammates knocked into him as they celebrated his goal.

‘…And this is his second goal of the night,’ the announcer said, though Rebecca could barely hear over the conversation around the bar. ‘Oborotenski is on fire tonight. Two goals and it’s only one minute into the second period.’

‘Yes, he’s got something extra motivating him tonight, Joe,’ the other announcer agreed as the players skated towards their bench.

Rebecca recalled the name from her nights with Josh and smiled as she remembered that Josh didn’t particularly like to play against him. As she watched more of the game, she could see why. Number 8 was a huge presence on the ice and he definitely knew how to handle the puck.

‘Here you go,’ the bartender said as he set a fresh Guinness in front of her.

‘Thanks,’ she replied and kept her eyes on the television screen as the game carried on.

She laughed and clapped her hands as Oborotenski scored yet again. Then she watched in confusion as hats began to sail through the air to land on the ice. The players celebrated the goal and skated to the bench as more and more hats rained down. She frowned at the screen and lightly gripped her beer as she watched.

‘What the hell are they doing?’ she muttered to herself.

‘It’s called a hat trick,’ a familiar voice responded to her question and she whipped around in her seat to see Josh standing next to her, one big hand on the bar.

Her heart thumped alarmingly against her ribs and she lifted a hand to her chest in an effort to still it. Josh’s blue eyes sparkled in the dim light of the pub and he offered her a lopsided smile. Her heart leapt again and she swallowed as a blush crept up her cheeks. She struggled for something to say and recalled his words.

‘A… hat trick?’ she repeated and frowned.

His smile widened and he moved to sit on the stool next to her. ‘Yeah. When a player scores three times in one game it’s called a hat trick.’

Rebecca tore her eyes away from his face and looked back up at the television where the officials and arena attendants were clearing the hats from the ice. ‘So the fans throw hats on the ice because they’re happy?’

Josh chuckled and nodded. ‘Yup.’

‘Weird,’ she murmured and sipped her beer while avoiding looking at him. She could feel every inch of him sitting next to her though, without looking over. She could feel the heat from his body rolling towards her and she desperately wanted to lean on him.

‘Can I get you a drink?’ the bartender asked Josh.

‘Yeah, I’ll have a Bud, please,’ Josh replied and thanked him when he set the brown bottle in front of him. ‘So… how are you?’ he asked Rebecca after a long silence.

Action had resumed on screen but Rebecca was only pretending to watch it. She heard Josh ask her the question and thought about all the possible responses. She didn’t want to sound like a needy female and lay into him about practically ditching her two weeks ago. But she didn’t want to lie and say that she was OK with the way he’d run off that night.

‘I need to tell you how sorry I am,’ Josh spoke again when she took too long to respond. ‘I shouldn’t have just… taken off like that.’

Rebecca turned and looked into his face. He looked sorry and his eyes flicked over her face before he looked away. He raised his bottle to his lips and sipped before saying something else.

‘I don’t know, I mean, you don’t have to talk to me,’ he said and picked at the label on the beer bottle. His tone was nervous, apprehensive and Rebecca felt the corners of her mouth turning up.

He’s so cute! she thought.

‘I understand if you’re mad at me,’ he went on and glanced at her. He caught sight of her smile and he smiled in return. ‘I mean, I hope you’re not but I get it if you don’t ever want to see me again.’

Rebecca sighed and leaned her head in her hand again as she studied him. His eyes shifted back and forth between hers and the smile on his face drooped a little around the edges.

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Blake and I had been known to trade several thousand dollars back and forth as we bet on various NHL hockey games. The Stanley Cup was up for grabs and the whole season had gotten more exciting. Thursday night I invited Blake over to watch the Bruins-Blues game with me. As requested he arrived about seven o’clock with a huge pepperoni pizza and a dozen beers. We got the beers on ice and quickly set up in my media room. Mindy swung through the condo on the way home from work and said hello....

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Hockey Fantasy

That night, I wasn't expecting anything special, just a great time watching my favorite sport and drinking a nice cold beer. Obviously, I had an affinity for the guys on the hockey team, and I only dreamed of being with one. Little did I know, that dream would eventually become reality. It was nearing the beginning of the first intermission, and there was a certain player, number 62, who caught my attention. He was skating back to the bench, and I happend to catch his eye too....

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Hockey Camp Part 3

"Mona, have you seen Ethan?" he said. She was just getting on the bus and stopped. "No. Isn't he on the bus?" Gary shook his head. "No. He's the only one missing." Mona turned around and searched through the darkness with him. "I saw him dancing with one of the girls. Where did they go?" "I don't know. They disappeared." Mona nudged him with her elbow. "Maybe they went off to neck. That Ethan's a pretty cute guy." "I wouldn't know," he said. "Well,...

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Not What I Expected To Happen At A Hockey Rink Part 2

I had been officiating hockey for years. I traveled all over the place. I'd been to places I would not see otherwise. I'd met people all over that I'd never have met anywhere. I'd gotten to be known in the communities. I always had a positive attitude. I was always friendly to the coaches, kids, and the parents. I got along well with everyone. And over a lot of years, I came to be pretty well liked. I"d talk to the kids. I'd talk to the adults in the leagues. I'd talk to anyone. I just...

Teen
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Hockey Season

Thank God for hockey! I got home in the late afternoon from running errands and got ready for a night at a great swingers party I attend regularly with my man. Our house was empty when I arrived home so I went ahead and began preparations for a great night. I got in the shower and shaved totally bald. I made myself soft and sexy, knowing I wanted to have some fun that night. I got dressed and waited for my man to arrive home. When my man got home he froze and he complimented me on my dress but...

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The Hockey MILF

I work at the local arena in a small town. I am married to a woman who used to be a true fuck machine. But now with 2 k**s, our love life has taken a backseat. This is why I am telling you this story cause I gotta tell someone. It is too good of a story not to. Just don’t tell my wife. I am the rink manager, and am responsible for scheduling, staffing and that kind of thing. Whenever there is a problem they all come to me. Lately it has been getting annoying with all the petty complaints and...

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Hockey Buddy and His Wife Part 9

After hockey season is over, a bunch of guys from my league go up to Canada and play in a tournament. I decided to go along this year for the first time. Pete and I were to be roommates and play on the same tournament team. Pete is my bisexual buddy. I cuckhold him and fuck his wife while he does what every I tell him. We drove up Thursday night and played a game Friday afternoon. Friday evening we went to dinner. Some of the guys were going to a strip bar from there but I did not want to watch...

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Hockey Buddy and His Wife Part 6

After our hockey game this week Pete and I did not speak but I drove to his house after we showered and packed our hockey bags. Usually when we got to his house Pete's wife Katie was ready for us with a couple of gin and tonics but this evening she was no where in sight. Pete said, “Sorry, Katie is visiting her parents in Connecticut.” I just stood there and stared at him. “What?” he said, “There's nothing I can do.” I continued to stare at him, “Oh but there is.” I said. You're going into your...

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Hockey Buddy and His Wife 4

After the hockey game I headed over to Pete and Katie's house. When I got there Pete was always naked and his five inch dick was at full staff. I'm guessing Katie was already sucking him off. Katie was wearing a shear nighty. After giving me a drink, Katie said, “What's your pleasure?” I gave Katie a passionate kiss and felt her ample bosom then licked my finger and stroked her clit. Katie groaned and said, “Get out of your clothes.” I sipped my drink and said, “I want to watch you guys for a...

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Hockey buddy and his wife 1

I play on a men's league hockey team. A guy named Pete has been a teammate for several years. Pete and I are both former college players. We are both small, I'm five feet eight inches tall and Pete is a couple of inches shorter than me and we both payed division three hockey. We shower after games and I have noticed that Pete has a small dick, like really small. I am not huge but it is above average at seven and a half inches. Last month after a game, Pete invited me to his house for a drink....

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HOCKEY FAN

SO I THOUGHT I WAS HOME ALONE, MY SON SAID HE WAS GOING TO HIS GF'S FOR THE NIGHT, I WAS FEELING DEPRESSED, SO GOT OUT THE CHOCOLATE AND SAID TO FEAST. WATCHED ALITTLE PORN AND TALKED TO SOME OF THE HORNY GUYS HERE ON HAMSTER. WAS THINKING OF GOING TO BED, BUT NOT TIRED, SO I GOT IN THE TUB, FOR A RELAXING BATH. WELL I WAS IN THERE I GOT OUT MY FAVORITE DILDO AND BEGAN TO PLAY, I GUESS I WAS SO FOCUSED I DIDNT HERE MY SON COME IN THE HOUSE. I REALLY DIDNT NOTICE TILL THE DOOR SQUEAKED OPEN...

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HOCKEY FAN

SO I THOUGHT I WAS HOME ALONE, MY SON SAID HE WAS GOING TO HIS GF'S FOR THE NIGHT, I WAS FEELING DEPRESSED, SO GOT OUT THE CHOCOLATE AND SAID TO FEAST. WATCHED ALITTLE PORN AND TALKED TO SOME OF THE HORNY GUYS HERE ON HAMSTER. WAS THINKING OF GOING TO BED, BUT NOT TIRED, SO I GOT IN THE TUB, FOR A RELAXING BATH. WELL I WAS IN THERE I GOT OUT MY FAVORITE DILDO AND BEGAN TO PLAY, I GUESS I WAS SO FOCUSED I DIDNT HERE MY SON COME IN THE HOUSE. I REALLY DIDNT NOTICE TILL THE DOOR SQUEAKED OPEN...

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Hockey Player

Our second story and a reminder that these are based on actual events, the uninteresting information, and details omitted for the fear we will bore you all to tears. The following story happen a few years back but worth recounting as it is a very sexy story.Being a professional couple there is always the need to travel on business for meeting or conferences, this event happen on one such conference. K was working as a senior manager with a government agency on a week long media conference. She...

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A Golfers Dream Book II Chilly Winter Hot SummerChapter 8 Lucky in Hockey Lucky in Love

After most of the team had finished eating, the head coach stood and informed the players that the entire team was required to attend the evening crossover game between Quebec and Pacific. The bus was scheduled to leave thirty minutes after the meal. John and Dave went to their room to let the girls know. As soon as they entered the room, both were affectionately attacked by a sea of green. The triplets wanted to celebrate the victory but Dave and John had to put them off until after they...

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Hockey Camp Part 2

However, all of that came to a screeching halt when the head counselor announced to all the boys in the camp the activity for Saturday night was a special trip down the road to a girl's equestrian camp. Ethan had to ask his cabin counselor what equestrian meant. When he found out the evening with the girls would consist of a barbecue cookout and dancing, Ethan was horrified. There was nothing worse he could have imagined than spending an entire evening with a bunch of girls, and possibly...

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Me and The Hockey Team

Chapter One This is my last year of high school. For the past three years I have been on the school ice hockey team. This year, however, is the first year where I was not just a fixture sitting on the bench in the locker room quietly minding my own business. No. This year, I had to go and open my big mouth and on the biggest game of the season against our number one rival, I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life. It started out as usual. Just joking around with the guys. They seemed...

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Hockey Instructor

She was happy in her marriage. Her husband was her best friend and she was still attracted to him, so she could not understand her desire to be with this younger man. He was her hockey instructor and he was cute – obviously in fantastic shape. He was cocky and had a good sense of humour which, to her surprise, added to his attraction. Initially, she was not certain if the attraction was reciprocal, but a few weeks ago he stayed behind class and offered to provide her with more instruction if...

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Hockey Instructor

She was happy in her marriage. Her husband was her best friend and she was still attracted to him, so she could not understand her desire to be with this younger man. He was her hockey instructor and he was cute – obviously in fantastic shape. He was cocky and had a good sense of humour which, to her surprise, added to his attraction. Initially, she was not certain if the attraction was reciprocal, but a few weeks ago he stayed behind class and offered to provide her with more instruction if...

Cheating
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Hockey Buddy and His Wife Part 5

After our hockey game I drove behind Pete to his house. We entered the house at the same time. As usual, his wife Katie was there and ready for fun and games. Katie was wearing a thin robe and sheep skin slippers. “I've been waiting for you boys.” she said. I kissed Katie and said, “Wow you look beautiful.” Katie smiled and said, “And I'm not even naked yet!” We kissed for a minute or two then I sat down in a kitchen chair and pulled her to me. Katie's tits are big and pillowy with just a...

2 years ago
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Hockey Buddy and His Wife Part 8

Pete had pulled a muscle at work and did not play hockey this week. After the game I showered and went to Pete and Katie's house. They were already naked and making out on the couch when I got there. There was a drink waiting for me on the end table. I sat on the chair and watched. Pete sucked Katie's tits and stroked her clit for a while. Then Katie briefly sucked pete's five incher. I was sitting in the chair, had taken off my shoes and sox and was sipping my drink. Katie looked at me with...

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Hockey Buddy and His Wife Part 7

I had not seen Pete or Katie in over a month because one or the other of us had been out of town or not well. I was looking forward to going to their house after the game. We were in the shower after the game and I was looking at Pete's little dick in the shower. “Are we on tonight?” I asked. “Absolutely.” Pete replied. I was starting to get semi-hard thinking about what might be ahead so I finished quickly and headed out from the hockey rink. I arrived at Pete and Katie's house before Pete....

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Chocolate and Hockey

What do chocolate and hockey have to do with each other? A good question. They both have to do with sex. WHY CHOCOLATE IS BETTER THAN SEX 1) We don’t have to beg for chocolate. This proves nothing. We can get sex without begging. Ask Eve. Let’s just not get like Mrs. Marabel Morgan who wrote “Total Woman.” Wear Saran Wrap to greet your hubby after his hard day at the office. Imagine how sticky you’d feel plastered in plastic! We didn’t have to beg our brother who maybe wasn’t romantic...

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Candices trailer park visit

She was thinking about Max and the crazy sex they had last week nonstop since it had happened. Her pussy or "Cunt" as she was now calling it because Max had called it that and it now pleased her to call her betraying vagina a cunt. Her cunt was back to normal. For a few days after 'having coffee' with Max it was sore and stretched. Very tender and leaking his cum. She smelled and tasted it for days. On the third day she could still get small traces but she really had to force her fingers...

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Patrice

The following Friday I received a note from Patrice saying he was in town and asking whether I was free to take lunch with him. I was travelling home in two days’ time, so I arranged to meet him at the Grande on Saturday afternoon. When I arrived at the hotel restaurant at half past one he was already waiting. Having met him only once before—and that in a darkened house where everyone was naked—it took me a moment to recognise the tanned, well-groomed and exquisitely dressed young man in the...

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ice cream truck lady

there is this lady that owns a ice cream truck that passes by my house. she is a hottie. mature old lady big tits nice ass omg i get hard thinking of her. a while back i went to go get a cone and when she was serving it she tippy toed to get some thing n her shirt went up and her pants went down a little and i saw her thong. any tips on how i can like flirt with her and get her to fuck???ima copy n paste so it can be seenthere is this lady that owns a ice cream truck that passes by my house....

3 years ago
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Ice and the three legendary beast Pokemon

They named her Ice for her ice blue eyes and her white almost translucent hair that fell down her back. Entei was her main father figure and took the girl into the cave he had made in the side of the mountain. There the three legendary beast Pokémon raised the little girl to become a strong sexy woman. Soon after she hit puberty Ice felt strange sensations that came from her groin and made her sticky and wet. When she was thirteen and Entei had fallen asleep she felt around in her panties...

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Clarice Going Down

Clarice going down was nothing new. She is now thirty-six, but a mere sixteen when she was first seduced, fucked and taught to suck cock. Her current hubby Horace shared her with his friends, co-workers and sometimes complete strangers.Horace was a traveling salesman who made it known that it was okay for his friends to have Clarice when he was on the road. And many took advantage of his generosity, with Clarice’s complete acquiescence. Thus, she was without question, the most fucked woman in...

Hardcore
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Clarice and Elaine

Clarice and Elaine Janet Stickney A sequel to The Bomber As a member of the State Department's Joint Liaison Group, I had read about the exploits of Clarice during and after WWII, and was fascinated by her accomplishments and bravery. As a minor member of the group, I had a lot of time to read, and had researched her file many times. First crashing, then, afterwards, finding a way to...

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Ice Changes Everything

I thought someone had been on my computer as it had been wrongly shut down, but who my wife always closes the machine down as per my instructions so I never suspected it would have been her. As for doing anything in the future to my instruction Jean had other ideas, but that jumping too far ahead and a little too premature. So in the end I just put this feeling down to my machine having a bad day. Nothing out of the normal happened, my wife was her usual self, life carried on totally...

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Ice and Chocolate

Hey peeps, Rahul here to welcome you back to my stories. I hope you all enjoyed reading the most recent story. I invite you to read as well. Thank you so much for your love and support. I have a sincere request for everyone before I begin the story. Please stop requesting the females’ contact information or private information about them. Many messages recently have asked me to set up with available girls. Let’s begin the story without further ado. This story is about a reader and me having a...

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Ice Cream Man Ch 01

Zed slowly turned the corner with his van and slowly headed down the street, carefully watching for any children in the area. The music blaring on his loudspeakers had cycled for what must have been the five hundredth time that day and Zed was sick of it. The day had been slow, boring in fact and the asinine music was gouging a hole in his head. He had sold some ice cream, but it was all to groups of kids or with adults around. The groups of kids were frustrating all shouting and screaming at...

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Ice Princess

The only thing I excelled at turned out to be thinking. I was able to read before I was two and could do college level trigonometry problems by the time I was seven. I was so far ahead of other kids my age that my parents got permission to home school me. I completed all of the requirements for graduation from High School by the time I was eight and got my first college degree; a Bachelors in Electrical Engineering, when I was ten. I was twelve years old when I started helping dad...

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Millicent

Millicent is a character from a vignette in one of the parts of ‘Epiphanous’. Her circumstance fueled a storyboard in my mind that I think was worth exploring. This is not a story of great wrongs and retribution. There is no bitch burning and from my perspective there is no judgement of right or wrong. These are people who might do what others would not or not do what others might rush into. There were no real people harmed in the writing of this story and it is not a collection of my...

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Ice Cubes

This was a vacation we had both looked forward to as more than an escape, but a chance to do something completely wild. The weather was no where close to the heat wave levels, but being so far away from where the humidity was tame, our bodies seemed to steep in the moment. Having just taken a shower to shake off the effects of the journey, large cotton towels provided out only dress. You opened the windows and took in the view, but when you turned to share it with me, I was no where to be...

3 years ago
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Ice and fire

My Master was out of town for the day, and He left me strict instructions how i was to behave while He was gone. i was to wear my collar and nothing else at all times. He left me food in one bowl and water in the other, and i was to eat on all fours not using my hands. i was free to use the toilet at all times, but if i needed to pee, i was to insert a buttplug up my ass, and if i had other needs, i was to insert a dildo in my pussy while on the toilet. He also left me an assignment to do while...

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Icecream And Threesome

Hi readers, ye kahani ap sab ke liye khaskar unke liye jinhe ice-cream aur chudai bahut pasand hai. Sunday ka din hai aur tum apni building ke andar ja rahi ho tumhare hath me packet hai jisme ice cream aur cold drink hai. Tumhe entrance par Deepika mil jati hai aur vo tumse puchti hai “kya baat party hai kya koi ?” tum na me sir hilati ho”nahi ye to vese hi bacho ka dil kar raha tha aur garmi bhi hai aj to…” phir vo kehti hai “chalo baith kar gappe marte hai.” magar tumhara kuch aur hi plan...

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