Every Tuesday night was badminton night, which gave me a chance to have some exercise and also watch the various lady players - both for their badminton skills and for a glimpse of their underwear! At just 18 years old I was very much the junior, and the good players didn't want to play with me, but occasionally they had to - and sometimes I managed to get...
Motivated for Badminton I woke up in a vast, airy room. A powerful ventilation blasted continuously and echoed in the space. A gymnasium... I was sitting on the floor, in the middle of one of the badminton courts that were set up. And I was in the only one that was lit. I recognized this gymnasium, but it looked like there were no walls right now, making it...
I don't often write true tales because real life, at least my real life, is not as exciting (or horrendous, depending on your point of view) as the stories I write. But a reader asked me if I had any real experiences to relate. My first inclination was to refuse, but there was one incident, now sufficiently dated that I feel comfortable writing about it. It'...
Confessions, but mostly horny ramblings... So I've got myself down to this. Straight up confessions about my libidinous adventures, and not some piece of fiction, featuring my dirty fantasies, like the one I'm currently working on right now. It'll almost be as if I was talking to myself, though I hope someone will read this and relate at some level. You se...
I took an evening job at the Sports Centre, just a gopher on reception, I did not even rate a seat, if a visitor asked where the squash courts were, despite the big map behind us, I would be dispatched to show them. I hunted down missing kids and lost handbags, I helped out in the canteen, I was a crash dummy for the Judo and Karate instructors when they wan...
It was the week after my first special coaching session, and Val had suggested that now I was an 18 year old senior I should go round before the regular badminton club time, to have some more of her one-to-one training. Half of me said I shouldn't go, but the other half just wanted to be aroused again - or wondered if it had all been a dream. The other half...
Howdy, folks. The name is Kurt Lob. I'm a tall, good-looking, thirty-something black man living in Virginia. I'm the Athletic Director of Mason College, a private four-year college located near a small town of the same name in Eastern Virginia. The school only has two thousand students. The student body was sixty percent female and forty percent male when I...
Badminton was Sophie's favourite sport, especially when she was playing with her boyfriend Jack. Sophie was petite. She looked incredibly sexy, especially in the tight white t-shirt and a white short pleated dress she was wearing. She wore her light brown hair in a ponytail. Jack was equally handsome - tall with brown hair; he wore white shorts and a plain t...
"Erm, I think I need a Super Hero." "Sorry, all out of spandex; and wearing y-fronts on the outside of jeans is so last-year!" At least it was a better start than the last time Jennifer had stormed in demanding attention three weeks ago. The new high-flying project manager had quickly acquired a reputation for throwing her toys out of the pram, so the acce...
This story is about a willing cuckold. Please don't read it if you dislike that type of story. *** I met Lizzie a couple of years after my first wife left me. I wasn't looking for another wife at the time. I'd had enough of women, or so I thought. I was happy with the idea of one night stands but didn't have much success there. I found that a lot of promis...