"Nothing but net," Hodan Yassin shouted, smiling and pumping her fist in the air, after making yet another slam dunk. The Gatineau University women's Basketball Team were absolutely creaming their rivals, Dwyer College. It was an all-Quebec showdown between two of the top women's College Basketball Teams in all of Quebec inter-Collegiate sports and the Gatin...
The idea from this story came from tapeworm, and it was heavily outlined by demos. I owe nearly everything here to them. -- Parker Marson spent every day after school in the basketball locker room. At Toriville High School, basketball was the most important sport. The games were always packed, the pep rallies were wild, and the basketball players were the...
The Ladies Regional Basketball Tournament game was not going well. The basketball just wasn't falling for me. this was my senior year and I was eighteen years old. My shots were bouncing off the rim and I even had two air balls. I wondered how this could be happening to me. I was the darling of the tournament and my picture was on the front page of our homet...
Author's note: This story has been written at the request of Jen. She does exist, lives in Louisiana, and Uncle Jimmy also really exists. However his shenanigans are purely the figment of Jen's very fertile imagination and the author's wayward sexual deviancy. Jen wants a slow build up in the story, so what Jen wants, she gets. I need to point out that thi...
Isabel, the basketball team's trainer—though really just a second-year kinesiology student in charge of player injuries and rehab—tells me to strip naked. We're in the athletics doctor's office, which belongs to Isabel during the basketball season, and I'm standing in front of her in my street clothes, a school t-shirt and black skinny jeans over white jock...
Hi again! This is my 2nd story and to be honest I was much encouraged that my 1st story was very high rated and it was (at least at the moment I wrote this one) within best 75 stories! Thank you all! Since I do not write in my language I had much help from my friend MirageLM who is an author in Literotica. He helped me much with my English as well as on how...
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...
The name is Peterson Samson. I'm a young black man living in the state of Massachusetts. Today, I turned twenty. My boys from the school football team got me a nice gift. A black leather jacket with red buttons. It's gonna look good on me once the New England winter comes in. I'm originally from Atlanta City in Georgia, so I've basically never seen snow befo...
My name is Chris Miller i am an up and coming shooting guard playing as the star player on the St. Varances college basketball team. I am no doubt going to be in the big leagues, i always make sure to play good defense, make good passes, make good plays. I led my team to the college league playoffs and now we are in the finals, If i win this i will be sure...
The Coaches: Part One Hakim hadn’t seen the man in years. They had went to college, chased women, and won two conference basketball championships together. They had entered the NBA draft in the same year: along with two of their other teammates. Playing for different teams had put some distance between them and they eventually lost touch. Hakim was shocked...