Tara had been longing for the Thunderdome Threesome Night, we had planned. It had been a couple weeks, and she could hardly wait, but Bryan and I had a surprise. We met at the rink around 6 to dress, made our way back to their house and walked in together. It didn't take her long to figure things out before she squealed, "Oh fuck...you guys! You're crazy, b...
This evening picks up from the last Thunderdome Threesome night, where we surprised Tara with hockey sex. I never really gave cosplay any consideration, but I have to say a hockey jersey, paired with a jock, turned into some unforgettably hot sex. *************************************************************** To avoid any suspicion from coach, we had Tara...
It didn't matter which team it was and it didn't matter who was favored to win. I was always ready for the party; whether it fell before or after the game didn't matter to me. I wanted to get my holes stuffed with hockey players and I was just the kind of slut that men couldn't say no to. I had long, dark hair and a sweet, innocent face that didn't match my...
Hello, there. My name is Wanda Jean-Pierre. A six-foot-three, dark-skinned, lean and athletic young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Avery Scott College, a small historically Black four-year school located in downtown Brockton. I major in medicine. The story I'm about to share with you involves ho...
Hi. My name is Lizzie. I'm in my last year at St Quim's school for girls - its very posh and expensive and strict. There are only 5 male members of staff - the only boys we see are in the holidays. Only 1 of these male members of staff is hot - the music tutor Mr James. Due to the lack of men, and despite our lesbian antics, we were all feeling sexually star...
My name is Joseph McDonald. I'm a tall, good-looking, forty-something black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. What is my occupation? Let's see. I'm the General Chancellor of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts University, also affectionately known as CMU by students and faculty alike. What makes CMU so damn special? It's only the biggest private...
I attempted to get mentally focused while I laced up my skates. It was the third day of practice. I was one of the best junior hockey player around and scouts said I could even be drafted into the pros. But as far as my talent goes, I could always use the extra practice time. One summer, I decided to go away to an elite hockey camp in Minnesota, it cost quit...
Leaning back against the wooden benches I take a deep breath, luxuriating in the feeling of the steam in the sauna pulled deep in my lungs. The moist heat of the room is so refreshing after that crazy cardio class, I know I'm going to be sore again tomorrow but at the moment I don't really care as I feel myself melting against the bench. It's a pretty nice s...
Continued from "Hockey Night" Laying, stretched out on the ground, I try to catch my breath from that last orgasm. You are sitting next to me, frowning at me. I wasn't supposed to cum. I was being punished for tying you up. I wasn't allowed to watch my hockey game, I was supposed to pleasure you, not myself. In the background, I hear the sounds of th...
So far in my story, I have revealed how I made a daring proposition to two eighteen year old students, who were in need of cash to pay for an expedition to Mauritius in return for being my friends with benefits. This little tale is taking you back to the autumn, on a day in September when I had been seeing the girls for a few weeks. I would now like to share...