Steve Bernard Cricket Stories

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A Sticky Wicket Ch. 02

by MattblackUK on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Wendy was slightly early for her appointment. She walked up the stairs in what had started life as a Georgian Townhouse and was now home to a collection of offices and surgeries for a dentist, a single practice private doctor (UK NHS single doctor practices had been abolished after Dr Harold Shipman had murdered in excess of 250 of his older patients before...

Grampa's Tale

by The_Manoj_Arora on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

The sun was warm and the air, with its sweet, melodious fragrances, promised of a lovely spring at its heels. The winter was almost over, and a few leaves had sprung to life, swaying softly in little clutters spread sparsely upon the barren branches of the trees. The 'weeping' willow was the odd-one-out amid his Pine buddies but stood proudly like a rose amo...

A Sticky Wicket Ch. 01

by MattblackUK on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Jack Boston was a competent member of the Pottersbridge village cricket team. A good middle order batsman and a good utility bowler. As a youngster he'd even had a trial for Northamptonshire Cricket Club, but it hadn't come to anything. Pottersbridge was a large village in the Home Counties. It was 40 miles from London and fairly prosperous. Jack was marri...

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17p

by PAUL C on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17p: The Batting Order Ch. 16 Paul. What was happening over there? There was a lot of noise coming from the marquee. People were running inside it. I could see my parents. "There's a fight in the marquee." The fielder nearest to it called. He turned and talked to a couple of people for a few seconds. He came running into the...

Better than Roses

by Vixen211 on Aug 31, 2017
Group Sex

Who knows what I was thinking. It was a Saturday night and Valentine’s day at that. My current lover was out of town and I was bored. So I went down to my fave little restaurant to chat with the bartender I knew, see some old acquaintances and just relax. I wore the quintessential “little black dress.” Underneath, black lace demi bra with matching boy-shor...

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17h

by PAUL C on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17h: The Batting Order Ch. 08 A Paul and Jenny story. (Copyright 2002. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. Part 8. Paul. "How about your friend?" Jim asked as we walked out to the wicket to run the roller over the pitch and set up the stumps at either end of the wicket. "Who?" I asked in rep...

Two Hearts

by Thomas_Malory on May 7, 2019
Romance

This story is supposed to be a romance. There is NO SEX! Please leave constructive criticism. Please rate the story and writing - not the characters. ***** "Raac, I've done something really stupid and I'm so sorry!" running into his arms and bursting into tears –hair a mess, makeup streaked. "I'm so sorry! I don't know what I was thinking – please f...

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17n

by PAUL C on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17n: The Batting Order Ch. 14 Paul. I walked out into the middle hopefully looking more confidant then I felt. "The fastest bowler he had ever faced." Bill had said. Well, Bill was getting on a bit and his eyesight wasn't what it was. Roger came out to meet me. "Watch it." He said reassuringly. "He's fast." I went to the...

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17f

by PAUL C on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17f: The Batting Order Ch. 06 The Batting Order. A Paul and Jenny story. (Copyright 2002 by Paul C. All rights reserved) As with all my stories all events and characters are fictitious. Part 6. Paul. I ducked under the first ball that Len bowled at me in the nets. He was very hostile. He walked back to his full run up, tur...

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17i

by PAUL C on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17i: The Batting Order Ch. 09 Paul. "If you'll let David in, please, Shirley." My mother said. Steve had turned his back and was finishing buttoning his flies. Shirley was very red faced. From embarrassment or exertion I couldn't tell. "Well, let's go then." Steve said walking briskly to where his cricket bag lay. "Help...