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Vicki Lynn's Tennis Adventures

by Vickilynn on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I like to play tennis, even if I'm not very good at it. I don't like to wear tennis panties, though, because they are not made out of silk or cotton, which are the two fabrics I like next to my skin. In addition to feeling good, cotton or silk panties have a tendency to ride up during exercise, exposing more and more of the flesh of my bottom. So naturally I...

The Tennis Photographer

by spikechewy on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My wife is an avid tennis buff, and her body shows it. She's 5 foot 7 inches tall, has blonde hair and weighs 125 pounds. She has perfectly proportioned breasts and the tightest ass you have ever seen. The other evening she was at a tennis friend's house having a glass of wine, when her friend remarked, "Tonya, have you had your photo taken for the team boo...

Candy Moves Up...

by sweet9tee on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Candy Moves Up The Corporate Ladder Candy was attending her company's annual kick-off meeting at the local country club. The company she worked for was a pretty decent sized bank, and this was her first job ever right out of college. While the executives were speaking, she glanced around the room to keep herself entertained, such as some eye-candy. It hadn'...

College Girls Ch. 05

by TheSparkZone on Sep 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I had a boyfriend for a short time, but he dumped me for some eighteen-year-old that had just graduated from high school. Kelli didn't want me to spend my summer vacation moping around, so she invited me to play tennis. Neither one of us was a very good tennis player, but she explained that prancing around in a little tennis skirt would make me feel better....

Friday Night

by ozland234 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

We were lucky on that Friday. In lot's of ways. We knew, while we were on the road, that we were lucky with the weather. Although it was late in the summer, it was a warm day, and with the high cloud about, it would stay warm into the evening, but without getting too hot. Though perhaps, "too hot" was what we had in mind in other respects. I had finished wo...

Mom's Friend in a Short Skirt

by Sexybeast8899 on Jul 24, 2018
Erotic Couplings

I was 19. I was going into my second year of college. I was a late bloomer. I was starting to fill out. I worked out and lifted weights. I was quickly gaining confidence. I knew most of my moms friends. My mom was a stay at home mom that spent most of her time at the country club playing tennis. Most of her friends were in their 40's but attractive. They w...

Indian Wife's Tennis Match Ch. 01

by funduman4all on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I am Karan. We are from India shifted here in San Diego, California. I have been married to my wife Priya for about five years. We married when we started working after post-graduation and ours was a arrange marriage. She was Miss Naughty when I first met her. We both liked tennis game and she was quite good. We didn't have sex until our marriage and, once w...

Tennis Punishment

by tom6432 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Swat! Swat! Swat! I had my nineteen year old step daughter over my knees, her short tennis skirt lifted, and her white tennis panties dangling at her ankles. 'When I tell you I want you home at a certain hour, I want you home!' I continued to spank her firm buttocks, her long, tanned legs were to my right and her head and hands were touching the ground to my...

David's Tall Girls' School Ch. 07

by Thorilla on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...

Love All

by Sheepish on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was Friday night and we had a couple of hours to kill. “How about going down to the club and knocking the ball around?” I asked. “It’s pretty hot,” she said. “So we dress cool and sweat a lot. We could both stand to sweat off a few pounds. Let’s bring some water and a couple of beers for fluid replacement.” “Okay, let’s do it.” So we went to the bed...