Locker Room Stories 소설 & 이야기

A series of laughter erupted through the crowd some of them were snickering, some elbowing each other. Thank god! If I could spin this disaster into a joke, maybe I could crawl out of this with my skin intact. But Marcus wasn’t about to let me off that easy. “Funny,” he said, tilting his head like a predator. “But this was in your locker, Seth not mine unless you’ve a weird fetish of leaving behind girls bra in your locker...”

I could only let her continue her balcony showers. Later, someone posted photos of her showering on the university’s confession wall. While her face was blurred, her private areas were captured in shocking detail. The campus buzzed with gossip as students speculated about the identity of the girl in the pictures. Some crude boys even joked about buying microscopes so they could camp out beneath the dorm and get a better look. The dormitory quickly became a spectacle, drawing male students from all over campus and even thugs from outside the school. It disrupted our lives to the point of chaos.

“Taking your stepbrother’s cock raw in the shower like a desperate slut while our parents are right downstairs.” I tried so hard not to make any sound. It was worse ,because our parents were awake and right below us. He fucked me harder, one hand on my hip, the other reaching around to jerk me in time with his thrusts. I tried my best to steady myself but the wall was slippery. Steam curled around us. The scent of sex, lube, and soap filled the small space. My legs shook as he pounded into me, angling perfectly to hammer my prostate with every brutal snap of his hips.

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

She's more important than any costume the suits can come up with. It's always so hard to find a corner to ourselves. There's the control room, with the monitors and the dials, strands running out all over the arena to the lights, the basement to the high-rise boxes that cost more than a house. That's a hard no, because of that and because its where Marty nests. There's the locker room proper, but that's also a hard no. Too many people running through their pregame rituals and someone always busts out a bottle of tequila. Going out sloshed is going to get someone hurt. We've found that utility rooms are the best spot. Close enough to be accessible in a moment's notice, out of the way enough s

LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW. I walk towards my private locker room, where I know my friends are waiting. The smell of sweat and fresh ice clings to the air as I push open the door to the locker room. The roar of the rink fades behind me and is replaced by the low, rumbling laughter of my guys. The Horsemen. My Horsemen.

' 'To meet Jade in the locker room. He raised an eyebrow. 'The locker room is popular for lots of things. Making out is the number one. Don't worry, I'll just pick the bag I dropped there and you guys can do whatever it is you planned on doing there.' I shook my head. Akin is an idiot, a certified one.

I said after recovering. "Of course I am, so you've given them the gist abi?" He asked. I was perplexed. "What gist and to whom sef?" "The relationship gist and of course to your partners in crime, the ones you gossip with about me". This one is just feeling himself. "Well I haven't exactly told anyone but why would I gossip about you, we only talk about hot guys". Lemme crush his ego small. "Touché, ouch Lola, that's hurtful" He said feigning hurt.

“Natalie’s my girlfriend and you’re not going to ever mention our encounter to her.” I yanked my arms away. ”And if I do? She’d be pleased to hear that you denied her" His face laced with worry, as he moved his head in restlessness. I continued “or no! Maybe I should tell her how you graced my bed and promised to never let me go.” "Does she even know what you do?" A massage therapist? Encountering different women? “I’m also a web designer” he snapped. His defense, trying to get in the way.

The locker room smelled like chlorine, sweat, and sex. Jake pulled out slow. Cum poured from my stretched hole and ran down my thighs. He scooped some with his fingers and shoved it back inside me. "Keep it in there," he said. "I want you to feel me leaking out while you walk back to your dorm. Every step reminding you who fucked you raw after practice." He stepped back and pulled his speedo up. His cock was still half hard and shiny with lube and cum. I turned around slowly, legs shaky. My ass throbbed and felt full.