Locker Room Stories 소설 & 이야기

“We actually had sex for the first time in the locker room where anyone could have walked in. I was quite naïve back then. Les scooped me up to protect me from the other big, bad ball players, or at least that’s what he said. He much prefers me working women’s sporting events. He has no idea how many good-looking men are involved in female sports and I’ll keep it that way.” The women all started talking about the naughtiest places they had sex. Even with continually pink cheeks, I had a blast. It wasn’t until I was home in bed that I thought about The Slam’s match the following day. How could I want them to win so badly when I needed them to lose? I missed Joel so badly, and it was hours bef

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

I leave her surprised and sexually satisfied. I got to my apartment at 2am. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey, I pour two fingers and pull out my phone. Unblocking Elena's number, I called her. She picked in an instant. "Damien,” she purrs. "I thought you'd call sooner." "You want a story?" I sat down on my designated sofa. "Then come get it. Tomorrow, 9 PM. No camera." "And the little stripper?" "She has no business with us." "That's not what she said."

I’m going to build up muscle strength in my legs from sitting perched for so long. Time ticks away, and no one ever opens the locker room door to do a check. I peer through the crack in the stall and check the clock on the wall. It’s now thirty minutes past closing, but I’m not sure the gym is actually closed. I tilt my head at what sounds like people murmuring when the locker room door pops open. I stay quiet as I watch a couple of guys come in. They ramble on about a fight and how much money is on the line. One guy is bouncing on his feet and punching the air.

I parter her back for her to relax and gave her water to rinse her mouth. She vomited more till she was done and washed off, taking a quick shower and coming out of the bathroom. “Are you girls that horny that you still had another sex in the bathroom?” I rolled my eyes at Liam and sat down. “How are you feeling baby girl?” He kissed my forehead, his penis dangling with him as he walked. “Like the luckiest man in the world. The three some was amazing.” “Sure, it would not happen again?” “What!?!?!”

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

Riven The morning air in the locker room was so busy with voices that sounded muffled in my ear. This wasn't the hockey locker room. It was the general one for all students. A place that smelled of clean clothes and books. I was so tired. I had a lot on my mind. From yesterday with Stiles to the past events of the previous days.

CHAPTER 17: I'M STRAIGHT BUT I LOVE DICK WILLIAM'S POV The locker room was loud and chaotic after practice, the usual storm of slamming metal doors, running showers, and guys shouting over each other like a pack of wild animals. Thick, hot steam hung heavy in the air, thick with the sharp bite of mint from someone’s gum, sweat soaked towels, and that overpowering cloud of cheap body spray most of the team drowned themselves in. The mixture clung to my skin and made my nose wrinkle.

His hand touched my lower back once, just to guide me past some people. That small touch made my skin burn. I wanted his hands under my dress right now, grabbing my bare ass hard. I felt his hard cock press against me for a second when he got closer. My pussy clenched tight and more wetness soaked my panties. When we got to the women's bathroom, I pushed the door open fast. It was empty. I stepped inside. Rune came in right after me and locked the door. The click made my heart jump. He didn't wait.

The rivalry was still there—intact, unbroken—but underneath it now ran the raw knowledge of what the empty locker room and the cold water had pulled out of them. Neither of them spoke while they finished rinsing. Somewhere beyond the showers a door opened and closed. The championship night continued outside. In the tiled room the two star athletes stayed under the water a moment longer, bodies marked, the obsession that had lived under every tackle and every shared look finally given the only outlet either of them had ever really wanted.