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Feb 26, 2017

New Toy… Boy or Coach? Part 2 {Athlete/Coach}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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The coach didn’t say anything but just watched him until he started to round the desk. Then his eyes repeatedly darted from the advancing male to the door that he didn’t think was locked. 
“Locking coach doors behind me has become a necessary habit of mine,” Allen said as he placed both hands on each of the armrests of the chair Coach Tomkins sat in. He leaned in close and brush the sides of their clean shaven cheek and jaws before Allen pressed his body into the coach’s before sliding down to end up kneeling down between his spread legs. 
His hands closed in on his waist and pulled his shirt up reviling a well-muscled stomach. Nothing as over ambitious as a six pack, but he had definition and was firm beneath the treasure trail of black hair that grew more abundant the higher he looked. His nipples were like naked flesh islands surrounded by a sea of black curls. 
Allen’s played in them. Twining his fingers in the curls, raking his fingers along the flesh below and occasionally making landfall to tease both nipples that got harder with each passing. His hands continued to play while Allen now laid his head in Coach Tomkins’ lap. His cheek came into contact with the fabric of his pants. Today that material was denim.
The next thing he felt was the hot and hard mass that was his cock. Allen closed his eyes as he took in his first breath. Then he slid his face along, across and in circles along the trapped appendage.
Coach Tomkins’ eyes were also close. He was slowly losing control of his breathing. His mouth emitted jerking cries when his nipples were flicked, pinched, or dragged under a nail. Once he felt Allen’s face in contact with his crotch any objections he had against his show of abilities could no longer be heard if they were still present at all. He kept his hands and arms where they had been when he was facing Allen before he brought their bodies into contact. One hand rested on his desk, The other one still held on the back end of the armrest on its side of the chair. But once Allen’s hands had moved to commit assault on his person, he had taken over the whole armrest and was currently gripping it tightly as he felt himself being pulled closer to an ejaculation in his pants. 
As the idea of that happening brought him close to the event, he realized that he couldn’t let that happen. Too many questions with no answers to be given would be asked later at seeing him in such a state.
“Suck me,” he managed to breathe out. He still didn’t touch Allen even as he made this request.
“I think that will have to wait,” Allen said much closer to Coach Tomkins’ face than he was expecting. His eyes shot open to see clear brown ones looking back at him. “I remember you saying something about a practice and I’m already late. Also,” he slightly drew out. “I don’t know if I have the right to lay lips on you yet,” he ended with a grin that showed he knew he had won. 
“Fuck…” Coach Tomkins moaned as his eyes closed and he tried to stop himself from coming in his pants as Allen’s fingers now focused on his nipples alone. “Fine,” Coach Tomkins said as he gave in. “Yes. Please,” he quickly added as he once again tried to save his clothing, some of his dignity and to find out if the promise of Allen’s mouth was half as great as his fingers. 
— End of Part Two—
Check back for Part Three. :)
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... Read The Sign {Naked In Public}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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“HEY! Ben! Guys! Come look at this!” The guy shouted. I had been there for only five minutes when he found me. He looked at the sign then looked at me before he rubbed his cock through his work pants. I was starting to sweat as I tried to keep my moans in. But it was starting to get harder. That is when he called his friends over. 
I looked in the directed he called out to and soon saw four other guys as they rounded the corner. I moaned out loud as my nipples painfully hardened. I pressed my back up against the wall. I was a little surprised that it was warm when my skin touched it. 
“AH!” I couldn’t stop it from coming out. Moving rubbed the wheel aginst my clit. I almost came. I kept my eyes shut as I heard pants being zipped open and I heard the movement of clothes. I didn’t have to open my eyes to see what was going on. I saw it in my head. 
They were looking my body and jerking off. They wanted to suck my breasts. To lick my skin. To shove their dicks in my small mouth. Up my ass and take the place of the vibrator in my pussy.
It was too much. I heard them breathing and my legs twitched and shook under me. My ass bounced on the wall as I sucked in my tummy. 
“Ah. Ah. AH! AH! AAHhh,” I muttered then shouted almost too loudly as I came. I felt my pussy get flooded and the ramming of the vibrator kept me going until I feel myself squirting. Most of it went out through a hole in the contraption that was locked onto my body but most got trapped and dripped its way down my pussy, my thighs and my legs.
I don’t remember passing out, but when I woke up my husband was combing his fingers through my hair. I was naked and laying in next to him. He was equally nude. 
“I didn’t think you would sleep this long,” he informed me. 
“Sorry dear,” I told him as I turned my head to see what he was looking it. It was me. From before. I kinda remembered this part, but not at the same time. I had crumpled to the ground and I was twitching slightly. There was a close up of the vibrator between my legs. It was still going in and out of me, but slower than it was before. 
Half of my face was covered in splashes of cum along with my chest and hands. There was just one guy above me as he stroked his cock. It was rather big and a few seconds later he hit the wall with his ejaculation before he aimed downwards and splashed what was left into my hair and on my chest. 
The camera kept rolling until they had all left, then it went black.
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Feb 25, 2017

Hey. Long Time No See... Sorry.

I have been meaning to transfer some of my newer long stories over here from Tumblr, but I didn't feel any pressing need to do it sooner. Sorry.

So I was going to do that today, and went looking for this one in particular. "New Toy". I did a search on my Tumblr for "My Stories" since you have view my page a certain way to see the special page I had made to list them. BTW, I've given up updating that page. I'm going to add a note to it later saying so and why before I go back to bed.

So, the link. It was to a chapter of Ian and Carl that I posted on DA. I just wanted to see how many people have eyeballed it and I saw something I didn't expect. This.


I logged out of everything on my chrome browser a few days ago and it seemed to have logged me out of the out browsers too. So this is how non-members can see mature content on DA now. Before you were just out of luck, but now they have this for you.

So, good news for those of you who don't have a DA account and want to at least try to read what I have over at DA.

So I'll be back later with links to that Tumblr story I talked about. I'm also tempted to post it over at Wattpad. I'll see.

Later.