Kat – short for Katai – is odd, right? I mean, she’s not scary-weird or anything, but a little odd. Her mannerisms, especially her laugh. She does this odd thing with her hand when she’s laughing. Now, I’ll bet you’ve just pictured someone laughing and raising their hand up, like they’re about to slap their thigh or something? Not like that. It’s more like she’s got a ping pong bat in her hand, and she’s swinging her arm...

My name is Gabriella, and I am a sports journalist. When I heard that the coach of the Spanish women’s Olympic soccer team had been fired for having sex with one of the players, it sounded like just another case of a powerful man abusing his position for sexual gratification. But when I read an interview with the player at the heart of the matter, I sensed there was something different about this case. Something unusual....

It was two weeks before Christmas and Mike weaved his way through the throng at the German market. Stalls with mulled wine and sizzling food from Mexico to Thailand were tempting his taste buds but he still had his sister's present to buy. Though a few hours away, he was conscious of the clock ticking toward England's quarter-final clash with France. It seemed odd having the Soccer World Cup in December. A multiplicity of...

Watching the World Cup, I did a double take when I saw the substitute goalkeeper. Eight years ago, we slept together in Valencia. He was sporty and looked great naked. I don't doubt I was just one of many girls for him. My boyfriend, on the sofa with me, has no idea that I once rode and sucked that goalkeeper's cock. That he kissed my naked body. That he loved it when I pressed on the skin between his ass and his balls. T...

I'm Robbie, I've been playing football most my life and when I was sixteen I began to love it even more and since that day I've learnt to explore myself and experiment in many ways. I'll explain what happened and why I love going to footy. It was summer and humid with the odd shower offering some relief during a hard fought game. Us lads had been playing another team who sat top of the league and we managed to nick a draw...

Gameday My usual pregame ritual involved getting into my zone. Since the first game of the season was at home we got dressed in the locker room. I usually tried to be the first one to get ready and would psych myself up as everyone else got dressed. Some girls get more chatty before a game, I get less. I flashed Susan a brief smile. Most of the girls knew to avoid talking to me before a game, but I would receive various f...

Over the course of the next few days, my dalliance with Santiago had apparently become public knowledge among my teammates. They didn't know the full details, but after Kaitlyn and Roach had witnessed that embarrassing encounter with my mother, it was only a matter of time before the rumors started flying. And it seemed to be helping my popularity, too. My teammates wouldn't stop pestering me for all the dirty details. As...

It was my senior year of high school, spring break, and I was sitting in my seat preparing myself for my first flight south of the border. A lot of firsts were going to happen this spring break, actually. My varsity soccer team had qualified for an international invitational tournament in Mexico. It happened to coincide with our school's spring break, which meant that we were going to get to spend an entire week living it...

Keiko had been the boys' soccer team manager at her Japanese high school along with her best friend Akiko a few years before and was still crazy about all things soccer, a sport I only have a passing interest in. When she met Mark met at a party they connected through soccer and him being an Englishman who played soccer was an added attraction for her.  Soon after, she introduced him to some Japanese guys who played in a...

“Alright boys, we’re done.”At last our practice was over. That was the second practice of the day, and we had spent at least half of the time doing running. I took off my cleats and headed for the locker room. Since I was a new member of the team, my running fitness was a little bit below par, but my overall physique was among the best on the team. Long sessions at the gym over the past years had given me a body better th...

“Yo, Dex. Ain’t no time to be drowning in misery, man. So you couldn’t pull it out. You’re what, eighteen? Barely outta high school and on the biggest sporting stage in the world. Shit. It took me longer than that to finally make it here.” I look over at Jamal, proudly displaying three bronze medals. He’s giving me a confused look, as if I should be happy just making it to Rio. I’m not. It’s not in my DNA to settle. “Two...

I'll start by introducing myself. My name is Allison and I've been in college for several years now. I'm 5' 5", blonde, have 36 C breasts, and I'm into both girls and guys. I guess the best way to describe myself personality wise is that I'm a good girl who is capable of doing horribly filthy things when I'm in the right mood. Anyway, the following story is true, and it happened during the first semester of my second year...

DISCLAIMER: I'm English, so for those of you in the US, *Football* is Soccer. Sweat laced my athletic figure as I pushed my body to the limit. I was the only girl in an all-male football team, which brought a number of obstacles for me to overcome. My footballing talents set me on par with the boys, but physically it was tough. The boys threw their weight around. Knowing I was better than them, they would try to bully me...

It was very difficult for my son, David, to make the boys traveling soccer team in our small, suburban town near Miami.  But after many years of effort and practice he made the team.   I am a family physician and agreed to be the team doctor free of charge, but he made the team before I agreed to provide medical services. The previous team physician, Maxwell, was my partner in our medical practice. He retired from all med...

I stifled a yawn and climbed onto my bed, running a hand through my spiky hair."Are you going to bed?" Taylor asked, sitting on the bed next to me."I think so." I nodded, pulling off my shirt."Goodnight." She wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly."Night." I moaned sleepily, returning the hug.I exchanged words with Reece and Shayla, who were both already in bras and panties and getting ready to climb into b...