Squash court Stories

I gripped the squash racket tighter than I needed to, knuckles white, trying not to curse as Rachel stole another point from me. Four in a row. My coach had promised me a solid opponent but when she walked onto the court, ponytail swaying and a casual little smile playing at her lips, I’d been caught off guard. I’d expected someone tall, broad-shouldered, built like a machine. Instead, she was small, trim, effortlessly pr...

Dot and I had a game of squash booked at a local sport centre and I was looking forward to it immensely. We had not seen each other since our last meeting when she, my sister-in-law and I had had a threesome. My cock was twitching in anticipation as I remembered her lithe body, as she rode me hard. Our games had always been energetic, Dot would chase down every loose ball with determination and I would always be sweating...