Daddy's Hockey Buddies

By Chelsea Cherry

Carly has been fantasizing about her hockey playing Step-Daddy for years. When he asks her to help out with a party for his hockey buddies, she's eager to help. But the fun really starts after the game when a few of Daddy's hockey buddies spend the night. Things get hot as Carly takes one for the team as she offers the big burly hockey players her young tight body. Adults Only!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chelsea Cherry
• Release date: Dec 14, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465843388

Chelsea Cherry

Chelsea Cherry is a San Francisco erotica author, and she is always prowling for new subjects!

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Daddy's Hockey Buddies

By Chelsea Cherry

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Copyright © 2011 by Chelsea Cherry

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the authors’ imagination or used in a fictional manner. Any resemblance to actual events, places, or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this publication can be reproduced or transmitted without permission in writing from Chelsea Cherry.

Adults Only - All characters contained herein are all above 18 years old.

Daddy's Hockey Buddies

I've fantasized about my Step-Daddy since I met him a few years ago. I was still a senior in high school at the time when my mom married Blake. It as really cool too, because he was a pro-hockey player at the time. Talk about instant popularity! Hell yeah, my mom married a hockey player, and suddenly everyone wanted to be my friend.

We got to travel all over the place, go see all sorts of sporting events from front row seats, meet tons of celebrities, and bask in the all of the perks that professional athletes receive. Sometimes Blake's manager would call with free tickets to concerts and local events that were sold out. Yeah, I got to be that kid.

I don't even recall exactly how my mom met Blake. I think it was at a Christmas party or something. He was a big, strong, dark haired hockey player, and he looked like the kind of guy that could kick your ass, but he was really a nice guy.

At first, he stayed with us at our house, and went back and forth, but sometime during my senior year, we moved into his house. He had a nice big house. It wasn't that extravagant. It was a raised ranch, but it had more than enough rooms for the three of us. And with all of his traveling, he also had a house in Montreal. He was a great guy for my mom. He took care of us and she never had to worry about money.

There was something about