"Ugh," I groan impatiently. You're late. I've been waiting for you for just over two hours now. I hurried back to my room and have postponed my after-the-gym shower because you swore you'd be right over. Now, two plus hours later and I'm still waiting on you. I sigh, tapping my foot on the cold tile floor of my empty room. I hate waiting on other people. I...
I began laughing, hard. "Look at this!" I managed to get out between my bursts of uncontrollable giggles. I laid back and lifted my phone screen to show Liz the video I found on my news feed. She chuckled. Maybe I just thought it was funnier than it really was. That seemed to happen a lot, to me. I tried to pretend to be disappointed that she wasn't as amuse...
I loved basketball more than anything else. I got accepted into the team through trial three years ago as one of the ten who made it. It was not one of those top teams in the league but was one of the middle ranged, almost last teams when I first joined. The team could be relegated sooner or later at that point of time. But through our hard work and dedicati...
I am a 40 year old typical soccer mom who leads a pretty conventional life. My stories are based on my fantasies. Most deal with the humiliation of older women by younger women, in the style of my favorite authors such as Cowgirl, Couture, Phoenix Arrow and Jane Parks. I hope you enjoy this story. It's dedicated to my favorite Puerto Rican bitch Miss Peache...
Authors note: I am dislexic and have no proof reader. I make periodic passes to catch what I miss Wich is why there's not that much written yet. I am trying my best. Also I refuse to write out numbers. It's a thing with me. Why write "twentyfive" when u can just write "25". It's was the start of spring brake when 5 friends desired to have...
Ashley could hardly believe it. She was sitting backstage in the Greensboro Coliseum, her slim and waifish figure outlined by bright bulbs on the mirror. Perched on a stool, she was waiting for her hero -- Sigrid. "The Norse Ladykiller." "Barbarian Queen." "Lady Viking." "Huntress." No matter what name she'd wrestled under, Ashley had followed her career eve...
Jennie, her blue eyes crinkled as she smiled out into a sea of apprehensive little faces. She knew how her ninth grade class hated 'pop quizzes. "Everyone, take a copy of the test, then pass the others back." A collective groan could be heard throughout the room "Okay," you have 20 minutes to complete the Quiz. You can start now." 'Ah,' she thought to hers...
Knock! Knock! Knock! 'What the fuck! It's 3A. M.! ' Raven thought as she tied her robe closed as she ran for the door. Knock! Knock! Knock! "Alright! I'm fuckin' coming," She shouted angrily. She throw the door opened and was shocked at who it was. There stood Abbey, her ex-girlfriend, of all people! Abbey had left her two months ago for this Asian...
She grabbed my chin in her hand and held my face in front of hers. "Now you know what to do, my little slut. Do it." She ordered. With pleasure, I thought to myself. She was still wearing her long skirt but it was all twisted, disheveled and up around her thighs. The slit had been turned so that it was in the front rather than the side. It was open enough...
Resting my nose into the crook of her neck, my hands reached round and caressed her breasts, trailing my fingers around the base of her chest, and Beauty gasped. Well, it wasn't as much a gasp but a slight intake of breath only I could hear, which quickly trailed into a long deep moan that made waves into the rest of the building. Her breath caught in her th...