This story is written via request, and is about my favorite cheerleader, Rachel Watson, formerly of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. ***** It is late spring, and NFL training camp is still a few months away. The offseason does, however, have its share of activities, including free agency and the NFL draft, and one of the rites of spring are NFL cheerleader tryout...
Author's Note: This story is extremely subtext-friendly. If two women showing their love for one another is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the series, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this stor...
Hey guys! I know I left you hanging with Healed by the Wolf, but I swear I have a valid excuse. My old laptop completely crashed, taking the next ten thousand or so words I had written with it. I'm much better at making backups now. I really do hope to finish Vera and Killian's story someday, but for now, meet Lena and Throntir! I have about half of thei...
Edit to correct grammatical errors as revealed by robbie373. ***** Everria sat on a stump, watching the fire flicker and spit in the middle of the night. The shimmering light illuminated her short silvery hair, turning it to shades of gold and crimson in erratic patterns. Tired blue eyes gazed at the blaze. It was going to be a long night for her. Her comp...
He awoke with a start in the dim light of dawn; the women still slept, their rhythmic breathing betraying the depth of their slumber. He cautiously squeezed his bound wrists under his backside; it was tight, but there was enough give to allow him to get his hands behind his thighs. Despite an unfortunate attack of cramp, he managed to work his feet through a...
Disclaimer: All persons in this story are above the age of 18. It should be assumed that all sexual experiences are between people above the age of 18. This story includes diaper wearing as a sexual fetish, diaper wetting and sex between consensual parties all above the age of 18. The girls all tried to wear some sexier clothes that night. Kylie wore a...
*** For Sting, pushing drugs wasn't just a means to an end. He was a graduate of Yaba College and had better grades than most of his peers in society. He had never been destitute or so in need of cash like most people in the business claimed to have been once upon a time in their lives. He'd been born to middle class parents, but hadn't fit in with their id...
I met Peter when I was at university and we started dating. Peter was studying for his doctorate and was six years older than me. Our relationship developed and I spent my final year sharing a tiny flat with him and a friend of his. Although I was not a virgin when we started dating I was not very sexually experienced. The early years of our relationship we...
Shouting and war cries woke them. "It's them, the hill folk," Caralassa hissed. "They're attacking, Davama's thugs." There was more commotion as Vera emerged from the last layers of sleep. She drew a deep breath as she listened to men fighting and dying. "Auntie, what's going on?" Salema was frightened, drowsy, and confused. "Quiet girl! Those bastards...
BeeBe and I lived out Aristotle's definition of friendship: "A friend is one soul which dwells in two bodies." For a bit over 6 decades we were best friends and best lovers-the kind that knew everything about each other. I'm not exaggerating a bit by using "everything!" We knew each other's best and worst moments, our embarrassments and joys our habits, our...