At night, the bar looked dark and gloomy, but Fran was not a woman to be intimidated easily. As she walked in, the guy working the door looked her over lustfully. At 5'11", and 160 lbs, and long curly blonde hair, she attracted most men within seconds. Her tight tank top exposed the ring running through the nipple of her left breast, and her strained jeans a...
Authors note: I'm not sure if I wrote this or not, it bears all my trademarks; horrible exposition, cliche porn star bodies, and a one sided beatdown with light cuckoldry. Either way, once you get past the clunky rules it's still a short, fun read. It was Saturday night at 8 o'clock and the first two matches were mixed couples tag team. Greg and Daisy...
The crowd of fifty-something wrestlers applauded as the bell rang. Dee was already in trouble as her opponent attacked with a savage fury. Even though she was two inches taller than her opponent, the 5'2" woman was besieged by her ebony opponent on all sides. When they had went to lock up, Daisy had attacked with a chopping thrust to Dee's windpipe, making t...
Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? Thank you searchingforperfection for helping me edit the entire So I'm Not a Vampire? novellette. Thank you to my beta tester, Fanfare, for reading the entire Peaches series. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to work out those rough edges in the story. Thanks :) Side note...
"Finally back to civilisation," I said to myself as I stepped out of the train, slinging my large duffel over my shoulder. For the past six months, I had been stuck in the Australian outback, with another year to go as part of my Engineering degree. As soon as I had finally been able to get a long weekend off work and uni, I had immediately notified a couple...
Sweat poured from every inch of my body. It was leg day, and I've always hated leg day. The constant clanking of iron was a reminder of exactly where I was. The Tigress, the only women's only gym in my town. It was mostly little cardio bunnies running on treadmills, but there were a few of us who sought to put on a little muscle. And a little muscle was all...
Ch. 01: Mimi vs Liz My mom used to bring me to watch the wrestling matches every Saturday night when I was a kid. The other women always wore sparkly one piece swimsuits, or a form fitting leotard,and used to throw each other by their hair the whole match. While it was meant to be prostyle, usually having some gimmick or wearing the lace up wrestling bo...
A cold breeze swirls through the fading darkness and I shiver as I huddle around my travel mug of coffee and brood silently. This is ridiculous, I think. I'm eighteen years old. I should be allowed to drive myself to school. But no, Mom and Dad don't want to pay for the extra car insurance so I'm forced to schlep back and forth on the big yellow monster like...
Every seat in The Hen House (a small arena located in Las Vegas, Nevada) had sold for that week's edition of Alpha Male Pro Wrestling (AMPW). As usual, all 300 of the women in attendance were dressed in all sorts of sexy and revealing clothing. They began to cheer loudly when the female ring announcer stepped into the ring and began the introductions for the...
Don and Laurie finished showering after their first match, dressed, and made their way to the ring area. Drake was talking to a couple seated at the front table. The man looked to be in his late fifties while the woman looked to be mid to late thirtyish. The couple stood as they saw the newest addition to Drake's stable of wrestlers approach. Drake turned an...