The following is an email chain between two crossdresser's who enjoy wrestling. All persons depicted in this writing are well over 18 years old. ***** I wish i could have been there! I would love to see a few pics if u can share. I love pro style fantasy matches. I love all the holds, drama, trash talking and victory poses where u pose with your stocking...
This is a fiction and all characters are 18+ in age. These discussions are only fantasy elements and should never be thought in real life. This is the backstory for the Social Exchange Games. How it was started? It was 2025. Centuries of political competition at the global level has created a toxic environment where negotiation is seen as weakness. Trade w...
Over the days after their cockfight, Darren and Kevin actually patched things up a bit. Me and that bitch though, we've still got an issue to settle. I sent her a text admitting it was my mistake to try and beat someone with so much more experience than I had and how it must feel satisfying to know that giving it away so often to so many guys finally paid of...
Mark, Jim, and Kat, all had attended high school together. Mark and Kat had dated in school and then married two years after graduation. Jim had always had a crush on Kat. And now over the past two years he had found himself wanting her even more. Jim wanted to have her in the way that Mark was able too. What neither Mark nor Jim knew was the fact that Kat s...
Hi, I'm Rochelle. We were definitely the two hottest women at the bar that night. Our boys wanted to watch some UFC fights and we were happy to go along and enjoy the drunken ogling of the other men there and the jealous stares of the women and staff at the mediocre wing joint. Hailey is really pretty. She's not me, but she's really pretty compared to norma...
"So Rose, do you feel any better now that you know what is going on?" Balok asked her. They were walking in deadly silence. Rose was quiet with a pensive expression on her face which worried him. He would have felt more comfortable if she would not have avoided looking into his eyes on their way back to the tavern. "I don't know. I should feel relieved, but...
This is a true story, almost word for word. .......................................... It was 1975. I was 21, and my first marriage had just collapsed. We had married when I was 19, she was 18 and had already been married once, a fact she forgot to share with me. I loved her completely, her , not so much. I was slender, not unattractive, good for my age w...
I'm Kevin Jones (not my real name), then a 19-year-old economics student in Manchester, England. I was still living with my parents when, last spring, I responded to a small advertisement in our college newspaper. "Small ambitious International financial consultancy offers a 3 month summer experience in Brussels for English student with travel expenses, free...
Tawny understood that her husband was a world-class son of a bitch and there wasn't any changing him; he was what he was. Jack's success as an associate regional manager for one of the nation's largest providers of claims management solutions to insurance companies had been earned at the expense of others. Whether it was figuring out a person's weaknesses an...
The Rutting Bull was the largest and loudest tavern in the loudest part of Torodon, a small but bustling trade city that was halfway on the road between several small kingdoms. The Rutting Bull attracted a diverse and sometimes disreputable clientele, as the city of Torodon was a famous haven for criminals, bandits, and travelling mercenaries who journeyed f...