Wrestling My girlfriend and I were just sitting around one rainy weekend, and enjoying some quiet time together, reading, cooking, etc... On Sunday, after a wonderful, late brunch, Sarah was reading on the sofa, and I was watching tv, sitting on the other end of the sofa, and flipping channels on the remote. A novel concept for me, but I was doing OK. As...
I'm in my early thirties and the last dozen years or so have been spectacular. I went to college on a wrestling scholarship, graduating with a degree in architecture that I have never used for at the age of twenty one I became a professional wrestler. I am six-six --steroid clean- and my fighting weight is somewhere around two forty five. I figured that I...
Dedicated to Krista, since it's her favorite. With thanks to her and to Melanie for their input and Melanie especially for her editing. Even though it's in "Group Sex", this story contains a heavy M/M theme. If that's not your thing, you might want to move along. *** I rolled into the yard an hour or so before dawn on what looked to be a beautiful spring...
(This story contains explicit content with strong language, explicit sexual details, and some violence. This story is a complete work of fiction, everyone in this story consents to any sexual activity in this story, it is not forced on any character in any way. Every character is over the age of 18 years old, their names in this story if are a real person ar...
Big women have always fascinated me. I can't quite tell you why. Every time I see a big woman with a fat ass, or a fat woman with a big ass, I want to fuck her in the ass. I was told that big women's assholes are fundamentally different from those of other women. Their assholes are tighter. Or so I've been told. And that's just fascinating to me. Is there so...
Ahri hated top laners. They were cut from a brutish, simpleminded cloth, and seemed completely at peace ignoring the entirety of their team in favor of trading blows back and forth with their respective lane opponent. For them, it was all about winning the lane, not winning the game, and therein lied the Kitsune's gripe: they were, without a doubt, the most...
The usual suspects were assembled. The guys went through the ritualistic bickering over who got what seat, where to pile the munchies and who had to make runs to the kitchen for cold soda or drinks. I giggled from the Papasan chair, my usual perch for the gatherings. The guys managed to arrange themselves across couches and the two armchairs, with myself...
This is day one of your journey to being the best WWE Superstar has ever witnessed. You get to control what happens to you, some might be good paths to take, others you should avoid but that is all up to you. Your name is Michael Fischer and this is the beginning of your path. Before any of the fun starts, you stand at five feet & eight inches, weigh app...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, wrestlers, events, promotions etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence....
Sameena picked up her phone and read the text message again: "Summer party tonight. 7PM. North Arcade bar. One free drink + entertainment provided." She'd never actually met any of her co-workers. Being an agency, and given Sam's proclivities, she'd found it better to keep her distance. But a free drink was a free drink, and it's not like she had anything...