When you're a teenager you have to rely on your parents to give you the days that will be special. you have to hope that they'll let you go out. so in a way, the incredibly special memories - spent with or without your parents - were given to you by your parents. That is of course, unless you steal them. One Saturday I went over to Joey's house, we were sup...
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....
Author's Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALthe exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** It was a quiet early October evening and, as per usual, we were sitting watching tv. We'd had a busy summer but now that the cooler, darker autumn evenings had arriv...
We met a great couple a year or so ago when they moved in just down the street from us. They seemed like nice people and Sam (Samantha) and I agreed, they weren't at all bad to look at. Dave and Jackie both have blonde hair and blue eyes, average heights and they appear fit. In my opinion, Jackie's not as pretty as Nicole Kidman, but she has a similar look....
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....
This story is obviously of a fictional nature. It is not suitable for anybody under the age of 18. I hope you enjoy it. Feel free to email me with any thoughts or comments that you may have on this piece. This is part of a series that will take place over the course of nearly a decade involving various women of the wrestling business. My name is Chuck Wil...
Every last Friday in the month the Walnut Tree restaurant held women's wrestling matches where I regularly attended with some of my drunken buddies. The format was always the same in that there would be 6 bikini matches followed by any woman in the audience being able to challenge any of the wrestlers they'd just seen, to a bout. There was no money involved,...
My name is Steve Cherenfant. I sometimes wonder why so many young white women think all the black men on the planet are into them. With so many sexy black, Asian and Hispanic women out there for a tall, good-looking and college-educated brother like myself to choose from, why bother with some silly white bitches? Whenever I walk through my college campus, I...
Outspoken feminist. Proud lesbian. Women's issues author. Staunch liberal. Title IX supporter. Women's rugby coach. Odd are the paths that led me to Allah, my brothers and sisters. My Christian name was Meredith Janet Hawthorne. My friends called me M.J. Recently I changed my name to Fatuma Al-Shabar. Changing my name to fully reflect my Muslim identity. I a...
Please not that this story is fiction and that the characters are mine. Any similarities the story may have with any other work is by coincidence or accident. It is for mature readers and is not meant to offend anyone. Enjoy. ***** Jordan had always wanted to be a professional wrestler, but after almost three years of wrestling for Alpha Male Pro Wrestlin...