This is a ThePac story a part of WWEkiller productions if stealing this work please leave my e mail and name on it feedback is always loved even the hate filled comments. This story is not real all celebs used don't really act like this and everyone reading this must be over the age of 18 and this contains comments and actions not found on Saturday morning c...
His scent...I can still smell it in the coffee. I thought this was over. Done and finished with to be no more once again. But these were his final words to me before I went far away from where he could follow and track me. With a staid and heavily serious expression, he looked into my vigilant and alert damn eyes to tell me the harsh and cruel-like words the...
Let me tell you, getting diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor three weeks before my eighteenth birthday was one of the worst things that could have ever happened to me. Tonight though would be one of the best nights, if not the last night I had a chance to go out and enjoy myself. I was given around nine months to live, and already three of those had pas...
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 characters, promotions, wrestlers, events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in y...
With thanks to Howard and Linda for their help in writing/editing this story. ***** Jayne was laid back in the large marble bath eyes closed and moaning. She had two fingers in her pussy ravaging her clit and one working its way into her arse under the water. Her partner Howard was straddling her body, his hard cock between her 38E tits, which he was pushi...
It was a frosty day in late November, and a storm was brewing on Chariot Street, where, more than three decades ago, the Russian government purchased land to build its state-of-the-art Diplomatic Mission. Normally, Chariot Street was quiet, but on that fateful day, dozens of men and women gathered before the Russian Diplomatic Mission to protest the actions...
The party was starting to gain steam thirty minutes into it, the DJ was phenomenal, playing the right songs according to the mood, nothing less would be expected from the team that was put together to achieve this, making the infamous party animal of the office, Luke Herman, head of the planning department was definitely a good decision. Jeremy took a swig...
Angelina Jollie got pissed off with her boyfriend, stomped out angrily from the party where they were in and drove off in her fiery red Stingray Split-Window coupe. Cruising down Sunset Boulevard she spotted a tall guy strutting like Travolta down the sidewalk wearing beige caftan and printed bandana on his head. She slowed down. Is that Rigby? She asked h...
It's not that I wasn't happy. Happy isn't the right qualifier. Tommy and I got along fine, and all of our friends were mutual. In a lot of ways, I really did like him, that's probably why we stayed together for so many years. The problem, at its core, was fulfillment. I was totally unfulfilled. My unfulfillment set the cracks forming, and sent my mind wander...
====================== Old flame shows up with an idea for the best TV reboot ever. 3000 words. Tags: baywatch, stacy kamano, victoria's secret, blowjob, striptease This is the first in an open ended "celeb harem" story putting together two of the greatest franchises known to Man, Baywatch and the Victoria's Secret Angels, with guest appearances from ever...