She sat, one knee curled comfortably to her chest, her left arm hugging it close, a book propped inches from her face. The book was opened so close to her face, her expression so intent on the plot of the unreadable cracked paper back, he wondered if she needed glasses to read. Distracted from the flurry of shoppers and her book, by a curl springing free of...
Welcome to yet another exciting match-up at the Interracial Female Wrestling Competition. Tonight, we have a stormy match-up for you. Hailing from the University of Hartford, Connecticut, here comes the very lovely Alexandra Sanchez. A five-foot-eleven, slender and athletic young woman of Black and Hispanic descent. She's a Business Administration major at t...
42. Here I am. 42. What do I have to show for it? A now empty house in a nice neighborhood, boring cars that cost a lot of money, and a big pity-party that is the recently divorced and, in my mind, I'm the only one there. It was amicable. Probably euphoric for her. Half of everything, 50/50. Fair, I suppose, but was it really? Investments, the house, the t...
I looked over at the clock, 10:48. Danya had already been gone for nearly 45 minutes. I was beginning to wonder whether or not she really was planning on coming back. The taste of her juices were still strong in my mouth, and every time I breathed in, it felt as though I were inches away from her pussy. I began to wonder how the hell had I actually gotten...
*Note, there wasn't going to be another chapter to this story; however, I've had so many e-mails asking me to do another one. So here it is.* I remember dreaming a good dream, about my wife. About how she called me her faggot and I called her my dyke. I remembered that it actually had happened. Have you ever had those mornings where the first thing you fe...
Another mini-segue chapter. Sorry for the long delays for people who have liked this story. I had a few commissions to work on but I appreciate your kind words! ***** 11:30 was always the beginning of the lunch time rush. Ashley was stuck at the register serving a seemingly endless line of students. With her apron covered in coffee grounds and a loose ban...
She called his number. It had been almost a year since he'd given it to her; he an attractive stranger at a party who didn't know who she was, or he probably wouldn't have pursued her in the first place. It wasn't often that Anna left her insulated world of feminism and women's groups. She had been invited by a distant friend from the S/M scene to a party an...
Paige was aware she should be happy. She was the first ever NXT women's champion, cementing her place in the organisation and earning the respect of her peers. She also had something which made her more happy than she could have ever imagined, namely a girlfriend. And yet the same reasons she should be happy were currently making her miserable. After all, sh...
A wide grin crossed Sarah's face as she opened the door to her hotel room to find her bitch Ellie Woodcomb kneeling completely naked in front of her. Ellie even had her head down and didn't look up to check that it was Sarah. "I wasn't sure if you'd actually do this for me." Sarah said after quickly shutting the door. "I'd do anything for you Mistress Sara...
Caroline Forbes had been staring at the luxurious mansion that evil bitch Rebekah Mikaelson had compelled her way into, part of her trying to convince herself just to take the plunge and go inside while the other part of her tried to convince her to leave. Of course the latter was the easier option, and it wasn't like she needed the dress her former best fri...