Mickie James licked her lips as she approached the object of her desires the WWE women's champion Trish Stratus who was warming up for match to be the referee in her match with Ashley. "Hay Trish." Mickie said cheerily, her eyes wandering up and down the blonde's body. "Hay." Trish said, trying not to look at the woman who had brought her so much pleasure....
Trish Stratus couldn't tell how long she'd been tied up in this dank basement. She was told it was days, but who knows whether that was true or not. All she really knew was it was becoming increasingly difficult to convince herself she was completely straight when she now spent most of her time being relentlessly tongue fucked by her fellow WWE divas. She h...
Welcome to chapter five of this ongoing story. I have always tried to make my stories an exploration of sexuality, but I think this chapter takes things to a whole new level. There is a lot of straight sex, but there is also messy play, voyeurism, BDSM/role playing, and anal. Hopefully everybody can find something they like about this story. As always, any s...
Hello, there. Crystal McCain is the name. I'm a five-foot-eight, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. In the eyes of the world, I'm a nice person. I major in Business Administration at Algonquin College and I'm transferring to Carleton University at the end of the year. Privately, I lead a very sordid exi...
The nametape on his right breast said Thompson, but that could hardly distinguish between the two of them. His first name was James, but, aside from her, and from his blood relatives, no one called him that. She wore no tag or labeling, generally, but from time to time at the conventions, symposiums, and signings that she attended from time to time, hers pre...
Paige McCullers surged gracefully through the water, as sleek and fast as a dolphin. The small fatty bumps, a sign of early puberty, that had once plastered her thighs had vanished long ago, to leave her with legs smooth and shapely and muscular, like the rest of her body toned and firmed by countless hours in the pool. She swung her arm round, kicked her le...
Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Thea Queen stumbled into her apartment with a groan. The apartment she used to share with her friend Laurel Lance, before she had been murdered right in front of her. It was impossible not to think of her every time she stepped into this...
What the hell was he doing? The thought throbbed in his head, numbing his mind to the fact he was once again driving to the Hilton, while Sabra waited for him at home. Sabra. Just over six feet in height, a bodacious blonde that fired every man's fantasy. They had suffered a lot over the last twenty years as an interracial couple. Pregnant in high school, th...
When Ellie heard the sound of the door to her bedroom opening she kept her head down like the obedient sex slave she had become. As with every other time it happened she briefly worried it was someone other than her mistress. Chuck, or Morgan, or Casey would all be horrifying, and while if it was her husband Devon she could probably convince him she was wai...
Growing up in the Southwest, where land is cheap and roads abound, you need a car. Some missteps out of high school that delayed my entry into college had left me with a rather poor cash-flow situation. For other kids I knew, as 18 wore on into 19, 19 into 20, the compact but late-model Honda was part of the territory, probably financed in part through paren...