Tweet! Tweet! Tweet! What was that shit? Y'all want to be playing for a state title for this year or not? Garrett, for the last time, set your damn feet. You're allowing him to rush right by you! Do it again. As Garrett and the rest run the play for the umpteenth time, the young tackle began to daydream. He longs for sweet Allie, the blonde he had gone out w...
OhPossum's such a great editor. Here's the next chapter, for those who are looking for it. Much the same as last time, I'm quite sorry I've taken so long, as I do understand how having to wait for story chapters can get very frustrating. As always, voting/feedback welcome. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The first few months of college were such a...
Here I sit on another football Sunday just wasting the day away. Let's see what I have accomplished so far; I woke up around eight am and poured my self my ritual vodka a juice to start the football morning off right (no I am not an alcoholic but on Sundays since I live on the west coast and my football pregame shows start at 8 am I like to be glowing by th...
My name is Melissa Joan Rhodes. Friends call me M.J. I'm originally from Plymouth. I'm currently a student at Norris College in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. At first glance, most people dismiss me as another Valley Girl type. I don't know why. It's what I come off as. Simply because I stand five feet ten inches tall, lean and athletic, with long, strai...
The following week there was an unexpected bump in my road to sexual happiness when Olly's dad had to change shifts and could no longer take me home. It was good timing in a way though as his mum was starting to look at me very suspiciously, and the last thing I wanted was to be 'the other woman' in a row between them. I mean, sex was all I was interested in...
The Vocational College for Girls offers an alternative to prison for girls between the ages of eighteen and twenty-two years old with minor or first-time criminal offenses. As part of their punishment, the girls must attend academic classes and perform community service. Unfortunately for the VCG girls, community service consists of wearing skimpy little out...
My name is Sly Brownstone. A tall, good-looking young black man who's currently a student at Lively Stones College. It's a somewhat underrated, little-known four-year private college in my home state of Massachusetts. It's also the setting of most of my adventures. As you will discover, I am an unapologetic adventurer. It's easy to do whatever you want when...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story is my first Romance story, so please be understanding. My ability to write romance is about as romantic as a John Wayne movie. That being said, I have received inquiries about the release of the next chapter so here it is. There is a sex scene. While Chapter 1 was definitely Loving Wives, this chapter is closer to the Romance the...
The Bar at the smallish hotel off the casino strip was crowded that November night in 2002 as the conquering heroes entered, some with, valid I.D. some without. These football heroes were all in a boisterous mood. They had just had the best day they could possibly have had against the competition, they had played well and comported themselves like real athle...
I am a gym teacher at the local high school, and also the coach of the ballet club. This year the club consists of eight seniors, four smallish white boys and four white girls, one of whom is my daughter. I had made her join the club against her will, and she didn't like the other girls in the club. My girl takes after my somewhat diminutive husband in her s...