She was the kind of woman that always survives in horror films. Fearless, bold, adventurous, strong, resourceful, intelligent, and highly unconventional. Ellen Ripley with long dark hair, a slightly thicker and more toned figure, and tattoo sleeves on both her arms. She had no need of low cut shirts or tight pants that most women her size would have to squee...
By 2009 Trish Stratus had no desire to return to the ring full-time but it was an incredible thrill to come back for one match just to hear the roar of the crowd. She had just been in one of those comeback matches, this being a six-man inter-gender, and her team had won and she loved every minute of it. She had also loved guest hosting RAW which had given he...
Disclaimer: This is a fantasy I have had for quite a while now. It involves forced/reluctant sex and mild bondage. If you are not an adult or cannot differentiate between fantasy and reality please stop reading now! Well I was approaching the big Three-O in a couple months and dreading it. I am still in decent shape but the genetic roulette wheel has been...
Welcome back readers, I guess you're just as interested to know what happened after I left, as I am. I've reviewed the tape I left on and I now wish I had stayed. I thought the girls were done after Carolyn came and Rachel left Bitch high and dry without orgasmic relief. I'll pick up from there and describe what I can. I'm sorry it won't be as detailed bec...
Candice Michelle licked her lips as she looked at all the succulent treats on offer. She was currently in the WWE divas locker room surrounded by some of the hottest and most fuck-able asses on the planet, Candice like a kid in a candy store as she decided which one she was going to lick, fuck and tame next. As usual most of the WWE divas were walking aroun...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Brie Larson or Elizabeth Olsen or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Brie Larson was feeling extremely tired from a long day of press and interviews, which was maybe the worst part of her job. Of course this time was even worse, because while thankfull...
This story is based on a fantasy of my partner. Maybe one day it will come true for him or the two of us. * I crossed off the last job on the list. I was finished. I looked at the clock, still only 10.30 in the morning. Everything was done and I was ahead of time. The house was clean, the bedding had been changed, food was prepared, and I had time for a q...
Hope you like! * I was standing in the kitchen, clad in only my Master's collar, when I heard a car pull up. Glancing at the clock, I realized who it was. The house was filled with smells of the dinner I had been busying myself with as I quickly made my way to the door, and then sat, awaiting my Master's arrival. He opened the door abruptly, and I barked i...
This picks up from where we left off last time. For those who came in late, check out Chapter 1. Mike ripped her black dress off revealing her pert tits. He grabbed it hard in his hand. “So how would you like to get fucked, you nasty bitch. How hard do you want my cock to fuck you.” Mike squeezed her left tit as he swooped down on he nipple, sucking it no...
Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Sara Lance loved her new life on the Waverider, especially now the crew was feeling more and more like a family instead of a collection of expendable heroes, but she would always be there for her original superhero family in Team Arrow....