Sitting in my friend's living room in the west end of Ottawa, Ontario, I looked at Rhianna Brandon and smirked. If the Broncos lose to the Seattle Seahawks, her fine-looking, simply enormous chocolate ass is mine to do with as I see fit, that's the bet we had. I watched Russell Wilson and Richard Sherman massacre Peyton Manning and the Broncos and smiled con...
First, I apologize for taking so long to finish this. Life gets in the way sometimes. This Part is a bit harder than the simple panty fetish of Part I with creampies, watersports, snowballing, and anal with rimming. The story line is the same however..... ****************** In Part I, Pat Jenkins a 6' 3", green eyed, auburn haired (worn in a pony tail) wi...
NOTE TO READER: This is my first attempt at writing a story like this. It is a bit of a slow burn at first but it definitely picks up steam. Enjoy. -- "Folks, there is no easy way to say this..." An audible groan could be heard up and down the aisle of the small commuter plane that had already been grounded for two hours past it's 9 p.m. departure time....
This story is written via request, and is about my favorite cheerleader, Rachel Watson, formerly of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. ***** It is late spring, and NFL training camp is still a few months away. The offseason does, however, have its share of activities, including free agency and the NFL draft, and one of the rites of spring are NFL cheerleader tryout...
Is there a right way or a wrong way to be passionate for your favorite sports team? Yes and I am going to give you a few tips on what not to do when rapped up in sports. Through many years of heartache (you will see what I mean when I tell you my favorite teams...LOL) I have learned some valuable lessons on how far to take my passion. I hope my ideas will ke...
The world is a messy place, folks. And sometimes I honestly don't know what can be done to fix it. I don't think humanity is meant to do such things. I think it's God's work. That doesn't exclude us from all responsibility. Far from it. I'm just starting to realize that some things may truly be out of our hands. And I'm not liking it one bit. My name is Jas...
The sun rose over Ontario, bathing Canada's most populous Province with its pale light. I rose with the sun, as I always did. It's a habit I had since my days in Florida. I grew up in the Little Haiti area of metropolitan Miami, the son of proud Haitian immigrants David and Marie Saintil, a corrections officer and a cab driver, respectively. My name is Jacqu...
Ken looked at his watch impatiently. It was Sunday night and his neighbor, Bonnie Bernstein, should be knocking on his door anytime now. His large apartment was in a very exclusive building on New York's upper west side. The building had four apartments per floor and Bonnie's was directly across from his. She was due home after an assignment from CBS Sports...
Author's Note, 1/4/06: This story makes reference to USC winning seven national championships in a row. Obviously, as we all saw tonight, that's not going to happen, after Vince Young led Texas to victory in one of the greatest college football championship games of all time. Nonetheless, as the story was written almost a year ago, and since these characters...
Will and Bailey had been had married for about two years now. Their second anniversary was coming up in two months in September. They were a beautiful couple; and they were constantly reminded of this by friends and family. Will stood 6 foot on the dot, had short brown hair, brown eyes, and was in shape but not overly muscular at 170 lbs. Bailey was the kind...