Fabianna was ready for a night of making this guy do whatever she wanted. It was what she did. For the past few years she realized how easy it was manipulate guys. Sex was just too easy. You bat your eyes a bit, shake you tail feathers to their beat...and if they're good in bed, you can keep them for a while. If not, well, get what you can, and move on to th...
I always get wet when my team makes the playoffs. Not because the opportunity to win the Super Bowl is back, but because it means a chance of dick. Wait. Chance—who am I kidding?—I will certainly be getting sticked. And with the Eagles victory over the Giants last week, my team was in the playoffs and my little cootie was hot and ready to be split. As a sea...
"Get the fuck up," he grunts, pulling me by my forearm and leading me to the bathroom. It happened again. This time it was only a week in between the last time he beat me. Here he makes me look at my reflection. As I watch my bloody, puffy, bruised face looking back at me, I swallow hard, hoping to God he's done hurting me tonight. He isn't. He slams his...
Paul glanced at his watch again. One thirty. They had already overrun their schedule by thirty minutes, and the crowd had, if anything, gotten even bigger. Thankfully the store owner was only too happy to things to drag on; the old goat probably wouldn't see this kind of footfall for the rest of the month combined. Ten more minutes, maybe. Things were going...
Friday, 9:16 a.m. Hi, Diary! Sorry I didn't get back to you yesterday but I worked so hard all day yesterday and I was so tired that I came back to the hotel and went right to bed. I was so tired that I didn't even shower until this morning and I never do that! Well, let me fill you in. After the meeting with Susan, we went straight to a conference room an...
Jennifer Lopez plopped her huge Louis Vuitton tote on the caramel-colored velvet sofa in the penthouse suite of the Hilton hotel in Paris. She turned to her handsome fiancé, Ben Affleck, and smiled. “Finally, a vacation,” she cooed softly. “A chance for some rest.” “Finally, a chance to get you alone,” murmured Ben, looping an arm around the beauty’s curva...
For those that commented so nicely on my previous Prequel about Chrissy Thank You. This is the story I wrote first. It is quite a long tale and will be slow to edit and tidy but be patient it will come. I hope you will enjoy the story; some chapters are better than others but I hope you will like them all to a degree. As with my other story's this is set...
Carry On Dating, Or -- A Tale of Two Stocking Shockers © Kingswoman 2016 Apologies for not saying 'cunt' much in this story. I snuck in a 'cunt' or two for my fans who are particularly fond of Middle English terminology (words like 'cunt'). As the Proverbes of Hendyng puts it: Ȝeue þi cunte to cunnig and craue affetir wedding.(Give your cunt wisely and m...
This is a parody... It is not real. *** My name is Dick. I took over, as the new President of ESPN, recently. I wanted to make BIG changes and I certainly did. We all know sex sells and I wanted to take that to the extreme here at ESPN. I instituted some very controversial, yet very effective, programming changes and rules here at the Worldwide Leader In S...
Along the drive we happened to hit a traffic light. We stopped next to a bus filled with high-schoolers who just so happened to be looking out the windows at the time. "Holy...look everyone! That guy driving the Porsche is totally naked!" "No way! Look at the size of that dick!" "He is 'FINE'! I wish my boyfriend had a body like that!" "If only he were m...