The girl walked alone into the crowded nightclub. She was young, perhaps only twenty years old. Her eyes were old, and she gazed around the bar with an unreadable expression. She was attractive, by anyone's standards, slight and lithe in her short black dress, which clung tantalizingly to her body, enhancing what it touched. Men smiled hopefully in her direc...
In the week or so that I had been at this job, I had learnt a few things. More than a few things actually. This was a typically run private enterprise -- you perform you progress, you lag behind and you perish. And how did they define performance here? Not much differently than any place else -- you lick your boss's arse and you get rave performance reviews....
My name is fightdafear and that is how I live my life fighting the fear. The fear of pain, the fear of getting hurt, and the fear of being caught. I was at a local rave and I am about six feet tall, short silver spike hair (yes died) and green eyes. I am wearing black jeans and a fire silk shirt. Moreover, the DJ was off the hook. Then I notice a red head...
"Congratulations, ladies. You've all proven yourselves quite devoted to the sorority. There's only one challenge left before you can join us as full-fledged sisters," said Jane, the sorority's current president. "This last challenge will prove to be the hardest and only the most devoted of you will make it." The pledges looked at each other and groaned. Th...
Cheryl had lived her whole life in Orchard Creek, and she was bored. She was fed up with the sameness, the endless routine, the very fact that the people around her never seemed to want anything beyond their simple predictable existence. Nothing ever changed in Orchard Creek, and she hated it. Orchard Creek had one bus stop, and an interstate bus that pas...
It's become apparent that for Logan, women were the challenge. The scamp, dear Sensia, stumbled into the nearly fatal hands of the mysterious Logan -- or so it appeared at first glance. At crucial points in their meetings, when the situation between them became too loaded with dynamic sexual tensions, he would send her on her way; provide her the opportunity...
Noirua approached the old warehouse boldly. She looked around at a few patrons trickling into the warehouse turned "secret" club. By secret, you had to have an invitation. Well, she didn't have an invitation. What she did waist length red hair, piercing green eyes, and a body that somehow managed to be slim with just enough curves. Her curves were accentuate...
Why does she insist on making me angry every day? What in the world have I done to warrant this constant display of contempt from her? Just how much longer am I going to keep taking it? The answer to all three questions is: Damn if I Know! Hey sports fans, my name is D. W. Fitzgerald, I am a fairly normal guy I guess, but some pretty abnormal things have be...
My girlfriend is one wild little girl. Her name is Shardey. She is a hot girl to the fullest, 5'11, 34C tits, an ass that could kill, and my favorite feature : her pretty ass legs. They were long, smooth and a nice caramel color. I'm 6'2, nice body, with a 11 inch pole. The reason I say Shardey's a wild girl is because she loves making out or getting fucked...
These are based on persons that I have had the disadvantage to have known. The stories are based on facts that are real, with a great deal of distorting the facts to make a better story. At least better in my opinion. If anyone thinks they recognize themselves in these stories, then I truly pity them. SHE WAS NOT A PRETTY WOMAN She was not a pretty woman,...