I still remember the first time I met Anastasia Richardson. She was tall, with dishwater blonde hair and a thin, wiry frame. Anastasia wasn't the kind of girl that could just sit on her laurels and do nothing with her life. She had goals, plans, and dreams that she wanted to see through until the end. She had stayed goal-oriented and driven until she had lan...
It is still surreal to you. Several of your male co-workers accidentally walked into your office to find you naked furiously fucking yourself with an eight inch dildo while you chatted with me on skype. You at wanted to stop but you were too far gone. Instead when I told you to spin the chair around to give them a good look, you had done so. They had watch...
It didn't matter which team it was and it didn't matter who was favored to win. I was always ready for the party; whether it fell before or after the game didn't matter to me. I wanted to get my holes stuffed with hockey players and I was just the kind of slut that men couldn't say no to. I had long, dark hair and a sweet, innocent face that didn't match my...
Anonymous said: Could you possibly write a story about a girl getting used at school as the local cumdump hating it at first then loving it and/or at the end she gets tied up on the sports field for players relief?? Sorry if this is too much. * College was supposed to be different than high school and I was excited about it. I was a tomboy and I loved spor...
Some of the readers have given me feedback. Thanks for the good and the bad. We all learn from feedback. * I had caught James off guard, he never thought that I would ask him that question. I had even surprised myself. I had said, What? You want to fuck me? He recovered very quickly and said you know that I do. So you ready to give me some of your pussy?...
Coach Wise sped all the way to Randy Hymen Fields, one of the team training grounds that was down in a gully under a bridge high above. With no residences within earshot it was a perfect place for a 'party' of the kind planned to welcome Cindyslut to Malibu High School. He couldn't help but squeeze his cock through his jeans on the way there... something co...
This is a story about a woman scorned. A not so tall tale about revenge. This is the story involving a pretty girl, college, stereotypes, and sports... this is the revenge of Anna. ***** As Anna put on her lip gloss, red was the color of her choice. Red was also one of the school colors. She showed off her lipstick as she puckered her lips in the mirror. R...
Despite no-one living in it, the apartment was neat and well-furnished, with a wide-screen TV affixed to the wall opposite a comfy couch. Next to the window was a desk, from which you could look out into the street below and in the bedroom was made-up bed. It had seen plenty of use as the members of the A-team had practiced their anal technique on a successi...
Ted Canfield, winning high school basketball coach, watched as Christine, his wife of 20 years and teacher at the same high school, was lifted onto her "throne". It was set upon a stage overlooking a fraternity's Halloween party. She was impaled on a dildo mounted on the seat of a toilet, wearing only a regal red robe, a queens crown and black high heels. At...
Thanks to bradcarpenter for editing. ***** A lonely silence echoed in the streets. The normally bustling corridors of the office building were consumed by a dark and peaceful stillness. It was late, a bit too late to be working. However, not everybody had left the workplace yet. Bright white lights still glowed on the third floor. Of course, only a workaho...