Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Alexa Bliss or Nikki Cross or any other former or current WWE women. ***** Alexa Bliss is not a bottom! Well, not anymore. She couldn't deny that in NXT she'd been passed around like a paid for anal whore, her poor little bubble butt hammered so hard and often that her ass hole was constantly gap...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work is intended for MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains detailed sex scenes with intriguing...
Hi there. My name is Clara. This is the story of how my twin sister, June, and I became a lot closer. She was always teasing me about the fact that she had been born about an hour earlier, saying that she was older so she was in charge. We were identical twins even though we were different genders. Despite being born Clark, a boy, I looked a lot more femini...
The soft crunch of crisp snow was the only sound that accompanied Dan on his walk along the frozen lakefront. The silence was comforting, he longed for it when he wasn't here. Back in the city things were too stifling; the buildings, the traffic, the noise, his job all bore down on top of him. It's amazing how you can be surrounded front, back, side to side,...
A visit to the titty bar in the central United States can sometimes be an amusing adventure. One has to bear in mind that states such as Tennessee, Kansas, Oklahoma, Arkansas etc. are states firmly planted in the bible belt of the country. All of these places have a certain level of vises that the rest of the country has... including the aforementioned 'titt...
They say good things come to those who wait...they also say absence makes the heart grow fonder. I held out hope that the former was true, but so far in my experience absence only made the heart grow frustrated. It had been nine days since our encounter at the dumpster and he had yet to visit the library when I was there. I felt like a pathetic child counti...
Dedicated with love and loyalty to my Master, Sir Maxim Brynn. ***** The afternoon sun creeping across the quilt, from the bottom of the bed up to her sleepy face, caused her to stir. Her hand batted at the bedside table until she felt the cell phone in her grasp. Opening just one eye, she peered at the time. Two pm...she jumped out of the bed and rushed t...
Bobby woke up to find the pretty blonde kneeling over his legs at the end of the bed, with the end of her tongue in the piss-slit of his huge, hard cockhead. She was fucking his cock with the end of her pointy tongue. Bobby had never known a girl with a pointy enough tongue to do this. The sensation was exquisite, and he couldn't hold back a groan. The girl...
I'm reasonably sure that this can be read as a standalone, but I'm equally sure that it would read better if you hit Chapters I & II first. As I look at my previous submissions I'd like to remind readers how much authors feed off your comments. I noticed that the three stories I've submitted which have garnered the best numerical voting record are ones whic...
Some personal details (names, etc) have been changed at the discretion of the author to protect those involved. -------------------------------------------------- At the ripe old age of eighteen, I never realized how naive I was. That is until I met Mr. Antonio. Oh, it all started out so innocently. My mother became best friends with his wife and wor...