1. A New Day, A New You part 14


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Blowjob, Latina, Male/Female, Masturbation, Reluctance, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    out of the gym leaving bitch face standing alone with me. It takes her a moment to figure out what she’s going to do given her back up ran in terror. “Why are you looking for me,” I ask breaking the silence. “I was coming here to apologize,” she informs me after finding her voice. “And you need a guy with a camera for that,” I ask a bit coldly. “No I need the guy with the camera for my online profile,” she says a little upset,” people are calling me a bully and a bitch after someone attached my name and picture to those videos I posted of you last year and now I’m being harassed on all my media sites. I want to apologize to you on camera and post it so I could show that I’m not a complete bitch.” “But you are. You came here to apologize not to help me feel better, which it wouldn’t do. You came here to apologize to save your own ass from what I can only assume is karmic retribution for being a complete cunt,” I retort a bit mean. “Listen I just need your help okay, I was mean posting those videos and I am a bit of a bitch but people on the internet are hate bashing me from log on to log off. I can’t seem to get away from it. My parents are wondering if I’m in danger and want me to move back home,” my now worried video tormentor says upset. “Maybe it’d be good for you to get away from the media shit then and have your parents do the job they should have been doing before you left and decided making fun of other people was a fun way to pass the time,” I tell her walking away. ...
    “Wait where are you going? I need your help,” she says following me. “I’m taking a shower to wash sweat and your desperation off of me. And it’s not a coed shower so no girls,” I tell her stepping into the locker room. I put my clothes on the bench near the showers and take time rinsing myself off. Warm water is good but I keep it cooler since its California in the summer and that means it gets hot. I’m resting my head under the shower spout when I hear talking. “Here ladies is the prime specimen of man around the UCLA campus known as Stuart “The Hammer” Wolfric. He went from overweight blob to hardened man in one summer, note the definition of those shoulders and back,” I hear behind me and turn,” Now take note that I can’t show everything here but the length of the blurred spot and width shows that his nickname didn’t come from his fists.” I see the little bitch standing in front of the shower stall; it’s a low walled and open stall, with her phone out and up as she’s recording me. “Turn that off,” I growl. “Here ladies is why the men are terrified of Stuart on campus, his temper and strength are legendary to the point that some of the football team are looking into using his training method to build muscle,” she says with a giggle. I step out of the shower and grab her wrist holding the phone not hard but she isn’t going anywhere. “Hey let go,” she says as I use my free hand to take her phone,” That’s not yours.” “Don’t tell me what is and isn’t mine. I don’t follow your ...