Novels by thequeenofer0tica

"Cammie, would you help me finish setting this bed and then report to the recreation room?" My coworker Anna said, smoothing down her white uniform."Mm-hmm," I mumbled, hastily sliding the pillows into their cases. Thank god, I thought to myself. If I had to set one more damn bed I'd get fed up. I recently started volunteering in a senior citizen home. It was a good way to earn school credits, and slap another thing onto my resumé in the future.I adjusted my white cap and strolled down to the lounge area, where a group of gregarious old men sat around playing cards and watching the television. They were talking and laughing loudly amongst themselves when I came in."Afternoon gentlemen!" I said cheerily, takin

Mr. Morozov blew his annoying whistle again, startling us for the 10th time that day."You're landing is off again Natasha!" He threw aside his clipboard in frustration and came over to the balance beams where me and my 4 other teammates had been trying to perfect our routines all morning.I groaned and mumbled a string of curses in Russian as he approached us. "You are not paying attention to the dynamics Natasha! It's all about amplitude in this particular round..."blah blah blah... I stopped paying attention as he rambled on for 5 minutes. My teammates looked just as irritated as they analyzed their finger nails and waited for practice to end. We were passionate about our sport, but not as much as our coach was. He

"Nicole get in here, we're splitting tips." I rolled my eyes and begrudgingly entered the kitchen where my co-workers impatiently waited for me to fork over my day's earned cash to split it "evenly."I pulled out $247 worth of tips from my waitress apron and watched the bitch of a manager greedily snatch it as she proceeded to count all our tips.I secretly counted along with her and calculated that I was supposed to receive $124. My manager handed me $75 with a sneer-like smile on her face. "You can go now," she said, waving her hand in dismissal."Where's the rest?" I asked, trying to compose my anger. Every fucking time I worked a shift, I got cheated out of cash.

I was curled up in a ball, at the very back of the bus shuffling through my playlist. I was annoyed because I had to take the bus to school since my parents weren't in town to give me rides. I hate the bus..it takes forever and is usually full of annoying people talking way too loud.But today it was pretty quiet. Just me and a few other people. Thank goodness I was almost home. I could feel the motion sickness slowly creeping in. Wait, is that motion sickness I'm feeling?The bus went over a bumpy road, making me jump a little in my seat when we went over a small hill. The movement was causing constant stimulation to my clit and before I knew it, my daily fit began to take over my body. I whimpered at

"Yes!" I exclaimed, successfully flipping and catching a pancake in the skillet. When my mom and step dad went away for the weekend I felt like I was in the paleolithic era--hunting and gathering food. I seriously could not cook anything.I devoured my lumpy pancakes and parked myself on the couch to watch Gilmore Girl re-runs. Saturday's were the best. There wasn't much to do except be lazy and as messy as I wanted.I hadn't had a sexual fit in nearly 20 hours. I was out with some girl friends last night, and as we were on the train coming home it came full force. I "not so discreetly" rode a stranger's cock right there on the train. Thankfully there was no one else on board except a sleeping hobo.I don't know a whol

"Mmm fuck me. fuck me," I screamed, clutching on to the neck of the dark haired beast mercilessly pounding into me. I was just about to come when I jolted awake, a hot and sweaty mess.Wet dream. Again.I looked over at my alarm clock. 5:57 AM. I had 20 minutes until I had to get up to get ready for work but no way would I be able to fall asleep, especially after that wild dream. Lately I've been having the same kind of dream. Me having ridiculously amazing sex with a faceless, dark haired stranger. God knows it's not one of those lame assholes I've fucked lately.I tiptoed past my roomate Amanda's closed door into the bathroom where I splashed some cold water on my face to cool myself down. I leaned on the vanity and