I wasn't good at making decisions. In fact, I was horrible at making them, and my recent breakup was proof of that. We had finally called it quits and I was ready to move on. Quickly. I was ready for something fun-something to take the edge off of being newly single. My friends suggested dating, but I declined and took their generous offer of receiving a spa day instead. What was supposed to be a relaxing experience, turned into a spine-tingling, soul floating, toes curling, body trembling orgasm. And it was from my high school crush, Robyn. The thing was, she wasn't my only crush back then. I had one on her and her fine friend, Beyoncé. After the way she made my body come alive, forbidden, nasty thoughts of sampling them both invaded my mind. Not just alone, but together. I wanted them both. At the same time. And, have them do things to me I only fantasized about. But, I didn't know how to tell them. Do you ask for something like this or just submit and just say yes? short story beyoncé x onika x robyn

COMPLETED. "You are so beautiful. What's your name?" She looked at her friend extremely confused then back over at me. "Me?" "Yes, you." I was making direct eye contact with her. "My name is Onika, what's yours?" Is she hard of hearing? I know she can't be that old. She laughed, "Probably way too old for you honey." To Onika, age is nothing but a number. Regardless of what Beyonce said, it didn't matter to her either.

Not to brag but... this story was #1 in Rihanna stories for about a month.. just saying.. Summary: When you break social norms and you break records, you become confident in who you are. Y/n Y/Ln, an Atlanta native with a full ride scholarship to Howard University. For football. An intersex female not only playing college football but also a 'Big Brother' of her frat house. An intersex female playing college football on a scholarship to an historical black college while in a fraternity. Let that sink in... She's use to having her way and getting what she wants. The whole city knows her name, her posters on almost every bar wall, her jersey advertised. She is assured of who she is, well, that is until a Bajan bad girl shows her how assured she really isn't. All of it starts by one viral video. G!p Y/n