Groupies Stories Novels & Stories

I had already gotten a taste of the group's hostility, and I didn't want to experience it again. Brian took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of piercing blue eyes. "Let me tell you a story," he said, his voice low and serious. "That group of women, they used to be part of a gang on the outside. They were involved in all sorts of criminal activity, from robbery to extortion." Zoe nodded, her eyes wide with emphasis. "And then, one of them got caught and ratted out the rest of the gang. They all ended up in here, and they've been causing trouble ever since."

*************** Marissa,Mona, and four other women met at a restaurant. These women were called the married group. That is what they came up with when they thought about naming their little group. They thought it was a fitting name, and they have collectively been married so many times. The group used to be just the older ladies, and Rissa was the only daughter who had been included in the group. The rest are all older women, and Rissa felt special to have been included in this group, until today.

"Relax, sweetie. We were just teasing." Emily waved her hand dismissively. "Ignore them. They’re terrible people." I gave a weak laugh and sat down. The conversation started light. “This is Tasha” the Blondie and this is “Georgia”. “Nice to meet you guys, sure you've heard about me, I'm Kelly”. “Welcome to the circle girl” I hated girl groups, I wished Daniela was here. They talked about work, travel, and men, because of course. And then, slowly, the conversation turned… uncomfortable.

Suzi was amazed to hear what he did as she gave me a mischievous wink which I didn’t understand but she clearly didn’t want to elaborate that. “What was that?” I asked as she made my dress hang in the wardrobe of my room. “You’ll see I guess.” She said as she sent a picture of the dress in one of her chat groups. The group was named The Victims and it turned out the members were Suzi, Imran, Zaroon Bhai, Muzamil Bhai and Areej. I made her explain that to me when we moved downstairs to prepare dinner. “You are victims of what?” I asked.

It seems like they just really want to release the heat in their bodies. I shook my head and went back to my seat while waiting for the boss to finish whatever he was doing. Maybe if he saw me peeking at him, I'll be told the greatest gossiper. Well, I really like to gossip but only in the boss's sex life. When I sat in the chair I immediately picked up my phone and opened it. I opened the group chat. I arched my left eyebrow because the group's name was different again! It used to be called Green Goddess because the members of this group are all beautiful but their minds were very dirty like they think green. And now the name is GG TULFO.

“I’m just an invisible witness, and I almost don’t speak in the group. I only lurk among them from time to time in order to get my hands on some gossip that even news reporters can’t find out.” Maisie’s curiosity was piqued, so she picked up her cell phone and raised her eyebrows slightly. “Why don’t you invite me into the group too?” Ryleigh’s smile gradually disappeared as it turned into shock. Ryleigh invited Maisie into the group. The group was named “The Single Ladies of Bassburgh” and about 100 women were there. Maisie changed her username to Alice. Since Ryleigh had invited her into the group, the other ladies did not have any doubts. Some of them only thought that her username “Alice

I tell him what he doesn’t want to hear. “I wasn’t the only guy she fucked. I fucked her once. God only knows who she fucked at the other three concerts where she earned her way backstage,” he spits out. “She claims it’s mine. She’s looking for the biggest fish to get her payday.” While I don’t like his slut-shaming the woman, groupies allow many types of men to enjoy certain favors to gain the access they seek. I’ve heard security and roadies brag about blowjobs and sex from women desperate to get to the band.

I had already gotten a taste of the group's hostility, and I didn't want to experience it again. Brian took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of piercing blue eyes. "Let me tell you a story," he said, his voice low and serious. "That group of women, they used to be part of a gang on the outside. They were involved in all sorts of criminal activity, from robbery to extortion." Zoe nodded, her eyes wide with emphasis. "And then, one of them got caught and ratted out the rest of the gang. They all ended up in here, and they've been causing trouble ever since."

So, in the midst of that, not just them, but they both had an affair, even that group that lived in the dorm towards a group of basketball and volleyball girls, the famous group of volleyball and basketball games, were large, feminine, strong, and muscular women. These women had their perfect physiques, their defined bodies, they were called Debra Mondo, Leslie Falcon, Nanda Gorski, Penny Moron, Gabrielle Vasques, Suzane Ricto, Jasmine Brow and Pamela Jordan, Danielle Virgil, they were the so-called brunette groups and the blondes, as they stood there alongside their group leader, named Gemina Philips, were big, muscular women.

And I quickly reminded myself, I needed a bat, not a glove, regardless of how pretty she was, or the fact that she could make straight women pant, she couldn't drive it out of the park without anything to swing. The moment I set my purse on the high-top Roma had secured for our group, Ronnie and Trish started up again about a baby and pregnancy. No one else seemed at all shocked by the topic and even joined in supporting Trish. I'd entered the Twatlight Zone, and I needed to escape. The wine I'd consumed at home only served to dull my senses but not drown out the insanity coming from my best friend's mouth. "Giselle, you look amazing. Jesus, I hope I'm in that great of shape at your age."