"Oh, fuck!" Elene gasped. She had just made a left turn on the castle wall but had miscalculated the jump point. She landed in a ditch. Ok. Not her really, but her character, Scarlett Fox. She was playing Temple Run on Dr Patrick's computer on his office desk. Behind his desk on the left is a 7 Ft high book shelve. A three-levels letter tray is on the far...
Christina Hale was an oversexed 22-year old woman: long black hair with blue highlights, blue eyes, tight pink tank top, white jeans, black shoes. She had a very casual and uninhibited attitude towards sex that was borderline "nympho", and a severe disrespect for authority. To her, her mother could be such a bitch. They frequently argued about a great many t...
This fantasy story is based very loosely on the comic "Sophie's Curious Perversions" by Von Gotha. That story took place in 1958 London. This one takes place in 2002, in Portland, Oregon. Chapter 1: Sophie's 18th Birthday Hi. I'm Sophie Anderson. I live in Portland, Oregon and I am a senior at Pacific Academy. It's a private school. One of those where we a...
Finally, moving day was here, and it was time to get things going. My son had moved out after graduating college, and I no longer needed a two bedroom apartment. I found a cute little one bedroom in the same neighborhood, but a hell of a lot cheaper. I had everything all boxed up and ready to go, and decided to put up a pot of coffee, in case the movers need...
(A tribute story to the legendary BBW pinup gal created by Duane Bryers and still published by the Brown & Bigelow Co. If you've never heard of her, search "Hilda Duane Bryers" and you'll discover one of the hidden in plain sight classics of BBW admiration; Les Toil's site is especially recommended.) * * * The sun peeked through the calico curtains, and Hi...
My wife Bonnie (Bonita) has been married to me for almost nine years. This story is a continuation of our meeting eleven years ago. Things have changed a great deal for us. We got married in 2008 in Las Vegas. The original story occurred in 2006 about one hundred and fifty miles north of our current home. My stories are fictional with some life experience sp...
Chapter 1 The Retirement of Snow White Mairead stared at the blank screen, thoughtlessly pressing characters and then deleting them. She had sat in front of her computer over the last several months, trying to decide on the topic for her book. She had a journalism degree and had written hundreds of articles during college; one of them was for a rather pres...
To my readers: Dedicated to my friend Christy, who graciously allowed me to use her name in this story. Too many people look at BBW's as a fetish or an aberration. In fact, as a BBW lover, I can state without reservation that a BBW is no different than any other woman. It is unfortunate that a tag or label is attached to describe physical attributes. The...
As John settled into his narrow seat, he hoped no one else would be filling the only seat next to him. It was already a small plane, but in order to cram two more seats and make more money, the airline removed the bathroom at the end of the plane, reasoning a plane of this size only needs one bathroom anyways, and put two seats where it used to be. This mean...
The can of whipped cream hisses. I push the nozzle a little harder, shoving the plastic tip deeper into Natalie's asshole. She whimpers and wiggles her ass, letting those fat cheeks jiggle. She's so fucking full—her butthole, her belly, pumped so so full of whipped cream. Her stomach gurgles, a deep and long sound. "Fuck—Ty—oh my God, Tyler, I'm gonna fart,...