Listen up, you big white slut! I'm only going to say this once! If you don't move the hell out of my way, right now, my dick is going up your fat ass! Those are the words that left my mouth the one time she pissed me off. I'm usually a mild-mannered man, not the sort that would resort to such behavior. Especially in a nearly empty parking lot near the office...
I smiled at the girl at the car rental counter as I picked up the keys to the GT350 I had rented, but I was thinking about getting out of the airport and getting to the Vegas BBW Bash. The Mustang's powerful V8 rocketed the car out of the parking lot and toward the strip where the hotel was hosting the bash. Besides being excited about seeing Las Vegas for...
THIS STORY IS TRUE. THE NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED. I hadn't seen Becky in 10 years. I first met her in Middle School and we had been friends ever since. We could have been more than friends, and on occasion we were. "More than friends" consisted of kissing sometimes and on 2 occasions a Blowjob, but we were never a couple. Becky was a BBW. She was always over...
From the time I watched her come into the Black Student Union in my first year at the University of Michigan...I knew she was walkin round with some bomb ass pussy. It's kinda innate in a way how I felt her aura and knew she would be a very sensual partner. I know this sounds hella basic but it's true. Along with that she had curves in all the right places f...
CHAPTER 1 The house next door had recently sold, and to be honest with you, I was sorry to see the old neighbor leave. A divorced mother of three, (all grown and out of the house) 48 years old; she had a tendency to leave the shades and curtains open. Now I'm not a "peeping Tom," but anytime a woman walks around the house in various states of undress, it d...
"All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident." ― Arthur Schopenhauer The cactus outside the sex cinema was more twisted than the belief Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump actually care about us. I sat in a bug-baked jalopy, gazing through the greasy windshield at t...
Chapter 2 -- Who is this Ed guy, really? The discovery process of a research project always excited Mairead, but this time it was more than that. She had researched a wide range of subjects over the years, but up to now, none were for her own education. The personal nature of this research, along with the subject matter, truly had her juices flowing this mo...
Daniela was 18. She was a pretty girl with a soft young looking face and a soft, slim body. Her medium sized breasts were still blooming. Her hair brunette hair was over shoulder length. Her skin was tanned a bit now that she had already spent almost two weeks in the South France. She was home alone this afternoon in the apartment her parents had rent. She...
She called me, early in the afternoon, "Can you do me a favor, I'm having a party tonight and I wanted your help to serve and tend bar, Please say you will?" "Okay," I replied. We'd been friends some time, and I never minded helping out with things like this for her. "Thanks, and one more thing, would you wear the catsuit, you know which one I mean, it's a...
Very often I have been asked by my dear readers (thank you) for translations of my german stories (which are the much longer ones, as it is my native language). It´s a real pity that my english is not good enough to do that, and it would also be to time consuming (I prefer to write new stories, as this is much nicer…). Anyway thanks for your interest. As a l...