I was at an otherwise boring party at one of my neighbors involved in a conversation with a group of people which sort of broke up until I was alone with an awesome woman. Tracey is only 24 years old, with a head of thick, wavy, black hair and as she told me, 'not the prettiest flower in the bouquet'. But at 6-3 tall and 375 pounds Tracey is a mountain of a...
A mysterious epidemic of obesity had come to the high school, and the school was baffled about what to do. Only two weeks had passed since she started wearing the perfume that Jenna had given her, and it was slowly turning Jessie into the fattest girl in the school. Iris wore the fattening perfume every day, and the results were becoming obvious. High scho...
# This may or may not be my last ever erotic story. Although my circumstances have changed for the better I have finally run out of ideas; apart from a possible part III to this story! # Love from Amy XX * The days after our night at the Swingers Club were weird; Connie and I didn't talk about what had happened until the Tuesday night after we'd fucked and...
Reverent Mervin had strong beliefs. Ultra-conservative, fundamentalist, all of life's instructions could be found literally in the Bible, etc. Really he was an insufferable man, arrogant, proud, judgmental, intolerant, pushy, unhappy. Angry and boring. He was 57 years old, 240 pounds, with a fat hairy belly and a sweaty flaccid body, balding, with a pasty...
"Ah well, time to get dressed!" Della giggled, looking at her staff with fondness. She tapped the fuzzy blue pom puff of the staff, which was once her lover's curly head of cyan hair. Once she did so, the staff was enveloped in a cloud of smoke, leaving it as nothing more than an earring. Della looked down at the funny piece of jewelry with amusement, taki...
(All sex is consensual and all participants are over the age of 18. Some of the English is Texas dialectic) PART 5: GOLDIE: THE ORGY FOURSOME, CONFESSION AND REDEMPTION Well, time marches on, most likely on flat feet. I was hoping my lawyer could get an appeal going but that looks like a dead end, as dead as my end is going to be without an appeal. I was...
During my early 30's, I worked for a while as a painter and decorator on a house owned by a guy called Garry. He was an odd man, pudgy with narrow sly eyes and glasses. Retired from accounting in his early 40's, he had made or scammed a good few million and moved into property management. He owned several large houses in the area and rented them out to profe...
"Get everybody hard," Krenshaw said with the authority of a CEO in his tone after Keli was in a kneeling position in the living room. "Form a line you lucky bastards, nuts to butts, let's go," he barked at the other eight men. "Fiona, you come kneel behind me and be my seat." Be his seat? Keli looked over to see what he meant by that as a line formed in fro...
James Riding hadn't actually answered by the nickname Red since he was thirteen to anyone but his Grandma Addy and sometimes his Aunt Sue, and even she tried hard to remember to call him Jamie most of the time but he loved her a lot so he let her get away with it. And then of course he let Mina Wolfe get away with any time she wanted. Jamie had spent most o...
Note: this is the fourth chapter in a multi-part story. You can read from here if you want, but I think it's much better if you read the previous chapters in order. Please don't judge harshly if you haven't read the previous chapters. I debated about Alan getting through this clean, with nothing to regret, or having him get dirty a little, even though he's...