My name is Stacy Wilson. I'm a big and tall black woman living in Boston. I've always been a big girl. Six feet tall, with a thick body, large breasts, wide hips and a big, plump ass. Oh, and a really pretty face, too. That's me in a nutshell. I'm a student at Boston College. I'm currently studying Criminology. One of these days, I'm going to work for the Ma...
Chapter one – The Bite of the Wind The night air had a chill in it, added to the discomfort by the strong breeze. Barbara pulled the heavy coat around her neck and tightly across her body. She had moved closer to her husband Bill, hoping he would put his arm around her as they walked down the dark Alaskan street with their friends George and his wife Jeanne...
My career as an independent film producer had begun several years ago. Back then during the early 90's I had made commercials for household products. After a few years I was tiring of peddling laundry detergents and body soaps and other junk to maids and other women. I decided to move on and look for a different theme. I also felt that I could find work othe...
Beth was part of a group. It was called the mature women Conquest league. It was MWC for short. There were a group of older women that loved to conquer men. It could be physical conquest and physical. Any type really. You get a point for different things. You would take a picture of your conquest and put it in a personal album. It was a fun little club. She...
Adam could not sleep in the room given to him despite it being reasonably comfortable. Sounds of all nature poured into the room. He listened carefully and tried to understand the nature of the sound or its source. He could not. He twisted and turned as the memories of the past few weeks came flashing back to him. He was on board the merchant vessel Ariel i...
"My pie is delicious, but does it have to come out of my oven?" "I don't get it." I stopped myself from rolling my eyes and explained my proposition for the third time. "We don't have to bake the pies ourselves. We could buy them at a store and resell them at the fundraiser for more than they cost." "But it's a Bake Sale," Harper's mom replied from the st...
Who knew? Who knew how much a person could grow over the course of ten years? How much change could occur and evolution take place. "You can't stop the river as it rushes to the sea..." That was a lyric to a song, right? Fuck. Fact of the matter is, Miley had changed and moved forward. There was no stopping it and no way she would be able to stay in a marria...
Chapter 6 Jocks Madame Silver described the terms of employment and we went over the agreement that she wanted me to sign. It seemed clear and mostly about indemnifying her should I screw up. The rate was fair; I got 30% plus room and board. I could get out of my apartment and save a bunch of money. She didn't have any problem with me staying in school. Sh...
With his wife Becky away visiting her parents for the long weekend, Brad has taken full advantage of his new membership in Pauline's Surrogate Wives Club. For some of those anons who seem so easily offended, I remind you this is a fictional story and there are no cucks in sight. Chapter Seven Brad's wife Becky now takes up the story from here: Maybe if...
Chapter 14 "Friend or Foe" Martin sat on the bench with Darren in the garden trying to determine how this young man was going to take advantage of this situation for his own gain. What was his angle? Martin now believed that everybody had a reason or was being rewarded in some way for being near him. Martin wasn't sure how to approach the man. He hadn't...