I grew up accustomed to compliments, because I seemed to have it all going for me in the looks department once I got past that awkward stage and a lot of bad hair cuts at around thirteen years old. I was petite, yet voluptuous, reminiscent of Betty Boop, with a face that always looked younger, and naturally curly hair that I hated but everyone seemed to envy...
If I had to choose a superpower, I wouldn't choose invisibility, or super strength, or even the power of flight. I'd choose the ability to use computer technology in my everyday life. And it's not the really cool extra abilities I'd have, as much as the horrible mistakes it would have saved me from that I find more attractive... simple mistakes like inadvert...
The bright morning sun shone down on suburban Kansas City. The weather forecast had predicted extremely high temperatures for the next few days. Katherine Jackson, the beautiful married mother, looked out of the kitchen window with a dreamy expression in her hazel eyes. The hot wife wrestled with the images and emotions that filled her mind as she set the co...
As usual, based on real events in my life. As I placed my infant daughter in her crib, I could hear the sound of water rushing through the plumbing. I smiled. Celia, my wife, was finally getting that shower she'd needed, wanted, for three days. Caring for a small baby was time-consuming, of that there was no doubt. She was suffering a little post-partum de...
My BLACK FRIDAY and how it happened. I wrote this but Model T helped a lot. He made it three parts because it got long. As a child I had a rough life and was mistreated. Mother and my older sister were nymphomaniacs way before we even knew what that meant. I resisted intercourse, partly because of being mistreated when very young. Still my upbringing ma...
It had been two long weeks since Walter, and his friend had used me. I was starting to get very sexually frustrated, and was playing with my pussy every chance I got. It was a Friday night, and I showered and got ready to sit and relax, and maybe play with myself a little, when the door rang. I jumped up and ran to the door, thinking it would be Walter, back...
The following encounter is taken from my journals. After the adventures with Simon (see...), not much worth happened for a while worth writing about. I had the occasional sexual encounter but to be honest they were pretty awful pleasure wise. Tom and I continued to have sex once or twice a week; his staying power never got any better, but his tongue was his...
There is nothing quite like the look on a woman's face after you've slapped the hell out of her stunned mug while slamming your cock deep into her tight asshole. I ought to know, I do this to women all the time. Since the dawn of humanity, bitches have been slapping dudes. Yet bitches are always shocked when the shoe's suddenly on the other foot. Which proba...
I don't know why it is, maybe it's because I feel a bit insecure about myself, but I have always tried to pull the fat and ugly girls. Its not that I don't find pretty slim women attractive, but they don't do it for me. I don't get a twitch in my cock when some skinny 18 year old in a mini skirt walks past, (though she might look good) but if she is obese an...
This here is the story of Belle. A plain-faced, thick-bodied, wide-hipped, big-bottomed, blonde-haired, green-eyed, alabaster-skinned plumper from a small Iowa town. Belle had never been what anyone considered pretty. All her life, she'd been the fat chick who never gets to have any fun. The chubby loner. The lonely plumper. And many other fun euphemisms. On...