Confessions of a Dominant BBW... Being a 'big' girl in today's street parlance usually refers to the bra size one looks for in Marks and Spencer. But I've always been a 'big girl' -- since even before my mammaries started developing into the super-size jugs they are now. It wasn't that I ate too much -- it just seemed that was how I was meant to be. My gra...
I awoke the next morning to commotion and noise. It quickly came back to me what had happened with Tiffany after the party and how I was in bed next to her and Eric. As I looked to my left I saw Tiffany riding her husband, bouncing the bed and moaning as she was cupping her breasts. I was hard immediately and she reached over toward me, beckoning with her in...
Shona was bored and frustrated. It had been a long, gruelling week and she couldn't wait for the weekend when she'd finally be able to spend some time with Craig. She walked to her last-period class for the day, biology with Mr. Lewis, thinking about the fun that she was anticipating that evening after school with her friends, Jane and Sandra. Shona wore a...
Chapter One: Humble Beginnings This is what we were told. In the old world predating the 31st century, women generally lived in patriarchal societies. The people thrived in technological advances and worked hard to improve their society. Robots came in the forms of nurses, teachers, even companions. Cures for what man had previously thought incurable were...
Zach was one of those students that always caused a pain in the teacher's backside. Standing at 5'10" and 150 pounds, he was not an intimidating student. It was more about his behavior. While being an attractive young man, Mrs. Weber expressed daily frustration with Zach. He was always distracted and teasing girls in the classroom. Hormones seemed to be hitt...
Chapter 01 - The Beginning A blond beauty stood in Alex's doorway. She wore nothing but large silver hoop earrings and a smile. Her wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders and obscured her heaving breasts only slightly. Her stomach was as firm and flat as an olympian's. Her tan legs seemed endless and her hairless pussy looked as though it had never been touc...
The local dish was that he ran a Home for Wayward Youth- sending them wayward, that is. I was sandwiched in age between his two sons, who echoed to varying degrees his devil may care good looks, but neither could channel James Dean quite so well as Daniel. As an exchange student, it was his older son that I met first. He'd seen my confusion in the taxi queu...
It started out as a regular Saturday with all my schoolwork behind me and the football game to start in 6 hours. I wasn't a cheerleader but I was a member of the marching band. The cheerleaders would brag how they always could get a football player because they were pretty and they even showed more "skin" then any low-life band member. I prided myself on bei...
The Group I wasn't sure what to wear and George was no help at all. I decided it had to be something middle of the road ... not too dowdy ... not too risqué. I settled on a thin blouse and a figure-hugging knee-length skirt. Knowing my blouse would not conceal my bra I chose a white one with lots of lace. The only way to avoid any panty lines with this skir...
Together we lay completed sated. Her youthful body moist with our sweat. Our joyful union just expired for now with anticipation of it continuing. With journalistic inquisitiveness, I tried to answer the basic questions of how, what, and when. The where, my bed was obvious. The why was obvious as well. Ang, a petite five feet one inch 19-year-old college st...