Tag Archives: Fiction

A BBW shares a story with me her husband about an interesting time back in her high school days

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orgybbw

As with most husbands, I’ve always found the idea of my
wife Melanie with other men exciting. During sex I’ve
often used her vibes on her as she is sucking my cock
or I’m fucking her, usually putting it in one of the
holes I’m not current filling. She plays along as I
tell her it’s some other man’s cock inside her pussy or
in her ass, usually choosing the biggest vibe she has
to do the job (I’m pretty much “average” in size). Continue reading


The Twelve Nights of Xmas

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xmasbbw

I arrived back in my apartment at about nine pm after a
long day at my folks. With a few presents in my arms, I
opened the door to discover that I wasn’t alone.

Sitting on my couch was a very attractive young woman. As
she stood up, I dropped the packages I was carrying to
the floor. She was about 5′ 4″ tall, with long wavy
blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She was wearing a variant
of a Santa suit, but instead of pants she was wearing a
very short skirt and instead of a large belly she had a
nice large bust. Continue reading


Fattie Like Facesitting

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bbwbutt

I had had oral sex with a fattie girl.
I had met and she told her friend about it. Her friend came to my house and said she wanted to see what I could do and what she could do to me. I invited her in and she said she heard I liked to have my face sat on while eating meaty pussy and said she was just what I needed and started undressing.

She said I heard you would do whatever I want and if you make me happy I will show you what I can do for you so get out of your clothes and let me see what you have. She was nude by then and I took off my clothes, when I was naked she said show me how you beat off. I stood in front of her and started stroking my cock and squeezing and pulling on my balls. Continue reading


Super Sex Machine and 44DD Boobs

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44dd

Several years ago, I had just gotten out of my first marriage which had been a total loss; the girl, also her first marriage, nagged so much I almost couldn’t bring myself to have sex with her in spite of her natural good looks. I guess it’s true what they say, that “Looks aren’t everything.” As is usually the scenario, I started looking for new partners in the Bar Scene. One night, I was out on the town with a male friend of mine named Chuck. We went to a local country & western bar in the next town to see what we could find. Continue reading


Fat and Sugar Momma

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sex story

Julia sat, a little pit of anxiety settling in her as she waited on her sofa, looking at her book but not really reading it, too far gone in her own thoughts to take in in the words written on the page. She glanced instead to her side, out the window. Past her own reflection the view it offered was to most, simply breathtaking, but it, as with most things for her, had steadily lost its charm over time.

She owned the prestigious penthouse suite of a luxurious high-rise and the view at night, out over the smaller blocks and bustling streets below was nothing short of stunning, watching the lights move, the tiny shuffling ant-like figures of people as they went about their lives, it made her feel as rich as, well, she was. But every day that passed she found less and less gleam to her life, her fulfilment draining, the view, as stunning as it was, just becoming a part of the background. Continue reading


Busty Sandra introduces her special new friend

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Sandra and I had been engaged for a month. In that time, I’d moved in with her and found hot, horny happiness day after day. Jenny was upset that I’d left her, and had cried non-stop when the day came for me to leave. However, after seeing her walking up our old driveway arm in arm with two tall, suntanned, muscular guys as I was driving past one day…well, I figured she was ok. Hell, I even toyed with the thought of calling her up 10 minutes later, knowing how hard it would’ve been to maintain a conversation with a cock or two in her mouth. I’d explained the situation to Sandra, and that I was a little frustrated about Jenny and her fast-healing emotional structure. Sandra’s answer was to kneel in front of me, unzip my fly and start slowly jerking me off as I spoke. “Is she on your mind, that little bitch? Then why not shoot your sticky load over my face. That’ll make you feel better.” Continue reading