I am a opened minded independent bubbly person who cannot spell Or multi task worth a darn. Short (5'3") dorky BBW who loves to laugh.My sole purpose in life now is to cum for my owner by any means necessary. My owner has trained me to cum on command without being touched, whether it be by voice or text. I now can cum more in a day than I use to cum in a whole year. With proper ownership all things are possible. If you like what you see, read, or my stories do not be afraid to contact me, my owner loves to hear of my adventures.
Kind of like my tooth brush.. not even my closest friend would use my tooth brush. My partner and I would have to really, really, really (did I say really?) know each other well for me to share my tooth brush. So that will hold true when we share toys.
Showing off for a good cause https://upload.lushstories.com/377420080-1027150941-00.jpg
At least your near death experience was exciting and adventurous.. mine involve slipping on stairs carrying laundry, dropping the laundry and clutching at the handrail before I bounce my way all the way down two flights of stairs (which is why I now drop my laundry the stairs instead of carrying the angels of death) OR Mowing my lawn and tripping on uneven ground, falling over, and thankfully the mower actually stopped when I let go of the handle (always mow with your cell in your pocket people you never know when you might have to call 911 on yourself).ORI am cleaning my bathroom, getting a lung full of cleaner and cannot breath. Nearly passing out and thinking.. great I am in one of those I have fallen and cannot get up commercials (again a case where the cell needs to be close by)
The one rule in selling anything.. I mean ANYTHING.. including panty liners and tampons.. is not to remind anyone of periods. So red liquid would bring it to close to home and keep women from buying your product. Which is why those adverts are full of flowers, beaches and happy people swimming.. which always happens when you are on your period, right?
Not a good idea to wait incase they run a comp. If they run as "holiday" comp it might not be what you expect.. Like the one for Valentine's day last year. It was a poem with restrictions not a story. If your creative juices do not flow that way you hung around for nothing. Start the story when inspiration strikes you... Even if it is Christmas in July. You can always hold the story until the season is right and then publish. If I do not strike when the iron is hot I am usually left out in the cold with just a few lines or paragraphs. An unfisihed work is no work at all.
So I am into clowns. They turn me on. Can you put on this rainbow wig and big nose for me?I am into fat chicks, so you will do nicely.You are not too fat to have a boyfriend.My mom is coming to pick me up at 9, so eat fast.You are my first date since the break up.
The ever popular both!
Not the first time I have been voted off and probably will not be the last. I will just take my wine, cake and go play by myself or with myself.. if that is allowed in hell.
Yep, you are going to hell. Welcome. It's Writer's Hell, so yes we shall eat cake. Of course true writer's Hell is having writer's block with no wine and no cake.
I was going to bring the Devil's Food Cake to go with the wine and whiskey.. until I was just informed that there is no food in Hell. That would truly be Hell for a big girl. From my very first story here I have used my personal experiences, my imagination and people I know. I have actually thrilled a person or two when they recognized themselves in the story I wrote. Ultimately my writing is all about me and exploring parts of myself. I just bring some of my friends and fans along for the ride.So I will bring some wine coolers since the cake is out and meet you all in Hell in a little bit. I have to insulate with cake before I head down.
Cherry paused a moment as the doors opened to the Depot, as she called her favorite home improvement store. She knew what she was after but not where to find it. She began her search. Her huge tits swayed with every step, as her aged-brandy colored eyes scanned the aisles. She passed several men in her search. She was dressed for yard work, in a almost see through tan tank top and ripped...
Added 30 Sep 2015 | Category Oral Sex
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Cherry pulled into the garage and turned the car off. Anything and everything had gone wrong that day. She should have called in sick when she woke up with that headache. Her head ended up being the least of her problems as the day progressed. She sat for a few minutes, letting the day wash over her. She closed her eyes for, what she told herself, was just a few minutes. She breathed deep and...
Added 23 Aug 2015 | Category Straight Sex
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My whole life has been in search of the words We have all heard them We have all felt them They warm us, drive us, provide for us Pleasure and pain can be found in the words The peaks and valleys of life are filled by them We journey to the end of the earth because of them They push us, pull us, elude us I thought the words were, "I love you" I sought them out I fought them out...
Added 19 Jun 2015 | Category Love Poems
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I walk through the door as if I could ask for more Her bra is on the knob as my cock begins to throb Her panties I see strewn as my clothing I do prune The sight of her I do catch as I long to feel her snatch Her legs for me are spread as pussy lips my fingers do thread On my fingers she does cream as I make her scream I cannot wait to taste as I make haste Cum covered fingers...
Added 27 Mar 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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Can you feel as if this is ideal? Breath does catch as heart beats match Here we are again as hands feel like silk on skin The shake starts at the base as heart beats do race In my ass the tail does go as juices flow My clit does throb as his cock proceeds to bob My ass does gape as my world he does shape His cock my mouth does encase as I work to get his cum on my face My fingers do...
Added 19 Mar 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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Giant sequoias thrive through fires They only grow to soaring heights with a burn Rising above all like cathedral spires Nothing without the churn My life a tinder box ready to be set aflame I could not soar without a burn Into my life he came His advances I could not spurn He has burned and consumed me in fire With one spark everything has changed Before him I did not know how much...
Added 13 Feb 2015 | Category Love Poems
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Cherry walked into the kitchen and made a beeline for the wine rack. It had been one hell of a week and it was only Thursday. Her tight red dress twirled with each movement. She left her shiny red three inch heels on to get the wine glass down from the middle shelf on the upper cabinet. She popped the cork on her favorite Moscato. Then she stepped out of the heels and kicked them aside....
Added 10 Jan 2015 | Category Cuckold
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Two words simple but demanding Two words that cause breath to catch Two words that cause nipples to harden Fingers roam and explore at those words Juices flow at those words Fingers do things never imagined at those words Two words that cause fire to catch and consume Two words that cause heart to race Two words that cause body to shake Fingers circle and move rapidly at...
Added 15 Dec 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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I snap the red nylon collar around my neck. Just minutes later there is a ring of the bell and knock at the door. I rush to answer it. I stand behind the door as I open it, so the neighbors cannot see my atire. I am dressed in a red see through nightie that hits me mid thick thigh, shows off my ample breasts, and curvaceous body. His imposing form comes around the door and looks me over. He...
Added 24 Nov 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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Usually a late riser, my dark brown eyes pop open early in anticipation of the day. I lay there with my emotions running from excitement to dread and back again, periodically looking at all the items on the night stand he had me lay out the night before. Blue magic marker, gray hair brush with long thick handle, two vibes, Vick's Vapor Rub, Icy Hot, and forty four clothes pins all sit on the...
Added 16 Nov 2014 | Category Fetish
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