Fanny regarded her teacher with fascination from where she sat at the back of the classroom. Qafira was so very thin. Were they all as thin as her where she came from? Almost all skin and bones. Hardly any fat on the woman at all. She knew that Qafira would get plenty of stick for her thinness. People would wonder whether she’d eaten well. Or whether she wasn’t weak with hunger. But despite her skinniness, Fanny decided t...

Fat. Fatty. Fat. Fat. Fatso. Fat. Fatima. Why had her parents christened her that? Surely they knew that in an English Language culture it was a name that could always be used to mock her. Especially as they knew from their own corpulent frames that their daughter was unlikely to be svelte, slim or slender. And as second-generation immigrants themselves, not even especially religious ones, they understood enough English t...

The divorce hit me harder than I expected. We married young and married the wrong people. After almost three years of marriage we decided to call it quits. It was mutual. Both of us were not happy with each other. In our early thirties, we both agreed that we had our whole lives ahead of us to correct this mistake and find the right people for us. It started off with moving out and living separately. She was a little bit...

Let's do it with the light off, baby, please It's so romantic! Sight's an overrated sense I love to feel my way around, explore The soft and hard you have in store * Let's close the curtains, drapes and blinds, my mind  Works overtime to fill the voids, avoids The stereotypes. It fires imagination Heightens touch and smell and taste sensations * Let's make love beneath the quilt, it's Been an age since I've been so turned...

When I was very young my dad had died.all I knew about him was that he was a lawyer like my mom, and that he had a huge life insirence policy on him so when He did Die my mom inherited all the money.My mother is a verybeautiful womam, to compare her to some one she looksalot like India Summer. You should also now that I am a nudist when no one else is a round and that my mom wears very skimpy clothing and that she might a...

My wife Elle and I have been having some problems for quite some time now. We were married for almost 5 years and most of the spice was completely out of our sex life. During the early years of our relationship we didn't take our hands off one another. We often talked about sexual fantasies, both realistic and unrealistic. One of our fantasies was to bring another guy into the bedroom. I pushed the limits even further, sa...

As we traveled down the long stretch of highway in my convertible, heading to my parents cottage I looked over to my sexy 21 year old bomb shell girlfriend sitting in the passenger side. Amber was very sexy, probably one of the sexiest and smartest women I have ever knew. She was Chinese-Canadian, born here in Canada but her parents moved here about 30 years ago. Amber was 5'4", 105lbs, long black hair, brown eyes and act...

The minute we got back out to the main party, we ran intoChristine. She was drunk, I could tell already, she took a long look at me and smiled her ass off. “Sooooo! My pretty little Maya got her brains fucked out, eh? Nice job! I told you May, he wanted you. I fucking told you!” Before she could say anymore, or I could yell at her for embarrassing me, she got pulled away by Brad Murray, the bass player in the band and her...

Time froze. We looked at Mr. Brown and tried to imagine whathe saw. Two of his students, a junior and senior, the senior laying on top. I pushed Damien off and fixed my skirt, which had gotten hiked up. “Uhm…” I said. “Mr. Harris. Ms. Washington.” He said. “I’m going to pretend I never came in, okay? And I’m going to beg you to be safe.” He went out. “Okay, now you’re mine!” Damien proclaimed. My heart raced. He ripped my...

It allstarted my Junior year of high school, on the end-of-the-year band and choir trip to Washington, DC. I was seventeen, with short black hair, and a dark complexion. I was on the heavy side, okay, I was huge. But I wore my weight with pride, I didn’t want to be a teenie tiny stick. I was proud of my curves, and the weight brought with it a large ass and size D boobs. If you ask me, that’s nothing for guys to turn away...

(Author’s Note: In this chapter, statements between (**)’s are from Ailara’s perspective as she peers through the eyes of others) I glared. I fumed. I stamped my feet. “I do not care how many tantrums you throw, Ailara. We are NOT going back for your wardrobe. We’re leagues away from that place, and besides, it was, how do you humans put it? Ah yes, a pain in my ass to carry mile after mile.” Oluth snorted. “But I shall h...

A couple years back, my struggling buddy Napolean began getting all into pick-up literature. His methods with women weren’t rendering any results, so he hit , and he hit it hard. Every new conversation we had brought news of a new book he’d just read and how he was already applying his new methods “in the field.” I’d read a couple books on the topic, but since I was doing fine for myself I didn’t feel the need to invest a...

Big Girls Keep Even Bigger Secrets. Chapter One It was my first day at College, being a freshman at a University filled with a bunch of people I didn’t know had me nervous, especially about my appearance. I woke up an hour earlier than normal, throughout the morning I tried on just about every outfit I owned including the five I just bought for the school year. I like to call myself thick, but that doesn’t fool anyone. I...

Mom Called Me At Night   (Written By:   Jack Is Back)   My mom and I live alone because my dad died of a car accident when I was 3 and since then we have lived in this big old house in the northeast of town. I was 16 and my mom was 52 when it all happened. We were very close and she always was treating me like a friend as her priority in her behavior with me and that made her to talk to me very openly, even about her sex...