Thick women Stories

Karin felt the taxi driver’s eyes on her wide, jiggling ass as she sauntered away from him but toward her perverse destination. He should have driven off, post her exit, but she couldn’t blame him for keeping an eye on the motion of her gifted posterior. Her short, pink strap dress wasn’t even that lewd in her opinion. Her high, blonde ponytail and plain, black choker completed the outfit with hooker heels. Maybe it was t...

There isn’t a bigger turn-off in the world than being on the verge of busting a fat nut, but your mother’s voice attacks your ears from the kitchen. “Anthony!” “What?” I screamed. “Who in the hell you think you talking to?” my mother said with the appropriate amount of venom. “Boy, get your behind out here and carry back these containers Mrs. Bertram lent us.” I slapped my mattress, cussed under my breath, and then put on...

Kayla’s hair matted to her sweaty face, which was firmly planted on her mattress. Her knees were tucked together and her slender buttocks pointed skyward, so any passers-by could ogle her winking orifices. With her primary desires already satiated, what she craved at that moment was for Brian to return with the packet of wipes to catch the creampie creeping past her plump labial folds. “Brian,” she said with exhaustion. “...

The building could have been on fire, and Dunz still wouldn’t have risked standing. Not while the thick, Latina catwalk model sashayed on stage. Gone were the days of the industry staying confined to the stereotypical runway body type. Thank goodness for such wisdom. The bob-wearing model, clad in a thong monokini and mesh rhinestone cover-up, bubbled across the stage for the more than welcoming audience. When she stopped...