Greetings From Mondotoken
9:26AM on December 01, 2010

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Id like to get more feedback on what you think of my online show, is there anything I could be doing better? more installments are coming soon!!

If you have ant questions for me feel free to post them in my comments section.
(Thinking about doing a Q&A)

BBW Chronicles prt 2
9:33PM on November 17, 2009





                  A platonic female friend expressed her disgust with my attitude and actually called me a pig when I regaled her of my experience with May.

I didnt feel that I had behaved like a swine, but in retrospect maybe I shouldnt have expressed myself so plainly to my associate. I had been honest in my non-interest in my coworker and yet, I had taken the cheese so to speak when I got hot and heavy with her.

Id bought the whole bag of bullshit when Id unwrapped my polished turd that fateful Saturday night.
Why was I a pig because I didnt like a particular sexual experience Id had with an over eager stalker at my place of employment ?

So I resolved to be completely honest in my attempts to seek the BBW booty call of my dreams
my Ad on the net went a little something like this.

Single black male currently residing in Los Angeles county ... Creative, deep thinking type with a love of beautiful, voluptuous creatures Reasonably good looking, intellectual type ( yes, I wear glasses.)....RACE OPEN ... Beautiful ( Okay, easy on the eyes .)individual with a womanly body and an easy going demeanor. Must have things going on in their own circle. I'm looking for some one with an hour glass figure
( Preferably with a little more sand on the bottom.)
..Hey, it's my preference and I'm just being honest.
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Yep, that was my open and honest internet ad which I spread liberally around on several sites including Yahoo & Google but mostly on BBW sites I figured that it would be easier there because that was my preference and that perhaps none of the women who responded to my ads would be inclined to lie about their stats.

boy was I wrong

seriously, you wouldnt believe some of the freaky ass messages that started to fill up my inbox.

It was a horrific comedy of Errors that read something like this .


Who do you think you are putting conditions on your time ?!! Youre not hot anyway Maybe if you looked like Djimon Hounsou How big is your dick ?

Hipster Gurl

I dont have no Big Ass or nothin. I aint cute or curvy but you should go out with me anyway. Men should like a woman for her personality. Im a great girl and fuck you if you dont wanna get to know me Im very funny.
P.S. Ill be waiting for your call.
P.S. seriously I want you to call me.
P.S. Fuck you if you dont call me bro

Funny Snow Bunny

I want me some of that big phat nigger cock.
John E. Dangerously


Do you accept Jesus as your Lord and Personal Savior ?
Anonymous Asian


I got a strap-on with your name on it First I do you, then maybe just maybe You do me.
Kiki

You still havent called me fuck face.
P.S. Im a very nice girl.
Funny Snow Bunny


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What is your political affiliation ?
P.S. How big is your penis ?
Sammy


That last email was accompanied by an attached photo file of the ugliest, moose faced, butch looking, mushroomed haircut woman I have ever seen. Looked like fucking Lyle Lovett in drag or something. It was a goddamn Christmas photo that looked like it was taken by someone under extreme duress. It was slightly out of focus.

Sammy even had two small children in the photo with her.

I doubt they were hers Theres not enough alcohol on the planet that would help that woman conceive.

They were all dressed like dorks in matching red cardigans huddled up together in a neat little triangle of a pose. Adult on top Kids doubled up on the bottom.

I kinda wondered why she would send me a picture including images of her children. I mean youre meeting a complete stranger on the internet. I dont care how I look in my posted photos Im a stranger.

Theres something fucking idiotic and perverted about women sending pictures of and including their children to some guy thats a potential hookup.

I mean, I get it seriously, I get it.

Its one of those my kids are part of the deal type maneuvers. I really get it ladies .. Youre looking for a serious relationship and through some fault not necessarily your own Youre doing the internet dating thing.

But think for a moment Sending pictures of your God given babies to a complete stranger who may or may not be the next John Wayne Gacy or Jeffrey Dahmer Real fucking genius right there ladies.

Keep on looking for that Mr. Goodbar okay ?

The photos that I got were even more disappointing and mind numbingly hilarious. Most of them were maniacally cropped to little more than a smiling face. If youve ever done the internet thing, you know what Im talking about. The sliced up photo these broads use that were obviously part of a larger picture.

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My favorite photos of this type usually have some type of floating body part in the frame. Probably an ex-husband or lover. Maybe even an embarrassing hookup from the company Christmas party. For some reason the women that sent photos of this type felt it was the best representation of them as a person.

I agreed with these women.

I would never attempt to contact these potential mates. Id move on to other online suitors as I was smart enough to see what was right in front of my face unlike so many others.

I mean think about it for a moment

These women had engaged in a relationship of some sort with men & women theyd met and hooked up with through whatever means. The shit hadnt worked out and bother parties had gone their opposite ways.

but theyd kept the photos of their time together however brief it wasand decided to use that as a visual representation of themselves.

Cropped or not, I was determined not to be a floating body part.

Seriously ladies guys who use the internet to search for potential mates are usually looking for sex. Guys want ass plain and simple its not Chinese arithmetic. We need sexy pics to decide if were going to contact you. Were big dumb visual animals for the most part.

So, that being said I was searching the emailed photos for at least a cleavage shot. Some of the women that obliged my interest with a photo were the last people who should have a camera.

I spent little over a week pouring over the few emails in my inbox. And frankly, I was beginning to get a little discouraged. Honestly there wasnt much to choose from.

Either the chick with visible razor stubble and roman haircut or the soccer mom that looks like the classic Jack Kirby version of the Grey Hulk.

My quest being what it was I spent a lot of in-between time alternately channel surfing my flat screen television and on my laptop. Bar hopping had become a thing of the past since I took employment at an up & coming advertising firm. I worked as a concept/ storyboard artist in the small firm in Van Nuys.

I had been working on a deodorant commercial when I accidentally stumbled on the solution to my problem.
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I was sketching out a panel on a particularly difficult stretch of my storyboarding assignment when I happened to look out my second floor office window.

My co-worker Barry was talking to some chick that had happened upon our office looking for work. I could make out the bespectacled visage of Barry in his best working dad ensemble from Sears.

He was on the make I was sure of that because he appeared to be fumbling his words and he was scratching his head incessantly.

Id had the pleasure of watching Barry anti-score on numerous occasions at our local watering hole.

Usually this being southern California Most women either ignored him or openly laughed in his face. But Barry was a trooper and would continue to hit on anything until last call when he would usually .. If he was lucky leave with the

BBW Chronicles prt 1
7:56PM on November 14, 2009



After my Blue period, Id decided that I was never going to be that Hard Up for whatever again. I began trolling the net, in particular dating sites.

Why, you might ask

.. I just didnt wanna settle anymore. I thought about all the times in the past that Id been fixed up, picked or just a victim of circumstances with women that were to say the least .. Toe Up from the Flo Up In particular I thought about my recent fixation on Johanna .. She was a fucking stick figure for Christs sake.

Rail muthafuckin thin No tits, no ass to speak of .. Big gumball type head and all.

What did I see in her anyway?

Who cared about her gentle nature and soft liquid eyes .. Eyes that were big, round and expressive Hidden behind large librarian glasses with slightly tinted frames .. Eyes that just kinda drew you in took you to a warm, safe place. Hazel in color with long expressive lashes.

and those lips Big, juicy plump adorning her oval face.

She stared out at all the world with the expression akin to a sad puppy dog.

but the wheels were turning behind those big expressive eyes. They always had been. Id dealt myself out of the game Toxic as it had become .. And I occasionally looked back in self loathing and disdain.

I silently admitted to myself that I was experiencing Sour Grapes

.. I was a Hater.

                                    and I was cool with it.

I would allow myself that small bit of humanity. Admitting that singular weakness would always keep me strong.

Id been trolling the web in search of my kind of woman .. A Big, Voluptuous, Curvy Vixen easy on the eyes

with a hint of a wild side.

Somebody looking for a good time. A woman that understood that some of the best times, could be found in the slightest of moments.

Yes, this time I would be as picky externally as I was psychologically inside. As I sat typing, I trolled down memory lane all the times Id shrugged my shoulders and banged some sub-standard version of my feminine ideal.

There was May a co-worker two jobs prior.

Shed chased me all over the office from the moment Id arrived. All I saw for the first two weeks when I moved in were her BIG, YELLOW TEETH grinning at me incessantly.

May was a BBW Big Beautiful Woman and you might be asking What was wrong with her since thats what youre about ?

Well quite simply speaking May was a fuckin disappointment of a BBW in the very literal since.

She was a beautiful African American woman, her features reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat with its perpetual snaky smile her sandy brown hair braided in neat corn rows reminding movie buff me of Queen Latifah in that movie

what was it ?

.. Oh yeah, Set It Off yeah thats what Im going for in this description.

May was into me and wasnt shy about letting it be known around the office. It took another three weeks and a do nothing Saturday night before I relented and had her over to my flat for a movie night.

Halfway into Sleepy Hollow, she played her hand quite literally when she shoved my zipper down and began vigorously jerking me off. Her enthusiasm inspired me and in short order we were spooning and conducting a treaty on heavy petting in my living room.

This was where my extreme disappointment with May began

I dug my eager fingers into the layers of her outer vestments a light blue cotton hoodie, a slight blue flannel shirt, an off white cotton tank top and finally, oh so finally into her sports bra to find a small barely there set of saggy tits ?!!

FUCK ME !! I kinda pulled my hand out of the sweaty recesses of her multiple shirts and leaned back on the couch while she continued working her jeweled fingers on my suddenly receding cock.

I played it off with a few phony complimentary moans, or at least I thought I did She seemed to notice almost immediately that I was (Unknown to her) happily going soft I intended to give her some bullshit about us being better as friends to explain away my flaccid member and thus escape a potential sexual encounter.

She was unknowing way ahead of my intended out as May suddenly shoved her mouth down on my cock.

In a few unfortunate moments I was afflicted with a raging boner and knew that Id have to put out Shit ! The broad had fucking serious head skills !!

.. I knew what banging May would mean There would be this awkward moment after we completed the deed that would be mind numbingly anticlimactic and both of us would work diligently for things to say to one another ..

.. I always had this stupid fantasy were I would bang the spit out of some extremely hot chick and immediately afterward, flip a nearby switch on some lamp or art fixture in the room a secret door with a pole inside would open and off Id be Batman Style leaving the awkward moment and chick with her literal ass in the air

Yeah, its nerdy and stupid , but I know Im not alone in wanting to excise the idiotic moral ritual of talking after recreational sex besides that when you usually find out what a douche either you or her are

I decided to throw my lot in with May and loose myself in the moment Besides, I am a serious Ass Man anyway. I reached over and began tugging away on her jeans. She grinned up at me with that fucking Cheshire cat smile of hers and stood up to take her pants off She turned her back to me as she half struggled to yank the skin tight jeans down. Her hoodie covered her butt and I gave her a playful smack on the ass.

there was no ass  
                                          ... May didnt have an ass Big or other wise

In fact the shit felt like it was fucking inverted How in the fuck could a BBW as cute as May have no tits and no fucking ass ?!!

She shrugged off the rest of clothing in my cramped little living room and stood smiling before me with her hands demurely over her delicate bits

I felt like laughing really ..

Felt like emitting a fucking belly laugh at the tan lined glory of May Denise Jeffries standing in my goddamn living room naked ..

a carpenters dream flat as a board and needs a screw

She kicked the matted, flowery granny panties off and took two steps towards me as I hit the switch on a nearby lamp like a panic button.

I doggie styled her on my poor couch recalling every decent lay Id ever had .. And even that didnt help .. In the end a combination of her eager hands and my imagination helped me cross the finish line

It took two more hours to get her out of my place during which I treated to a rambling monologue regarding her ex-husband, her problems with certain office workers and shown every picture of her three kids that she currently had in her massive handbag.

I felt like saying

Please spare me the crap !! Get the fuck on lady You won. You tricked me with your multiple layers of clothing, your sneaky smiles that hold the promise of absolutely nothing and last but not least .. The obligatory self obsessed conversation .. I dont care .. Do you need a bus token ?

Sounds mean dont it ?

Well, consider that I wasnt into her when I arrived a my place of employment seeking only a paycheck and nothing more. Yet through Machiavellian effort and perseverance on her part I actually put out.

She just didnt live up to the Hype of her own ceaseless self promotion. I unfortunately came [pun intended], saw and was miserably unimpressed.

A letter from Mz Booty
4:18PM on November 04, 2009


From: MzBootyPlayhouse
To: mondotoken
Date: 2009-11-02 07:24 PM EST
Subject: hi
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how do u put up copyright stuff u dont own



.. falls under the fair use law ... do you have any issues with my content ?

I have only posted what I consider to be the best models, content & other items. I've actually removed a ton of content at the request of some of the models & others. I hope I have'nt offended you by posting content featuring yourself.

I'm definately a fan MzBooty... since your initial emergence on the ATL BAD-Boy site. I'd actually intended to post a compilation clip of you in the future as well as feature you in the "Versus" segment of my video page.

... I guess what form my page takes in the future is entirely up to you ma'am.

The mondotoken page is dedicated to the epitome of all that is the "BEST" in BBW's, SSBBW's, PEAR Shapes, BIG BUTTs, PHATTY, THICK DIMES etc; ... you get the picture.

Choice is yours MzBooty ... I got things to do this week and I'll check back to see what is the ultimate fate of my page.

Thank you for an honest question ...


Mondotoken 09

Elizabeth Rollins on Porn Retirement
9:43PM on September 22, 2009

I discovered  the follwing post online while searching information for a clip on BBW Porn Star Elizabeth Rollins... I like to get accurate information  when making one of my signature series  "Spotlight On:

Elizabeth Rollins has retired from porn and indicates that after all this time ... "She has nothing to show for it."

I always have mixed feelings whenever I read interviews like the one that follows ...

I mean, am I supposed to feel guilty for loving the "m,ovies" and "pics' that this woman (Real Name reportes as "Jan") made during her tenure in the biz ?
 
.... Am I supposed to feel guilty for my sexuality , my inherent fetishes ?

I don't have an answer .... perhaps I never will.

Jan, a.k.a Elizabeth Rollings, a BBW porn star recently left the porn
industry and shares the truth in a candid interview with former porn
actress, Shelley Lubben. Please BEWARE this interview does contain adult
information and may not be suitable for minors. Although, statistics show
that the LARGEST group for viewing porn online is ages 12-17.
SL: How did you get into the sex industry?
ER: I was in my first movie because of an ad I answered on craigs list off the
internet. I needed money and it sounded easy to do so I thought, why not? I
knew it was wrong but I needed quick cash and of course it was legal, right? So I
did the movie and never told anyone until months later when I decided to do it full
time.
SL: Tell us about your childhood.
ER: My mom and dad divorced when I was three. My dad was a weekend dad
and my mom took all of the responsibility raising us. We never had much of
anything but my mom always tried to make sure that my older sister and I stayed
in good schools and out of bad neighborhoods. My mom met a man when I was
about 6 or 7 who whisked her off to Europe often and she would leave us with
her side of the family. This went on for the next couple of years until my sister
was about age 14 and I was about 11. We ended up homeless and went to live
with our Godmother who was very spank happy to to say the least.
I was becoming very bitter about my mom and dad not being there even though I
had accepted God in my heart at 7. When I was in 8th grade is when all the
trouble began and I started noticing boys. There were a lot of gangs and gang
fights and because of that I needed protection. I turned to clicks and pot heads
and underage parties and smoking cigarettes and boys. I was only 13 years old.
I was in a world of trouble when I met "Candyman". Candyman was a gangster
and offered me protection and a lot of attention. He took me home to meet his
parents. I trusted him and thought he loved me. He tied me up and raped me.
This was my first sexual experience. When he was done, he told me if I said
anything I would be hurt worse by him and his friends. Gangs began to harass
our family so we moved out of the neighborhood.
In high school I was into getting high and smoking cigarettes and having sex with
my boy friend. Even though I was an A student, we constantly partied and had
sex. At age 17 I ran away from home. My boyfriend and I were living in a friend's
rat infested basement for 200 a month and soon I became pregnant. I attained
my GED and traded in my hopes of becoming a nurse for becoming a mom and
wife. I married my boyfriend and we had three children together.
SL: What led you into the sex industry?
ER: I worked off and on sometime two jobs to make up the lack of my husband's
laziness. He never wanted to work. I got involved in prostituting at 19 and I
worked for a women who had about 50 other girls working for her. I did topless
massage and dominatrix work off and on for two years. I also pursued modeling
because it had always been a passion of mine to be a model even though I am
plus size. My husband knew I was doing sex work and didn't care.
I always loved to act and was involved in school plays growing up. I did a lot of
promotional modeling and some street acting, but having to work a 12 hour shift
as a cna (certified nursing aide) and take care of three kids kind of killed the
dream. My husband and I divorced in 2004 for obvious reasons and my financial
stress grew and grew. I had been to church a couple of times but to me it wasnt
enough. I felt like a horrible mother and provider. I made my first porno after
answering an ad in craigslist. I felt so ashamed and yet sexy at the same time.
Even though the money was good, I had no intention of doing another one.
I ended up doing about 40 movies, 20+ websites, 3 magazines, 3 expos,
countless online interviews and finally my own website. But yet I have nothing to
show for it.
SL: What was the porn industry like?
ER: I was in Las Vegas so I had to drive back and forth to the porn industry in
California four times a week. The money was great and my new boyfriend who
recently lost his job, was loving every minute of it, traveling, seeing me have sex
with other men and with other women. To him we had it made. I started making a
name for myself in the BBW niche. I was in high demand and started loving the
attention. My kids were fed, happy and had what they needed when they needed
it. My boyfriend and I stayed in nice hotels and ate at good resturants. I bought
him things and even helped him out with his own kids.
I got more and more requests for fetish films. After much pressure from porn
producers, I finally caved in and did a 25 guy movie. I never thought I would have
done something like that. I felt disgusted and violated, but what was I going to
do? I was paid well for it and needed the money desperately.
SL: OH MY GOSH. What was it like to make a 25 guy movie?
ER: For two days I had to fast. I drank heavily one day prior before I did the
movie. When I got on the set I felt really sick to my stomach. I wanted to turn
around and run when I walked through the door and saw all the male porn stars
and film crew standing there. I zoned out and wanted it to be over. I kept saying
to myself, "this is going to be over in an hour. You can do it.". I wanted to break
down and cry but I hid behind my fake smile.
During the movie I mentally and emotionally checked out and felt like I died. I
don't remember real well the pain and trauma I went through. After it ended,
everybody wanted to take pictures with me and get my autograph. Here I am
standing there with bodily fluids all over me and people wanted to take pictures
with me. It was horrible. My body was sore the next couple of days and I wasn't
right mentally for two weeks after that. I wasn't able to use to the bathroom right
either. My internal system was totally messed up.
SL: Did you lie to your fans and clients? What lies did you tell them?
ER: Of course I lied to my fans. I led them to believe I lived a fantasy life which
was far from the truth. I fed into their fantasies. I said I wanted sex 24/7 and
made it seem like I absolutely loved what I did and was living this happy life. I
gave them hope and insight into their relationships by telling them what to do, or
if I were with them what I would do to them. I started to feel like an important
nobody, they knew Elizabeth Rollings, but they would never care to know Jan.
SL: Were you exposed to drugs and alcohol?
ER: Yes, the first time was at the 2006 AVN Porn Convention after party. I didnt
do them but saw other porn stars using drugs. I was seriously tempted to but
instead I got drunk and fooled around with a lot of other people in the "sex room"
of the suite. I was still kind of new to the industry but I think after time, I would
have used drugs. I always drank heavily before I did a movie.
SL: In your experience, how many other porn stars or sex workers use
drugs and alcohol?
ER: I would guess around 90%. It becomes an escape route to reality, a
temporary vacation from it all.
SL: What was the worst thing about the sex industry? Or a worst
experience for you?
ER: The feeling that you are not in control of your own life. You have to submit to
others (producers, agents, etc..) no matter HOW important you think you are,
you're not in control. Being called a bitch and being told it was all apart of "acting"
the part. Having men do disgusting things to me and even if it hurt, I had to make
it seem like I was enjoying every minute of it. I hated it.
SL: Where was God while you were in the sex industry?
ER: In my heart and in my subconscious, pulling on my heart strings, painfully
and patiently waiting. Many times God saved me from harm, especially from
sexually transmitted diseases.
SL: Why did you leave the sex industry?
ER: I left because I was on the verge of suicide. I hated who I had become. I
hated looking in the mirror. I hated not having any "real" relationships with people
and most importantly I was desperate for love. There is a website on me for
which I have no part in, the man who owns it will not take it down. I had a
contract with him and put much time and effort into this site, but after 8 months of
mental and emotional abuse, financial threats and much more, I chose to part
ways with him. He made threats to "break" me financially because I wouldn't
bend to his will. I told everyone I could that I wasnt associated with the site
anymore and he was not happy about it. My nerves were shot, I couldn't take it
anymore, I was physically sick and had to go to the ER for a nervous meltdown,
enough was enough. I didn't care about my name anymore. I didn't care about a
temporary financial fix. I wanted to be a good Mother for my children and show
them that life is not about the easy way out of things, but about the road less
traveled. I left for the sake of my sanity and my soul.
SL: Where are you now in rebuilding your life?
ER: I'm struggling with finances and I don't know how my bills are going to be
paid, rent, food, supplies, but I know God is faithful and I'm NOT turning back
again. I'm back in with my church and just started a job at Starbucks, for which
I'm so grateful to God for. I'm honestly on the verge of losing a lot, but have a
peace I haven't felt in years. I know God is with me and has a plan for my life.
**If you would like to help Jan as she rebuilds her life, please click here to
learn how. She is a single mother of three children so she greatly needs
our help with food and rent. Why not get your church involved and adopt
Jan and her kids this new year? Please also visit her myspace to send her
encouraging comments. She really needs our love and support right now.
I want to seriously thank Jan for her courage to share her story. Many
women want to hide and never think about porn again due to the
overwhelming shame and guilt but not Jan. She is allowing God to use her
mess to be a strong message to the world that PORN DESTROYS and only
God is able to utterly save you from whatever you are going through! To
learn more about God's perfect plan for your life please click here. If you
want help out of the sex industry PLEASE email me at
urgent@shelleylubben.com
YOU ARE MADE FOR GREATER THINGS THAN WASTING YOUR LIFE ON
PORN. WHETHER PORN STAR OR PORN ADDICT, PORN WILL DESTROY
YOU. LITTLE BY LITTLE, DAY BY DAY, PORN WILL CHIP AWAY AT YOU
UNTIL YOU ARE TOTALLY SHATTERED.
PLEASE LISTEN TO US. MANY EX PORN ACTORS AND ACTRESSES HAVE
PAID HUGE PRICES AND LOST THEIR LIVES TO PORN. WE LOVE YOU
AND DON'T WANT THE SAME THING TO HAPPEN TO YOU!
Need help? Please visit www.shelleylubben.com to get help for porn
addiction, sex industry abuse and other struggles. We love you!

Crack Addict prt. 4
9:04PM on June 12, 2008

You wanna do what ?!!

I want you to lay down on your stomach. I'm gonna rub this vial of baby oil on your ass cheeks and then I'm going to rub my dick in the crack of your ass until I cum. Preferably, I'd like to rub said cum all over your ass cheeks with my dick.

Man, you crazy ...  Crazy as fuck.

But I got money. 
  

I pulled a loose wad of cash from my pocket and gestured towards the prostitute.  She giggled like an old hag and reached for the money.

you sure that's all you wanna do right ? I mean you aint gonna slip inot the booty hole or nothin and claim it's some sorta accident or somethin ?!!

No.

Yo sure ?

Yes.

'ight .... I'll show you were to go.

 I'd been driving down the street after a late night at the office when I'd spotted her walking along the cracked side walk as I waited at a red light. There was no doubt that she was a hooker. She was a big girl with even bigger hips.  Wide flaring hips that moved almost of their own accord. She was wearing a garish loudly colored dress that accentuated her "Coke Bottle" figure and her availability probaly on the cheap. There seemed to be no one else at the intersection at this time of night so I just sat watching  her move a little further off into the distance. What sold was  ... the incredibly massive butt that jiggled under her cheap frock.

She looked back at me and began to strut up the street in a enticing display. I watched those meaty cheeks bounce up and down for all of five seconds before gunning it and skidding to a halt next to her.

Her name was Roxy. she claimed that she was "twenty two"  [more like thirty two]  and visiting from New Orleans.
She was african american, dark skinned with a gap in her extremely white teeth and was wearing a sandy brown wig.

She directed me to a shady looking motel near the freeway. I found myself thinking how convienent it would be to just hop on the freeway after I'd finished chasing my paticuliar dragon.

After being humilated at the BBW club and the Ms. Stetson debacle, I'd decided to go "underground" with my fetish. It was the safest thing to do considering that I'd become such a pariah at work. So, I'd begun sating myself on the toasted street rumps of black and latina street walkers. not that I didn't wanna squeeze one out on white girls, but usually they came in the Auswitch emaciated look, were just two damn gross or didn't fuck with black guys on order of their "black" pimp.

I'd found some great asses out here on the street, but guilt was getting to me. I'd resolved to do the hooker thing one last time when I saw Roxy.

This sure is wierd.

What can I say ... It's my thing.

Whut ? You scared of Aids or somethin ? ... I'm clean.

No, it's not that  ... I just wanna do that one thing  okay?!!

Don't get so sensitive .. I'm down with it.

I was already helping her out of her dress and marveling at the jiggly, black, spounge like rump before me.
 

Roxy politely patted a spot on the bed and I sat down. My cock was throbbing like crazy. It was as if it had a mind of it's own as she pulled it gently into the air and burried her mouth on it.



Roxy was wearing a barely there stark white panties and thong that dissappeared into her massive crack. I was impatient and pulled her boobs from the top. They fell loose and pendelous almost touching the floor with her large erect nipples.

Let's just do it now.

She stopped slurping on my member and looked at me in mock shock.


You really love ass dont you ?
It's ...complicated.

I was already pouring baby oil and simultaneously rubbing my cock into her massive butt cheeks. Rowy giggled like a school girl as my cock smoothly glided up and down the length of her indigo dark buttcheeks.


Unfortunately, I came too soon ... ten minutes into my routine, i was already spraying a monumental load across Roxy's ample cheeks and backside.

I'd barely finished when she stood up and casually strolled into the bathroom. I watched her hike up the rest of her skirt and wash her butt off with a towel way too small for that gargantuan ass.

It was at that moment that I felt like a true degenerate.

Later baby. She kissed me on the cheek and walked out of the motel room humming.

I sat on the bed starring at the closed door pondering my fate. I was no better than a real crack [cocaine] head, out in the wee hours of the night scrounging around , so paticular in my tastes searching for that perfect butt. I had to stop, yet didn't know how. I would seek the help of a therapist unlike the one I'd met in the BBW club. I wondered why I just couldn't find a girl that had all of the attributes I currently desired.

It was almost three in the morning and the towels were clean, so I took a shower. i figured that I'd ponder my fate over an original slam at Denny's or something.

I got dressed and opened the door.

          There was a girl standing in the doorway with her hand raised, frozen in place as if she were going to knock.  She smiled and lowered her hand.

Hi !! My name is Coco ... Roxy said you had a thing for big booty.

Coco was a somewhat petite, small dark skinned witha short frizzy hair tied off in a bun. She had a green ribbon tied around her head. she turned and revealed a amazing applebottom butt that looked like it belonged to a larger woman. She was wearing pocketless jeans and began shaking her gift.


I snatched her into the room and marveled as she peeled off her jeans and let me fondle that lump.





My redemption would, happily have to wait until another day.

CrackAddict prt 3
10:32PM on May 23, 2008

It had been a while since my "corporate" episode .. If you read the last installment, you know that I'm refering to the luscious cheeks of Ms. Stetson. She eventually got tired of me jacking off using her massive cheeks and had nixed the affair and my firm's account.


As a result, I found myself "laid off" and working at a temp firm. That "Itch" had gotten worse than ever and I was in danger of becoming a serial masterbater.  I found that I was worse off than before ... Scott, my friend at the temp firm and a fellow chubby chaser [although not afflicted with "crack addiction like me] had advised me on several occasions to use the services of a prostitute. But, I just couldn't get over the stigma that comes with being a "john".

So, I just lumped it and tried my best to keep it under control. 
     
                                   ... I eventually did go online and contact a hooker, but the results were a little less than stellar. I had the misfortune to pick the fattest, ugliest broad you could find on the net with abosolutely zero ass. I had to threaten to call the cops just to get her out of my place.

This should have cured me ... but the next night images of Marsha and Ms. Stetson's massive butts danced in my head and played havok in my boxers ... 

                                                                            ... One day while Scott and I were sitting at an outside cafe eyeballing chubby chicks .....

"Maybe you should try a club."
"Club ?"
"A size acceptance club for big women."
"What ?"
" Doofus, it's a place where fat chicks hang out and party. Lots of horny chicks there."
"I'm not into fat chicks ... I'm into phat chicks."
"Same difference."
"No ... Phat Chicks are thick and voluptuous, ripe massive deep butts  ... Fat chicks are just fat."
"Whatever ... I'm going on friday. you can tag along if you want."

I was disturbed that he just dismissed my assertion regarding my proclivity, but none the less ... I found myself tagging along like a puppy dog.

We drove over to Long Beach and parked in the parking lot of a huge strip mall.

"Where's the club ?"
"Just across the parking lot on the other side of the mall."
"Too cheep for valet parking ?"
"Man, shut up ... you never park in front of a fat chick club. Some body might see you coming out."

"Do you tell the chicks you pick up about this philosophy ?"
"Of course not. Are we gonna run out mouths all night or are we gonna go get you laid buddy ?"

"No, I'm just curious as to how you get the women to walk all the way over here."
"When a BBW wants to get laid, she go any where ... Once I got laid in a dumpster."
"That's special."

 ... The club which I can't name for legal reason's was unassumingly inside a storefront pub. Looked like any old bar from the outside but once we got inside .... 

                      .... Wall to wall BIG WOMEN ... and when i say big, I mean BIG ... as in most of the women were sporting the shapes of a beach balls, and other gometric shapes I don't care to mention at this time. All of the decent and half way decent women had swarms of men around them in unyielding phalanxes  ... Scott was living it up dancing badly to some 50 cent rap song ... "In da Club" .. [that song needs to be laid to rest with a shotgun] ... I navigated the floor and went to the bar.

                .....I had begun to down a record number of mojitos when fate struck ...

"Fucked up huh?"
                                 I looked over to find an unassuming school teacher type staring me in the face. She looked like a petite redhead housewife in a plain white blouse and long black skirt.

"Excuse me ?"
" I was just saying that it's a shame how people put themselves out there when they're desperate."
"You're here."
"With friends ... and I'd like to point out that you're here too."
"With friends too."
 
        We both laughed. Her name was Debra and her story was that she was coming off a bad relationship and some of her friends had drug her to the club [Her friends were all rather large]. She was in fact a therapist and the thought did cross my mind to bear my soul to her regarding my proclivity. However I still wanted to get laid and I didn't know how she would take the fact that I was at the club to exploit overweight women.

"You got something on your mind?"
"Maybe."
"Wanna share ?"
"No because you're a therapist and I don't want to be analyzed ... at least not yet."
"Don't worry ... I'm off the clock."

I gave her some bullshit about breaking up with a girlfriend.

"Does making up stories make you feel better about having a big girl fetish?"
"I'm not -..."
"You wouldn't be here if you didn't have a BBW fetish."

 I was red faced.

"I'm here with a friend." I pointed to Scott out on the dance floor dirty dancing with three women so large he was partially obscured from my sight.

"Riiiight."
"No, really."

She just stared at me with a "get real" expression written across her features.

"Excuse me."

I found my way to the men's room for a quick retreat from the truth ... What was i becoming ? Maybe i was a degenerate who needed help.

"Sorry ... I tend to unnerve people unintentionally." 

Debra had followed me into the men's restroom. It was a bold move on her part. I was impressed ... one other occupant a rail thin guy that I coulda' swore was DJ Qualls ran out with his pecker hanging from his pants.

"I'm sorry ... I should've known that you'd see through the bull given your profession."
"Well I got five minutes." She kicked open a stall door and stepped inside crooking her finger at me . I obliged.

" I have a crack fetish."

"You're a drug addict ?"

"No ... far from it."

I explained my predicament to Debra in no uncertain terms and with extreme clarity.

"So there you have it ... I'm a perv right ?"
"Yup."

Before I could voice a rebuttal she had grabbed my crotch and was massaging it vigorously. I was flabbergasted  ...  and aroused as all get out. She began jerking my cock through my slacks with a frevor I had seldom seen before from other women i'd banged.

"I'm so fucking hot right now !!!"

I began massaging her breasts which were considerably larger than I'd expected. She ripped a few of her buttons exposing the tan freckled flesh spilling over from her bra. I helped her rip one of her double d's from the lacy material.  She had pulled my throbbing member into the neon light of the restroom and was alternately sucking on my member and beating it against her boob in a frenzy.

She ripped the other breast free from her blouse exposing a perfect tanned set of knockers ... at least 36DD.

"Fuck my tits !!"

I obliged and began fucking the shit out of her juicy and suprisingly sweaty knockers.

"Imagine that it's a big juicy ass you fuckin perv !!!"

My head was swimming in animal lust.

"Fuck it !!! .. Come get it "

Debra stood up in the cramped stall and turned her back to hiking up her skirt at the same time.

"You want it ... come take it !!"



She had a suprising meaty and wide ass. Her stark white cheeks enflamed me as I pushed my cock into the crevice of her ass and pussy lips ... I openly drooled as I deep tissued fucked Debra's pussy lips and ass cheeks simultaneously.



"I want you to come on my wide ass !!"

That was all it took as i sprayed the small of her lower back with at least a liiter of hot cum. The thick liquid was running down her cheeks and dripping to the floor.

"That was good."

She cleaned up and bid me meet her at the bar like nothing happened.  I did AS SHE SAID AND FOUND MYSELF ALONE AT THE BAR.
     

                 Crack Addict still.... 
                                                ... i knew i would have to find a way to end this obsession of mine.

Crack Addict prt 2.
6:43PM on May 13, 2008

It had been about two weeks since I'd had the encounter with Marsha and I was still craving more of that magnificent ass cleavage. My nights were filled with images of Marsha's massive ass jiggling in my face.
Filled with images of me creaming that deep crack with pint upon pint of my copious DNA.




It got so bad that I'd even considered calling Marsha up and offering her some more "rent" money for a little replay of that action. It was just something about the friction and heat created when I was running my cock up and down on her tattooed bum that was driving me crazy.




My sleep and work began to suffer and I found myself starring at the wall daydreaming about Marsha's flabby ass cheeks and suffering from a bionic erection.

"Hey!! ... Wake up in there !! I'm worrying myself to female baldness over the Stetson account and you're daydreaming"
 

                  It was my co-worker Claudia. She had trained me when i first came to the firm. We had become fast friends. I felt like I could tell her anything.

"What's eating you lately."

"I not talking ... and you'd probaly laugh me out of the room any way."

"Girl problems ?"

"Not the kind you're used to hearing from me?"  Claudia laughed and told me that she had heard it all. A few and three long island ice teas later ,,, Claudia was laughing her ass off. She offered to help me out with my little problem, but she wasn't qualified. And she wasn't lying ... Claudia had along flat back back. ... simply no ass at all ... She laughed and snorted at me stupidly drunk as well.

"Ya know buddy, I'm gonna find a way to solve your little problem."

That was not music to my ears ...  Claudia had a big mouth and shot it off intermittently to any and every one who would or wouldn't listen.

The next day at work was especially excruciating. Claudia's had retained the information that I told her the other night and had obviously passed it on to my other female co-workers. I had to endure scurrying female coworkers every time I walked up the aisle or went to the water cooler. I was pretty pissed at Claudia. I was about to eat lunch in my cubicle when she had the nerve to come up to me smiling.

"Don't look so pissed. The girl's really feel sorry for you. That's all ... Tell you what . Meet me in the parking lot ....Maybe this thing can work out for both of us.  I'm gonna help you out with your little problem."

I didn't know what the fuck that meant.
Claudia was a very thin [heroin chic] red head chick with tired skin and almost no curves. "Blowjob" was the only thing that I could think of and I'd need a magazine just to get started.  Claudia had tried to get something started with me before, but I just played dumb most of the time until she finally fucked some one else.

This whole "Crack Addict thing was getting to me though ...

                                                                                      ...and I needed a release so .....

I found my self  inside her car at  lunch hour as we zipped towards a local motel. she pulled into the lot with expert precision. Funny ... She kinda ignored me on the drive over, continuously talking on her cellphone.

"Alright ... Get out."  She stared at me smirking.

"You sure you wanna do this ?"

Yup. It's time to get you back on the winning team." 

  I decided to chuck everything and throw my all into it with Claudia.  I leaned over and kissed ...

                                  ....HER HAND ?!!!

"Hold it up Romeo ... We're not fucking."  She pointed towards a motel room door that was slightly ajar.

"We'll act like this never happened."

I stepped out of the car and watched Claudia speed off before I turned my attention to the motel room obviously meant for me. The door was slightly ajar and I gave it a little push.

There seemed to be no one in the room. it was a sparse area with a large bed  adjacent to an adequate television.

" I'll be with you in a minute." A voice called out from the bathroom. The door was closed, but only 75%. I could make out a figure in front of the small mirror on the wall. I was a pissed that Claudia obviously brought me a prostitute, but I had to scratch this itch that had been dogging me for weeks.

I walked up to the door and took a peek inside.

The prostitute was applying her makeup .. Her back was to me. she was probaly about 4'11" of height.

She was definitely a BBW ... She had a well defined pear shape and was wearing nothing but a stark black bra and panties. A long mane of raven black hair with highlights hung low at her shoulders... but that wasn't what interested me  ...

                                         ... it was that ass.
                                             ...what an ass it was ...

    Massive, smooth and abnormally round sitting at one of the most defined small waists I'd ever seen. That black thong was barely visible ...

                                                          


I began to drool at the prospect of running my aching, throbbing cock up and down that phat, luscious mad lump of an ass.

                                        Claudia, I love you.

Suddenly, the prostitute turned and face me .... and to this day I really couldn't tell you much about what she looked like other than her amazing dimensions.

"Why are are you still dressed ?"

She didn't have to tell me twice ...  I was out of my clothing in two shakes .. with only socks and tie remaining.

"Just relax ... Boy, you really like me huh ?"

"Fuck yeah baby."

All I wanted to do was lick that ass all day and it showed because she took a few steps back upon gazing at my drooling gaping countenance.

"Sit down." She suddenly commanded.

I complied as soon as the words left her lips and  tried to sit on the edge of the bed. I ended up plopping down on the floor.

"Good boy."

She walked over and positioned herself over my eager face. I really wasn't into face sitting, but this was the most incredible ass i had ever seen.

                                                            


Yes boys and girls ... I eagerly lapped up the juices from suprisingly small and chubby pussy with wild abandon. She seemed happy to be servicing me  and ground her cunt right into my nose and mouth .
After about fifteen minutes she got off my wet face and reached for my cock.

"Please don't touch it !! ... I'll cum if you do !!! You're that fucking hot!!!  I begged.

"Well, what do you want me to do fucker?"

"I know this is gonna sound crazy, but I wanna rub my cock into the crack of that amazing ass of yours. I wanna fill it with all the cum in my balls !!"

"Is that right ?"
 
She giggled and crawled onto the bed, all the while looking at my with a "fuck the shit out of me" expression. she gingerly lay on her belly waiting ....


                                           

       "There's some lube on the bathroom sink."

"I was there and back in a millisecond. I emptied the contents all over her magnificent globes and deep into the crack of that ass. I rubbed lube all over her thick rump until it was glistening in the sun light creepijng through the drawn curtains.

 "Fuck my fat cheeks you little pussy."

Shaking I mounted her ass and pushed those tan cheeks together. Her ass was so big that my hands looked child sized mashing that butt together.  She raised her incredible lump into the air and I got a direct look at her cunt. 



                               


                      


I gave it a few more licks before  I pushed my cock deep into the crack of her ass until my shaft was adjacent to her hot bung hole.  She rested on the bed as I began fucking the shit out of her huge butt cheeks ... There was a loud slapping sound in the room as my pelvis slammed against her fat booty with the speed of a freight train.

"OOOHHHH !!!! ... That feels really good baby !! Fuck those cheeks !!!"

I folded my legs as I slid over her ass fucking the cheeks deeply and with extreme precision.

"You're pressing on my little brown eye and it feels good !!! " Her voice was muffled as she was face down in the pillows on the bed.

"Gimme that cum you little pussy !! Butter this muffin !!!"

                                    ... I didn't disappoint as I came ...

                                               ...  again and again  ....
The first shot sped right up the cleavage of that massive butt and pooled in the small of her back. I raised myself up a bit and showered her tan cheeks with what I'm sure was everything in my scrotum.

"It's so hot !!!"

The prostitute was shaking and jiggling her giant rump splashing man juice onto my belly and spreading it around on her beautiful butt.

"That was suprisingly good. I'm going to have to thank Claudia very well for this afternoon."

It was strange hearing that come out of her mouth. she suddenly pushed me aside and sauntered into the bathroom where she took a shower. I just washed my stomach and penis in the sink like a cro-magnon. I sat waiting on the bed so I  could get one final look at her amazing ass as she left and to hit her up for a phone number.

She walked out in a simple top and skirt which couldn't possibly have hid that big ass.

                                                    

"Uh, that was cool ...  uhm, could I like get your number ?" I begged.

"we're getting a little ahead of ourselves aren't we ? Come on,I'll get you back to the office."

She opened the motel door and I saw that she had a limo waiting. I was puzzled.

"We're both late for a meeting. I'm Mrs. Stetson."


Claudia was right.
                            She got the Stetson account  and I got to scratch that itch.

                                                              I also became known as the office whore.


 .... and I still had that itch.




                                                            

Crack Addict
9:05PM on April 28, 2008


... Ever had a panty job ?

...you know .. kinda like an upgraded dry hump ?

..It's wear you get your partner to drop their pants / dress .. they lay on their stomach on a bed, couch or chair while you grind and rub your cock into the crack of their ass until you get off.

I know a lot of you reading this post are like ... why not just stuff you cock into the offending orifice and be done with it ?
Answer: Because that shit is boring and lacks imagination. Plus a panty job can be steamy and hot leading to intense sexxual encounters later with that partner.

... Done right a panty job can be better thaqn you average run of the mill sex ....

For Instance ...

Back in the fall of 1998, I'd loaned some dough to a female non-friend. Let's just say that "Marsha" was a complete bitch. A short stubby italian girl with a chunky backside and a shock of afro sized matted hair, this freckled faced chick was making any friend with her Rosie O' Donel type attitude ...

so much so, that she had lost her job as a animal groomer and decided to take a sabatical ubntil she found her next job ..... Of course when the money ran out ... she had no one to turn to and appealed to my better nature ...

"Fuck no !!"

" Pleeeeeeeaaaaasssssseeee !!!!" She had begun to tear up at the thought of her pending eviction.

" Hey, in case you hadn't noticed ... We're not cool, we're not friends ... we're not shit to each other and besides .. you're a henious bitch !!"

" I know and I'm sorry about all the times I called you nigga ... I was just playing !! It's only two hundred dollars man ... Come on !!"

"Why me ?"

"You're really a nice guy ... I burnt all my bridges with my real friends ... [sobbing] .. my parents are telling me to sell my ass on the street man !!!"

" Sound's like sound advice to me."

"FUCK YOU NIGGA !!!"

... I just started grinning and walked away ... Marsha was standing in the middle of the street shaking and sobbing. She was right. I was a nice guy ... to nice people .. and I just kept flashing back to the time a cup of beer was tossed into my face when Marsha thought that I had goosed her. It was actually an aquaintance that was into her. We were at this show and he reached through the crowd and grabbed a handfull of her chunky ass. she spent the next four month scalling me everything out of the book.

"PUSSY !!"

...whatever...

"FAG!!"

                             ... I hardly looked back, but I could hear the sobs getting louder.

"PLEASE !!! ... I'll SUCK YOU OFF MAN !!!"

That little offer got to me .. The idea of this racist bitch choking on my penis was amusing and completely evil ... I was a chivarous guy on occasion, but I had no love for this cunt.

"Okay."

"What ?"

"I say okay"

"You'll loan me the money?"

" After ...you know."

Marsha scowled and stalked back off towards her apartment. I just watched her moping off as I silently giggled at her defeat.

She shocked me by looking back and motioning with her arm for me to follow her. I followed to see what would happen next because I never believed she would actually suck a black guy off, much less me of all people. I was kinda nervous as she fumbled for her keys. I didn't want anybody that knew me to see me going into her flat. I'd never hear the end of it, but it would make a good story to tell my other friends.

Inside Marsha's apartment was fucking filthy, discarded pizza boxes and taco bell wrappers littered the grungy carpet along with dvds of Will & Grace ...

... Marsha was a proud Fag Hag...

[Even gay men hated her and had on one occasion pummeled her for an insensitive comment regarding an associates's anal warts.]

"Where do you wanna uhm, do it?" 
                                                  It was an honest question.

"Does it even matter fuckface ?!!" 


                    ... She was pissed in her defeat. She was attempting to kneel and having some difficulty. She finally tripped and fell on her fat bottom with a huff. Ijust stared at her sitting their like a scoop of shit flavored ice cream.

                                                    I honestly didn't know if I could get it up.

"Come over here."

"Uh"

"Come on man ... Don't you want your cock sucked?"

"Til I get off right ?"

"Whatever nigga."

"Til I get off right ?"

I was trying to give Marsha and myself a back door out of an increasingly embarrassing situation ... Nodding her head, she got up on her knees and reached for my zipper. I stopped her.


" Forget about it. This shit is just stupid."

"Don't be a little faggot ... You just scared 'cause you got a little dick."

... She had my zipper down in less than a second and roughly pulling my penis into the streetlight filtering in through the curtains of her bedroom [Marsha also hadn't paid her electric bill.].

Suprisingly enough, my johnson became fully erect the minute her chubby little hand touched it. Marsha shoved her face down on my cock sucking with desparate abandon. Fuck, she really needed that money and she was giving me the first class treatment. Slobbing and spitting while she attempted to jerk me off with both chubby digits.

... Twenty five minutes later [I was checking my watch.] .. I still hadn't come Marsha was starting to get tired, but she was still on the case ....

... fifteen minutes more and it was starting to become aparent that I wasn't gonna cum. Marsha was taking break inbetween weakly licking the head of my penis.

Look .. this aint working .. I gotta go"

"You BASTARD !! .. You knew this was gonna happen .. Did you have a vasectomy or somethin fag?!!"

"Nope ... You can't get me off."

"Hey, you set me up cocksucker!!"

I was reaching into my pocket to give her the cash anyway when Marsha suddenly socked me in the thigh ... I yanked my pants up and started for the door. Marsha's loud waling stopped me in my tracks as I looked back at her.

"Okay man ... Here you go."

Marsha was busy pulling her too tight jeans down over her pasty, plump thighs ... she had numerous multi-colored stars tattooed on her thighs. She was wearing big streched out of wack pink panties .. I couldn't help but notice her prominent camel toe.

"Nah, I'm cool Marsha."


"Pleeeeaaaasssssseeee ... just fuck me then, man. I need that money fuckin bad."

"You dont-"

"Look, you brother's like this don't ya?"

She rolled over on her stomach ... Her undewear was pulled deep into the crack of mer massive ass.




                                      

I noticed two large wierd wicca like tattoos on the outer edged of her butt. Marsha was on her hands and knees now .. her ass pointed out at me ... inviting the most unholiest of unions. 

                           For some reason I had a raging boner and hated myself for it.

"Look at me shake it ... Like those video sluts you niggas like."

She was convincingly shaking that ass. 
                                                       Putting Pinky XXX ['porn star] to shame.

Massive jello jiggling in my face, I methodically knelt and began groping Marsha's big can. Mashing her butt cheeks together and pulling the paties deeper into the crack of her ass.

"Fuck me nigga."

I didn't want to have sex with Marsha because doing so would be a defeat of me on a personal level that even I couldn't fathom, but that ass ...

I placed the length of my turgid penis into the crack of her ass and sandwiched her butt cheeks around it ... It was warm and moist .. I could feel the smal curly hairs aroung my balls electrify. Marsha was still jiggling her ass. She was covered in sweat ..everywhere ... She was bouncing her butt on the length of my penis ...
... and it felt good.

... I pressed my cock deeper, harder into that juicy crack and started rubbing it into the flesh. I peeled her panties midway down that big ass and was shocked to see too cat eyes tattooed on the small of her back.
... fucking wierd ...

We were at it by this time, a good thirty minutes. I pushed her down on her flabby belly while I kicked off my jeans. Other that her grunting, she was silent. I mounted her with my legs spread eagle and started fucking her butt cheeks earnestly and intensely.






                                             

... Her panties had become intangled in my cock and my thrustiing overtures against her constant back humping was creating a terrific friction on my dick and balls ... my penis deep in the crack of her ass and the bottom of her voluminous cheeks massing my testicles.

... I looked over and noticed her black cat [Lucifer] starring at me from the arm of her ratty, bombed out lazy boy ... the cat was moving it's head from side to side in curiosity ... I looked down to see the cat eye tatoos jiggling up and down ..seemingly starring at me ... 

             I CAME !!! 
                                                                                                                     ... paticularly hard too.

... Marsha had semen all over her massive ass and backside..

                       ... some of it was covering the bottom of her black death metal shirt at well ... her panties had a thick web of cum on them as I extricated my still-hard penis from them.

Marsha suddnely shoved me on my ass by mule kicking me. she had her hand in my face in an instant.

"Where's my money asshole ?!!"

Girl had a point ... she had earned her money .. and then some.

I had barely taken the money out of my wallet when she snatched it out of my hand [taking some skin as well.] ..

I was trying to pull my pants up when Marsha just opened the door to her single and started shoving me with her foot towards the door ... I stepped out of her house into the courtyard for all her immigrant neighbors to see.

"FUCKIN LOOSER ASS NIGGA' FAGGOT MUTHAFUCKA" !!!!"

She slammed the door in my grinning face. I blew a kiss to the closed door, bowed to the starring neighbors and sauntered off to my home ...

... a new fetish had taken root .....

Confessions of a token nigger ....
7:37PM on April 07, 2008


              Ten years ago I happen to find myself at one of those uncomfortable pseudo liberal parties in the hills of Hollywood where people usually went to get not-so-quietly drunk, abuse prescription meds and talk about endless unfiltered politics ..
I was there but for the good graces of my clique, a ragtag group of pirate Nixon’s if i ever saw one ..

It was a view into a world I had little use for but could not pull away from .. I had somehow come to take up the "token Black guy" position in this group and the cost of my vicarious entertainment at this party was the endless sermonizing and apologizing for slavery .. the righteous indignation at the audacity of blacks wanting reparations for said slavery ..

As usual I just smiled and nodded at these displays of inept buffoonery and social awkwardness that emanated from "not Knowing" .. Hell, I even admit culpability by my very presence ... ...anyway this is rude.com and you're reading this for a juicy sex story ...
... The host of the party "Bill" had unknown to me ...promised to hook one of these arty farty types with a big black guy ... never mind that i was of medium height and build .. my bespectacled demeanor far from the Mandingo she was looking for .. Yep, there's a saying in hollywood ...

"They either wanna fuck of they wanna FUCK you " ..

.. . and this was unknown to me at the time .. my plight as it were.

Leslie had starred in a couple of C movie pics, was blond, frighteningly thin and had one of those fucked up page boy, Ellen De Generes hair cuts .. Yeah, totally my type .. NOT !! ..

I spent the evening alighting from one social group to the next ... most of the guests were talking about local indie music and bands ... a lot were talkin about the latest Wienerdog video [local performance artist] ...
Scat is really not my thing .. really ..
Leslie spent her evening spot chasing me from clique to clique ... you just gotta love Los angeles social politics .. go to a party to a party just to hang out with the friends you came with and if you’re lucky .. you snowball into some one else's group of friends... ..
I always tried to tell myself that this wasn't me .. that I was so much better than the social climbers around me ...
I was wrong ..

.. so, i guess I gotta get to the fuckin part ... Leslie was becoming increasingly frustrated to the point of heated distraction and had decided to lay it all on the line most bluntly ...

"What's a girl gotta do to get a little cock out of ya ?!!”

                    -what a lady-

I was unwilling to answer, perhaps due to the initial shock factor or perhaps that my answer would have elevated the threat level to red ...

"Do you want some white pussy or not bra ?"
"Uhm-I guess not."

.. At this point Leslie "accidentally spilt her drink on my windbreaker and stormed off .. I was relieved and very, very ..wet.

I fought my way through the crowd only to find the restroom full of people having that "Scarface moment" with a pile of coke ... .. Recreational drugs are only recreational if you can take the shit and avoid fucking with the clean people in the room ...
People usually take that shit and start getting pissed at the square which was usually me ... anyway, i found my way to Bill's personal restroom which was off limits to everybody but Bill .. fuck'em .. He had placed me in the fire with that dried up twat any way.

... I would quietly enjoy using his meticulously monogrammed towels and gleefully pissing all over his oak toilet seat [Bill actually sat down to piss, because he didn't want to damage the material.] ..
.. Those towels were fucking sweet and repressed twit that he is ... Bill even had fiber optics running through the towel rack that heated the material ...

... after cleaning my windbreaker to the best of my ability, I turned to find a woman seated on the toilet quietly pissing and nonchalantly starring at me ..

.. I'd seen her in clique number seven that some of my people actually knew, but i hadn't caught her name ..

"Hey .. How's it goin ?" "Were you sitting there the whole time?"
"Yup."
"Not saying anything .. cool with it ?"
"Yeah, so .. I'm not having a cow or nothin' ... 'sides, I saw that old chick dump her drink on you .. totally fucked up.
" "Excuse me, but you are using the bathroom aren't you?"
....she flushed ...
"I was." ..
I was still reeling from the fact that she was sitting there and then she stood up pulling her flowered granny panties up over surprisingly voluptuous thighs. She smiled and said her name was Diana. She was wearing what looked to be a catholic school girl's uniform, knee high socks and all .. ...

She looked like a white girl, but her voice branded her something else entirely .. kinda sounded a little street .. not in the forced show "bizzness" way you usually find at these parties. .

"Aren't you gonna use the john dude ?" I
didn't answer.
"Oh- Okay." She turned her back to me.
"You might wanna step out side Leslie."
"Fuck no .. I was here first. Besides, what do you think I’m gonna do anyway?"
"Its just that ... uh, screw it."

I took that nagging piss. Forgot to piss on Bill's seat though. Leslie explained that she had been squatting in the bathroom to get away from a particularly annoying roommate who was trying to get into her pants. I told her my story.

We talked and talked ... just about everything. Leslie was from south LA and was actually half russian and half latina. She always downplayed her mixed heritage because people made a big deal out of it and constantly questioned her ...

... I told her I was all nigger ...
She laughed ...
I was relieved ..
Usually people got upset when I said the N word in un-african american company.
It's okay to think it, but you just cant say it ...

" Wanna kick it ?"
"Huh?"

Leslie blinked her heavily shaded eyes and tapped me on the shoulder.
"You wanna go with me and vibe .. Just like .. Hang in a car and talk shit."

I nodded and followed Leslie out into the party. she had tied a sweater around her waist, but it did little to conceal her curvy bottom. I was nervous and a little anxious .. unfamiliar territory for me these days. We ended up chilling in some body's Honda civic and listening to the local college stations.

"Hey man, you feeling me ?"
"Yeah, I'm there." It was honest ... It was REAL ... ...

We just started going at it like fucking ANIMALS !!! ... not kissing ... JUST SUCKING ON EACHOTHER'S LIPS, TONGUES, CHEEKS AND CHINS ... my hand trying to grasp her breast through the vest and long sleeved shirt that covered it …
. fingers prying into the shirt, popping buttons and reaching into the under wire bra to find a solid breast .. the nipple standing at attention ... hard as a bullet ... her grasping talon of a hand cupping my balls and package though my black jeans .. ripping the zippier down ..
….seeking to find my throbbing cock !! .. ripping through my under shirt and boxers .. grasping in her jeweled fingers .. and pulling into the moonlight my many veined penis ...

Diana violently used her elbow to shove me back on the seat as she began to suck my pulsating member with the glee I've never seen before and haven’t since .. grasping my prick with both of her hands ... sticking her tongue into my urethra with abandon ... It was extremely wet and sticky .. I was reeling with lust and running my fingers through her raven locks finding a ornate hair pin .. Diana stopped abruptly and position herself between the front seats of whoever-the fucks-car that was ... she placed her palms on the dash board as I raised that plaid skirt with a crack head like frenzy ... Her large panties were adorned with small hearts ... really cute actually .. Instead of pulling the panties down and off ... I pulled them deep into the crack of her juicy pale bottom ..

It would have taken too much time to get them off in the small car ...

"Come on and stab me with it !!!"

I didn't disappoint. ...

I parted those perfect cheeks .. using my thumbs to separate he puffy vaginal lips and violently shoved my cock inside ... WE FUCKED ... WE FUCKEN FUCKED !! .. me, aching my back off the back seat .. her , throwing her ass into my pelvis .. THE SMACKING SOUND ALMOST DEAFINING !!! .. then I came ... I GUSHED A LITTER OF HOT DNA DEEP into the CRACK of HER BEAUTIFUL ASS !!! ... soiling all those little fucking hearts and the back her thighs .. my jeans were soiled as well. ...

... Diana quickly turned and gave me a short peck on the cheek ... -she bounded out of the car and back up to the house.- .... I ended up cleaning myself off to the best of my ability with some leaves from a nearby tree. Hell on the penis though .. -I made my way quietly back into the house and back to my clique. .. .... I was introduced to some dude named Steve...

                      ... and his girlfriend Diana. 




























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