"Fuck yes, Steven. Now. Fuck me now!" the last sentence was screamed, rather than whispered, and I finally realised she was in a hurry.
She landed with a splat, directly in front of the fence. A sizable splat. She was a sizable girl. I dropped the newspaper I'd just collected from the letterbox, opened the gate, and helped her up. She wasn't happy.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I fucking hate running. Oh, God, sorry."
"No worry. You alright?"
"Oh, yeah, I think so. I just slipped in the fucking mud there."
"Yeah, I can see."
She looked down where I was pointing. She had fallen and slid right through the mud until her head hit the base of my picket fence. She was covered, from the top of her blonde head, down over her sizable breasts, and further. Her shirt was covered, and her shorts, which had been pulled down a little, were a slippery brown, and the colour continued all the way down her normally pale legs, and her newly co-ordinated shoes. "Oh, fuck!" She tried to shake the mud from her shirt, and succeeded only in showing how mobile her breasts were. Giving up on that, she hoisted her shorts back up, at the back, over her ample buttocks first, and then at the front, covering her panties properly. "God, what a mess."
"Oh, it's not so bad," I told her, trying my best to look sympathetic. "Look, come and sit on my porch for a minute, and get your breath back."
"Oh, listen, I don't want to be any bloody bother. I've already tried to attack your fucking fence."
"Nonsense, I insist. Look, you're the first jogger I've rescued in ages. And the fence will recover. It's coped all this time without me painting it. It's not your fault it rained last night."
"Oh, well, are you sure? You weren't going anywhere?"
"I'm sure. Steven."
"Oh, sorry. It's Andy. Anthea, but don't you dare."
"Hi Andy. Come on, and sit down. It's nice here in the sun. What about coffee?"
"Coffee? God, I might have to hit your fence again another day. You sure?"
"Sit down. Back in a minute, Andy. Oh, how do you have it?"
"Oh, I need some sugar. I shouldn't. That's what the bloody running is about. Getting rid of some fat. But shit, I need some, I think."
"Sugar's good for shock. Two?"
"And you're not fat."
"I fucking am so!"
"I don't think so."
"Oh, God, I've got a gutter mouth too. Sorry. And thanks."
"Given your current state, Andy, I guess that would qualify as talking dirty?"
"Oh, stop it!"
"Sorry. Listen, you can use any bad words you like. I don't mind."
"Oh. You are being far too nice to me, you know."
"Not at all. Wait there." I stepped inside and made some coffee for both of us.
By the time I got back outside, Andy was leaning back in the sun, and the mud was drying on her. As she straightened up, dried bits of mud fell from her face, and a small cloud of dust hovered in front of her for a moment, before falling to the ground.
She looked up at me, and took one of the cups, with a grateful nod. "Thanks Steve. You've no idea how nice this is."
"Nice for me too, Anthea."
"Don't call me that!"
"I won't, so long as you call me Steven."
"Oh, sorry Steven." She looked at me then, and saw my smile. "Bastard!"
"You know, every time you speak, some more mud cracks off your face."
"Oh, I must look a frigging sight."
"Well, you look a little frightful, I'll admit, but it's just mud. It'll come off. I hope you look nicer underneath."
"You are a bastard! God, I don't mind telling you, I hate fucking running."
"You said. Why do it then?"
"You're not obese."
"I am. If I'm not obese, what am I?"
"I am not!"
"You are. Chubby is nice. You're not fat, or obese, I'm telling you."
"Are you a bit kinky, Steven?"
"You like fat girls?"
"Oh... No one ever asked me that before. I've never really thought about it. I'm not exactly skinny myself."
"You're not fat..."
"If I'm not, then you're not."
"I've always wanted to look like that."
"It wouldn't look right, Andy."
"No, not like that, I mean, girl shaped, but thinner."
"Are you having health problems now?"
"Me? No, why?"
"Then why go to all this effort to change the way you look?"
"Well, I ... Can I come around here more often?"
"Much as you like, Andy."
"I was kidding."
"Oh. Thank you Steven."
"Listen, have I at least half convinced you I'm not a homicidal maniac?"
"Then come and have a shower."
"Come inside, and have a shower. I can wash and dry your clothes for you."
"Oh, I couldn't do that."
"Couldn't because I'm dangerous, or couldn't because you are too polite?"
"Oh, well you seem safe enough."
"Oh, alright Steven. Thank you so much."
"No problem Andy. Listen, shake some of that off, and I'll get a towel for you, okay?"
"God, you should have a good Samaritan sign on your gate."
"Just as well I haven't. You would have hit it with your head!"
"Too fuckin' true!"
By the time Andy shook off the worst of the dried mud, I'd found her a towel, and a robe. I wasn't sure if the robe would fit, but it was worth a shot. She came inside, and found me, and I wondered how to work this.
"Listen Andy, I don't want you to get the wrong idea, but somehow I need your clothes."
"Yeah. Steven, are you shy?"
"What if I wrap myself in the towel, and give you them?"
"No good. You'll get dirt on the towel."
"Yeah. How about I just throw them out the door?"
"That works. Here, let me show you where to go. No, let me carry these. You'll get them dirty."
I left her in the bathroom, after explaining how to adjust the temperamental shower, and returned to the kitchen with the cups. When I got back to the hallway, her muddy clothes were sitting on the floor, obviously flung out the doorway in a rush. I picked them up, and headed for the laundry. When I got back to the hallway again, I could hear screaming from the bathroom.
"Andy, you alright?"
"The water's gone all funny! Ow!"
"Oh, yeah, you need... shit, I forgot to tell you."
"Ooh, ow. Can I fix it?"
"I'd need to... no, shit."
"Could you fix it if you came in here, Steven?"
"Yeah, but I told you it's not like that."
"I don't mind. I'm standing out of the water. Come on."
"Yeah, come on."
"I won't look."
"I'll be disappointed."
I opened the door, and stepped into the steam-filled room. Andy was standing at the end of the bath, away from the water streaming down over the other end. She looked very different, mostly clean, and rather pale. I was right though. She wasn't fat. Not really. She was round, no doubt about it, and she had a sizeable ass, but she looked nice, to me. "Listen, you have to wiggle..." Then I started laughing.
"What's so funny, Steven?"
"I just realised. It's not the shower taps. Not this time. It's my fault."
"I started the washer, to clean your clothes."
"Oh, could you go turn it off for a minute?"
"Yeah, sorry Andy. Hey?"
"Listen, I know I shouldn't have looked, but I was right. You're not fat."
"Not. Back in a minute."
I rushed out to the laundry, jabbed the pause button on the machine, and ran back, stopping outside the door.
"Try that, Andy!"
"It's still not right, Steven."
"Arrrgh, can I come back in?"
When I opened the door this time, the view was a little different. Anthea was standing under the water, facing me, her hands in her hair. She made no attempt to hide. "Oh, that seems to be working, Andy."
"It is. Listen, I have no experience with this sort of thing, but are you... with somebody?"
"Me? No, why?"
"Well, any chance you can scrub my back?"
"I'd love to."
"Well, get those off, and get in here."
"I don't show off my boobs, to say nothing of my thighs, to just anyone, you know. Hurry up."
I tore my clothes off and leapt under the water, and Andy turned, and presented her back to me. "Soap, Steven. By the way, I looked too."
I took the soap from the tray, and started lathering up her back. "You looked?"
"You never said I couldn't."
"No. More soap?"
"Nah, let me turn around."
She twisted then, and pulled me to her. She wasn't tall. Her head tucked under my chin, and we caressed each other slowly under the hot water, dancing around slowly in order to share the water. She felt my erection against her skin, and just pressed herself closer. We didn't say a single word for ten minutes or so, just slowly moving together under the water. Then she slowly tipped her head up, and pulled my head down, so she could get her mouth near my ear.
"I said 'fuck'."
"Oh. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, silly. It's an invitation."
"Was that a yes?"
"Oh, yeah, but listen, how about not here. Not the first time. The bed."
"Get out then, Andy."
"Why not, Steven?"
"I don't have a towel. You can let me have yours after you use it."
"You really are a gentleman, aren't you?"
"Not for me to say. I try."
"Thanks. Get out."
"Okay, okay. No need to push."
"That was a stroke, not a push."
"Oh, well then. Fuck."
"I hope so."
She climbed out of the shower then, and dried herself quickly. No traces of shyness remained, and she wiggled and jiggled in front of me shamelessly. I loved it.
"Here, Steven. One slightly used towel."
"Thanks. You want that robe?"
"Nah, what's the point?"
"I think I like you."
"I know I like you!"
I leapt out of the shower, and dried myself as fast as I could, then leaned over and turned the taps off before taking Andy back into my arms, and slowly walking backwards out of the bathroom. Andy was giggling, and trying to talk to me. I kept covering her mouth with mine, and she couldn't speak.
When we reached the bedroom, I turned around, and gently lowered Andy to the bed, her feet still on the floor. I knelt on the carpet, and slowly kissed my way up her legs from the knees, switching legs randomly as I went. Eventually, I got to the mound between her legs, covered by a small, tidy thatch of pale hair. I kept right on kissing, and Andy spread her legs in invitation. I could hear her asking how I knew, but I ignored her, and the kisses continued.
My lips were on hers, her damp labia flinching delightfully from my caresses, and I continued, spreading her a little with my hands, and slowly working my way up to her rather obvious clitoris. The hard little nubbin was waiting for me, erect and sensitive, and I realised that my lips might be a little rough here, so I investigated with my tongue first, circling slowly and wetly before sliding right over the top, to a chorus of moans.
I carefully dipped my finger inside her as my tongue continued to torment her, and then another, and yet a third, and I was stunned by how slippery she was, and the way that her whole body reacted to my caresses. I continued, listening for and feeling the reactions, building slowly until I realised she couldn't hold back much longer, and then I put my lips around her swollen clit, sucked the whole assembly into my mouth, and continued to play with it with my tongue.
I could feel her body shaking now, her breaths coming shallowly, her muscles tensing around my thrusting fingers, and I sped up, tickling her clit as fast as I could with my tongue, sucking her deeper into my mouth, and pumping my fingers deep inside her slipperiness.
I was rewarded with a groan, and then tense silence for a moment, and then Andy exploded, her legs clamped on my fingers, and she tried to escape my tongue as her whole body shook, and she screamed. I kept my tongue back, but persisted with my lips, her body bucking beneath me, her skin covered in sweat, as she came, long and hard, panting and groaning.
I kept my fingers moving slightly inside her as she calmed down, her muscles contracting again and again, clamping me in place. I carefully removed my mouth from her delightfully tender parts, lifted my head, and smiled at her.
"Steven, you fucking bastard!"
"What did I do now?"
"You fucking know exactly what you did. God, my cunt has gone to heaven and back."
"Listen, you fucker. First off, you have any idea how many times I've run past your house, never realising what you had in here?"
"Sorry about that. I should have a sign for that as well?"
"No, you get some kind of perverse fucking pleasure out of it."
"I thought you promised me a fuck?"
"No, actually, you offered, and I accepted."
"Same thing." Andy pulled herself further up the bed, so her feet were no longer hanging off the end. "What are you waiting for?"
I didn't bother answering. I stood up, my painful erection obvious now, and climbed up on the bed. Andy spread her knees, and I knelt between them, grinning at her, and lowered my face to her breasts. Her nipples were large, and hard, and she sighed, as I took one of them into my mouth. I played with it for a while, the same way I had with her clit, before removing my mouth to repeat the performance with the other one, only to find that Andy was taking care of it herself, her fingertips teasing it none too gently.
I moved up her body a little, so that our faces were near each other, and our lips connected, our tongues dancing in the hot wet space formed, delicate strokes saying a lot that we couldn't. Without any conscious thought, our bodies were pressing against each other, Andy's hands off her nipples now, and gripping me behind my shoulder blades, her legs wrapped around behind my ass.
Andy tried to speak then, and I ignored her until she tried again. I reluctantly released my mouth then, instantly missing her tongue.
"What was that?"
"Fuck me!" she whispered urgently, thrusting her body again, in case I didn't understand.
"Fuck yes, Steven. Now. Fuck me now!" the last sentence was screamed, rather than whispered, and I finally realised she was in a hurry.
I lifted my upper body up on my arms, looked down at her dreamy kiss-ravaged face, and lowered my erection on to her skin. A little adjustment, and I slid tightly inside, our eyes keeping contact as my cock stroked her intimately.
I stopped for a moment then, deep inside her, her muscles rippling around me, her delicate thrusts picking up momentum.
"Now, Steven. Right fucking now!"
I started to move. Long, slow thrusts, almost removing myself from her before pushing deep inside again, pushing her apart and filling her again and again. As the wetness, and the heat, the desperation, and the friction increased, so did the speed, and eventually I was pistoning inside her, each of my thrusts matched by one of hers, our bodies pumping intimately together, our eyes still locked, and our groins.
I could feel that tickle that meant that I couldn't last much longer, accompanied by a look in Andy's eyes that I guessed meant the same thing, and suddenly it all seemed awfully urgent, and I couldn't wait. As I thrust again, deep inside her, Andy let out a low, long growl; an animal noise; a wild thing, and that pushed me over the edge.
As I groaned, I pumped, and I could feel my cock contracting and releasing. Strings of semen slammed deep inside Andy, and she responded by groaning herself; her eyes closed, with tears streaming from them, and she came again, her body twitching uncontrollably this time, her cunt clamping and releasing me as she writhed beneath me, out of control now, her hips doing her thinking for her, thrusting toward me desperately.
We calmed down slowly, and I collapsed on top of her, my cock sliding from her as she cradled my head on her large breasts, and tried to slow her breathing. Eventually, we got back to something like normal, and she spoke again.
"Could I give up the running?"
"Well, I need to get the exercise somehow, and I don't want to fall over at your gate."
"No, guess you don't."
"No... so... well.. if I just pop around here, and have a coffee..."
"Well... would you... umm... wanna fuck?"
Well,the ending had the double-entendre of the title ;) I need an Andy in my life, with or without the mud :)
That was fun. Small, but perfectly formed.
Once again responding to your request for comments. Technically your writing is very well done. Readability is very good. Good introduction to the story.
GBF: That sounds... Ominous. :-)
i thought it was wonderful. She was so brazen. It was hot
How about Gentle But Funny.
I'm getting thumb-ache from your fucking stories!
I still think it's a great story!
I'm late again but that was cute.
You just keep confirming it - you're talented! Made me hot and tingly.
GBF: And? :-)
I think that you are brilliant!
GBF: Hang about, I'll talk to you later! :-) Thanks.
I enjoyed it a lot,but im not keen on my woman being called Andy lol it puts me off eg (Strings of semen slammed deep inside Andy) sounds like he is fucking a guy.
GBF: You need to expand your horizons a little. She was all woman! :-)
That was a great story...The only thing is...as everyone else thinks...everything happened to fast...Great otherwise...So I give you um...9
GBF: Oh, dear. :-)
This is lovely! Thanks. Confirms my hetero lusts although this is so convincing, I kept feeling like Andy too. I love large women myself and hard cocks as well. Would love to share some of my adventures. You write very well (and I'm something of an a
GBF: You seem a complex individual. Thanks though.
Another 10.I read Old Fart's review and had to read the story.Glad I did!I wish that would happen to me.
GBF: You are not alone!
I've read a number of your stories, and liked all of them, but this one's particularly great. I especially like the dialogue.
GBF: Thanks. That means a lot coming from you!
What a well-written, happy, "nice" story --wuth sex and a happy ending.
BTW....I did really enjoy that story "splat" And I don't know whats up with all the comments/feedback about bad language, potty mouth...I love the word FUCK and soo enjoy seeing it in the stories I read!
GBF: Well, thanks. I'm with you!
ANOTHER GREAT STORY GENTLE, keep em coming.
wonderfull splat..right to the groin..Good story
ost excellent story. Easily believed well written and held my attention with no dead spots. On to the next.
GBF: I'd respond, if I could just decipher your spam-proof email...
I read this story on my first visit here but didnt comment. I should have. It's wonderful. If i could give this an eleven (or more) i would. Lets hear it for fat women who arent afraid to say and ask for what they want and to the men who please them!! (
GBF: Let's hope your enthusiasm catches on!
so far I loved all the stories I read.... Thanks
GBF: I rather like all your feedback, too!
great story and timing slow but good
I was just reading "Splat!" (Which I also LOVED! Hooray for sexy non-perfect bodies!!)
GBF: Thanks. I think most of us possess one of these.
Brilliant! Enjoyed reading it for the ... fifth time!!
GBF: Stalker alert! :-)
wonderful little story.
that was the most random meeting of two completely opposite people ever. if only life was like that in reality there would be a lot less single women out there....
GBF: That was, of course, why it was in a story! :-)
I love the humor and the akwardness you present in your stories, it makes them all the more real. Alot of the things your characters say, are the things that I think but don't say. You do a great job!
GBF: Thanks a lot. Why don't you say them?
I personally didn't get aroused by the story, the strings of semen were a bit too graphic!!!
GBF: Ah poop! Sorry to disappoint.
Splat is fun!! Thank you!
GBF: And you.
i really liked this one!
GBF: I just like exclamation marks! :-)
Hmmm, not much to say, it was good. Thats mostly all I got out of it.
GBF: That's all that was intended!
gee if it were oh so easy ... great dialogue..
GBF: It's the dialogue that makes it easy!
Read your story Splat! today, and enjoyed reading it a lot. Silly story, had me grinning by the end. Thanks for writing it.
GBF: It took the whole story to get you to grin? I must be losing my touch!
Very good (read hot)!
GBF: Hot is good!
I can certainly relate to "Splat" because I jog to keep my curves under control. It made me think of all the calories I could burn so much more pleasantly! Frequent, prolonged orgasms may be the next weight loss craze. (Maybe I could get a patent on that?
GBF: Do you fall over though? :-)
I sure would like that to happen to me.....:o) And so wonderfully written.....Nice going Gentle
GBF: Well, go for a run! Thanks.
great story, i am a runner and I would love someone to do me that way. she sounds great. I love to do her.
GBF: I'll let Andy know!
Very sexy story with good plot and good dialog. Wish I was Steven! Andy appears like the girl I always wanted to meat!
GBF: Thanks. Did you spell it that way on purpose???
Delicious, no emaciated women for me. Breasts should be a handful and then some. I also like somehat bigger posteriors. Here is to the female form, the long and the short and the tall.
Very nice. What a nice erotic story. Almost, but not quite, to erotic to prevent me from reading another story of yours.
GBF: Oh, what a nice comment. Pity you didn't leave your nice email address, or I could say thanks properly! Not quite? :-)
Great funny story and incredibly hot. If only sex were this easy and good ... and the perfect line too, "Nothing, silly. It's an invitation." Wow!
GBF: Great feedback too. Thank you.
Now, this one is more like it! Nice build-up, nice finish. For a short story, despite the quick jump from first encounter to sex and talking relationship, it doesn't FEEL fast. Okay, it ain't Hemmingway, but it is very decent for web content, especia
GBF: Thanks. That more than makes up for the other one! :-)
it's damn good really flowing story isn't it! I love it
GBF: You're asking me?
This is a delightful story. I greatly enjoyed the playful banter between the two. My only complaint, and it is not a big one, is that it all happens too fast. My personal preference is for such events to take some time to gradually build. Coffee first
GBF: Thanks. You made mine too. And sorry for rushing you.
WOW!....i really enjoyed this one, it kinda remimded me of me! I also would love to know more about the fantastic art work, the one on the site home page. I love it!
GBF: Thanks. It's people like you that make this so much fun.
Great fun story. I really enjoyed it.
Funny and entertaining
Really fun and funny. Sex should be fun, not all serious.
GBF: Serious fun, maybe?
Sorry Gentle but I have to give you a 7 for this one. I realize you were trying to mix humour with sex in the lives of these 2 people but it just did't do too much for me. Probably because Andy was so "outgoing". In my mind women like Andy don't really e
GBF: Oh, you poor bastard. Of course they exist. Would someone like Andy please write to me, and tell me? Oh, and Hank? You already reviewed this once, and gave me a nine! Did you forget?
awesome! luved it.
I think it's great and funny. I have had a few adventures like this. Not enough and I am not a stud muffin any more. Sex should be fun like this. Where are your other stories?
GBF: Okay, thanks, but... You sent me an anonymous email, asking me a question! :-) The answer is.... Here!
This is my idea of a romontic story. Right up my alley.
I love it! One of the best stories I've read of late.
fun reading :-)
Two words for you..... Oh Fuck!
GBF: Fucking good feedback, that.
Another good one Gentile Give you a 9. The Dialog between 2 strangers was a little weak
GBF: You're a tough customer, you know that? :-)
Exceedingly good Gentle.........the dialog is fun, but the description of the coupling is superb. You capture the getting to know one another and the sex is dynamite.
GBF: Pleased to hear it.
wow I love the attitude. and the humor and the sexy bits [which would be most of it! LOL]
I'm going out right now and pouring water by my fence!
GBF: What's the address? :-)
Good God! That was an incredible build-up and an incredible female character. I knew soon on what the story was leading to but Andy's maneuvering herself to a real fuck was something to watch. Only wish I had know someone like her. Really straight for
GBF: Glad you liked it.
Loved this one - great to have real people being written about
Oh, that was flippin' brill! Laughter and hot sex, all in one -- I love it!
GBF: Oh, why are the best ones always anon? :-)
Fun! Slightly too much dirty talking, but still feels romantics to me
I absolutely love this story, it is funny AND sexy AND unusual - no hyper-perfect bodies or anything like that. Like Rob Hood, I will definitely tell my friends about this story!
GBF: Well, what more can I ask for? Oh, except, read the others!
I love it! It's hilarious and sexy and fun. Keep it up.
GBF: Funny is a lot of work you know. :-) Thanks.
A very good read! I'll be recommending it to ny friends!
GBF: Thanks. Do that! My God, a reader with friends!
I am pleased that you have a non-Barbie heroine. I have dated women of all sizes and their weight was the least important thing about them. I felt the decision section was too short and not developed as well as the beginning.
GBF: Pleased you liked the heroine. Sorry about the decision. Thanks for the rating.
I liked it ... exciting and all, but she had a bit too much of a potty-mouth......
GBF: Yeah, about half the readers say that... The other half get off on it, so how can I win.
Funny! Also sexy. Got to delete a point for the language, but still... fun and sexy.
GBF: Thanks. Strange thing is, just as many will have ADDED a point. Ah well.
I've read about ten of your stories now and this is still my favorite. I love that the woman is chunky since I'm that way myself and it makes it all that much easier to imagine it's me that all the nice things are happening to... Besides that, all the s
GBF: Thanks. I love that you love it!
Splat is a nice quick story. The dialog works very well, and the characters behaive like real people. The sex is well-described and fun!!
GBF: I just thought up people I'd like to be friends with, that's all.
Great story...keep them cuming!
GBF: I hope to.
Hi Yes very nice story. Let read use his or her visuals. All most wish I was there.
Good story. The dialog was very brief, so at times it was a bit difficult to follow who was talking. Overall a good sexy story.
GBF: Yeah, it was a trade-off between pace and clarity. I found the best balance I could, but some people have trouble with it. Sorry about that.
One of the best erotic stories I have ever read. (I have read a lot of asstr stories.) I hope you are able to repeat your success in other stories!!
GBF: Well, there are more than 50 there now. You tell me! And thanks.
Ah....you have my heart kind writer....since I am one of those round chubby females....how romantic a story...how sexy....how so I wish I were Andy...perhaps I can be...thank you again..
GBF: And thank you
As a BBW I vote a 10, good character development, likeable characters and believable story line. I have enjoyed your other writing, keep up the good work :)
Excellent ! ! However (lol) you should have named the story "Fuck !" VERY refreshing to read a story where everyone is not perfect.........he with a 10 inch dick...and she with 44 DDDD's. Normal people R us....yep. You are obviously a talented
GBF: Well, gee, thanks.
You have been peeking into my mind!!!! My own version of that was in the late 70's and 80's and to this day I miss her terribly.. Thank you very very much!!! P. S. Perhaps this story could have a sequel...
GBF: Sequel? You'd better tell me what happens then!
Cute. I like the very clear definition of personalities. Most of the stories I have read are written by men, and I would guess the same would hold true of women authors writing about men. Your story, however, rings true on both sides. Good j
GBF: Oh, thank you very much. I'm stunned.
This was a GREAT story! I love the sexy banter between the characters along with the sassy/sarcastic tone of the story.
GBF: Pleased you enjoyed it.
Very enjoyable and definitely needs some more chapters. We need to know more about these nice people. She reminds me of the girl in "Love Actually..."
GBF: That's a hell of a compliment. Thanks a lot.
Words fail me. Would you accept wordless groans and occasional grunts? This is SEXY! I mean, your command of language is beyond praise, but this is beyond language.
GBF: Thanks. If only you were a book publisher!
Delightful. Warm and human.
GREAT story! I'm a fan of BBWs myself, so I'm always glad to read the stories of others. Her nasty talk was wonderful too. Goes a long way toward keepin' the dick hard. Most of the big gals I've been with were nasty like that. I just love it!
GBF: Oh, she's not nasty. Just got a loose tongue. She's a nice girl!
Great story... wonderful... best story boner is a looong time. Thanks.
GBF: I assume you mean 'in'?
How about a rating and a comment? 10! This is fucking fantastic! Really, really hot!
GBF: And this is my best feedback of late. Thanks.
I liked the story; it was very good. Interesting characters go a long way, especially in short stories like this one. Ir was a fun story.
Very good. I read it and voted over at SoL, decided I'd put up my comments here since they ammount to the first sentance.
A truly delightful bit of fun and sexy, too. Thanks. I enjoyed the carefree air, the respectful attitude toward each other and the sex was very good.
Could us e a bit more physical description and character development; who and ahat are these people. Good concept--good story
GBF: Well, it was intended to be snappy, and leave your imagination some space...
Great story!! It makes me think of putting up a picket fence.....
GBF: Well, hey, let them slide right on in, without any fence!
I liked this one a lot. Great dialogue between two likable characters! You did a nice job pacing the story, too.
GBF: Well, thanks.
It is a funny story, thanks for writing it.
Nice story... I really enjoyed it! I'll agree with the whole language thing (although you mentioned that it was requested), but yeah... very enjoyable, nonetheless. Hear hear for the plus-sized women!
Short and sweet, I liked it! A little more discription of Andy's body would have been nice, I like large too. Thank You.
GBF: You know that girl you always wanted to ask out, but never quite got up the nerve? The one with the big bum, and the big smile? She looks like that.
Veerrryy funny. Exceptional dialogue and great sex. You seem to have mastered this style.
Well done and very humorous. I liked the love scenes as well. Thanks
Well, if the clever bits are Auryn's...thank you Auryn...I think the entire story is a very clever bit...hugely entertaining, sweet, luscious (just like Andy), funny, real, and the sexy bits are quite nice, too...pick any three! Thanks, again.
Wish girls like that fell down at my feet!
GBF: Don't they?
Wonderful sense of humor. Nice and light-hearted. Like a lime sherbet on a warm day. Thank you.
GBF: Oh, you must be a poet!
Damn that's hot. Argh. That was amazing. Bastard.
GBF: It was your editing that made it special.