This story is presented as a sequence of chat messages between a guy and a girl planning a kinky encounter at the community pool. No actual sex takes place during the story, the story hints at sex to come.
"Do these jeans make my ass look big?"
Well, maybe, but it was such a NICE ass, and she had noticed me admiring it. Then, one thing led to another and...
This story is dedicated to all you admirers of large, curvy women... and to all you large, curvy women who deserve admiration.
Horny typewriters slavering and drooling when their human pets hump one another? An absurd premise for an absurd story. This one was written for a contest, and, of course, it didn't win. Didn't even place or show. The story is cutesy, overly literary, and affected... and it's not even very good. Don't bother reading this one unless you're a fan of mine and you absolutely have to read every story I've ever written.
Valentines Day Contest 2015
Will and Betsy were both working on the presidential campaign of Senator Janice Rener. Will was the National Issues Director and Betsy was the Press Secretary. They began to get to know one another shortly before the Iowa caucuses during a snow storm. Although they were very attracted to one another, they decided to keep their relationship platonic because of the campaign. It is now Valentines Day, two days before the North Carolina primary. I wonder what might happen.