Sunday, November 25, 2007

ExWeight
It’s the moment every girl dreads…running into an ex on a night out with the girls. It’s a night when you aren’t supposed to think about anything but having fun. Having fun was just what Mackenzie was doing when she saw him. ExWeight was looking good. He had on one of those cool t-shirts and a hot blazer that looked like it was made for him. They said their awkward hello and Mackenzie tried to focus on her night with the ladies. But every time she had the opportunity, she’d swing her dancing head in his direction to catch a peek. The good thing was, every time she snuck that peek, he was already peeping her. During their final conversation at the bar, ExWeight and Mackenzie decided to head out together and go back to his place. When she got back to his apartment they began to hook up. ExWeight went to the bathroom. Mackenzie needed the bathroom because it had dawned on her that she was on the final hours of her period and she desperately had to get rid of the tampon if she wanted to have sex. The manweight was so good that she wasn’t going to let the slight possibility of the end of her period stop her from getting what she wanted. She dashed from the bedroom to the kitchen and looked around for the garbage can. Duh…It had to be in the cabinet under the kitchen sink. There wasn’t any garbage can, but there was tampon in Mackenzie’s hand. ExWeight was now calling her from the bedroom where his weight was waiting. She tossed the tampon under the sink and slammed the cabinet! Desperate times call for desperate measures and manweight is no exception.
CockyWeight

Everyone has a good we-met-on-the-internet story these days. Alyssa has a couple…One in particular really stuck in her head. The IM conversation went from “how old are you” and “what school did you go to,” to how huge his cock was. This was a totally logical conversational jump that intrigued Alyssa. He claimed, promised, and swore up and down that it would be the biggest, thickest thing she’d ever seen, and in a good way. Every guy says that and usually when they do they are full of shit. This makes the big cock claim more of a dare. It’s like you need to see if he is lying or not. So Alyssa told him to meet her at her local bar The Town Tavern. She considered it a mission... "Mission Cock Tease". Alyssa had seen or had, if you will, many a big cock and considered herself a good judge of charockature (the character of cock). After a couple of drinks to loosen up, she took CockyWeight back to her laboratory for analysis. He whipped it out… “one huge, giant, slab of flacid meat.” She starred in awe, shock and fright. Even with all her studies and analysis, never had she seen such cockage. They began to hook up and he began to get harder and harder. Alyssa had to evaluate the situation quickly. There was no way she could fit it in her mouth, so she went straight to phase 2; sex. The tip was barely inside of her and “it was the most painful thing” she’d ever experienced. This was not going to happen. He was too cocky. Conclusion: Big isn’t always better or careful what you wish for.
DoubleWeight

Lacey planned to meet a guy she had been seeing (aka sleeping with) for a couple months for dinner. She also planned to meet a new guy she was talking to for drinks later that same night. Weight1 was her weight in the neighborhood, always good to have on reserve. They had a lovely dinner date and as usual, they went back to his place and started fooling around. Fooling around led to fucking around and before Lacey knew it, she was having sex. Drinks with Weight2 were the furthest thing from her mind until he was calling on her cell phone. Lacey quickly finished up, made an excuse why she had to leave and went off to meet Weight2. They talked, drank, and he walked her home. He asked her if he could come upstairs with her and even though she wasn’t really feeling him, something about his pleading puppy eyes turned her on and almost made her feel sorry for him. Lacey and Weight2 had a few more drinks at the edge of her bed in her studio apartment. Not having a couch really moves things to the bedroom quickly as all you need to do is lie back. They began making out and she did just that. The position of being on her back reminded Lacey it wasn’t 4 hours before that she was in the exact same position with Weight1! While her mind wandered so did Weight2’s head…yeah…right in between her legs! Now that’s a DoubleWeight.

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