Author: leslietravislee

Fried Chicken Girl [BBW] [Oral]

She was huge: six foot tall, short hair, a roll of fat bulged over her shoulder and there were so many folds on her torso she looked like a naked Zoidberg. It was in a Popeye’s that they met. She actually approached him. Although, she was morbidly obese, her personality did not reflect her dumpy body.

“Hi there! Never seen you here before. You new?” she said to Calvin.

“Just stopping by for some jambalaya and spicy fried chicken. This is the only Popeye’s in the county,” said Calvin.

“I know, I’m here all the time,” she said.
Calvin looked at the workers’ face and can tell that they didn’t like her there. They looked at her with disgust.

“Would you want to share a bucket of chicken with me?” asked Calvin. Read more »

[FM] [MF] [ANAL] [ORAL] [PEGGING] Unashamed Glutton: Foretaste

All the ingredients laid out on top of his quartz counter top. Like a rainbow, there were red peppers, green onions, purple shallots, yellow peppers and garlic. The rainbow was laid out on one side of the counter top while a heavy wooden cutting board took up the rest of the space. The pepper were julienned, the garlic smashed, the green onion finely chopped along with the purple shallots. Midway through, he stopped, something was missing he thought. Lemon grass. He opened the freezer and pulled out a long stalk. He chopped it into four equal pieces and dropped them into a wooden mortar and bruised it a wooden pestle.

Now, for the hero of the night’s dish: a heart. The veins retained much of the blood that it pumped three days ago. Read more »