Size matters Stories

The giant slept on her futon mattress, his feet hanging off the end onto the bamboo floor. He’d slept all through the night while Zarafa perched on a shipping crate, studying his face and body in the moonlight for hours. He had not used the blanket to cover himself. Obviously, he felt no shame about his nudity; but then, why would he? Zarafa had never seen a more beautiful male physique; it was as if some mad scientist—a...

Zarafa Rio sprawled on her belly on a futon, her Titian red hair spilling off the top of the mattress onto a woven grass tatami mat. Sunset bathed the room in a carmine glow that rouged her skin like petals of a dusky rose. A few thousand yards from her one-room bamboo-and-thatch hut, the surf crashed against white sand that powdered the islet of Aitanu like sugar on a donut. Outside the glassless window, orange-throated...

The following day was Saturday; Karen could sleep late. While she dozed, half-awake, she dreamed about Brandee’s boyfriend Tayshaun. He and Karen were walking on a beach, which she suddenly realized was a nude beach. She couldn't stop obsessively glancing down at that massive cock, swinging back and forth. Everyone on the beach was white except Tayshaun and they were all looking at him. Ashamed at her own nakedness, Karen...

They say that words can be powerful, and I must agree. From my girlfriends passing comment while watching a movie. To where it led us certainly proves just how powerful. It was several years ago when those words were spoken. The beginning, but first a little about us. I’m Matt and my girlfriend (now wife) is Rani. At the time we had been together for about four years. I was 44 and she was 23. I am in most ways quite avera...