Date: Sun, 7 Jan 2007 06:46:54 -0800 (PST) From: TJ Johnson Subject: Farria It was hard times for Dre. His business had failed and he had fallen into bankruptcy. His wife left him after he was caught cheating with another male... a male dressed up as a woman. He was financially in the dumps and had to go move in with his little brother Ray. Ray had recently moved out of college and never really seen the rough side of life. He got his masters degree in business and was working his way up the corporate ladder. He took his brother in because he loved his brother very much and knew the market as well as life can be hard on a fellow. Especially on African American males. Ray was doing well. He had his own apartment and a well paying job as well as a girlfriend that Dre had met on a couple of occasions. Despite being his brother's girl, her good looks had not gone unnoticed. Her name was Farria and she was a gorgeous plus sized diva who could lure in any male even if they weren't attracted to more curvy women. She was oddly tall for a black girl, at 5'10 but many girls were tall these days. She was a sharp contrast to Ray, being a caramel skin toned "raised in the ghetto" woman that never graduated high school. Despite her good looks Dre didn't believe Farria was good news for Ray. He always had a sixth sense about people but kept his mouth shut because it was good to see Ray happy, something Dre hadn't been for years. She was very street and dressed extremely provocative- her wardrobe looked like a hookers. She also had classy clothes but that didn't impede Dre's suspicions. He also wasn't naïve he knew the looks she gave him. Dre was a cute slim guy at 5'7 145 so he had his fair share of girls and the looks she gave him were pretty lustful for a woman that was with his brother for a couple of years. He liked her too. They would flirt. She was sexy and she knew it, from her big boobs to her shapely hips to her fat protruding butt cheeks she was a ghetto goddess. She was interested in him, but she never made a move... he did not either. He was a very relaxed and tame man, he knew his boundaries. He also became more suspicious because of her flirting. He then began to notice things. After years of knowing her, Ray nor Farria ever told Dre where she worked. Whatever she did she made money. Lots of it. Though Ray bought her jewelry, designer clothes, and was almost done paying the bank for a brand new convertible for her, she bought many things herself. Dre had never seen her work a day. He wasn't around often. Dre got a steady job and would leave during the day and return late. It paid well, but he decided to stay with Ray til he at least got out of debt. Then he began to notice that Farria would leave on weekend nights and not return until the morning wearing very provocative clothes. Ray told Dre she was going clubbing, but Dre knew the clubs didn't open til 11pm while she left as soon as night fell around eight. He also noticed that at night he would hear his brother scream during sex instead of her... it really got Dre in thought. He didn't think too much of it as later it became just the norm. Dre exchanged shifts with a co worker and decided to work during the weekend to cover for his friend who had go out that weekend with his family. He slept in and when he woke up heard Farria's infectious giggle as she spoke to an unfamiliar voice. He thought nothing of it and went back to sleep. He awoke only 30 minutes later and when he did his routine look out the window on the city he saw Farria in the arms of a another ghetto black thug making out. Infuriated he met up with her when she returned. After confronting her, she laughed at him letting him know that Ray was wrapped around her finger and she would not believe a lying cheating leech like Dre. Dre knew she was right and she smiled her gorgeous away. The next day he woke up to a disturbing conversation as he made his way to the bathroom in his towel. "HAHa, that nigga don't know shit. Once he finish paying for the drop top, I'm packing my shit and going" she laughed. "Baby girl I played the fuck out this man, I can't count on my hands how many niggas I done fucked in hisown bedroom. Plus I been walkin the stroll every friday gettin my coins. I got 2 hundred grand saved in the bank and I'm leaving getting my own place with T-Bone as soon as Ray pay my car." He was shocked not just by her words though. She was just in her bathrobe, stroking his greatness weakness. She was a shemale! A big beautiful one, just like he had always wanted. A he-goddess in her bath robe only, and she was staring back at him hard. She knew he wanted her. And he would have her. She was thick everywhere. She tossed her curly bronze hair back over her bare shoulders, slowly stroking that eight inch long luscious man meat of hers as she giggled flirting on the phone. Her thighs were shapely and voluminous, as well as her defined calves that were supported by toeless 5 inch high heels. His transfixed eyes didn't know where to begin or where to stop, his jaw completely agape. She ran her five inch gold painted nails through her fluffy hair and smiled a wicked and sexy smile only her high cheec bones, fat lips, perfect white teeth and dreamy eyes could create. "Call you back I got a customer right now" she giggled her large melon sized drooping breasts jiggling with her meaty midsection. She placed her palms on the counter behind her and faced him, her impressive cock erect and pointing directly at him like an index finger selecting its target. Completely under her spell he walked over to her, every inch he paced, her silky bathrobe fell. Her intoxicating aroma surrounded his body and he fell into her out stretched arms passionately and wildly kissing this beautiful he goddess before him. His palms explored her body feeling and caressing every curve of her soft body and occasionally gripping any part she would moan while crossing. Her creamy caramel fat would spill between his fingers as he kneaded her ballooning ass cheeks. Their eager tongues danced the oldest dance in human existence as he began to rob his towel covered cock on her exposed one. He felt her fingers pull down on his towel letting his own 7 inch member spring free. Their kisses became more wild and her moans louder. His tongue passed across her face as her tongue licked his. They gripped each others asses and began to grind cock to cock, their precum lubricating the long members. Her hands soon found their way to his shoulders and he could feel the nails pressure on his shoulders encouraging him to head south to her bulbous dick. His tongue left a trail down her neck as licked and sucked his way to her gigantic breasts. She mashed them around his head and he nuzzled and nurtured from the jello soft mammories wildly. Her moans increased and she guided his head to even lower, her cock leaving a trail of cum down his chest. He needed no further encouragement and his mouth found her shining member and he devoured it. He sucked and sucked his trained mouth deep-throating her impressive member at will. She gasped, gripping and mashing her breasts together as he gripped her ass and used it to feed him more of her delicious cock. She looked down at him just to see him make her cock disappear into his face. He wasn't doing it as often as she liked, and gripped the back of his head with her sharp nails and used her hips and palm to fuck his throat. She could feel him gagging with each forceful thrust and it only turned her on more. He tried to back away as it was becoming to painful and hard for him to breath but her thrusts grew more violent and her hand more powerful. She moaned and began to shudder pulling out her wet cock from his stretched lips and jetting streams of thick creamy cum all over his face. The reward was good and he smiled through the puddle of white sperm. She looked down and saw his throbbing member needed desperate attention as well, and promptly removed her foot from her high heels. She guided it to his member and rubbing her malleable foot on it and that's all it took as he came on her feet. Her giggling returned and she fed him his own cum from her toes. He licked and sucked savoring the opportunity to kiss this he-goddesses' feet. She turned around and bent over to pick up her robe. Exposing her wide malleable and bulbous caramel ass cheeks that shook with ever inch of her motions. His cock rose responding to the globular cheeks' exposure. She turned back to see him gazing longingly at her rounded backside. She put her hands over her mouth in mocked amazement. "You want som' dis booty boi?" She giggled, teasing. He nodded in agreement. "I'm pretty wet, but I aint been fucked by a good dick in a minute so I'll need you to moisturize dis pussy fo a me..." She looked around the room appearing in deep thought. "Put da back of yo head on dat bar stool and face up" She commanded still pondering as as her long fingernails scratched her soft chin. He did so in a hurry. She followed him and strutted over to the bar stool letting her cock, hips and tits pendulously sway like swings before him. She cried in a deep moan as she sat on his outstretched tongue. Her fat ass cheeks grinded against his face as he dug his tongue into her crack licking feverishly. She moved her bubble butt checks up and down his cheeks then around his face letting him take all that he could into his mouth. He was smothered in his own saliva that he used to wet her crack. She then got up and walked him to his room. They wildly kissed their way to his bed and before he knew it, he was lying on his bed as she fucked her bubble butt cheeks on his wanting cock in reverse cow girl position. Her enormous globe shaped cheeks vibrated on his cock and bounced up and down at incredible force and precision and before she knew it he was cumming in her.