A Night In Perez

Y’all perverts, it is time to read my words again.
I know I’ve been kept you waiting but this time I am going to give a whole new meaning to sleaze and kinky. Thought that X-NA was DIRTY, well, think again, The Fat Dyke is only about sordid stories and this time around you are going to trip darlings. I have been a very naughty fat girl lately and I just cannot keep it to myself. Do not spread the word because I sure want to keep my rep but, I have slept with a man.

I was in LA last week to support my dearest friend Marion and for the fun of it, I just wanted to hang out with my lipstick friends in West Hollywood. To impress lez girls, I dressed as a drag with my strapped on dildo on and in my CK male underwear, just to cause a few commotions and, of course, attract the grassing cow-girls. Californian nights are just perfect to wake up the devil inside and that night was no exception. I was looking for a kinky dyke when I meet him in a café. I was just there doing his things and I had to show him love and respect for his dot com. We talked and I noticed that he just could not get his eyes off my crotch that I pressed once in a while for the fun of it. Did he notice that I was in disguised? Or was he just a slut being caught up by the call of the cock? We talked about Paris, Brit Brit and La Lohan but the conversation suddenly turned around his butt. Yes, he sure was into anal sex, wanting to take it all the way up his ass. As you know, I am always OK for a one on one party, and decided to take him to my car. We drove up hills until we found a nice and quiet place. I asked him where he’d wanna go, he simply answered all the way… Forgive my French but that piece of ass was mine for the night and I had to give him a good ride or else being called a FUGLY on line? As a DYKON myself, I’ve been watching dirty movies from Chi chi’s library, only in black and white to make it an arty experience, so that I already knew how to please a big faggot. He told me wanting it deep and gave me a rubber. A rubber on a dildo, I answered him that I have always been a safe kitten. I fucked him for hours as deep as my plastic would go, making him moan for more. When he finally came all over the back sit, I French kissed him told him he was a complete BLAST.

Perez, I truly love you somehow.
Must be that dirty talking of yours and that fat ass.

xoxo
The Fat Dyke

Read My Lips And Kiss My Ass

That straight girl really gave me the shit. Not just your ordinary shit, it was more like heavy diarrhoea. I must admit that I am not the average type, that I am not the kind of girl you bring to Mama, but wouldn’t you take it personally when a church cont tells in your face that you ought not to exist! Pussy fights are definitely my cup of tea and she did not see it coming which made the whole thing even more enjoyable for the bad ass bitch that I am. The poor girl was just used to pest without getting any feedbacks because of the jock boyfriend standing next to her. Well, he did not see it arriving either.

I turned around and said: “- Honey bunny, when you said that there is a fat pig, were you talking about me?” She could not stop laughing so I had to do something. “- You better shut it up little girl, or else big mama’s gonna get ya!” The boy was also bursting out of laughs. I was so happy to be the centre of attraction, I felt suddenly blood getting warmer and thought that it was more than time to kick some heterosexual asses.

Somehow, the pizza in my hands finished all over the tank top of the bitch and when she stepped away, I threw my drink to her face. Meanwhile, dummy boy wanted to show his muscles but a hard kick in the balls made him stop any actions. Then, I pulled the bimbo by the hair forcing her to get outside. She was crying and begging me to stop. I just could not. I had to give her a lesson. I took my belt off and started to wipe her. When I was done, she left running and I was feeling so damned horny.

Do you know how to make a hormone?

Well, kick her in the cont.

On Strike!

Have you noticed that I just LOVE bitchin' ?

One of the reasons I am keeping a low profile for the moment is the over growing number of useless blogs.
It is now well known that anybody can have a blog. Let’s just say that blogging is becoming the number one activity to pass time during working hours.
Indeed; it is mine too. However, I will always try to have something relevant to write about or I will not post an article.
We have to face it, most of the said gay or lesbian blogs are simply crap. Thanks God it does not concern all of them.
The dykes love writing about gardening or their pets (sick!!!!) and the fags are always on about their fictive love life.
They all seem the same and the communities are as their by-product completely shitty.

I am looking for an American or British lesbian blog only about sex.
I am looking for a French gay blog about something else than the belly bottom of its author.

Am I asking for too much?

Therefore, I am on strike.

Lady Vagina