My Name Is Samantha

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 31, 2017
• ISBN: 9781543452792

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SAMANTHA

JON DAVID GRIFFIN

Copyright © 2017 by Jon David Griffin.

Library of Congress Control Number:         2017914630

ISBN:                   Hardcover                               978-1-5434-5280-8

                            Softcover                                 978-1-5434-5281-5

                            eBook                                       978-1-5434-5279-2

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 09/20/2017

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1 My Name Is Samantha

Chapter 2 My Name Is Samantha

Chapter 3 My Name Is Samantha

Chapter 4 My Name Is Samantha

Chapter 5 My Name Is Samantha

Chapter 6 My Name Is Samantha

Chapter 7 My Name Is Samantha

MY NAME IS SAMANTHA

CHAPTER 1

MY NAME IS SAMANTHA

New York City. I love everything this great state has to offer and I love it here and I wouldn’t dream of living anywhere else. I live in the Riverside Drive apartment house; Apartment Five-C, to be exact.

My name is Samantha Marie Cruz, Sam for short. I am a plus-sized woman and I am mighty damn proud of it. I weigh two hundred and thirty pounds. My height is five feet, eight inches and my measurements are: forty-four double D, twenty-four, forty-five. I am a very curvy Puerto Rican ad I really love my curves and I don’t give a flying fuck who has a problem with my size. All that matters is the fact that I love it ‘cause I really love myself.

People who say that women who are plus-sized don’t exercise and they are lazy.

Well, let me tell you something: I am not lazy. I always take a walk through the city and l take a jog around Central Park.

I have been plus-sized ever since I was a little girl. In high school, the skinny girls had always put me down and called me names like: Two Ton Tonya, Gross Greta and other hurtful names and although the name calling didn’t bother me, I told those skinny bitches to fuck off. The boys, on the other hand, loved me. They were admiring my curvy body and big boobs. I loved the attention the boys were giving me and I hoped that one of them would ask me out and quite to my surprise, one did! His name was Rick Palmer. He was skinny and he had black hair. He wore a white T-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, a pair of white tube socks and a pair of black and white Converse sneakers. He was quite cute, too. He told me that he thought that plus-sized girls were sexy. I thought that that was the nicest compliment that any high school boy could have given someone like me. He also told me that he had broken up with his previous girlfriend, who was skinny and he thought that she was too skinny and looked like she was suffering from anorexia. The other reason he broke up with her is the fact that she cheated on him with her ex-boyfriend.

Rick and I dated each other all through high school, but we broke up when he moved to Florida with his parents and went to college there. I had fun dating Rick and he made me feel like a plus-sized goddess. He told me something before he left for Florida that was really important and I have been keeping those words close to my heart ever since. He told me to love myself, no matter what. To this day, that’s exactly what l did.

Today, I have a job as a nude model for the art classes at Columbia University and I love posing for the artists who want to be the next Peter Paul Reubens. In Peter Paul Reubens’s eyes, women who were built like me are known to be Reubenesque.

Right now, I was in the bathroom getting ready for my triple date with my two girlfriends and our boyfriends. I was putting on my lipstick as I looked in the mirror. I was wearing a black miniskirt that hugged my curves, a pair of black stockings and a pair of black high heel shoes. I had already put on my mascara and the rest of my make-up.

Just then, I heard a series of knocks on my apartment door. After I finished putting on my lipstick, I left out of the bathroom, went to the apartment door and I had answered it. When I opened the door, I was really happy to see my girlfriends, Tamara Janine Johnson and Donna Marie Vasquez, who are plus-sized like me. Tamara weighs two hundred and forty-five pounds. Her height is five feet, eight inches and her measurements are: forty-two double D, twenty-four, forty-five. She is an African American woman who lives in an apartment in the apartment house in Greenwich Village. She also goes to NYU and she is trying to earn her degree in business. She wants to open a boutique that caters to plus-sized women.

Donna, on the other hand, weighs two hundred and forty pounds. Her height is five feet, eight inches and her measurements are: forty-two double D, twenty-five, forty-five. She, like me, is Puerto Rican and she lives in a house in Queens. She has black hair and amazing curves just like me and Tamara. She works at the city library.

Tamara was wearing a black miniskirt, a pair of black stockings and a pair of black high heel shoes. She was also wearing a little make-up on her face and lipstick on her lips. Donna was wearing a red miniskirt, a pair of black stockings and a pair of black high heel shoes and a little make-up on her face and lipstick on her lips.

I had invited the girls inside and when I closed the door, we all walked to the center of my apartment and we had a conversation among ourselves.

Hey, Samantha, Tamara asked as she smiled at me. How’s it going?

It’s going great, I replied, smiling back at Tamara. I was just putting on the last of my make-up when you and Donna came by. What’s new with you?

I’m doing fine, Tamara answered, happily. "Ted and I are really in love.

Yesterday, he and I had sex and it was fuckin’ amazing! When I was on top, he really felt good inside me and when I squeezed my pussy muscles around his dick, we both moaned in pleasure. The only thing we didn’t do sexually was have anal. I’ve always wanted to have anal sex. Come to think of it, I like it better than pussy sex. Anal feels so good and I hope Ted and I can have it on our date after we eat at Chez Napoleon."

The same can be said about me and Paul, Donna said, joining in the having sex with boyfriends conversation. "When we had sex, I really enjoyed it. I really loved it when we had sex in the doggy style position and he slapped my big ass as he thrust his dick in and out of my pussy. We also had anal in the doggy style position and boy, did it feel good! His eight inch dick felt good going right into my brown eye inch by inch. I moaned with sexual pleasure and enjoyed it to the fullest. My big ass was filled with eight inches of dick and