Even Though It There’s an Update

I know I mentioned before, recently, that I don’t need to be making more promotional posts for like this, but I’m gonna put some of these in here around now since I need to.
Got some new women on the site that I put up the other day, and you might wanna go check these women out, and maybe buy their vids, since they’re all cheap. Right now, they’re at the bottom of the page, but that’s about to change ­čśë
mature coming out of bra big fat booty candid thunder thighs candid thick jeans fat woman at McDonald's candid BBW
I’m also managing to get a little collection of CANDID PREGNANT VIDEOS for sale going, since I know a lot of you guys actually secretly like those.
pregnant stripes candid pregnant woman blue dress pattern

Note of Not-Death

For those of you who might have forgotten, Blackstreetbbw.com is not dead! It has just had to change forms. That seems like it will apply to this blog as well.
For now, though, I think you should see an example of a good titty clip you can buy on there right now, with the site in it’s current form:

To see other videos for sale, click the pic to go to the site!

Blackstreetbbw’s New Candid Camera Previews Set!

I you got here from Google, whatever you’re looking for is probably in one of these YouTube videos!









The Last Picture Posting for A Minute: A Delayed Candid Trip and the Delayed Busting Story to Go with It.

If you found this page from a search engine, you probably found it because of my picture tags! The pictures are below!
I’d meant to post this little blackstreetbbw.com story and picture set a month ago, but then my ShareAPic account went down and my problems went up. With all the text on this blog now, and all the text that’s coming when I get to typing my upcoming ‘blackstreetbbw webmaster goes to jail’ journal stories, and with my need for fresh blackstreetbbw.com members and traffic, I figured I really needed to get this in after all. Plus, it’ll fill an open day spot on my May post blogging calendar, so here goes… The busting story’s at the bottom.






















































































































So what’s the busting story?
Turns out I already told it here!

Candid BBW Video Shots I Got. Candid BBW Video Shots I Missed: A Story of A Candid Camera Day in 2009

You know I seldom make a ‘Candid Trips’ post without pictures… or then again, maybe you don’t if you don’t pay any attention to the categories or category classification of my blog posts because you’re too busy looking for thick, curvy ones to drool over… but let’s just assume you pay enough attention to the text and links of this blog to notice. You know I usually fill my Candid Trips posts with vidcap pics from my distant future candid videos I’ve shot so fat in 2009… or at least give you one pic, but I can’t this time because my shareapic account was deleted (probably because of this post, so I just have one for ya, and the only hand I had in making it was cropping and pasting. I had a bad feeling about posting that just before my account was checked for a payment. That got in the way of my getting up to 30 posts in March too.), and I’m about to get another image host. Plus, this post is largely about what I didn’t get, and about my trip out as a whole. For a long time I’d been thinking about having a place to post my general blackstreetbbw.com candid stories, not just the ones about each individual clip, because I had some stories of the ones that got away I’d wanted to tell but couldn’t. Some of you may be like ‘How could he want to tell even more stories?!’, but yeah, still.
  Today’s trip out and down the street to make some money and shoot some vids on the way really had me thinking about this rant again. Why do such good women have to be leaving right when I arrive?! Plus, it got me thinking about how I really need that new camera. With that, I wouldn’t have to worry so much about battery life! Remember this post? Did you ever read it? My secret spy camera’s rechargable battery’s deteriorating battery life is really cramping my style, ’cause when you combine that with the absolute
death of the dangercam (A story for another day) it’s limiting the kinds of trips I can go on, (No more trips to Virginia Beach for the moment!) and making me think twice about turning it on. Bad! I saw this big fat woman from across the street at the Taco Bell resturant and went over to tape her, only to find she was really not worth all that trouble at all. Then… I basically compensated for it by fucking up later! First off, I missed the best parts of a video of a thick, thunder thigh, mature bbw crossing crossing the street, because it took me so long to power my camera on. If I’d just turned it on and moved in on her as soon as I saw her instead of trying to ‘make up for’ that crap waste of battery I achived with the video I just mentioned above, I’d’ve had it on in time to get some hot stuff of her running across the street! You don’t see women that size running unless they have to, and I don’t have a single video on blackstreetbbw or my hard drive of a women too old hefty to run doing it anyway, bouncing and jiggling, thumping out of the way of a car to get onto the median, then doing it again to cross the rest of the street! Fuck! I did make a video of her, but without that, it’s just missing something. Something good. Fuck. Then I combined the same shit that messed up the above video with the anxiety I developed the from
a situation I got into sunday
to totally blow it in front of Wal-Mart to make a great big one-that-got-away little erotic story.
  You should know I usually leave teens alone(have you heard that before on blackstreetbbw), but there was this teenager out there that was so thick I could not belive my eyes. Literally.
Do you see these teenage girls?

She wasn’t the biggest hugest teenage girl on the earth or the bustiest, but she was one of the thickest teens in town, and you know what thick is. I saw her and could not believe the thickness my eyes were seeing. I guess I should just say most of her thickness was in the legs of her jeans, but of course with all that luscious thickness there in the thighs, it goes without saying that her behind was nice. Her top half highlight was just her face. No tits really (Or at least it didn’t look like she had much going on above the waist with a bottom half like hers!). Just a really cute face with a smile on it and nice voice coming out of it… but her lower half… her lower half looked like this, except bigger:
SheWasThickerThanThis

Unfortunately, I was unable to tape her, because I could not believe she could be like that from the way and place she was standing. Someone- her mom maybe- was standing behind her, so I thought I was seeing two thighs for each one, but it was only one for one I was seeing! Then, when she put her leg up on that bar on the bottom of the shopping cart they were unloading (you know, that bar people put thier foot on when they want to ride the cart like a scooter), I just stared in disbelief, unwilling to risk getting caught by the security truck driver and sent off before I even got into the store, to go over there and confirm what I was thinking I wasn’t seeing. I got ready to enter the store, but turned for some reason, just in time to see what I was way too late to move on. I got the unrefutable, indesputable proof of her thickness level when I saw her run back over to the car after putting the empty shopping cart away. When was the last time I saw legs that big in a running motion? Or on a girl that short? Man, that was a big one, and her smile and playful motion would’ve been awesome icing on an awesomely sweet thick, thunder thigh candid camera cake! I missed that sizable shorty because I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, and was too worried about police and security to go over there and find out. Of course, I wouldn’t’ve missed her had she not been leaving by the time I got there!
  And then I got inside the store, got in line to buy my money order to use to pay the rent, and guess who else was leaving right as I was getting there? This woman!


WHY?! Why can’t women like this be on the way in, or at least in the middle of things, when I get there more often!? I’d seen this woman above in this Wal-Mart several times now, because she apparently gets paid fridays and somes straight over here in time to beat the after five check cashing lines, around the same time I do. The vid I just made of her can’t top the first one, and neither can any of the other 2009 sightings of her, but the video I just candidly shot at least turned out to be one of the better of these few sightings. It would’ve been better still if I could’ve made it longer. And I had to get out of the financial services line and leave the store to follow her out and get away with it all too! It also would’ve come out better if one my flying shot attempts hadn’t spooked one of her girlfriends, causing her to say, “That guy’s kinda creeping me out.”!
  I did succeed on some videos this day, but even those success stories all ran too short. They were good now, don’t get it wrong! I was finding some really nice pieces of ass, but the videos were too short, because one of them was leaving, and I had to leave before I could get busted staying on the others too long!
Ah, well. Not every day of bbw candid videography footage collection can be a good one, but after doing this since 2006, I think I should be doing better. It’s all good though, because it just makes me think of all the moments- like when the busty ssbbw with a rack that sticks out two [full]feet in front of her got in the car to try and drive over those things some how- that I still have to look forward to getting on tape in life.

Candid Camera Carnival Update Preview: Part Two of The Black BBW Candid Carnival Days

All of these pics are from the videos in the next update of www.blackstreetbbw.com. Go there to see a lot more pics and video like this!

I Have to Update Blackstreetbbw and Tell You What Happened to Me on the Bus on the Way Home from Virginia Beach

THE FOLLOWING IS A LONG BBW VIDEO STORY. THERE ARE SHORT VIDEO LINKS AT THE BOTTOM.

I know I should’ve stayed at home and done the anticipated update at blackstreetbbw.com, but technical problems arose over my internet connection, so I spent the day at the Virginia Beach Wal-Mart instead and will do the update today.

   It’s not really what happened AT Virginia Beach while I was out but what happened on my way home… just like last time… Does that mean that when I do the ‘standard Virginia Beach shooting thing’ the best will come last? Well, I better be ready either way, ’cause ready’s what I do when it comes to bbw!
  
  
Before I get to the end though let me start with the weird guy I met while I was over there. I’d just gotten off the bus with my bike and was chaining it up to something in front of the Wal-Mart as I watched my first potential target- a very thick thighed big ssbbw- when this guy walked up to me for bike information. I wanted to go, but he wanted to know where I got that bike and the lock for it and how much I paid. Was the bike he saw at Goodwill a good deal, or should he just get the Wal-Mart bike like I did? Not wanting to ‘dis the guy, I entertained his questions and all- and lost all chance of ever finding my target ssbbw in the store. I it when I see a woman I want to check out entering the store, but then once inside, I can never find her. This seems especially true with women who use the grocery side entrance but aren’t buying groceries. Why can’t bbws buy more groceries?! It’s the one’s who enter Wal-Mart to BUY GROCERIES that are the easiest to track and tape and are there the longest! But anyway, he says see you later and leaves Wal-Mart, I go in to tape women, then when I emerge from the store to ride to the mall there he is returning to the store! [something like]”If you’re not in too much of a hurry, could you show me where they keep the bike locks in there?” I’m like, um, no, I bought this stuff at the other Wal-Mart. I’m just on a bust (Oops! Meant to type bus! Really made that typo lol) trip here, but I know they have that stuff, so look around in there and you ought to be able to find good stuff in there. My bike still has the sticker on it so you can see it cost 80 bucks, so if you’d rather pay that for a new bike with dual suspension than the $45 you said Goodwill was charging for the old one then go ahead, and the combo lock I got was about 20 bucks, but there are cheaper ones if you want one. Just go in there and look. So he thanked me and left me- again.
As I made my back to the Wal-Mart after finishing up my one pass through the mall for the day, I was like “I bet I’m gonna see this dude again.” Somehow I knew it, and I was right. There he was in the parking lot a ways away from the store riding up to me on his brand new bike. He explained that he’d had to leave the store to go get his money first, then come back, and that he also felt like his bike was riding funny and making a noise, so he asked me (as if I’m a biking guru) if I’d ride it for him. I’m just thinking, at least there are no women anywhere around I have to worry about helping this guy. Since it was a new Wal-Mart bike, the tires needed some air, and after pumping them with the pump I always bring with me, I reluctantly got on it at his insistance to test it out and see if it felt like it was riding wrong. I rode it slowly after watching him do his test in front of me, and he told me to try going faster, which I didn’t want to do because it tkaes me a second to get used to a bike other than mine, so I was afraid I’d fall over! Then of course we had to talk locks again. His was a cheaper one, just like I’d expected him to buy, and I was telling how to work it thinking it was like mine, but it was cheaper, so it only worked with a factory preset combination that couldn’t be changed. That explanation turned out to be the last thing I needed to finally get rid of the guy I didn’t have the heart to get rid of.

  Anyway, the main story of this blog post started with my reason for leaving at the exact time I did. It was getting late- not late as in dark, but late as in I need to hurry up or I’m only going to have one chance to miss the bus if I don’t hurry up. Having at least one chance to miss the bus is important because I bring my bike with me to Virginia Beach so I can bike between stores or to look for things like the beach, and if the bike racks on the front of the bus are both full I’ll have to wait for the next bus. If you read my previous posts on my VA beach trips you might remeber I once had to miss two busses for this reason- wait… did I tell you that? But yeah, it wasn’t late, but it was time to get ready to go, so I’m thinking any time now. Well I was taping the big booty beauty that worked there that I’d watched learn how to operate a cash register last time I was there- the otherwise dissapointing trip- and had finally gotten what I’ wanted- she was walking through the store as opposed to being stuck behind the cash register she’d been happy to learn how to operate (was she excited due to real work excitement or so she wouldn’t have to walk around and bend over as much? We’ll probably always care but never know.).

   I’d been thinking of how to avoid doing an ‘overshoot’- what I call it when I KNOW I should stop shooting a woman but keep doing it until I get in or near in the very trouble I was expecting, or something similar enough. I figured my chances of having done an overshoot were high, but with my taping her as I was, if I was getting it lucky and/or right and she was paying enough attention to her task at hand, there was an equally high chance I’d get off without one. The risk was elevated a little because of how I’d filmed her the last time, but potentially reduced by the fact ‘last time’ was a week ago and her mood seemed pretty good. Well it turns out I was right about the mood part but wrong about most of everything else. Well, one other thing I was right about was how I’d come a little close to an overshoot the last time I’d taped her- that part was too obvious to miss, because I knew even before I learned from experience (if that makes any sense) that if I’m taping a worker and they or someone next to them asks “May I help you?” or “You need help finding something?” that means I need to stop filming them for the day VERY soon, but I’m not in trouble just yet. (anybody recall that really old and dark blackstreetbbw.commember’s area video about me taping that somewhat busty and cute and very black bbw working at The Piercing Pagoda at the mall they tore down?). This was my second sighting of this woman, but I’d taped her several times for it: once when she walked up to relieve the cashier at an express register I was taping my first big titted woman of the day at- a part I tried to do as much as possible from a distance, then about two other times right after that that I’d tried to do from ‘hiding’ or behind her at least, then again as I left the store for the mall. This time I’d been waiting for her to start walking around, knowing she’d do it soon because her register light was turned off when I got to her and she only had one customer left. Turns out she was going on break, and speaking of turns, she turned around to face me as I followed her because a man just HAD to come up from behind to ask her how to find something. Damn, at least I got my frontal. You know how I like those if you’ve gone over enough of blackstreetbbw’s candid bbw video adventure stories, but I didn’t want one now because she’d surely notice me there. That part turned out to be good when I reviewed it, but it just might’ve closed the case on whether this’d be an overshoot or not. Seal or no seal, that big booty young and gainfully employeed cutie turned around, much to my delight because the rear view was best, and went back to gettin’ her walk on, ’cause she did, after all, still have a nice break to go take.
  She walked to the employee-only area in the back of the store with a coworker, who got a little in my way, coming up from behind to join her as I followed with a steady camera hand, getting that footage. I don’t know what their conversation was about, but I know I came up in it, because the girl I was taping answered a question from her older coworker about me (I think it was something like “Does this guy know you?”) with “No, but I saw him in here three times. He’s been hanging around my register.” Oh, look at the time! Time to go, since they’re practically at the employee doors anyway. Following them 8 more feet, all the way to those doors I wasn’t supposed to approach would just be asking too hard for trouble! So I turn into the aisle and grab some eggs because they were convient, they were only 76 cents for six, I did actually need them to bake cake, and I’d made buying something part of my plan for the day at the start. I finally got to the checkout line- to actually buy something, rather than just tape a woman or two- and set about to taping this pregnant girl with a big belly and an even bigger ass that was in line in front of me. She was getting helped with the purchase of a big tub thing and I was tapin’ it when this woman comes up behind me on my non-camera side says
“Excuse me sir, are you looking for someone?”
“No, I’m just buying these eggs.”
“Okay, ’cause you been here a long time”
“Oh no, I was here before, and I left to go to the mall and came back” (The truth! The truth shall set you free.)
“Um, okay…”
Yep! It was DEFINATELY time to go!
When that cutie said shed seen me three times, did she mean 3 times that day (because that’s how many times I went near her) or three times total (because I taped her before and after my trip to the mall, and had taped her once before)?

   I got on the bus to go home and go to bed, had my bike on the rack on the front of it, and was thinking the excitement of the day was over. I had no idea the wildest part lay ahead!
I’m sitting on the bus, right, and I see this girl that I’ve seen around before, and I don’t know her, but I do know she acts funny. I’d learned about a year before in a weird incident that occurred when she’d asked me for 75 cents. You know how when you ride the bus you be seeing strange acting folk on it. But yeah, I look at her, and she does the ‘come here’ finger gesture, so I point at myself and she nods, and I goes over there to sit next to her at the back of the bus, and you know what she wants from me? She called me over because her not-so-thin, bare thighs were sore and she wanted me to rub them! Wtf. I know they say if something sounds too good to be true it’s false but… Oh well, better take advantage of a good situation! So I’m talking to her and rubbing her leg, when she tells me I need to rub her INNER thigh! She also ‘needed’ me to rub her crusty foot. This was definately not a typical bus ride, but I was having too much fun not to play along! Had the bus been more full of people, I doubt this would’ve happened.

I’ll skip the rest of that and go to my transfer point, where I had to get off the bus. She’d gotten me thinking that that might be her stop, but then she had to stay on it to go somewhere else before she went home. She seemed sad to see me go, but what was stranger was that she came back around on that bus in time to catch the bus we both had to catch, and she was still sad looking when I was on the bus with her for the second time. I asked if I could sit by her again, but she turned her perplexing sad look away from her newly bought McDonald’s sandwich that she was not supposed to be eating on a bus, and toward me. “I just want to be left alone.” I’m like, okay… As she got set to get off the bus though, she let me know she was okay. Okay…
  Now I’m thinking: Okay, NOW all the interesting stuff of the day is over. But wait! There’s more! I found out I was still wrong when this thick thigh big, tall bbw gets on the bus with this dude and I decide to tape her. After going through the full descision making process while looking at her through the window I hear her tell that guy to pick up a bus transfer that’s on the ground so she could use it to get on the bus, since she didn’t have one and didn’t want to pay the full fare. I heard that and figured she might do something interesting, and then I got a better look at the size of her thighs and officially decided it was blackstreetbbw time. With a little room left on my memory card, I figured I could get a little of her in, but I got a lot more than just the great frontal I’d bargained for when she stopped dead in front of me, looked at me, smiled at me as I looked at her, and then rubbed my chin before finishing her walk to the back of the bus with homeboy. Okay, that was fun, but… odd.

Was the strangeness over now? Nope. Found that out when the mature plumper sitting across from me with her headphones on, who’d seen the whole aforementioned incident, started singing- loudly and badly. People were looking at her. I was going to tape her, but she stopped before I could. I was trying to conserve memory, because my VA Beach candid trip hadnt left me with much space on the SD card. That was okay though, because the bad fat lady singing was going to get worse later when the bbw who’d rubbed my chin started belting out from the back of the bus and pissing everyone off! I’m finally like, ‘you know what, the show’s not over ’till the fat lady sings[her whole song], so I better be prepared for today’s excitement to not end until I’m off the bus and on my bike on my way home in darkness too thick to tape in, but not too thick to ride in.

At first, before the singing part, the drunken lady’d said she just wanted to get on the bus to just get out of the city (this city here is one of those groups of smaller cities grouped together.), and the weird behavior between her and the guy she was with made it almost look like they might be doing something dirty back there, so I kept my cam on to take peeks, even though they were 90 something% out of sight, just in case. Didn’t catch any hanky panky or anything, and I’m sharing what I did catch of what was funny on the bus in the clickable video link at the bottom, so I’ll just skip most of what happened until the Member’s Area video comes out and just note that she didn’t start singing until her male friend managed to pull himself away from her and get off the bus, and that after most of her singing and people yelling was almost over the bus driver told her she better take whateve bottle she brought onto the bus off with her. She said “Okay!”, and did it too.

 It was a 40 ounce bottle! She showed it to me when she got off the bus, and sad she’d been drinking it the whole ride. If my memory serves, that thing was full when she carried it on, so she was sitting on the bus drinking a ‘forty’. Small wonder her sobriety seemed to decline as the ride went on. Now I just wonder why the heck she had to show it to me of all people. She asked me to walk over to the bus shelter with her for a second and when we got over there, she asked me for money. Since money wasn’t the only thing in my pocket, I pulled my camera back out too(I’d put it away because it was dark outside and so I could use both hands to get my bike off the front bus rack.). This was the very first time I EVER pulled my candid camera out of my pocket without a care right in the subject’s face. She was drunk and ddn’t give a damn, so I didn’t either. She looked at my secret not-so-hidden hidden camera that was literally right in fron of her face and said “Ooh! What’s that?!” And I said “Nothing. Just a thing. Don’t worry about it. Here let me see what money I got…” She said she needed to call her sister so she could come pick her up. Remember the reason she’d said above of why she got on the bus though? Now she just done got on the bus to go out of town to the end of the line to go back home again on a saturday night drunk, and it was too late at night for her to catch the bus back to wherever she came from. I was about to give her all the coins I had: 20 cents. “Here. this is all I can spare.” She tried to coax some more money out of me. “Come on. I want some bills. I know you got some. Can I kiss you?” and I look at her and I’m like “Ummmmmmmmmmm…… no… but since you’re right here I guess you can hug me…” She was too drunk (and potentially germy!) to be sexy, but if she’s hot enough to tape, she’s hot enough to touch. Speaking of that, after she finished hugging me (and I turned my face to the side to make sure she couldn’t plant a germy drunken surprise on my kisser) she stood [not far enough]back, asked for bills, and started grabbing my balls! Anyways, I give her the twenty cents and some pennies, and she wanted to thank me so she gave me that kiss I didn’t want anyway. Yuck! At least I turned to the side fast enough that it didn’t land square. Maybe I’m a little funny, but only like women 10 years or so older than me if they’re sober and smell like they are… but that’s just me.
Since she was drunk and this was interesting, and I’d gone through the little trouble of switching to flash memory since I’d topped my SD card off while on the bus, I decided to fudge a little more footage out of this encounter in the dark by shining my bicycle light directly on her so the camera could make out her thigh shape. It wasn’t worth it per se, but it did work so I guess it was. I went by her for a final pass though on the way out, and she was playin’ so she ran into my path and ran me away from the sidewalk! This is my stupid video of that. THIS IS A CLICKABLE VIDEO LINK!She was laughing out there as I rode off into the dark with that messed up but interesting finale shot.
This is some of what happened on the bus. THIS IS A CLICKABLE VIDEO LINK! You might need to turn your speakers up to hear it better.

I got home without any further incident, just as I’d expected.

Http://www.blackstreetbbw.com Neighborhood Night Out and Virginia Beach Candid Picture Post

For the Very First Time Ever I Will Tell You About One Of My RECENT Candid Days!

Not one of my most recently POSTED ones on http://www.blackstreetbbw.com like I always did before.
My posts prior to this were mainly for people who were first discovering blackstreetbbw thru this blog. This one’s for the current members of the site
About a week ago I think I mentioned how I was going to go catch the bus somewhere and I was hoping to come back with some hot stuff. Well, I came back with some hot Thigh stuff. I found the first hot woman AS SOON as I stepped outside! Then I found the┬ásecond one- the big curved round pregnant one who you can’t tell is pregnant from the pic- at the bus station later on:

 

But the coolest part of this trip on this very hot day was the one that actually was the lowest quality one. There was this bbw of low-average quality, but seeing her made my day because… Well, she had some items in a walker thing and she didn’t want or wasn’t totally easily able to take her hands off it to use the regular door so she had to squeeze around the revolving door with that walker thing. Her butt was rubbing on the outside of the glass of the door the entire way around! I am SO glad I had my cam at the ready so I could catch that very brief vid, but since it was in my pocket and I whipped it out and it had to adjust to the light from the window I was BARELY fast enough to get that at all. Just barely! I got a little more of her being stuffed in there because she stopped for a very quick breather before walking out of the doorway and completely into the bus station… and straight to the snack vending machine.

┬áBut this hot day that I’m talking about that occured the otherwas not totally good! I did something miraculously stupid that day! You know what I did? I put on my deodorant, but I only put it under one arm! WTF! How did I do that?! That created an embarrasing situation that day when I put the wrong arm up and somebody told me to put it back down!