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Now, on with the sad story…
I’m supposed to be compiling the video file’s I’ve already edited so I could deliver the www.blackstreetbbw.com update I’ve promised, but I couldn’t even look at a blackstreetbbw video until after I got this ranty story out of my system!
I went out to work early this morning, and I made the descision to take the alternate route home because of a sign I saw for a free mini festival at a nearby church that I could swing by on my way home. You know how big church women can get. Well, I set out after work, but found almost zero. One good woman in the grocery store that I was supposed to be buying more toilet paper in but didn’t (recipe for trouble, I know), and of course, the pregnant woman who ‘led’ me to the place where I saw that flyer while I was outside spending my break. That little church event basically turned out to be some boys shooting hoops with a few women, including the very pregnant one, sitting there looking at them, but there was food- to buy. I rode past there dissappointed with no clue of how good a descision it was to take the downtown route home…
I saw unusually high traffic downtown- gridlock in fact- and thought I better put off going home until I found out where all these people- mainly women- were going. That could have been one of the best blackstreetbbw choices I ever made, because it pretty much literally made my dreams come true!
Have you read this post? Or this one? Well, those were my recent bbw candid camera dreams, and when you put them together, tone the two biggest women in them back down to realistic proportions and remove the models, that’s what was happening to me in real life!!! I got to live my candid camera dreams!
They were having a set of small festivals downtown on the water! I didn’t know that! Things started out pretty slow for a moment, which is how I like it. Give me a chance to survey the place and get my gear ready before you hit me with the women. And when I got hit with the women, did I get hit hard! The first little festival was about to end because it was scheduled to end the same time that weak church carnival I almost missed and needed to miss did. That was a children’s festival hosted by the park service and sherrif’s office. I don’t even think I need to say anything about going into a place like that to shoot candids and coming out without a scratch. It ended before I had time to find trouble, and I followed the crowd to the next festival to have my balls almost blown off by the upcoming sights! I got over there… it took a minute to see the first one… then… BAM A booty queen! Very much like the woman I used to call ‘The Booty Queen’ until she sort of got ‘usurped’ by another, except smaller… but still! I was like ‘Damn! First thing I see!’ I was taping her, but had to stop because another woman I needed to tape walked up, and then another before I could get back to her!
The woman I miss the most out of this is this real short thunder thigh woman who walked up. The fact that she was walking up from the distance would normally’ve meant I’d gotten my coveted, perfect thunder thighs rubbing together frontal shot already, but with this woman, man, the best was still to come. I had the best thunder thigh fronatal day ever. The best of the above woman being yet to come’s a good thing, though, because I couldn’t do her right right then! I had to whip the camera off another bbw to get to her, and I had to let her go because that junior booty queen had a frontal for me too that I didn’t want to miss, and even after that, I still could not go back after that thunder thigh shorty because a tit-tacularly ginormous bbw with a low cut blouse had bounced onto the scene! That video had everything it took to become the best Big Breast Video on blackstreetbbw! For real. There were pregnant women and other bbws and women around very worth taping too, including a mature with a big jiggly ass, in white pants, so you could see it all. All of that, and that was just the vendor area outside the festival! I hadn’t even gone inside it yet, but my thunder thigh thicky had, so I had to too! Even the grandmothers there were sexy (at least for older women lovers, if not everyone!), a fact driven home when I walked past ‘pear festival granny’ on my way to through the gate. I cannot remember the last time I saw a little old white lady with an ass like that. After shooting several high value subjects inside the festival, I finally caught up with the thighs to remember inside, and I tell you you’ve never seen thighs that thick and fat on a woman that short before! Plus, she had short legs for her short height, so with those thick rubbing rub tubs she was walking with, just seeing her move around was a sight to behold, and one my camera beheld well. I did so well inside the festival’s main area, but that’s also where I made what turned out to be the fatal mistakes, even though that ran against what I’d been thinking and seemed to be the safer area than the security filled vendor area. But more on that later
I was in rare form today! Everything was going my way! This is the first time in the site’s history that I went out and did everything right! And I mean everything! Even in my best videos, I can almost always find something to complain about somewhere, but not here. Not today. Every video was perfect from beginning to end. It was amazing. No glare, missed shots, off shots, color contrast proplems, shaky camera, people in the way, too bright, too dark, too fuzzy, camera acting up, angles messed up, overly cautious shooting, too close to have her all in the frame, too far away, missed the best moment. None of that, or anything else, anywhere in any of the clips. Today’s videos had the most consistenly high quality I’ve ever produced. And my techniques were all on point. Old tech, new trick, eveything was working, and the women were so ‘cooperative’ as subjects. I had this one woman where I got the best thunder thigh rubbing frontal ever because I was walking in front of her with the cam aimed behind me, and she was right up on me too. If I’d stopped she’d’ve run into me. And I had ‘flying shots’ worth dying for almost. So long, good, and well aimed. P.O.V. shots, lots of big cleavage and bouncing breasts and great shots down on the booty. I went through the whole day without making a single mistake of any kind. I was looking at the vids thinking ‘Man! I don’t even have any watch-her-from-afar-‘breaks in my videos! Everything is close up well shot and good as hell is bad! Damn!’ I had truely outdone myself! There was virtually nothing ‘average’ on my memory card at all! Everything was good! Even the little vids from before I got to the festival were good enough to call great! The only video on the card with even a single flaw was the huge pregnant video I described at the beginning of the story.
But then things turned dark…
I ended up having to delete everything on my entire memory card!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!All that incredible lost booty and titty jiggling!!!!!!!! AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What happened? Security happened, and they would’nt be shaken either. If I’d had a better camera like the one I’m trying to get, I wouldn’t’ve gotten complaints at the festival where I’d been busted, and this would not have happened.
One of the many things I did right was knowing when it was time to skedaddle. I left at just the right time, but a moment’s hesitiation and too low speed cost me. I got into a worse case class secnario, but my luck still hadn’t run out! I was taping this girl, and her man busted me, not her. He didn’t say a word. He just tapped me on the shoulder, looked at me,frowned and shook his head, and I didn’t say a word either. I just left. If only I’d left straight away without hesitating to hit the record button and make a goodbye pass of a big reared ssbbw that was there on the other side of the giant bush I was hiding behind. I was unsure as to which way path I should use for my exit, but any immediate choice would’ve been better than the one I made, because if I’d walked as fast as I thought I should’ve been walking (I wanted to run, but that’d be too obvious), I’d’ve been out of that spot by the time the park ranger who’d, unbeknownst to me, had been walking around the place looking for me. Good thing I was moving around or he would’ve caught me totally by surprise, but now, because I’d stalled in my confusion, he got me in a way I almost totally expected instead. I did my usual run routine- the one that successfully got me out of the mall with a bunch of guards at my back, and that got me out of Wal-Mart several times: Ignore his call (except at Walmart there were almost no calls), and… Get. Off. The premises. Now! That worked in the past because they gave up the chase when I got out of the place and kept moving away, but it didn’t work on them. I even used the street as a chance to run and ran across it, but seeing me getting away walking over the previous block+, they’d already started to jog before we even got to the street, and they ran across it too and caught up with me on the other side. I really hadn’t wanted to look behind me and see and believe they were still on me, or even that it had become ‘they’, instead of just ‘him’, so I didn’t get those last details of the story until they caught up with me.
Then, of course things got worse from there. They knew I was videotaping people and not just following them around. The ‘main’ guy told me that, unlike in stores and stuff, it is illegal in VA parks to videotape people in a sexual manner without their knowledge and that they had signs up somewhere. I could see this was getting bad, and wishing I’d been able to make it to my ride in time, but I was still hopeful at least I’d get out of this. The first time I actually needed to have crappy footage on my memory card just happened to be the the time I was walking around with footage of record setting quality.
If my video’s’d acutally been a little off, I might still have them all. The one ranger told me to show him the footage, but the first vid I set running for him was probably the only piece of imperfection on the card, and so was so short it was over by the time I handed him the camera, pointing out the battery was about to die. My camera is usually set to play through all of the videos because it took me so long to figure out how to do something else in playback mode that I just leave it like that, and it loops through all the vids once in gets to the end, so it was showing him that early stuff. “Can you show me footage from the event?” he asked. I’d thought I’d set him to watching the festival stuff, but he said it was showing stuff from a grocery store. Once I got him watching real stuff, it was all over. Every video I had on me was so good, there was no denying what I was trying to do. “I thought you said you weren’t videotaping people.”
“No, I told you I was videotaping. I just said I wasn’t following anyone around, like stalking them.”
“Okay, what you just showed me was you videotaping a woman’s butt. It’s against the law to videotape people in a sexual manner without thier knowledge in a public park.” I knew candid videography is legal, but the ‘in Virginia parks’ part was news to me, so my surprise was geniune. The videos I had were all so good that after just one or two vids, he’d had enough already, and I had no idea what was going to happen to me. I just knew things were going to go well enough, for some reason. It’s not like I was going to get sentenced to like, life. What I didn’t expect was for them to give me a warning with a condition: That I delete everything on my memory card!
He handed my cam to me for me to do that, and I’m just trying to find some clever way to get out of this with some of that hot stuff I’d shot, or at least watch some of it first! Where was that soaring big titty video? I there was no memory card in the slot. Did that mean I was using the flash memory the whole time?! I asked him if they’d slipped the card out while I wasn’t looking, but I really did forget to put the card in after I’d finished the data upload at home. So I tried to find some way to slip my blank spare in there and somehow do some kind of deleting and saving, but they weren’t fooled by the ‘NO FILE’ message from off the card. He “didn’t want me to get to keep that”. I asked the one guy, and he said so. He’d gotten three complaints about me. It was kind of nice to hear exactly how many times I’d been reported so I could guess who got me, and think of what I did wrong and learn from it after the fact. I was out there trying to watch my precious and soon to be gone videos, hoping that watching them would kill the battery. The indicator said empty, and watching vids always made the battery drain fast, especially if I started seeking through the files, so I was hoping my bullshitting would finish it off, and I believe the cops saw right through my “It’s taking a minute ’cause I don’t do a whole lot of deleting.” excuse. These guys saw through everything. No faking a dead battery, not even when the cam went off suddenly when I removed the memory card. They had to confirm. At least they didn’t give me grief over the needle I had on me. I have to use a needle to get the memory card out because the boneheads who designed the slot decided not to spring load it. The cop even asked me what the folded up piece of paper in my camera was (I use that to keep the cam from moving around in the case.) In the end, even the battery was too perfect for me today. It just wouldn’t die, and I was faced with the option of either deleting everything, or having them call the ‘real’ police, not just park rangers. After I deleted everything, the black ranger- the one who hadn’t said much up to this point- decided to tell me the ‘moral of this story’, and they ended up letting me go. But what a price…
I got to thinking I should say more about this later, so I’ll tell you my future thoughts on this in a future post.