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The Last Supper with a Fat Chick.

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Holy Thursday already? Holy Shit. That’s the Last Supper for you non-religious fucks. Me? I just like the word Supper. My imagination gives me a far less than holy version of it, being the dirty girl that I am. My Last Supper would be a smorgasbord of cock. Woman cannot live by bread alone!!!

I picture the long table of men. All colors and ages. They are wearing robes and I go from men to man, washing each of his cocks, sensually and thoroughly. Each one grows and swells in my hand, and I am forced to take care of his needs, my head bobbing on their meatshafts as they moan loudly. I wrap my lips around bulbous heads and stroke those balls. My own pussy is slick under my own robe, my hair wet with sweat and cum. Each load I swallow makes me even hungrier than the next.

I lie back on the table and I become the supper. I am the bread and they eat of me hungrily, finding nourishment in my huge breasts and between my fat thighs. Just when I think I can take no more, the room is filled with golden light. It is HIM and one touch sends me into orgasmic orbit. He pushes his cock against my lips and his cum is like the finest wine.

My fantasy has me soaking wet. Won’t someone help a chubby girl out and throw her a bone!!!! HAHA.

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Eat my fat pussy

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The harder you pumped me, the faster my ass bounced. You slapped it a few times and you were breathing hard. I knew it wouldn’t be long until you were coming. But, I wanted more. I pulled away and rolled over on my back. Your wet cock was waving in the air ready to explode. I wasn’t giving this fat pussy up that easy. Time to make you work for it.
“Eat my pussy.” I ordered. I hooked a plump leg around your neck and pulled you down into my wet pit. My juicy cunt needed that tongue and, oh yes, you were gonna slurp it. I heard you trying to breathe through the sloppy wetness and I laughed, making my belly jiggle.
You gotta give a fat girl a try. It’s like being on a human slip n slide. We pull you in and take you for a ride that you won’t soon forget. Not just another pretty face here. We’re the total package and the man who loves a fat girl once will never want anything else.

Sucking off the President

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Happy Presidents Day!!! It seems like a good day to tell you how much I fantasize about being a real life Monica Lewinski. Can you imagine how exciting it would be for a girl to get to do the President of the United States? OMG, that’s so fucking hot. I would do things to him that would blow his mind. I bet he’s never had a fat girl!!! Personally, I think I’m hotter than that wife of his.
In my fantasy, I’d be one of his aides. I’d be dressed in something hot that makes my big tits and ass look amazing. I’d bend over right in front of him, all innocent, and give him a flash of fat girl pussy in a tiny thong. He couldn’t help but get a stiff one. That’s when I would pounce. I’d drop to my knees and beg Mr. President for a look at his cock. His fuckstick would be thick and long, in true black fashion. I’d slobber all over it as I struggled to take it down to the balls. He’d be aggressive, pulling my hair and demanding. “Come on, you fat white whore, suck my Presidential cock. I wanna hear you gag.” I’d come up for air and he’d pull me up, bend me over the desk. “That’s the fattest pussy I have ever seen.” he’d groan. “Yes sir, better to take that big nigger cock of yours.” He wouldn’t waste a minute. he’d plunge that big nigger joystick deep into my slutty cunt and pound me hard. One of the secret service men would hear us and walk in. I’d beckon him to join us and let him fuck my pretty fat lips as Mr. President tore my big gash up. Of course, he’d pour a load down my throat and discreetly leave so the Pres could switch over to my puckered asshole. “Oh, Mr. president, please fill my shithole with your cum.” The nigga would be driving his royal staff deep into my puckerhole. I’d feel him tense up as his balls slapped against my fat pink taco. He’d explode like a Russian missile deep in my bowels and I’d milk him dry, licking every last drop of ass juice and jizz from his dripping cock. I’d leave him moaning in his chair as I left his office, feeling his sperm oozing from my battered asshole, soaking into my satin panties. Eat my pussy, Monica. That’s way better than your cummy blue dress.

BBW Mardi Gras Fun

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This fat girt loves the Mardi Gras celebration. My girlfriends and I went to New Orleans for the first time last year. We were really wanting those beads and willing to compete to get them. Showing off my huge titties has never been so much fun. I have some fine tits for a big girl with large nipples and not much sag. My small breasted friends didn’t have nearly as many beads as I did. We decided that we needed to be more creative if we wanted more. SO the next time we pulled up our shirts, we agreed to suck each other’s nipples. OMG, it felt amazing to have a female mouth on my tits. As the night went on, we got drunker and bolder. One guy was wearing like 100 strings of beads. We offered him a blow job in the street for half of them. I wasn’t shy. I dropped to my knees, took out his cock and started bobbing on his fuckstick. Several other guys stepped forward and asked my girls if they could get the same offer. We were all on our knees licking balls and giving head. People were taking pics and I saw a few cocks being stroked. I was almost afraid it would become a bukkake scene. OMG, imagine how much sperm would fly in a crowd like that. I had this hot scene in my head of the crowd going wild and fucking us right there. There were hundreds of men!!! Anyway, that won’t be our last Mardi Gras for sure. We came home with armloads of beads and the taste of cum in our mouths.

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Big melons in Aisle 2

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I was walking through the grocery store at midnight when I felt his eyes on me. He was an older man, sexy, with a bit of gray. I knew that look well. He was eyeing up my melons. I smiled at him and I swear I saw his bulge stand straight up. If I played this right, maybe I’d get some cock out of this. “Excuse me, sir. These melons look bruised. Do you have any others in the back?” He looked at me and stammered. “M-m-m-melons?” He looked right at my chest and licked his lips. I smiled and slowly touched my breast. “Yes, ma’am, I believe so. Would you like to follow me?”
I followed him to the back storage area. He showed me a box of melons. I giggled, picking one up and rolling it around. “Do you think this is a nice one?” By now, I was pretty sure he was married and not used to being hit on. “Yes.” he whispered. “As nice as mine?” I asked, looking him in the eye. I reached for his hand and placed it on one of my monster melons. “Firm.” he whispered. I had to take charge. “That’s all?” I laughed, pulling my shirt up to reveal them. “Touch me.” As soon as he touched naked flesh, he was a goner. I dropped to my knees and reached for his bulge, freeing it from his uniform pants. He gasped as I slid it right into my boob flesh. “Still just firm?” I asked as he began to pump his bloated shaft between my titties. He was thick and veiny with large hairy balls. I loved the way he felt as he slide in and out of my tit-pussy. His purple cock head pumped furiously and he got louder and louder. He came with a great gush of melon juice, splattering all over my face. I licked his sweet sperm from my lips and my pussy throbbed. “Oh God, I wanna fuck you.” he moaned. I pulled my shirt down and stood up, handing him my phone number.
“Call me when you get off.” I ordered. And that is how a fat girl gets what she wants. I know he will be on that phone the minute he clocks out and I will be getting banged by the produce man tonight!!! A pair of big tits can get a girl all of the dick she wants and this big girl sure needs a lot.

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BBW sex stories for a New Year.

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Got me some cock last night. Talk about wicked BBW sex stories!!! Damn, I was fucking horny and about ready to force someone to give me some dick. My roomies little brother stopped by for help with his homework and he couldn’t take his eyes off my titties. Now, you know I aint shy and I say what’s on my mind. I smiled at him and said, “Dayum, boy, aint ya ever seen any nekkid boobies before?” He blushed and looked away. I was just sitting there in my panties painting my toes. His bulge was rising rapidly and I refused to put a shirt on. I looked at my roomie and she just laughed and left the room. “Come here, little bubba. You ever been with a fat bitch?” “No. Never.” he stuttered. I hoisted a titty at him and he was on it like syrup on pancakes. His long cock slid right between my knockers and he fucked enthusiastically. Oh, this one was gonna be fun. I felt a trail of precum ooze between my tits and I knew it was time.
“Time for pussy, young man.” I giggled. he jumped right between my fat thighs and started poking at my rolls. I spread my legs farther and he slid right in. “Oh,Oh,Oh, Delphine, your pussy is soooo good.” he yelled, making me giggle out loud. I knew he wouldn’t last, not that first time anyway. He was bouncing and squealing like a girl as he pounded a huge load right in my fat gash. I could almost hear my pussy sucking it up and asking for seconds.
Believe me, there were seconds that night. My young stud was quite the eager lover, ready to learn, please, and submit. I think I will be tutoring this young man for a long time.

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BBW phone sex Specials for New Years Fun.

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Hey, boys, gotcha something special to bring in the New Year. Hot BBW phone sex with a real, live BBW.  Since I gotta be here, you might as well come celebrate with me. I know how you are. You’ll be out until 3am celebrating the New Year. You’ll drink too much and go home alone. That ‘ol cock will be throbbing and needing some release. And guess who’ll be here waiting for you? Yes, your favorite fun and frisky fatty with some plump pussy and a big old ass, juiced and ready to get that phone sex thang on with you. If you’re not a chubby lover yet, I will damn sure make you one. Once you sink cock into my thick lips, you’ll forget them skinny hos. My special kinda loving will stick in your brain, making you crave it constantly. My wicked sense of humor and creativity will have you throbbing in your shorts, waiting for the wife or GF to leave so you can call me again. Start the New year out right with a taste of chubby chick. I’ll be here all night for your stroking pleasure.

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Santa Loves plumper BBW sex.

 

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“Fuck me, Santa, and you can have more Cookies.” I screamed as the department store Santa shot another creamy load between my fat thighs. I’m a real life Mrs. Claus. What fatty fucker doesn’t love some plumper BBW sex? Thick n yummy, round in the tummy, legs like logs, fucking like hogs. Some men love a full figured fatty for the cushioned pushing. Round ass to stuff full of cock, we never complain that you pack too much meat. Fat girls have pretty faces and pretty pussies. Not a little bald slit, but a woman’s fat folds with a fur coat. Slide that cock into it and feel the difference. Nice and tight. HA, and you thought we were loose, didn’t you? But, no those rolls wrap around that joystick and grip it tight. Nope, Old Mr. Claus doesn’t want skinny pussy for Christmas. He wants my thunder thighs wrapped around his head, riding him hard, juicing his entire skull. I’ll smash you flat, suffocate your nutsac, and milk you dry against your will. I love being the boss hogg in charge. Hear me oink. Make me squeal with joy. You can’t resist the lure of the roll. Grab on, lover, and take me for BBW phone sex test drive. You’ll never go back to bones.

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Happy Human Rights day all you freaks!!!

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Happy Human Rights Day!! I’m so glad we have this day. It gives me the right to do all the things I love. Like sucking cock, for example, which used to be illegal in some states. Now I have the freedom to gulp down as much sperm from as many guys as I want. I can spread my legs for any race and allow them to ram their cocks into me without fear. I have the right to birth control unless I choose to be a breeder whore and pop out those brats. I can praise God or curse him without retaliation. I can pray to the devil if I wish.
I’m liking these rights I have. Just as you have the right to be a fairy faggot and spread your ass cheeks for a big bull cock without discrimination, I have the right to let some nigger thugs violate my pussy if I choose. Life would be pretty boring if we could only have nice marital sex.
So, let’s celebrate today all of these delicious choices we have. Fuck a BBC or an Asian. Let another man suck your cock. Better yet, go to a glory hole and suck off as many as you wish.
As a fat girl, I celebrate human rights with a passion. No one may discriminate against hiring me to be a fat, fucking whore and total cock slut. And men all over can fuck a fatty without being harrassed. Cool. I love my job and no skinny bitch can do it as expertly as I do.
All of these rights are making me horny. How about you exercise your right to give me a call for a some hot cock-stroking phone sex and help me get this horny pussy under control?

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Fatty Fucking Fun

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“Oh, Joe. Your tongue feels so good in my fat pussy.” I moaned. Your face was buried between my thighs which were clamped shut around your head. It would be so easy to crush your skull under the bulk but instead I squeezed just a little, cutting off your air. I heard you gasp a little as you lapped me faster. Your cock was waving in the air and I leaned forward and caught it between my huge tits. I loved sitting on your face and making you service me. Knowing I could suffocate you made me wetter. I came with a gush on your face and let you up.
You crawled up between my legs and kissed me, letting me taste my pussy juice. I felt your probing cock jab between several rolls of fat. You were poking my thigh flesh, my belly, my navel, just wanting a place to stab and fuck. I spread my thunder thighs and let you sink inside of my plump pussy. A rocking motion got all of my flab quivering and you just rode the wave. Arching my massive ass, I began to fuck you back, trying to take you deeper. You hung on to my giant tits as you felt your cum rise. Suddenly, you pulled out, grabbed your cock and spewed your cum in great gobs all over my face. I lapped up every drop, loving your taste.
A fattie can take all you have to give, gripping you tight, fucking you harder, and giving you the best ride of your life. Don’t be shy. Give it a try. You’ll be back for more.