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Oh man oh man, I have to tell you what happened when I visited my grandmother on Monday. She had phoned and asked me if I could bring her some things from the store. I didn’t feel like going out at all but it’s my grandmother, what am I going to say? No?! Of course not! I got out of my comfy clothes and got dressed and headed to the store. I made sure to make eye contact with every single good looking guy there, because you never know when one of them might be a closet BBW fucker. I never want to miss a chance to have sex you know.
I go to my grandmother’s house and there is a van in her driveway. Not like a creepy “Hey little girl want some candy” type of van but a work van. I got the groceries and went into the house. My grandmother was sitting at the kitchen table and I could hear someone over by the sink. I entered the kitchen, gave grandma a kiss and sat the groceries down. I looked over and there was a guy working on her dishwasher.
She introduced me to him then her and I had some tea. He sure was taking a hell of a long time, and I thought that my grandma was paying by the hour so I started to get angry. I asked her if I should say something to him she said no that she knew it would take a while since she put it off for so long to just let him be. After a little bit my grandma started to get tired so she went upstairs to lay down which meant I had to stay to keep an eye on the slow poke.
He finally finished and was somewhat surprised to just see me sitting at the kitchen table instead of my grandmother. I asked him how much it would be and he gave me the invoice. Holy shit! I knew my grandma didn’t have that kind of money so I took out my credit card. We made small talk while he took my credit card information down then handed the card back to me. He looked at me and said, “I hope you don’t mind me saying but you look almost exactly like this girl in High School I had a crush on.” DING DING DING, an idea popped into my head.
I told him I would make him a deal. IF I pretended to be this girl, and allowed him to fuck me aka his High School crush, would he knock off some money from the bill. He looked shocked! I was dead serious and he gave in eventually. I fucked him so well the bill was paid in full. I am really glad that grandma called me that day and not another family member because it turned out to be one of the best days of last week.
I am so disappointed. Yesterday I was supposed to meet up with my friend Sarah. Her and I have been friends for a long time and when we were growing up we would play with each other. I’m not talking about having tea parties, I’m talking about eating each other out, sucking on one another’s tits, finger banging one another’s pussies. The good type of playing.
I was looking forward to having a full day of playtime with her when she phoned me late Friday night to tell me that she couldn’t come over because she was sick. I could tell she really was too. She sounded so horrible. I tried really hard to not sound too disappointed because it wasn’t her fault she was sick after all. I talked to her for a bit then I let her go.
There I was, all ready for our day together. I had all my toys out, I had her favorite music ready to go, and I even cooked so that we could eat something in between pussy munching sessions. I have been pouting all weekend. I keep thinking about all the things we could of done. I’m not sure what I can do to make myself feel better, but maybe you can help me think of something. She is supposed to come over in April (we live pretty far away from each other) so hopefully instead of having just one day together, we can do a whole weekend, or maybe I can go to her place before then.
A friend and I went to an Irish Pub yesterday for Happy Hour. It was the only Irish Pub I have ever been in where there were no Irish people. I suppose I will have to actually travel to Ireland to go into a ‘real’ pub. Anyway, we were drinking a LOT. I am still a little bit hung over from the whole thing, but when I woke up this morning, I had someone in my bed. Usually I do not do one night stands, and I honestly could not remember this person being at the Pub at all so for a little bit I had no idea where they came from.
I moved out of bed and took a shower to get ready for my day. When I came out of the bathroom he was still there. He smiled at me and said, “Where the fuck am I?” I laughed, I said, “And who the FUCK are you?” We both started to laugh, but then it died down and things got awkward. I helped him find his clothing and we were just chit chatting a little bit and I was really hoping that he would leave.
I made myself some breakfast and it was quiet so I thought he left. Which was fine by me, since I still didn’t know who the hell the guy was. I guess we must of had sex, but I wasn’t even sure about that. I read the paper, then turned the TV on and went upstairs to finish getting dressed and the mystery man was back in my bed with a HUGE hard on. He said he couldn’t leave just yet. He held out his hand and I took it.
We fucked like rabbits for a long time. I got up and took another shower and when I came out he was really gone this time. I went downstairs with a smile on my face until I saw that he fucking stole my TV and iPhone! I can’t believe I got ripped off, but at least I was fucked well.
Have you ever sent a text to someone only to find out you sent it to the wrong person? This happened to me the other day. I was getting ready to go out when I heard my phone go off. I looked to see who it was and it was from someone I didn’t know. I sent a text back to them telling them they had the wrong person, because I’m polite like that. Then one thing lead to another and cock pics started coming my way.
I have to say, it was a very nice cock. He asked me what I looked like and I told him, then he didn’t text back. I thought, “Okay he doesn’t like smoking hot BBW girls.” And that is fine, but then he said, “I’m stroking thinking of your tits, can you send me a pic quick? It doesn’t have to be nude but I want to see at least how thick you are.” I thought, sure, why the hell not. So I put my iPhone on the table and snapped a pic of myself showing a little bit but not too much and waited. Finally he replied, he wanted to facetime me so I could watch him, I said sure.
We spent the next 20 minutes just masturbating together until we both came then it got awkward. lol Now every time my phone tells me I have a text message I wonder if it is going to be him.
Last night was amazing! The look on your face this morning as you woke up next to me was priceless. What’s wrong sunshine? Thought you took a skinny bitch to bed with you? Oh no pumpkin, you took a beautiful plumper between your sheets where I took your cock between my ample tits and into my pussy. You fucked me until we both passed out. Now there you are, just looking at me.
Here, let me remind you of how it felt to have your dick pumping on these tits of mine. Don’t be shy, you certainly weren’t last night. Look right into my green eyes as your thick head pokes out from the top of my breasts. I can already see the glistening gob of pre-cum forming. I want to taste it, I want to savor the taste of your cock with the scent of me still on it from last night.
Grab my tits, press your cock inside of me. Can you hear it? Can you hear the creamy, wet sound of fuck juice building up? See, I knew you loved fucking a big girl like me, and the best part of it is that we can do this all day long.
I know you are out there making that money for Christmas. You make sure your wife gets exactly what she wants. You make sure the little ones in your house get what they want. But what about you? Do you really want socks? New underware? A brand new bottle of cologne? A tie? Let’s face it, Dads get the short end of the stick when it comes to Holidays. It seems like no thought what-so-ever go into the gifting process for Dear Ole Dad.
What if you could give yourself something that would make you smile? Make your whole body shudder, tingle, and feel so incredibly good? Wouldn’t you want to give yourself a gift like that? Then do so. It is simple. All you do is pick up your phone when you have some time alone, and I can help you have the most amazing orgasm ever, and for a discounted price too! Think of how much stress you could relieve with just a few strokes of your hand, and my voice guiding you along. Oh and when you do call, please make sure you tell me you want one of the specials listed below, that way your wallet will be happy and so will your cock.
My grand-father fought in WWII. I remember when I was little he would show me pictures of him and his buddies. I would spend hours just looking at them all, all the Men looked so handsome. He had a few pictures of the Bombers and I was so amazed by the Pin-up artwork on some of them. He told me that those paintings were considered very risque then. I asked him if I could be a Pin-up when I got older, he told me that he would rather I be a Lawyer.
However, ever since then I have had a fascination with Pin-ups. I love dressing in retro-fashion sometimes and showing off my ample curves. I imagine some Bomber pilot and his crew painting a picture of me on the side of their aircraft. With big red letters spelling out my name. Knowing that after they are done they will have my big tits jumping out so that all the other men can see them. I just know that a few of them would jack off to that painting of me, because men jack off to my pictures now all the time. Plus, I think I would make a beautiful Plump Pin-up.
I got that wintertime, wintertime sadness. Eat your heart out Lana Del Ray. I don’t know about you, but covering up a beautiful big body like mine is unnatural. I want to show off what God gave me, not tuck it away beneath clothing. I mean look at me, I have all the right curves in all the right places. This is why I love the summertime so much.
People think that thick girls in bikinis should be ashamed of the way they look, I say, “fuck you”. We look just as good as those skinny women. As a matter of fact, I think we look even better. There is more to look at for one, our tits are the real deal, our generous asses peek out of the tiny bikinis making your cock twitch at just the mere thought of plunging your cock into that wonderful softness.
I can tell you that most bigger women love it when we get appreciative glances as we sunbathe on the beach, or walk around. Some however are embarrassed by the way they look. I say, “Set your chubby Goddess form free ladies!” Let them stare, let them whisper, let them talk, because later that night. When wifey is fast asleep, he will pull out his cock and cum to the thought of you. How powerful is that? How erotic is that? Show off those glorious summertime curves ladies! And men…you let a Sexy BBW know just how fucking hot she looks when she dons that tiny, barely there bikini. You never know, you might just get lucky.
Wouldn’t you love to sink your teeth into a nice big, round, succulent, juicy peach? Okay maybe not sink your teeth into one, but certainly lick up that sticky sweet juice. I know you wanna. It just so happens that you, my friend, are in luck. Yes. Indeedy. You see, I just so happen to have a big fat juicy peach that you can nom on all you want. I promise it will feel so good against your tongue, so soft, so ripe, so YUMMY!
There are other things you can use to enjoy the fullness of my Peach. You could use your cock. That’s right. You could get between my legs and plunge your hard cock into pink peachy goodness, right up to your balls! Plus, I’m pectin free! That means no nasty acidic burns on your delicate areas. Also, I am calorie free, you can eat all you want and not gain one single ounce. As a matter of fact you will lose some weight, one cum shot at a time!
Have you ever wanted a girl to just listen to you? To do what ever you wanted? To do nasty, dirty, filthy things? Things that you wish all other women you have been with in the past would of done for you but didn’t? Now is your chance to do just that. I don’t care how nasty, or taboo your fantasy is. As a matter of fact, the more wicked the better. Nothing makes my pussy wetter than hearing all about those deviant things you have hidden way in the back of your mind.
Tell me each and every juicy tidbit of those images you masturbate to, and I will enjoy them with you. I have the body for you to do what ever you wish too and be able to take it. There is more of me to cum on, more of me to fuck, and more of me to order around, if those things are what you indeed want. If you want something other than those things stated then simply tell me. Notice how I didn’t say, “Ask me?” and that is because once in awhile it’s nice to be guided and told what to do.