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Enjoy
Tori DeLuca

His arms encircled my waist as he pressed his face into my soft, squishy belly.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered as he buried his face into my flesh. He pulled me close again, this time urging me on to the bed with him. He lay on his back and coaxed me to sit on top of him, which I did. I straddled the man and lay every ounce of my curvaceous body on top of him. Now this time I was sure I heard him gasp for air! There are very few men who could handle 300 plus pounds of woman fully on top of them but his guy could. In fact, he loved it. His hands ran up and down my body, squeezing bits of flesh here and there, as he buried himself deeper into my soft lushness. He grabbed my staggering 65-inch hips and thrust them hard against him, ramming his swollen member against my aching snatch. It was then my turn to gasp. He was fucking huge and rock hard!

I sat up again, reaching behind myself to unlatch my bra. He was in awe once my Double D cups were unleashed from their bondage! While he played with his new toys, I reached down and undid his slacks to loosen the monster caged in his jeans. Was I ever glad I did.

He moved his underwear and jeans down to his hips as I positioned my silk covered slit against his cock. Like a glove, my silky drawers and engorged lips beneath grabbed his cock and held on for dear life. I grinded my hips against his dick and then lowered my pendulous breasts to his face. I grabbed each side if my breasts creating the perfect place for his face to rest. He dove into my chest, licking and sucking like a mad man as I rode him hard through my silky panties. My clit was rock hard from all the play that I was about to cum as well! I felt my entire body envelop his and it was incredible. It was an amazing sense of power as I felt him beneath me, enjoying my abundant body with complete ecstasy. I’m sure he finally realized what he was missing all these years as he shot a huge load of sticky cum all over my snatch. He never entered me but I know it was the best sex he had ever had up until that point.
I know because he told me so.

So what did you think?

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“You see,” he said, “I’ve never been to a BBW bar before. In fact, I have never been with a BBW. I didn’t know what I should do or how I should act.” He went on about how he had always lusted after bigger women but was afraid to act on it out of fear of what his friends would think. He was a closet FA (fat admirer). I felt for him, knowing that society makes it difficult for most men to admit that they prefer a woman with meat on her bones instead of the size 2 super model types out there. I knew from experience that men who dated big women sometimes are ridiculed by their peers. It took a lot of courage in this day and age for a man to come out of the closet and admit to the world he preferred an ample woman to the stereotypical ‘beautiful’ woman by society’s standards. I actually felt sorry for him, denying himself the opportunity to be with a woman he truly wanted versus what he thought everyone else wanted him to do.

It was then and there I decided I was going to give Eddie a taste of what he was missing. There ain’t nothing like the loving you get from a big woman! He craved a woman with big hips, big tits, soft supple thighs and an ample round tummy. A soft curvy woman just as we were intended to be and I was that woman. As luck would have it, the bar was relatively close to a motel and I suggested we get a room and get to know each other better in private. He was more than agreeable. Within 15 minutes we were alone in the motel room sitting on the edge if the bed talking again.

I edged my way closer, dealing with him as if he were a delicate piece of china between my fingers. I had no idea how he would react to me so I took it slow and easy. I placed my hand on his leg and brushed his cheek, playing the casual aggressor in this encounter…giving him subtle hints that I wanted him to kiss me.
His first kiss was soft and lingering as if he was savoring the moment. Then, he pulled back looked at me and smiled. He kissed me again, this time first bringing his hand to my face and lifting my chin towards him. He opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to probe mine as he held my face close to his. His hands then wandered down as he continued kissing me and hugged me close, no doubt to feel my plush body up against his. He was surprisingly muscular when I finally felt him against me. In the darkness of the bar, he looked rather thin. He seemed to rather enjoy this so his hands wandered all over me as we kissed.
I then decided to show him what he was missing. I stood up in front of him and removed pulled my form fitting tank dress over my head. The only thing between complete nudity and me at that point was a thin black G-string, a black garter belt and stockings, pumps and of course, a black lace bra. I could have sworn I heard him gasp but I gave him a moment to drink it all in. I then walked towards him, took his hand and placed it on my tummy.

“It’s ok to touch me,” I cooed at him, “I’m not going to break!” So he did. He touched me all over. His hands explored every inch of me so gently I thought I was going to explode from desire. He caressed every fold; every curve, every bit of my voluptuous figure then drew me close again….

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My feathers were already ruffled by the deejay’s lack of professionalism so maybe that is what spurred it. I kept watching him making it plainly obvious that that was what I was doing too. His eyes did not leave mine once we locked gazes. I was convinced that he was looking at me. I excused myself from the table and made my way to the bar to be sure. I walked towards him, eyes locked and then passed right by him to the area where you would order drinks. He watched me walk by and then turned on his stool facing the bar for the first time that night. I politely nodded towards him as I waited for my drink and he acknowledged me. The was the start of that cat and mouse game that people play in bars I assumed but I’ll tell you what… I hate games. I mean what a waste of time! He was trying to assess if I wanted him when I thought I was plainly obvious that I was open to the idea. I went back to my seat and continued my evening.

I didn’t give ‘dark boy’ much more thought except for the occasional glance or two. Then I realized it was almost last call and our evening was drawing to a close. I glanced over to ‘dark boy’s’ stool and noticed he was gone. He was headed for the restroom. I figured this was my chance to get to know him a bit.

I waltzed right into the men’s restroom without a care in the world and there he was, dick in hand, relieving himself in the urinal. I had actually hoped he would be in such a vulnerable position when I decided to invade the sanctity of the men’s room. I mean, what could he say to me then?

“I don’t believe we have been properly introduced, my name is Tori…” and I held out my hand to him.
The man stuttered. I don’t know what he was trying to say but he turned to me, cock out and tried desperately to shove his dick back in his trousers. All that came out for the first few seconds was ”uuuuh uuhhh uhhh”

Once he was straightened up he looked at me as if I was nuts. He then held his hand out to shake mine and I pulled back telling him he might want to wash that first. He blushed for the second time in a 2-minute span and slowly turned to wash his hands.

In the meantime, I stood there patiently waiting with my hands on my hips, acting as if I had every right to be there. He dried his hands and introduced himself as Eddie.

“So why were you staring at me all night, Eddie? What do you want?” I asked very matter of factly.

I must have thrown this guy for a serious loop because he was really having a hard time getting his words out but he finally did, saying he thought I was very pretty and wanted to meet me but didn’t know how to approach me. We started idly chatting when I finally decided to leave the men’s room and retire to a private booth where we could talk for a few. I figured I had embarrassed him enough.

We moved to the back and ordered a last drink, talking a bit about nothing in particular when he finally told me what was holding him back….

continued tomorrow