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Phat Copula

May 2, 2009

phat-copula

ARE my hips fat enough for you? IS my butt too small? Grab me here, I’ve got so much PHAT round here… and then squeeze my thigh down there, hard, yeah, sink in that hunk of lard…

(Image is (c) http://bbwhouseofcajun.com/

Morning temptations

April 17, 2009
That's Airabella from ultimatebbw.com, she is 55-40-75. Look at those fat thighs, and all that flesh bulging everywhere, doesn't she make you drool?

That's Airabella from ultimatebbw.com, she is 55-40-75. Look at those fat thighs, and all that flesh bulging everywhere, doesn't she make you drool?

I often see my woman in her underwear — that’s one of the advantages of being with someone. I love the teasing, even the involuntary kind, and when you are with someone who’s more than 300 pounds, there’s a whole different level of teasing.

In the mornings when she gets ready to leave for work, I get to watch her walking around me. I am still in bed and all I get to do is compliment her with my perverted remarks, like “God you are so fat” or “you got so much juice” and so on. She has so much flesh bouncing and shaking all over. She has big porky thighs that make any skinny woman look ridiculous. They are just packed, engorged with cellulite, oozing softness in many turgid bubbles.

Every once in a while she comes closer to the bed to let me adore her. I grab her by her love handles and pull her closer to me so that I can rub my face on her hips and thighs. I love to lick her flesh with my tongue, just like an animal would do. I am honest, I do what I love to do. I love to bury my face in the fattest part of her prosciutto-sized legs. And I show her my raging erection so she knows the effect of her abundance on me.

While I am down on her thighs, at anytime if I raise my head I can see the opulence of her hips and belly, and the droopy goodness of a very large, fat teat looming over me. It’s so good to be surrounded by flesh.
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La Dea Cosciona Regina d’Italia – Capitolo 2

April 9, 2009

Guarda li' che bei fianchi grassi, e che belle quelle coscione da mattanza(photo: (c) bigbuttasshley.com)

Quella sera Rossana si presentò da Edoardo vestita in modo quasi indecente. Sotto un lungo impermeabile scuro si celava il suo corpo, coperto solamente da un sottile abbigliamento, senza maniche, attillato in vita e vaporoso sui fianchi. A parte l’indecente vastità di pelle esposta, non ci sarebbe nel suo vestiario nulla di strano, se non fosse che fuori faceva meno due gradi sottozero. Nonostante il freddo lei sembrava a suo agio con quasi nulla addosso.

Dal modo in cui le mammelle se ne stavano di fronte a lei si poteva capire che sotto il vestito c’era un reggiseno a balconcino, che forse sarebbe più appropriato dire a terrazza, visto che esponeva un paio di tettone in continuo movimento. Era come un mare in piena, con increspature opulente e una liquidità che poteva appartenere solo alle poccie più delicate, magari impregnate di abbondante latte.

Oltre a quel richiamo materno, vi era anche il richiamo di terra: lo spacco vertiginoso della gonna, che arrivava fino ai fianchi, scoprendo le rotondità di una lunga e lussureggiante distesa di piacere.

Edoardo aveva preparato una cena adatta a quel tipo di lusso. Dapprima vennero i numerosi antipasti, accompagnati da un buon vino rosso corposo. Vi erano vari tipi di salumi, dai prosciutti ai salami, con mortadella, pancetta e lardarelli. La mortadella in particolare riscontrò un grande successo presso Rossana. “Dicono che la mortadella non sia di classe, ma secondo me sono tutti matti! Passamene qualche altra fetta, va la!” Al chè Edoardo prontamente ne porse non una, ma numerose fette. “Rossana, sei la gioia di vivere, la bellezza fatta carne, e quanta carne!” esclamò Edoardo, “Ecco, mangia, nutriti, o mia dea!”

Rossana mangiava, e anche Edoardo mangiava mentre guardava le cosce di quella Venere grassa, fissandole senza pudore, senza falsità. “Mi guardi le cosce, eh? Guarda che ti ho visto guardarmele da settimane, cosa credi? Ma non c’e’ mica niente di male… ti piace la carne, e io ne ho tanta, lo so… guarda qua, guarda quanta ne ho…” e così dicendo Rossana si scoprì quasi tutta la coscia, per dieci o quindici lunghissimi secondi, giusto il tempo per fargli capire che era grassa per davvero e che esigeva un trattamento adeguato all’opulenza del suo corpo. Era come metterlo di fronte ad una specie di aspettativa. Sembrava che chiedesse, sei in grado o no di offrire qualcosa di altrettanto abbondante e prezioso come le mie floride cosce?
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Ode to Dawn, Goddess of Abundance

March 23, 2009
Imagine a huge lot of creamy beauty swaying back and forth, jigling its flesh like an ocean of buttery milk

Imagine a huge lot of creamy beauty swaying back and forth, jigling its flesh like an ocean of buttery milk

MsDawnp latest video — called “Headless” (3/18/2008) — is one of the sexiest video I’ve ever seen. And I don’t say this lightly. It’s one of those videos words are not enough. You really got to see it with your eyes and just drool over it.

It’s full of jiggling flesh all over, you see belly, ass, thighs, you see her big overflowing boobs swaying left and right, barely contained by her glorifying shelf top. That’s a dam on the verge of collapse. Her boob flesh is stacked on top of it like big, bulging water mountains, filling the dress to capacity. Nobody could possibly load it more than that. It’s such a sensual, magnificent, sublimely beautiful view. And all of that is in motion, all before your eyes. It’s the most elegant dance a guy can see.

Nobody talks about this level of beauty. The beauty of a mating call, the beauty of motherhood, the beauty of over abundance. The magnificence of filling up a bra with so much softness that you almost see it oozing out like honey, or rich milk, and you want to just dive in, and lay, lick, love, and die. And so I want to write this ode to the fullness of her chest, to the largeness of her hips and to the soft fertility of her belly. And I want to write this to all BBWs and to their lovers, for they should cherish the divine curvy beauty they are blessed to live with, just like I am.

I wish I could stand before you, oh mia Goddess, even with my hardened body so indecently exposed. And please forgive me if I speak like this about your beauty, and if I tell others to look at your naked opulence, and stare at your jiggling flesh.

I dare to hope that one day, the most beautiful and prosperous, you will walk in front of us with that same dress, to show the world how creamy your world truly is.
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Now, you only have one thing to do. Go to her website and subscribe. Seriously. There are no second meanings in my words, I am unfortunately not affiliated with her (notice how I have no ads on my blog differently from all other blogs). I’m just a horny guy who likes BBWs with big boobs and very large hips, and I’m telling you: you won’t find this hotness anywhere else. (Plus she listens to subscribers feedback and talks/cams with them…;))

(Photo is (c) msdawnp.com)

Qane is back!

March 13, 2009
I love those big bulging hips, 100% pure cellulite, the softest and most beautiful ever!

I love those big bulging hips, 100% pure cellulite, the softest and most beautiful ever!

Ladies and gentlemen, Qane is back. And she is back with a brand new website where you can not only watch the wonders of her copious cellulite, but also admire other very curvy girls, although not as curvy as Qane. There are no new videos yet but her new photos are amazing. I really suggest you join because she has some of the best jiggling hips ever, and while chatting with me she even said she’d consider some of my ideas. Which, as you can imagine, involve a lot natural jiggling.

Anyway, in case you had forgotten, Qane is 75″ fat around her hips and that generosity makes her one of the most erotic BBW on the net. Her magnificent hips are back and it feels special to admire them again. Look at them again… they are still incredibly large, and each one is big like a basket-ball, but very soft. You will want to dive into those bulging bags of beauty. You will want to reach out and bury your whole face into those pillows, licking and squeezing everywhere like a hungry boy.

Her opulence is magical and abundant, like a river of soft elegance that seems to pop out of the screen. I love how the almost liquid oval of her butt is loaded with flesh, heaping with pleasure. And I adore how her hips become a shelf for passion, the most sincere and selfless love, willing to give life in such a luscious receptacle of lust.

(Photo is (c) Qane)


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