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I want to put my face between those beautiful fat thighs and feel her cellulite on my lips

Bella cosciona, c’hai talmente tanto grasso sulle coscie che mi fai venire fame… non oso immaginare come dev’essere bello quando le allarghi e mi accogli lì in mezzo! Hai davvero delle coscie tutte da stringere, io mi ci tufferei dentro… e mentre te le palpo per bene te le leccherei, ti succhierei i mucchi di lardo, vorrei sentire tutta la tua carne. Sai cosa farei? metterei le mie labbra lì sulla coscia sinistra dove c’hai quel gnocco di grasso che sporge un po’ in fuori, e inizierei ad adorarti. Mi piace sentire le increspature della cellulite tra le mie labbra. E tu di cellulite ne hai così tanta.

E sai che ti dona esporla così, come un mercato della carne? I tuoi prosciutti grassi sono un trionfo della natura sulle idiozie del popolo ignorante e inconsapevole. Lasciali al loro stupido blaterare. I di te amo tutto, anche il tuo bel ventre florido, l’ingolfatura sopra i fianchi, i seni delicati e i bei capelli ricci. Ma tutto quel ben di dio che c’hai sulle gambe è veramente qualcosa di incredibile, bellissimo ed irresistibile. Sai che più le guardo più mi sembrano inzuppate di grasso? Anche i tuoi stinchi sono belli grassi, più larghi delle mie coscie di sicuro. E poi, chissà come sei bella quando cammini, con tutto quel grasso che ballonzola…

(via Booties and Titties)

I love bigger women but I can still recognize beauty where beauty’s at. And the photo above is and is about beauty. The pure and raw beauty of curves. I started loving BBW from women like that. I occasionally still enjoy the colder sensuality of “slim” women, even if now I think a body like hers - albeit beautiful - is not rich enough for myself.

Here are the joys of flesh. The happy guy probably can’t believe how lucky he got. He gets to mate with one of the most opulent females on the planet: Massive Mocha, also known as Chocolate Desire. As you can see, she has really fat, very abundant hips. She probably is endowed with the biggest and fattest hips ever.

It’s important to get fat hips for fertility, just at an instinctual level you want her to carry your children, you want some security, and hips so engorged with fat will give you that kind of feeling. Mocha’s have cellulite for years to come.

Mating with a woman that large will make a guy feel better than mating with a smaller one. Look how big she is. Look at her thighs, she is like three times his size. If you give pleasure to such a Goddess, you are going to feel more manly than ever.

He is jumping on her and fucking her as hard as he can. He is happy to feel so much flesh around him. She is really a mountain of flesh, and those massive buttocks are so thick he has to climb them. Look at how he jumps on top of her, he’s hungry, he wants her, he want to unite with all that beauty. She is so gorgeously fat he can fuck her as his real self, a hungry, passionate animal.

It is something else to climb on top of a massive body like that and feel surrounded by so much flesh, from your knees up to your face. Because his face is probably buried between her huge tits.

She is mountain, but she is also ocean. Look at those rolls of lard, they are so juicy they are almost liquid. You could just put your face in there and swim. Or you can use them as the softest pillows, like he does. Personally, I would like to put my hands on the fattest part of her hips, dig my hand in there and squeeze her fat hips. She is so beautiful. (E’ una bella mucca da monta, con tutto quel grasso abbondante, come si fa a non volerla fecondare…)

Also, he doesn’t have to worry about hurting her. Her copious padding not only gives comfort to him, but also puts her in control. Her body is just so much bigger than in any case, she is at an advantage. If he is not a good male, she can reject him easily and get a new one. But when she opens up those legs to you, I can assure you you are going to feel special.

These thoughts are true for every BBW in my opinion, she doesn’t have to be opulent like Massive Mocha to intoxicate you with that kind of divine lust. All you need is 250 pounds of joy. You will feel empowered to mate with somebody so much larger than you. I feel like an animal impregnating a beautiful cow, lying on a bed of flesh, wrapped into the opulence of a goddess.

As I said other times, I was born a boob man. I have been admiring huge female breasts since the age of twelve, when Serena Grandi changed my life. Mandy Blake is one of those models that made me “evolve” beyond boobs. Mandy has big boobs nonetheless, but her most distinguishing feature is the meaty abundance below her tits. However, I didn’t realize how attracted I was to that fleshy opulence: at the time I was only looking for big breasts. But for some reason Mandy instantly become one of my favorite models even if she didn’t have the biggest and juiciest boobs.

Even more strangely, I thought she was my favorite because of her beautiful breasts. But now that I know better the subtle ways of seduction, I know how she conquered me. She conquered me with big boobs on top of a very wide, very curvy mountain of flesh.

Mandy drives you across lakes of soft flesh. She is a one-of-a-kind paradise, so let’s follow the curves of her bubbly body. Starting from her long meaty legs she drives your senses to the ecstasy of her wide hips, which nowadays expand to the remarkable girth of 64 inches! And like Murciélago observes, this measure will probably grow in the future (I will have a separate post on Mandy remarkable growth soon).

Such a large ass leaves plenty of room to play with. She will easily wrap your lustful desire into her soft, recessed alcove, and keep you safe and sound inside her warm womb. You will indulge into her sumptuous thighs, so thick and buttery to look like massive pillows, lavishly padded with many generous pounds of cellulite. And you will grab those pillows of flab, you will squeeze them as you please and adore them until you die, for they are thick and heavy when they capture your whole body.

Then, looking up, you will admire the sublime proportions of those enormous hips, noticing they are large enough to provide a healthy foundation, so that everything above them has the chance to bloom and prosper. Admire the large masses of lard on those enormous buttocks, and applaud their ample shape! Mandy radiates Goddess-like beauty right from her hips.

Above all that hilly buttery landscape, her figure curves voluptuously into one of the most lavish, pulpy, mouthwatering gulfs you can encounter. It’s the Waist Gulf, where the richest and warmest waves meet in the calm refuge between the womb and the milk farm.

That’s what made me grow beyond boobs. Just look at the picture here. She is literally oozing lust. Ancient instincts are awakened. I see her laying on the pillows, and I want to mate and procreate. And it’s not just the boobs: the boobs are beautiful, but they appear divine and so incredibly desirable because of the magnificence of her lower body.

It’s all in those fantastic rolls. The first roll is a little chubby, delicate and smooth like a fresh lily. The second one is fuller, much thicker and exuding a lavish feeling of opulence as it covers the panties slip. The third, right above the thighs, looks like a deposit of lust. It is so fat that it bulges like a magnificent bag full of meat. You can even see the buttery bubbles of her copious cellulite. And after that, the infinite expanse of her wide breeding hips and her big, chunky thighs awaits you.

She is what I call a round pyramid of desire. First she reassures you with the mountains of flesh on her hips and thighs, and then if you still weren’t convinced, she offers you the maternal temptation of her big fat boobs.