Archive for December, 2010

Mounting Large’n’Lovely, her big lard-ridden ass, the mountain of flesh you can grab onto

December 28, 2010


(the image is (c) of Large’n’Lovely)

Wow. I’ve been staring at this pic for 10 minute straight, completely lost into the incredible beauty, and I am mesmerized by just how beautiful really fat hips can look. I can almost feel my hand touching those two big bulky mountains of flesh. I can almost feel the softness, the sense of infinity — can you imagine to put a hand right in the center of one of those enormous buttocks? There’s a lot of flesh around you. And it’s a big mountain of lard, your hand easily sinks in.

Sicilia, che bel mare

December 24, 2010


(photos are (c) Sicilia’s Curves)

Ma che bel mare, fammi affogare nel tuo mare, Sicilia, fammi succhiare la tua acqua, la tua cellulite; le tue grasse curve, il tuo lardo. Bellissima.


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Farewell Gwen

December 20, 2010

My good friend Northern Goddess Admirer brought to my attention that the beautiful Gwen Dolan has retired from BBW modeling. This has probably been a fact known to most for a while now, but I wasn’t aware of it.

Oh, it’s so sad, although we always respect a Goddess’ choice. But her very generous measures (44-42-67 inches as far as I’m aware, or 46-44-69 as bbwpedia reports) will be sorely missed.

Let’s bid her farewell by admiring once more the divine proportions of her shape. Gwen was and will always be endowed with really fat thighs, adorned with so much cellulite it bulges out in huge chunks. The visible craters and bumps are so pronounced they’re noticeable when she wears tight jeans. The long legs and the tall profile of her hips make her very inviting to any man worth his manhood. Her austere face and long straight hair is proper of a Venus who is demanding the best of everything. The big fat hips also belong to someone who’s not less noble than a Queen. Finally, the soft cuddly arms and belly only complete the picture of a woman who knows how to live and love.

For me, the legs were her best feature. I really loved how meaty they were, and how striking they looked in the wonderful portraits that she gifted us. Really big, chunky thighs with lots of flesh to dig your hands in. And so very sensual.

Gwen, farewell my Goddess, and I envy the lucky fellows who you will encounter in your path.

Pear Bottom majesty

December 16, 2010


(photos are (C) of mercedesbbw.com)

“Ne avete abbastanza? Ne volete dell’altro di lardo?”

“I have two big buckets full. It’s like water”

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OPULENZIA at the Sixth Point of Perversion: From a Valley of Lard, to a Port of Sin

December 12, 2010

(images in this story are (c) of their respective holders, which in order are:
Brie Brown, Ms SuperDome Booty, ChocoMelons, Katrina of Supersized Bombshells, Kati of SiliconeFree)

Carmela con i suoi cuscini di lardo, talmente grassi che ci si può sedere sopra

 

Previous Chapter

 


The Point of Perdition,
or,
How Passion sailed from a Valley of Lard, to a Port of Sin, safely

Zia Carmela had a very sweet way of reading and acknowledging feelings from people. It was almost as if she was able to read their minds. I’d love to give you an example. My friend Gianni, a really smart computer geek, always had a thing for Japanese culture and tiny cutesy Asian girls. Somehow Carmela seemed to know that, as the first time he came over to visit us, she wore a kimono and made him sushi, without asking him anything. By the end of the meal he was completely lost in love with her, and he had an embarrassing boner. I’m sure the many smiles she gave him made him happy, as well as the deep cleavage she was conceding when pouring him wine. Plus, I’ve never seen Gianni so relaxed before. And I had never seen him so interested in women’s legs before. He has always been a boob guy, but he just couldn’t stop staring at my aunt’s big thighs, any moment he had a chance. It goes without saying he was also drooling over her breasts, otaku-style.

Gianni was not the only one. With Rosario, a great guy I met in Naples who happens to also be an excellent cook, Carmela had him do all the cooking. She just sat at the table eating everything he presented her. Rosario was elated to cook for a woman who was enjoying his food so much. He kept looking at her voluminous hips. When it was time to leave, she gave him a big kiss, almost on his lips, and she put his hands on her hips.

“Stringimi,” she said. “Come on, squeeze me tight, dear…”

She knew he loved her soft hips.

“Can you feel it? You made my hips bigger with all your delicious dishes! Feel me up, I’m not kidding!” she said with a smile, slapping her own curves as he was digging in.

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