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Il capezzolo della zia

July 26, 2017

Il capezzolo della zia Carmela e’ grasso, che ti riempie la bocca. Si fa assaggiare per via della sua abbondanza, e da quella solida morbidezza esce un latte burroso, molto cremoso. Il passaggio dalla carne al latte lo percepisci appena. Ciucciare dal suo seno è come se la sua mammella prima ti riempisse la bocca, e poi ti si sciogliesse dentro. Come un uovo di cioccolata al latte che poi inizia a sciolgersi. Lei ti nutre. E tu sogni di ingravidarla mentre ti immergi nel suo seno da ultramaggiorata. Come Serena Grandi nell’Iniziazione, ma molto più abbondante.

Una Serena Grandi grassissima, mille volte più tettona, e con delle cosce così:

Lo splendore di Airabella

May 29, 2016


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La meraviglia del grasso di Airabella
Le mammelle gravide di latte
Le cosce trapuntate di cellulite
L’ampiezza dei suoi fianchi, accoglienti come un letto matrimoniale
Il lardo, ovunque, florido e abbondante

OPULENZIA: the Thirteenth Chapter, or when Curves expose the Weaknesses of Youth

May 21, 2016

Curve a non finire

Previous Chapter

We dropped the groceries at the car. As we moved each bag in, the weight of the bags made my body swing almost out of balance, making me innocently bump into Carmela’s padded volumes. Oops. Bella culona grassa…

Then, instead of jumping back in the car and going home as I expected, Carmela stopped on her feet and declared “Come on, let’s go.”

Eden MorShe led me back to the mall, sort of in a hurry. The very steady pace made her breasts bounce wildly. Her nipples became erected.

We went into the ladies restroom. She took me by the hand and pushed me against the wall. She pulled down my pants in the atrium and she exposed me in front of all the ladies there. Everybody was looking. I caught a beautiful tettona looking at me straight in the eye. Le mangiai le tette con gli occhi, immaginandomi di succhiarle le mammelle gonfie di latte.

In order to draw my attention back, Carmela simply lifted her own skirt and revealed her gigantic hips. That’s all she had to do. They were so fat. All of a sudden nobody could compare. She moved in my direction, slowly, her lard exposed and jiggling everywhere. My penis lifted itself up steadily at the vision of all that cellulite, while the rest of my body was paralyzed in awe. I couldn’t even control it. ‘Twas like I was being transformed into something perversely different, but that I knew intimately.

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OPULENZIA: the Twelfth chapter, or a Leap of Faith into the Heavenly Ocean

February 18, 2016

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Previous Chapter

After the unexpected but very pleasurable “breakfast,” we finally got our act together and left the house.

Zia Carmela dressed in a way that emphasized the abundance of her body. Her long wavy hair was unrestrained: it was so long and thick that it covered most of her back, barely touching the top of her butt. If you looked at her from the front, often times you’d be able to admire a shiny lock gently resting on her breasts. And behind such lush hair, you could still see the suppleness of her shoulders.

She wore dark red lipstick, and some mascara to show people who’s boss. Although with boobs like that she really didn’t need to. Her sleeve-less summer dress was low-cut both in the front and in the back, making her warm complexion stand out against the long luscious hair. Her bra was the biggest shelf bra ever, building a somewhat decent support for the very prosperous breasts.

“I love to wear this kind of bra, it makes my boobs jiggle the most…”

Sì, come una mucca…” Mi riempii le mani con le sue tette. Le piaceva farsi strizzare le mammelle.

“Pronta per essere munta,” mi rispose, sporgendosi in avanti un po’. Voleva proprio farmi vedere quanto era mucca.

The dress continued vaporous toward her hips, outlining their magnificent girth.

“Che bella grassona che sei, zia!”

She smiled, pleased and compiaciuta of herself. Le diedi una manata sul culone sguignolo, and we walked out the door.

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Le Belle Coscione della Zia

November 18, 2015

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“Ciao zia! Come stai bene con quel costume!”

“Ciao caro, tu sei tanto gentile, ma cosa vuoi, fa così caldo qua alle Hawaii…” Eravamo in vacanza da qualche giorno.

“Infatti,” ribattei io, “ho visto molte ragazze in bikini lungo la strada, quindi non sei l’unica ad alleggerire il vestiario.”

“Ma dici che sono un po’ troppo scosciata?”

“Ma no, ma no, assolutamente. E poi con quelle coscione, cosa vuoi… chi può non gradire le coscione della zia?” Dissi io, ammiccando.

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