Posts Tagged ‘cellulite da baciare’

SupathickMami and her cellulite

March 22, 2011


(photo is (c) mssupathickmami.com)

I love BBWs that talk about their own curves like Supathick Mami. I don’t know why it’s more sensual hearing it from the “owner” of such beauty. But it’s true, cellulite is so beautiful, I don’t know why it’s not talked about more often. Anyway, Supathick Mami, I don’t know how wide your hips are these days, but your cellulite looks succulent in those pants, I love every single crater and bubble. I hope your hips are still growing, although they already look absolutely fantastic!!! I love their “shelf factor” as well… as we say from where I grew up, sei una bella cosciona. Ciao, Mami.

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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Farrah Foxx excitement (or how big thighs can change the course of your day)

November 26, 2010


If you work in an office, do you occasionally get hard-ons while you tap away at your computer? That what happened to me today. Continuous hard-ons, one after the other. And my mind would constantly drift toward the unique sensual grace that belongs to Farrah Foxx.

I just love her. I love her big, meaty thighs. I’d love to meet her just to squeeze them and show her how beautiful she is. But most of all I love her smile, which makes her curves even softer. There’s something so sensual in the way she smiles.

So I was typing away and just doing my job, then somehow an image of her quickly stormed my mind. Then it left, quickly as it came. Or so I thought. But then, slowly, I started feeling my cock getting harder, and harder, and harder. In front of me I just had my monitor, some text, and the aseptic environment of my workplace. Nothing else. Despite all this, the image of Farrah’s sweet smile was somehow vivid in my mind, and together with her abundant curves she took over me. Thank god for cubicles!

I saw Farrah covered in lace, gently hiding her gorgeous softness with the thinnest and most delicate of all garments. She is magnificent, my own Arabian Nights’ Sharāzād. I could almost feel the exquisite texture of her skin underneath the lacy stuff. She is very juicy.

Then she takes my hand and puts her on her thigh.

“Squeeze my fat thighs, sweetie. Squeeze them…”

Her legs feel like silos of pure fat. So beautiful. I saw a woman today in San Francisco with thighs like that, big fat rolls of meat, and she was wearing a miniskirt. Big, chunky craters of cellulite. No stockings. She was a business lady, elegant buttoned up shirt, and matching short skirt. With giant fat legs jiggling everywhere as she walked quickly down Montgomery Street.

How could I not think about Farrah? Plus, Farrah has even bigger ones.

“Do you like my big thighs, sweetie?”

“Oh my dear Farrah, I love them. I love how fat they are.” Next thing I know my face is buried into her hips. I love to suckle her cellulite. Kiss it and chew it between my lips. Savor it. Lick it, and suck on it. Farrah’s cellulite is the softest and I could fondle it for years.

“You like my fat, honey?”

You know, one thing I love about Farrah is that I can totally see her talk like that. Sweetly yet in a perverted way. Her eyes are pure eroticism. Her softness, the most angelic sin.
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Jae and the Wall of Booty

September 28, 2010

Like I said elsewhere, if I had to explain the word “Magnificence” with a picture, this is the one picture I would use.

Jae’s buttocks are mountains. They are heaps of cellulite, so tall that half of her back is all booty. In Italian there’s an expression, “culo alto”, usually associated with skinny women whose rear-ends are perky and pointing up. Well, I’m happy to report Jae is not exactly skinny, but her big culo is fat and very, very tall and wide. Her butt is the demonstration that if you keep putting flesh down there, it will eventually pile up. Like a giant puffy mound of whipped cream.

I love how her hips are so tall they gently curve inwards at mid height, bulging under the weight of more and more flesh. With the body of a modern Venus de Milo, you can only dream to hug her from behind, wrapping your arms around her, resting them on top of her hips and around her belly. You kiss her on the neck, like a lover. You hold her and make her feel protected, while she protects you. You can’t help to rest your whole body onto the huge, magnificent buttocks. Her ass is so fat it feels like the softest, squishiest pillow.

“Do you think by butt is too fat?” She asks loudly and fully aware of the open window, quickly drawing the attention of people passing by.

An old man with glasses looks in and stares at her. “Did you ever see a butt so big, old man? Come in, touch it, so you can tell your friends. Lover, let him touch…”

He caresses sweetly the side of her hips, feeling the incredible softness. “They didn’t make them so fat in your times, did they?”

His pants begin to stretch. “Lover, show our friend how much lard I have.”

It’s your turn now. You put a hand right below her booty, cupping and lifting as much as you can. And then you let the load go. It splashes down sounding like a big water balloon, jiggling everywhere like a sea.

“Lover, lift again”

You lift both buttocks, all their thick heavy weight, as much as you can. When you drop all that goodness down, it almost feels like an earthquake. Her body shakes under the massive mass of flesh being shaken.

“This is all fat, look at it, it’s a ton of lard,” you drool, as you slap her on the hips.

Jae turns her head, and looks at the old gentleman in the eyes, with the sweetest, most disarming smile ever.

“I want to see you again… but now I am going to mate. My butt got fatter this week…

(photo is (c) bigcuties.com)


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