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OPULENZIA Quindici: Abbracciare il grasso della Zia

October 20, 2018

Previous Chapter

Quando la zia mi si era seduta sopra in montagna, ho potuto finalmente sentire la sua vera grassezza. Abbondava di grasso in larghissime quantita’ tra i suoi fianchi, il grembo, le cosce, il seno da mucca.

I suoi fianchi in particolare erano grassissimi, belli larghi, come una madre Terra molto fertile. Un ammasso di lardo cremoso. Cuscini di accogliente opulenza. Un sogno epicureo. L’abbandono al piacere.

Il grasso dell’interno delle sue cosce era poi qualcosa di speciale. La carne era ancora piu’ morbida, sembrava sciogliersi tra le dita, e c’era un’estrema abbondanza di essa. Si era accumulata li in anni di edonismo, con la gioia di vivere di una madre sempre desiderosa di procreare.

Dare vita.

Dare.

Con quelle cosce poteva farlo.

Era talmente abbondante che c’era un enorme sacca di mortadella che si accasciava lì in mezzo. Un bonus di cellulite a cui lasciarsi andare nel modo più sfacciato. Lei, d’altra parte, lo esibiva spesso in pubblico, con consapevole noncuranza. Me lo faceva palpare, io ci affondavo la mano e la immergevo nel grasso. Era come imburrarsi le dita.

Che bella femmina.

Potevo veramente buttare la mano a caso e afferrare un gnocco di lardo puro, come se fosse infinito.

Da monta.

Il grasso delle sue cosce era quasi oleoso ma asciutto, liscissimo, come il velluto più delicato. Io ci sguazzavo dentro come un bambino nel grembo di Madre Terra. E lei mi ripeteva di continuo, “caro, ti piacciono le coscione della zia? Ti piacciono?”

Come una meretrice esperta.

“Mi sono ingrassata tanto per te, caro, lo sai? Guarda le coscione della zia, guarda… come ti sembrano? Anche da bambino ti piaceva toccarle, lo sai?”

She told me this story over and over, she never got tired of reminding me of how I always loved her and she always adored me. I loved the fact that she adapted her adoration in a more adult way now. She made me grow as a human being.

Come sei bello, caro, fatti spupazzare dalla zia…
vieni qua che ti abbraccio,
che ti spupazzo un po’ tra i miei seni, caro, sì, lo so che ci guardi sempre,
ti piacciono?
ti voglio tanto bene, sai,
la zia ti vuole tanto bene.
stringimi, caro…
oh! caro, sì! stringi il sederone della zia
che ti vuole tanto bene,
guarda, sono tutto tua,
stringimi stretta, ecco, così…

aspetta ti vengo sopra
così siamo più vicini

Vuoi, vero? gli vuoi bene alla tua ziona, lo so…
bravo, si, ecco… vieni qua, allora…

When she was in heat she would just come to me like that, stripping naked or barely clothed — like wearing a low cut shirt that exposed her giant rack or rocking a summer dress that was making a tent around her bulbous ass — demanding a skin to skin hug which inevitably grew in a fondling session.

She also loved to have me fondle her in public. Bella culona. She loved to hug me whenever she had a chance, blatantly inviting me to hug her back. She had an imposing shape that would always stand up in public. That of a giant steatopygous goddess, Willendorfian in her dimensions, with the widest fattest hips.

The first time I put my open hand on one of her hips in public, she hugged me closer and kissed me. My fondling became inevitable, I could not hold back. My face into the softness of her chest, my hand sinking in into the buttery flesh of booty. BUTT-er, she was.

I saw another guy looking at us and especially Carmela’s fat, and his girlfriend slapped him right there and then — although from that moment on she would start eating more, to the improvement of their sex lives.

Another time in summer we decided, like many other times, to go on a little hike. But for this particular occasion she decided to wear this amazing, soft clingy red dress, that left little to the imagination.

I hugged her imposing figure, the soft shoulders, the cushiony belly, the gigantic breasts, the even more gigantic hips, and the enormous mounds of cellulite of her pig-sized thighs. I felt in heaven. So many men were transfixed by her jiggliness.

Ziona come sei grassa! Che bella cicciona che sei, sei gonfia di lardo. Che bello il tuo culone grasso. Sei proprio una cicciona grassissima, zia, che coscione da mucca….sei uns mucca da carne coi fianchi grassi quanto sei tanta. I can’t stop looking at the fat on your hips, you’re so soft all over, I love hugging you, squeeze you…. your thighs are giant prosciutti, loaded with lard. Much so much.

I feel her massive softness.
Mating with mother Earth.

END OF CHAPTER FIFTEEN

BigCutie Sadie squeezable hips

May 21, 2017

Of the latest signing accomplished by BigCuties, this is certainly the most spectacular. Sadie‘s massive pear shape has given me many beautiful dreams, always governed by softness and desire, so I’m excited by what this can bring us!

squeezable hips and thighs

After watching these new preview pictures, I am reminded of her divine fatness. The way she stands is that of Aphrodite, laying on one massive leg, showing off the abundance that she’ll bring. Her curves are fatter and bigger than ever.

Softer too?

Her bubbly cellulite makes me want to reach out and massage her fat, feeling my fingers sink in slowly into her flesh. She’s so wide and bulging.

Oh what would i give for just a video that really kneads her softness, slowly, with love, savoring every dimple of cellulite. With a lover or self performed. Fingers sinking in, a good pat on the junk, moving the beautiful mass. Showing the depth of those hills of hips. Where’s that hip bone? Is there even a bone beneath all that beauty?? So beautiful…

Tell me you wouldn’t want to sink your hands into those giant beautiful thighs. All that flesh to squeeze, such a fertile land…

Of course you would.

Maybe you’d even want to dive head first into her opulent abundance, kissing it, adoring it with your mouth.

Or just cupping her bulging hips and bouncing all that creaminess in your hands.

A divine sensation.

I would love to just push one of her hips in towards her other hip. Yeah, kind of how she’s doing in the photo below but as if she started from the side, from the farthest edge of her hip.

se dai una manata affettuosa su quei fianchi, quanta carne si muove?

How big is that balloon of fat on one side? You push it towards the other hip to get a good feel of how much flesh she has down there. SO MUCH. So heavy. It must be heaven to feel that weight. You have accumulated so much beauty, Sadie!

Mamma mia quanto lardo che hai, Sadie…

From behind, I would put one of my hands right where she has it, enough to get the biggest cup of fat I can get. I want to feel my hand submerged by fat, with the softness massive booty ever. Overflowing everywhere. Around my hand too! It must be so divine to feel so much fat in your hands, I can’t even imagine it, its weight when I lift it, its jiggliness when i let it fall, its softness when i squeeze it.

The exciting thing about these photos and the beautiful profile notes at the bottom of sadie.bigcuties.com/previews.html is that this makes me think that @BigCuties will achieve to show just that!

BigCutie Kennedy cosciona culona

September 6, 2016

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Madonna, Bit Cutie Kennedy misura 147-127-172 cm, con delle cosce grosse 96 cm!! E i fianchi gravidi di lardo… Nice and meaty, come dice lei stessa. Tutta da strizzare. Una donna felliniana portata all’eccesso.

Il cuscino di carne di Sadie

July 13, 2016

cuscione

Appoggiati sul mio cuscino di carne
tutto caldo, tutto morbido
tutta cellulite, pura
acquosa come il latte
ma più burrosa

bury your face in my hip
grab it from both sides
and squeeze it, suckle it
savor it
so warm, so soft

E’ tutto grasso, caro
Ti piace il culone della zia?
Immergiti nelle onde della mia carne, sono un mare
di grasso, stringimi, baciami
Mi voglio ingrassare i fianchi

ancora di più

Consequences of Sarah’s cellulite gain

September 22, 2015

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A sixteen year old male passed by our spot while we were loving each other. Sarah teased him by showing all her flesh. He then went home and made sure to “accidentally” show his lust to his aunt’s friend, the one with the giant udders. The same night she offered him the boobs he had always dreamed about every night since he was 12.

See the prequel to this post.


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