In praise of BBWs......

Carnevil9

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Hi gang,

We certainly seem to have a lot of BBW lovers on this board, and that's cool. Personally, I don't have a body "type" that I favor; I've loved women of all shapes and sizes.

But I'm curious: for those of you with a preference for BBWs, can you articulate why? I know, I know, a lot of questions like that can only be answered with, "I just do, that's why!" and that's fine. But... if you DO have a reason why you prefer BBWs over other body types, I'd be curious to know why. I might be missing out on something that I didn't realize!

Thanks!
 
Hi gang,

We certainly seem to have a lot of BBW lovers on this board, and that's cool. Personally, I don't have a body "type" that I favor; I've loved women of all shapes and sizes.

But I'm curious: for those of you with a preference for BBWs, can you articulate why? I know, I know, a lot of questions like that can only be answered with, "I just do, that's why!" and that's fine. But... if you DO have a reason why you prefer BBWs over other body types, I'd be curious to know why. I might be missing out on something that I didn't realize!

Thanks!

You might find some answers in response to this post on another thread:

http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=55839122&postcount=710

Including mine: "Yes of course, the curves, as has been said. But curves seen from across the room only begin to put the key in the ignition, as it were. As the hands feel the ample body area, including all the obvious highlights, and we feel the soft, silky, "squishy" marshmallowy give (I flinch from using that word, knowing that for some it's pejorative and undesirable-- not so, for your would-be admirers!), the engine is cranked and the gas is pumping!
If then you, the BBW, are confident that you can be, and ARE sexy and desirable, then we can actually go out for the most joyous of joyrides!!"
 
Thanks for the tip, Badonk. I've been to that thread, but had missed the "why we love them" comments. Very enlightening!
 
I like women with big boobs and big hips, but not big all over as in fat. Our neighbor, Mary has big sagging boobs and a huge ass, but a narrow waist and no belly. She claims her measurements are 48DD-22-58. Their daughter, our daughter-in-law, is similarly built except her boobs are not sagging yet.
 
Deep down, I'm basically a hedonist. I'm devoted to pleasure. I like my pleasure intense and to excess. My signature line says it all--"too much is still not enough."

I like thick, richly marbled, juicy steaks. I smoke fat, full-bodied, maduro cigars. I drink cabernet--a bottle at a time. I like single malt scotch whiskey, dry martinis made with gin and vermouth only, aged rum and anejo tequila. I indulge in rich desserts, the darkest chocolate, and mounds of butter. I drink French or Italian roast coffee with heavy cream--or espresso.

I listen to music cranked up to 11 and I watch movies on a giant screen with the lights turned off.

I feed my appetites and indulge my senses--as often and as excessively as possible.

More than anything else, I love women. The women that excite my senses the most have big breasts, wide hips, a round bottom, thick thighs, and a soft belly. To me, an amply shaped woman is the ultimate sensual experience. I become intoxicated by her curves, mesmerized by her shape, and fulfilled by her flesh. The more I see, the more I want.

I'm a hedonist and a glutton. More is what I want. More is what I crave.

Maybe there's something wrong with my brain. I know I'm an outlier, but I don't really care. I like the finer things in life.
 
I like thick, richly marbled, juicy steaks. I smoke fat, full-bodied, maduro cigars. I drink cabernet--a bottle at a time. I like single malt scotch whiskey, dry martinis made with gin and vermouth only, aged rum and anejo tequila. I indulge in rich desserts, the darkest chocolate, and mounds of butter. I drink French or Italian roast coffee with heavy cream--or espresso.

Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow, you probably WILL be dead! Lol
 
Deep down, I'm basically a hedonist. I'm devoted to pleasure. I like my pleasure intense and to excess. My signature line says it all--"too much is still not enough."

I like thick, richly marbled, juicy steaks. I smoke fat, full-bodied, maduro cigars. I drink cabernet--a bottle at a time. I like single malt scotch whiskey, dry martinis made with gin and vermouth only, aged rum and anejo tequila. I indulge in rich desserts, the darkest chocolate, and mounds of butter. I drink French or Italian roast coffee with heavy cream--or espresso.

I listen to music cranked up to 11 and I watch movies on a giant screen with the lights turned off.

I feed my appetites and indulge my senses--as often and as excessively as possible.

More than anything else, I love women. The women that excite my senses the most have big breasts, wide hips, a round bottom, thick thighs, and a soft belly. To me, an amply shaped woman is the ultimate sensual experience. I become intoxicated by her curves, mesmerized by her shape, and fulfilled by her flesh. The more I see, the more I want.

I'm a hedonist and a glutton. More is what I want. More is what I crave.

Maybe there's something wrong with my brain. I know I'm an outlier, but I don't really care. I like the finer things in life.

That was beautiful, man!

The hell with "less is more." If less is more, just think how much more MORE must be! Bring it on!!
 
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