female worship...

[toffeegyrl]

one of the best stories I read (and I'm ticked I can't find it again) was about a woman who'd always been criticized for her large ass -- and prayed to have someone praise it.

Aside from being both well-written and very erotic, it was both truth-ringing and sympathetic.

The challenge? Why, another story, of course! I'm partial to having a black woman praised for her assets (thickness), but anything will do. I keep reading so much about 38ddd breasts, 20 inch waists, and 40 inch legs...it'd be nice to read something about a woman who is neither the model ideal, nor does her partner want her to be.

I'm working on a little something like this myself, but just wanted to put this out here...

tg

 

[Tatewaki]

one of the best stories I read (and I'm ticked I can't find it again) was about a woman who'd always been criticized for her large ass -- and prayed to have someone praise it.

Aside from being both well-written and very erotic, it was both truth-ringing and sympathetic.

The challenge? Why, another story, of course! I'm partial to having a black woman praised for her assets (thickness), but anything will do. I keep reading so much about 38ddd breasts, 20 inch waists, and 40 inch legs...it'd be nice to read something about a woman who is neither the model ideal, nor does her partner want her to be.

I'm working on a little something like this myself, but just wanted to put this out here...

tg

Toffeegyrl,

Mmmmmm! The only thing better than an ass is a plump ass! I have your story in the works. It's about a white woman but I'm sure I could add a little colour to the storyline.

This post is from another thread regarding words to decribe full figured women in erotica. Gail Pierce just happens to have alot of junk in the trunk as well.

Cheers!

-T

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Don't bother trying to use catch-all terms. It is a waste of time. Instead, focus upon the parts at hand. It is the use of concrete imagery that will make the tale interesting, not the selection of one catch-all word.

Sure, words like rubenesque, ample, full-figured, lush, ripe, plump, fleshy, corpulent, buxom and curvaceous all quickly bring a type of woman to mind, but they are so generalized, they lie flat on the page. What you should strive for is to define your one specific BBW, not all of them at once. I use them, but only in conjunction with ideas that I want to explore and refine.

I have a story in the works (Yeah, I know. Yet another longhand written story in progress. I have an hour commute by bus to work, and that gives me scads of scribble time.) about a BBW who is taken by a man who uncovers her hidden desires. Working title is 220 Pounds of Lust. It falls into the Fetish / BDSM / Interracial / Anal / Oral categories. I won't get into the plot here, but one scene involves Gail Pierce doing laps in the pool early one morning. As her boyfriend comes out back to check on her, she exits the pool.

... her fleshy bottom, its pale roundness straining at the iridescent lavender cloth of her bathing suit.

... pulled the purple cloth sharply upwards. The full cheeks of her magnificent ass split around the strip of cloth, obscuring it completely. As I smacked her pale skinned rear, slowly but firmly, a rosy pink flush appeared. I marvelled at how her ass cheeks jiggled under my ministrations.

She ascended the ladder like Aphrodite climbing out of the surf. Her large breasts hung low on her chest, held tightly in place by the straining cloth of her bathing suit. My eyes travelled down to her rounded belly, lingering over the cute rolls that slid under the cloth as she moved.

Her water slickened hair looked deep chestnut. I loved the appearance of her wet mane -- sleek, long and sensuous. She stood before me, waiting to see what I intended. It was always like this, her waiting for me to take the lead. Sometimes I wondered why it should be so. She weighed the same as I did, and easily took everything that I threw at her. A more slender woman would’ve been injured by the rough play I delighted engaging in. Not Gail. She always bounced playfully against me, her soft padding providing a delightful cushion during our often-furious coupling. I wrapped my hands around her girth and pulled her to me, my iron fingers clawing deeply into the firm tissue of her glorious ass. She hissed loudly as I dug my groin into her, pressing forcefully inwards to burrow ever deeper, driving past her paunch and finally reaching deep into the silky folds of her sex. This is what I enjoyed the most about fucking her; the feeling of being totally enveloped. When I fucked her, I wrapped myself in a Gail-blanket, a garment of lust and pleasure. And when she cradled me in her chubby arms in return I always felt that she enjoyed everything that I did to her as much as I enjoyed doing them to her.

I positioned her on her knees, her cheek down upon the stair of the diving board, her petite hands gripping the stainless steel rails for support. Her hair lay pasted to her back, with rainbow coloured diamonds glistening in her hair, the water droplets shining like prisms against the sable backdrop. I came forward, pulling the finger's breadth of lavender cloth out from the crack of her ass and tugging it sharply to the side. "Hold it," I said quietly, watching with pleasure as a pale, smooth hand crept over her large ass cheek and held the taut material in place. Thus unhindered, I could concentrate on the grand feast spread before me. I moved my hands down, gliding over her pink,puckered asshole then the steamy cleft of her pussy, but continuing lower, dancing over the straining clit that sought my touch, but only stopping when I reached her satiny stomach which hung low, full and round like a pregnant woman’s. But this belly wouldn’t disappear in a mere nine months. No, it would be here for me to enjoy for as long as I wished it. This is where I let my hands wander, straying freely over the softness of her tender flesh. Gail sighed loudly, tremors making her flesh quiver, her ass, thighs and belly rippling like gelatin freshly freed from its mould.

I pulled the straps of her bathing suit down over her shoulders and fished out her right breast, letting it flop wetly upon her chest. I left the other tit covered for the moment. The pendulous breast was much too large for me to hold one-handed, so I contented myself with grasping it around her areola, using my thumb and index finger to twiddle the rapidly stiffening nipple roughly as the other three digits sank pleasantly into her tit flesh. Gail's breasts had always been ultra-sensitive. Rough play on her nipples often felt uncomfortable. I waited for the expected complaint, but was totally surprised when she did not. I slipped my other hand down between her generous thighs, burrowing past them until I could bury two fingers into her snatch. Her melliferous cleft oozed wetness, her nectar flowing freely over my fingers and down her leg. Although I didn’t touch it, I looked with pleasure upon the other breast that had its nipple growing in tandem with the one I played with. That large mound and its cloth-tenting, stiffening nipple reminded me of a circus pavilion. I laughed, thinking that all it needed was a bright red pennant attached to tip of her nipple to complete the illusion.

I hope that those quotes illustrate what I am driving at. Looking at a rubenesque woman is one thing. (Or nothing if the reader doesn't know who Reubens is, or that he depicted the women in his paintings as full-figured, buxom females.) But relating to your reader what reubenesque means to that character will always carry more impact.

 

[fanzee1]

Tatewaki, you must be immersed in this stuff. i'm so impressed.

 

[Tatewaki]

Tatewaki, you must be immersed in this stuff. i'm so impressed.

A man can do wonders if he has no life ...

-T

 

[fanzee1]

A man can do wonders if he has no life ...

-T

i hear ya. we've all been there.


Buck up little camper.

 

[Tatewaki]

i hear ya. we've all been there.


Buck up little camper.

-T

 

[Axeltheswede]

female worship

Have to say it, Tate. After reading your excerps, I'm picturing a woman closer to 320 than 220. Is it possible your descriptions of soft flesh take the reader beyond where you intended?

Maybe it is just my imagination. You might want to run these passages by some other people. Have a "guess her weight" competition.

 

[Tatewaki]

Re: female worship

Have to say it, Tate. After reading your excerps, I'm picturing a woman closer to 320 than 220. Is it possible your descriptions of soft flesh take the reader beyond where you intended?

Maybe it is just my imagination. You might want to run these passages by some other people. Have a "guess her weight" competition.

For my purposes 320 would serve. I'd just have to change the title. Good call, though.

-T

 

[Chicklet]

i could have sworn i saw most of those quotes on another thread...larger than average people or something like that ? <wink>

just a note that i still have yet to see someone write about a larger than average MAN. (Personally, i like a guy a little bigger than the rest, but I don't know how to write it)

Chicklet

 

[fanzee1]

i could have sworn i saw most of those quotes on another thread...larger than average people or something like that ? <wink>

just a note that i still have yet to see someone write about a larger than average MAN. (Personally, i like a guy a little bigger than the rest, but I don't know how to write it)

Chicklet

chicklet, try contacting some of the women who replied on that "Big Handsome Men" thread over in amateur pics. I'll bet they have some ideas.

 

[Chicklet]

...venture away from "story ideas"??? GASP! If I'm going to spend time online, it's going to be here! = ) = )

(i'll keep it in mind, if I decide to go for it)