loving the BBW

[fantac64]

Something happened today that I had to tell you about. About two years ago, I started seeing a woman that was about 80 pounds or more overweight. I didn't notice. The first time I met her, all I saw was brown eyes so full of passion, they screamed
for love. I saw full lips that opened into a smile so beautiful, I was spellbound. When we got in the house, her embrace was so so open and warm, her kisses hot and wild, and before long I discovered that her nipples had a straight connection to her clit.
She "sang" to me with such moans, gasps, mewls, and cries that I couldn't wait to hear her come and she didn't disappoint me there either. I did have a problem keeping her on the bed though. LOL The thing is, one of my co-workers made a comment today about a how it would be to make love to a BBW. another pointed to me and said, "Ask him, he's been seeing a fat chick." I shook my head and said. "I haven't dated anyone like that and if you guys haven't looked beyond their figure, you're cheating yourself out of some fantastic sex." Thank God my love was there for me. I miss her terribly.

 

[Missingmeds]

To bad you aren't in Ohio....you should join us in the seeking bbw thread.

 

[Latinababe]

Something happened today that I had to tell you about. About two years ago, I started seeing a woman that was about 80 pounds or more overweight. I didn't notice. The first time I met her, all I saw was brown eyes so full of passion, they screamed
for love. I saw full lips that opened into a smile so beautiful, I was spellbound. When we got in the house, her embrace was so so open and warm, her kisses hot and wild, and before long I discovered that her nipples had a straight connection to her clit.
She "sang" to me with such moans, gasps, mewls, and cries that I couldn't wait to hear her come and she didn't disappoint me there either. I did have a problem keeping her on the bed though. LOL The thing is, one of my co-workers made a comment today about a how it would be to make love to a BBW. another pointed to me and said, "Ask him, he's been seeing a fat chick." I shook my head and said. "I haven't dated anyone like that and if you guys haven't looked beyond their figure, you're cheating yourself out of some fantastic sex." Thank God my love was there for me. I miss her terribly.

I read what you have wrote and it was gr8 to read something so sweet and knowing how a man really feels for bbw, I am the same way as you describe your ex mate.

Sometimes other men can't seem to past the look of the outside of us woman and take what is in the inside, we can offer so much just like any other nice woman...But enough about that.....Gr8 to see someone express there thoughts!!

 

[short_circutz]

Most of my exes, as well as another girl I started seeing recently are all BBW's.

It's my preference. I think they are sexy, and more passionate. And when I hug them I'm not scared of breaking them in half.

 

[Jenna589]

Why don't you live here in Ohio? I can't seem to find a guy that can look past my appearance here. I haven't had a date in 3 years. Sorry I went all pity party for me! But it was nice to read your thoughts!

Something happened today that I had to tell you about. About two years ago, I started seeing a woman that was about 80 pounds or more overweight. I didn't notice. The first time I met her, all I saw was brown eyes so full of passion, they screamed
for love. I saw full lips that opened into a smile so beautiful, I was spellbound. When we got in the house, her embrace was so so open and warm, her kisses hot and wild, and before long I discovered that her nipples had a straight connection to her clit.
She "sang" to me with such moans, gasps, mewls, and cries that I couldn't wait to hear her come and she didn't disappoint me there either. I did have a problem keeping her on the bed though. LOL The thing is, one of my co-workers made a comment today about a how it would be to make love to a BBW. another pointed to me and said, "Ask him, he's been seeing a fat chick." I shook my head and said. "I haven't dated anyone like that and if you guys haven't looked beyond their figure, you're cheating yourself out of some fantastic sex." Thank God my love was there for me. I miss her terribly.

 

[onsitehsv]

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[Carver9]

I am also married to a BBW. I have heard guys talking on several occaisions about fat chicks, they just dont know. I dont ever look at my wife as fat, she is absolutely lovely and a joy to sleep next to. My joke, when she feels bad about her size is this... a cadillac and a volkswagon will both get you where you wanna go, it just depends on how much comfort you want while driving!!! I will take my cadillac any time! Keep your heads up BBW ladies there are alot of us lovers out there!

 

[fighton]

my fetish holygrail is a cute sexy older bbw that would love to hook up just for fun!I'm in l.a. if anyone knows that girl please let me know!

 

[BBWetKitty]

fantac

This is a great thread Fantac. Its great to know there are men out there like you who can voice your preference and to hell with the rest.

As for the car references...VW or Cadillac... I prefer to think of myself as an SUV. hehe.

 

[77Cobra]

Well I guess my wife would be classified as a so called BBW.But I really don't like it when I see the abreviation BBW.I mean you are labeling people like that.Just me I guess.Now on with what I think.The best lovers I ever had were curvy women that aren't on the Atkins diet.Most of them try harder than the skinny ones.I am afraid to have sex with a little one,might hurt her.You know my favorite joke about skinny ones?Put it in soft and let it get hard and listen to their ribs crack.

 

[Dana Gallagher]

Hello, I'm a BBW. After three children and three c-sections I've got myself up to a size 18. Sometimes just 18 other times have to go up to 18W (yes there is a difference) depending on the brand of jeans and such.

Anyways, I had a moment of temporary insanity once upon a time. I just sucks that some men out there think that if they spot a overweight woman divorced with kids that they will be able to just wink and say "heya babe" and she will fall over flat and give herself willingly to him, only for him to later fuck her and chuck her.

You know how they say hinesight is 20/20, well this is definitely a moment in which I slapped my head and thought why didn't I see this at the time. This occured a few months after my separation from my now exhusband. I was out late at night with my now two year old son, at the time he was quite young about seven or eight months old. I was at Wal-mart grocery shopping, I find that late at night is the best time to go to Wal-mart, cause even though you have to deal with the stockers there's not at many people there.

Anyways, I was going around buying my groceries and I passed by the freezer aisle and went on to the next freezer section. This stocker boy followed me to the next section. He comes up and starts attempting to play with my son, saying how cute he is and such stuff. I just grin, he was cute (too bad he was a great big peckerhead) blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, slightly muscular, also he was twenty-one to my at the time twenty-four (now twenty-six). I usually tell myself that 'pretty boys' are just trouble cause they think they are God's gift to women, but I think the old highschool nerd in me spoke up and said "damn I think he could be the highschool quarterback (meaning popular or something".

Anyways, the shy girl and the inside nerd wouldn't let me say "fuck off you player peckerhead." Anyways, he went on to ask if my son's father was in my life, I told him I was separated with an impending divorce. I can't remember all of the conversation, though it was short. He asked if I'd come back around the store the next night around 2 am, that would be his 'lunch break'. I said sure. Then before he left I tell him that there are three more children waiting at home (with my parents--I fact that I was living with my parents was something I informed him of also). Then before he went around the corner back to his working section he asked me "Is AIDS and issue".

I was stunned by that question, I had never been asked that in all my life. I told him no, shook my head and went on. I finished my grocery shopping. On my way to the check out line he reappeared for a moment, kind of walking up to the cashier, with me. Then as I got in line he disappeared again. I remember the cashier was in a bad mood, the man ahead of me in line, kept trying to crack some jokes but she wasn't smiling. The fact that she was very preganant and working at Wal-mart might have been a hint as too her attitude.

As she starts checking my items through, the guy makes another appearance. He says something to the cashier, I can't be sure what it was exactly he said, but it sounded like a smart ass comment. The woman says that he was a big jerk (possibly she said asshole) and noticably starts crying, though still working.

I got done with my check out and paid for my purchases. Later on it comes to mind that each time this guy looks at me, he does the up and down thing and seems like he stares right at my stomach. I start to walk out of the store. Suddenly the guy reappears.

I get to my car (it's a piece of crap) and he says is this your bently. I start to put my stuff in the car, he offers no help in this process. He is standing by my baby who starts crying ( should have been another hint). I have to stop what I'm doing so I can't put my son in his car seat and prop up a bottle for him. I return to my groceries and putting them in the car, still he does not help.

He makes a comment that it's a lot of food that I'm buying. I said well yes, I'm buying food for six people, my parents, my three children and myself... HELLO! He shruggs it off as if he still thinks it's too much for six people.

As I'm still putting things in my car he starts talking about what's going on in Iraq (just the beginnings of the war) and he says how he heard they are going to restart up the draft. I knew that they couldn't wouldn't start up the draft, but I went along with it. (one thing a girl learns is not to show her smarts, even if she is more intelligent than the man). He goes on to how if they start the draft he'll probably go off to Canada or something (okay he's a chickshit)

Finally I'm done and I tell him goodbye and make my way home. I have my doubts over the so called date, so I have to get other's opinions on it. I ask my father what this guy could want from me and my father says that possibly he sees a divorced, overweight (every time I tell this little story friends and such have to say I'm not overweight), woman with three kids as an easy lay.

I ask my friend Tracy and she kind of thinks the same, but then she also tells me to go just to see what happens ( Tracy's trouble is that she's a hopeless romantic and fails to realize that romance is very nearly dead these days). I decide what the hell, it's not like going out the guy will kill me.

I have to take my son, cause there's no way he would fall asleep for me in time to make it out there. I go to Wal-mart and stand in the freezer section until the guy makes his way there( I was right on time, but waited for nearly fifteen minutes for him to even show up). He says hi and tells me he'll get off in a minute or two. I had made an effort to wear something nice, something that I'd just bought instead of my normal baggy jeans. Still he looks straight at my stomach, so noticable in fact that I wanted to look down myself and say "what do I have a stain"

He tells me that he's going to clock out. Tired of standing aimlessly in the freezer asile I follow him. He walks way ahead of me, near power walking. I wait at the back cause he's disappeared once more. He reappeares and says we can go, again walking way ahead of me all the way to the front of the store, as if he didn't want anyone to know we were together.

We get to my car and I put my son inside. When I close the car door I catch my little sweater thing I'm wearing inside, he makes a comment such as 'nice one' or something to that effect.

Anyways I get into the car, and I ask he where to. He asks me what I feel like and I say that I'm not hungry. I start to drive and he just has me go to the other end of Wal-mart parking lot and park (don't worry I was near the front of the store and there were people milling about with in yelling distance).

We start to talk and he seems to turn the conversation toward sex at each moment. And every time I try and change the subject he turns it back to sex, when would I want it, when would I be ready for it. He asks me when I left my husband and I told him that I'd left in November (this was February) he asks if I had been with anyone since I left and I said no... he said that was way too long.

I got out of him that basically his dating extends of meeting on his lunch break and nothing more cause working at Wal-mart just takes up sooo much of his time. Also, he says that we couldn't meet at his apartment cause his ex-girlfriend is living with him, but soon to move out as soon as she can afford it. Now everyone say together YEAH RIGHT!

By this time I'm getting the hint that this was a bad idea (better late than never), of course that's when he asks for a kiss. Against better judgement I give in and kiss him, well then that's all he wants to do. Well, since I'm not in the habit of making out with someone with my son in the car I keep pushing him back and trying to talk some more, though all he wants to do is kiss. Then he moves in to grab my boob, I quickly move his hand back and tell him he's moving too fast.

Then for some reason he starts to think I'm crying and keeps asking me over and over again if I'm crying... no not crying, possibly going to barf, but no tears that is for sure. Well, then he moves in to kiss me some more, well luckily for me my son dislikes this guy just as much as I am starting to. My son starts wailing, well I notice that the guy gets aggitated each time my son cries (okay not a guy I want around children). My son keeps on going, I tell the guy that I really need to go and put my son to bed. The guy reluctantly agrees (as if he's pissed at my son).

I back the car up and begin to drive over to the other side of the parking lot (the minute the car moves my son stops crying)... I drop him off at the front door. He tells me bye and tells me to stop by anytime durring his lunch break (this I almost don't catch since his in such a hurry to get out of my car.... there were people by the front door.

I know how stupid I was, believe me!! I have a theory about this guy. I believe that he probably has this knock out girlfriend living in his appartment ( and they are not broken up) and probably she's not giving out as much sex as he thinks he deserves. So he sees me as a cheap (meaning that for fat chicks there's no wining and dinning needed) and easy!

Okay, with all of this, we all know that the world is filled to the brim with dorks like this one and I'm glad to know that there's men out there that look at BBW's the same as that dork would probably look at Britney Spears! It's just refreshing to hear that even though you are big that a man still can get excited over you!