Big Beautiful Women: Hot Personal Confessions of BBW Lovers

By Thomas Wainwright

Tales told by men who love BBW's, and a some tales by BBW's themselves, delving deep into the erotic excitement and thoughts of those whose leanings are toward the larger size. All persons depicted in the vignettes contained herein were at least eighteen years of age at the time of the depiction.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Thomas Wainwright
• Release date: Jan 7, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458002259

Thomas Wainwright

I've been collecting, writing, and editing books since 1980. I write and collect mainly erotica.

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Big Beautiful Women

Hot Personal Confessions of BBW Lovers

Thomas Wainwright

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Copyright 2011 Thomas Wainwright

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All persons appearing in the vignettes contained herein were at least eighteen years of age at the time of the depiction.

OUR BIG NEIGHBOR

We moved right after school was out. My father had been transferred to another city in early June, and it was decided that we would move as soon as possible.

Our new house was in the suburbs of a large western city and there was a lot to do. After nearly a week of unpacking and straightening, it was time for me to mow the lawn and trim the overgrown hedges. The hedges separated our yard from our neighbors. I had no idea who lived there. I had never seen anyone. The house was quiet and dark most of the time.

It was a hot day, and I took off my shirt, leaving me wearing only a pair of shorts and tennis shoes. I had to go around the hedge to trim the other side, and I found myself in our neighbor's yard. I had no idea who lived there. I had never seen anyone there at all, and had no idea whatsoever if the place was even occupied. The there grass needed mowing, too. I thought about getting the mower and giving it a quick once over. Then, I thought better of it. It wouldn't be nice to be too patronizing, especially with someone you didn't know, if, indeed, there was anyone there.

I trimmed the top of the hedge on my neighbor's side for a while, then stopped to wipe the sweat from my brow.

Hello! came a shout.

I turned around, and there was a woman standing on the porch of the house behind me. She had long, dark hair, and wore a house robe or bath robe. I could tell she was rather large. And, she had enormous tits, judging from the two large globes hidden by her robe. They were so large, I could see her nipples pressing against the material, and I could see a lot of cleavage where the robe parted near the top. Oh my, I thought, what a big, big woman with giant tits!

I waved. Hi, I said.

Can you help me?

I fully turned toward her. Sure, what's the problem?

It's my clothes dryer. It's like, it just blows cold air.

I walked over to her. She was older than I was by about fifteen years or so. She wasn't pretty, but she wasn't ugly by anyone's standards. Not with tits like that, anyway, I thought. Whoa, I told myself, settle down, before your cock jumps up and introduces himself.

My clothes dryer, it's like, ancient, you know? I need to dry some clothes, and hell, I hate to hang them outside, they'll get all wrinkled, and I have nothing to wear, really, not around the house, just this old robe.

Now, you can even take that off, if you want, I thought, smiling to myself.

She turned and opened the door, beckoning me inside. I followed.

She led me down a hallway and into the laundry room. I looked at the dryer hose. There was nothing wrong with it, as far as I could see.

I think your hose is OK, I said. I bent and opened the grill at the bottom. Where there was supposed to be a pilot light, there was nothing.

Aha, I said. You gotta match?

She reached into her robe pocket and came out with an empty book of matches. Um, in the kitchen, she said.

She turned around and came back in a minute, her robe falling apart in the front as she came toward me. For just a moment, just before she reached down and pulled the ties together, I got a glimpse of an enormous brown, erect nipple topping a huge melon of a tit. Whoooeeee!!! I thought. I could feel my cock jump up at the site.

She shrugged and smiled, pulling her robe tighter around her. She had long black hair that fell to her shoulders, and dark eyes that contrasted well with the bright white teeth of her smile.

I took the matches and lit one, lighting the pilot light.

Tada! I said. You can dry your clothes, I said with a smile.

You guys just moved in, huh? she asked.

I nodded.

Thanks for trimming my side of the hedge, and for fixing the dryer. What do I owe you?

I shook my head. Nothing. I thought I'd just finish up the job I started. It would seem kinda stupid to trim our side, and not yours. Then I added, And the dryer, well, I would hate to see you not have any dry clothes, though, well...ha, I wouldn't mind seeing you walk around, well...

Her eyes widened and she smiled.

Can you fix my bed? There's a real problem.

I shrugged. I'm not really much of a handyman.

She looked me up and down, with a lingering glance at my crotch. You can handle this, I'm sure, she said. Follow me.

I followed her down the hallway again and she opened a door, leading me into a bedroom. She sat on the bed and simply pulled her robe aside, showing me her tits.

Can you help me with these? she asked with a smile.

Her tits were large and pendulous, with dark brown nipples that faded to a bright pink on the outer edges. They were large nipples, the size of a half dollar.

She parted her legs a little, bringing my attention to a dark, hairy bush at her crotch.

That needs attention, too.

I swallowed. I had never seen a live, naked woman before, ever. I had never touched a woman. I was a virgin. And, this 250 pound woman was quite a bit of flesh, I thought.

Uh, I said. I dunno. I stood there, mouth gaping wide open, not knowing what to say. I