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Big Butt Queen Ch. 01

By: bbwlove_it



[Many thanks to editor Bigr1856 for his advices and editing assistance with this story.]

Part 1: Rita

I am a lucky man. The morning when my life changed forever I woke up with my wife Rita riding morning wood that rages during that brief time between sleep and consciousness. I was having a dream about a high school teacher who had huge chunky boobs, always exposed in some form of cleavage. At the time I used to ogle them like a pervert, especially when she was walking around the class-room jiggling them in front of me. 

While I was drifting through the images of her in my mind I realized something was going on outside the dream, but I didn't want to wake up. A few minutes went by while I was in a weird yet pleasant no-man's land, half-asleep, half-awake. I slightly opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Rita's meaty butt right on top of my cock. Rita has one of the juiciest and thickest butts I've ever seen. I love big, fleshy butts, and she has a lot of flesh in that department. She is so curvy I get hard just thinking about her. She was slowly riding me facing the opposite direction, completely naked. What I was feeling in my dream was actually coming from the outside world! All of a sudden, I was invaded by the warmth surrounding my cock and by the sensual sight of my wife's ass. My body reacted accordingly. I felt a huge throbbing of new blood as it pulsed through my cock. Rita felt it too, because she moaned as my cock unexpectedly expanded some more inside of her. I felt my thick throbbing boner enlarging and pushing against my wife's vagina walls. Rita moaned, moved a little, and then plunged herself down again, but very slowly. She released a slow motion moan as she was going down, widening her legs a little bit. Her hips were very inviting, with all that opulent rotundity, but I stopped myself from grabbing them. I just wanted to see where she was going.

Her small waist made her huge butt look even bigger than what it really was. Which measures like 40-28-50, Rita has that sexy hourglass body I always admired, with the waist of a top-model but the ass of a Big Beautiful Woman. Well, I guess top-models have skinnier waists these days, but I'm sure they don't enjoy sex like Rita does.

Rita has always been proud of her enormous derriere. She routinely gets lusty glances from my male friends, obviously envious of such a healthy girl. Not to mention bitchy comments from the "good" skinny or wanna-be skinny girls. She is so proud that when we go out she even emphasizes it, with tight low-cut jeans, miniskirts that can't possibly cover her entire butt, Daisy-Duke-of-Hazard shorts and tops that are always revealing her navel. She has huge, toned and muscular thighs although they're still covered with cellulite. However, instead of being ashamed of that, Rita always reacts in the opposite way, exposing those meaty hams to everyone. Many times I would get a hard-on walking next to her, and often I would even reach over and gently squeeze a part of her thigh or the bottom of her butt. She adores the attention and my groping always makes her feel sexy and wanted.

And now, my dream girl was playing with my cock, pleasing herself. Seeing all this flesh in front of me made my cock hard as a rock. I could feel myself penetrating her in such a way that she looked like she was being held up in the air like a flag on top of a pole. She was making my cock hit every wall of her pussy, completely indulging herself with my dick. I felt the rubbery texture of her G-spot, along the underside of my cock head doubling our pleasure.

She kept moving slowly, carefully pressing that spot hard down on my cock. Occasionally, when I thought I was right "on target", I would push myself up a bit, slamming my hard flesh inside. That was driving her completely crazy. Loud moans began to come out of her mouth and deeper moans escaped from within her as well. In a few minutes she even started "silently begging", in the sense that she would move up and down slowly and then stop when my cock was on her G-spot, or close enough, holding it there to prolong the experience. She would stay right there, breathing heavy, vibrating, waiting for my thrusts. Her cunt was the tightest at this point. I loved to make her wait.

To please me, Rita would open her legs some more, to show how large she was, how thick her thighs were, how pronounced her curves could be. I love to look at her when she opens her legs. Those wide, welcoming haunches are a poem to fertility and her thick thighs were always an erotic and invigorating sight for me and she knew that. Like a real whore, she would try to entice me with her own pornographic ways of seduction.

After a while, I couldn't bear it anymore. After all, she was really my Big Butt Queen and I had to pay homage to the Queen. I started caressing up and down her curves, from the small sexy waist to her large chunky hips. I slowly moved my cock in and out, up and down. She was so tight. She liked all that slow motion friction and loved the feel of my strong manly hands roaming freely across her vast globes of flesh.

Unable to resist the temptation she began to grind her pussy down hard on the thick heaving shaft of my cock. She moaned loudly as my hard meat was penetrated her and once buried deep in her soaking wet hole she froze right there, just enjoying the feeling. I admired the amazing softness of her large breeding hips, it was amazing to kneed those rolling curves in the palms of my hands. Rita's stunning thickness and striking form always pushes me over the top, so I had to be careful.

It was her fat that made sex with Rita so delicious. Her hips were opulent and curvaceous, much larger than my own and filled with toned yet jiggly flesh. I sank my fingers into her thick butt flesh, squeezing those love handles like a stress ball, soft and hard, hard and soft, making my cock throb and push up. At the same time I was keeping my beautiful whore's fat ass down to hit her spot as hard as I could, right there where she wanted it. Her moans became uncontrollable as she came. I didn't leave her a way to escape, grabbing tight on her hefty love handles.

I continued to fuck her hard as much as I could trying to hold my orgasm as much as possible. When her moans subsided, I abandoned all restraints and shoved all I had inside of her, as fast as I wanted, as hard as I desired. It was just like heaven to fuck her like that, although I didn't want to hurt her. Her moans intensified again and after some more thrusts I pulled out and came hard, still holding a chunk of her meaty thigh in my left hand. Rita turned and took my now wilting cock in her mouth and began to clean its entire length with her slippery tongue. She made sure not to miss an inch of my dick as she lapped up the sticky combination of my jizz and her pussy juice.

After washing herself, Rita came back naked, showing her gorgeous figure and girly face. I watched her dressing up, admiring all the jiggling of her abundant body. She put on a bra that pushed up and squeezed together her big tits. The shirt she chose was barely covering her chest, revealing a vast cleavage. I also noticed that her bra was making her boobs jiggle at every little movement. I went closer to her and dived into the open cleavage like a baby. Then she took the panties, and pulled them up her legs. She stretched them as much as she could to let them fit the considerable size of her hips. I watched them sink into that incredible softness and then ran my lips over the bursting fat around the line in which the strings sank. It had such a rich texture. Finally, she slipped inside a pair of jeans that became completely filled by her round thick figure. Especially the legs looked like they were almost going to explode. Her butt cheeks were protruding like two enormous pumpkins.

I watched her walk away into the streets, to begin her day. Every male would turn around to stare at her like a pervert. Noticing their glances, Rita would accommodate their lust by walking like a whore, wobbling the oversized ass to the left and to the right. She knew, being the girl she was, that no other girl had features even close to hers. Such large hips were a maternal hymn to fornication and an eternal source of lust. And she knew it.

When she disappeared from my sight I started to get ready for my day too. I was supposed to interview a new candidate for a position in my company today. As I quickly went through her resume, I was not sure why my boss picked her. The resume was not impressive at all and often very evasive. I decided I was just going to confront her, improvise and see what would come out. Hopefully she would have something interesting to show.

[END OF PART 1]

Big Butt Queen Ch. 02



Many thanks to editor Ray Ball for the editing assistance with this story.

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Part 2: New abundance

(c) bbwlove_it, from an idea by tyjala

My work place is ruled by an asshole, my boss, who often treats his employees in horrible ways. He is always trying to seduce the women of the office, but he's never successful. I believe he especially hates me, because most women love me instead. Especially older women: they are happy to see someone who can enjoy a healthy, mature body and so they are always flirting with me. I have had many adventures, especially with Susie, who had enormous, pendulous boobs. She had noticed my glances since the day I was hired. Every time I saw her she was sporting miles of cleavage, with pounds and pounds of jiggling flesh and a joyful smile. We had many sensual and sexual encounters, and I think many people in the office knew about that, my boss included. He, unfortunately, had no luck with Susie. Susie started to wear whore-outfits when she found out about my passion for breasts, just to make me "uncomfortable". She was very sweet and playful,especially when we were alone in the office. Every time she caught me staring, she would start laughing, asking me what was wrong. I would always play dumb, contain my smile and then say something funny. It always started very innocently but with that kind of complicity that often leads to something else.

She had soft, large, cuddly maternal breasts. She loved my boyish face a lot, and she would always say how cute I was when I was sucking on her nipples. Her tits looked like delicious balloon-sized grapes, sweet as wine and tender as cream.

My boss hated me for all the attentions I was getting from Susie and the other ladies. Susie always protected me from the abuses of my boss like a child, and so did the others. Many times, when the boss was yelling at me, Susie would come over to chill him out and defend me. The boss would never contradict the Tit Queen of the office, especially in front of her big teasing cleavage. When my boss was calmed down, Susie would then come closer to me and stroke her copious watermelons on my arms, making sure my boss would see that.

Even if Susie was sexy, I would never exchange her for my wife. Rita was such a whore, not just with me but with everyone. She loved to get other men's attention and I loved that too, just to see them drool over her. Then, I could always come close to her and squeeze her butt in from of them, like "This huge booty is mine". Besides, Rita liked the game too. For instance, one of Rita's favorite outfits was her ultra-mini shorts, which were simply unable to cover her enormous butt-cheeks, so they were left dangling outside for everyone to see. She would wear those to clubs, together with a top so small that it was just a little more than a bra. Once inside the club she loved to make a show of herself. Men would gather around her to watch her large, protruding ass, shaken like an expert lap-dancer, and also her thick thighs, exposed at all times. Rita was especially proud of her meaty but muscular legs, so she always made sure men noticed how round and bulky they were. Sometimes she would even go to random couples sitting on the couches and put her foot on the man's lap. The gorgeous thickness of her thighs would inevitably make every man drool over her. Someone would always try to touch her, but at that point Rita would slap him in the face and go away smiling, while the guy's girlfriend was yelling at him.

After indulging myself in my own hot memories, I finished breakfast and got dressed for work. We had a new candidate to interview today, and I was supposed to start the first round of interviews with her. I reached the conference room with a slight delay, and I was informed that the candidate was already waiting. I opened the door, totally unprepared for what I was going to see. A large woman was sitting at the table facing the opposite way. The first thing I noticed, partially hidden by the shadows cast by the table, was the massive shape of her enormous butt. When she heard me coming in, she swiftly turned around, revealing the most outrageous cleavage I ever saw. Her breasts were so large they put Susie's tits to shame. As soon as she moved, her boobs shook and tossed like an ocean of jello, splashing against each other. I was in shock as I couldn't believe someone would be so outrageous. She stood to shake my hand, totally at ease exposing her features in front of me.

I took her hand and stuck my eyes between those tits. I couldn't help myself. The view she was offering was rich. An ample valley of flesh was nicely overfilling her top to the point that her tits were about to fall out. Her shirt had a large oval-shaped low cut in the front, showing off the natural softness of her overdeveloped breasts. It was really an indecent amount of tit-flesh. The enormity of her cleavage emphasized the fullness of her chest in a very pornographic way. I could see huge chunks of her tits protruding in lush mountains of tenderness, creating a deep, beautiful canyon.

She had a strong hand shake, which made her boobs bounce inside her shirt. They were so creamy I thought she was all full of milk. It was evident that the containers that were supposed to hold her copious heaps of flesh were insufficient, because it looked like she was going to break them apart. Bubbles of tit meat started to accumulate at the lower borders of her out-stretched shirt. I had to control myself because I really felt like licking those overflowing chunks of goodness. Her abundance was really mind blowing. Little was left to the imagination, although I could tell she was still hiding a lot inside of her dress.

When I was able to distract my attention away from the boobs, I realized an even larger shape was there, right under my eyes: this woman had the most incredible hourglass. Right below her tits, the soft yet smaller waist introduced the healthiest, juiciest, fattest hips I ever saw. They were so wide I had to move my head from left to right to see them all. I stared at them for long seconds like a complete pervert. She had a silky skirt that could barely contain her bodacious ass. Sacks of flesh were visibly bursting on the sides underneath her dress like enormous love handles.

I immediately sat down to hide my throbbing erection, which only grew more as I watched her sit down. As soon as the enormous ass touched the chair again, it squeezed itself down and expanded on the sides, emphasizing her fat hourglass figure. Not only did she completely cover the chair, but she left huge portions of her ass dangling out of it. That looked very uncomfortable and after a few minutes she grabbed a second chair. "One for each butt cheek", I figured. Her name was Keri. We chatted a bit. Every little movement on her part, like moving the hair back, hand gesturing, coughing, et cetera would result in some various degrees of jiggling motion inside her exposed cleavage. Even writing would cause small waves inside that ocean of flesh. She must have had the creamiest tits ever. Sometimes she delighted me with a loud laugh, which made her tits bounce like crazy. When she had to write something, Keri would lean forward squeezing the huge jugs against the table. A part of them would cover the table in front of her, just like squeezed balloons.

I tried to conduct the interview but I realized she was going where she wanted to. Since she probably noticed my persistent staring, she never missed an occasion to shake the contents of her cleavage to her advantage. A couple of times she even left her seat to go grab something from her bag, strategically placed far away. So I watched her walk and wobble her enormous hips. She was wearing some tall platforms, straight from the seventies. The rigidness of the base caused each step to become a stomp, making her flesh bounce abruptly. I could especially notice the copious masses of her butt cheeks quiver perpetually along with the hefty bags of fat around her hips.

I immediately desired this gorgeous, opulent woman. I couldn't help myself. Rita was hot but Keri was so much more... all around. Keri was not as fit as Rita: she was a lot of a woman, a mountain of bold curves and sheer lust. She knew how to be huge and she was doing nothing to fight it and nothing to hide it. She looked like she was enjoying her huge body and life in general.

When the interview was over I immediately recommended her in my report to my boss. I told him she had a lot of experience and that she did a really great interview, hoping he was of the same opinion for once. Luckily, other coworkers were happy with Keri, so she was hired immediately.

The next day I spent a lot of time with her. My boss was out and I was the one assigned to show her around and explain her duties. Keri was still dressed like a whore. She wore a stretchy buttoned down shirt, a mini skirt and the same tall shoes that made her flesh bounce like crazy. The buttons or her shirt were put to a severe test in the effort to contain her chest. At every breath the buttons seemed ready to explode from the pressure. The skirt was truly indecent, too. It was short and the bulbous size of her ass was making it slid upwards every time she sat down, revealing an enormous amount of thighs. I was fascinated by her legs, by those huge amassments of cellulite, full of the softest dimples. There was so much lard in there to satisfy me for the rest of my days.

I tried to stay focused on the job but things started to get hot soon. She noticed my frequent stares and to make things worse I couldn't keep my cock down in front of all those curves. For the first hour that we spent together she continued to show off all of herself. And she had a lot to show. The most erotic part was that she wasn't directly trying to tease or seduce people: her body was so curvy that she didn't have to. She could have dressed like a nun and she would still have the same effect. It was inevitable. Her boobs and her ass were always in the way, always accidentally touched, shaken, brushed, squeezed against the table or through the door. She knew that. She knew that men and women would stare and touch, accidentally or not. Everything looked fortuitous, like it had to happen since she was so big. Being close to her was like being in a perpetual sensory overload. She didn't have to do anything in particular.

After an hour or so she had to leave. I watched her enormous fat butt wobbling away, while I was touching my cock. She came back at around 5 PM. I saw her very curvy figure getting out of the car and walking back to me. The abundance of her hips was that of an African queen. Her tits were bouncing like water balloons, ready to nourish a hundred people.

She walked toward me watching me straight in the eyes. I looked back, then my eyes fell down on all those curves. I looked shamelessly, unable to control myself. She ignored me and sat down loudly. Inside her shirt, an ocean of flesh shook in tall, splashy waves. I knew she did that on purpose.

After a few minutes she went to the restrooms. When she came back, she did something that threw me over the top. As soon as she entered my cubicle, she unbuttoned a button from her already revealing top, right in front of me. She didn't smile at all. The button snapped easily under the pressure of her copious tit flesh. The contents of her cleavage shook and expanded to occupy the available extra space, quivering like a levee that just broke. I stood there with my mouth open, waiting for something to happen, but she did nothing beside sitting down next to me. Maybe this is what aroused me the most: watching her level of comfort. Shirt is tight, breasts are large, loosen the shirt, expose more flesh. Period. Her body transformed every natural gesture in something loaded with lust.

A few minutes later, she did something similar, but with her skirt. Her skirt was incredibly tight, especially when she was sitting down. I think she was trying to keep her legs closed, however her skirt was always sliding up. After all, she was more bottom heavy than anything else. Just as she did before, Keri didn't hesitate to open the few buttons on the side of her skirt to make some room for her bountiful thighs. The last of those buttons popped open by itself when she crossed her legs, revealing almost the entire length of her long, thick thigh. That was just too much for me. I turned my head and openly stared down at her legs . I didn't care what she was going to say. My trousers were like a tent almost ready to explode from the inside.

"Hi there... what are you looking at?" she smiled.

"Nothing, really... nothing" I said, in a very embarrassed way. I looked at her quickly, but then my eyes went back to staring her thighs.

"Come on, I saw you..." she persisted, putting a hand on her leg.

"I'm sorry... I am just, uh... I can't help it, I mean... your legs..." I said, a little embarrassed.

"Ahh, my legs... I guess my skirt is a little too small, isn't it. Well, maybe more than just a little..." she said, giving me a sultry, yet more serious look. "Do you like my big legs?" she continued, slowly caressing her thighs and watching my eyes.

"Yeah... they are beautiful and so... huge" I mumbled, drooling like a kid.

"Thank you" she said, slowly moving her hand up and down her bare thigh. She repeated the gesture a couple times, and the third time she stopped her fingers right below her hips, on the fabric of the fully stretched skirt. That was the point where her hips were at their fullest and I could see a large amount of flesh striving to expand outside, barely contained inside the limits of her skirt. I could see bulbous chunks of flesh hidden under the dress. The spandex material of her dress was put to a severe strain.

"My legs and my hips are so full of fat..." she added. Then, she massaged the fat-engorged protuberance some more and plunged her fingers into it, lifting the remaining part of her skirt above the large bulge of her fat haunches. My cock jolted uncontrollably while I watched her hand easily sink in the copious tenderness of her bottom. Copious slabs of fat rolled out, expanding to their full glory.

"You like my fat?" she smiled. "I have so much of it... look here, on my thighs... look how much I've got." She opened her hand and laid it on her thigh, grabbing chunks of lard here and there.

"Ohhh my god... you are so abundant, so big... so soft..." I responded in disbelief.

"You look like you never saw thighs this big!" Keri said, petting herself and making all that flesh jiggle and bounce.

"You are right, I-I-I never did... it's making me so hard" I told her.

"I have mountains and mountains of cellulite. They're so soft, you won't believe it... especially here, on the side of my hips... it is so tender..." she gently pressed her fingers along her upper thigh and looked at me. I watched them sinking down immediately into the deep ocean of cellulite. She literally squeezed huge chunks of flesh from her hips, many times and in different positions, just to make me notice how vast they were and how abundant she was. 

"I have cellulite all over the place, and so much of it you can just sink your fists in, grab as much as you can and squeeze it at your pleasure. It's that much..."

My cock stretched the hard fabric of my blue jeans full of lust and passion. I massaged myself lasciviously.

"You may take it out, if you want..." she conceded.

I took my pants down and exposed my large erection. I wanted her to see how hard I was for her, so I just stood there with my throbbing cock pointing up, filled with blood.

"That's not bad, honey, look at that.... you're pretty big.... but you know what? I think I've got enough space for you" She stood up, slowly lifting her entire skirt, to show the full size of her bottom. The first thing I noticed was the incredible thickness of her thighs. They were long and totally packed with flesh. Her legs harmoniously introduced the very abundant curves of her ass. She was large and mighty as the Mississippi. Bags of fat on the side of her hips emphasized the already pronounced size of her bottom. Keri lasciviously caressed her copious love handles, openly squeezing them to show off her buttery fatness. That vision injected so much lust inside me that I had to sit down. She was really, really enormous. For the first time in my life I felt like I found the woman that could take all of me, swallow me, tease me, fuck me, protect me.

She understood my desire, or so I thought. At first she stayed there, caressing and tapping on her thighs to show off her jiggling fat. My god, she was so abundant. I leaned back on my chair and watched this Amazon beauty come closer to me. Her copious flesh was a vast sea of soft waves in perpetual motion. I felt my hard cock rubbing against that amazing softness, making its way to something deeper. Soon enough Keri was all over me and her warmth sent me to heaven. While the tip of my cock was unfolding her big labia making its way inside, she played with it for a while, giving me a chance to admire the sheer largeness of her body. I put my open hands on the center of her pig sized thighs and squeezed them roughly, like pillows, taking into my hands as much flesh as possible and gripping hard like a stress ball. At the same time her tits partially came out of her dress and inundated my face, even if she still had her dress on. The cleavage was obscene, revealing udders so big that they were beyond my comprehension.

It was unreal. I was completely relaxed on my chair, leaning back, while this huge Venus was rubbing herself on me. It was so... comfortable I would say, and primordially erotic to just sit there and feel these huge fucking titties about to fall all over my head, those enormous fucking thighs wrapped around me, and the largest possible hips ready to copulate and welcome me.

Keri lifted up her massive boobs and dropped all of them on my face. I could barely breathe and I instinctively pulled her closer to me, randomly grabbing her juicy rolls. Her fleshy belly pressed against my body and my hands dug into her hips. I could barely reach the back of her butt since she was so big, but I had plenty of fun squeezing the colossal mountains of fat all over her vast, maternal hips.

Then something changed. Being so immersed in that sensory overload I lost all inhibitions.

"Bella, bella donna, so huge and fat, well fed, i love your jugs full of milk, you are like a cow, my meat market, you're such a bitch, makes me wanna fuck you..."

I was possessed by the lust of this goddess' body so everything was really meant as a compliment, but in a few minutes I realized I was saying too much.

"So you like my meat, don't you? You like all this flesh, all these mountains of fat, don't you?!? I'm your bitch, uh? So, tell me that you love my fat, you bastard. Tell me how much you love it, or I'll stop, right now." Keri said in a very authoritarian way. Her boobs were still slapping on my face.

"I love you, oh my god I love you, I would do anything for you, anything... I love your fat, I love your fat..." I grabbed her thigh and squeezed her again, softer, but intensely. Her thighs were so incredibly rich. "I would do anything for you, anything, I swear!"

"Anything, uh? Let's see, you are married, ... so why d'you wanna fuck me, asshole, why? Is it maybe because I am more beautiful than your skinny wife? Tell me!"

She plunged her body a little closer to me. I felt my cock penetrating her some more, yet she was holding herself up.

"Yes, yes..." I moaned "You are so beautiful, so fat, so large..." I continued.

"Why don't you call your wife, uh? Why don't you do it! Let her see how you like my big booty, with all the wrinkles, all the fat... look how fat it is... how full... look how large it is..."




Big Butt Queen Ch. 02



"Oh she is so fucking smaller than you... she isn't huge like you... I always wanted her to be bigger, fatter... like this" I screamed, slapping the pillows of fat on the right.

Then, all of a sudden she started slamming her body down on mine. While my cock disappeared inside her cunt, she grabbed my head over to her chest and soon enough my entire body was inundated and swallowed by the copious rolls of her legs, belly, and breasts. It was the most amazing thing to be inside that paradise of flesh. I had no escape.

"No I can't... uhhh ... uuhh... uhhhhhhh oh my god... uhhh... uhhhhhhhh"

"You think my tits are too big? What about my hips, are they large enough? You've plenty to squeeze, don't you?" Keri said bitterly, but without stopping the sex motion.

I continued my loud moans, screaming carelessly in the heat of the moment. My hands were all sunk into the softest body I ever touched, continuously grabbing and squeezing fistfuls over fistfuls of flesh. At the same time I was drowning in the vastest sea of tits ever. Huge waves of tit-flesh were splashing on my face. I sucked mouthfuls in my mouth. She didn't stop for a second to impale herself on my huge pecker, taking all of my hard rod. I loved the violence she was using to fuck me and it was incredible to feel her heavy body slamming on mine. I felt like a selfish animal and all I cared was to indulge myself. I couldn't last too long under those stimuli and my body jolted in the most intense orgasm I ever had in my life. At the same time I felt her squeezing me so hard I couldn't breathe. While I was drowning under wave upon wave of flesh, I heard the symptoms of her orgasm, and the more she came, the more she squeezed.

My body kept tingling for such a long time.

When I got home I couldn't stop thinking about Keri. I looked at Rita. I watched all of her beautiful curves, the same curves that I thought were the embodiment of sensuality for so many years, while my mind was drifting away in the desire for Keri's larger body. Even if I didn't want to think about her, I couldn't deny that I was. There was an animal passion that was telling me she was the woman to mate with. It's like I had to copulate with her. I was also fascinated by Keri's attitude, her awareness of the size of her large body and the way she was dealing with it, exposing it in such a pornographic way. You don't usually see a woman so large showing off her own fat. Instead, Keri was placing acres of breasts up there on display for everyone, piling up her bouncy flesh in enormous "shelf" bras; she was showing pretty much all of her bare thighs, exposing the rich, decadent mountains of cellulite; she was showing her arms and shoulders, which were thick and round as the biggest Rubens' goddess, and even the copious rolls of her waist and belly. She was like a walking meat market. Every single man could not help but to turn his head and look at this wonder of the world, with all those incredible curves. She had curves not only in the right places, but in every place. I realized how proud I would be to walk next to her.

But the thing is, it was not just about her look. It was her body language. Her body was talking about liberation, openness, about being proud of who you are, despite society, morality and bigots. Keri was able to combine pornography with a special kind of maternal sensuality. Her large breeding hips had space for a dozen babies while those obese breasts always looked like they needed to be milked. Keri was a hymn to fertility and freedom.

While I was immersed in my own perverted thoughts, Rita jumped on top of me, spreading her beautiful, muscular toned legs. She was horny again. She had thick legs but I knew they were no match to Keri's enormous thighs. I glided over Rita's cellulite along her hips. I felt the buttery softness and imagined how delicious it would have been to have Keri on top of me. Rita felt my cock harden a little more inside of her. I imagined to be able to open my palm and squeeze a full fist of fat, completely sinking my hands into Keri's waist, surrounded by the first class comfort of her luxurious hips and heavy thighs. Rita moaned as my cock expanded even more inside her cunt, pushing on the rubbery spot. I reached for her big tits, sucked her nipple into my mouth and closed my eyes.

My mind drifted away into another dimension. I wanted to be inside Keri's cow-sized bosom. I imagined to bathe again into that sea of flesh, huge enough to swallow my entire head and still pour additional meat on my chest. My cock became so hard that Rita completely lost it, and soon enough I couldn't hold it anymore either. The problem is, I started screaming the name of my real lover: "Oh Keri! Oh, Keri!! Give me your fat, give me your fat, I want your fat..." Rita immediately gave me the weirdest look. She was at the peak of her orgasm.

"Who the fuck is Keri???" she said, "Who's this fucking bitch? Who is she? Who is she??? uhh uhhh ahhhhh uhhhhhhh..."

She continued to scream all sort of blasphemies until she was done with her orgasm. Then she immediately moved away.

"How dare you asshole, how dare you??? Who is this bitch, who is it?? I can't believe you cheated on me!!" Rita said, pacing all over the room and throwing stuff at me. She continued to yell at me for a while and only when she calmed down a bit I tried to explain the situation. To make a long story short, I ended up telling her the whole truth. I am not a great liar.

"I can't believe you were fucking that bitch. You don't like my ass no more? How can you like a fat cow like that? After all the work I've been putting into my shape... I bet she just sits and eats. And eats, and eats, all day long, that fucking whale!"

"Maybe she does." I observed calmly. Rita got so enraged that I had to leave the room, haunted by her wild "Fuck you!" screams. Shortly thereafter she put some clothes on and left the house altogether. I didn't hear from her until the next day.

When she came back, she was even angrier. Between the unstoppable insults, she said she wanted to meet Keri, confront her face to face and give her a piece of her mind. I tried to convince her otherwise, but she was unmovable. In the end I just agreed to speak to Keri and see what she had to say.

END OF PART 2/3 



Big Butt Queen Ch. 03



Many thanks to Tyjala for his ideas and to editors Ray Ball and Oedipus Rex for their editing assistance.

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Part 3: The confrontation

Ultra-voluptuous Keri arrived at our place one hour late. Rita, my wife, was already angry for the situation she was in, but the delay infuriated her even more. As soon as Keri entered our apartment, Rita started shouting foul things at her, most of which involved the obscene size of her body. Keri, however, walked in like a real queen. She didn't even look at Rita.

Keri's bulbous butt was prominently on display. It was jiggling, bouncing and stretching the boundaries imposed by the dress. She carried her massive body with so much pride, emphasizing her healthy size and pronounced curves. Plus, she was dressed like a total whore. Knowing that Rita was a lot smaller in the chest area, Keri played a low trick by wearing a tight low-cut halter-top that little was doing to hide her very opulent breasts. She was wet around her nipples, as if milk dampened the cloth of her dress from the inside. She looked like she was very comfortable in exposing so much of herself. 

Rita continued to insult her. To make a long story short, she told Keri that she should just leave myself alone, because I was already taken. Keri responded in a very confrontational way.

"I can't help it if he likes my big curves, bitch! He began staring at me from the first moment we met! He couldn't keep his eyes off me, did you know that? He really loves these mountains of cellulite, right here on my big booty and on my thighs. Look at them... 

"Hon, grab some flesh from these fat hams. Come here, touch them, squeeze them... feel how large and meaty they are!" 

I was amazed by her audacity. She lifted her skirt to show off her bare legs. I reached over and squeezed handfuls of her flesh, filling up the palms of my hands. She was so beautifully fat, I couldn't resist her. Rita went ballistic and yelled at me everything she could think of. She went on and on and on but I just couldn't help myself. 

After more animated discussions we came up with a plan. We set up a competition of sorts. Keri and Rita would take turns and try to seduce me and whoever would be unable to make me cum, would lose. Keri agreed to give Rita an advantage by letting her start first. 

Rita walked over to me fast, shaking everything she had. She was wearing a miniskirt that was really tight around her hips. Her top was also tight, no sleeves, and showing a nice cleavage, closed by a kind of knot. A string was dangling down her chest, inviting me to pull it. 

She started with a lap-dance on me, slowly lifting that short skirt. Her thighs emerged in all their glory and I got so hard just looking at how round they were. I swear, her legs are never ending. At some point she couldn't move her skirt up anymore: her hips were just too large. She removed the skirt, and got on top of me on the large chaise I was laying down on. She was wearing nothing underneath. She was ready for me. She took my hands and she put them on her chunky hips, pressing them down on her flesh. Then she slowly rubbed my hands along her thighs, and, oh my god, was she hot. 

"Feel my curves... squeeze me... My thighs are thick... and so round for you, look at these curves here, squeeze them, aren't they juicy... they are just for you," she said, rubbing my hungry hands all over. 

She started rubbing herself on my cock. She bent over and pulled the strings of her shirt. The tip of my cock penetrated her very slowly. She was like a gushing river. She outstretched her legs as much as she could, and inch after inch she swallowed all of my cock. I always loved her cunt. She fucked me slowly at first, but soon enough she was pounding on me hard. I kept my hands firmly around her hips, occasionally squeezing her thighs, watching her thick hourglass body riding mine. I came hard right inside of her, and she kept going and going like she wanted to milk me dry. 

When she walked away my cum was oozing out of her pussy. I slowly went to the bathroom to clean myself and get ready for the next "session". I wanted to take a little break, but I just laid down on the chaise waiting for Keri. 

As soon as I saw Keri walking toward me, my heart jumped up to my throat. She was walking slow, so I had a lot of time to look at her. Between the room where she came out of, and me, there was a fairly long corridor. Even from so far away her figure was staggering. I saw the enormous slopes of her hips and the huge breasts bouncing up and down. With just a glance, I could clearly see the amazing hourglass of her body and the abundance that made her so unique. 

The dress she was wearing was fantastic. It was a black silk chemise, with cascading ruffle trim along her legs and long criss-cross ties around her chest. Her huge tits wanted to escape the restraints of the lace so badly that there was nothing they could do but to push on the ties and overflow from the top. The bottom part of the chemise was hanging loosely, emphasizing the shape of her enormous ass. 

She came close to me, standing high in front of me. She slowly released some of the straps containing her jugs, letting her sea of breasts expand, and expand, and expand. It was an ocean of jiggling flesh. She kept walking all around me making sure I saw all that. Then she lifted her skirt to show me how large she was around her butt. Her thighs were carrying enormous waves of fat, mountains of the most beautiful lard. I wanted it. I couldn't wait anymore. It was all I wanted. I started following her, ogling her from really close. 

At some point I smacked her booty to feel how soft she was. "Don't do that. You have to ask," Keri said, slapping me on my cheek. Apparently I wasn't allowed to touch her. I ignored her, but when she told me the second time I stopped for a second and waited in front of her. 

My cock was sticking out hard in front of me, throbbing. I looked at her again and whispered, "Can I touch you?"

She smiled and took my hand, accompanying it to the tip of her left hip, "Touch here." 

I thought I almost died feeling how soft she was. She had a mountain of what I think was the purest, most delicate flesh, the most abundant amount of pleasure I ever experienced. I squeezed, I kissed, I adored, I explored her large curves as perversely as I wanted, as lasciviously as I desired, as much as I wanted. 

As much as I was in love with Keri's bottom curves, I couldn't forget her boobs either. She had the biggest udders a human female could have. And they were full of life.

"You look hungry... have some warm milk," she said, grabbing the enormous boob and offering it to me. Huge quantities of breast-flesh overflowed along the sides of her hands. She juggled her own teat to put it back onto her arm and hold it in some way. Milk started to drip out of her nipples and her breasts' flesh splashed with big fat waves. I thought about milk tossed inside a jug. 

I sunk my entire head into the ready-to-be-milked breasts. As I moved closer to her I felt my fully erected cock sliding between her thick thighs and being enveloped by a paradise of cellulite. It was so soft that my cock just slipped inside like butter. It was snug and tight. 

I hugged her putting my hands around her waist and butt. She had such a big curvy body. I grabbed her, groped her, and squeezed her as much as I could. She was so... much. So much taller and bigger than me. Her waist was probably 60, 65 inches but it was nothing compared to those hips. How large were they, 100, 110 inches?

Keri was incredible. I stood there fucking her thighs while sucking her milk. I was just hugging her and I was perfectly happy. If I wanted more tits, I could simply reach over and squeeze some more tit flesh. If I wanted more flesh in general, I just had to push myself against her and I'd be sure to land on something soft. 

At one point I wanted more milk. I moved both my hands around the breast that was nourishing me and I squeezed gently. More milk came out. I indulged myself on the sheer size of that cow-sized udder, grabbing her from different positions, just to get an idea of her size. I can safely say that she was large enough that I could move my hand around the girth of her boob and still be unable to feel my other hand on the other side. I adored this carefree abundance. 

Keri's chest was so prominent that it would cast some distance between my body and hers, even if my face was sunk into it. Aware of this distance, Keri did something that made me her slave for eternity. She wrapped her thick, comfy arms around me and hugged me tighter against herself. Her movement was strong and quick. My face got completely smothered against her boob including my forehead and chin. I instinctively sucked as hard as I could from her big nipple, which was thick as a thumb. My fingers sank into the copious tit flesh even more. My cock penetrated deeper inside her massive thighs, which she had naturally opened a little bit. I moaned loudly as I continued to mindlessly squeeze the huge boob and drink her maternal nectar. I felt at home inside that fleshy heaven, it was so divine. I was very close to coming in that sensory overload. 

At that point Keri also tightened her thighs one against each other, literally smothering my cock with her thick layers of fat. Oh my god, I can't even describe how that felt. Every little square inch of my cock was stimulated by the abundant, super-creamy texture of her inner thighs. But it's the way she did it that made me reach the top. At first she closed her thighs just a little tiny bit. My cock was already pretty tight inside those mountains of flesh, so I could feel every little movement she was making. After that tiny bit, she added more pressure. And then more pressure, and then more, and more and more... how much flesh did she still have?? I couldn't hump her anymore for the massive fat load pressing on my cock. She just kept squeezing me so hard yet so softly, so slowly yet for so long. 

I came just like that, in the most intense orgasm I can remember. When I started to come she hugged my head to herself as hard as she could, and gave the hardest squeeze on my cock I can imagine. Then she released her grip for a fraction of a second, only to squeeze me back again. She was milking my cock just using her thighs. My body shook vigorously but my jolts of pleasure all ended against the abundance of her softness, like a fish in the water. 

When my orgasm came down, I heard Rita screaming in the background, "Let him go, you fat bitch!! Let him go!!" 

Keri had to gently push me away because I was the one who didn't want to let go. I wanted more. I didn't want Rita's beautiful curves, I wanted Keri's outrageous curves, I wanted her marvelous heaps of lard! So even if Rita was actually closer to me now, and calling me, I ran toward Keri, begging her to take me again. 

"I want your fat, Keri, I want your thighs, your milk..." I moaned as I was running toward Keri.

Nobody stopped me, so I basically splashed into her. Keri had a sultry smile on her face. I dived into her and sank my hands in the ripe folds of her waist. I grabbed huge chunks of meat with lust. I was home again. I just had an orgasm but I was still hard and I knew I could have another one with Keri. 

She leaded me to the couch and made me sit down before she sat on top of me to fuck again. I loved the weight of her body. Keri lifted her breasts and put them over my shoulders, all around my head. Then she bent over, pressing her belly against me while I was resting my arms around her waist. I leaned back and enjoyed the ride, comforted by the massive bulges of her hips overflowing around me. 

I was completely oblivious to the furious rage still coming from Rita. "You fucking bitch!! How dare you stealing my man! How dare you!"

Truth is, I couldn't even see Rita. My entire body was buried under Keri's. All I could see was her udders quivering around my head like huge balloons full of milk. 

Keri looked at her while she was fucking me, "Maybe he just likes a bigger woman. Maybe your ass is not fat enough!" 

"Maybe you should just fuck off, bitch!!" Rita shouted with anger. 

"I don't know dear, I can't stop him... he just wants more of this," Keri said while breathing heavily. "Honey, do you want more flesh?" 

Keri's sweet voice always turned me on. I mumbled affirmatively. 

"See? He likes it!" Keri exclaimed, guiding my hands down to the mountains of her hips and making sure to sink them into those soft bulging heaps. My cock jolted violently and uncontrollably under another intense orgasm. 

"Oh my, he's coming again, look at him," Keri said with passion. "Oh yeah, baby, squeeze me, squeeze my fucking hips!" 

Even if she could hardly see my body beneath Keri's bulging mountains, Rita couldn't help to notice the violent shaking of my body during my climax. I jolted back and forth with the utmost pleasure, occasionally splashing against her bosom. 

Rita was really furious. "You're such a fucking whore! You're a fucking disgusting whore with the boobs of a cow, you bitch!!!" 

She couldn't accept the fact that a bigger, fatter, "unfit" woman was giving me so much pleasure. Although Keri was quite fit, in her own way. For some reason Rita was accusing Keri instead of myself, while it was clear that I was responsible of my very own weaknesses. The thing is, I never felt anything close to this and incidentally, I just couldn't stop being hard! I don't know what this woman was doing to me, but she kept riding me. 

"Oooh girl, this man just can't stop being excited! He is so fucking hard! But maybe you're right, maybe we should just ask him if he has had enough." Keri said with sarcasm, "Honey, are you tired of my fat body? Should I get off you?" 

I mindlessly pulled her closer to me, grabbing her huge rolls with lust. Rita replied with more insults, this time directed at me. 

"Oh, I think he likes it!" Keri said with delight.

"Oh baby, I love you too... here, take my boob... suck some milk, look, it's dripping out..." she continued, before turning back to Rita to mock her one more time. "I've got so much of it!" 

I took the giant juicy breast with both my hands and squeezed the nipple into my mouth. Her precious nectar was delicious and rich. While I was sucking I admired the vast boob hill in front of me. Even her breasts had beautiful fatty dimples all over the place. 

It was clear that Keri had won at this point. Keri even cared to explain the bare facts of her victory, with a calm and relaxed voice.

"You see, if I want him to cum all I have to do is squeeze him closer to me," she said, pulling me closer into her chest. 

She was like a mother giving me more nourishment. My cock became hard in a way I could not hold it much longer. 

"I can either use my tits or I can use my butt." She continued turning back to me, 

"Baby, you like auntie Keri's hips, don't you... they are really, really large, just for you. Push as hard as you want... I know you like them, there's so much cushion," she said with a sweet voice.

Without giving me time to realize what she was doing, she lifted the mountains of flesh protruding from her hips and mimicked the act of weighting them. I watched the enormous ocean of fat wobbling all around me. She was showing me how abundant she was. I felt as the richest and most powerful king of the entire world to be allowed to fecundate such a magnificent woman. Then, when I realized how incredible this was, Keri released those wonderful hips, abruptly. As soon as I felt the amassment of flesh splashing down on me, my cock contracted hard to the point of no return once more. At the same moment I felt Keri's kegel muscles grabbing my cock, milking me, literally squeezing my cum out of me. After so many orgasms my cock was so sensitive that my body jolted really wildly. Keri continued to shake her body, occasionally raising and plunging it on mine. I came carelessly inside of her, comforted by the big waves of fat splashing all around me. 

Oh my god, I never had an orgasm so full and overwhelming. My entire body was stimulated by Keri's jiggling fat. Rita was in disbelief but I couldn't care less at this point. It was just too good. 

Keri decided to mock Rita some more. "You know girl, I really think he loves my fat, he can't stop coming!" 

"Maybe because you're such a fucking whore!" Rita shouted. 

"Let's ask the guy how he feels then," Keri proposed. She pulled out of my tight embrace (I was still humping her) and stood up next to Rita. 

"Honey, do you prefer to go with lovely Rita and her shapely booty," she asked, outlining the firm curves of Rita's body before being pushed away. "Or do you prefer staying with Auntie Keri, between my large hips and my huge bosom?"

I hesitated for a little bit, but all I could really see was Keri's jiggling fat. There were no doubts. I quickly glanced over to Rita one last time. We both knew I never had this many erections in such a short period of time with her. Then I hurried between Keri's tits once again. I couldn't help it. 

"Oh I want you, Keri... I love these huge ass hips... you're so large and fat, take me between your flesh, I wanna squeeze you, and love you some more," I whispered.

"I really think you're not fat enough, Rita girl," Keri said with an evil smile. "I would say go eat some more, but I don't think you will ever be as big and curvy as me, honestly!" 

"My butt is nice and big too, bitch!" Rita screamed with disdain, "And you asshole, this relationship is OVER!"

Then she swiftly walked away, leaving us alone in our perverted sex. Keri had already thrown me on the ground and was about to jump on top of me. I barely had the time to see Rita's thighs jiggling under her heavy stomps, before Keri wrapped her large hips around me and buried my face between her boobs one more time. 

THE END