1. My first time with a BBW


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: ILoveBigBush, Rating: 84, Source: xHamster

    I have always been a fairly skinny guy. 5'8, 125 lbs. in my 20's; 5'8, 135 lbs., in my 30's. When I first became sexual in my teens perhaps due to peer pressure I thought I could really only 'hook up' with thin or maybe athletically built women. And that was just what I did. Nonetheless, I always harbored a lurking attraction to females with builds reminiscent of those Rubensesque females you see portrayed in classic art. Of course, in high school there were certainly plenty of girls with curves akin to this physique, but I never moved past the platonic level with any of them. In so limiting my range of partners I remember going through horrible dry spells where I wasn't having sex or even 'hooking up' at all. Enter college. It's the mid-nineties; I'm away from home and outside of the confined, judgmental halls of high school. Something finally clicked and I said to myself, &#034You've always been attracted to them. Now's the time to see if they're attracted to you.&#034 I remember my first BBW. I was 18. Her name was Marcie. I met her at a popular college bar. She had a very pretty face, large breasts and one of those asses that comes out of nowhere and goes on in each direction forever. We hit it off, and I remember the conversation turned sexual fairly quickly. I'm sure alcohol helped, but somehow it came up that she said, &#034Whatever, you're a twig. I'm way too big for you.&#034 I took a risk and said, &#034First of all you're not. And second of all, doesn't it all ...
    come down to how big one certain part is ... &#034 (touting my large penis as any confident guy knowing he has the goods would do). To this her eyes brightened and she giggled saying, &#034Well yeah, but it has to be pretty damned big.&#034 I had my hand on her knee and had been intermittently stroking it. After this exchange I made my move and went in for a kiss. It was greeted with acceptance, and with bar time rapidly approaching I asked her if she wanted to come back to my place to &#034hang out.&#034 She gave me an all-knowing grin and said, &#034Sure.&#034 I didn't necessarily want to go all the way. I figured I'd take this new frontier slowly. I really wanted to get to see her naked and feel her curves. How I might cum or whether I even came that night didn't matter much to me. I thought it would be nice to go down on her, but I didn't know how shy/forward she would be. Turned out Marcie had similar goals for the evening. She didn't necessarily want to have sex with a guy she just met at a bar, but she definitely wanted to see my cock and find out if I was as big as I had insinuated. So we were both nude probably within 10 minutes of hooking up. She blessedly let me leave my lamp on so I was able to fulfill my first wish and see her in all of her Rubenesque curves. Unlike those classical paintings where you barely see a trace of pubic hair on those buxom females, Marcie had a healthy swatch of chestnut brown bush, and the look of this wide triangle set in the middle of ...
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