Authors note: This story is based on a real life BBW reader of Literotica. TB contacted me with a story line. Renee is her alter ego. I saw a picture of TB so the physical description of this BBW is accurate.
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Renee is a 46 year old housewife living in upstate New York. She is very lonely in a sexless marriage. Renee is an extraordinary woman of pent up lust and sexuality. She is exactly five feet tall and pushes the weight scale at around two hundred pounds. A huge chunk of her size is her 46 GG natural breasts. She has a huge round ass to match. Her waist is thick and wide but a full eight inches smaller than her huge udders.
Written from Renee's Point of View:
I am looking forward to my trip to the Spa "Pocanos Palace." The spa is located at East Stroudsburg PA near the New Jersey border. I live only a few hours from the spa in a small farm community in upstate New York. It has been a cold year in my sex life and I am frustrated. My husband has work to do on our farm and I decide to pamper myself for a few days in the Pocanos. I look forward to the services offered-manicures, pedicures, facials, full body massages and bikini waxing. There is also swimming, sunbathing, tennis and golf to occupy guests. I am not a tennis player or golfer. My desires are sexual in nature.
It is a warm summer morning at my farmhouse in upstate New York. My two young boys are sleeping in their rooms as I enjoy my coffee. My husband is up and working on the various chores he performs each day. My husband is a good man. He neglects me sexually, but I love him. I wish he was more passionate toward me. I will miss my cats. I love my cats they are my main hobby. My kids will look after them while I am gone.
My body is a coiled spring of sexual drive. Most of my life I have been sexually frustrated. I masturbate with dildos several times a day. My breasts are sensitive and I can reach orgasm by breast stimulation. I am multi-orgasmic. I have a small clitoris mounted on a trimmed neglected cunt. My pussy has never been eaten. I am happy with my body, but unhappy with its use. I want a man to eat me to orgasm, fuck me in the pussy and ass, have my pussy fisted as my clit is tongued, sixty nine with a cock buried in my throat as my cunt is eaten. These are my sexual desires.
I look in the mirror at myself. Many men think I am fat. My short figure is very curvy and voluptuous. I am definitely a BBW. My long blonde hair and hazel eyes are set in a pretty unwrinkled face. I look ten years younger than my 46 years. My plump curvaceous figure is adorned in a sleeved red sundress that ends at my knees. I wear nylons over my freshly shaven thick legs. On my short delicate feet are some four inch red peep toe sandals. I am adventurous today. I wear a push up bra that enhances my huge cleavage and is open for all to see. I can feel my thong G-string in my ass as I move. I trimmed myself this morning and shaved until only a tuft of pubic hair surrounds my cunt. I did something I have never done before I shaved around my anus. I figured if anyone ever saw me in the thong from the rear it would look better hairless.
I go to my boys rooms and kiss them goodbye. My husband waves at me as I get in the car. My drive will be about four hours and I listen to a book on tape on a CD as I drive. The short trip is uneventful and quiet. I think of sex as I drive. I frequently look at porn on the internet and read erotic stories as well. I want to suck, fuck, swallow, squirt, 69, get fucked in the ass. I have fantasies of older men, getting fucked in the shower, having a three some, and having my pussy shaved and eaten. I think of thick cocks entering me in one of my openings. They shoot volumes of thick semen in my throat, in my pussy, in my tight asshole.
I arrive at the spa at midday and park my car. I check in and am greeted warmly by the staff. I purchase a spa package that includes a luxury suite with all the amenities. A very attractive young man carries my bags upstairs as I walk behind him. I wonder what is in his pants as I watch his tight butt as he moves in front of me. We arrive at my room and he assists me by showing me how the various items in my room operate. There is a huge Jacuzzi four feet deep with whirlpool features in the corner. A huge five foot wide television set with DVD player covers one wall. Turn down lights cover each wall of the fifteen hundred square foot room. The center of the room has a large king size bed. The ceiling is completely covered my mirrors. Two of the walls near the bed have huge mirrors as well. This room is made for sexual copulation. I tip the young man and he leaves me to attend other guests. After putting away my clothes and toiletries I discover about ten DVDs of graphic pornography. The porn is mostly straight oral and anal sex videos. A couple videos are group sex in nature. One DVD has Transsexual girls fucking men. There is also a Lesbian movie as well. I hope to have a live porno of my own right here.
I am hungry so I walk down to the restaurant. Upon my arrival I sit at a circular table for singles. There is a section for couples as well. Before I sit down I remove my wedding band and place it in my purse.
"Hello young lady may I join you?" An attractive older man asks with a smile.
"Yes you may. I am Renee Buckholtz." I respond as we shake hands.
"I am Steve Richards I am pleased to meet you. You look nice Renee." Steve says looking me over. I notice his eyes on my breasts, then his gaze moves down to my peep toed fuck me sandals.
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself. In fact you are very handsome." I add.
Steve is about five foot ten and is thickly muscled. His hair is brown with gray mixed in. I would estimate his weight at around two hundred and forty pounds. I would guess he was in his late forties. He is dressed in khaki pants, a polo shirt and docker shoes. His face is clean shaven and he has a very short military style haircut. Stan has clean shaven smooth arms. He is a sexy strong man.
We are a contrast. He is hard I am soft. He is tall I am short. He is tan I am fair. One thing we have in common is size. We both have size and girth. I wear a 2X or 3X size and this large sexy man is adorned in a 3XXX shirt that fits tightly on him. My fear that he does not desire me quickly obvious he is totally infatuated with me.
"Renee can I buy you lunch? I really would enjoy getting to know you." Steve asks.
"Yes I will let you. Maybe next time I will treat you. "I reply.
"I like that I have a second date with a beautiful woman I just met." He says.
"Is this a date? I thought we just met." I add.
"Do you want this to be a date Renee?" Steve asks.
"Of course I do. I would love to eat some lunch with you while I look at your muscles." I answer as I grasp his arm and rub my long finger nails over his smooth tanned forearm.
"Renee that is flattering. I think you are very sexy by the way." Steve smiles as he gazes into my eyes.
"You think I am sexy? Why do you think I am sexy?" I ask.
"I love buxom women. I love your curves. You are blonde which I prefer. I like your personality. I think you are hot. Physically you are perfect. That is why I sat with you instead of one of those little skinny women that surround us." Steve says as his hand rubs my nylon clad calf and ankle of my left leg.
"I see you like legs Steve." I say as I lock my eyes into the gaze of his blue eyes.
"Yes. I love thick legs like yours. I love your body Renee. You have the most magnificent breasts I think I have ever seen. I think you look fantastic or I would not be here with you." Steve responds.
I look at Steve with watery eyes as my sexual frustration unloads into emotion. "You think this body is pretty. I can't remember anyone saying that to me. Are you trying to just fuck me Steve?"
"I would love to fuck you Renee. I am trying to get into your pants. I am very honest about what I want. Also Renee I find you a nice warm person. I will not do anything unless you ask." Steve responds.
"I like your total honesty. I think after a few hours of conversation and time together we might end up in my suite upstairs. I want you as well. I just want to make sure that you are right for me." I answer.
We order our steak dinners and talk about our lives. Steve is a retired financial adviser and is divorced. He is fifty five years old and lives in Trenton New Jersey. He reads, collects coins and is an amateur astronomer. I tell him I am married and am cheating on my husband. Steve reassures me that he is OK with me being unfaithful. He understands that our time together will be short. We are connecting in all the right ways. We talk and visit for nearly four hours.
