"Many thanks to editor BlueEyed5ftAngel for her advices and editing assistance with this story. She was very helpful, fast and honest!"
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My first reunion with the forgotten Flesh.
I remember the familiar heat of summer. The hot weather, the slow warm wind on my bare skin and the stillness of the streets at midday under the blazing sun. I remember staring at every woman in a bikini and their exposed curvy shapes, while the sun's rays were striking my skin. Everything was laid back: a few cars, less noise, lots of people strolling down the streets and lots of short dresses, too.
The hot weather created an inevitable level of intimacy. Many men were hanging out in their beach shorts and bare torso; some would sport tight briefs, revealing their huge manhoods. Women would bloom like flowers, especially the playful ones who were confident enough to expose the curves of their own bodies.
My neighbor, a woman in her fifties with a large prominent ass, would start wearing a fluffy vaporous skirt with a long slit on the side at the first heat. She didn't have long legs but she was sexy in it and you could tell she was very happy to wear that skirt. I was happy too. She had beautiful meaty thighs and I was always mesmerized by the movements of her skirt and how randomly the slit would open. Many men would turn their heads to look at her big butt.
I felt excited, yet uncomfortable. After many years since I last saw my aunt Carmela, this year I was going to stay with her again during August. It's been so long. I do remember the excitement in her eyes every time she would meet me and the warm hugs she'd give me. She was always so happy to see her favorite nephew. I also remember her wonderful cooking and the luxurious dinners we had together, eating all sorts of food until our bellies were stuffed. Then we would watch some TV together, until I'd fall asleep in her arms.
My mom and aunt had grown apart but they were once very close, as Carmela helped her a lot since my mom gave birth to me and my brother. However, my parents didn't pay her a visit in many years. So, since I've been driving around for quite a few years, I thought it would be nice to visit her. My friends told me I was weird: obviously, they didn't know Carmela.
I found my aunt's place pretty easy. I walked up the stairs to the main entrance with some anxiety and happiness at the same time. I rang the bell twice and heard a voice from the inside.
"I'm coming!"
It was followed by some heavy stomps, like she was running frantically for the excitement. The stomps were really loud, just as if a giant was running inside the house. They continued for quite a long time, interrupted by some moments of silence here and there. It seemed like she went up and down the stairs for at least two or three times.
"What is she doing?" I thought to myself.
After some endless minutes the stomps finally came closer getting heavier. I could even hear a slapping noise. My heart was pounding in my throat. She reached the door and opened it with a fast, swift movement.
Oh - my - god. She was... a giantess! Instead of her face, right in front of me were two gargantuan bulges, bouncing in (and out) of her dress.
"Are those... boobs!?"
As she opened the door, the big globes dropped low like heavy grocery bags and then bounced up and down for a while, shaking an incredible amount of flesh. They smashed against each other multiple times, overflowing the large yet insufficient containers. I don't think Carmela was wearing a bra: her bust was simply "filling" her dress, which really resembled an overloaded bag held by her shoulders. She was so abundant that her tit-flesh was packed and stacked in two huge mountains beginning right above her navel and ending a few inches below her chin. But there was more, a lot more. She was enormous everywhere. Her hips were protruding even more than her breasts! She barely fit the door. I stared at those meaty love handles, enraptured by their impressive opulence.
I felt dizzy for a moment. My god. Carmela stood there for a while, just looking at me, oohing away her joy to see me. I think she was talking but I was on another planet. Her cow-sized tits were still dancing in front of my face. She had a buttoned-down dress with a stretched-out V-neck. Every additional little movement was making the contents shake some more. It was like she was carrying two enormous jars, but since they were filled to the top every once in a while some of that creamy jell-o was jumping up and spilling out. Her inevitable cleavage was making it really difficult for me to raise my eyes and meet my aunt's happy smile. I managed to do that somehow, but she must have noticed my staring. I was surely ogling those gigantic udders! I even felt some drool forming on the side of my dangling tongue.
Carmela was so excited to see me though! She was so nice. She put her hands on my shoulders, inspecting me. She had to bend over a little bit to do that and man, I had never seen so much flesh shaking at the same time. She was all tits.
"Look how tall you got! You are a young man! and such a handsome one, too!"
I was looking at her mountainous cleavage and when she said that, my mind completely lost it. I managed to keep control of my actions, but not of my thoughts.
"I like you too, auntie, I like you a lot... Let me kiss you, let me put my face between your big udders, they're so swollen and creamy, they must be full of milk, let me suck your milk, I wanna lick your nipples and I'm gonna be thorough and slow, I wanna lick your flesh, love your fat body, I want to adore you and bury myself in your hips, squeeze me between your thighs, Carmelona, you have such beautiful legs, and such huge enormous tits, belle, belle mammellone, they look so full of milk, like a cow, let me milk you like a cow, bella tettona...."
My obscene thoughts overwhelmed me. Flesh, thighs, fat, curves, tits, hips, milk, cow, meat, carnitas.... it was such pure lust. She didn't even try to close her ridiculous cleavage, neither did she try to hide her thighs. She had a knee-long skirt with a long slit. Carmela was so sweet. She had the most beautiful silky hair. She grabbed me and hugged me against her beautiful self.
Yes. After a few minutes of seeing my aunt, I was already between her boobs. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I landed right into that ocean of tits and felt her fat jugs undulating around my face. I guess it was just natural for her to hug people like that, since she was so tall. Or maybe she really wanted to share her curves with me!
I tried to say, "You are so beauti-fullll!" but my mouth and cheeks were soon inundated and my entire head was swallowed away. Maybe she heard my words because she moaned a sweet, "Awwww!" before squeezing me a little more.
I tried to give her a "normal" hug but I couldn't do it very well. All I could get to were her oversized hips, which comfortably welcomed my hands. My cock was in a big pain. I opened my palms and grabbed a couple handfuls of what felt like pure fat. My manhood jerked and jumped. Her flesh felt good in my hands, it was so creamy and delicious. Carmela's hips were so large and thick and her breast so massive that it was hard to reach the back of her body. Her belly too was not helping me: it was like a giant comfy pillow. I left my hands on the sides of her earthy hourglass. I felt the soft caresses of my aunt on top of my head.
What a dream. An extremely sensual feeling spread across my body. It was like reconnecting with the spirit of life, lust, peace and simple hedonistic pleasure. I tried to stop my palms from continuously squeezing the delicious mounds of flesh packed on her hips and inside the gulfs of her waist. Yet it felt natural to squeeze her, she was super-soft there, so I just followed my instinct and indulged myself. She didn't complain. I was just hugging her, after all. I adjusted my head inside her welcoming breasts, sank into them and relaxed.
For the first time in my life I felt my entire body surrounded by an array of exciting, tingling and uniquely beautiful sparkles, coming from the contact with her extra-large figure. I had never touched a woman so big in my life. My whole self was surrounded by warmth, squeezed into an almighty softness. The inflated shapes of her belly and breasts soothed me and relaxed me. The sheer largeness of her figure reassured me while the vastness of her hips spread a sense of supreme elegance. It was erotic to feel such an abundance, to be able to extend my arms as wide as possible knowing there was still more to feel, beyond my reach. Beyond one's imagination. Her rolls upon rolls upon rolls of fat were copious, tender, juicy and heavy. My body understood that all my lust could find home between the folds and the ample curves of my bella Carmelona. She was welcoming like a giant Mother Earth.
The rest of my body was pressed against her big belly and legs. The lush beauty of her belly was radiating through me with its soft buttery curves. Her towering, well-padded legs had the elegance of classics and the safeness of a bastion. I wanted to share my love with her, all the love that nature endowed me with. There was absolutely nothing I could do to make my cock go down. It was sticking out and poking Carmela right on her thighs. I almost came when I felt it slowly making its way deeper into her softness.
