BBW sex stories with yours truly!

BBW sex stories have my name written all over them.  I’m surprised it’s taken me this long to write another one.  After all, I’ve got these 34F tits and over 40 inches of seemingly endless ass.  I guess all stories I’m in are BBW sex stories, hehe.  But let’s kick things up a notch.  After all, go big or get the fuck out and lose my number, right?

So imagine you’re just a young man walking around your neighborhood trying to earn a little extra cash for a bike you want.  Your parents said they’d meet you half way on it if they how much you really want it.  So you knock on the neighbors doors to ask if they have any chores for you to do.  You come to the last house on the lane with the beautiful garden out front and the red door.

You ring the doorbell and are greeted by Mrs. Crystal

“H-hello Miss…Misses Crystal.  I wanted to know if you needed any help with your g-garden?”

You’re so cute.  Your eyes keep shying away from my plump body.  I guess no one would blame you.  I’ve got such a short, white sundress on.  You’re so small that, if you looked at me properly, you might see right up my dress.  The string around my neck that keeps it up barely contains my huge, overflowing tits.

I grin and tell you, “Yes.  As a matter of fact, I do.  You might be able to free up some time for me.  If you weed my garden, I’ll make sure you are well rewarded.”

Your cover the front of your pants with your hands.  God, Mrs. Crystal makes you so fucking horny!

You smile and nod before getting to work.  10 minutes in and you’ve made it to the tulips under my bedroom windowsill.  That’s when you see me through my sheer curtains, fingering my pussy with one of my huge fucking tits in my mouth.   I’m so fucking thick and curvy.  My tummy looks so soft.  You and the other boys in the neighborhood have fantasized about sinking into my soft fatty body and having your little cocks milked by any number of holes or crevasses.

You whip out your little dick and start jerking it as start bouncing on this huge dildo on the bed.  The way my ass wiggles with every thrust is hypnotizing and it doesn’t take long before you paint my tulips with your young little load.  You’re not done though.  You go again, watching and imagining sticking your cock in between my cheeks or in my mouth.  Then suddenly, I stop.  You wonder why until you notice that I’m staring right at my vanity that has your reflection in it clear as day.  You think your in trouble.  You think I’ll be mad.  Instead, I wiggle my finger for you to come here with a smile.

BBW phone sex with Crystal is only a phone call away.  Let’s continue this story, little boy.