My ex’s mom, 53 year old black bbw. About 5’3″ with big luscious thighs and that fat bbw ass that makes any man drool and stiffen up in his briefs. I had noticed once before even beyond the casual flirt that she sneakishly had pushed that big ass into me as I reached around her to grab my beer from the counter at a cookout we were having. Oh you just don’t know, I murmured to myself. Flash ahead for times sake, I had run into her months after the break up with her daughter in a grocery store. We casually spoke and exchanged some small talk. I joked with her about how well she cooked and what she would be cooking later. “Nothing special” she said. She suggested that maybe I could come by and she’d pack me up a plate with some leftovers and you know I took the offer. 🙂 About an hour or so I arrive at her house, she was inside and opened the door as I stepped in .
I met him in the bar, right away I knew, I knew this one was special and that he was what I was looking for, which is strange because until that moment I had no idea I was looking.
The music was blasting but at that moment I couldn’t have told you if it was The Cruxshadows or Rammstein, every bit of my attention was on him. He was tall, I could tell he was a good deal taller then my 5’8 and slender but even from across the room I could tell he was strong, something about the way he moved. He had short dark hair and an eyebrow ring as well as a pointed labret below his lip and all I could wonder was how would it feel to kiss him with that small spike in the way. Continue reading