My girlfriend’s roommate JJ opened the door and I gave her my usual greeting. I said, “Hi Fatty, is Sam here?”
She said, “Not yet asshole so your rude ass can just wait outside.”
She slammed the door shut before I could get my foot in the door. I waited for a few minutes and then I heard the phone ring. JJ was on the phone for a few minutes and then the door opened. JJ opened the door and said, “Samantha is getting off work late tonight. You can come in and wait for her or even better you can take your ass back home and come back.”
I looked at my watch, calculated my drive time home and back again and replied, “As much as I hate being around you I think I’ll wait inside.”
Sam said, “Okay pretty boy but if you call me fatty one more time I am going to beat the shit out of you.”
I went in and closed the door and said, “Okay chubby.”
Before I could even laugh she whipped her body around and smashed the palm of her right hand into my forehead and slammed my head into the door. The first blow was so effective that my knees gave out and I fell to the ground. I said, “You stupid fat whore.”
She took a knee, grabbed my hair and then slammed my head repeatedly into the door until I passed out.
I woke up to my girlfriend Samantha patting me on the face and saying, “Wake up sleepy head. What are you doing on my couch sleeping?”
I felt the back of my head and said, “That stupid bitch of a roommate attacked me for calling her chubby.”
Sam said, “I told you to stop calling JJ fat. She has had a couple of rough weeks since her boyfriend dumped her.”
I said, “Gee, I can’t imagine why. Not only is she fat but she is a bitch too. Just because she has big desirable breasts and full luscious lips doesn’t mean a man is going to put up with her bullshit.”
Sam looked at me with a hurt look on her face and said, “What did you say? You think she has nice breasts and lips? You mean you just call her fat to hide the fact that you fantasize about her?”
I stumbled over my words and said, “No. I just meant if you were into that look I’m sure that is what you would like about her. I mean forget about the fact that she could pin you down and screw your brains out. Wow, wouldn’t that be wild?”
I shook my head and said, “Holy cow what’s gotten into me? I think she knocked my common sense loose from the rest of my brain.”
Samantha said, “You know what? I couldn’t wait to see you tonight but now I’m wishing you had never come over. Why don’t you just leave tonight? Its late, I’m tired, you’re delusional and we can start fresh in the morning.”
I stood up knowing there was no sense arguing with her. I said, “You’re right. Let me just use the facilities before I drive home.”
I went to the bathroom and when I was done I looked into JJ’s room and saw a picture of her at the beach on her dresser. I quickly went in and grabbed it and tucked it into my coat. I saw her dirty panties in the laundry basket and grabbed a pair and quickly stuck it in my coat as well. To avoid Sam noticing I quickly went to the door and said, “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I had no idea why I stole her stuff. My first thought was that it was to be mean but I think I knew deep down inside that there was more to it than that. If I was just being mean I would have thrown them in the trash can right where I parked but I excitedly threw them into my car and began my drive home.
As I drove home I pulled out her panties and sniffed them. They were heavenly. A mix of perfume and pussy juice met my nostrils and I almost got dizzy from sexual excitement and delight. I sped up so I could get home quicker. I never masturbated but I had an insane urge to jack off.
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Vegas BBW Bash
Being a native of Southern California I am ashamed to say that I hardly ever got to Las Vegas. I had only been three times in the past ten years so I had been excited at the prospect of staying in Vegas and partying all night. My friends and I drove most of the night and checking into the hotel at 2 AM. I went to my room, changed my clothes and immediately went down to warm up on the slot machines.
After a few hours of playing the slot machines I realized my all night partying years must have stayed behind in Los Angeles because I was exhausted. I went to look for my friends and could not find them so I wandered back up to my room and fell asleep in my clothes.
I woke up around noon and called my friends to see what they were doing. They were both asleep and had played black jack hours after I had gone back to bed. I decided to cruise around the hotel and see what else there was to do besides gamble. I got off the elevator and my eyes were assaulted by an entourage of extremely large women all waiting at the front desk to check in.
I turned to one of the bellhops and said, “What’s going on?”
He replied, “It is the annual BBW Bash and we are the host hotel.”
He saw the look of confusion on my face and said, “BBW, you know, big beautiful woman.”
I said, “Oh. Thanks.” I paused for a moment and said, “I guess beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder.”
The bellhop laughed and said, “Amen to that.”
I took a seat in the lounge, picked up a hotel pamphlet that listed all their amenities and started to leaf through it when I heard a sultry seductive voice say, “You know you’re right. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. If you didn’t see a room full of beautiful women then maybe you are looking in the wrong place.”
I pulled my eyes from the pamphlet and found myself face to face with a very large woman. Everything about her was large. She had a big head, big eyes, round face, full over-sized lips, a big body, very large breasts and a big ass. She had to outweigh me by a good hundred pounds if not more. Still, she had a pleasant look to her and a very inviting smile so I said, “Oh really? Where should I be looking?”
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