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From: "Joris Huysmans" <joriskhuysmans@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Big Beautiful Beach (mf, bbw, rom)
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Date: Sat, 08 Apr 2006 04:10:01 -0400
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Another BBW story, this one romantic rather than perverse, going out to a 
big beautiful wonder I know from a beach much like this one.  Enjoy!


BIG BEAUTIFUL BEACH


I don't care who you are, when you go on vacation in a place where the water 
is warm and the clothes are skimpier and the alcohol flows freely, you think 
about what it would be like to take a stranger you'll never see again to 
bed.  You might never do it, but the thought crosses your mind, especially 
if you've been out of the dating scene for years.  For someone like me, who 
spends six months out of the year in a tropical resort paradise, it becomes 
easy to spot the ones who are toying with the thought for the first time--or 
are ready to have it awakened in them.

I was in the bar of a chic Japanese hotel near the beach, all white linens 
and natural woods, geometrically precise.  People attending small business 
conferences often stayed here, which meant women with friends or coworkers 
rather than husbands and boyfriends.  I knew the story the moment I saw the 
two of them-- a slender, athletic blonde in her early 30s, fresh from her 
workout no doubt, striding into the bar with the confidence of a long time 
veteran of the singles scene, and behind her a friend, chubby and insecure, 
round face partly hidden behind black curls and glasses, neckline higher and 
skirt longer than anyone else in the bar, trying to show off the good 
personality everyone always said she had.  Wishing she were somewhere else 
and didn't have to be the audience for her friend playing the field.

I gave them a moment to settle in and then called the waitress over to send 
a Cosmopolitan over to their table.  She made no effort to hide her doubts 
about my odds with the blonde.  I let the drink go over, let Blondie look 
over toward my table and seem disdainful-- while still keeping the drink.  I 
went to the bar and ordered another, and then walked it over myself.

"Um, I don't know how to say this," I said, and Blondie gave me a look 
intended to let me know that I'd already struck out, from the first word.  
This was going to be fun.  "But actually, the waitress got it wrong.  I 
intended this drink for you," I said, setting it down in front of the chubby 
friend.

I could practically feel the cold breeze from one end and the rising heat 
from the other.  Even though I wasn't looking at her, I could tell Blondie 
was about ready to kill me, while her friend started to blush.  I gave her a 
friendly look, and then I let a little bit of a smile escape and I saw that 
she was smiling too, despite herself.  She was starting to realize that the 
thing she'd been waiting all her life to happen had just happened-- someone 
had picked her over one of her conventionally pretty (or slutty) friends, 
and in the most humiliatingly public way possible.

We chitchatted about where they were from and what they were doing here, 
Blondie giving me terse one-word answers, her friend happy to tell me, but 
trying not to talk too much, get carried away with the attention.  It didn't 
take long to bore Blondie with it. I'm going to go get some fresh air, I 
heard Blondie say behind me.  Are you coming, Julie?

I looked at her to let her know that she didn't have to, and then I said, "I 
would be very grateful if you would finish that drink, and tell me more 
about your trip."

She looked at me, and then she looked at her friend, and she said, "You go 
on ahead.  I'll catch up later."  And then she smiled at me.

*  *  *

An hour later, having talked all the small talk we had, having enjoyed each 
other's company in an unstrained way, we were walking the beach.  She had 
her sandals off and in one hand, and I adored the sight of her chubby little 
toes as they squished into the sand with each step.  The wind whipped her 
skirt, outlining her thick, shapely thighs as she walked along, and 
occasionally even revealing, for an instant, the shape of her large round 
ass.  She was big, but she didn't have a sloppy figure.  She had unbuttoned 
her top one button, and her curly hair flowed freely and naturally.  She was 
lovely, and I hoped soon to prove it to her.

We came to a secluded cove; the moonlight and the surf were all the help any 
seduction could need, and as she sat back against a rock, her toes crinkling 
the sand up between them, I leaned in next to her and took her chin in my 
hand.  We kissed, gently; then I took her glasses off and stroked her cheek. 
  She shivered a little, and grinned at me.

I kissed her again, this time we both kissed more passionately, and I let my 
hand run down to her neck and the top of her chest.  She lifted hers to the 
same place on me and stroked my chest.  I slid it further, then unbuttoned 
another button, and the last, letting the wind open her shirt as I ran my 
hand over the top of her large, dangling breasts.

Now she rubbed her leg against my crotch, and again grinned, realizing she 
was having an effect on me.  Luckily, her bra's catch was in front and I 
snapped it open with a single flick, and now her beautiful oversize breasts 
were set loose in the moonlight.  I massaged the large, rounded globes as 
she kissed me harder, jabbing her tongue into my mouth; then she pushed one 
up toward me and I began licking my way around the aureole and taking the 
fat, finger-sized nipple into my mouth.

At the same time I ran a free hand up her meaty thigh, feeling the smooth 
flesh and then the damp warmth at the very top.  I rubbed her crotch and she 
moaned.  I reached for the elastic band and she grabbed the other side and 
pulled it over her round hips, then stepped out of her underwear daintily 
and set it up on the rock where it wouldn't pick up too much sand.

There she was, woman big and strong and proud, her melon-sized breasts 
lolling out in the moonlight over her ample belly, her legs apart and her 
furry triangle visible, her curly hair rustling in the wind.  I told her how 
beautiful she was and she was embarassed, I told her again and she started 
to believe it, to see it for herself.

I dropped to my knees before her, and she arched up onto the boulder.  I 
could smell her sweet sex, and flicked her labia with my tongue before 
diving in completely, smearing her dripping sex juices all over my face.  We 
heard voices walking by at one point and she tensed up, so I turned her 
around to cover her front and then disappeared under her skirt, spreading 
her big ass with my hands and pointing my tongue toward her asshole, which I 
tickled with a flick of my tongue.  Oh my God, she whispered, and I kept 
licking, diving in deeper and deeper, feeling her big cheeks squish my face, 
rubbing her meaty, muscly thighs, stroking the big breasts hanging above me.

She turned around, grabbed her skirt, and laid it on the sand, then 
stretched herself out, legs splayed to reveal her silky wet snatch, 
moonlight glinting off juices running down her thighs.  "God, fuck me, 
quick," she said, seeming excited by her own attitude.  I didn't need to be 
asked twice, and quickly shed my own clothing and lay myself on top her big 
belly, then slid into the steamy wet place as it hungrily gobbled my cock 
and pulled it inside.

She wanted a fast rider, bucking me with her big muscular hips, making her 
breasts fly up and down with each stroke.  I sucked them as I fucked her, 
then licked my way to her armpit, which made her giggle, and nuzzled her 
neck as I thrust deeply into her.  Her big ass dug its impression into the 
sand, and a moment came when she stopped fucking me and concentrated only on 
fucking my cock, rubbing against one particular spot until she bit her hand 
to suppress a cry.  I pushed as far as I could into her as she came, then 
when she was lying back, stroked a few more times before she suddenly said 
"No, no."  I thought maybe she was trying to prevent my coming in her for 
the usual reasons but instead she made me pull out, then took my cock in her 
mouth and began stroking it rapidly.  It only took a moment and then I was 
shooting in her mouth, she moaned something unintelligible, and she 
swallowed my cum and kept jerking me until I made her stop.  Now it was my 
turn to lie back and she lay with her face in my crotch, nuzzling my balls 
and shrinking cock.  After a few moments I wanted to be with her, though, 
not just have her be with my cock, so I pulled her up close to me and ran my 
hand along the womanly curves of her sexy round body.

We spent a wonderful four days together, exploring each other's bodies and 
making love on the beach, by the pool, in a palapa.  By the end she seemed a 
different person, more confident, certainly more adventurous (but we'll save 
those stories for another time), more sure of just how beautiful and sexy 
she was as a big woman.  She understood that our affair was a vacation 
thing, something that couldn't be permanent.  She understood that I live 
here the way I do because there are many women like her who I meet and 
enjoy.  But I let her know that I was here every year at this time, and she 
said she would try to find a way to come back next year for another week 
like this one.  It probably wouldn't be with her blonde friend, she said.  
But then this big beautiful beach was made for real women, not skinny little 
sticks, I said.

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