I was repulsed by an obese person today (was forum=28)Follow

Rofl! I made that fau pa years ago, I was chatting up this girl in a nightclub, and for some reason in my drunken stupor I'd decided that she was up the duff. She wasn't particularly chubby, she was fairly slim, but had a little pot belly.

Yep, I didn't get laid that night.

I asked a fat lady when she was due, and I mean obese, not fat. She said she wasn't pregnant, and tried to give me the stinkeye like Nio, but after a brief awkward pause, all I could do was bust my gut laughing.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again. There is a difference between heavy and obese. Heavy can be beautiful, when carried right, whereas, obese, is just disgusting and unfortunate.

Another few weeks and I'll be back down under the weight I told myself I'd never let myself surpass.

Can it be considered 2 people ******* if only one of them gets off?

The weight I told myself I'd never let myself surpass, and my true target weight, are 100 lbs apart.

It's a genetic thing, like being an ignorant hick or a deadbeat dad.

OK OK! geez.

So I follow him to Denny's. He pulls into a back spot. He was finishing up his 2nd sandwich as I knocked gently on the window. He fumbled around for the control button. Finally, the window rolled slowly down. I gazed at his large doe eyes. I licked my lips. He let out a large belch. It smelled of hot egg and sour milk. I was getting hard, he noticed.

He leaned back in his seat and I entered the cab. I sat down on his huge tits and grabbed the back fat of his neck. I looked deeply into his eyes and ran my tongue along his ear. He grabbed my engorged member and start weazing heavily. I lifted his **** and exposed his enormous sweat soaked man teets. The slimy sheen glistened in the morning sun. I grabbed his pancake size nipples in my teeth and started sucking. They smelled of deviled ham and cabbage. He unsheathed my ****, I straddled his neck and prepared to enter heaven.

I coated my tip in a generous portion of face grease and drool and pressed my way deeply into his 2nd and 3rd chin. He let out a squell and I let out a gasp. He reached around and tickled my ****, I held him by his matted combover and drilled his neck into my crotch. We went at it for what seemed like hours. I could feel the urge to unleash my seed build. I asked him where he wanted, he answered "into my McSkillit" I grabbed the warm remains of his breakfast burrito and forced it on my ****. In rhythm with his breathing I furiously pounded away at the egg and potato. I let loose. So did he. We both collapsed into each others arms. Finished what was left of his McSkillit and drifted slowly into slumber. A fat man and his mate. Lovers forever.

Now that is talent.

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Remember my roommate with the 3" ****? The one who was always ************ for hours?

He ****** his first girlfriend into one of her fat folds because he thought it was her girl hole.

(She had something going on with my other roommate later. That's how we heard.)