Souvenir

Bruises courtesy of DC Boy.

I did in fact get laid this weekend, tho not at Dark Odyssey's Leather Retreat. Mainly, I ran around with very few clothes on, and did a lot of naked swimming in the pool. There were very pretty people and very ugly people. I fell in with some people my own age and made friends rather quicker than I think I had anywhere else, and they let me watch a play piercing.

You look sullen, Molly, they told me a while later as I sat in the dungeon and watched the happy pairs of people flogging each other, having threesomes in cages and setting each other on fire. You should go to the strip club. I did, and I saw a woman drink her own pee. "Oh no!" I yelled as I realized what she was about to be doing, Oh yeah! yelled everyone else in the crowd.

You should stay longer, one of the pretty girls told me. Nooo, I thought, I have to leave so I can get laid. So at an ungodly hour I got back on the train and went to DC, where a boy and I hit each other and slept next to each other, so the tale ended happily.

BBW Monday: The Art of Robin Bougie

Robin Bougie draws very real, very hot fat chicks. And nerd girls. And this little thing called Cinema Sewer.

BBW Friday: Gia

Gia has the sun in her eyes, but there's something about this photo set that made me linger. Maybe it was her pouty mouth or her figure, her heaviness well balanced between her breasts and ass. Or maybe it's because her wardrobe almost says vintage pinup, contrasted with the modern get-straight-to-what-you're-looking-for poses.

BBW Friday: Simone Fox

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I suppose technically this isn't so much a BBW Friday post as a Big Boob Friday post.

The appreciation of mammoth tits isn't exactly my fetish, but it goes with the territory of admiring larger bodies. It's a liking I can understand, somewhat along the same principles that I understand liking chocolate cake: if one slice is great, wouldn't a bigger slice be even better?

But, just like with chocolate cake, it's easy to get into overload. Looking at the picture above, I think, Those are some damn big titties. But then I see the rest of the gallery. Those tits aren't just big enough to squeeze a strawberry in, they're big enough to write her entire name on in whipped cream. And then she eats the strawberry, using her tits as her own personal dipping bowl. And then she smears it all around until she resembles nothing so much as a pair of giant melons that have been dipped in half and half until they're dripping--

God, you're still here? Go look at the gallery already--I've gone into sugar shock.