I need someone to stalk me, to watch me through my windows, to watch for each and every moment my wife leaves the house. She'll see my wife round the bend, turning down a different street, then call me on my cell to find out how long my wife's gone. When I tell her about an hour, but that I'm busy plus my boys are home, she'll tell me that she's in the garage, and that I better get her or she'll knock on the door. She won't be happy with once-a-day sex and need to sneak in as many encounters as possible. She'll live close enough to me to make sure I go on my "morning runs," which actually consist of me heading down the street to her place, to which I have my own key. Then I spend the next hour working out my abs and upper body as I pound her to the words "Hurt me, pound me 'til it hurts, daddy!" She won't have a life, per se. I will be her obsession, but she'll genuinely want sex...sex, sex, sex all the time. If she can't have me, she masturbates and calls me right as she cums so she can her my voice and cum even harder. She will insist on making a mold of my dick so she can have an exact replica of it in the form of a dildo she wears out every six months. She will be single, with only work or school as an obligation. She will make herself known to my wife to the extent that they befriend each other, making my wife so comfortable with my stalker girl that she asks her to spend the night or weekend or week with me while she's off playing with her own boyfriend. Yet, she'll keep enough distance to not frighten my wife away. She'll be so into having me in her, that I will have to occasionally say I just can't do it a tenth time. I will want her so obsessed that she won't accept my "I'm too busy" excuses. She'll make me fuck her. She'll naturally make a lot of noise when I'm in her, but also recognize and be able to be silent when needed. My stalker will prefer the thrill of keeping it a secret, yet will want to make us an internet couple, web camming for money and creating an entire web site dedicated to our relationship. She will also be willing to do whoever I ask her to, and will always act as though it's the greatest in the world, filming it and bringing it to me to add to our collection. She will make her life revolve around trying to wear me out sexually, to please to the point of excess. Calling all stalkers, calling all stalkers!!! Your dick is waiting for you at this address... Next: My Liz Obsession
It really does. I'm obsessed with big girls. I've grown so numb to the traditionally beautiful thin girls, an entire army of perfect tens could march past me and I wouldn't bat an eye. But a girl pleasantly pushing out in the hips, ass, and paunch...oh my, that girl will never escape my eye. And if she smiles at me, keeps her gaze latched onto mine, I count down the hours until I can hop in the shower and "share my load" with her. I've been called sick, told that I'm wired funny. "Big girls are gross," they say. "You're truly desperate to want some fatty in your bed." You know what, they're almost right. I am truly desperate to get some "fatty" in my bed. If you've visited My History page, you already know about my obsession and how I came to it. And, now that I've tasted the pleasures of a plus-sized beauty, nothing else compares. In fact, skinny girls do little for me. I mean, I wouldn't kick one out of my bed, but I would always pick their fat friend over them. I'm so obsessed with big beauties that I constantly try to find the paunch, or wide thighs, or fat fingers on any woman with a big smile and seductive cat eyes. I also think all dark-haired bbws should consider chunks of blond and french tips. My thoughts about bbws are voluminous, and this entry marks the start of my grand revealing. I'm not interested in gaining tons of readers, merely hope to share. Maybe one day, I'll exhaust my obsession, or it will change. But for now, Big Beautiful Women hold the controlling stock of my mind's wanderings.Next: Calling All Stalkers
