As ever, I’ve changed names for anonymity. Three stories here, all from one night; each time, the action starts at xxx if you want to skip to it.
Introductions:
I’m Dan – since I became single, I’ve been doing a load of exercise, so along with my broad shoulders (which are my favourite feature), I’ve also managed to give myself a six-pack… as long as I’m standing in a particular light, at a particular angle. My cock is average length, but a bit girthier than average, and cut.
I’ve known Tracey for a decade or so, but haven’t seen her for a good few years. She is really attractive; above the neck, she’s very pretty, with neck-length brown hair, she looks a bit like a thinner Chrissy Metz. Below the neck, she is on the large side, with enormous breasts, and they’re quite prominent (they don’t slide around the side, I mean); her torso still has that “triangle” shape in that her chest is wider than her stomach and hips. She’s bigger than average around the stomach and thighs, so I think she’s heavier than “thiccc”; she certainly calls *herself* fat. I can see why some people wouldn’t be attracted to her, and why she’s self-conscious about her weight, but if you’re a boob guy – and I am! – she is *incredibly* attractive. As a reference, I’d say she’s some combination of Chrissy Metz and Angel Deluca, and maybe Simone Staxxx (but white).