Men aren't called 'Beautiful' very often -- handsome or virile maybe, even studs -- but this is a story about the man's side of the BBW equation. The side that shows a large man can be treated and avoided as often as a large lady. You might say that it's okay to be here, if I don't have to date you. So I call it the story of a Big Beautiful Man, a BBM....
First, I'd like to thank all my fans. You are amazing. I now have over 5000 followers. That makes me the 30th most favorited author on Literotica. Your feedback and comments keep me writing. =================================== I have described the lifestyle, as I experienced it, in some of my stories. I did not really give details about my experience in t...
The shirt cost me three grand. I've forgotten the name of the boutique where I purchased it. The name was European, I think. Either Spanish or Portuguese. Although I'm sure it would have little or nothing to do with clothes or fashion in a general sense because the owner didn't look like he'd traveled past Togo in his search for wares. His English wasn't eve...
Hi there. I like BBW stories and I want to write a BBM story soon. I believe in love and romance, and I believe erotica can be included within any human story. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it -- even if your primary motivation is just good sex... Single people tend to have habits they fall into. One of mine is meals. I don't like to di...
Author's note: I am not gay and this story is not about gays. It is about men being bisexual and being together. Hence, I have published it in erotic couplings as to me that is what Sam and I had. I appreciate that some readers may, however, not wish to read about men having sex together. If that offends you, then stop now. ***** I was surprised, but no...
Jamie was getting dressed, the early morning sun barely breaking through the gap in the curtains as she looked down at Adam laying there fast asleep. She hated that he had more leave than her and on this very morning was fast asleep while she had to go into the office for another boring mundane day but it was only 3 more days left before she was on leave too...
In the lower side of Craigmore stood rows of apartments which housed mainly lower income tenants, who were intent on finishing college and obtaining 'real' work. They struggled but somehow survived an existence semester to semester. Not all of the inhabitants were students though and a good percentage of them were just every day tenants who liked the atmosph...
"What did he do next?" "He kissed me again," I said as Marc's hand cupped my left breast. "And?" "I responded." "Was your mouth open?" "Yes it was." "Was his tongue in your mouth?" "Yes, probably." "And yours, was that in his?" "Yes, I think it was?" I told him as he Marct over, took my nipple into his mouth and sucked it quite hard, just as he knew...