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Subject: {ASSM} Smokin' in the Smokies (MF, MMF, FF, BBW)
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Date: Thu, 13 Jul 2006 18:10:01 -0400
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Took a week off, but back to my weekly BBW story with a repost from long 
ago.  Enjoy and comments to joriskhuysmans chez hotmail dot com always 
appreciated!


SMOKIN' IN THE SMOKIES (MF, MMF, FF, BBW)
by Joris K. Huysmans

It was on the second day of our camping trip that Troy finally blew up at me 
and told me how ashamed he was of what a fatass I had become.  That was his 
word, fatass, although fatbelly and fatthigh and bigfloppytit would have 
applied equally well.  After four years of marriage he was still lean and 
athletic, and I had spread in every direction.  And hiking a steep trail in 
the Smokies at his preferred pace was just getting to be more than I could 
do.

I cried all the way to the Park Service cabin.  When we came within some 
distance of people he tried to calm me down, but I knew what he was doing 
and that just made me madder and sadder.  Finally we made up over dinner, 
but I still felt hatred for myself and my blubber with every bite.  We 
didn't even say good night as he bunked down in the first bed on the male 
side of the cabin, and I went to the female side.

There I felt even lonelier because the only women there were two skinny, 
well-muscled gals who looked like a couple.  Great, I'm alone with two 
lesbians, and they're in great shape and I'm a porpoise.  There ain't nobody 
on this side of the wall a man would want to fuck.

It was dark by nine o'clock, and the lights went out on both sides soon 
after.  The two lesbians went out to sit by the fire or smoke a joint or 
fuck in the woods or something, and I just lay in my sleeping bag, hating 
myself.

Slowly I got to thinking, though... Troy just doesn't appreciate how sexy a 
full-figured gal-- okay, a fatass porpoise-- can be.  He doesn't realize how 
full my appetites are in all directions.  In fact, it'd been a while since 
we'd had a really good fuck-- the last few times, infrequent enough as they 
were, I had felt like I was just the most convenient hole.  Listen, girl, 
you want to keep your man, you gotta show how delicious and sexy you can be, 
a voice inside me said.  That was when I got the idea.

I got out of the sleeping bag and took off all my clothes.  In the 
moonlight, I thought I didn't look half bad-- an abundant, fertile figure of 
womanhood, balloon-like breasts sloshing over a round belly, trunklike 
thighs holding up a round, eminently grabbable ass.  There was a lot to love 
here, I thought, if I could just make Troy see (or feel) that.

I crept in the dark, with only my sandals on, over to the men's side.  The 
women's door was locked, of course, but the men's was wide open.  It was 
exciting to walk, nude, into that room full of strange men, in the security 
of knowing that if someone suddenly turned on the light I could at least hop 
in with Troy and hide myself.  I felt along the wall to the first bunk and 
heard Troy's familiar snore, one of many in a room that seemed to be fully 
asleep.  Just right for a surprise, I thought, and kneeling beside the bed I 
lifted the cover about halfway down.

My head disappeared under his blanket and found the lump in his boxer 
shorts.  I pulled it out and it started to get hard in my hands.  Faster 
response than usual, I thought, and quickly popped the head into my mouth.   
It stiffened quickly against my teeth and and I began running my whole mouth 
up and down the length of his shaft.  Suddenly he was awake-- and he sat up 
with a start.  I pushed him back down, covering his mouth with my hand, and 
continued my ministrations.  He let me, feeling my face and then running his 
hands over my back and cupping one of my tits as if he'd never felt them 
before.  He seemed appreciative enough... maybe this wasn't so hard after 
all.  (HE was, though.)

In a moment I felt his cock jerk in my mouth and I swallowed the head all 
the way down as he shot streams of warm cum down my throat.  I gave the end 
of his cock a couple of playful flicks and he wriggled in delicious agony.   
Then I moved up to kiss him-- and froze.

It was highly unlikely that Troy could have grown a beard since I left him 
that evening.

I shrieked and ran out.  Maybe one or two of the guys saw me as I did, but 
most probably never even heard the noise.  I was horrified as the 
realization swept over me-- I had just sucked a total stranger's cock, in 
the room where my husband lay sleeping.  I spat, trying to force up the cum 
I had swallowed so eagerly, to prove my love.

I scraped my tongue against my teeth, as if I could remove a layer of skin 
and thus no longer have the mouth that had sucked a strange cock to 
ejaculation.  But no, I had done that.  I was an unbelievable slut standing 
naked and cum-spattered in a forest, a slut who had put a completely strange 
penis in her mouth, who...

I remembered the way the stranger had rubbed my face, tenderly.  Had felt my 
tit, curiously.  He had enjoyed feeling me, in a way that Troy hadn't for a 
long, long time.

I felt my vaginal lips moisten and swell apart.  I had to admit, it had been 
the most pleasant sexual experience I'd had in a good year.  I reached down 
and felt the nub between my fat thighs as it swelled and grew warm.  As I 
remembered the feeling of the stranger's cock on my tongue.  I rubbed it 
there in the moonlight, squeezing my own giant balloon tit, and I remembered 
the sensation of that cock in my mouth, that foreign cum leaving a taste in 
my mouth I could still barely identify.  A shudder built up in my mighty 
thighs, and with a whimper I came.  I had done it.  I had shown Troy, I had 
sucked a total stranger off, and I had enjoyed it.  I had enjoyed me, too, 
all of me.

Without admitting to myself what I was doing, I started walking back to the 
cabin.  I froze in the woods as I saw a man standing on the porch, smoking a 
cigarette.  At first I thought it might be Troy, ready to kill me.  Then I 
saw the outline of a beard.  It was him.

I stepped forward into the moonlight.

He looked at me, my bulging breasts and round tummy in the blue moonlight.   
And he started to walk forward.

"I wasn't sure if you were a dream," he whispered.

"Go get a blanket and meet me in that clearing," I said.  "Then you'll find 
out." He did as I said and I disappeared back into the woods.  I knew I 
could hide, now, I didn't have to do this, I could just try to put a 
horrible mistake behind me... but I didn't want to.  I wanted to prove that 
I was desirable.

He showed up and put the blanket on the ground.  We kissed and one of his 
hands began to massage my huge tits while another slid under my hanging 
belly and between my fat thighs and into the wet place between.  I moaned as 
I felt his cock grow in his jeans and unbuckled the belt, and as he squeezed 
the round mounds of my ass.  He seemed to like what he was feeling, all of 
it, just fine.

I dropped to the ground, ass grinding into the scratchy blanket, legs spread 
wide.  In a moment his jeans were down and I felt his nearly hard cock, his 
stranger's cock, tickle the outer edge of my lips.  My legs bucked up to 
meet him and he plowed into my steaming snatch.  As he did he licked my 
nipples, smashing a handful of my huge tit into his mouth with each thrust.  
  I grabbed his ass and felt him ram into me, bouncing off my blubbery 
stomach as my tits flopped up and down in his fast and my ass, my wide 
whoring ass, ground pleasurably into the dirt.  In a few moments, I felt him 
spasm on top of me and for the first time I had stranger's cum in my steamy 
pussy.  As we lay there, he rubbed his hands over my bouncy belly and 
drooping  tits, admiringly.

We lay there silently for a few moments.  Finally he spoke.  "You're with 
that scrawny feller, aren't you?" he said.

"That's my husband, yeah," I said. "He wasn't any too nice with you tonight, 
I could see," he said.

"I think I understand what's going on here now.  You really didn't know it 
wasn't him..."

"If you've enjoyed a lady's attentions, you won't ask her impertinent 
questions," I said, grabbing his warm and swollen cock.

"Fair enough," he said, grabbing my ass and giving it a good squeeze.  We 
wrestled playfully and I soon found myself on top of him, grinding my wet 
snatch into his crotch as his soft cock flopped against the overhang of my 
belly.

"You have any friends in there?" I asked.

"Matter of fact, I do.  My buddy Jim."

"Go get him," I said, getting up to let him up.

Jim came out like he didn't believe what his buddy had told him.  But when 
he saw me he knew what he was in for, and I don't think I'd ever seen a man 
get out of his clothes that fast.  I dropped to my knees in front of him and 
eagerly took his cock down into my throat.  My second stranger's cock.  It 
didn't take him long, but as he got close he pulled out.

"What?" I asked, not wanting to be deprived of another warm load of stranger 
cum.

"Ma'am, I just gotta fuck those big beautiful tits," he said, a little 
bashfully.  Maybe his friend standing watching had something to do with it.

"Why don't you go get somebody else," I said to the first guy.  "Just make 
sure it isn't my husband."

I reached into my pussy and pulled a nice thick handful of slime, then 
spread it between my tits and lay back.  He straddled me and started sliding 
his cock between the tits smashed on either side of it.  It didn't feel that 
good to me, to be honest, but fortunately it didn't take long before he 
howled like a dog at the moon, and a blast of cum arced up and splattered my 
double chin and up one of my cheeks.  A few more shots quickly followed and 
puddled between my tits and ran down my neck.

As he got off of me and shyly muttered "Uh, thanks, ma'am," I saw two 
teenaged boys standing there, their eyes about as big as my tits.  "C'mon," 
I said.  "Haven't you boys ever seen a woman waiting to be fucked before?"

"Me first," one said, and the other punched him and said "No way, me!"  I 
was afraid I was about to be in the middle of a fight, so I decided to 
referee.

"Both of you.  Clothes off.  You, lay down."  The one boy obeyed as his cock 
sprang in my direction like a needle on a compass.  I climbed over him and 
eased onto his pole.  He played with my tits but suddenly pulled his hand 
away.

"It's just cum," I said, as I smashed his face with both tits, smearing the 
cum on his cheek  "Now you.  Behind me."

"Uh... which hole?" "Well, you can't put it in the same-- uh, I guess you 
could, actually," I said.  The idea had never occurred to me before.  "Yeah, 
put it in the same one."

"Then our things will touch.  We ain't homos, lady," the boy under me said.

"I wasn't really wondering about that, considering how far your cock is 
sticking up my cunt at the moment," I said.  "Just do what I said or neither 
one of you will get laid."

The other one must have decided it was okay, because in no time I felt my 
pussy being stretched out by a second cock.  It wasn't easy getting the 
rhythm, but pretty soon I let the boy on top set the pace as I bucked my 
giant ass under him and slid it up and down the other boy.  It was good, but 
now I had something else in mind.  I reached back and used a bunch of the 
slickness back there to lube up my ass, sliding a cum-slippery finger 
inside.  I had never allowed Troy to fuck me back there and now I was going 
to let a strange boy have my ass cherry.  "Fuck me in the ass," I said.

"We're not homos," the boy under me said.

"Shut up," the other boy said as he set my ass burning with the pulsing pole 
that suddenly rammed up it.  It felt like I was swallowing a brick from the 
wrong end, but then a glow seemed to overtake my hole, and I liked the feel 
of him pounding into my huge hams with every thrust.  Anyway, it didn't take 
him long before he fired inside me, my ass-ring squeezing every drop out of 
him.  He pulled out and that gave me the chance to work on the other one.   
He seemed to have something on his mind-- suddenly he licked a drop of the 
cum off one of my tits, then looked away as if he didn't want me to 
acknowledge what he'd just done.  Well, for someone who's not a homo, that 
was an odd act.  I had a feeling these two were going to continue this 
evening's activities in an entirely new direction.

A moment later he rolled his eyes up and flopped beneath me like a goldfish 
on the carpet.  I pulled my reddened pussy off his cock and then reached in 
and got a handful of goo and licked it up.  As he got up I gave him a wet, 
sploogy kiss.  He looked startled, and then he jumped up and ran away.

"What got into him?" his friend asked.

"I have a feeling you will," I said as he pulled on his jeans.

I lay there for a minute, rubbing some of my pussy-load of cum over my fat 
belly.  What now?  Go find Troy for real this time, and flop my fat dripping 
cunt and ass onto his face and smother him in other men's cum?  It didn't 
sound like such a bad idea, but then I heard some voices going toward the 
cabin and another idea occurred to me.

I opened the door and crawled into my bunk.  I could hear the other two 
women in their bunks, and I had guessed right-- there was the faint smell of 
pot.  They pretended to already be asleep and I pretended not to notice.

I reached between my meaty thighs and felt for my cum-smeared clit.  I began 
rubbing it, letting another finger slip into my equally slimy asshole.  My 
breathing was getting heavier, and I began to hear rustling in the bunks 
against the wall.  Okay, time to kick it up a notch.  "Yes, let me lick your 
pussy," I whispered, as if I didn't think anyone was awake to hear me.   
"Ooooh, it tastes soooo good...."

In no time I heard rustling from the other beds.  "Mmm, yes, let me lick 
your clit," I whispered, speeding up the rubbing of my clit.  And sure 
enough, a moment later I felt a hand on one of my big floppy tits, and 
reached out to feel one of the skinny lesbians standing nude in front of me. 
   I rubbed her bony little tit and reached down further, just grazing the 
top of the furry area below.  I grabbed her head and pulled it toward mine, 
kissing her and sucking her tongue as she crawled on top of me, mashing my 
big tits with her hands and grinding her pubes into mine.

I licked her little nub of a nipple and hungrily devoured her tit, licking 
around it, snuffling in the furry armpit I found.  I wanted more where that 
came from, so I flipped her on her back and kissed my way down her stomach 
to the furry snatch at the bottom.  I could smell her tangy pussy as I 
spread her legs open and stuck my tongue out, savoring for the first time 
that electric metal taste of cunt lips.  "Brenda!" the woman whose pussy I 
was licking hissed, and as I dug my tongue deeper into her snatch I felt a 
pair of hands grab my ass and start to probe my own pussy with her fingers.  
  I wriggled my butt enough that in a moment she took the hint and jammed 
her thumb into my ass as she rubbed my clit with her fingers.  She must not 
have minded what she found my pussy full of, because in no time she had my 
fat asscheeks spread open and she was sucking my cum-slimed pussy as 
vigorously as I was going down on the ripe, dripping cunt in my own face.

We spent a couple of hours at it, and by the time we were done I knew there 
was no going back to my old boring life with Troy, not when a world of new 
sexual experiences beckoned me. At least, that's what I told a mortified 
Troy at the communal breakfast table the next day, as he turned beet-red and 
begged me to shut up under the watchful eyes of half a dozen cocks I'd 
sucked and pussies I'd licked the night before.  I'll never forget the look 
on his face as he realized what the dried glaze in my hair and across my 
tits was.  I told him that from now on, I was a cocksucking, pussy-eating 
slut, ready to spread my snatch wide open for anyone willing to worship at 
the goddess shrine of Fuck My Fat Ass and Stay For Sloppy Seconds.  As 
Brenda, Caitlin and I cruise the mountains, we find plenty of guys and gals 
willing to deposit an offering in this goddess's collection box, and we have 
fun slurping the extras out of each other afterwards. They love my fat ass, 
my floppy tits, my cuddly round belly, and I'd never go back to the stale 
old life of the twice-a-month two-minute fuck by a husband who never knew 
how beautiful I could be-- especially with a strange cock in my ass and a 
dripping snatch over my face.

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