This thread reminds me of a party I attended many moons ago. The party was titled for “BBWs and the men who love them.” The party was hosted by a couple in a club located in lower Manhattan, around Greenwich Street. Till this day the most fascinating experience I have ever had.
At the time the term BBW was new to me. In my mind a lady was either fat or not fat- pretty much how we classified them in my circle growing up. Fat girls got no love, at least not to the knowledge of my group, and non-fat girls got all the attention. After the BBW party my thoughts on what constituted a fat girl expanded tremendously.
One-fold, bi fold, triple fold and I can’t count the number of flesh folds on the stomach were present at the party. Some dressed modestly and others in tight revealing attire that did not hide their curvature- and boy was there a lot of curves! Not to mention the antics some of these ladies were willing to openly engage in within the restrooms with guys they just met. The evening included a wet “T” shirt contest and other events that celebrated the big girl.
After this experience I calibrated my scale of what I consider a fat girl; uh-hum BBW. My metric the number of observable belly folds a woman exhibits when fully dressed, and general shape or curvature of physique. My BBW fuckable scale as follows:
- Amorphous shape and excessive belly roll- not with my penis.
- Pear or hourglass shape and excessive belly roll- not with my penis
- Pear or hourglass shape and less than one belly roll- beer goggles required with semi rigid penis
- Amorphous shape with no discernible belly roll- been there done that and may do it again
- Shapely figure with no discernible belly roll- will get some love from me.
Regards,
Pops