BigWoman83
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I am 42 year old married woman. I have two son's. I am a fairly "robust" woman. I have a healthy figure. I am a giant woman overall. My weight is 220 pounds. I am 6 foot tall and i have a very large breasts , side hips and big butt. They make me look huge. I've always had big boobs. I easily had the largest chest in my high school. But I was one of the "lucky ones" that's never had her boobs or butt grabbed, touched, or jiggled before i met this small weird woman Meg. I’m too intimidating. Probably because of my social status, my size and my bitch resting face. I apparently intimidated a lot of people which discouraged harassment.
I often feel powerful and confident, thought sometimes I feel like I can be accidentally intimidating (I’m 6 foot tall”). I’ve learned to be a little extra friendly or goofy with new people so they don’t get that impression.
When I’m feeling low self esteem sometimes I feel too big, and get very self conscious about being larger than other women. But usually I can get out of that headspace by putting on a badass outfit that only a very tall statuesque woman could pull off.
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I come from old money. I grew up rich. I admit that i am used to a lot of money and expensive things because of this. I am dressing up everywhere (even for grocery shopping ). The whole shebang, satin/leather/shiny pants/skirts, satin/silk blouses, pantyhose, shapewear, high heels, full make up on, be it morning, noon or evening.
Most of my outfits are well-coordinated in terms of color
I love my style and get lots of compliments on my clothes. My clothing makes me stick out like a sore thumb in this town. I am always dressed up to the max, on high heels, full make up on.
However, some acquaintances here in this town think I overdress for daily activities.
On the other hand I feel confident this way, so i don't want to dress down .
I am extremely arrogant. And I mean in-your-face arrogant. I literally think i'm amazing and I can do anything I want. Other women seem to either hate me or go out of their way to compete with me. Politically, I am a Republican. I have a very difficult time making females friends. One of my former female friends blocked me unexpectedly, even though she owes me money. Interestingly, she didn't block my husband and makes payments to him. When I asked her why she blocked me, she just ignored me. .
About three weeks ago this 83 year old woman Ann who lives six houses next to me, hired this pretty average-looking short about 5'4 skinny mousy brown haired 55-year-old kinda masculine pale woman Meg as a caregiver. She lives in Ann's house. 13 days ago Ann had a birthday party in her house. I went there. I was wearing this red satin blouse buttoned up to the top, tucked into black satin pants and 5inch heels black shoes. I had full make up on.
As she moved past me this small weird woman Meg reached out and patted my butt.
I yelped in surprise at the pat, jerking myself upright and
spinning around to face her.
"Just a little pat ," Meg assured me, doing her best to look nonchalant.
"Oh, okay," i replied, i was a little confused and concerned, obviously not too happy with being touched by this woman.
I easily had the largest chest in my high school. But I was one of the "lucky ones" that's never had her boobs or butt grabbed, touched, or jiggled before i met this weird small woman Meg. I’m too intimidating. Probably because of my social status, my size and my bitch resting face. I apparently intimidated a lot of people which discouraged harassment.
Meg reached around and gave me another quick pat on the butt and then she hurried headed for the door.
Meg continued gently touching my butt as she walked past.
As the hours went by the pats got a little harder, she gave me a firm slap on my butt. The party ended . As i was leaving Meg stopped me
.
"Nice," she said, reaching up and cupping my boobs in her hands. I was totally shocked. She gave them a squeeze, surprisingly my nipples got hard against her palms.
The women there were totally weirded out by our behaviour. They were watching with disgusted looks on their faces.
"Um, what the heck is going on here?" one woman said
Meg kept her hands on my tits. "I am just fascinated with big woman's enormous boobs." She kept squeezing my boobs.
She ran her thumbs across my nipples before reluctantly releasing my breasts.
To make it all more humiliating i was getting wet.
I was...extremely horny.
My head was spinning. I squeezed my legs together, barely able to deal with how wet i was. I needed to leave. I walked to my house, where I had amazing sex with my husband. Surprisingly It felt so good being groped like that. I can’t believe how wet and horny I got from it.
Nine days ago i stopped at the grocery store. I was wearing a black long leather coat over my shoulders, a purple long sleeve satin blouse buttoned up to the top tucked into black cotton pencil skirt, sheer lace hold up nylon stockings and 5 inch heels purple shoes. I had full make up on. I had my hair up. I walked out of the store with bags of groceries in my hands. Meg was there on the parking lot. She walked over and started chatting with me.
She reached up with both hands and cupped my breasts.
"Nice," she muttered as she squeezed my boobs.
She started to massage my breasts through my blouse and bra. Meg said that she is obsessed with my breasts. She said that she absolutely LOSES HER MIND every time she sees them.
People saw, but they didn't do or say anything about it. It was not particularly crowded on the parking lot, probably about 7/8 people in sight, but I caught a few stares.
I was just standing there tall and still with bags of groceries in my hands in the middle of the parking lot, letting it happen and even chatting with Meg.
Then she released my breasts
and went inside the store .
I often feel powerful and confident, thought sometimes I feel like I can be accidentally intimidating (I’m 6 foot tall”). I’ve learned to be a little extra friendly or goofy with new people so they don’t get that impression.
When I’m feeling low self esteem sometimes I feel too big, and get very self conscious about being larger than other women. But usually I can get out of that headspace by putting on a badass outfit that only a very tall statuesque woman could pull off.
.
I come from old money. I grew up rich. I admit that i am used to a lot of money and expensive things because of this. I am dressing up everywhere (even for grocery shopping ). The whole shebang, satin/leather/shiny pants/skirts, satin/silk blouses, pantyhose, shapewear, high heels, full make up on, be it morning, noon or evening.
Most of my outfits are well-coordinated in terms of color
I love my style and get lots of compliments on my clothes. My clothing makes me stick out like a sore thumb in this town. I am always dressed up to the max, on high heels, full make up on.
However, some acquaintances here in this town think I overdress for daily activities.
On the other hand I feel confident this way, so i don't want to dress down .
I am extremely arrogant. And I mean in-your-face arrogant. I literally think i'm amazing and I can do anything I want. Other women seem to either hate me or go out of their way to compete with me. Politically, I am a Republican. I have a very difficult time making females friends. One of my former female friends blocked me unexpectedly, even though she owes me money. Interestingly, she didn't block my husband and makes payments to him. When I asked her why she blocked me, she just ignored me. .
About three weeks ago this 83 year old woman Ann who lives six houses next to me, hired this pretty average-looking short about 5'4 skinny mousy brown haired 55-year-old kinda masculine pale woman Meg as a caregiver. She lives in Ann's house. 13 days ago Ann had a birthday party in her house. I went there. I was wearing this red satin blouse buttoned up to the top, tucked into black satin pants and 5inch heels black shoes. I had full make up on.
As she moved past me this small weird woman Meg reached out and patted my butt.
I yelped in surprise at the pat, jerking myself upright and
spinning around to face her.
"Just a little pat ," Meg assured me, doing her best to look nonchalant.
"Oh, okay," i replied, i was a little confused and concerned, obviously not too happy with being touched by this woman.
I easily had the largest chest in my high school. But I was one of the "lucky ones" that's never had her boobs or butt grabbed, touched, or jiggled before i met this weird small woman Meg. I’m too intimidating. Probably because of my social status, my size and my bitch resting face. I apparently intimidated a lot of people which discouraged harassment.
Meg reached around and gave me another quick pat on the butt and then she hurried headed for the door.
Meg continued gently touching my butt as she walked past.
As the hours went by the pats got a little harder, she gave me a firm slap on my butt. The party ended . As i was leaving Meg stopped me
.
"Nice," she said, reaching up and cupping my boobs in her hands. I was totally shocked. She gave them a squeeze, surprisingly my nipples got hard against her palms.
The women there were totally weirded out by our behaviour. They were watching with disgusted looks on their faces.
"Um, what the heck is going on here?" one woman said
Meg kept her hands on my tits. "I am just fascinated with big woman's enormous boobs." She kept squeezing my boobs.
She ran her thumbs across my nipples before reluctantly releasing my breasts.
To make it all more humiliating i was getting wet.
I was...extremely horny.
My head was spinning. I squeezed my legs together, barely able to deal with how wet i was. I needed to leave. I walked to my house, where I had amazing sex with my husband. Surprisingly It felt so good being groped like that. I can’t believe how wet and horny I got from it.
Nine days ago i stopped at the grocery store. I was wearing a black long leather coat over my shoulders, a purple long sleeve satin blouse buttoned up to the top tucked into black cotton pencil skirt, sheer lace hold up nylon stockings and 5 inch heels purple shoes. I had full make up on. I had my hair up. I walked out of the store with bags of groceries in my hands. Meg was there on the parking lot. She walked over and started chatting with me.
She reached up with both hands and cupped my breasts.
"Nice," she muttered as she squeezed my boobs.
She started to massage my breasts through my blouse and bra. Meg said that she is obsessed with my breasts. She said that she absolutely LOSES HER MIND every time she sees them.
People saw, but they didn't do or say anything about it. It was not particularly crowded on the parking lot, probably about 7/8 people in sight, but I caught a few stares.
I was just standing there tall and still with bags of groceries in my hands in the middle of the parking lot, letting it happen and even chatting with Meg.
Then she released my breasts
and went inside the store .