bbw shoot --just beginning no match included yet

Just started this up didn't know if people would want to read about me and my adventures with a neighbor in my apartment building.
Stone
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this is a weird but true story.
I live in an apartment complex, mostly populated by college kids but also a lot of middle aged to older locals who stay here for some reason other than owning property. And I'm not very social so the only time I see the other tenants is when I'm walking to and from my car, or is this chance, when I was getting the mail. And this obese white woman, probably late forties, was out getting hers and our boxes close since she was technically a neighbor, both live on the first floor and only a door seperating us from across the hall--like if you go counter clockwise there's the old woman next to me than this butterball is next to that one. She had straight light brown hair and when I say obese she was at least 300 pounds, the kinda woman who had to waddle when she walked. I was commenting on how the early spring weather really kicked in, since it was in the seventies and barely into March. She commented too and than there was an awkward silence. And maybe it was because spring was in the air that made my hormones crazy or maybe it was just being hit on by some random broad but I had an overwhelming urge to fuck this woman. Maybe she saw it in my eyes too because she said something about the Degeneration X shirt I was wearing. Now to be fair I am a hipster so while I wasn't wearing it ironically I did have the old one from when DX first came out when I was a kid. She, I'll call her Connie, was talking about how she likes DX too; she used to watch it with her husband. I inquired if they still watched and she told me she was divorced, that he was dating some skinny bitch. I said it was his loss, that I like a thick woman. She laughed, saying I was cute for being so nice. She was wearing a flower print house dress, not quite a mumu, with little ankle socks. Connie said her husband got tired of her beating him when they wrestled. "Really, you guys wrestled?" I said, trying to feign interest but now I was rock hard and noticed how much my voice echoed in the stairwell we were standing.
"Ya," she said casually and maybe trying NOT to notice me staring at her huge tits beneath her dress. "I would always end up pinning him under my boobs," she laughed and I joined her maybe laughing a little *too* eagerly. "That wouldn't be such a bad way to lose," I smiled, realizing how goddamn corny I must sound. "But I bet I could probably beat ya," I grinned and her smiled widened, making her look very pretty with her cherub cheeks despite the triple chins--it was her hazel eyes that really sparkled. "Oh you think so?" she scoffed. She pointed to my oily clothes, I work in a machine shop--which is pretty famous in the small town so she knew where I must've been employed--and said maybe I should go get a shower (since I smell like machine oil from working in there all day) and get dressed in something comfortable than come on over while she cleans up her apartment so we could wrestle. Watching this womans huge fat ass waddle down the stairs I could not stop staring at it, just somethin about pickin up a random person, all because of a DX tshirt, even if she was morbidly obese, was a fucking turn-on.

I debated rubbing one out in the shower, so I wouldn't nut too soon, but than I was wondering if it would "wind" me. Ultimately I thought I was taking too long and just finished gettin cleaned up, and smelling nice than got on some pajama pants and a tshirt--no boxers