I am a heterosexual woman, but i love getting groped by other women. I am 44 year old married woman. I have two son's. I am a fairly "robust" woman; i am not fat or anything like that, I am"big-boned". I have a healthy figure. I am 5'11 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 grabbed, touched, or jiggled before i moved here in this small town. Probably because of 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 5’11”). 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 joined this forum because i want to write in details all the incidents and discuss about it. I want to share my experiences. So I will give it a try.
I moved here in this small town with my family about a month ago. My ex husband was a successful businessman. But he squandered his money in bad investments. Bank foreclosed on our mansion. The one smart thing I ever did was that I never let him near my finances. I come from old money. I grew up rich. I admit that i was used to a lot of money and expensive things because of this. So we had to move. My husband always wanted to move to a rural area, so we moved here because is very near our son's boarding school. We bought a house. I hate it here. The nearest mall is an hour away. My clothing makes me stick out like a sore thumb in this town. My husband enjoys this new life. He bought flannels and work jeans. Completely ditched his old wardrobe, starting buying guns, and getting excited about doing REAL camping. I hate all of it. I hate the flannels on him, I hate having a gun around, and I've ALWAYS hated the rustic camping he loves. Our kid loves it here too.
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14 days
ago i attended this women in wine party . I was wearing (the picture is taken on that day, i had to crop the upper part of my face off. I just can't show my whole face here on this forum. It is too risky) I was on 5 inch heels shoes. I arrived a little earlier at the diner. This really short like 5 ft 2 pale face thin lips light brown haired with Chin-Length haircut woman in her early 40s Amber who is the owner of the diner greeted me. I nervously introduced myself. Amber welcomed me to the party. I walked into the main area.
I was surprised to see so few women there, but i knew i was early. I just stood by myself and watched women slowly start to arrive.
I noted that the women were shorter than me. Most of these women were under-dressed, wearing jeans, t shirts, simple tops and flat shoes. Then my next door neighbor Regina walked in. She walked over to me and we started chatting.
This short like 5ft3 tall skinny creepy green eyes thin lips gray haired wrinkled face woman in her mid 50s approached me and said to me
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"Hi my name is Ruth. You must be Stella. Wow. You stand out a bit in a crowd. You are towering over every one here. You are real. My sister said that this giant elegant classy woman is a new resident in our town, but i had to see with my own eyes. I am mesmerized by your vastness. I have never seen tits as big and as shapely as your tits, I can't stop staring at the size and the shape of your tits through this leopard print blouse. "
I watched as this weird small woman Ruth moved her eyes all over my body. She appeared delighted with my figure. Like all the men in my experience, she couldn't keep her eyes off of my breasts. I was embarrassed by her attention.
Ruth looked at my waist, then back to my breasts and said, " Big Stella lets walk to the mirror." I walked to the mirror. Ruth walked behind me with her hands on my waist and the small of my back, pressing me toward this big mirror on the wall .
I looked into the mirror in front of me.
Ruth's face appeared behind me, looking at me through the mirror.
"I will have to touch you ," she warned.
Before i could say anything, Ruth's small hands were on the outside of each breast. She pressed them together, gently at first, then with growing firmness. My breasts squished against one another. This short skinny weird woman Ruth stared at me through the mirror. "Hands up. Over your head," she instructed curtly.
I moved automatically in response, jerking nervously. I awkwardly raised my arms. I watched Ruth's hands press on the outside of my breasts.
This small Ruth stood behind me, pushing my breasts together. I gasped in disbelief. She smashed them together from my sides.
I became tense. I was looking at the women and most of them were staring back at me Ruth and watching it happen. I was so embarrassed, and i was watching all these women laugh and talk about me as they looked right at me doing nothing to help. Knowing they didn't care at all to help but instead watched and laughed at me turned me on so much.
"Wow Big Stella. Your breasts are soo heavy." Ruth commented
This short skinny weirdo Ruth moved around to my front. Her wrinkled face She cupped a hand under each breast and began lifting them in her small palms. She seemed to be trying to gauge their weight and firmness.
She bounced my breasts from the sides. She was just shaking my tits.
I began to feel a little more comfortable, even though Ruth's small wrinkled hands were squeezing my breasts through my blouse and bra.
The fact that she was a small skinny ugly woman made her seem somehow not sexual to me and therefore less threatening. To my surprise, her touch was causing me to become slightly aroused. This was the first time that another woman had ever touched my breasts. An involuntary wetness rushed between my legs.
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The strange small woman in front of me made my breasts shake and wobble from her "work". I felt my time to protest her groping of my breasts had passed .
Without a word, she then finally removed her hands from my breasts and walked to the restroom. I walked over to my neighbor Regina. She was still laughing at me and she started making fun of me
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"that's what you get with huge monster boobs. did you enjoy that just now? i wish i had recorded it. i cant wait to tell people you let yourself get groped by this old dyke Ruth. i was waiting for something like that to happen, Amber is a lesbian. Most of the lesbian women in our town are attending these parties. You are a lesbian magnet with your height, boobs and ass. "
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I was so wet and embarrassed at Regina's words. I tried to defend myself and say i didn't know that most of the local lesbians will be at these party( , but Regina just laughed more and told me i was asking for it and basically let it happen.
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Then this small pale woman Amber approached me. She was a little more tentative.
"Are you bisexual?" she asked, reaching out to feel my right tit almost as if she expected to be slapped. I was even more nervous than she was.
"No...I...am not. I am not attracted to women. Emotionally and physically women just didn’t do it for me. I can only imagine myself in a commitment with a man. I am married" i answered.
Then this weird small Ruth walked up
"Why are you here then big Stella?!" she asked incredulously.
"I..." i fumbled not sure what to say, "I wanted to go to the party? I didn't know that this is a half lesbian party. I am bored. I have nothing to do. I am new in this town. I want to meet people." i said, my voice rising as if asking a question.
Ruth laughed. "Oh really?", she said, smirking "...you were excited to be a giant grope girl?"
I blushed as Ruth moved closer, looking into my eyes as Amber who had been feeling up my tits through my blouse and bra moved aside.
Ruth laughed and said to Amber and Regina, "It's because of Stella's sheer boob size. Bottom line! Having a booty is one thing but being able to pull off having gigantic boobs takes a certain kind of woman. " she exclaimed. "
Like if Stella don't get groped on a regular basis her boobs grow bigger making it NECESSARY to be groped"
I felt humiliated and dehumanized, but i was helplessly getting wet.
Ruth slapped my ass
I felt a strong sense of shame. I felt almost dizzy with embarrassment...and excitement. Ruth small hand cupped my right butt cheek with a squeeze.
I felt Ruth's hand spank my right ass cheek.
I felt Amber's hand stroke my both cheeks softly, then grab a handful. I felt two hard spanks, one on each cheek. To make it all more humiliating i was getting wetter with the excitement of Ruth and Amber's hands and the spanking.
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 started towards the door when small pale Amber stopped me to feel both my tits. Amber even thanked me and soon after Ruth goosed me without saying a word. I walked out of the diner. I got into my car. I drove off to head to my house, where I had amazing sex with my husband. It felt so good being groped like that. I can’t believe how wet and horny I got from it.
