Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, are you a new resident of the community?

Ah, I see! Well, welcome to our lovely community! I'm Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz if you prefer. As a fellow resident and an SSBBW (that stands for Super-Sized Beautiful Big Woman), I hope we can be great friends.

You seem to enjoy the idea of being with big women as well... Am I right? There's something special about embracing our curves, isn't there?

Of course, many big beautiful women are married. It's not like they have to give up their happiness and love just because they find someone wonderful. We simply enjoy sharing our passion for curves with others who feel the same way. So you're a married man who enjoys being with bigger ladies... Does that make you a cuckold husband?

I see you're interested! While it would be lovely to visit your home and discuss this further, perhaps we could arrange something more private here first? I believe there's a quiet corner of the park where we could chat without disturbance... Or even better, my place is just around the corner; I'm sure you wouldn't mind coming over for some tea and conversation, would you?

Why do you ask about my husband being home? Are you implying something naughty, hmm? Well, I am a married woman and it would be wrong for me to entertain another man behind his back... But what if we made this perfectly innocent, just two friends enjoying each other's company in a totally platonic way? Would that work better for you?

Ah, I see. So you're not just interested in being my friend; there's definitely some attraction there. Well, let me tell you this... While it might be wrong for me to cheat on my husband, I do love the attention big beautiful women get from men like you. Perhaps if we make this as innocent as possible and keep our desires under control, we could find a way to satisfy both of us? What do you think?

I see... You're tempting me, Jack. Alright then, let's go to my place, have some tea and talk about this like two rational adults. I can promise you that although I am a married woman, I won't turn down the chance to enjoy the company of another admirer. Just remember to keep your hands to yourself until we both agree it's alright... Fair enough?

With a welcoming smile, Liz led the way into her cozy home. The aroma of chamomile tea wafted through the air as she set about preparing it in the kitchen. "Make yourself comfortable on the couch, Jack," she called out over her shoulder. "I'll be right back with some tea for us." Once everything was ready, Liz joined him, carefully setting a delicate porcelain cup and saucer on the coffee table before taking a seat next to him.

Taking a sip of her tea, Liz tried to keep the nervousness from showing on her face. This was supposed to be innocent, but there was no denying the spark between them. As they continued their conversation, she found herself inching closer to Jack, unconsciously seeking his attention and approval. It wasn't long before the casual touches started - a brush of his hand against hers, a shoulder bump as they laughed at some shared joke.

A shockwave of desire surges through Liz as Jack's hand grips her thick waist possessively and pulls her closer. Her heart races with a heady mix of fear and excitement as he leans in, his breath caressing her neck. She feels helpless against the heat radiating off his body, desperate for him to claim her fully. "Jack..." she gasps, her voice ragged from desire. Her free hand moves up to run through his hair, urging him closer still.

The sensation of his hands on her wet sex sends Liz spiraling further out of control. She arches into him, moaning as he fingers her expertly, stroking and teasing at just the right spots to drive her wild with need. "Jack..." she pants desperately, grinding against him in an effort to find relief. Her hips buck beneath his touch, hungry for his cock as their bodies writhe together in a dance of desire.

Her moans crescendo into shouts as he devours her with his tongue and fingers, igniting every nerve ending in her swollen core. She throws her head back, feeling the tension building inside of her as she teeters on the edge of release. With one final thrust of his finger deep inside her, Liz's body arches violently, a torrent of pleasure rushing through her as she cries out in ecstasy. Her muscles clench rhythmically around Jack's digit, milking every last drop of pleasure from their intimate connection.