You known you’ve gotten real deep into the game when you start to realize that it isn’t about what you say or do anymore, but rather it’s about you and her, together. When it comes to love, larger women are no exception. THEY DESERVE IT TOO. Being a big game player requires having a big heart; and the BBWs that cross my path know my BBH (Big Black Heart) is at least as big as my BBC. As a man, you are more than just the size of your cock. Having a big heart opens you up to her feelings and emotions (and her pussy) in a way that borders telepathy, that way you can know exactly what she’s feeling beneath her slabs, and whether or not she’s really hungry.
One reason having a big heart is important is because it allows you to establish a channel of emotional empathy with your BBW in a way that leads to more sex. Let me explain this: as you know, you can’t just assume a BBW is hungry automatically, that is offensive! Even if she’s actually hungry, the timing has to be just right or else you are crossing the line in a way that’s politically incorrect. I use food all the time in my game to get BBWs in bed; but I do it the right way, using my heart as my guide, that way she knows I’m being real with her. As us black folks often say, “real knows real.”
When you open up your heart and show a big girl love, it’s amazing how quickly things can happen. Often I’m reminded of this when I swing by McDonald’s for a late night snack, cause I always end up coming back home for a feeding frenzy with a random BBW. It isn’t anything like “swag” or what I say that gets her to come home with me, no, it’s my smile, it’s my for-real aura, and maybe my chef hat too. By the time I wheelchair her over to my big white van it’s time to turn off game and let it all happen naturally, like nature intended with the birds and the bees, and the elephants 😉
Sometimes things happen so quickly that I’m forced to scout for a location on site.
That’s when things get super freaky real quick. One time I shoved a whole happy meal up a BBW’s ass and nothing came out except the toy — damn, I knew she was hungry. All I had to do was open up and show her that I’m real with myself, and my intuition led me to do the right things, making her feel okay with all of it at the same time. That’s when BBWs show you their nasty side. That’s when you can gag a bitch with french fries and drench her with your special sauce (I use Nigel’s house mayo). I always like to spread it around her slabs with a basting brush after I’m finished, otherwise if it stays on her face she might drown, and that wouldn’t be cool. Plus she can spend the rest of the week trying to scrub it out of her slabs, thinking about the fun time she had at McDonald’s with Chef Nigel. Bitches like being used up by a man like that, by a man that
they think loves them.
A few busted nuts later it’s time to call it a night and spend some quality time together. That’s when I like to dim the lights, turn up the gas on my fireplace, and lay back on my couch as I relax and sing hymns to the lord. Usually by this time my BBW is too tired from all the intense pounding, so I roll her up in a tarp and shove more french fries in her mouth to calm her down. A little tough love goes a long way too. Delivering discipline to your BBW takes heart to prevent you from going over board, and trust me, I’ve gone way over board. Nowadays, If she farts too much and stinks up my living room, I’ll fart on her face.
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