Since the time I came into my senses, I clearly remember my penchant for big woman. Girls of my age never interested me. It was the mature mindset and the big titties which always lured me. I dont know what were the reasons behind it , but what I am completely sure of is, if I ever get to take a life again , I will readily like to be born with this desire to fuck BBWs.So let me recall my first experience ever with the women I love. It was a summer day, may be around mid-june and those of you who know about this place, will know how hot it gets in this part of year. As usual it was time of our vacations and I came back after my basketball practice. I was really good at sports and was just selected for the district under 16 team.When I came back I was surprised to see that my home was locked. I didnt have a cell phone, so I went to my tenants who used to live in two rooms in the backyard which we had rented. It was a family with a engineer , his wife and two *****. The ***** were couple of years younger than me and used to study in hostel. When I reached their apartment, the wife whom I used to call aunty , answered and told me that my family was visiting someone in hospital and I need to wait in their apartment until they come back. I went inside and being thirsty asked for some water. When she came back with the glass, then did I realize that she is the one who is my real fantasy. When she was approaching me, I can see her curves each visible clearly in the rays of the sun coming through the window. She was a real BBW. I could clearly see her boobs swaying in mid air and a slight smile on her face. She gave me glass of water and asked me to be comfortable.Little did she know, that I was feeling most uncomfortable with her bending down infront of me and giving me the glass. I got an instant hard on and sweat could be clearly seen on my forehead. She sat down on the next sofa and told me that her husband was on work. I was sipping on the glass, with my mind wandering off again and again on her huge breasts. I could have bet my life that they were atleast 42 DDs. How was a guy who is just 15 and who fantasized about BBW were to keep himself in control with that kind of woman sitting next to her. Well hard it was, I was trying my best not to keep my eyes only on her. Her saree was of green color and her blouse was so ill fitted that I couln't imagine how it was able to hold those hooters inside and not burst off. She kept asking about my ***** and how I was faring in that. The glass just slipped from my hand and most of the water fell on my clothes and it broke. She said it was not a problem and went to the other room to bring the mopper. I was wearing my shorts and t-shirt and water had made my undies wet. She came over to my sofa and asked me to move to another, so she could clean the mess up.