As I luxuriated in the warm, bubbly waters of my bath, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction knowing that my big, beautiful body was on full display. The plush, purple robe I had draped over the towel rack wasn't doing much to hide my massive curves; my ample, jiggly ass was on full display for anyone who cared to look. The soft lighting in the bathroom made it seem almost magical, and I felt a delicious tingle of anticipation course through my veins.
I slathered myself with my special moisturizing cream, taking delight in the sensation of the cool gel melting into my warm, squishy skin. My breasts rose and fell with each slow, calculated stroke, the nipples standing at attention beneath the thin material of my robe. I reached around, cupping one full globe in my hand, squeezing gently before moving on to the other.
I let out a contented sigh, leaning back into the steaming tub. I heard a faint rustling noise from outside the bathroom door and knew that my perv was watching me again. I couldn't help but feel a little thrill at the thought of him getting off on my big, juicy body. It was empowering, like knowing that I had control over someone else's desires.
My mind inevitably drifted back to when he had tried on my purple robe earlier. He had looked so pathetic, so lost in his own fantasies as he marched around my room wearing nothing but my fishnet stockings and high heels. It was then that I realized just how far gone he was; how deeply he was entrenched in his twisted obsession with me.
As my thoughts continued to swirl, I felt the tension building between my legs. I reached down, dipping a finger into the warm water between my thighs, spreading my arousal around. I knew that he would be watching, waiting for even the slightest indication of what I was doing. I continued to tease myself, rubbing circles around my swollen clit until I finally gave in, plunging two fingers deep inside me.
A loud groan escaped from my lips as I began to fuck myself, my hips bucking wildly in time with the rhythm I had found. I felt my fat rolls jiggle and jostle with each thrust, and the sight was driving me wild. I imagined him watching, his cock hardening in his pants as he watched me, his eyes glued to the undulating mounds of my body.
I reached for the edge of the tub, pulling myself upright. My breasts were heaving, my heavy nipples standing out like beacons in the soft light. My fingers slipped between the folds of my robe, teasing at my swollen, aching clit. I felt the familiar burst of pleasure build up inside me, and with a loud moan, I came, my entire body shuddering with the intensity of the orgasm.
I sank back into the bath, trying to catch my breath. My chest heaved and my eyes drifted closed as I savored the afterglow. I couldn't help but smile, knowing that my big, beautiful body had reduced him to nothing more than a pathetic voyeur, watching me from the shadows. It was exhilarating, and I knew that I would never tire of the power I held over him.
