This story tells how we met, and the first time we had
sex.
I’ve met BBW on the dancing floor of the Blue Orchid
club and, as the rest of the guys, I fell captive to
her charms.
BBW was her name: Beatrice B. Walker. I’ve never found
out what the second B stood for. I suspect she just put
it in her name to spell BBW: Beautiful Big Woman. She
certainly was one: She was, and still is, so beautiful
with her auburn, wavy hair and sparkling eyes, and
luscious full red lips. And her curves – WOW how sexy
they were! She was big too: 5’9″, 200lbs. is big; and
she was certainly a woman-OH how much a woman she is!
If you prefer BBW to stand for Big Breasted Woman, well
she was that too, with 10 lbs. of her 200 concentrated
in her luxurious DD size boobs!
But the main thing that has caught my eyes, and
captured my mind was her dancing. Despite her size, she
was skipping and turning and sliding with the ease and
the grace of a butterfly, a very big one indeed but
also a very beautiful one. I’ve attempted to join her
on the floor, and luckily for me, she has agreed.
I don’t know what caused my good luck; was it my size
perhaps, I’m quite big myself, 6’3″, 210lbs., or my
dancing, for I’m a nimble and accomplished dancer
myself, anyhow I was lucky enough to have her choose me
as her preferred partner above all the other guys on
the dancing floor, and as the night advanced we have
spent more and more time gyrating and sliding one in
front the other.
With time, we also rubbed one against the other, and
I’ve felt in heaven, feeling her full soft but supple
jugs pressing against me more then once. Her groins
also rubbed against mine in the throes of the salsa,
and she didn’t seem to object to it, or to draw back.
So I’ve offered her the next drink, and I’ve suggested
that, since her hands were occupied on my hips, I would
take care of her drinking, serving the drink directly
to her mouth. She has accepted but she was very
surprised and giggled very much to see that I’ve chosen
to give her each swig of the drink from my mouth to
hers.
Soon the drinks were followed by my tongue, and the
kisses turned hotter and hotter. Our bodies ground into
each other more and more, and soon the only thing that
prevented my now stiff cock from entering her was the
heavy cloth of my jeans. We got heated more and more
and at last, she said that she had to relieve herself
and dragged me to the toilets.
On the way I have grabbed and pinched every pert of her
anatomy –and they all have been so delightfully
pinchable! And she also didn’t hesitate to grab and
pinch my butt.
We weren’t the only ones to make out on the way to the
toilet. There in the queue almost all the couple were
in varying modes of joining, either kissing or necking
or both. One couple even went so far as actually
fucking there in the line!
To my amazement, BBW seemed to be rather shy and was
rather taken aback by this show of blatant sex. She was
even reluctant to enter the cubicle with me!
Immediately when we entered the lavatory, I pulled down
her shoulder straps and released her gorgeous boobs of
their confine. What a sight they were! Beautiful, snow
white mounds, adorned with thin blue veins that somehow
made me even hornier that before, and topped by two and
a half inches pink aureoles. In the mid of those
perfect, so sexy circles protruded two darker pink
bullet like nipples, taut and swollen-ready to burst.
Bibs-as I called her – was rather reserved. She
resisted, saying, between her lustful moans, that it
was inappropriate, and shameful, and; “Please, please,
not now… not here… OOOOH! Later, AAH… at home
we’ll make love, please…”
I reached under her skirt and grabbed her ample bottom,
with my face buried between her massive boobs, nibbling
her erect and tout nipple
“Oh, please… Not here, they’ll hear! P-please,
please… O, I have to pee… no, really I have to pee,
please, please let me go!” she pleaded, her pleas
interspersed with silent lustful moans.
So I let her go. After all, as I’ve told her, I wasn’t
not going to rape her, only to make love to her.(well,
I meant to fuck her, but whatever)
Bibs dropped on the throne seat with a thankful sigh
and pleaded “Turn around, please, I can’t pee when
you’re looking at me. Please?”
Obediently I turned around, and didn’t even peek.
Indeed, I’ve heard the stream of her pee splashing in
the toilette. When it stopped, I plucked a few sheets
of paper, kneeled between Bibs’ spread knees and wiped
her wet slit.
“OH! No! what…No…OOOH!” the last moan was when my
finger followed into her open slit. “No, please, not in
here! Please! It’s disgust…!” her protests were
interrupted, as she started to moan when my fingers
rubbed her now swollen clit. She clutched my hand in a
vain attempt to stop me, all the time moaning quietly.
But now I stuck my fingers into her vagina, rubbing
furiously, while still rolling her clit between my
thumb and the index finger, and all that time I was
kissing and nibbling her glorious boobs. At last she
ceased to protest and her moans became louder and
louder, while she heaved small heaves on the seat
towards my exploring, pinching fingers
“O god!” she squealed. “Oh my god! OOOH! Here I come!”
And her vagina squeezed my fingers while she rotated
her hips and jumped small quick skips on that seat.
I was so Hot! I couldn’t stop anymore. I rose, drew out
and exposed my hard, rigid, 9-inche long pole.
“OEEEH! She squealed, her mouth and her eyes going
round with amazement and her tongue inadvertently
licked her lips. She grabbed it and started rubbing it
up and down. I felt that she was going to swallow it
any minute and I only hoped that I wasn’t going to
burst before, but suddenly she stopped, rose from the
seat and kissed me a long hot kiss and, thrusting her
tongue deep in my throat, she turned about and shoved
me on the seat.
I thought that she wanted me to lick and eat her out
and was more than ready to do it but she straddled me
and sat down on my hard cock.
Owing to the awkward position, and her ample thighs,
the head barely entered her cunt, but it did enter.
Improving our position I started to heave into her and
she started jumping up and down on my stick, squealing,
screaming, yelling :” Give me that big beautiful cock!
Fuck me! OH, deeper! YES!”
I didn’t last long and I shot a huge stream of my spunk
deep into her vibrant squeezing, milking vagina. OH
what a cum that was!
“Look what you have done!” she reproached me when I was
arranging her dress, while fondling and caressing her
heavy mounds.” I fucked you here, in front of
everybody, like some two bit whore!” I shut her up by
kissing her fervently and when we were decently dressed
again, we left the cubicle towards my truck, without
ever disconnecting our lips, and tongues.
On the way home, Bibs fondled and caressed my cock,
bringing it to he verge of explosion yet again. Se has
attempted to kiss and suck it too, but her ample chest
was in the way and she was unsuccessful. She made up
for this as soon as we entered home, and then we ripped
each other clothes and flopped onto my bed. I dived
into her, buried all my nine inches in her wet, searing
hot vagina to the hilt, up to the balls. My body was
embedded in her soft warm, luscious one as we humped
and thrashed and writhed in an explosive orgasm.
Oh what a delightfully fuckable woman Bibs was! I
fucked her in every direction, from the front, in her
warm, luscious mouth, in her cunt, raising her legs
high up in the air, from behind in her ass, doggy
style, slapping my pelvis against her fat butt, burying
my hands deep in her cunt while my dick was stirring
her entrails.
We fucked all that night and the coming Saturday too.
We fucked incessantly only dozing exhausted for an
eyewink now and then. There wasn’t an inch of her warm,
soft and luscious body that I didn’t fuck. I buried my
dick between her supple tits, I plowed with my cock the
furrows between her fat folds, filling her navel with
my cum, I bit and munched her juicy buttocks – WOW how
much of a woman she was!
And the coming week BBW moved in with me, making me the
luckiest, most happy guy on earth.