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I awoke in the middle of the night to a stirring inside me. It was building up, and my pussy began to get very moist, and glistened with my juices. All I want was is to have my pussy used, and fucked, like the true whore I know I am.
Let me tell you a little about myself. I am a BBW, and I stand 5′2, 200lbs., with brown hair and eyes. I have a 38D chest, and a completely shaved pussy, and a big fat ass, that loves to be spanked.
I have been waking up like this in the middle of the night for two months now. I can’t explain it. I feel the need to be used, and used rough and nasty. My hand goes straight to my pussy every time I think about it. Sometimes I imagine I am being used by a group of men, or women, and my pussy gets dripping wet. I realize that the only thing that will let me sleep is to get fucked and used the way I need, but first I needed to get back to sleep. I played with my clit, and fingered my cunt until I came, and then drifted off to sleep, thinking about my need to be used, and how to make it happen.
After work the next day, I signed onto my comp, and put some personal ads on adult sex sites. I wasn’t even sure if I would get up the nerve to meet anyone, but I wanted to see if there was anyone out there that enjoyed using a BBW slut.
I couldn’t believe how many emails I got in response to my ad. It was amazing! I answered every one, and as I did my pussy began to get very wet, and I started playing with my clit with one hand, and typing responses with the other. My responses began to get more and more heated as I went on. By the last one I was practically begging to be used, fortunately the recipient, was a horny old man. Older men is another weakness I have. I love the Daddy/Daughter roleplay, it’s very hot.
His response came almost immediately. My heart was pounding as I opened the email. He went on to tell me how he loved BBW sluts, and he would use me real good. Of course I was rubbing my clit as I read through the email. His picture was at the bottom of the email, along with his phone number. He looked to be about 65 years old, a bit overweight, and a big nose. He wasn’t good looking by any means, but looking at his picture, all I could think about was him using me. Forcing me to suck his cock, and spank me, the chills ran through me as I imagined it.
The back and forth emails went on for about an hour, and then he wrote that he wanted to talk on the phone, and gave his number. I told him I was shy, and would have no idea what to say. He told me to just answer his questions and everything will be fine. “How hard could that be?” I thought to myself.
I sent back my response telling him I would call in five minutes. I signed off my computer, and picked up the phone, and noticed my hands were shaking, and my heart was beating so hard, I thought it would pop out of my chest. I laid down on the sofa, and dialed his number. The phone rang five times, and then a deep voice answered.
“Hello slut.” “Hi there”, I replied.
“You will address me as Sir, until I feel you are good enough to be my whore.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Do you like the idea of being a whore for an old man like myself?”
“Oh yes Sir, very much so.”
I couldn’t believe I just said that! And to a total stranger. My cunt started to drip.
“Do you like being called dirty names when you get used whore?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Do you consider any names offensive?”
“No Sir, it’s all part of the game.”
“Do you think this is a game?”
“No Sir, that’s not what I meant.”
“Shut up cunt, and listen carefully!”
“Yes Sir.”
“Play with your clit, while we talk, and make sure I hear you moaning bitch!”
“Yes Sir.” As I rubbed my dripping wet pussy, he continued to tell me how he was my Daddy, and I was his whore daughter. I was loving every minute of it. Hearing about how he would use me the way I need. Just at the moment I thought I would explode, he asked me for my address. In the heat of my impending orgasm, I screamed it out. All of a sudden the line went dead.
“Oh shit!!, what did I just do?” I said out loud.
I sat there waiting, and wondering what to do. “Should I open the door to a complete stranger so he can use me?”, I thought. Then I began to panic thinking about how he might be some psychotic killer or something like that. I kept going back to thinking about a complete stranger using me, and my pussy was getting very wet, and felt like it was on fire. I began rubbing my clit to try and ease the throbbing I was feeling. Again, just being at the edge of an orgasm, the bell rang. I jumped up and looked out the window, and saw an old, overweight, man at the door. Since I live on the first floor, I got a very good look at him. For a moment I imagined him forcing his cock into my mouth, and that was all I needed to buzz him in. As I opened the apartment door, he greeted me with a “Hello cunt”, and pushed me back inside and locked the door. He roughly pinned me up against the wall, and rammed two fingers deep into my sopping wet pussy.
“Is this what you want whore?”
“Yes, oh yes.”
I felt a hard smack come down on my ass. “You are to call me Sir, or better yet you can call me Daddy today”, he said with a big grin on his face.
“Yes Daddy.”
“That’s better my piggie slut little girl.”
He continued to finger my cunt roughly, and playing with my rock hard nipples. He squeezed them hard making me scream. I wanted more. I wanted to be fucked and used, and be his personal fuck toy.
“Are you going to be a good whore for Daddy?”
“Yes Daddy, do anything you want to me.”
Daddy grabbed me by my hair and led me into the living room. He sat me down on the sofa, and began to unzip his pants. As he did he reached down, and pinched my nipples some more. They were red and sore, but I still wanted more. I wanted him to smack my tits hard and rough. I love having my tits smacked. The harder the better. It really gets me going.
“Suck Daddy’s cock piggie slut.”
“Yes Daddy”, and I took his rock hard cock in my mouth. He was about 7 inches, which in my opinion is perfect. I love to deep throat, and have cock forced down my throat, so big cocks are harder to handle. I also love having my ass raped, and his cock was the perfect size for it.
I began licking his cock, up and down the shaft, massaging his balls in the process.
“That’s it slut, take care of Daddy.”
“Yes Daddy”, as I took his cock into my whore mouth. I went up and down on his cock, as he began forcing me down further onto his old cock.
“That’s it bitch, suck Daddy’s cock good, and maybe he will use you as his personal fuck toy.”
I moaned onto his cock at the words I was hearing. The nastier he got, the harder and deeper I sucked. All of a sudden he pulled my head off his cock, and sat down.
“Come sit on Daddy’s lap piggie slut.”
“Yes Daddy”, as I climbed up on his lap, leaning back so he had full use of my pussy. He immediately started rubbing my clit, causing me to moan again.
“Play with your tits for Daddy.”
“Yes Daddy”, as I start squeezing my 38D tits, and pinching my nipples. “Do you like that Daddy?”, I asked him.
“Oh yes Daddy loves to watch his whore play with herself.”
He took his hand away from my cunt, and pushed my own hand to my throbbing clit.
“Play with your pussy for me while I watch.”
“Yes Daddy.”
I rubbed my pussy while my Daddy watched and stroked his hard cock. My pussy started to drip onto his lap, which only turned him on more. He roughly pushed me to my knees in front of him.
“Lick my balls cunt!”
Just hearing the way he talked made my pussy throb with excitement. I obeyed, and lowered my tongue onto his balls. Licking all over them, top, bottom, all over. He kept pushing my head lower towards his ass.
“Lick my asshole bitch!”
I had never done that before, so I wasn’t sure what to do. I licked all around his hole, and then started fucking his hole with my tongue, while I slid my hand up and down his cock.
“You like that Daddy?”
“Oh fuck yes, you dirty whore!”
I continued the assault on his hole with my tongue, bringing him closer and closer to shooting his hot creamy load all over me. The whole time he called me dirty names, and I was loving every minute of it. I could feel he was just about to release, when he stood me up by my hair, and walked me into my dining room, and bent me over the table.
He began rubbing my big ass all over, sending chills up and down my body. Then I felt his big hand come down on my right ass cheek. It felt so fucking good, I started moaning and begging him for more.
“Oh yes Daddy, spank your dirty girl!”
“Does my little slut like to be used by Daddy?”
“Yes Daddy, please don’t stop Daddy!”
Daddy continued his spanking, and in between rubbed my ass all over to get it ready for the next blow. I thought about how red my ass must be by now, and then he said “It looks like you can take a lot on that whore ass of yours cunt!”
“Yes Daddy.”
“Tell Daddy what you want whore!”
“Please use me any way you want Daddy!”
“That’s it whore, beg me like the slut you are!”
“Please Daddy, fuck me and use me, oh please Daddy!”
“Do you want Daddy’s old cock inside your young tight cunt?”
“Oh Daddy yes, stick your old cock inside me!, fill me up Daddy!”
With that Daddy stepped up behind me, and rammed his old hard cock into my hot wet hole. I screamed so loud I was afraid the neighbors would hear me. He must have known what I was thinking because he rammed his underwear into my mouth while he fucked me. Now I was screaming like crazy, since no one could really hear me. He pounded me hard into the table, fucking me roughly, while he spanked my bright red ass.
I needed to cum, and he knew it. Daddy wasn’t ready to let me cum just yet though. He quickly pulled out of me, making me moan in disappointment. He spanked me a couple of more times, and then forced me back into the living room. He forced me to my knees, and told me to wait there like that. He walked around looking for the bedroom. He must have found it because her came back out with a blanket and two pillows. He laid them on the floor, and said “Perform for me whore.”
I didn’t know what he wanted, so he pushed me down onto the blanket, and told me to put on a show for him. He wanted to watch me make myself cum. I laid down as ordered, and began rubbing my cunt while he watched, he sat in a chair in front of me, and told me what he wanted to see, and called me names as I did them.
He wanted to see me touch myself everywhere, and tell him all of it belonged to Daddy. He said how he loved watching his BBW slut do as he says. The more I rubbed all over my body, the more nasty his words got. I was loving it, and my cunt was dripping wet. I felt like such a slut for him, and I never wanted it to end.
As I was moaning, and fingering my cunt, he got up and went to the kitchen. He came back with a cucumber he found in the refrigerator, and handed it to me. “Fuck yourself with that cunt.”
“Yes Daddy.” I took the cucumber in my hand, and realized it had to be 8 inches long, and so fat I couldn’t get my whole hand around it.
I started fucking myself with it, as Daddy watched. “Deeper whore, deeper”, Daddy yelled.
I slid almost the whole thing deep inside my fuck hole, and looked right into my Daddy’s eyes as I did it. The lust in my eyes must have been obvious because he kept telling me how he knew I enjoyed fucking myself for him.
“Oh yes Daddy, I will do anything to please you Daddy.”
“Anything?” he asked.
As I fucked myself for him, in between moans I managed a “Yes Daddy, anything.”
“Good now fuck your cunt until you cum, and I have something special for you whore.”
My heart skipped a beat, as I started to ram the cucumber in and out of my dripping wet cunt. All of a sudden daddy said cum, and on command I did just that. Bucking and screaming like a dirty fuck pig, I begged my Daddy to use me more.
When I had calmed down from the strongest orgasm I have ever had, Daddy grabbed my by my hair, and dragged me into the bathroom. “You’re going to be my bathroom slut”, he said.
He stood me in facing in front of the toilet, and pushed the seat up. “Bend over cunt!”
Of course I did as I was told, and put my hands on the edge of the toilet and bent over. My face was right above the toilet water, and all I could think about was this old man fucking me, and my cunt was like a faucet dripping with juices.
He slid his cock deep inside my waiting cunt, and fucked me like that for a few minutes. He grabbed my hair, and pulled my head back as he pounded me from behind. “You like that bitch?”
“Oh yes Daddy, oh fuck me Daddy yes fuck me please Daddy!”
As he fucked my hot hole, he slid a finger into my tight virgin asshole. Now he was pumping in and out of both my holes, while I begged for more like the true whore I am. He then slid another finger into me, making me push back on him, trying to get him deeper inside me. I wanted this old man’s cock to control my holes, and fuck me hard, and he was doing a great job of making me a dirty little piggie.
“I bet you would love to have a cock in all your holes at the same time, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh yes Daddy.”
“Would you like Daddy to watch you while his friends use you?”
“Yes Daddy, oooohhh yes!”
All this conversation and he just kept fucking me, pounding harder when I told him I wanted him to watch me get used by others.
“Are you going to fuck anyone I tell you to whore?”
“Yes Daddy.”
“Good slut, now Daddy wants you to feel something warm, and beautiful.”
“Yes Daddy.”
My thought were he was going to cum, but I was in for a big surprise. He forced me into the shower, and told me to stand still. He began jerking his cock off at me, and just when I thought I would get his hot creamy cum, I saw him peeing on me. The minute it touched my skin, I wanted it all. I began rubbing it all over me begging him to give me all of it.
“You are such a hot cunt for Daddy, aren’t you?”
“Yes Daddy, oh yes, it feels so warm, and I want it all over me Daddy!”
I rubbed it all over my tits, and as it dripped down to my pussy I rubbed it into my clit. My hands were all over me spreading his pee across every inch of my body. When he finished peeing he stood there watching me be a total dirty cunt, and then started smacking my tits. I wanted to be fucked some more, but he told me to shower and clean myself up.
“When you are cleaned up you may crawl back in here completely naked.” “Is that understood my dirty girl?”
“Yes Daddy.”
Reluctantly I cleaned Daddy’s pee off me, and stood in the shower feeling the hot water run down my body. This for some reason was making me hot again, so I decided to get out and dry off, and get some more of Daddy’s use.
As instructed, I came crawling out of the bathroom, but quickly stopped when I saw three very butch women staring down at me.
“Is this the whore you were telling us about?” one of them asked.
“Yes that’s her, and she’s all yours to do with what you wish.”
Daddy went and sat down in a chair at the far corner of the living room, while these three lesbians began touching me everywhere. One had her hand on my pussy, and the other two were rubbing my whole body while they attacked my now hardening nipples.
“Look the bitch likes it”, one of them said, and they all laughed.
It was true. Knowing these three women were going to use me while my Daddy watched was making my pussy so hot, and my clit was so swollen, and loved all the use it was getting. For some strange reason I still felt I wanted more. I wanted to be raped by these women. I knew Daddy would enjoy that, so that’s what I wanted to do. I would put up a fight, so they rape me the way I need, and Daddy wants.
Now I begin struggling, and saying no, and just as I had expected, they didn’t stop. “Looks like the bitch wants to be raped”, one of them said.
With that twp of them held me down while the third one started fingering my pussy. The feeling was incredible. She fingered me and told me how wet my pussy was, like I didn’t already know.
The two girls holding me down, started pinching my nipples really hard, making me scream and sent a wave of shocking pleasure through my whole body. They were raping me and my body wanted it more than anything else, ever. I was screaming and begging for more. They roughly put me on all fours, as one of them put on a huge strap on. I couldn’t believe the size of the dildo attached to that thing. I wanted it deep inside me, filling me up.
I didn’t have to wait long because she rammed it deep into my cunt, making me scream. She grabbed me by my hair, and pounded me from behind rough, just the way I like it. I glanced over at Daddy to see what he was doing, and he was stroking his hard cock, telling the girl to fuck me harder.
“Spank the bitch!”, Daddy yelled.
With that her hand came down on my big ass, immediately leaving a bright red hand print. I moaned and thanked her for the wonderful feelings she was causing me. She kept spanking me, and now the other two girls started smacking my hanging tits. I was in heaven as these three lesbians used, and abused me.
I felt the dildo being pulled out of my pussy, leaving me feeling empty. I wanted more, I wanted my cunt filled, and I wanted to be Daddy’s special whore. The girl that was fucking me, stuck the dildo in my mouth, and made me clean off my juices. Licking up every drop, I felt the need for more use. Daddy sensed that and came over to me, and shoved his hard old cock into my mouth. He forced me to take his whole cock, making me gag, and also making him tell me what a dirty whore I was.
“Gag on my cock slut, that’s it!”
“Yes Daddy,” was what I tried to say, but with Daddy’s cock filling my mouth, it sounded like nothing more than a bunch of gibberish, but Daddy knew what I meant.
The girl with the strap on came up behind and me and continued her assault on my pussy. Now I had a woman filling my cunt with her strap on, and Daddy’s cock filling my mouth. I felt like such a whore, and so nasty that I wanted to cum. I pulled my mouth off Daddy’s cock, and begged him to let me cum.
“You fucking whore, you love this don’t you?”
“Yes Daddy, I really do.”
“Well then I guess you can cum, but know that your use isn’t even close to being finished.”
“Oh yes Daddy!” was all I could say as the most powerful orgasm I have ever had, completely overtook my body. I began to shake, and felt as if I couldn’t breathe. The feeling was incredible. Nothing had ever felt this good.
After I was finished Daddy shot his hot creamy load into my mouth, forcing me to swallow ever drop. As quick as the girls came, they were gone. Daddy and me were alone again.
Daddy sat back in the chair, and patted his lap, telling me to come sit. I did as he wanted, and climbed up on his lap. He spread my legs wide, as I straddled him. His cock was soft now, and looked old. The skin was hanging, and so were his balls. It turned me on so much to look at, my cunt started to get wet.
Daddy slid his fingers up and down my slit, telling me what a good whore I was tonight for him.
“My little piggie slut did well tonight with Daddy’s friends.”
“Thank you Daddy,” I said in between my moans from him playing with my pussy.
“Do you like when Daddy plays with you whore?”
“Yes Daddy, so much.”
“Your pussy is so wet, and juicy, I want to use it all night long.”
“Oh yes Daddy, use me more, please!”
As Daddy slid his finger into my waiting hole, he gave me the next list of orders. He continued to finger my pussy while telling me, making me say yes to anything he said.
“After I finish with you, I want you to go take a shower and clean up.”
“Yes Daddy, oh yes Daddy.”
He then slid two fingers into me fingering me fast, and hard. I was screaming at this point, ready to explode, when he quickly pulled his fingers out of my pussy.
Chapter 1: Veronica
I love big women. Let me correct that, I love women, but especially big women. I don’t know exactly when my love for larger lovely ladies started, but I can more or less trace the development of that preference. I remember that as a boy I was interested in thin and average size girls, but by the time I entered high school I was almost exclusively dating larger girls. A pretty face was still important, but girls with big butts and big tits received the most attention from me. I became known for dating the chubby cheerleader type–pretty, popular, athletic girls who carried a few extra pounds and carried it very well. None of my friends understood this preference, and I am not sure that I did either.
My college years were a smorgasbord of sexual experimentation. I dated girls of all colors, shapes and sizes. (Dating is a euphemism, of course, for all sorts of relationships, from serious near-monogamy to one night stands, and everything in between). I don’t specifically recall any skinny girls making it to my bedroom, but in that smoky haze and alcohol-soaked environment I cannot rule it out either. But by the time I graduated from college I knew what kind of women I preferred: Dark-haired women of any race with big tits, fat asses, meaty thighs, and some padding around the middle. I was a firm believer in the saying, “more cushion for the pushin’.”
Over the next four years I indulged my sexual appetites with a steady stream of voluptuous women. Sometimes for only one night, sometimes for a week or even for a few months. I pursued bosomy, big butt women with ample thighs and soft bellies. My address book contained no hard bodies, no bikini models, no women who shopped in the juniors department. I knew what I liked, and I indulged myself with abandon.
I was in my late 20s when I met Maria. She is a Mexican BBW, with long black wavy hair, a 38D chest, an ample backside, and thick delicious thighs. She was a virgin when we met, but eager to change her status. We spent the night together on our second date, and a year later we were engaged. We married, moved away, started our careers, and started a family.
Now, at this point I have to candidly admit that I have struggled with monogamy throughout our marriage. I do not actively seek out women, but I find myself unable to resist when I am pursed by a gorgeous BBW, especially if she is latin, african-american, or just has dark hair and a pretty face. I have succumbed to temptation more than once during my marriage, even though I try to stay faithful.
As our careers flourished and our family grew, it became necessary to look for a new home. We found exactly what we were looking for in a new development located only one mile from our old home. We moved into our dream home 4 years ago, right at the peak of the real estate bubble. Since we were so close to our old neighborhood, I maintained most of my old friendships and made new friends only with the neighbors closest to our new house. Maria is much more social than I am, however, and within 12 months had befriended almost every woman in the nearly 100 home development.
Maria’s closest friend in our new neighborhood became a young Latin woman named Veronica. This friendship was unusual for several reasons. Veronica lives six blocks from us, on the last street in this development. That was not the strange part, however. Veronica is only 27 years of age, nearly 20 years younger than Maria. Veronica is also divorced, having been married for a few months shortly after she graduated from high school. Almost all of our friends are married. In fact, most of our friends are married couples around our age. It is not that we discriminate against singles, it is just that we are at a stage of our lives where most of our entertaining involves other couples and their families. Finally, in the three years that Maria and Veronica have been close friends, I have never met Veronica. Most of the time Maria goes to Veronica’s house, or the two of them meet somewhere. I know that Veronica has in fact been to the house, as all of our children know her, but she and I have never met.
That changed about six months ago. Veronica hosted a party for all the women in the neighborhood, and my wife was called upon to help with the hosting duties. The party was held on a Friday evening in the early spring. It was a pleasantly mild evening, so Maria walked over to the party in order to save the limited parking spaces for other guests. I remained at home, drinking scotch on the rocks and watching the NHL playoffs. The party was supposed to last until around 11 or 12, which meant that I would get to watch the entire game before Maria returned.
I was mildly surprised when the telephone rang at about 10:30. It was Maria, asking me to come and pick her up in a half hour. I did not notice, but an early spring shower had rolled in, and she did not want to walk home in the rain. I quickly grabbed my keys, jumped into the car, and drove over to Veronica’s house. I had to park several doors down from the party, as the driveway and the street were filled with cars. As a consequence, I was soaked when I reached the front door.
I rang the doorbell and almost immediately a tall young woman with long, wavy black hair and wearing a sheer white robe answered the door.
“You must be Mike,” she said, taking me by the hand and leading me into the house.
“Yes,” I said, more than a little taken aback.
“I’m Veronica. Maria has told me so much about you. She must have called you to come and save her from a walk home in the rain?”
“Uh, yeah,” I managed to stammer. I was not expecting to find myself facing a tall, gorgeous, lingerie-clad BBW. Veronica towered over me, standing at least six feet tall. She had a stunningly beautiful face and long dark curls of hair tumbling to the middle of her back. She was wearing a sheer, shimmering, silk robe that reached almost to the floor. Underneath the robe she was wearing a white baby doll nightie. I could not make out the details of her curves, but she was obviously a plus size woman. Looking down, I saw that she was wearing ridiculously high heels, or what I call “stripper shoes.” That accounted for some of her height, but even without the shoes she was at least 5′9″. I estimated her weight to be about 220 lbs, but I am really not very good at guessing a woman’s weight.
“Let me put you in this room. I don’t want the other girls to know that you are here, or they might become intimidated. It took us a few hours to rid the ladies of all their inhibitions. If the girls see you, some of them may get shy again.”
She led me by the hand to a bedroom in the front of the house, far from the party taking place in the back area. I noticed a few other woman wearing lingerie, but no one seemed to notice me before I was whisked away from the guests.
“Have a seat in here. Maria is helping me take orders, she will probably be busy for another 20-30 minutes. Can I get you something to drink? ”
“Do you have any scotch?”
“No. Sorry”
“Red wine?”
“No.”
“Beer?”
“Light beer.”
“Ok, just bring me whatever you have.”
Almost twenty minutes later she returned with my beer. This time she was wearing a red corset, matching red panties, black fishnet stockings, and those same stripper shoes. I could make out her curves much more clearly now. She was definitely a BBW, but she did not have precisely the body shape that I find so irresistible. She had creamy smooth caramel colored skin, rather broad shoulders, and nice but not huge boobs that the corset was doing its best to push up and out. Her waistline was almost straight down from her shoulders with no discernible taper, her tummy bulged imperceptibly, and her hips flared only slightly. Her butt, though wide, was a little flatter than I liked. But she had gorgeous, sexy legs extending from the bottom of the corset, and very attractive feet. I am not a foot person, but I can admire a pair of sexy feet, and she definitely had such a pair.
“I’ll bet you thought I forgot about you,” she said, handing me a slightly warm beer. “Sorry, I had to change again and make another pass down the runway.”
My curiosity overwhelmed me. “What kind of party is this?”
“Maria didn’t tell you? I’m hosting a lingerie and toy party with my girlfriend, Keshia. She is a lingerie salesman. Woman. Saleswoman. You know what I mean.”
“So the women out there are all trying on lingerie?”
“Not exactly. Myself and five other girls are modeling various outfits. But that’s not the best part. We are also trying out some of the sex toys that Keshia sells. And the lubes, lotions and jellies. I ‘m sure that you would love to watch, naughty boy, but the girls were promised that there would be no men present. Some would start leaving if they even knew that you were here. That’s why I met you at the door and hurried you into this room right away. But if you are a good boy, maybe Maria will come back here and give you a private demonstration.”
I licked my lips at the thought of Maria coming back here and giving me a quickie while her friends were outside the door partying. But I got even more of a rise when I thought of Veronica coming in here and demonstrating some of the merchandise for me. I have a particular fetish for watching women masturbate. My pants got a little tighter at the thought of this lingerie-clad vixen buzzing off for me with various new toys.
“Hold that thought. I’ll be back to check on you soon. And under no circumstances are you to leave this room.”
I found a remote control and turned on the TV. After finding the hockey game I adjusted the volume so that the TV could not be heard from outside the room. I also wanted to overhear anything interesting that might occur in the rest of the house.
I must have dozed off for a while, as the next thing I heard was the door opening and Veronica quickly closing it behind herself. This time she was wearing only a black shelf bra and a matching black thong. The bra held her tits high up on her chest, revealing her chocolate brown nipples and a mile of cleavage The thong revealed everything else, confirming my earlier appraisal of her wide but flat ass, and demonstrating how effectively the red corset she wore earlier had held in her soft tummy, which now– free of restraint– formed a muffin top bulging over her panty line. The saying “less is more” briefly entered my mind.
“I brought you a refill,” she said, handing me another beer.
I smiled and then whistled approvingly as she handed me the bottle She twirled for me, allowing me to take in her nearly nude body in its entirety.
“So what do you think? Would you like to see Maria in this outfit?” “I’m thinking it looks pretty good on you. But if I get to watch you take it off and Maria put it on, then yes, I would love to see it on her.”
“You are such a bad boy, aren’t you?” she teased. “What would you do with two big beautiful Latinas undressing for you? Most men can’t satisfy one hot sexy woman. What makes you think that you could handle two of us?”
“There is only one way to find out now, isn’t there?” I replied, as I put my hand behind her back and pulled her toward me. I felt my cock getting harder in my pants as I touched her smooth, soft skin.
“Actually, there are many ways to find out,” she said, leaning into me. “And I have tried most of them. I don’t think that you would survive.”
My cock ached, but I was starting to enjoy this exchange, even though I knew it would lead nowhere.
“I have survived bigger challenges than you,” I said. ‘Heavier,’ I thought to myself, but definitely not taller, and maybe not ‘bigger.’ “I am sure that I can handle you,” I boasted.
“Am I a bigger challenge than Maria?” she asked, her head tilting and her eyebrows arching.
‘Careful!’ I thought to myself. I don’t know where this is heading. It is always difficult to talk to a woman about her weight, and it is even more treacherous when the woman is a BBW. Some BBW are comfortable with their size, and some are not. I did not know if Veronica’s bravado was genuine or forced. I could sense that I was being tested, but I was not sure if she was testing me out of personal interest, or out of concern for Maria.
“You are both exquisitely unique. The challenge would be overwhelming for most men, but not to someone who appreciates the beauty of a voluptuous woman, and who interprets the words ‘too much’ as ‘just enough.’” ‘If I play my cards right, after the other guests leave this could lead to an even better after party,’ I dully schemed. I did not know how much of our sex life Maria had discussed with this woman, but she seemed to be a ready, willing, and able candidate for a threesome. It had been over a year since I had been to bed with two women, and never before had the second woman been as lovely as Veronica.
“Someone like you?” she sarcastically asked, brushing her nipples against my shoulder.
It was taking all of my willpower not to bend her over and fuck her right there. I still had not decided if she was all tease or if her teasing was going to lead us somewhere. And could I trust her? Or was she acting as an undercover agent for my wife? I decided to stay on the threesome track.
“I would devour you. Both of you. To the last morsel.”
“Keep that thought in mind. I’ll be back.”
I waited in that room for an hour, but Veronica never returned. Instead, Maria entered carrying her purse and a bag filled with various items.
“Let’s go. I have some surprises to show you when we get home.”
* * *
The rest of the weekend proceeded uneventfully. I waited all weekend for any mention of my conversations with Veronica, but nothing occurred. I was not chastised for my unmitigated flirting, nor was the possibility of a threesome broached. I concluded that in that last hour, while I waited expectantly in that room for the guests to leave and my newest fantasy to be fulfilled, Veronica returned to her hosting duties without a thought of me and the tent she caused in the front of my pants.
Monday, of course, was the return to work. My office is only ten minutes from the house, so I go home for lunch almost every day. On Monday, Wednesday, and Friday Maria is also home for lunch, so we get some quiet time together. We also squeeze in a nooner at least once a week. If it were up to me we would do it every day, but Maria’s schedule does not always allow time for sex and a shower afterward.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays I have lunch alone. Those are just about the only times that I ever have the house to myself. Since nearly everyone in the neighborhood is at work during the daytime, it is rare to see another car on the streets or to hear the doorbell ring during these lunch hours at home. So I was more than a little surprised when my Tuesday lunch was interrupted by the doorbell shortly after I had entered the house and closed the garage door.
Answering the door, I was shocked to find Veronica standing on the porch. I invited her in and told her that Maria was at work, but I would be more than happy to help tell Maria that she had stopped by.
“Actually, I am hoping that you will not tell her,” she said. “I need to discuss something with you.
“I cannot stop thinking about our conversations the other night. I was so turned on. I had to buy that thong I was wearing, I had creamed all over the inside of it. As soon as everyone left I went to my room and masturbated. I was masturbating all weekend, recalling every detail of our discussion.”
“So why can’t I tell Maria? We don’t have to tell her everything. I am sure that she would love for you to join us in a threesome.”
“That is what I wanted on Friday night. But not now. After thinking about you all weekend, I don’t want to share you. I want all of you.”
“Veronica, I won’t leave Maria. You are a beautiful, sexy woman, but..”
“That’s not what I meant. I want you to take me to bed and make love to me. Only me. I don’t want anyone else there. I have had threesomes before, and I can get fucked anytime I want to. Its not hard. Not hard at all. But I want to be made love to. By someone who is turned on by me, and isn’t just fucking me because I have a hole to put his dick in. I want someone who appreciates me, and is truly turned on by a plus-size woman. Not someone who is going home with me because I am the last girl in the club, or who thinks that just because I am fat I must also be desperate. Or easy. I want to be made love to by someone who gets hard thinking about me. Who will take the time to satisfy me. Someone who wants ME.
“And I don’t care if you are my best friend’s husband. Its not fair that she has you all to herself. She has to stop being so selfish. Oh, I know that she would share you with me if we were to have a threesome. So the fact that your cock will be in me is not really a problem for her. Don’t look so shocked. We’re girls. We talk. I know that you two have had threesomes before. She has seen you fuck other women. But I’m her best friend. I deserve some too.
“So this is what I propose. If you will do what I want, I will do whatever you want. If you don’t say ‘No’ to me, I won’t say ‘No’ to you. Ever. Of course, we have to be smart about this, nothing that will get us caught. But if you promise to never say ‘No’ to me, I promise that I will never say ‘No’ to you. No matter what you ask me to do, I’ll do it. Willingly. Has any woman ever made you a promise like that before? Has Maria?”
I was stunned. I had no idea what to say to all of that. Veronica did not give me a chance to say ‘no’ to her. She grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs to my bedroom. As I climbed the stairs I started thinking of all the delicious ways that I would defile this young, beautiful, sexy Amazon. I wondered, briefly, what she would request from me, but then my thoughts returned to the many fantasies I would finally fulfill with Veronica.
I started undressing as soon as I entered the room. Veronica closed the door and started taking off her clothes as well. I took off my shirt and tie, loosened my belt and opened my pants, and then sat on the bed to remove my shoes, socks, and pants. By the time I was done Veronica was standing in front of me wearing only the bra and panties that I last saw her in on Friday night at her house.
“Suck my cock,” I told her. I might as well find out how well she responds to my requests, I thought to myself.
“I’m going to suck your cock better than anyone ever has in your entire life,” she said. “I have thought of little else since Friday night. I was so disappointed when the two of you left before I could taste you.”
She took a pillow off the bed, put it on the floor, and then kneeled on it.
“I’m going to drink every drop of cum from your balls,” she continued, reaching for my hard cock. Gently grabbing my balls with her left hand and the base of my shaft with her right hand, she lowered her mouth to the head and started licking. Her dark hair tumbled into my lap, blocking my view of her ministrations. Normally I find that annoying, as I am very visually oriented. But this time it added to my enjoyment.
Veronica bathed the entire head with her tongue, licking and swirling until it was glistening with her saliva. She gently massaged my balls as she licked the shaft with long wet strokes of her tongue. She placed her lips around the head, just under the helmet ridge, and started sucking the glans. She adjusted her angle and then proceeded to lower her face to my groin, swallowing the entire length of my cock in the process. Just as her lips reached the base of my shaft I felt the head of my cock scraping against the back of her throat. Her tongue swirled around the shaft for a few seconds, and then her mouth started to rise up, her wet lips tightly dragging across the skin. She swirled her tongue around the head, and then repeated the process, increasing her speed slightly. She started bobbing her head in my lap, gradually increasing her speed, all the while maintaining the light grip of her left hand on my balls. I felt my cock swelling in her mouth. She was definitely talented. Easily the best cocksucker I had ever encountered. I felt my shaft swelling, reaching a level of hardness I had never before experienced.
