Belinda

Belinda was a wonderful person, great personality, bubbly; jocular and always full of fun; she’d a list of friends as long as your arm. However, she had one large problem and she herself would be the first to admit it; she was built like a brick shithouse. At 275lbs, she had to be huge, but her friends, girlfriends that is, loved her to bits. She was no problem to take out with them, if fact they jumped at the chance, knowing full well that any male’s attention would be attracted to them.

Sex, yes of course she’d had some of the lad’s, but she had to agree, they we’re three sheets to the wind when they’d taken her to bed. Some of her friends welcomed a Belinda night, they’d all go out, chatting up the lads getting them well and truly plastered, at the lads expense of course, winding up the guys with erotic gestures, some of her friends were quite fuckable, usually it was a good night for all with Belinda getting laid at the end. She could even choose her stud at the beginning of the evening; the girls would then work on him though the evening.

This was easy for her friends, but Belinda knew she had to be answerable to her own sexual needs, she wanted to have it when she herself had the demand, her needs were as that of her friends. T’was easy for them, little bit of down the blouse, or an up-skirt peek, they had it made; as far as cleavage was concerned for Belinda it was more of an overlap, and an up-skirt was completely out of the question with the knickers she wore. Her friends thought she got them from “Rent-a-Tent” for once as a joke she’d offered an old pair to the Coast Guard as a life raft.

“Decisive Needs” was an old peoples nursing home, just outside town, Belinda had worked there since she was 17, working her way up to now matron at 22. Sitting in her office one day she pondered over her eleven male patients, the youngest being 72 with old Bert the oldest at 94, they were all a good crowd, in all there were 34 patients at the home. Belinda was going through the staff rota, noting that no one had been allocated for the bathing of patients for that night or the following week, Mary would be away on her annual holiday, it looked as if she herself would have to stand in on administering the chore.

There we’re very few staff left when Belinda made her round, she’d checked out all the ladies first, they were very little trouble in the evenings, more content with the TV and their nattering to worry anyone.

“So how are we this evening Bert! Ready for you’re bath then.

“The big chief herself this evening then, I feel quite honoured!”

“We’ll have less of the big chief!” Belinda replied with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

“Well you might shut the door and lock it!” Bert stammered.

“Lock it, what an earth for; who do you think will come in here then?”

“I’d like to think you’d not take the chance!”

“For what pray?”

“I can only assume that you’re going to take over Mary’s roll?”

Belinda was fascinated by his words wondering just as to what Mary’s roll was, going back toward the door she eased it shut and locked it, then turned back toward Bert, who was now sitting up onto his elbows.

“So what is Mary’s roll then?”

“Thought you we’re the matron around here!”

Well, yes I am, but Mary’s roll. What does she do for you then?”

Bert leisurely eased the bed covers down, his eyes never leaving Belinda’s. She watched inattentively as they moved from his private parts, amazed as to the sight before her.

Bert’s cock came into full view, never had she realised that a man of Bert’s age could have such a strong and healthy erection.

“So what does Mary do to that for you then?”

Bert could see the tell tale look in her eye; she was captivated by his rod.

“Plays with it sometimes taking it up into her mouth!” Bert knew he was lying about her taking his cock into her mouth but it was worth a try.

“A bed bath first then perhaps I see what I can do for you!” Belinda quizzed easing the bedclothes from the bed exposing him fully.

“Not bad for an old one are you; when did you last service that then?” Belinda reached across the bed lifting his cock up into her hand.

“Depends on what you mean by service. Mary has made me cum a few times, as far as the real thing is concerned it be years!”

Belinda could feel the intense weight of his cock in her hand; a slight throbbing was sensed, conveying a twinge down between her own legs. Abruptly she released her hold, rolling Bert onto his side and started to bathe him in soothing activity, his arms his body and his legs, then turning over once more doing the same to the other side.

“Now back on your back!” She told him.

His cock was still in a solid state, rubbing her hands on the soap she reached across taking his cock into both hands manipulating the large organ between them, then rubbing them up and down on the shaft. Bert lie back onto his pillows.

“My. Your good at this aren’t you!” He murmured.

Belinda never replied, and by no means altering her pace, she sensed the erection becoming firmer by the minute.

This wasn’t helping her that much, she’d already accepted that she’d partake in her own sexual activities from now on, at the nursing home she’d have a more than willing cliental, they might be old, but they’d be more than willing going by Bert’s action. Belinda reached across once more rinsing the soap with a soft sponge; Bert could only but gasp as the outer sensations of the rough sponge was dragged along the sides his shaft.

As Belinda watched, she could see the blood pumping through the thick veins that protruded along it’s side, it was an magnificent specimen of manhood. The crown was bulbous, with the hefty proportioned helmet scoping down at the back, the flange extended outward around its circumference, in Belinda mind it was gigantic, as she dabbed it dry, her fingers could but reach around it completely. She sensed the dampness forming in the gusset of her knickers, perhaps Mary had only given the proud weapon a blow job, to take it further may have worried her, Belinda knew it was a chance she had to take, if she couldn’t handle it who’d know, it wasn’t as if her friends were around her now egging her on, watching as the guy’s fucked her.

With Bert the way he was, his age his medical condition, there would be no way that he could undertake any strenuous action, she’d never been with a man on her own before, but how far was he prepared to go. If Mary had given him a blowjob, there was no real stain on him from that action, but the real thing was the old fella up to it? Belinda thought.

If she experienced an orgasm, there’d be no laughter from behind; even the loss of her virginity was not a private matter, never had she felt so humiliated, just because she was a little larger than her friends, it didn’t mean it wouldn’t hurt. Her mind went back to the occasion, the guy in question was flitting from one girl to the next, fucking them as though the world was coming to an end; he was pissed out of his mind at the time anyway, so the blame could not be put on him. They’d slotted her in between the three girls laid out on the bed, he was leaping like a maniac from one to the other, it then became Belinda’s turn, he’s cock felt not unlike a massif telegraph pole being thrust up her, she remembered screaming, God it hurt; she’d bleed for at least an hour afterwards not that the other girls even notice her distress.

Belinda put her hand up under her skirt, she was sopping wet at this stage, and only viewing his magnificence had caused this, she wondered if it would hurt like her first had. However she’d be in the chair so to speak, take her time, nice and slow. If it got the better of her, she’d only to get up and leave who’d say anything, definitely not Bert, at least she’d have been brave enough to attempt it.

Bert brought her back to her senses with a loud groan, she never realised the sensations she was administering on him with her stroking hand and manipulating fingers. The last thing she wanted was for him to blow at this stage. He spread his legs as he sensed her crawling up the bed between them; Belinda placed her head over the large helmet engulfing it into her mouth.

Poor old Bert couldn’t believe his luck, he lifted onto his elbows once more watching as her head bobbed up and down, okay she wasn’t that much to look at, but Christ, she did a wonderful blowjob. He’d have something to enlighten the lads with tomorrow at breakfast, that’s if they’d ever believe him; he tried lifting his hips, but it was to much for him, leave her to it he contemplated.

Belinda licked up and under the large helmet, then stimulating the eye very delicately with her tongue, she sense Bert groan once more, it had to be now or never she thought. Without more ado, she stood bolt upright hovering above him lifting her skirt, tugging the gusset of her knickers to one side. Bert couldn’t believe his own eyes as she started lowering herself down towards his cock, again he forced himself up onto his elbows; he just had to see this. He’d not had a pussy glove his cock in years, if he’d have been a younger man he’d have thrust up to meet her pussy; as the moist lips edged over the crown Bert let out a loud gasp. Belinda felt the pressure as it spread her pussy open wide, wider than ever before, she thought she’d had the biggest of cocks up until now.

“Is that nice big boy?” she grinned down to him, studying Bert’s face, she knew he yearned badly to push himself up into her, nevertheless she was now in control, slowly, very slowly she started lowing herself. The pleasure was more than she could ever have expected, or hope for, for that matter, amazed that she’d able to spread so easily, gradually she lifted and lowered, lifted and lowed. The large helmet jerked as it was compelled between her taught pussy muscles, no pain just sheer pleasure for both.

“Nice, I can think of other word’s, take you’re time missy, I don’t want to blow just yet, and I’m sure we’ll not be disturbed till morning!” Bert mused.
“Till morning, d’you think you can last that long?” Belinda sniggered

She was nearly there, it was getting easier by the minute, she’d only wished she had Bert’s viewpoint, it must be a wonderful sight, she could feel the drag on her pussy lips each and every time she lifted. How could a man of his age be so hard, the feeling was sensational? Her size and weight was getting the better of her, she couldn’t stop now what if he went soft on her, she’d never forgive herself.

Belinda’s head went back as she sense her first orgasm, Bert knew what was happening, her hands were on his shoulders as she braced, with the removal of her weight on his hips Bert managed to lift giving her a few thrusts himself, not to deep, just enough to let her know he was still with her. Belinda moaned, arching her back, her inner pussy muscles contracted along the walls of his thickened shaft.

“That’s good Bert, bloody dam good!” Belinda lie lengthwise along his body, Bert managed to pull his feet back up the bed, enabling him to lift his hips, then he really started to fuck her, not to fast but it gave her a chance to catch her wind. At this stage she could have done with her so-called Arse man, the lover who always fucked her in that region. Bert’s cock felt like the rough bark of an old oak tree, Belinda put it down to the thickness of the heavy vein formation along the sides of his cock; however it did feel good. She angled her body allowing him complete authority; Bert needed no invitation as he speeded his stroke.

Again, Belinda went into orgasm, this time she had to clench the sheets along side Bert, his velocity overwhelmed her, he was literally ploughing into her now, his fingers gripping her waist tightly

“Hang in there missy, the boy’s about to blow!” He stammered. “You’ll know when he blows, just you hang in there, my what a good fuck you are!!”

Belinda could not perceive as to where he was getting the energy from, he was like a young stud that had been deprived of sex for to long. With head back and back arched, she went through an almighty con-tippler, her breathing was laboured but she managed to let out a low but gutterish moan. Bert was now using his full length, levering himself with her hips, forcing deep; Belinda enormous breasts were being thrown backwards and forwards across his face, it was as much as she could do to hold herself above him. She knew she’d have to slow him down if only for his own sake, no man she’d known could fuck at this pace.
“Bert…this is to much…you must slow you’re speed, your taking my breath away!”

“Never you mind none missy! He’ll blow soon, I’m confident of that!”

“Bert…slowdown; you’ll kill yourself at this rate!”

“But what a way to go missy!” Bert never faulted, but fucked her even harder, he was like a man with no limits.

Belinda sensed him withdraw on each backward motion; her pussy felt the cool air of the bedroom entering her body. Nevertheless Bert had motive for this; she felt her pussy inflated each time his cock was ultimately forced back into her, a fanny fart was out of the question, with the girth of his cock there just wasn’t the room, she sensed the air welling inside her, sooner or later she felt she’d burst.

Bert hadn’t undertaken such employment with a female in years; he was going to blow, and blow he would. This was one fucking she’d never forget, he needed the air to open her up, as when he did blow, it would need space. Mary had done him proud with her hand jobs, but this, she would milk him dry.

“Here she blows missy!” Bert gripped the sides of his bed, forcing his cock in deeply, letting out a thunderous moan. “Jesus Christ boy, fill her to the brim!”

Belinda felt as if she was sitting on Mount Etna when the primary spurts started it was a real eye-opener for her; she thought the first jet would cut her in two. Then the long blasts boiling inside her, she lowered her upper torso pushing her arse backwards allowing her pussy full penetration of the huge organ. Her teeth were buried into Bert’s pillow with the severity of it all, never had she had such a dynamic fucking or filling, it seemed never ending.

Bert virtually collapsed beneath her once he’d downloaded his balls, Belinda thought him dead, with no movement being shown.

She eased herself back up into a sitting position without putting her weigh on his body.

“Bert…Bert are you alright?” she cried out.

It was moments before there was any movement from the old fella, but he looked up with a twinkle in he’s old eyes.

“Missy, you’re one hell of a fuck, wish I’d have known you 40 year ago. God, I’d have given you a seeing to…Hell!”

Belinda started to gently lift from him, but taking her time, there was still enjoyment to be had from the mammoth cock, even at this slow pace the helmet and the bulbous veins made sure of that.

“You’ll be needing that towel of yours or my bed will be awash missy!” Bert beamed, his eyes glued between them, watching as his cock came visible once more.

As she finally lifted clear, great globules of spunk started flowing in a slow but even stream, luckily for Bert she’d lifted one leg clearing his body, allowing the bulky rivulet of semen to land on the other. She immediately grabbed the towel placing it up to her open pussy dabbing it profusely, already her knickers had soaked up most of the gummy fluid.

“Bert Thomson, I didn’t think you had it in you, I’ll lay a wager that cock of yours has sown a few seeds!”

“You don’t really think those skimpy knickers are going to hold that lot back do you. You’ve had about 20 years of pump up there I’ll have you know young lady. Now you make sure you put it to good use?”

“Use, how say you Bert?”

“Rub it onto your breasts, it will tenderise your beautiful body!” Bert chuckled to himself. “Now, I prefer to bathe at least twice a week more if you treat me right. That’s of course unless you have other patients that you look after?”

“Other patients! That’s food for thought Bert!” Belinda smiled.

-the end-

The Paper Route

I had a paper route until I was almost 17. It was only about 30 houses. I'd deliver in the morning and collect money once a week. It was pretty easy and the money wasn't bad at that time. Usually I hated collecting payments and tried to get everyone to pay by the month. There were a few houses, however, that I didn't mind visiting as often as possible. One was the Daniels. They were old to me but I would guess they were a relatively young couple. Maybe in the Thirties. They had one son who was 4. I loved collecting because I loved looking at Laura, the wife. She was short, Maybe 5'1" and kind of plump which I liked. She had huge tits and a wide ass with thick legs. What I liked even more was the show I always got. All of her clothes were a little tight and a lot of times she was in very short shorts or a tank top of just a bathrobe. I didn't realize it at the time but she must have liked showing me. Her husband Vic was a nice guy but I didn't really like it when he was around because he always paid me when he was and I didn't get to see Laura. Somehow I figured out that he was never around on Saturday mornings and Laura always seemed to be in her pj's still and I kind of settled into a routine of collecting from them at that time.

Laura probably noticed this also because she always seemed to be both ready and not ready for me at the same time. I would show up and she would look amazing in a short bathrobe with her bare legs hanging out or a thin pair of pajama bottoms and a very tight tank top with no bra on. I loved this and couldn't take my eyes off of her. She would then look all over the place for some money, bending over, reaching over her head. I would get fantastic glimpses of her cleavage or her ample ass. All the while she would make small talk and I would struggle to say something whitty. I dreamed of her all the time and jerked off repeatedly, thinking of her fat chubby nipples and huge (atleast double d) breasts. She had almost black hair which I loved for some reason. I think because I was a redhead and that seemed like the most different. This went on for quite some time and since I didn't really know what to do with a woman, that was fine by me.

I remember one Saturday morning I showed up and Laura was in her thin pajama bottoms and tank top and she was drinking coffee. She paid me and sat down in a chair in her living room, pulling her legs up onto the chair with her. She asked me stuff like "How's school going?" and stuff like that. I tried to answer her questions but i was mesmerized by her crotch. She hadn't put her legs under, it was more like she was squatting on the big chair. her huge nipples were hard and I could see the faint outline of her darkened areolas. Her pajamas were stretched tightly across her fat pussy and I could see them riding into the cleft. I probably just imagined it but I thought I could see each individual pubic hair pushing against the thin fabric of her pajama bottoms. My mouth felt thick and my crotch and asshole felt kind of numb as I stared at her. "Well, How about it?" I realized she had asked me a question and I had no idea what it was. I looked at her blankly and she asked me again. "Mow the lawn? Vic has to spend more and more time at work lately. Would you be willing to mow the lawn and maybe do some odds and ends around the house from time to time?" Well, it wasn't exactly the 'how about it' that I had imagined but summer was just around the corner and I could use the extra money so I quickly agreed.

It was only two saturdays later that Laura asked me if I had time to mow the lawn. I told her I could be back in about 15 minutes and ran home. I can't say I had a real plan but I did have some ideas. I quickly changed into an old pair of shorts and some shoes I didn't care about. I brushed my teeth and put on a thin tank top. I admired myself in the mirror. I had started working out the year before at school and was very proud of my physique. At 5'8" and 145 pounds, I had no idea that I was probably the only person impressed with my body. I ran back to Laura's house and told her I was ready. She showed me to the shed and showed me where the mower and gas were. She had changed while I was out and was now wearing a very short pair of cut off shorts and a tank top. Her son was at his aunt's house, playing with his cousins. She told me she was going to do some gardening, and as she bent over in the shed looking for some gardening tools, I couldn't help but admire her big round ass, the bottom of which was hanging blatantly out of her shorts. I was probably drooling as I went out and started mowing. Something I had never given any thought to was just how big the Daniels' yard was. I was sweating profusely in no time and had my shirt off. Every once in a while I would chance a look over at Laura bent over in the garden looking just delicious. I wanted to dive head first into that ass and pussy, even though I really had no idea what I would do then.

I was about half done with the lawn when I saw Laura motioning me over. I shut off the engine in time to hear her say "let's take a break. do you want some lemonade?" I agreed and followed her into the house. As I sat down at the kitchen table, Laura asked me if I had been working out. I was more than a little pleased and tried vainly to hide it. "Just a little" I replied. "It shows" she said "You've got a very nice body." I'm sure I blushed, and since I didn't know what do say, I said "thanks, so do you." Laura laughed a little and thanked me as I turned a deeper shade of red. She handed me my lemonade and I drank it in one long pull. I started to get up but she stopped me. "Hold on a minute. Here's a damp towel. Why don't you wipe yourself off a little." I did and she mentioned that she hoped I wasn't getting burned. I figured it was because I was so flustered but she ran and got some sun block and came back. Squirted some into my hands and I begain applying it to my face and arms. "Why don't I do your back." she said and before I could say anything she was rubbing lotion into my back. It felt great. Just the touch of her hands on me sent shivers through my body. As she rubbed it in, she told me I had nice shoulders and I thanked her. I kind of slumped down in the kitchen chair and noticed that my dick was starting to produce a tent. Laura was talking about something while rubbing my shoulders and arms and I just stared at my crotch willing it to go down. Instead it continued slowly to grow. Laura was rubbing my arms all the way down to my forearms and her breasts were pressed firmly against my back. My cock was straining at my shorts and I was sure she would see it. I realized I could hear her talking right next to my ear as her hands worked their way across my chest and down my stomach. "....It looks like you have a really nice cock" she said. I would have fallen out of the chair if she hadn't been holding me tight to her chest. I could only say I was sorry, but Laura laughed and said there was nothing to be sorry about. She pulled my chair out and came around and straddled my cock pushing her big tits into my face.

I was pretty much paralyzed as Laura ground her fat pussy on my throbbing prick. It hurt and felt so awesome at the same time. She asked me if I liked looking at her and I nodded yes. She told me that she liked me looking at her and she wanted to do something special for me. I think I kind of nodded some more. In one quick motion she removed her tank top and her huge tits fell out. I was completely speechless. She wagged them in front of me and I watched them swing back and forth. Finally, of their own accord, my hands moved up to cup them and I began to massage them. My dick was spasming and jerking and I leaned in to take one of her big chubby nipples in my mouth. Laura moaned a little and rubbed my shoulders and the back of my head. I couldn't believe it. I chewed heartily on first one nipple then the other, all the while massaging her beautiful melons. When I got up the courage to move my hands down to her ass she stopped me. "Let's not move too fast." she said. Instead she slid down to the floor and unzipped my pants. My entire body was trembling with anticipation as she pulled my shorts and underwear all the way down to my ankles. Resting her big tits on my thighs, she took my cock in her hands and admired it. Pre cum was oozing out of it and it looked like it might explode at any moment. Her mouth kind of hung slack as she stared at it. Now I've never been all that big, just average at 6".......6 1/2" if I measure it right, but she looked at it like it was the biggest thing she'd ever seen. Vic, she told me, had a very small penis and she had been thirsting for something bigger for years. As she slid it into her warm wet mouth, I immediately felt myself beginning to cum. I clenched my ass and held it for as long as I could, which was maybe 20 to 30 seconds and she bobbed her head up and down on my cock, before I exploded with the most intense orgasm I had ever had. She kind of gagged and then kept on sucking as I pumped the proverbial gallons into her mouth. I felt bad, as I was sure she hadn't intended for me to cum in her mouth and began to apologize. She just licked her lips and laughed. "You're going to have to stop apologizing to me." "Sorry." I said. She laughed again.

We got cleaned up and went outside to finish the yard. I was staring more openly now at Laura's fine figure. For her part, she seemed to be working it pretty hard. She would bend way over everytime I passed by with the mower so I could see her jean shorts push up into her ass and pussy, outlined by the edges of her white cotton panties with just a bit of dark curly hair peeking out. My mind was racing over what had already happened and couldn't wait to find out what was next as I flew around the yard. I practically ran the last couple strips before I shut off the mower and put it in the shed. "Wow, that was fast!" Laura said as I joined her up by the house. "You want to come in and pick up where we left off?" she asked. Boy did I! We went in and I immediately grabbed her and pulled her to me. I threw my tongue into her mouth and tried to reach the back of her throat. I wanted to be inside of her in every way I could imagine. To my delight she kissed me back just as hard and we shuffled into the kitchen awkwardly as we both frantically squeezed, grabbed and caressed each other's bodies.

Coming up for air, Laura gasped that she wanted me to join her in the bathroom and we ran up the stairs. "Shower with me." she said. She was calling all the shots and that was ok with me. We both stripped at the same time and I was treated to a view of her luscious body. She had a little paunch but it was smooth and tan and her pussy was thickly tangled with coarse black hair. I began salivating just looking at her as she stepped into the shower. We resumed our lip lock immediately while we soaped each others bodies up. My cock was pressed into her belly as I reached down to soap her ass. Laura loved it as I slid my hand in and out of her plump ass crack. She kissed me deeply and rubbed her huge tits against my stomach. Feeling sufficiently clean, we dried off and she led me to the bedroom. Laura asked me if I had ever gone down on a woman before and I said no but I was willing to try. She grinned and spread out on the bed. I got between her legs and she instructed me as I lapped at her pussy. Her clit was huge and she was highly orgasmic. Her hips shook and she thrust her pelvis at me as she had orgasm after orgasm. Finally she said "No more." I pulled away and laid down next to her. I massaged her boobs for several minutes, telling her how great they were. She told me to go ahead and straddle her chest and fuck them if I wanted to. I couldn't believe it. Before she could change her mind, I was on top of her with my dick already hard between her tits. "Spit on them." she told me and I drooled on my dick and between her tits. Laura pushed them together and my cock disappeared. I started to slide between her big pillowy boobs and she moaned as I thumbed her chubby nipples. I was pushing hard and you could just see the head of my cock sliding out of the top of her cleavage with each thrust. My balls were scraping across her soft belly and I loved the feeling. Laura propped her head up on a pillow so she could see my cock in her cleavage and began first to lick it as it poked out and then to open her mouth and suck it quickly before it disappeared. This was more than I could handle visually and I shot a load as I pushed hard between her tits. cum splattered on her collar bone, her chin and her left eye as I shook. We stared into each others eyes as she scraped herself clean with her fingers and fed it all into her eager mouth. We kissed then and I could taste my own cum as we swirled it around in her mouth.

"Are you going to have enough energy left to fuck me?" she asked brazenly. Being young it didn't take much and just the suggestion of sex seemed to do the trick. I wagged my already growing cock at her and said I couldn't wait. Kneeling between her legs, I watched in awe as my cock slid easily into her warm pussy. I began thrusting my hips fast and she told me to slow down. Stopping me she started to push her hips at me in a slow gyrating motion. When I thought I had it she stopped and let me thrust and gyrate slowly into her slickening cunt. She was moaning low and deep from her belly as she pressed her tits together and played with the nipples. Her lets were in the air forming a v and all of this was well beyong anything my young mind could encompass. Before she could stop me, I was bucking furiously again and shooting inside of her. She wasn't mad though. As she patted my bare ass she said, "Its's ok, there's plenty of time baby." I relaxed on top of her and laid there until my dick wilted up inside her and slid out of it's own accord.

I rolled on my back and laid there for a while. Laura asked me to eat her out again and I did. Her pussy was growing more swollen from all this action but her juices continued to flow copiously. I sucked and licked her fat pussy to another orgasm. She squeezed my head like a vice between her short muscular legs and shoved her hairy bush in my face. Rolling me on my back she started sucking my limp cock back to life. In just a few short seconds, I was hard agian and Laura climbed on top of me and slowly lowered her dripping pussy over my aching pole. As I lay there, she set up her own rhythm and I just watched contentedly as she slid up and down. Her tits bounced lightly, pressed as they were between her arms. Laura was squatting over me and I think she was getting a little tired because she decided to turn around and let me help support her as she started slamming down harder on my cock. Her big soft ass was slamming relentlessly on my abdomen as. I palmed her pillowy mounds. She leaned heavily against me and my arms were getting tired, but I didn't want her to stop. The coarse hairs around her pussy were rubbing at my dick like a brillo pad and it hurt but still I didn't want it to stop. I could feel the walls of her pussy convulsing around my shaft and it was delightful. Laura was moaning loud and saying dirty things like "That's it baby, fuck my little cunt. Make me cum, that's it." Her cunt was spasming almost continuously now and her ass was quaking in my hands. I watched her whole body tighten up as I lost control myself and spilled whatever was left of my balls into her hungy cunt. She practically screamed in extacy as her wetness spilled out around the base of my prick. Climbing off of me, we laid there with her tits mashed up against my chest and side.

From then on, I was at Laura's house every chance I got, pumping away at her mat, meaty pussy. She tought me everything she knew and I drank it up. It turns out that Vic knew about us. They had talked about it before the first time and had agreed that I would be the one. At first, sometimes, Vic would hide in a closet and watch us while he jerked off. Eventually as we both became comfortable, he began to watch and masturbate openly and it added fire to my performance. This happened maybe once or twice a week. Laura and I were fucking almost every day, sometimes a quicky and sometimes, like on saturdays we would lay in bed for hours, or if Eric (the son) was out, all over the house. Laura wanted to be double teamed and when we had beed screwing for a couple of months and Vic was a regular next to the bed she asked if I would do it. I already liked having Vic watch and thought it might be ok. So one Sunday morning, they sent Eric to his aunt's house to play with his cousin and we did it. Laura nelt between us and sucked both our cocks alternately as she jerked us off, then she got on her knees on the bed and Vick got behind her and I fed my cock into her hungry mouth. She was sucking hard and each time Vic slammed into her quivering ass, she would swallow my cock whole and her chin would tickle my balls. We were all loving this and it didn't take long before we were all ready to come. Laura wanted us both to cum on her face and tits and got back down on the floor in front of us. Vic and I masturbated urgently and shot long ropey streams of jiz all over her face and tits. Laura rubbed it all over her tits and licked her fingers. It was awesome. Later, she started getting into anal and eventually we took turns fucking her ass and pussy simultaneously.

For several years, this went on. I hardly dated at all in highschool and even when I went to college, I found that most of the girls weren't very experienced and I had to teach them everything. I always managed to find time to visit Laura when I was getting too frustrated. They moved out of the stated when I was 24 and I haven't seen them since. I still think about Laura's short fleshy little body with her huge tits and meaty thighs.

-the end-

Kissy Kat

Kissy Kat was her CB handle, or nickname. Kissy Kat was 5’2” tall, with shoulder-length blonde hair, and as cute as they come. She was slightly on the plump side which contributed to her having a great set of tits. She was twenty-years-old, and we dated frequently. Maybe, too frequently.

Since my divorce a couple of years earlier, I had imposed some rules on myself. One of them was not to get too serious with anyone I dated.

Kissy was a gentle lover that liked to be screwed slow and easy. That is, until she was about to cum. Then she went wild. While she was cuming, all I had to do was hug her tight and hang on for the ride. She did the rest. Riding Kissy while she came was as close to a sexual thrill ride as I’ve ever had. Mechanical rodeo bulls had nothing on this little gal’s ride.

Kissy was always made herself available to me. Even when she was on her period, she’d eagerly give me a blow job. It was during one of those times of her month that Kissy let me know how much she liked having her tits fucked.

She would lay on her back and press her firm ample tits around my cock. I happily stroked my cock between them. She licked at my cock’s head every time it came near her mouth. When I came, Kissy would hold my cock between her tits and suck it’s head like the top of a straw.

Many a night she’d call when she got off work at midnight, and asked if she could come over. She worked at a nationally known electronics factory on the far side of our city. It took her nearly an hour to drive to my place from work.

Her job kept her on her feet most of the evenings. So, Kissy’s legs and back were frequently sore or cramped. She loved my long, slow, massages. She especially like getting her legs and feet rubbed, and I enjoyed working out the kinks in her cramped legs.

I was very tired, when Kissy called one night. I told her I was going to bed, but she could still come over, if she liked. I told her to let herself in, help herself to something to drink, get naked, and climb in bed with me.

About 1:15 AM, I stirred to the sound of her opening my door. The light of a full moon was streaming in my bedroom window. It bathed the entire room in soft light. Without moving, I watched Kissy slowly strip. She was such a lovely creature in that soft light. Her young sizable tits showed little sign of sagging. Her belly and ass had enough fat to make her soft, cuddly, and nicely rounded.

When she finished undressing, Kissy quietly got in bed, put her head on my shoulder, and snuggled up to me. When I didn’t reach out to her, she reached down, and stroked my dick until it was almost fully erect. She then went down and sucked me to a full hard-on. During her oral work, I started rubbing her back and shoulders.

“Lay still, and let me do the work tonight.” Kissy softly told me. She then turned, straddled me, and lowered her pussy down on my hard dick. Slowly and repeatedly, she raised and lowered her body on my cock. As she picked up the pace, I reached up and fondled her tits. Then, she surprised me. Instead of humping wildly as we both began to cum, she shoved her pussy down tightly on my cock, and sort of quivered for about thirty seconds.

Now, that was something pleasantly different.

After dating Kissy for a few months, she began breaking my dating ground rules. One night, as we lay cuddling after sex, she said she loved me. She had been getting more and more possessive, and wanted me to see her, exclusively. I tried nicely, several times, to remind her of my divorce and self-imposed dating rules. I even picked a fight and cussed her a couple of times in hopes she’d get the idea. It didn’t work.

I didn’t need, or want, a steady girlfriend at that time. She said she understood, but continued to put pressure on me to commit to dating only her.

When she started dropping by without calling, I, reluctantly, came to the conclusion I had to do something rather drastic to cool Kissy Kat's ardor. I didn’t want to hurt her, but she was giving me no other choice.

One Saturday afternoon a couple of buddies had come over to watch a college football game on TV. As expected, Kissy Kat called and wanted to come over. I rudely told explained my day to her. “I’m watching a ball game with some friends, but, if you want to come over, get fucked during half-time, and then leave, come on.”

Then it hit me. I knew how I was going to
discourage Kissy Kat. I would share her with my buddies. The guys agreed that, if she didn’t want to be shared, they would not force her. If she agreed, we could all have a good time, and see just how much cock and cum her pussy could take.

About forty-five minutes later, Kissy arrived. I handed her a beer and spoke to her loudly so my buddies could hear. “Go on back to the bedroom and get undressed. It’s almost halftime. I’ll be back to fuck ya in a few minutes.”

About fifteen minutes later, it was half time of the football game. I went back to my bedroom. When I opened the door, I found Kissy laying just as I had instructed her. She was naked on the bed with her legs spread ready to fuck. With just enough foreplay to get her wet, I climbed on, and fucked her until I came. As I rolled off her, I patted her ass and said. “Don’t move! I’ll be right back.”

After taking a piss, I returned to my bedroom. Kissy was still laying naked with her legs spread. “Beautiful! Hold on! Don’t move! There’s more to cum.” I told her again.

I then went to my living room. We flipped a coin to see which of my buddies would be the first to try his luck with Kissy. The winner was again told, and he agreed, not to force her. With a big grin, and a hard-on to match, he headed for my bedroom.

Over the TV, I heard Kissy yell. “What the hell are you doing here?”

With a chuckle, my buddy replied. “I’m here to get some pussy! We’re going to share you and give you one hell of an afternoon of fucking.”

“Like hell you are! Get the fuck out!” Kissy screamed at him.

My buddy came high-tailing it back down my hallway laughing his ass off. “I guess she’s not interested in sharing!” He said, while buckling his belt.

He was rapidly followed by one pissed-off, half-dressed, Kissy Kat. As she ran out the door, she looked at me and yelled. “Fuck you too, you bastard!”

I really did hate hurting Kissy Kat like that, but she never bothered me again. If only she hadn’t gotten so possessive, so quickly.

About a year later, I met a gal named Terri. Six months after that, Terri and I were married. Kissy Kat just wanted to move too quickly from being a date to a steady girlfriend. Too bad!

-the end-

Lingerie Salesman

Cindy looked in the mirror and after staring at her out sized form for several seconds, broke down in tears as her rolls of fat began shaking gently in time with her sobs!!! While she wasn’t really tall, she packed a very hefty two hundred fifty five p?}?ounds on her large boned frame, and as she sobbed away, her huge breasts, that hung nearly to her waist jiggled back and forth as the tears rolled down her cheeks all the way down to her nipples!!! It had be so long since she’d had a man that she once joked to herself that she wondered what a cock even looked like or whether man had evolved into something else!!! Well, maybe it hadn’t been long enough to have had evolution take over, but it had been at least three years since she’d even had a date, so as she had just turned thirty five, she was just reaching her sexual apex with no prospects for finding a partner in sight!!! She was just about to hop in the shower when the front doorbell rang, and after hesitating on whether to answer it or not, she finally threw on a robe and headed down the stairs to answer it!!! As the large door swung open she was greeted by a pleasant looking young man who must have been in his early twenties who fairly stammered, “A-are you the lady of the house!?!” “Yes, yes,” she replied impatiently, “what is it, I’m really in a hurry!?!” She could sense immediately that he was very uncomfortable, and her demeanor softened somewhat as he stumbled on, “Well uh, you see, I represent the Acme Lingerie Company, and we have the finest line of fine lingerie made in America today, and if I could just take a minute of your time I’m sure that it will be time well spent!!!” After giving him another once over she asked gently, “Isn’t this really a job for a woman, I mean this is kind of a personal type item you’re selling!?!” “That’s true,” he quickly replied, “but there weren’t enough women to fill all the positions available, and since I couldn’t find another job of any kind, well, you get the picture!!!” “Knowing that the chances of him having anything even resembling something in her size was remote, she took pity on the young man and asked him in!!!

They both sat down on the sofa, and immediately he went into his spiel about the wonder?}?ful qualities of his product when Cindy interrupted him and asked, “Since we’re going to be together for a few minutes, how about giving me your name, my name’s Cindy!?!” “Oh my,” he replied slightly red faced, “my name’s Zak, Zak Richmond!!!” Cindy stuck her hand out and offered easily, “Well it’s nice to meet you Zak, now as you were saying………….” “Uh, yeah,” he went on, “Acme Lingerie is the best in the world, and just to show you what I mean, take a look at this!!!” Cindy sat there a little bit bemused as Zak pulled out a tiny pair of bikini panties as he extolled the virtues of his product!!! After he was finished he asked, “So, what do you think, aren’t these just about the best made and most attractive panties you’ve ever seen in your life, I mean they have quality written all over them!?!” Cindy took the panties from Zak’s hand, and after feeling the smoothness of the material replied gently, “They’re very nice, Zak, but I’m afraid we have a little problem here!!!” “What’s that,” he asked, “they come in all the popular colors!?!” “It’s not the color,” she replied, “it’s the size, and if you haven’t noticed, I’m a pretty big girl, and for me to get into something this small would be impossible, I’m sorry, but that’s just that way it is!!!”

Zak eyed the doe eyed woman seated next to him, and she was right, she was a rather large person, but not to be deterred he offered, “I’m sure that I have something that is your size, just let me check my stock!!!” He rummaged around inside of his case for a minute, and after pulling out the largest pair of panties he could find, he handed to them to her hopefully and asked, “Do you think these might do the trick!?!” “Zak,” she said softly, “I don’t think so, but just to prove it to you, I’ll give them a try,” and then with his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, she calmly stood up and slipped off her bathrobe, revealing an expanse of flesh that nearly took his breath away!!! She took the black pair of over?}?sized bikinis from his shaking hand, and with a great deal of difficulty tried tugging them up over her ample thighs, until when they were finally in place, they almost looked like a thong on her fat jiggling ass!!! “See,” she said softly, “they’re way too small, what did I tell you!?!” Zak just sat there with the sweat popping out all over his forehead, and while his mouth was moving, no sound was coming out!!! Sensing that she had him in her thrall, Cindy stepped directly in front of the stunned young man, and after gently taking his head in her pudgy arms, she pulled him into the two giant pillows that were her breasts, and with a slight cooing sound induced him to suckle at one of her big hard nipples!!!

“Oh, baby,” she said with a sigh, “mmmm, yes, do mama’s nipple for her, suck it harder, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyy that’s nice!!!” Zak was still in a state of complete shock at the surrealistic turn on events, because never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he would have bee so aroused by a woman who could only be described as fat!!! But incredibly, here he was nursing at the biggest and fattest tits he had ever seen, and the harder he sucked, the harder he got!!! For Cindy on the other hand, it was a case of just relishing the sensation of being close to a man again, and even if he was just a pup, what he lacked in technique he made up for it in spades with enthusiasm!!! Her huge hair covered pussy was now literally gushing, and even though she was turned on to the max, she could still feel a little rivulet of cunt juice running down the inside of her thick thigh!!! Zak couldn’t get enough of the big nipple, but reluctantly he released it from his lips as she pushed him down onto his back, and with eyes as big as saucers, watched in awe as she lowered her magnificent hairpie onto his gaping mouth!!!

At first a stab of terror rushed through him, as he was certain that he would be smothered to death between Cindy’s fat thighs, but as?}? luck would have it, his nose was just exposed enough to allow for easy breathing, so with total abandon, his tongue slithered up and down her wide open crack until it came to rest upon her unbelievably ripe clit, whereupon he bored in on it viciously until she was cumming like the bitch in heat that she was!!! Cupping her huge chest and pulling a hot nipple to her mouth, she ground her pussy into Zak’s mouth while nipping and sucking on her oversized nub as the most incredible orgasm he had ever had waylaid into her cunt like a hurricane hitting land!!! With all of her strength having been sapped from her body, she slumped over and landed on her back wit her legs spread wide apart, and while she was most definitely out of it, he was hard as a rock and ready to go, so as she lay there trying to recover from her gut wrenching orgasm, he was almost frantically ripping off his trousers while taking his place between her thighs!!!

Through her sexually induced fog she realized that he was going to fuck her, but she was still so far gone that she just smiled contentedly and let him have his way with her!!! He ran his dick head up and down the length of her gaping cunt, and after having slipped the head inside of her, he grabbed her by her ample hips, and when he was all set and ready to go, lunged forward, driving his manhood balls deep inside of the burning cauldron that was her pussy, inducing her to climax once again even before he had the chance to make another stroke!!! She began mewling like an injured puppy as he rammed in and out of her with ruthless abandon, and as climax after climax raged through her, his own orgasm was building inside of his nut sack, and as he passed the point of no return, his blue steel pecker spamsed hard several times before spewing out load after load of cum, deep inside of her well fucked pussy!!! Now they were both shot, totally and completely spent from the marathon fuck session they had just completed, and in their state of se?}?xual euphoria, Zak collapsed on top of the hot pussied plumper and fell fast asleep with a fat nipple in his mouth!!!

Hours later when he opened his eyes, he could still feel the rhythmic breathing of the still sleeping Cindy beneath, and quietly as a mouse, he slipped off of her and got dressed!!! When he was finally all packed up and ready to go, he scribbled a thank you note on a piece of paper with a promise, “………and I’ll check and see if we carry any of the larger sizes, and even if we don’t, I’ll be back to tomorrow for a another session, Zak!!!”

-the end-

Cumslut In Training

Rodney watched as the car pulled out of his driveway, taking his wife to the airport and on to her parents’ house for a full month. He would miss her but was also secretly reveling in his new-found, if temporary, freedom. He thought of sleeping in on the weekend without being nagged about this or that, being able to walk around in his boxers if it suited him and drinking the milk straight from the carton without fear of reprimand. But mostly, Rodney was looking forward to watching a lot of porn and putting a long-brewing plan into action. Kirsten, his wife’s best friend, had promised to look after him a bit and make sure he ate right (his wife’s words, not his – as far as he was concerned, pizza and beer were perfectly fine). Kirsten was not unlike his wife: a bit of a plumper with perfectly milky, smooth skin and a loud personality. But Rodney liked his women big and loud – the louder the better – and he was looking forward to spending a lot of time with Kirsten and getting to know her a lot better than she knew he was planning to.

When Kirsten came around that night with a casserole she’d prepared for Rodney, he’d just finished showering and was lazing around in shorts and a well-worn t-shirt. No point in dressing up – Kirsten and his wife had been inseparable since they’d first met 5 years ago, and the two couples were equally laid-back and comfortable around each other. Kirsten’s husband was a bit of a geek in Rodney’s book, and he could never quite figure out how Kirsten’s huge personality didn’t completely eclipse that of her meek husband. Rodney shuddered to think of the lackluster sex life that, he was sure, couldn’t hope to fulfill what he assumed to be Kirsten’s deprived and depraved sexual cravings. A few times, when the four of them had gone on a bender and Kirsten had too much to drink, she’d offered some choice confessions that no one repeated later but that were certainly not forgotten. From those little snippets, it was easy to understand that her husband didn’t perform often or well, and that Kirsten was on the brink of sexual starvation.

Well, Rodney would certainly take of that while his wife was away. He’d been fantasizing about Kirsten and jerking off thinking about her for a while now, and he knew that the opportunity was too good to pass up. Even better: Kirsten’s husband was away on business for at least a week, so the timing couldn’t have been better. It was a hot summer evening and Kirsten’s tank top and shorts clung to her voluptuous body in a way that made Rodney want to just take her right then and there. Barely able to restrain himself as she put the casserole dish onto the kitchen table, he let his eyes roam all over her body while she busied herself in the kitchen. His cock was started to throb, eager to fill a tight wet hole. Her round ass cheeks were straining against the thin fabric of her shorts, and while he knew that some men didn’t appreciate a full-figured woman the way he did, Rodney couldn’t help but marvel at the toned thighs and firmness that were so snugly encased in her shorts. The baby pink tank top Kirsten was wearing left little to the imagination, not because it was unusually short or tight but because Kirsten had evidently also just had a shower before coming over. Her long wavy hair cascaded down her back in damp ringlets and the tank top clung to every inch of her body. Her breasts – oh to touch those gorgeous, ripe white tits! – were prominent under the pink fabric, large but firm with hard nipples that could make a man cry from aching need.

But Rodney had a plan, and there was no point in rushing to the finish line before he could even enjoy the moment. He feasted his eyes on Kirsten until they sat down together to eat. She asked him if Tara had arrived safely at her parents’ house; he chit-chatted about doing some maintenance to the house while his wife was away. After they were done eating, Kirsten got up to do the dishes and made a move to put her hair into a bun. Rodney reached out and stopped her hand mid-air. “Don’t.” he said, looking straight at her. She didn’t say anything, and the air seemed to shift as she nervously laughed and made another attempt to put up her hair. This time, Rodney took her arm down firmly. “I said don’t.” She looked at him a little confused. He closed the space between them and was now close enough to her to smell the floral scent of her shampoo. Kirsten looked apprehensive now and attempted to take a step backwards, but Rodney stopped her, pulled her towards him instead. He leaned into her and soaked in the sweet, damp smell of her freshly washed hair and skin while his hand traveled down her back and found the ass he’d been admiring not too long ago. “Rodney, don’t…” Kirsten whispered. In that moment he knew that, whatever fantasies he’d had about her, she’d had about him. He pulled her tightly against him, both his hands now firmly squeezing her ass. “Please, Rodney, don’t!” Kirsten said again, now a little more desperate in tone. She tried to pry herself out of his embrace but she was no match for his strength.

Without a word, Rodney pulled them towards the bedroom. Everything was falling into place and he couldn’t wait to get Kirsten out of her clothes, to let his eyes feast on her entire body. But Kirsten wasn’t about to play along, and she pushed him away and glared at him. “What are you doing?” she asked him, her voice ripe with confrontation. Another man might have back-pedaled desperately at this point, but to Rodney this was like the icing on the cake: he knew he would have her, one way or another, and seeing her feisty personality surface only made him want her more. “You know exactly what I’m doing, Kirsten – and you know you want it.” He said matter-of-factly. Kirsten gave him a dirty look and said: “I can’t believe you would do this to Tara! You’re disgusting.” And with that, she turned to leave – but Rodney was too quick and blocked the door, preventing her from leaving the house. “Where do you think you’re going? I didn’t say you could leave.” The stare-down lasted only for a fleeting moment, as Rodney’s gaze became menacing and Kirsten realized that this was a side of him she hadn’t seen before – a side that made her shiver with a sense of foreboding. He started walking towards her, and with each step he took, she took one backwards. Eventually he’d backed her all the way to the bedroom, and her eyes spun around wildly as she realized that she was now exactly where he’d wanted her. “This is ridiculous, I’m going home.” She said with confidence she no longer felt, but made no attempt to leave. Something in Rodney’s eyes scared her. She’d never known him to be violent – except maybe when he had a few too many drinks in him or someone tried to hit on his woman – but suddenly she wasn’t so sure she knew him at all. She took a few steps back and found herself against the wall. Rodney closed the bedroom door – an unnecessary act, since no one would come by the house and it was isolated enough that there was no one within earshot to hear anything.

“Take off your clothes.” He said simply. Kirsten was like a deer caught in headlights and just started at him. Rodney was getting impatient – his raging hard-on was now straining painfully against his shorts, and he decided to take them off. His cock jumped out of its prison, thick and erect, pointing, it seemed, directly at its intended target. Kirsten, who had never seen a black cock before, stared at Rodney as if he’d just grown a second head out of his neck. “Take of your clothes, bitch!” Rodney screamed at her, tired of waiting. Kirsten, still mesmerized by what was undoubtedly the largest, thickest dick she’d ever seen, slinked out of her clothes without further protest. “Now get down on your knees and suck me!” he ordered, and when Kirsten didn’t move, Rodney slapped her face – hard. For a moment he was almost sorry when her eyes welled up, but the slap produced the desired result: without a word Kirsten obediently got down in front of him. But before she could even attempt to give Rodney the blow job he was craving, he’d wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled back her head sharply. She winced – oh how beautiful she looked, her back arched as he painfully pulled on her hair – and she opened her mouth in what would’ve probably been a yelp, had Rodney not seized the moment and shoved his enormous fuckmeat between her cherry red lips. Kirsten’s eyes bulged as she clearly struggled with the large cock in her mouth, but Rodney didn’t care anymore. His hips started moving as if they had a mind of their own, and he proceeded to fuck her face while pushing her head deep into his crotch. His loud groans were almost animal-like, while Kirsten struggled not to choke on his cock. Dark streaks ran down her face where her tears melted her makeup, and Rodney couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She looked like a perfect little cumslut to him, and he knew that it would be a long, long night for both of them.

A loud groan escaped his mouth as Rodney emptied his cock down Kirsten’s throat. She gagged and fell backwards, cum pouring out of her mouth in thick streams as she gasped for air. She drew her legs up against her body in a fetal position and sobbed quietly. Rodney knelt next to her and pulled her towards him, brushing her hair from her face. She looked at him, scared and clearly upset, and he was both excited and angry. But he knew that he had to be patient with her – after all, that limp-dicked husband of hers had probably never given her a good fuck. He wiped the tears from her cheek and said: “You know you wanted this. You know it’s what you need.” She let her head sink in resignation and said, barely above a whisper, “I know.”

TO BE CONTINUED