A Big Love
It was a Saturday night and I was preparing to go out with
a group of friends. Among them was Lacey, a women I'd
been friends with for four years.
She's 37 and although she has an incredibly beautiful
face perfect eyes and a gorgeous smile I'd never
been attracted to her simply because she was a 'larger'
woman. I guess I was more affected by cultural stereotypes
than I'd realised. Like a lot of bigger women, she wore
baggy clothes that hid her body.
However, that Saturday night she had a bag slung over her
shoulder. The strap angled down between her breasts and
the weight of the bag meant that her top was pulled tight
over the contours of her body. Looking at her that night,
I had an epiphany. Lust surged through me as I was transfixed
by the sight of her big breasts jutting out.
As we played pool that night, I flirted with her openly.
We always had quite a playful relationship, so I made sure
she knew something was different. I kept moving my body
against hers and eventually she certainly noticed. As
the evening drew to a close, I offered her a ride home and
she gratefully accepted.
When we got to her house, on a quiet street, we parked under
a tree and began to talk. After about half an hour of chit-chat,
the conversation turned to love, lust and sex. We talked
about our recent relationships and the way we both couldn't
seem to find someone decent.
It's harder for me though, she said.
Why? I asked.
Look at me, she said, a trifle bitterly.
You're beautiful, Lacey, I told her.
Just my face? Or my body too?
Well, I said hesitantly, I can say
your face with certainty. But I've only caught glimpses
of your body. And I've gotta say, those glimpses leave
me wanting more.
Really? she said, a touch of color creeping
into her face.
I told her about how I'd felt when I'd seen her top
stretched over her body, the instant rush of desire that
had overwhelmed me. She still didn't seem convinced,
so I leaned over and kissed her. She responded with such
passion I was surprised. She later told me that she'd
wanted me for a while before that night, and in the lust that
was released in that first kiss, I saw that.
We kissed hungrily, tasting lips and teeth and tongues.
Eventually she pulled away. She unzipped her vest and then
pulled up her top, revealing her breasts in her bra. They
were enormous. I'd never seen anything so sexy. She
noticed the obvious bulge in my pants, my raging hardon
wanting release. She reached behind and unhooked her bra,
letting her huge mounds fall free.
I almost came right then and there. Instead, I controlled
myself and grabbed onto her delicious tits.
I weighed them
with my hands, feeling their heft. I squeezed them together
roughly and feasted my eyes on the expanse of creamy cleavage
I saw. My thumbs moved over her large nipples, stimulating
them until they stood straight out.
Her response was to reach down and undo the button of my pants,
unzipping them and then snaking a hand into my boxers to
grasp my shaft. She wrapped her hand around it and tugged
up roughly, squeezing my cockhead teasingly.
I want you, I said urgently, all of
you.
Let's go inside, she said.
She pulled her top down and I tugged my pants up and we headed
for the house. Inside, we went straight to her bedroom and
collapsed down onto her queen size bed. We undressed each
other quickly, until I was naked and she was just in her panties.
We were kissing, but I quickly broke the kiss to lick and
nibble my way down to her neck, heading eagerly for the beautiful
swells of her breasts.
I sucked mouthfuls of flesh in, biting gently. My hands
roamed all over the gorgeous expanse of flesh, touching
and licking every inch of titflesh. She loved me squeezing
roughly, taking as much of her breasts into my hands as possible
and gripping hard.
She loved my curling my tongue around her nipples, me taking
them between my teeth and flicking my tonguetip rapidly
over them.
I kept all this up as I slipped one hand down the
front of her panties. I got a shock. She was shaved silky
smooth and my fingers slipped helplessly over her hairless
mound to press against her opening.
She was already sopping wet. I traced my fingertips along
her thighs, brushing against her pussy lips and took one
slowly up her slit to tease over her clitoris with my fingertip.
She moaned, bucking her hips against my touch.
I want to suck your cock, Steve, she said.
I want to feel it in my mouth.
Only if you let me taste your cunt at the same time,
Lacey I said back, giving her left breast a hard squeeze.
Her answer was a sexy gasp. We changed positions, me lowering
my cock over her mouth and ducking my own head down to her
smooth pussy. She started by licking sexily up and down
my rock-hard shaft, flicking her tongue over my cockhead.
I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and delicately slithered
my tongue into her.
The urgent movement of her hips begged for more intense
contact and I obliged, spreading her wide and taking a longing
look at the glistening pink before I buried my face into
her. I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could go, curling and
flexing it inside her.
She wrapped her lips tightly around my cock and began to
fuck her face with my cock.
Her tongue danced over my throbbing
erection as she took me deep into her mouth. She got more
of me into her mouth than any woman ever had before and I loved
it. I could feel her throat muscles contracting and relaxing
around my cockhead as she lavished attention on my manhood.
I was alternating between rubbing the flat of my tongue
over her clit and vigorously fucking her with as much of
my tongue as I could fit when all of a sudden she stopped.
Fuck me, she said. Fuck me now, Steve.
I want to fuck you.
I love a woman who takes charge. In seconds, she was guiding
my cock into her hot cunt. I loved the feelings, the sensation
of my cock spreading her pussy lips, stretching her wide.
The exquisite feeling of my cock filling her tight wet cunt
drove me wild. I started fucking her, with slow hard strokes,
moving out so just my cockhead was nestled into her and then
with one swift movement, ramming my cock into her so the
entire length was embedded into her slick pussy.
Again, after a few minutes of that, she interrupted me.
She rolled me over, all the while not letting her pussy slide
off me. Then she began to ride me. I will never forget it.
It was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen, her enormous
breasts bouncing as she impaled herself on my cock over
and over.
God, I love this, Lacey said.
I love
having your big cock in me. You like my tight little cunt?
You like it sliding up and down you, Steve? Yessss, fuck
me harder, yes yes yes.
I reached up and grabbed hold of her swinging breasts, gripping
onto them tight.
Fuck, I'm going to come, she gasped.
I pinched her nipples, holding them tight. She reached
one hand down and began to rub her clit while she fucked me.
I tugged one nipple, pulling on it. I could feel my orgasm
fast approaching, my cock stiffening and quivering.
Fuck yesssss, she hissed, ram that
cock into me, Steve. Fucking come into me.
Fuck me, I moaned back to her, ride
my cock, you look so fucking gorgeous.
We came simultaneously, or as close as possible, her velvety
wet cunt milking my cock as it spasmed, shooting hot streams
of semen into her. I pulled her down to me, sucking her breast
eagerly, prolonging her sensations. I felt like my whole
body was alight with desire.
Afterwards, as we lay beside each other, sated, she seemed
to become shy again.
I loved it, I told her, kissing her thighs,
her belly, her breasts, her neck, her lips.
She smiled down at me. I slid one finger inside her again,
feeling my come and hers mixed.
I could think you were just saying it to be nice,
Lacey told me, as she reached down and began to stroke my
cock, already getting hard again.
But this has the deciding vote.