I have to admit that for a long period of my life I was prejudiced against overweight women. I used to think the acronym "BBW" was ridiculous, but now I realize how completely wrong I was. For most of my adult life I had gravitated toward average and athletic women when it came to sexual attraction, as that is what the media bombards our brains with as the ideal of femininity. That all changed for me after meeting a woman online. Her name was Kate, and she's changed the way I look at women.
Kate had replied to an ad I had on a singles website and we began chatting online. She was in a loveless marriage and had not had sex in over 3 years. We talked about everything under the sun, but our chats eventually lead to cybersex. We finally decided to meet in person to see if we had chemistry away from the computer terminal.
We had exchanged pictures, but shortly before we were to meet Kate confided that the pictures she had sent me were taken several years ago and that she had gained weight since then. I told her that it didn't matter to me (since that was the politically correct response) and that I wanted to go ahead with our scheduled meeting. I told myself that if she were really fat, then I would make up some excuse and leave early without hurting her feelings.
We agreed to meet in a local lounge for a drink after work. I got there first and found a booth in the corner. Since I had never seen her in person, I was a little concerned that I wouldn't recognize her when she arrived. When she walked in the door, I was shocked, she hadn't gained a little weight, she had gained A LOT of weight. Now I'm almost 6 feet tall and weigh close to 200 lbs, but she dwarfed me. She stood 5' 10" tall, and must have weighed almost 300 pounds. I thought to myself, there's no way this is going to work out, but I was going to be polite and act in a gentlemanly manner.
She came over to the table, and we hugged, and I could feel her massive (44EE) jugs press against my chest. We sat down next to each other in the corner booth and ordered some drinks. We chatted about mundane things and drank our drinks, and then ordered another round. As I began sipping my second gin and tonic, I began to notice how soft and creamy smooth the skin of her enormous cleavage seemed to me. Without realizing it, and much to my surprise, I could feel my cock begin to stir.
We continued to chat, and I placed my hand on her thigh. She immediately grabbed my hand, and pulled it between her legs. She wasn't wearing any panties, and she placed my hand so that my fingers were touching her slit. She was already moist, and I slid one finger then two right into her pussy while we were sitting at the table. As there were a number of people around, Kate was struggling to maintain her composure as I worked my fingers in and out her her pussy while my thumb stroked her clit. She reached over with her left hand and grabbed my cock, and in no time it was rising to the occasion.
She leaned over and said "let's get out of here", and nibbled on my earlobe before she pulled away.
We stood up, my erection stretching the front of my pants, and leading the way toward the door. As we reached the door, I opened it and stepped aside so that Kate could precede me through the door. As I began to move through the door, Kate stopped shortly and I bumped into her from behind, my cock pressing up between her massive ass cheeks, and Kate gave out a soft moan. I walked her toward her car, and when we reached it I saw that it was a Cadillac Escalade.
It was parked in a dark corner of the parking lot, and before I knew it Kate had opened the back door and was pulling me in with her. As soon as I had closed the door, Kate was fumbling with my belt and had my pants down around my ankles in no time at all. She grabbed my now throbbing member and took it into her mouth with gusto.
