I work my way down over her soft belly and under to her waist, and I gasp, "No panties!"
She quickly replies that she slid them off at her table and tucked them away in her purse, expecting to just have her dress pulled up and let me have my way with her if it were to get that far.
I push her up against the back wall of the stall, help her spread her legs wide and just start to devour her meaty pussy that was already dripping wet in anticipation for what she knew was coming. She grabs the back of my head pulling me in harder, making sure that I am able to fully taste the salty sweet flavor of her wonton pussy. Before too long she props one leg up on my shoulder allowing me better access to my before dinner cocktail.
It isn't long before she starts to let out little screams of pleasure as she starts to orgasm, her body shaking, her juices squirting.
As she finishes coming, I raise my head up to hers and passionately kiss her on the mouth, allowing her to taste the cocktail I had just drank from her.
Then I release my hold on her head and quickly turn her around, dropping back down to my knees and spreading her legs wide. She gasps as she feels my tongue trace a line up her inner thigh to her sweet pussy. I give it a good licking, then I stand up and drop my trousers, grab her waist with one hand and direct my rock hard cock with the other straight to her sopping wet pussy lips from behind. As soon as I am satisfied that I will be making my mark, I slam my cock in hard till my lap slaps her beautifully full ass. She lets out a scream of pleasure, and wiggles back onto my lap making sure that every bit is deep inside of her tight wet pussy.
I grab her waist with both hands, and start to fuck her hard from behind, the sound of her ass slapping my balls echoing throughout the restroom. She moans and screams in pleasure. Before long we both cum, and I pull her close and start to kiss her more.
Before too long we hear the panting of some other woman a few stalls down, our trist lit a fire in her loins and she really needed to take care of it. When she was done pleasing herself she opens her stall door, walks over to the sink and washes her hands. As she leaves she calls out, "You really should get a hotel room, but that is just so you have some privacy, cause it sounds like you need to continue some more. Thank you for showing me that spontaneity is still hot!" Then she walks out the door.
We gather up our clothes and redress, we exchange phone numbers, and talk about maybe getting a room for the night after we finish our dinners and she ditches her friend. Then we exit out of the restroom to our respective tables. The whole time I am at my table, I stare over at her, admiring her beauty. There is not a thing wrong with the way she looks even though she is bigger than the next woman. I think she is way more sexy than any other woman in the restaurant, and hopefully I will be able to finish the night out strong, deep inside of my BBW.