Wide

It has been a while, I know.

This one has been cooking for months. I can say I am not fully satisfied, but eventually we have to let go and accept it is what it is.

I am a huge fan of Gracie Bon, a plus sized model from Panama. She is more than an inspiration for this one.

But I like Tony and have a few ideas to expand and maybe get a few more stories of him. Who knows? For now, I hope you enjoy.

Happy reading!

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"Uhnf... yeah, just like that... fuck!" David grunted, pushing his hips up. Not that there was any way he could push any more of his cock inside her. He could feel his balls tightening as his orgasm was fast approaching. "Fuck I am going to... cum!"

"Yes babe! Yeah... fill me... fuck me." Gracie was bouncing wildly on top of him. As usual, she could barely feel his cock. But she needed it. It was a lot better than her toys and sometimes David even played with her after he came. That of course, didn't stop her from trying. She had spread herself all the way she could and was bouncing her heavy body on top of him as she was possessed. She could feel his head poking inside of her pussy and that was more than most guys that deemed her worth a fuck could actually do. Most would reach her entrance.

David shivered, feeling his balls finally emptying into her. He fucking loved fucking Gracie. Of course, he would never go out with her in public. He was not the most popular guy on campus, but he would never hear the end of it if he was seen out with a girl as fat as her.

That, of course, did not stop him from fucking her whenever possible. He loved how her fat legs weighted on him, how her belly rubbed against his body while she was riding him and how, no matter how hard he fucked him, her folds always took him. He didn't have to go slow, he didn't have to be gentle, he could fuck her with abandon. Her meaty body could always take him without problems.

His girlfriend, Jennifer, always complained about his size. Sure, he had a bigger cock, around 18cm long, and he knew he was a thick guy. And Jenny was tiny, so slim, actually did some modelling when she was in high school. But her pussy was tiny. He could barely move and she would complain. Sure, she was tight, but he enjoyed so little of it.

Now, Gracie... Gracie he could fuck. And every inch of his cock was covered in her flesh. Besides, her pussy was actually tight. Probably not many guys have the equipment to actually reach her. Those fat legs and ass were great, but to actually move past them and reach her pussy a guy had to cover a lot of way.

Still bouncing, Grace started to feel his enthusiasm diminish. Damn. She needed to cum. She started pinching her own nipples, caressing her slightly sagging tits. They were not huge as most fat girls have. She always found that was nature's cruellest joke: A fat girl with medium tits.

She was sweating. She always sweats so much when she gives this hard of a performance. Her long dark hair stuck to her brownish skin as she closed her eyes and focused on her pleasure, fighting a losing battle as the fat cock inside her started to deflate.

She finally gives up as she feels him slapping her jiggly thighs. He always did that when he wanted her to get off him. With a whimper, she moved her weight of the athletic boy, feeling his nut start to leak between her asscheeks.

"That was great, Gracie! You are the best, you know?" He smiled as he began to look for his pants and shoes.

'Yeah, sure, I am the best but you can barely stick around for 10 min after fucking me.' That was what she thought. What she said was

"Thanks, Dave. That was amazing. You know I love our time together."

"Me too, Gracie. But I am already late for my tutoring. See you Sunday?" He looked up at her pretty face. Those big brown eyes, delicious lips, high cheeks. Fuck, Grace would be such a babe if she wasn't so fat. What a waste. Even covered in sweat after a rough fuck the girl still look cute.

"I can't. I told you, I am going home Saturday. 3 Months. Sorry."

That gave him pause. Sitting on the bed, he got close to her and gave her a rare gentle kiss. He made a mental note to get more of those. Her soft lips were actually great for kissing. For the thousandth time since he began that relationship with her, he cursed the fact that she was so fat.

"Fuck, I have actually forgotten that. Damn, Gracie-girl. I will miss you."

"Will you? For real?"

"For real, babe. You know that. I really like you and we have such fun together. Will you miss me?"

"Of course I will!" She was missing him already, like, right now. Her pussy needed something. Asshole! She NEEDS to cum. "I also like our time together." She managed to say without sounding bitter.

"Well, hit me up when you get back, ok?" David gave her another gentle kiss, a once over her large body and left, wondering how he was going to survive his girlfriend sex for 3 months.

Falling back on bed, she grunted, frustrated. Almost instantly, she was fricking her clit, while turning her hard dark nipples, deciding she was going to cum, no matter what. A few minutes later, she grabbed her faithful toy, a huge, fat pink rubber dildo she kept on the bed drawer, shoving it into her wet pussy, some of David's cum spurting out as she moaned, finally feeling her needy sex being filled.

Gracie was almost there when she heard the knock on her door. She actually flailed in bed, kicking her legs in childish frustration.

"WHAT!?"

"Grace? Are you ok?"

Of course it was Anthony, he always visited after one of her boys left.

"Just a sec, Tony!" She made a point in calling him by the nickname he hated. Reluctantly, she shoved the toy back in its drawer, got one of her huge shirts on, the ones she usually sleeps in, pulled her messy hair in a ponytail and springed some water over her face. Looking up at the mirror. She still looked like someone who just got fucked, but at least she was not indecent.

"Hi!" finally opening the door, she did something she rarely gets to do: looked down at someone's face. She was not a tall girl, hitting 1,62m. But Anthony was a really small man. Last time she checked, he was only 1,58m.

Anthony held on without making any kind of a face. The room reeked of sweat and sex. His friend clearly was having another one of her intense sessions. He saw David leave about half an hour earlier and he knew Gracie would go down her spiral soon, so, he did what a best friend is supposed to do: Made himself available to her.

Despite being slightly annoyed by the whole thing, Gracie loved her friend. And she knew why he was here. She gave him a nice long warm hug, feeling his hard body against hers. Despite his height, Anthony was an accomplished gymnast. He had absolutely no fat, all hard and flexible muscles.

He, of course, hugged back. Even though she had a small coat of dried sweat all over her body, Grace always had that smell of powder. And she was so big, hugging her was like hugging a warm pillow.

Finally breaking apart, they moved towards the couch. Anthony smiled at her, his dark blue eyes locked on hers. With the dark hair, he was so handsome. Gracie felt sorry for him. Anthony was every girl's dream come true with the exception of his height. And he was so self conscious about it that he was alone since she met him.

"So, did you tell him?"

"Of course not!"

"Please, Grace, tell me you are not holding hope that he will see you and change his mind. He is not a good guy! You deserve a lot better than that cheating asshole! None of these guys are worthy of you!"

"Oh really. Tony!? And what should I do? Keep standards? Find love? I am a fat latina girl in a white school. Will any of these boys go around campus being all lovey dovey with me? They are not! And I have needs! I don't know how you deal with it, but I need to fuck! Sure, I won't find love, but at least I am not alone! You need to stop being such a prude, Tony! We are freaks! I am a fat bloated fuckhole. You are a tiny action figure boy! Get your head out of your ass!"

It took her less than a second to realise how much she had hurt him. But it was too late. Anthony just stood up. She could read the pain in his face, but he stared at her for a few seconds, turned around and exited her place without uttering a single word.

Grace grabbed a pillow and screamed into it, tears starting to run down her face. She hated it all. She hated the fact that she was fat, that she felt so horny all the time, that her frustration ended up making her hurt the only real friend she had in the campus.

But it all was going to change. Just a bit more. It HAD to change!

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Anthony flexed his back and massaged his shoulder as he was leaving the gym. He knew he was overdoing it again. Actually it was all he had been doing since he left Gracie's bedroom, 3 months ago. She had no idea how much she had hurt him. Of course, she could never truly know that, because he never told her about his feelings.

Tony has had a crush on her since the moment they met. She was funny, witty, that amazing smile and bright chocolate eyes. The pretty small nose, slightly upturned, the dimples when she smiled.

A few months later, his crush had grown into full blown love. He was in love with her and she only saw him as a friend. And he adores her. He had long accepted that they would not have that kind of relationship, but at least they had any relationship.

Sure, things were getting trickier and trickier for him once she decided to share with him her sexual escapades. Specially since he did not approve of the kind of men she had been... Well, dating doesn't seem to be quite the word for it. They had just been using her for sex, doing things their prissy girlfriends avoided.

If he were honest with himself, he would admit that Grace was also using them. He knows she has a high libido and that she enjoys a wide variety of things. Deep down, he wished she would be doing those things with him, even the ones he felt uncomfortable about.

The fact that no one considers him "datable" only aggravated his situation. The Internet loves to talk about "short kings" as long as they are not really really short. Anthony had one girlfriend, during his Senior year. They became intimate on prom night, but it was awkward. He had no idea what to do, she looked scared the whole time and, right after that, they decided to end things.

Technically, he was not a virgin. But in reality, his love life consisted of playing with himself in his room after Grace told him what she had done at her encounters. Ok, that was a lie. He also had a high libido. He had to drain himself 2, sometimes 3 times a day. He could barely tolerate the wait when he was talking to her.

So, in an attempt to control his impulses, he had been working himself almost to exhaustion at gym and practice. He was at a point he had never been before, physically. He could be used in anatomy books right now. Of course, books don't show you are smaller than most teenagers.

Glancing up, he saw Alejandra coming his way. He quickly dodged to another path. He had been avoiding her for the last 2 months. She was also in the gymnastics team and she always had a thing for him. But these last months, she was working hard for it. His guess was that she also noted how ripped he had become lately.

Not that she was not hot. Alejandra had the darkest hair he had ever seen, falling towards her chin, always framing her face when she did not pull it up into a pair of short pigtails. Her eyes were almost as dark as her hair, but green, which could make it look odd, maybe even sinister sometimes.She was also quite athletic. Amazing muscular legs, tight arms, the shadow of a six pack and her main sensual feature: perfect round asscheeks.

But she was far from being a perfect girl. Her face, shoulders and cleavage were covered in dark freckles in heavy contrast with her almost pale skin. Her mouth was a bit too wide, her lips maybe a bit thin and her bright white teeth made her look a bit odd, slightly out of proportion.

She also had almost no hips. And since she was an athletic girl, you could draw a straight line from her waist to her hip bone. It doesn't help that she had no tits at all. Sure, most girls in gymnastics were flat, but the poor girl had nothing.

But what really bothered Anthony was the fact that, even though Alejandra was the shortest girl in the team, she was still his height. Even among his peers, he was a pathetic little boy. Just like Grace told him. Maybe he should listen to her and move on.

Lost in his musings, he missed the girl fumbling with her keys in front of his building. He almost jumped when he heard the playful and hesitant familiar voice.

"Oh, wow, I know I was a jerk last time, but it has been 3 months. You won't even say hi to me?"

"Grace, you are bac.."

His jaw dropped. He knew she was going home to get some work done, from what he remembered, a brazilian butt lift, some tucking and a few other things, but this was not what he was expecting.

Her face was already shocking. She still had some of her cheeks, but they were higher, giving it a new shape. No longer the round face of the chubby girl.

Her belly was gone. She could see it clearly, since she was sporting a white cropped top. Not a six pack, still a bit soft, but her waist was minimal, he could probably fill the whole circumference with his hands.

Which only made her hips and ass look even more absurd. She was impossibly curvy. Her wide hips were now packing what he thought was impossible: An even bigger ass. It was simply huge. The tight yoga pants actually put it even more on display. Even her thighs, still extremely thick, disappeared with that curve. The thing would be comical if it was not utterly sexual. He couldn't define it in any other way. It was impossible to look at it and not wonder how it would feel to touch it, jiggle it, fuc...

Antony shook his head and forced himself to look back at her face. Her smile told him she really enjoyed the way he ogled at her. He knew that was what she wanted: to feel sexy, to be desired.Anthony couldn't avoid thinking that she accomplished it. She looked like a sex doll.

"So, cat got your tongue?" she giggled. He could see the transformation was more than just physical. Grace was confident. She was not only sensual, she felt sensual.

"Well it is a lot to take in, you know?"

"Oh, you think so?" Her smile widens as she turns around, giving him a first hand visual of that insane ass. It was still jiggly and soft. "I guess it is a lot."

"You know what I mean, Grace." He said after swallowing. "You changed a lot. Like... a LOT!"

"I know, silly. That was the whole point!" He could finally see his friend and crush in the smile. "But for real now, how do I look?"

He shook his head and forced himself to smile. He had done it so many times that it came easy.

"Are you happy, Grace?"

"I am, Tone."

"Then, that is all that matters."

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"Yeah... yes... like... that... do it, David! Fuck me!" Grace screamed, pushing back, feeling the smack of his cock against her cheeks as he began to accelerate. She was sure he was going to cum any time now. "Do it babe! Fuck me! Go hard! Harder!HARDER!!!" she was unable to hide her frustration.

He was sweating. Since she got back, Gracie was almost psychotic. Everytime they fucked, she drained him. Before, he would go one, maybe two rounds on occasion, But now? It was always the whole afternoon, all night. And she managed to get his cock hard every single time. Her new body made sure of it. Her ass was insane.

He looked down at the quivering mounds of flesh being pulled by his hands onto his pelvis. He was pumping for all he got, feeling the soft skin give as he pressed against it. The warm flesh was enveloping his cock as usual, pushing him quickly towards the finish line.

Grace had enough. They had been at that for hours and she was yet to really cum. Maybe she had a small orgasm or two, but nothing big. And she NEEDED it.

Shifting her weight back, she pushed her ass against him, making him fall back as she mounted his cock. She sat hard, her cheeks spreading, making David's pelvis disappear underneath it all. She moaned loudly. Finally she felt a good chunk on his cock into her pussy.

"Fuck yeah, David! End my pussy, fuck me!" She screamed again, sitting on him like a woman possessed. She could feel it coming, building into her as she began to twist her nipples.

Suddenly, she hears him grunting and pumping up. For a second, it gave her hope that he was actually helping her, but the next second the warm gooey jizz was filling her pussy and the inevitable deflating of his prick.

"Nooo..." she whimpers, frustratingly bouncing on top of him, only managing to feel his softening cock leave her pussy. Shaking her head, she took a deep breath and dismounted him.

David was almost out of it. What was it, his fifth orgasm? His cock was tender and his balls were empty. And he was exhausted. In a few seconds he began dozing off and shook his head awake.

"Damn, Grace, this was amazing. But I really have to go. I have that presentation tomorrow." He gave her a friendly slap on the ass and grabbed his boxers, already scanning the room for the pants and shirt. He still had to see Susan, his girlfriend, today.

Since Grace came back, his life has been like that. Fuck her until he was drained and then try to convince Susan he was studying. And since every single guy in the school was sporting a hard on for Grace, every girl hated her now. And was suspicious. It had been hell. But her ass was heaven.

And he knew she was fucking other guys. It bothered him at first, but now, he thanked the heavens for it. If she were not, he would probably be dead. Besides, he knew he was her favorite. Thanks to his cock. He glanced down at his meat, now soft and still quite heavy. His boy was an MVP.

"That's ok, David, I know." She forced herself to smile. As frustrated as she was, David was still her best option. His cock actually managed to make her cum on occasion.

Who would have thought that her surgery would be such a double edged sword. Sure, she could bring every cock in miles up with a jiggle, and her sex life never had been so active. But her huge ass was an issue. Almost no one got through it with any real effect. David was the biggest cock she scored, and on a good day he could push half of it inside her.

Sure, she could get an orgasm with licking and fingering, but it was not the same. On occasion, she got someone to fuck her missionary. Which actually helped, a LOT. But since most guys were there because of the "thickest ass in college", most of them wanted doggy, standing doggy, reverse cowgirl, etc. Her orgasms were rare and mostly self-inflicted.

As she waved David goodbye, she forced herself not to think of the other part of the problem. She felt lonely. Sure, she could get someone to fuck her, but it was all they wanted. She was a fantasy, a fetiche, not a girlfriend.

And since Anthony began hanging out with Alejandra, he was with her a lot less. She missed her friend. The attention, the care, the long nights watching TV and talking.

But she knew it was not fair to him. She had been using Tony as a step-boyfriend for a while and now he had a girl. And he was a great guy. She only hoped Alejandra was being nice to him.

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Now this was it! Tony took a deep breath. It was finally happening. He was so nervous his hands were actually shaking. He had to consciously remind himself that he was not a virgin.

For the last two weeks he and Alejandra had been dating, and it had been much better than he imagined it would. Turns out the girl was fun.She had an odd sense of humour, was way too much into horror movies for his comfort and so intelligent it actually was scary sometimes.