This story started a few years ago, when I met a man who would change my life forever. See, I've always been a BBW. And I had just started becoming more comfortable with the idea, when I met Mitch in a chat room for larger women. I was 22 at the time, and he was a good bit older then me. For a while we chatted on and off. Sometimes months in between. And between chatting with him I had a string of guys I would chat with, getting brave with this newfound knowledge that lots of men liked me because of my size, not in spite of it..Even if that bravery was just online, because I'd always shy away from their attempts to meet me in person.
But then me and Mitch started chatting more often, almost everyday. I came to know him better, and found him to be very intelligent, caring, warm, with a good sense of humor, all the qualities I like most in a man.
Then one day during one of our chats he unexpectedly said, "Samantha, I love you, I have finally found the girl of my dreams." I didn't know how to reply, I was so shocked. Could he really feel that way about me?
He never pressured me to tell him the same, he'd just send little notes to me everyday, or an e-card. Always letting me know he was thinking of me, and how much he loved me.
We would chat for hours at a time, and after a while our chats started becoming more sexual. And he told me how he had a higher sex drive then most, and some women couldn't handle that. I had let him know that I was a virgin, far as I had went was kissing a few guys.
A strict religious upbringing, and being shy around men in person had kept my experience at that. Plus, even though it sounds old fashioned to a lot of people; I wanted it to be with the right person, someone I was in love with.
That didn't stop me from taking some sexy pics and videos for him though. Showing off my ample alabaster curves, 46 DD breasts, large shapely bottom, long brunette hair, and sparkling dark brown eyes, and what Mitch always called my Mona Lisa smile. His compliments made me feel beautiful and sexy, Something I had never felt before. And it only caused me to become more confident, and more risque in my pics and videos..we'd even exchange links to pics of lingerie and heels he'd like to see me in.
Once he finally convinced me to give him my number, the first few times he called I couldn't answer the phone. I'd see his number show up on my caller ID and I'd freeze, afraid I wouldn't live up this this ideal he had of me. But, he left me voice messages, and the first time I heard his voice it was so deep and sexy it made me wet just hearing him. And I immediately thought how wonderful that voice would sound whispering naughty things in my ear while he fucked me with his large fingers or cock. That's when I decided I wanted more.
So, I finally picked up the phone when he called one day, surprising him. Our first few chats weren't sexual, Although the sexual tension could be felt between us, even across the hundreds of miles seperating us. He said he was trying his best to be a gentleman, And at the time, I was too shy to tell him I didn't want him to be.
I started thinking about him all the time, and I'd miss him so much when I wasn't talking to him. That's when I realized I had fallen in love with him. And hearing how happy it made him when I told him that I loved him too, just made me want to be with him that much more.
A few days after was when I had my first phone sex experience. And it was the most amazing thing I had experienced in my life..His sexy voice telling me exactly what he wanted to do to me, telling me to close my eyes and imagine his hands and lips on me. To use my vibrator to slowly fuck my pussy, and run it over my clit. And how much he wished he had his face between my thighs, tasting me for hours on end. and that he wanted his cock in my pussy, fucking me hard and deep.
I had been using a vibrator and other things to get myself off for years. But I had never cum so hard and as much as I did that night. And I knew that we had to meet soon or we would both go crazy. I was 25 years old by now, and my pussy was long overdue to get properly fucked,
So, I finally did what I thought I'd never do. I made plans to meet a man from online, not just any man, but Mitch. The one I loved and lusted after.
When I first saw him come out of the corridor at the airport, my heart started racing more then it already had been. He was so tall, 6'4. which even made me seem short at 5'10, but not right now, as I was wearing 5 inch heels that he always said he wanted to see me wear. And he was so handsome. Impressive build, salt and pepper hair that I immediately wanted to run my hands through. And when he looked at me I saw the warmth and love in his eyes, and desire too. In a blur I remember running towards him, and he dropped his bags and his arms went around me as we embraced for the first time. I looked up, and our lips met. I immediately felt the sexual tension we have had between us for so long ignite into a blaze of passion.
He leaned down and whispered into my ear, his warm breath and deep voice sending delightful chills down my body. "Are you really hungry for that dinner we had planned, or other things?"
I couldn't deny the hunger in my eyes was for something other then food. And I bravely replied. "We can always order something later once we work up an appetite." His smile told me he was glad I had said that. Truth be told, I don't think either of us could have sat through dinner without us ravishing each other on top of a table.
We quickly got his luggage and found my car. As we were loading it in, the parking lot where we were at was pretty much deserted. And as I leaned over moving some things out of the way for his luggage to fit, he ran his hand up the back of my thigh. Under my short black skirt, and when he reached my bare bottom, I smiled..knowing he said he always liked the idea of having access to me when he wanted. I heard him moan his appreciation when he felt between my thighs and found me hot and wet already. He then placed his hands on my hips and ground himself against me for a few seconds. Before someone walking our way made us quickly finish loading the luggage and start the trip back to my place.
The trip home was sweet torture. During our conversation, Mitch placed his hand on my thigh, and kept moving it up higher. Until I had to spread my legs further apart. He then placed his hand right over my shaved mound. At first, his middle finger just barely going past my slit to deeper in my pussy. I moaned and lifted my hips slightly. Making his finger go deeper, and touch my clit. He kept his finger there, and started lightly circling my clit with his finger. It took all my effort to keep me from driving off the road. It felt so good, and I had never been so wet.