I can't believe I went without sex for over a year. Okay, I'm a big woman and I thought that no one would want me. First it was my husband, who really didn't want me. When he left me for the skinny bitch he'd been fucking on the side I went into a little depression. I stayed home and felt sorry for myself.
Then a few months ago I was out with my friend Susan and I met a guy who was in town on business. Yes he was married. But let me tell you, he was a great lay, and loves big women like me. He's been back to town a few times and we've done a lot of things his wife never wanted to try. I've always loved sex, and used to get a lot of it. That is, before I was married. It always helped that I have a real flair for fellatio. It thrills me to feel a cock shooting off in my mouth.
Since I met Len I've had several other guys, mostly married men. I've discovered that sex is so much better for me if there's no opportunity for emotional involvement. Just "wham bang, thank you sir!"
Friday night I headed out for Moose's. It's a neighborhood bar that has live music on weekends. I'd heard there were usually some guys there. Plus it was walking distance from my apartment. So after eating I showered and pulled on my jeans and a white man's dress shirt, leaving three buttons open at the top. Now not only am I a BBW, I also have Big, Beautiful Boobs. I've learned they can be effective bait when I'm trolling for men. I didn't wear a bra of course - I was serious that night.
When I arrived the band was playing old rock and roll with more enthusiasm than skill. As I got settled in at the bar, I looked around but only saw one single guy. He had prematurely white hair and a nice looking beard. But his entire attention seemed to be taken up trying to look down the blouse of the bar maid. I thought about buying him a drink and let him look down my blouse, but decided to wait and see what else showed up.
I noticed an older couple come in. They were both short and she was definitely a petite. Well built, just on a smaller scale. For a minute I regretted that I couldn't wear tight Capri pants like her. They tend to make me look like a cartoon character. They looked good on her with her hard little ass, though.
Turning my attention back to the bar patrons I saw that no other singles had come in. Just as I decided to move over next to Whitey I heard, "Would you like to dance?" It was the short fellow. Looking over, his wife caught my eye and nodded her okay.
"Sure," I said, and he led me to the dance floor. The first number was pretty fast, and we just gyrated on the floor without touching. Then the band started a slower tune and he took me in his arms. As we moved around the floor I was aware of his leg against mine. I thought I felt an erection, but wasn't certain. What I did feel was one hand on my ass and the other one squeezing my breast. "What would your wife think if she knew you were out here feeling me up?" I asked.
"It was her idea." I had no idea how to respond to that, so we continued around the floor with his dick against my leg and my tit in his hand. When the song ended, he stepped back and said, "Why don't you grab your drink and join us." I went over and got my beer and purse then headed for the booth where his wife was waiting. "I'm Richard and this is my wife Marion," he said by way of introduction.
"And I'm Astrid," I said, seating myself across from Marion.
"Astrid. Doesn't that mean 'little star?'" asked Marion. "So maybe tonight you'll be a 'shooting star,'" she added. Confused by that comment I couldn't think of anything to say.
"I'm going to the restroom, ladies. I'll be right back," Richard said and walked away.
When he had gone, I leaned over and asked, "Did you really tell him to grope my boobs?"
"Sure. He started admiring them as soon as we saw you. Richard has always been turned on by big women, even though he's married to skinny little me. So when he saw you with those big things bouncing around I knew he'd be excited. They are nice ones you know." With that she stuck her hand into my blouse, cupped my breast and ran her thumb over my nipple. "Yes, very nice indeed."
I was stunned. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before, being openly grabbed by a woman. At a loss for what else to do, I reached over and took her left tit in my hand, fondling it through her tube top. I pinched her nipple between my thumb and fingers and found it as hard as a rock. "Oh yeah," she sighed. "That feels good." And it did. Her tit, although small, was perfectly shaped and just fit in my big hand while her small hand barely fit around my big jug.
Just then Richard came back. "Would anyone like another drink?" he asked, not even acknowledging that we were holding each other's tits.
Barely looking at him I said, "Yes, and this time bring me a bourbon. Double. No ice"
"I've got what I want," Marion said.
"So I see," Richard murmured as he headed to the bar.
"I can't believe I'm sitting here feeling up a woman," I said.
"Like it?"
"I'm not sure, but I'm not ready to stop yet."
"And I'm glad of that because I like it and don't want you to stop."
Just then Richard returned with my drink. Without letting go of the tit in my right hand, I picked up the drink in my left and swallowed half of it. "Did you drive here?" Richard asked.
"No, I'm only a few blocks from my apartment."
"Good, why don't you come home with us for a while?" Marion said. She then named a street in one of the fancier areas of town. "We'd love to 'entertain' you."
I must have been completely out of my mind, because I agreed. Gulping down the rest of my drink, I disengaged from Marion and we headed out. Richard had parked on a side street, and he got in the drivers seat of a Mercedes convertible. Marion opened the back door and said, "Let's you and I ride in the back." Then looking at Richard she said, "And you keep your eyes off the rear view mirror." Of course he immediately adjusted the mirror to see us better. Before we moved Richard put the top down. He had no sooner pulled away than Marion had her tongue in my mouth.
"I can't believe I'm driving around in a convertible making out with a woman," I thought to myself.. But somehow my tongue had gotten into her mouth too. Soon she was opening the rest of the buttons on my blouse, completely exposing me to the night air. She lowered her head and began sucking on my left nipple. Not knowing what else to do, I pulled her tube top down to her waist and grabbed her little corn muffins. So there we were driving down Dodge street, four titties open to the wind. Straightening up, Marion rubbed my nipples against hers. One thing about big boobs, they don't get as hard as the little ones. So her small, jewel-like nipples were poking into my bigger, softer ones. Damn if it didn't feel sexy.
As we were kissing again there was a honk next to us. Looking up we saw a car full of teen-aged boys on our left, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads. Marion smiled, then waved my tittie at them. Not wanting to be the only one on display, I waved one of hers. Thankfully Richard made a sudden right turn onto a side street. Making several more turns so they couldn't catch up with us, he headed on to Fair Acres. I'm sure there were other motorists who noticed us, but none were as blatant about it. I thought to myself that I'd check the paper in the morning to see if there were any accidents caused by distracted drivers.
Arriving at their home Richard opened the garage with a remote and we drove right in. As we got out of the car Marion pulled her top off over her head and threw it into the back seat. My blouse was completely open and Richard grabbed me, slipped my blouse off and gave each tit a wet kiss before leading me inside. When we got to the living room I saw there were some comforters and pillows laid out in front of the cold fireplace. Obviously they had gotten ready for company before leaving home. Marion turned to face me. Again pushing her nipples into mine, she pressed fully against me and kissed me with lots of tongue. I could feel the heat of her pussy against my thigh through my jeans and her Capris. Behind me, Richard had taken off his slacks and shirt. Wearing only boxers, he pushed his erection against my hip. As Marion and I kissed, Richard reached around and undid my jeans. After pulling them down, he ran his hand down the back of my panties, tickling the crack of my ass. When he got to my pussy he said, "Damn she's wet."
"Let me see," Marion said, reaching down and rubbing my lips through the nylon. "And hot, too," she commented.
"How 'bout you?" I asked, reaching down to her crotch. I found that her pants were soaked. "No wonder this place smells like pussy," I said as I rubbed her. Then I opened her Capris and eased them down, discovering that she was not wearing panties. I also discovered that she was shaved completely bare. "I guess I should have shaved too," I said, feeling self-conscious about my furry bush as Richard pulled my panties down.
"Maybe we'll do that later," Marion said while I kicked my jeans and panties away. I gasped as Richard shoved two fingers into my pussy from behind. Then moaned as Marion's fingers found my clit. "God, even her clit is huge," Marion said, making me think it wasn't just Richard who had a thing for big women. Meanwhile, I realized that I was standing there, a naked pussy pressed against my thigh, a woman rubbing my clit and a man finger-fucking me. And I was loving it. What the fuck had I gotten myself into? I was so hot I knew I couldn't sand it much longer. Then, when Marion also shoved two fingers into me, my legs almost folded. I grabbed her shoulders, but I was mainly being supported by the hands in my cunt
"I think she's gonna cum," Richard said as I leaned back against him, rubbing my ass against his dick.
"Yes, I believe she is," Marion agreed, moving her fingers in and out of me.
"Hell yes I'm gonna cum," I cried out. "And fucking soon." With that I felt the heat from my crotch spread. I moved my hips back and forth, impaling myself first on Richard's hand then on Marion's. I almost fell as the orgasm hit. I knew I was flooding their hands as my pussy pulsed. Over and over again the climax shook me, intensifying as Marion sucked hard on my tit. I felt so full and I realized that both of them had at least four fingers in me. Marion rubbed my clit with her thumb and Richard had pressed his thumb into my asshole.
