All The Right Junk In All The Right Places

The music was pumping as we were in line to get some drinks. One of my friends was getting over a breakup, so we’d brought him out to cheer him up. We’d been scoping out the talent, seeing some beautiful women, and enjoying the night out so far.

On my way back to my friends, I accidentally bumped into a woman, spilling her drink on me a little.

“I’m so sorry!” We both said at the same time, then we laughed. She was absolutely stunning. She was a fat woman with dark brown shoulder-length hair, wearing a black mini skirt and tiny red top that tied in the back, which hugged every voluptuous curve.

“Here, I’ll get you another one. Let me just go drop these off with my friends.” I said, gesturing in their direction. I quickly went to drop the drinks off and made my way back to her.

“What are you drinking?” I asked.

“Vodka cranberry, but you really don’t have to!” She replied.

“I really want to, though. I’m kind of glad it happened; it gives me a reason to talk to you! I’m Chris, what’s your name?” I half-yelled back, talking loudly over the music.

I learned that her name was Melody and that she loved tequila shots. We chatted over the music, enjoyed a few shots of tequila, and suddenly I was buying our third round of drinks. Neither of us had returned to our friends, nor did we want to.

“Do you want to go dance?” She yelled at me; it seemed the music was getting louder.

“Yeah, good idea!” I yelled back, grabbed her hand, and led her to the dancefloor. We danced for a while. We had our first kiss in the flashing lights and music as she was grinding against me.

We were kissing on the dancefloor for a while when I pulled away to say: “Should we find somewhere a little more private?” 

She nodded, and we went down the passages of the club, trying different doors to hopefully find some privacy. We opened a door and went into a dark room. I felt the walls and found the light switch. A dim light filled the room, and we were in a storeroom full of tables, chairs, mirrors, and sofas, probably used when they’d host different themed events.

I turned to Melody, put my hand on the wall behind her, above her shoulder, and leaned in for a kiss. She kissed me deeply, tasting sweet, like vodka cranberry.

While we were French kissing, my free hand explored her body, starting at her face before tracing down her neck, over her shoulder, and down her back. I moved to start kissing her neck, sucking softly but not leaving any marks.

I undid the tie keeping her shirt up, and started peeling off her shirt, exposing her BBW big tits. I played with her tit, squeezing it and pinching her nipple. She moaned softly and looked at me with lust in her eyes.

We walked over to one of the sofas, and I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my shoes. She got to her knees and undid my pants, pulling them down and removing my jocks to free my hard cock. She spat on it and then started kissing the head, licking it before taking my whole length down her throat.

I moaned and then started to fuck her mouth. She was sucking cock like it was her job, her red lips framing my manhood. It felt good, but I needed more. She slowed, then stood up and took off her little black skirt.

I admired her BBW body, her round stomach, big tits swinging, her thick thighs, and her juicy ass. I had her on her knees on the sofa, ass sticking out and pussy lips glistening gently. I spanked her, hearing her gasp, and then sunk my fingers into her wet pussy, immediately turning the gasp into a moan. I finger fucked her with two fingers, then spanked her again.

I continued fingering and spanking her until my aching cock made me change tactics. I gave one last spank, then brought my cock to her hole and slowly entered her, enjoying every inch.

I started thrusting, pushing my whole length into her warm hole, her loud moaning filling the room. Fuck she was so tight. After a while, we switched positions, and I sat on the sofa as she straddled me and started bouncing. As she was riding dick, I was feasting on her tits. Licking them, sucking on her erect nipples, motorboating my face in them. She sped up, bouncing faster, and I could tell she was about to cum.

I went to rub her clit, and she exploded, her moans turning to screams in the quiet room. I kissed her as she came down from the high and lay her down on the sofa.

I kissed all the way down her body, her nipples, over her stomach, down to her pussy. She panted, and I smelled the enticing aroma of her pussy, going in to lick her clit, and fingering her again with a ‘come here’ motion, stimulating her gspot. Her moans got louder again, and she came again from my ministrations.

I straightened up and lined my cock with her pussy again. It was my turn for some pleasure. I started fucking her hard, feeling her tight pussy gripping my hard cock as I thrust.

“I’m gonna cum. Where do you want it?” I asked, not breaking my speed.

“Give me a cum facial, baby.” She purred. I eagerly thrust a few more times, bringing myself right to the edge, then pulled out and exploded onto her waiting face, covering her in beads of cum.

She eagerly swallowed the cum that had landed on her tongue. I grabbed a tissue from my pants pocket on the floor to help her clean the rest of her face.

We got dressed again and went back to our friends, hand in hand. We introduced our friends to each other and partied as a group for the rest of the night. Two of our friends hooked up that night, I got her number, and soon we were exploring our insane chemistry together almost every night.