Andee Learns Just What Stays in Vegas
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I saw her in the valet parking area of one of the big new Vegas hotels. It was like a scene out of a movie--this whole crowd of Southern gals, dressed to the nines with billowy dresses and high heels and big floppy hats, saying goodbye to a toothy blonde bride in white lace. I wasn't looking at the bride, though, but at one of the bridesmaids. She was a giant, six feet tall and what was politely called big-boned. Well, being the rangy cowgirl type myself, I always liked a good-sized woman.
Anyway, it was a fair description, she wasn't fat and sloppy, she was large and majestic, long, sturdy trunk-legs propped up in high heels to show there was muscle as well as fat there, a broad bustle of beautifully firm rounded ass, statuesque breasts squeezed up and out to show off a modest, but still flirtingly girlish, amount of cleavage. And her face... like sunshine breaking through a dark day under the shadow of that ridiculous enormous hat, a jolly smile and gleaming teeth set off by long dark hair, gathered up and waiting to be released.
I got wet just watching her deal with the business of wishing the bride and other bridesmaids off--smothering them with massive hugs from that big beautiful body. I wondered what it would be like to have my skinny, boyish self caught up in all those curves and folds. But my fantasy was unlikely to go anywhere, because surely in a moment her car would come and she would just be a memory to pleasure myself with.
But she didn't leave, alone of the ones waiting there. As she wished the last of them off, she went back into the casino, and I followed her.
I watched as she sat down at one of the bars to play video poker, and took the space beside her and struck up a conversation. Her name was Beth, she was mostly from a small town in Georgia although being Air Force the family was from all over (that's why her cousin's wedding was held here). And she was alone in town for another day and a half. I said I was too, suggested that we should hang out together, and then started dropping more and more hints about my interest in her--that she was more beautiful than the bride, that some people liked girls as big as her, that we should go to the disco in the hotel tonight, that's where the action was.
"I'm not interested in pickin' up sum gah on the dance floor," she said, looking a little worried.
"I'm not interested in picking up some guy, either," I said, stressing the word guy. "I'm interested in dancing with you."
"Oh," she said. If she'd been denying what she had to know about my interest in her, she couldn't deny it any more. "Um, sweetie, I'm not--"
"Don't say what you are or what you aren't," I said. "That's how people try to define you. They've defined you in lots of ways, haven't they, Beth? By your size. 'She has a good personality.' 'Makes a great bridesmaid.' Always in terms of how men look at you. Well, maybe I look at you a whole different way. Beautiful. Strong. Alluring. Independent. Maybe in a place like Vegas, you can be those things, and anything else you want to be, free of their definitions. You can experiment as much as you'd like, and when you go home no one has to know but you." I stood up. "And if all you want to do is dance, all you have to do is dance and we'll have a lot better time together than if we both spent the rest of the night feeding quarters into video poker. So, Beth, wanna go dancing?"
She thought for a moment. "Okay," she said. "Ah'd love to."
The disco was tacky but it fit the bill; it was dark, crowded, noisy, and it made us feel like we were alone with each other even with a hundred people around us. A couple of times some jerk came up and tried to dance with me, and each time I loudly said "I'm with her." The first time Beth seemed embarassed, the second time a little proud.
It was great watching her on the dance floor; after a while she really got into it, jiggling all she had back and forth, getting into flashing me a view deep down her ample cleavage, shaking her big round booty up and down. I loved watching the jiggles start with her big round arms and ballooning breasts, then go all the way down her back and into her ass and thighs. On one number we started doing the bump, then rubbing our bellies together, and I took the opportunity to say "I know how this could be even more fun without our clothes on." She blushed but she didn't say anything against the idea.
When that song ended she said "I have to sit down" and started to lead me to a table. Now or never, I thought. "We could lie down instead," I said.
"Y'all are wiiiicked," she said.
"You have no idea," I said.
She mopped sweat from her brow and leaned against me. I put my hand on her thigh, and it didn't get pushed off. "So... what's it lahk?"
"You want me to try to DESCRIBE sex? Well, it's kind of like those big hugs you were giving out in the valet area, combined with cumming so hard you'll about blast your toenails off."
"Y'all were in the valet area?" she asked, looking a little worried suddenly. I kicked myself for giving that away.
"I saw you out there and followed you back in," I said, realizing this was the now or never moment. "Because you were the sexiest thing I'd seen in years," I said, and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.
She jumped back. "Oh God. You really do want me, don't you," she said, as if she couldn't believe it.
"I thought I'd made it obvious, but yes, I really want you. I think you are gorgeous, I want to devour you and make you cum so hard it straightens your hair and curls it back up again, I want to wake up looking into those big brown eyes and knowing that I put that smile there with my own tongue. I want to give you the most amazing night of your life."
"I think y'already have," she said. "I don't know--God, yes, I want to," she said. "I cain't believe it, but I really really want to. Let's go, now, quick."
We got up and hurried to the elevator. As soon as we were inside I grabbed her again and we started mashing lips. I slid my tongue past her teeth and she let it in, then sucked it vigorously. She watched herself in the mirrors all around and her eyes were about big enough to serve dinner on. It felt so good to be wrapped up in her big arms, folded in her massive body. We ran down the hallway of her floor, hand in hand, and as she fiddled with the keycard I felt her up from behind, squeezed those massive heavy melons and wrapped my arms around the roundness of her waist. We hurried inside and she slammed the door, then wrapped her arms around me and picked me up off the floor as we tongue-kissed again.
We did that for a few minutes and then I led her to the bed. "I don't know if ah can--you know, do it for you..." she said as I unbuttoned her dress and pulled it down to her waist, exposing the huge, heaving breasts trapped in their white cotton prison.
"Why don't you see how much you like having me lick you inside out before you decide," I said as I released her enormous boobs and they plopped to either side, giving off the sweet scent of polyester-trapped sweat. I held one up and started sucking the thumb-sized nipple as I felt between her trunk-like thighs. I pushed the skirt up until I reached cotton undies and felt the heat radiating from their center. Still sucking her tit, I slipped a finger into the scratchy thicket inside, then felt slick, warm lips open up to receive me. She fell back onto the bed and I took advantage of the moment to pull her underwear off, then the dress after it.
I stood back for a second to look at her, and she looked back at me, naked, waiting for what I would do next. She was a vision of chubby splendor, with her massive melons lolling to either side, her vast white tummy jiggling in anticipation, and the sturdy thighs tapering down to thick ankles and little pink piggies. As I pulled off my own top, revealing nothing much but a pair of B cups at best, I decided to start there, and picked up one of her round little feet, sucking the toes into my mouth. She wriggled impatiently, sending a wave through her belly, and so I pushed her legs apart to show her beautiful feminine flowers. I kissed my way up those fat jiggly thighs, cupped her broad round ass under my arms and rubbed my own tiny tits across her belly, scratching my nipples in her grassy fur. She moaned as I squeezed her fat ass cheeks, kneading them so that her pussy and asshole each smooshed together with each squeeze.
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Reddit NSFW ListIt was a comfortable Friday night in July after everyone got home from work. We had packed the important stuff the night before, so all we really need to do was throw some last minute stuff in a bag and jump in John’s SUV. Guys in the front, girls in back, our warriors leading us on a journey across the southern California desert. Ashley is my female lover/fianc? She was 23, with long straight blonde hair, green/blue eyes, 5' 6", 110 lbs, 36B, athletically built, toned,...
Introduction: Written for the 2nd contest on the forum. Summer vacation themed story written for the 2nd writers contest on the forum. It was a comfortable Friday night in July after everyone got home from work. We had packed the important stuff the night before, so all we really need to do was throw some last minute stuff in a bag and jump in Johns SUV. Guys in the front, girls in back, our warriors leading us on a journey across the southern California desert. Ashley is my female...
Finally, June and time for the conference in Vegas. Due to scheduling problems, I would arrive one day before Carol. For the first few days we would be staying with my college buddy Reese. We were frat brothers back in school and best man at each others weddings. Any time I was in Vegas, we’d get together and raise some hell. Reese is a plastic surgeon, so Vegas is a goldmine for him.Boobs, butts, facelifts, you get the idea. He has an estate about 40 minutes out of town. Huge house, pool,...
Life in high technology as a salesperson can be very rewarding with the right firm. Cindi, my wife, and I have been living life to the fullest. We have a great house in a gated community, we belong to a country club, we both drive nice cars and Cindi wears the latest fashions.Unfortunately I have to travel 3 or 4 times a year to conferences and they are so boring Cindi no longer travels with me. As I was leaving a presentation last month in Vegas I received a surprise.“Derek” this cute brunette...
For those new to my stories; everything you read is a true story of an event that happened to me. Some of the details have been changed to protect the guilty. I document these events to show how I transitioned from a shy virgin to a DOM BBC Bull. It was a faily quiet week in my small conservative town. After work one day, I checked my AFF account and saw I had a new message from a couple. Since there was very little action in my town on AFF, I moved my AFF location to Vegas (which was only a...
It wasn't until all four of us were waiting for a taxi to take us to our hotel that the conversation, and power struggle, started again. Ellie said, trying to set the tone for the crazy weekend, "I just thought I was going to a wedding." "And?" Miranda asked, confused by Ellie's point. "Well, I packed for a wedding, not for a weekend with a submissive," Ellie smiled, looking directly at my mother, whose face went flush. Ellie added, never taking her eyes off my submissive mother, "It's just...
IncestWe toured the castle at Skye, hiked the moors, holding hands and acting like long time lovers. At the pub the next night the barman asked how our honeymoon was going. I was not sure Miguel understood the implication of the word Honeymoon. He answered in his Portuguese accented English “better than all expectation” and smiled at me.The ride back to Glasgow was much different than the ride to Skye. I was happy and so was Miguel. The couple in the front were equally happy with their mini-holiday...