Big Girls One Night Collection: 6 Complete Erotic Romance Stories

by Padraige, Ulriche Kacey

  This collection includes:

  Big Girls One Night with a Navy Seal -

  Book 1

  Big Girls One Night with a Football Superstar - Book 2

  Big Girls One Night with a Prince - Book 3

  Big Girls One Night with a Bodyguard - Book 4

  Big Girls One Night with a Dairy Doctor - Book 5

  Enjoy all the Big Girls One Night Erotic Romance Stories in one bundle, with a special bonus story - Big Girls One Night with Gorgeous Rich Guys

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  Big Girls One Night Collection: 6 Complete Erotic Romance Stories

  By

  Ulriche Kacey Padraige

  Warning: This erotic romance book contains very strong language and super steamy adult entertainment - Strictly for Adults. 18+

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  Big Girls One Night with a Navy Seal: Book 1

  Paulette Goes to a Wedding

  What Paulette hated about her name was that the “ette” at the end of it usually meant small. She knew that wasn’t what her parents intended when they named her Paulette. But she thought of it in a different way now that she was grown up.

  Paulette was a large woman, one of those so-called big beautiful women. The “ette” made her think of something like a kitchenette which is a small kitchen and a bachelorette which is a small bachelor apartment.

  She had to stop at this point because to carry that line of thought any further, she would have to consider herself a small Paul.

  Besides people didn’t think in terms of Paulette being anything other than lovely name. But Paulette was in one of her moods where she wanted something to gripe about. It was four o’clock in the morning and this was always a low time for her.

  She tried to control her low moods by dragging out the few topics she had stashed away that satisfied her griping needs. Griping about her name was fairly low on her list of complaints. After all she could always change it. Or she could just shorten it to Polly.

  She was just a little nervous going as the plus one to a wedding. One of her colleagues at work, who was becoming her new best friend, had invited her to go to her cousin’s wedding this coming Saturday.

  Paulette was surprised that Amber had invited her as a guest to the wedding. Paulette was also a little uncomfortable at being at an event where she would know very few people. Actually she would not know anybody except Amber.

  Amber said, “Oh come on Paulette. Look at it this way – everybody knows that you can always get laid at a wedding.”

  Paulette laughed. “The last time I was at a wedding, it was when mom got married for the third time. I was ten and I didn’t know anything about anybody getting laid.”

  “Seriously?” Amber exclaimed. “You mean you’ve never been to a wedding since then?”

  “No,” Paulette replied. “I didn’t have a whole bunch of friends in high school and the ones I had tended to be gay guys. They weren’t too many weddings going on amongst the gay crowd then.”

  Paulette didn’t want to get into a whole long story with Amber because she would only think it was sad. But after she graduated from high school, Paulette had gone straight into nursing school and had not made a whole lot of new friends.

  She had no sisters, she had no brothers, and as far as she knew, she didn’t even have cousins. She was fascinated that Amber was going to her cousin’s wedding. It must be a huge wedding.

  “Why would you invite me?” Paulette asked. She and Amber had both started working on the midnight shift together on the gerontology unit. Usually there was a skeleton staff on that shift because the patients tended to be fairly quiet at night. The two nurses had plenty of time to talk.

  Amber said, “Paulette, you’re hilarious. Why would I invite you? Because you are one of the nicest people I know. You are one of my best friends.”

  What Amber didn’t say was that she thought Paulette needed more of a life besides work. Amber looked at her new best friend and saw the beautiful green eyes with the dark lashes and the naturally blonde hair that fell in soft waves to her shoulders.

  Of course Amber only knew that it fell to her shoulders because she had seen Paulette undo her tight ponytail one night. She immediately redid it and put her hair back into its controlled slicked-back style.

  Skinned-back hair did nothing but accentuate Paulette’s round face. It was a beautiful face, Amber thought. Paulette was actually a very striking woman.

  Amber herself was a big boned girl, as she liked to think of herself. But Amber had enough reality in her system to know that a size eighteen is more than big boned. Yet next to Paulette, Amber was a tiny woman. They were both five foot six but Amber was willing to bet that Paulette had a good sixty pounds on her.

  Paulette’s arms and thighs were heavy and her breasts were massive. So was her belly. The first time Amber saw Paulette, she thought to herself that Paulette would be one of those whiny women who was always talking about going on a diet but never got around to it.

  Amber was pleasantly surprised when Paulette never mentioned diet at all. Neither did she hoard chocolate bars and bags of potato chips in her locker at work. But she did bring in the most delicious snacks and at three a.m., it was part of their ritual to sit down and have a cup of coffee and one of Paulette’s butter tarts or cinnamon rolls.

  She had received the wedding invitation and it said amber and guest. So it was only logical that she invite Paulette as her guest. They both got the weekend off and Amber wasn’t all that keen about sitting around talking to family members that she barely remembered.

  She just thought it would be fun to have Paulette as her “date” for the wedding.

  The Wedding Day Morning

  Paulette slipped her feet into her comfortable and slightly dressy pale blue pumps. She’d bought them online two years ago on a whim because they were extremely pretty and almost delicate looking.

  These are features that are hard to find in extra-wide shoes. They had a low heel and best of all they were extremely comfortable.

  Paulette had bought a new dress for the occasion also in pale blue. It was generously cut and it had a nice deep V-neck cleavage. Paulette had long ago come to terms with the fact that she was a plus size woman and she accepted that feature of her body just as she accepted her wavy hair and her eye color.

  She splurged on custom-made bras that gave her good uplift and amazing cleavage. In spite of her fondness for choosing pretty clothes, Paulette hardly ever went out socially. One of the reasons she liked working the night shift was that it gave her the sense that she did not have a social life because of her work.

  She often took the weekend shifts as well because it didn’t interfere with her social life. A lot of the other nurses hated working that shift so they were always willing to swap du
ties with Paulette.

  Paulette was aware of the dichotomy of her life. On one hand she accepted her size. On the other hand, she sometimes felt lonely and wondered if her weight was holding her back.

  The impending wedding was bringing every ounce of her insecurity to the forefront of her mind. She had wakened to the intensity of a dream-induced orgasm. This was good but it was also disconcerting.

  The thing was that Paulette had thrilling dreams of sexual encounters and the reality of her life never put her in a position to make any of these dreams come true. So after the intensity of a night-time orgasm like this, Paulette woke to a horniness that she knew she would never be able to satisfy.

  Losing Her Virginity

  Paulette lost her virginity when she was nineteen and she had to admit that, that had not been the most pleasant experience of her life. She wondered if she had been in a long-term relationship or if she had liked the guy or even if she had known his last name if that would’ve made a difference in her memory of that afternoon.

  She was in nursing school when the brother of her roommate had come to visit. Her roommate was recently divorced but had kept her married name. She had introduced her brother as Craig but had not provided his last name.

  Craig had provided this much needed service to her. He had never come back to visit so there were no second encounters with him so she never got chance to know if he was a good lover or not.

  Craig had gone out with his friends and had come home drunk. Paulette was sleeping on the sofa because she had given up her bedroom for the guest. When he came in, he stumbled to the sofa where he almost fell on top of Paulette.

  Paulette was in the middle of one of her horny dreams and she woke, confused, wondering if this was part of her dream. He moved so that he was snuggled against her and his hand moved to the soft flesh of her thighs.

  Her nightie had ridden up and she was on the verge of orgasm from her dream and she was not about to push his hand away. His hand moved to her pussy and she felt his fingers playing with her hot flesh. She parted her legs and the next thing she knew, he was sucking her clit.

  He groaned and then she heard his zipper. The room was dark but she could see enough to see his white flesh appear as he dropped his jeans. Then he was on top of her and she felt the ripping pain as he shoved his cock into her.

  In spite of the pain, the excitement overwhelmed her as he entered her. His hands had found her tits and he sucked her nipples as he moved in and out of her. She orgasmed almost immediately which was good because so did he.

  Then he fell asleep on top of her, his cock still in her. She lay like that for hours, it seemed until he finally moved and went to find the bathroom to pee. Paulette thought about going to her own bed but she thought perhaps he would come back and do it again so she stayed where she was.

  He didn’t. She pretended to be asleep but she was aware that he came back to the living room, stopped and looked at her, and then went to the bedroom. Her bedroom. Where he slept until noon.

  The sofa was a mess because she bled. She told her roommate that she had started her period and she did her best to fix up the damaged cushion. The brother nodded to her after he woke up and had a long shower that used up all the hot water.

  Paulette was pretty sure he did not remember what had happened. He was polite to her and said, “Nice meeting you,” when he left.

  Her roommate found a boyfriend and moved in to live with him at the end of the spring semester. Paulette had moved into the apartment that she still lived in and lived alone ever since.

  Paulette had been out of nursing schools two years now and had never met another man in a situation where she could even flirt with him for the past four years. All she could do about a sex life was dream.

  The Wedding

  Amber took a cab over to Paulette’s place in the late morning. After Amber rang the doorbell and while she was waiting for Amber to get to her floor and knock on her apartment door, Paulette went in to take one last look at herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom.

  She looked pretty good. Her hair was flowing loose and curly and the dress skimmed her copious curves. Amber was strikingly beautiful in a deep mauve dress that also flowed over her copious curves even though her curves were not nearly the proportions that Paulette’s were.

  “Wow,” said Amber, “we are gorgeous.”

  “If you say so,” said Paulette. She wasn’t too concerned with how she looked. All eyes really would be on the bride and bridesmaids. Yet, she felt good knowing that she had maximized her charms.

  “The groom’s a Navy Seal,” Amber said as they clambered into the waiting taxi.

  “I told you,” said Paulette, “we could have taken my car.”

  Amber laughed. “Having a vehicle there would just get in the way. What if you met some handsome Seal who wants to give you the time of the life? It would get all complicated when he had to work around the vehicle issue showing you how to follow him to his place or something like that.”

  “What you really mean, is that we will both have too much to drink and be too drunk to drive once we get into the wine.” Paulette said.

  “Okay. You got me. That is more likely. I still believe that one of the best places to get laid is at a wedding. And the groom will have a lot of his gorgeous Seal buddies there. I’m sure of it.”

  The wedding day was gorgeous, hot and sunny. The church was spectacular with the pews decorated with real flowers. The groom was handsome in his Navy Seal uniform as were his attendants, all five of them.

  The bridesmaids and maid of honor were beautiful too. Paulette and Amber were sitting in a pew with three elderly women. They were aunts, Amber thought, but she wasn’t sure whether they were her aunts or her mother’s aunts.

  Paulette privately thought they could also qualify as Amber’s grandmother’s aunts. The groom’s side of the church was bedazzled with men in uniform.

  After the ceremony the festivities moved to a banquet hall that was part of a large hotel complex and Paulette said, “I bet you wish I brought my car now.” It would not be possible to get a taxi near the church and it was a six block walk.

  Amber shook her head slowly, “Paulette. Paulette. You have so much to learn. This is another one of the reasons we don’t have a car here. We’ll have to get to find someone to ride with and I think that gentleman over there looks like just the lad to give us one.”

  Paulette followed her gaze and saw a strikingly handsome man in uniform standing at the bottom of the steps to the church. People were taking photos and he was standing off to one side.

  Amber strolled over to him and said a few words, which Paulette couldn’t hear but she did not need to know the words. She knew what Amber was doing. The man nodded and Amber turned to Paulette and waved her in a signal for her to come closer.

  Amber said, “This is my friend Paulette.” To Paulette she said, “This is our hero for the day, Sean. He’s going to take us to the reception in his car.”

  Paulette said, “Very nice to meet you.”

  “Likewise,” said Sean. “I have my buddy with me but there is plenty of room for you lovely ladies.” Sean said.

  His buddy was a very tall man. The man helped the women into the car and once Paulette was settled in the back seat, the further introductions were made. The buddy was Max.

  Paulette was seated behind Max and she looked at the back of his head admiring the breadth of his shoulders. She could tell by the muscular neck and broad shoulders that he must have played some serious football at some point in life.

  She kept her eyes on the back of his head and his neck. If she could make him the star of her next dream, that would be wonderful.

  When they arrived at the reception, Sean and Max escorted them out of the car and into the reception. It was a standup affair so there was no need to worry about the matter of seating arrangements. The four of them had entered the festivities together so it was only natural that they stuck together as the afternoon trans
pired.

  Max asked Paulette if he could get her something from the open bar and she said she would love to have a glass of red wine. As soon as he went to get it she regretted that she had asked for red wine because as sure as anything she would spill it on her brand-new blue dress.

  White wine would be so much easier to deal with if it spilled on her. It was just something about her that her breasts seemed a magnet for every drink she ever drank and every bite of food she ever ate.

  When Max brought her back the glass of wine, Sean brought a matching one for Amber. Both men had their huge hands wrapped around large glasses of beer. They toasted each other with “Here’s to a great wedding.”

  Then they toasted the women, “and our beautiful companions for the afternoon.”

  By the time she had her second glass of red wine, Paulette was feeling quite brave because she had failed to splash anything and by the second glass she really didn’t care if she did. She was having the time of her life.

  As she sipped the second glass of wine, she leaned forward and dropped her voice in a big stage whisper, “I have to admit that I don’t even know the bride. She’s Amber’s cousin and I’m just here as Amber’s date. Her plus one.”

  Max said, “I really don’t know any in the room either – except Sean – and the groom.” He then added with a wicked smile, “and now you. And to think I almost didn’t want to come to the wedding. I’m sure glad I did.”

  Then he looked serious, “You said you were here as Amber’s date. Um, uh, are you?”

  “Am I what?”

  “Amber’s date?”

  She shook her head, looking puzzled. “No.”

  “I had to ask. It just dawned on me that you and Amber might be a couple.”

  “No.” Paulette spoke a little more vehemently that she meant to.