“Good.” He grinned again, “Because I find you immensely attractive and would like to – see more of you.”
Paulette got his double entendre immediately. He could see more of her over time or just see more of her now – more of her naked flesh.
She was shocked at the heat that flooded into her genitals. “And I would like to see more of you.”
Amber and Paulette went into the restroom to freshen their make up and Amber said, “Max really likes you.”
“That works because I really like him. But he was telling me that he’s just here for the wedding because he and the groom were at the Academy together.” Paulette added, “He is staying in the hotel that’s attached to the banquet hall.”
Amber raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
Paulette had a very strong feeling that something was about to happen and she knew that she would eventually tell Amber everything. But right now, she didn’t want to anticipate too much in advance.
Sometimes the best laid plans went all to shit.
“So if you disappear, I shouldn’t worry about it.”
“No.”
“I won’t.” Amber smiled, “Have fun and if I don’t see you before our next shift, save the stories for me.”
The Best Laid Seal
When Paulette and Amber emerged from the restroom Max draped his arm over Paulette’s shoulders and whispered in her ear, “If you want to get out of your shoes, we can slip next door.” He indicated the hotel.
Paulette’s shoes were still comfortable even though they had danced for almost an hour. Paulette was about to say, “My feet are just fine thank you very much” but she realized that this was all a social tango of its own.
She knew that tomorrow Max would be gone but tonight, the night was young and she was horny and so was he.
“That sounds wonderful,” Paulette said.
When they got in the hotel elevator on the way to the third floor where Max’s room was, Max pulled her toward him and kissed her.
She could feel through his jacket. Max felt his hands sink into her flesh and a shot of heat flashed through him. Her tits were pressed against his chest and he felt his erection throb with anticipation.
He loved flesh and lots of it. He was a big man and he wanted a good solid woman under him so he could pound into her without any reservation. He wanted to feel the soft flesh of her ass in his hands; he wanted to play with the rolls of her belly. He wanted to lose himself in her fat.
This big round goddess was the epitome of womanhood.
Finding Playmates
Paulette had to laugh at herself and her habits, the most annoying of which was her habit of overanalyzing everything. As she approached Max’s room, she was thinking about how right Amber was about getting laid at a wedding.
There was no way for her to meet men for such escapades at work. The clients were so old, that their children were senior citizens too, most of the time. Even if they had grandchildren who came to visit, they didn’t come to visit between eleven at night and seven in the morning, which was Paulette’s chosen shift.
Even though all the sex that she had in her life had been a disappointing adventure more than four years ago, she had been able to keep herself tuned up in the meantime.
She knew how her body responded and was adept in giving herself multiple orgasms. It had been long time finding the right man to play with. She knew that was her fault. There was no chance to find a playmate through work.
She chose not to socialize much outside of work. Oh Amber was so right. Weddings set up the romantic atmosphere and seemed to emit some sort of atmosphere that just made people horny.
Now as Max unlocked the hotel room door, he said to Paulette, “you are one beautiful lady.”
She looked at him quickly and her skepticism must have shown in her face. He leaned forward and kissed her firmly on her lips, his tongue probing her mouth.
He pushed open the door with his body and guided her inside.
Even though they were both clearly hot for each other, Max went back to his polite suggestion that her feet needed to be released from the prison of her shoes. He guided her to the bed and knelt before her removing her shoes one at a time and placed them neatly side-by-side.
He cupped her left flood in his hand and massaged it. Paulette could not help but moan. She had never felt anything quite as exquisite as the sensations that were running up her leg from the sole of her foot.
The sensations increased in intensity as he ran his large hands, massaging her calf, and then her knee. Because of the difficulty she had and squeezing into pantyhose, Paulette was wearing a garter belt and nylons.
She could feel his fingers tense as he reached the top of her pantyhose and felt her naked flesh.
“Oh my God,” he said. “You’re wearing a garter belt. I have never felt anything so hot in my life.”
He moved so that he was positioned between her legs, still on his knees. He placed one hand on each thigh and he leaned forward so that his face was between her legs. He pressed her thighs together and positioned himself so that she could feel his hot breath on her pussy.
“I want you,” he said, his voice muffled by her thighs. Max wanted her like he had never wanted a woman in a very long time. He was a passionate man and needed his women big.
Not only was Paulette big, she was confident and she was beautiful. The thought flashed through his mind that he could hardly wait to see her naked. Was she a natural blonde? He wondered.
His next question was whether he could wait to plunge into her heat which he could feel against his lips. He leaned back and looked up at her and asked, “May I remove the dress?”
Paulette replied, “Yes you may.” She didn’t move to start taking off her dress. She sat passively waiting for him to lift it over her head. She was wearing her brand-new navy blue lacy brawl with matching panties. She had on a pale beige garter belt.
He laid her dress carefully over one of the chairs in the hotel room and then removed his uniform slowly and methodically.
His body was well muscled, his abs defined, his buttocks high and round. His cock was stiff and thrust out before him. It leaned a little to the left and it bounced as he walked back toward her.
Paulette could not take her eyes off his cock. She had never seen one in real life, except when she was attending to one of her elderly male patients.
This was a weapon of pleasure not something utilitarian. As she looked at the length of it and the circumference of it she wondered if it would hurt as he entered her.
The thought of him entering her made her breasts feel as if they were melting and she could feel a gush of dampness in her panties.
“Is it all right with you to leave your garter belt on?” He asked. He was on the bed beside her and then he reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her breasts tumbled out.
They were white and round, and drooping with their weight. Her nipples were a dark red, almost brown, dramatic in a contrast to her pale flesh. He guided her back so that she was lying with her head on his left shoulder while his right hand was busily playing with her tits.
She wondered if she should reach down with her hand and touched his cock. Her experience had been somewhat limited but her curiosity got the best of her. She wrapped her fingers around his penis and began gently stroking up and down.
Paulette could feel dampness on the head of his penis and she placed her thumb over the opening at the tip. She rotated the pad of her thumb spreading his droplets all over his cock head.
“You are really good at this,” he said. As he spoke he shifted himself and she released his cock. “I have to have some of you,” he said.
The logistics of removing her panties without removing her garter belt could not be overcome. So he unhooked her garter belt and peeled off her nylons. Then he removed her panties.
Her bush was a thick thatch of very curly, very blonde hair. Her belly was large and white and he had to push back the lower roll to get a full v
iew of her thick thatch.
He moved his hands down so that he could part her thighs and then part her pussy lips. Her inner lips were a deep pale pink and he could see the opening to her vagina glistening.
He moved between her thighs and took his cock in one hand watching as the tip of his cock touched her inner lips.
“You have a very large cock,” she said.
“I will go as easy as I can,” he said. “I don’t want to hurt you.” The intensity was too much for him and it was a struggle to enter her slowly.
Her breasts had fallen to the side of her chest pulled down by their weight. He had about 2 inches of his cock inside her when he reached up with both hands, holding his weight with his thighs.
He took a breast in each hand and pushed them up so that her red nipples were pointing directly at him. He slid further into her and felt her hips thrust up to meet him.
He leaned forward and slowly began to fuck her. She was a smooth and comfortable ride and he put a little of his weight on her as he leaned forward to suck her gigantic nipples.
He wanted to hold back because he didn’t want this to end. She was thrusting against him and her breathing changed and he realized that she was having an orgasm.
“Harder,” she said.
Max pulled back as far as he could and thrust himself into her.
“Oh yes,” she said. “That’s it. Harder. As hard as you can.”
Her lace was splayed out and he could feel her belly against his belly, her tits against his chest and her solid body underneath his as he rocked himself back and forth against the length of her.
“I’m coming again,” she cried.
It took all of his effort to hold back his own orgasm as he continued to fuck her with all his might. Then he felt his balls tighten and the exquisite pleasure/pain of his orgasm beginning and taking a long and circuitous route through his entire body and then exploding into her.
Once More
Max collapsed on her warm body, or willing to withdraw from her just yet. But he was aware that he was crushing her so he rolled over slowly.
Paulette was astounded. Her dreams had never even been this good. Part of her want to say, thank you, and part of her want to start it all over again.
Max got each of them a bottle of water out of the small fridge. “We need to replenish our fluids.”
As they drank their water, Max could feel his desire rising again. He loved her body with its flowing flesh and its softness.
He began with her breasts. First he gently licked them, flicking her nipples with his tongue and then he took each breast, one by one, and squeezed it tightly between his hands and sucked hard on her nipples.
She made it clear that she enjoyed this semi-rough treatment. She cupped his testicles and squeezed them gently as if she were encouraging them to build up a new load.
Whether or not that was her intention, that is what she was doing. He could feel another load building and he could feel his cock reach its full hardness again.
He wanted to fuck her tits but he didn’t want to make it all about his wants. His plan was to straddle her and put his cock between her gigantic boobs. Then he was going to pull back and shift his body so that he would be between her thighs again.
When he began to move, she spoke, “please don’t stop. Just pinch my nipples.”
He moved his hands so that he had her nipples between his thumb and forefinger while his other three fingers held her tips tightly against his cock. He pinched and rolled her nipples.
Paulette moaned and then screamed a deep throaty scream. “Oh dear God,” she said. “You’re making me come.”
Paulette couldn’t believe it. It was like her whole body was one gigantic clitoris. As she entered into an orgasm that was deeper than anything she had ever felt in her life, he said, “I hope it’s okay baby. But about to drench you.”
And he pumped shot after shot of his jism all over her chest. This time both of them drifted into a semi-sleep.
And Then Twice More
Max asked Paulette if she wanted a bite to eat. She looked at the clock on the night side table and she was about to say that perhaps she should be thinking about going home, when he said, “do you have anywhere else to be?”
“No,” she said. She and Amber had agreed that they would each find their own way home. That way there was no pressure on either of them to end their evening before they wanted to.
At the time, Paulette didn’t think it was necessary but now she was grateful that Amber had the foresight to suggest that they play it by ear and go home separately if the occasion warranted it.
“Great,” he said. “I’m going to order up some snacks for us.” Paulette took a shower and when she emerged from the bathroom, room service had already been there.
They nibbled on some of the crackers and cheese and grapes that had arrived and drank another bottle of water.
Paulette wondered if Max’s apparent readiness for a third session of fucking was normal. She had kind of been under the impression that once was typical and twice was lucky.
She never expected to end up in bed with a man tonight and she certainly never expected that if she did end up in bed with a man, that he would want to screw her four times.
The third session lasted for more than an hour as he began with fucking her tits and then asked her to position herself on her hands and knees.
Entering her from behind, Max seemed to go deeper. Each plunge into her reached something deep inside her. He reached around her and took her pendulous breasts which were swinging free underneath her and squeezed them.
Each squeeze was in unison with each thrust. Paulette’s body bounced and jounced as he pounded into her, over and over and over again. She buried her face in the pillow as she screamed in ecstasy.
She felt the heat of his cum as he ejaculated into her. This time they collapsed, spooning with his cock still inside her. This is how they fell asleep.
When they woke in the morning, they had become separated but only by a few inches. She was sleeping on her back and he had an arm resting over her stomach.
He excused himself for a moment and she could hear him peeing. This made her want to pee and she padded toward the bathroom meeting him as he came back into the bedroom.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said.
“Good morning,” she replied.
“Don’t be long,” he said. “I’ll be waiting for you.”
And he was. He was lying on his back with his shaft standing straight up.
Uninhibited, Paulette straddled him lowering herself over his thickness. Her tits brushed against his chest and he lifted one of them to his mouth. Paulette moved her cunt up and down and then shifted slightly sideways so that she could feel it hit her inside from a different angle.
Then she tried the other side. She found that by sitting straighter and by leaning forward she could make his cock reach every recess of her vagina. Then as she was sitting straight up and leaning back just a little bit, she felt it hit her G spot.
It was like pressing a button and creating an instant climax. She did this several times alternating between the angle of contact.
As she fucked him, Max took extreme interest in her breasts, fondly and sucking and biting. When they were both sated, Max ordered room service breakfast. It was with reluctance that he realized that it was almost time for his flight.
Paulette knew that her body would ache from all the unfamiliar activity. She also knew that she might never see Max again but she was grateful for all the lessons that she had learned.
Not just the lessons about sexual positions but about her own ability to enjoy the moment. There would be other weddings and she could make a few minor changes in her life and put herself in a better position to meet more men.
Big Girls One Night with a Football Superstar - Book 2
Paulette Loves Sex
Paulette recently had an experience that rattled her entire existence. She had a wild night of passi
on with a big handsome horny guy. Her only previous experience had been a disappointing encounter when she was a teenager.
While she seemed to have them waiting all her life for the kind of attention she received in her glorious one night stand, Paulette now realized that once was not enough. She loved sex.
Once you have seen a glimpse of glory like Paulette did, it is very difficult to go back to the same old way of living life. This was a lesson she had learned. For Paulette, the glory was all about the magic night she had but that was a month ago.
She had masturbated for a whole month fueled by memories of what he did to her that wonderful night and what she did to him. It was one of those once-in-a-lifetime things she kept telling herself.
There was another lesson that she had learned and she was only realizing that now. She had learned that she was fine just the way she was and that she did not need to hide behind smiles and niceties. When you’re a plus size gal it’s pretty hard to hide so Paulette realized what a blessing it was to just let herself go and say what was on her mind.
Working the midnight shift in the gerontology ward with her friend Amber gave the two women plenty of time to discuss sex. Among other things. They had relived every nuance of Paulette’s first real sexual adventure.
Amber kept asking her if she was going to see the guy again. Clearly Amber didn’t get it. At twenty-three, Paulette had missed a lot of the fun that she should have been having in her life.
She was not going to turn a beautiful one-time event into a boring old ritual. She was going to use it as a springboard to the life she always wanted. A life where she had the fun she wanted to have and she had it on her terms.
Paulette had the next two days off and she woke this morning ready for an adventure. It was actually early afternoon because she had gone to bed and she got home at half past seven in the morning – so even though it was afternoon for the rest of the world, for her it was the morning.
Refreshed by a good morning nap and the knowledge that she was free for a couple of days, Paulette had very daring thought. It had been in the back of her mind for a few days.
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