Girls With Curves

Fat girls try harder. Something I found out a long time ago while I was still in high school. Kathy Thomas was a big girl with a pretty face. One night while we were out hanging with the group her and I started making out in the backseat of the car. No one thought much of it but it got kind of heavy. My hand ended up inside her pussy and she had my cock out stroking me. She was an excellent kisser and gently stroked me until I came on her jeans. That kind of freaked her out and we had to stop at a gas station so she could clean up her jeans. She was worried her mom would find out. A week later she picked me up and it was just the two of us driving around town. She parked the car and we got in the back seat. This time we took off our clothes. She really knew what she was doing and we fucked good that night. Even though she was a bigger girl she had the curves in all the right places and man could she move her body. Nice big tits and a small waist. What a woman! I knew then that big girls could be a lot of fun. So I changed my taste in women because of her and a few other bigger girls that followed. I had guys make fun of me for it. I didn't care. I thought they were rather stupid for limiting themselves to to an image promoted by pop culture. Such as Penthouse models. I have nothing against skinny models but definitely prefer girls with assets and curves. Sometimes the bigger the better like Brenda.
Brenda as six feet tall and had a very large hour glass figure. That girl was probably the biggest I ever had and let me tell you she was smoking hot. She had a perfect hour glass body. Big tits with huge dark areolas and inch long nipples to suckle. Her pussy was incredible. The scent was over powering and very strong. She could make the neighborhood smell like sex. When I ate her and teased her clit just right her pussy would shoot like no other. She blasted my face with pussy juice. It embarrassed her. I told her she was awesome.
"Really?"
"Oh my God Brenda! Your pussy is the best thing I have ever seen. I love it when you squirt."
"It just seems so nasty."
"Honey, guys like nasty. Your pussy is incredible."
She loved me for saying that. We got pretty heavy for awhile and then she met my parents. I could tell they did not approve because of her size. Dad always liked thin women. He worked hard on me to find another girl. I got very angry with him and we almost came to fighting over it. Even my mom had that talk with me. Brenda knew it. That was why she decided to break tings off. It took a long time for me to start speaking to my folks again.
I almost married Brenda and now wish I had. The girl I ended up with was thick with curves and such. Passable for my folks to approve of. What a dumb standard but it still makes sense. If I knew then what I know now I would have married Brenda and been very happy. My folks would have just had to deal with it. The memories of Brenda are very fond. I'll never forget that scent and how wet we made the bed. I can still hear her scream right as her pussy exploded. It's just as well. She died abruptly of a heart attack at the young age of forty five, I was very sad that day when I read the obituary. She died single and that broke my heart for her. We would have made each other happy. Especially in the bedroom.
Then there was Margaret. My mistress of five years. Margaret was a very plain looking woman who never wore make up. I remember meeting her at work. She was a customer of the finance office. I took her payment one day and she was a skilled conversationalist. We stood chatting as her young daughter made out with her boyfriend in Margaret's car. I pointed it out to her and she laughed.
"Not much I can do about her."
Margaret was braless that day and made quite an impression on me. She was a hippy type gal with no flare for dramatics or pretenses. I loved her curves and big jiggly tits right away. She had a rather large hour glass shape with big thick legs.
It all started after my wife experienced endometriosis. The pain she felt was so bad it made her cry. We went for months without having sex. I decided to go see Margaret. That was a pretty bold move that could have gotten me fired had it backfired. But she let me into her house and we talked. I remember her nipples poking her tee shirt jiggling around under the almost see through white cotton shirt. She seemed to know it was turning me on. Finally I said, "Do you always go braless?"
"Yes. I hate wearing a bra. Does it bother you?"
"Not at all. In fact, I think its very sexy."
"Me sexy?" She laughed.
"I think so."
"Well I'm fat and ugly. But some guys do like it. My last boyfriend said he liked bigger girls. God rest his soul. He was shot by gang members right out in the front yard. I'll never forget seeing my mate's lifeless body. It was very real. When you're dead you are gone."
"That must have been very disturbing."
"Yea, especially when I realized I didn't have a mate anymore."
Instantly I had an idea. I asked to use her bathroom. I went inside and took off all my clothes. My cock was hard throbbing like crazy. I walked out in front of her and she looked up without flinching. "Wow! What's this?"
"It's me Margaret wanting to be your mate." She chuckled. Her eyes starred at my cock. "Wow! That's nice big piece of meat. My boyfriend is half that size. He's like a hamburger and you're more like a steak." An odd comparison but I'll take it.
"I'd love it if we could have an affair. My wife can't fuck anymore and I'm going crazy."
"I see." I stood there throbbing as she starred at it the entire time. "Can you let me think about it? Maybe call me Monday?"
"Sure. I have no other options so take your time. I'll get dressed." As I turned to get my clothes she still starred at me. Later she told me I had her at the first sight of my cock. But she liked the rest of me too.
That weekend went by and I called her the next Monday afternoon. The anticipation and suspense made it all the more exciting to hear her invite me over that Wednesday afternoon.
When I arrived at her house I was very excited. She was the same as always. No make up, braless wearing short cutoffs. She took me to her bedroom and we stripped naked. She literally attacked me. We kissed and then she knelt down and went crazy sucking my cock. She was the most eager woman I have ever had. She wanted it just as bad as I did. When she came up for air she had me lay on my back. She climbed on me and we did sixty nine. Her pussy was amazing. Very hairy with big butterfly pussy lips. She had a mild scent and she was slicker than any woman I have ever slid into. She turned the other way and rode me like no other woman ever has. Margaret was a real freak in bed. One of the best fucks of my life! We fucked for over two hours. I came twice and she came several times. We set up a weekly meeting which then turned into two times a week. She had an active imagination and we did it in different ways. Like outside at night. Or we would travel to a remote wooded area and get wild. I really miss Margaret.
I'm a lot older now and those days seem to have gone by. I am retired and don't meet very many new friends but still I am always on the look out for opportunities. Some day I might just meet another big woman in need. In the interim my wife had a hysterectomy and we practice regular sex so life goes on and all is well. I wish my wife would agree to swing but she has always been adamant about things like that.