Another Ex: Ally - Caucasian BBW
Sometimes Good Things Come in Big Packages, But Then Again…
In my later career as an admin for a law firm, I guess I made it known to co-workers that I was ready to re-enter the dating world. One co-worker suggested her good friend to me. She was on Facebook, so I looked her up and saw that she was a very pretty BBW, and since I’ve had experience with women who were large, healthy and had incredible insatiable sexual appetites, I was game.
I contacted and friended Ally on Facebook, and we started chatting within minutes on my lunch break. I wasn’t sure what she did for a living, and I still don’t, but she also lived in New Jersey and had a car and was willing to meet me after work. During our initial online conversation, I learned she liked beer and burgers so I asked her if she were willing to come over that night to my place. Since I worked with her good friend, and I had no intention of fleeing the country, I guess I felt that I would be as safe as possible as a potential dater or something.
It was summer and hot, and I got home fairly quickly and as soon as I did I started cooking, not remembering if I gave her my cell number or not…but I texted it to her on FB anyway…just in case.
I sat down and had a martini and just waited, but she was very timely and my doorbell rang. When I opened the door I saw this big beautiful woman with large expressive eyes and an enormous healthy bosom. I smiled, and welcomed her.
We ate at my kitchen table, did small talk, I asked how well she knew my female co-worker and she said she was her lover. “OK” I said, and I dropped the conversation point. Ally volunteered that there was an open group of people who were all lovers, and that… I think I got it, sexual freedom in New Jersey and all.
We sat together on my small IKEA loveseat, which at the time, was the only small couch I could afford (you had to build those damn things, and the wood is as heavy as hell – I still have it) and drank a few beers, see what our likes and dislikes were, and chatted.
I couldn’t help myself, but I did find my eyes drawn to her enormous breasts, and my eyes were torn between her beautiful eyes...and….
The loveseat was small, only four feet wide, so here we were sitting within close proximity and I leaned over and kissed her, not knowing her in the flesh for more than two hours, not knowing her at all over five hours previous. She sighed, leaned back and our tongues just went wild with each other, it was nice.
Then I grabbed a handful of breasts and squeezed as we kissed, it was nice. She removed her blouse, and her bra. I said let’s go to my bedroom where I put on some mellow sounds for background music.
Like Mary, Ally was a screamer when I ate her pussy. She got all crazy wet and I loved it. I loved sucking her huge nipples too which topped her ample breasts. We were two naked folks really going at it. I think we tried ass fucking. Why do all big girls like to get fucked in the ass? I’m not complaining mind you, I love to do it, it’s just an observation. We stopped, we talked, finally it was after 2AM, and I told her I needed to sleep, and she could stay if she wanted.
Morning sex is so nice, it’s my favorite kind sometimes. I walked Ally to her car and we made plans to get together soon. She told me she was an actress in summer stock local productions, and amateur theatre companies, and I was impressed. I made a point to see her in one of these.
We got together a few more times, but I noticed she started to get very clingy. I also wasn’t entirely comfortable with the fact that the house that she says she owned was partially inhabited by her ex. She gave me a story about how he had nowhere else to go, and that they were friends only now, but I had seen recent photos of them together in her Facebook photos section. She was also big into Ren fairs, and that too was a plus.
But for whatever reason, we just drifted apart. I tried again, a few months later by inviting her along to a Swell Season concert in Prospect Park in Brooklyn. It was hot as hell out, late summer heat, she seemed to enjoy the show, and I loved it. I took her to a diner in Jersey that night, but when I noticed how late it was, I figured I needed to sleep.
She wanted to stay over badly, and I felt bad. She asked me a few times, but I knew deep down that if she stayed that night that would be having sex all night long, and in the morning, and I didn’t want to be the one using her. I said no, and it was the last time I ever saw her.
I heard she finally found someone, although he appeared to be a much older man in his mid to late sixties. She was ten years younger than me, and that would make this guy twenty years older than her. Love is strange, and I thought about her from time to time as I do some of the better relationships however long or short, that in retrospect I wish I could have saved, or maybe tried harder at, because I kept getting myself involved with bad women, making bad mistakes otherwise.
In my later career as an admin for a law firm, I guess I made it known to co-workers that I was ready to re-enter the dating world. One co-worker suggested her good friend to me. She was on Facebook, so I looked her up and saw that she was a very pretty BBW, and since I’ve had experience with women who were large, healthy and had incredible insatiable sexual appetites, I was game.
I contacted and friended Ally on Facebook, and we started chatting within minutes on my lunch break. I wasn’t sure what she did for a living, and I still don’t, but she also lived in New Jersey and had a car and was willing to meet me after work. During our initial online conversation, I learned she liked beer and burgers so I asked her if she were willing to come over that night to my place. Since I worked with her good friend, and I had no intention of fleeing the country, I guess I felt that I would be as safe as possible as a potential dater or something.
It was summer and hot, and I got home fairly quickly and as soon as I did I started cooking, not remembering if I gave her my cell number or not…but I texted it to her on FB anyway…just in case.
I sat down and had a martini and just waited, but she was very timely and my doorbell rang. When I opened the door I saw this big beautiful woman with large expressive eyes and an enormous healthy bosom. I smiled, and welcomed her.
We ate at my kitchen table, did small talk, I asked how well she knew my female co-worker and she said she was her lover. “OK” I said, and I dropped the conversation point. Ally volunteered that there was an open group of people who were all lovers, and that… I think I got it, sexual freedom in New Jersey and all.
We sat together on my small IKEA loveseat, which at the time, was the only small couch I could afford (you had to build those damn things, and the wood is as heavy as hell – I still have it) and drank a few beers, see what our likes and dislikes were, and chatted.
I couldn’t help myself, but I did find my eyes drawn to her enormous breasts, and my eyes were torn between her beautiful eyes...and….
The loveseat was small, only four feet wide, so here we were sitting within close proximity and I leaned over and kissed her, not knowing her in the flesh for more than two hours, not knowing her at all over five hours previous. She sighed, leaned back and our tongues just went wild with each other, it was nice.
Then I grabbed a handful of breasts and squeezed as we kissed, it was nice. She removed her blouse, and her bra. I said let’s go to my bedroom where I put on some mellow sounds for background music.
Like Mary, Ally was a screamer when I ate her pussy. She got all crazy wet and I loved it. I loved sucking her huge nipples too which topped her ample breasts. We were two naked folks really going at it. I think we tried ass fucking. Why do all big girls like to get fucked in the ass? I’m not complaining mind you, I love to do it, it’s just an observation. We stopped, we talked, finally it was after 2AM, and I told her I needed to sleep, and she could stay if she wanted.
Morning sex is so nice, it’s my favorite kind sometimes. I walked Ally to her car and we made plans to get together soon. She told me she was an actress in summer stock local productions, and amateur theatre companies, and I was impressed. I made a point to see her in one of these.
We got together a few more times, but I noticed she started to get very clingy. I also wasn’t entirely comfortable with the fact that the house that she says she owned was partially inhabited by her ex. She gave me a story about how he had nowhere else to go, and that they were friends only now, but I had seen recent photos of them together in her Facebook photos section. She was also big into Ren fairs, and that too was a plus.
But for whatever reason, we just drifted apart. I tried again, a few months later by inviting her along to a Swell Season concert in Prospect Park in Brooklyn. It was hot as hell out, late summer heat, she seemed to enjoy the show, and I loved it. I took her to a diner in Jersey that night, but when I noticed how late it was, I figured I needed to sleep.
She wanted to stay over badly, and I felt bad. She asked me a few times, but I knew deep down that if she stayed that night that would be having sex all night long, and in the morning, and I didn’t want to be the one using her. I said no, and it was the last time I ever saw her.
I heard she finally found someone, although he appeared to be a much older man in his mid to late sixties. She was ten years younger than me, and that would make this guy twenty years older than her. Love is strange, and I thought about her from time to time as I do some of the better relationships however long or short, that in retrospect I wish I could have saved, or maybe tried harder at, because I kept getting myself involved with bad women, making bad mistakes otherwise.
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