Invisible No More [M] [F] [BBW] [Creampie] [oral]

I’m not a man that asks for much. I love my steaks medium-rare. I like my women big and curvy. I like my music loud with the bass up.

I realized big beautiful double D’s and soft, plump asses were just something I was into during my four years of undergrad. Yet, the more my friends talked about the girls they liked, the surer about my own preferences I became, that I wasn’t in some phase.

See, they preferred tall and thin, with small, shapely tits and ass, with a flat tummy and slender legs. Essentially, your traditional model. Their dicks perking up at a carbon copy template. Don’t get me wrong, I could certainly appreciate the work required to maintain a slender figure and a tight tummy. It just wasn’t for *me*.

I needed a large, spankable ass to fuck, with some big tits to kiss and grip. And plump lips any day of the week. Nothing is more satisfying than a big, beautiful woman under me and watching her tits bounce in rhythm while we fuck.

Those same friends often rip me walking up to a group of girls at the bar, then flirting with and taking home the chubby one that’s usually hiding in the back. I try telling them the sex is better. Big girls are kinkier, the pussy is wetter, and the blowjobs will make you faint. While my friends are begging the “hottest” chicks across campus to text them back, I’m busy having the best sex of my life. Ah well, more for me.

Too bad I’ve been in a bit of a sexual lull recently. It’s been a solid several months since I’ve cum in anything other than a sock. Damn grad school was kicking my ass. My last fuck buddy, a cocksucking prize dropped out of school in the summer. She met some guy back in her hometown and thinks they’re gonna last forever. Yeah ok.

So comes the Thanksgiving Holiday, I’m nearly ready to risk it all. Not just because I need to fuck, but because my little sister Cori continually teased me with her best friend, her roommate, and newest Friend of the Family, every single holiday.

Her gorgeous, full figured best friend Bailey.

Light brown eyes like pools of honey. Long hair with the locks of an angel. Skin so smooth, it’d be confused for silk. Lips so full I couldn’t help but imagine them covered in red lipstick, wrapped around my cock. A plump ass under those black leggings, and double D’s to match.

The past three years since she first walked through that front door, we’ve sat across from each other at the table during holidays, exchanging quick glances and amplifying the sexual tension. I’d undress her with my eyes, she’d notice, then blush and hastily look away. Because she and my sister were joined at the hip, I’d never had a chance to pursue. Keeps me out of trouble, I guess. But of course, I had to nonverbally let her know how badly I want to drag my tongue across her chest and thighs.

As the Thanksgiving evening wound down, and the food settled, I found myself in the basement at my father’s home theatre, sprawled over the couch watching football. Well, football was watching me. I was paying more attention to my phone. The Cowboys and Jaguars were locked in a 10-10 snooze fest well into the final quarter; I wasn’t missing much.

The older members of the family were upstairs drinking wine and playing card games, leaving me alone, until I hear footsteps entering the basement.

“Chris?”

The angelic voice of Bailey hits my ears, and she descends into the basement. My eyes are fixated on her when she enters my view. I’m target locked on those tits in that bra, hidden under that blouse. Her thighs and ass covered in the leggings that make her everything about her legs look nice and shapely, waiting for me to undress.

I try to play it cool. “Pleasant surprise. I thought you and Cori were going to go see Aunt Mary.”

She shifts in her seat. “I told her I wasn’t feeling well. I don’t think your Aunt Mary likes me very much.”

I say, “You’re right.” Her head hangs, giving me a good giggle. “She doesn’t like anyone very much. She’s a huge bitch.”

She laughs too, her infectious smile and adorable giggle makes me smile cock perk up.

“Plus, I saw you weren’t going, and I wanted to see you.” she says

I go from perked up to fully erect within a fraction of a second. “And here I am. What can I help you with?”

Those light brown eyes scan me from head to toe, matching my eyes traveling every square centimeter of her body.

“You were checking me out pretty hard at me at dinner.” She says,

I don’t mince words. I want to think of something smooth and irresistible, but my brain just isn’t there. All I wanted to do was be on top of her. “Sorry. I’ll hide it better next time. I just find you *really* attractive.”

Bailey plays with her fingernails, and her eyes darted around the room, looking like she wants to spring up and hide behind the bar. “I never said it was bad.”

There’s no doubt in my mind that I told her something she needed to hear, as if this is the first time her ego has been stroked in quite a while. Moving her from an “invisible” friend into a girl someone actually finds sexually attractive.

And invisible she very likely was. Because my sister Cori, she is fine as hell. Their other friends Maya, Clara and Christine, were gorgeous as fuck. Bailey is cute too, but anyone can see she’s practically set up to feel bad about herself when she’s the only plus size girl at a table full of supermodels, just content being the quiet one in back, as if her size makes her any less beautiful.

I flash her my best smile, “Good. Because I’m not gonna feel bad about it. That ok? You look nervous.”

Her hands fidget with each other, and her feet awkwardly shuffle over the other. “It is! Sorry, I’m just nervous and didn’t expect it.”

“Why not?”

“Well, guys usually talk to me to get at my friends and your sister, or because they think I’m easy. I had to make sure you didn’t think the same.”

I lean across the couch and kiss her cheek. “No, I look at you like that because you’re fucking sexy.”

As I take my chance with the kiss, just a quick peck to make her heart flutter, she grabs me by the back of my head and presses her lips to me. I grab her waist and pull her into me, and she melts right into my body. Her hands paw at my chest and abs, my cock tensing for her touch.

Like we could get caught at any moment and the fun would end, we start ripping clothes off each other. At the sight of those thighs, uncovered, new passion turns to carnal lust. She lifts my arms above my head and removes my shirt. I unbutton her blouse and start the pile of clothes for more to soon join, getting an eyeful of her curves, and those tits that I wanted to love and nestle myself between. I lay her down and toss her pants aside.

The double D’s are contained in a red lace number, her rock-hard nipples threatening to pierce a hole in the cups, and a red lace thong to match.

I crawl over her. My body savors the feeling of her shudder under me while my hands travel her body, and my teeth nibble at her shoulder, giving her small bruises she would love later, to remind her of our time together. The soft, long kisses on her neck, shift to running my tongue across her chest, then caressing the beautiful curves on her stomach and waist en route to her warm inner thighs. I can smell that sweet wet pussy drenching that thong.

I move her thong to the side and bury my face that beautiful slit. Luscious juices gush over my tongue with each flick at her sensitive nub. Soft hands grip the back of my head, pulling me in closer. Her thighs tightened over my shoulders. I see that large chest rising and falling as I push her closer and closer to the brink of a euphoria.

“Right there, right there!”

My ring and middle fingers insert and curl inside her tight hole. She does her best to muffle pleasure, but she can’t hold back. I’m so turned on my cock nearly hurts. I maintain my form for another few moments, feeling her get closer and closer, and she loses it. Her body jolts under my control, and that sweet candy of hers gives me a mouthful. I relish each and every second and clean up the mess we made.

“I’ve never cum like that before.” she says through winded breaths.

I lick her sweet orgasm off my fingers, rising from her thighs so she can see me savor it.

“Happy I could be of service.”

A soft hand dives between my legs and wraps around my cock, treating the pants and boxers as if they were never there to begin with. She pumps my manhood hard and fast, like she wants me to finish all over her *right now*.

“You going to lick up the next one like that?” she asks.

I kiss her, long and tight so she can still taste the first orgasm. I then say, “For you? I’ll lick up the next 100.”

My cock slides in her soaked pussy and every inch I enter her is another second I feel like blowing my load inside her, hardly even a stroke in. The feeling of her taking every inch that I had made me *weak*. Never had I been inside someone so tight, so wet. Her plump lips showing me her “O” face, her cheeks reddened. My toes are curled already. Can I just stay in here like this for the rest of my life?

“Fuuuuck.” I moan.

Sharp nails dig into my back, holding on for dear life while I’m fully inside her, and finding a rhythm in easily the best pussy I’ve ever had. Her body relaxes under me, and she smiles, watching me enjoy what her forbidden fruits had to offer. Her pussy still pulls me in deeper, massaging every inch of me, making my head spin with how sensational it all feels.

“Yes. Yes. I want it. Fuck me.” she moans directly in my ear.

My pace increased; I can’t help but smile watching those giant, gorgeous tits bounce with the rhythm we were making. I moan nearly as loudly as she does, careful to be too noisy to the adults drinking upstairs. But who cares? Not I. The thrill of sex with someone you’ve wanted for a long time, and it’s everything you thought it would be. The thrill of getting caught, that at any time, someone could walk in and get an eyeful of me balls deep into a woman so profoundly gorgeous. I’ve never felt more alive and excited.

I am full speed, plunging deeper and deeper, faster and faster into her. Her curves ripple with the waves of pleasure I am pounding through her body. As if I would want to be anywhere else.

“Fuck me, Chris. Right there, right there!”

My right hand grabbed a handful of her breast, squeezing her tit so hard I’d leave an imprint for days. My left grabs her hips, holding her tight and forcing her into me, fucking her deeply and thoroughly.

She goes *wild*, burying her pretty face into my shoulder, moaning and wailing into me. Her pussy quivers around me tighter and rougher I treat her. Like I owned her, and every inch of her belonged to me and I can do whatever the fuck I wanted.

My firm grip on her tits turned into me slapping those melons, reddening them as much as I wanted. Those brown eyes rolling in the back of her head forced my hand, then I found myself pounding her relentlessly with my hand wrapped around her throat.

I demand of her, “Cum on this fucking cock.”

In a hushed forced breath, she manages to escape, “Yes sir” and her entire body tenses and releases at once, and she cums with intensity I had never seen before.

“Fucking give it to me.” I order.

The girl I’ve salivated over for years, cumming twice under my efforts? The sight of her body shaking with her orgasm coming in waves, with my cock as the cause of it all is too much for me to resist.

She gasps, “Shoot your cum in me. I want it. I want it!”

Her pretty eyes are staring deep into mine while she begs. Her face full of sexy innocence, asking– no, telling me– where and how to finish. My heart smashes against my ribcage. With the last powerful thrusts, I have, I shoot my load deep in her pussy, and her thirsty twat drinks every drop I have to give.

Drained, spent and satisfied, I collapse on her. We’re breathing heavily, trying to regain control of ourselves. At peace. Satisfied. Amazed.

“I never thought that you were into me, and if you were, never thought that I’d get *that*. I had no idea you’d fuck like that.” she says.

“We’ll, I’ve rehearsed it in my head since the day you showed up here. You’re amazing.”

Her cheeks blush. The post coital glow made her look even more beautiful. “Well, what did you rehearse us doing afterwards?”

“Hmmm.” I don’t know, I never thought I’d get this far. “Well, cuddling you. Then doing it again.”

She spanks my ass, actually startling me. “Well, I wouldn’t say no to cuddles. Maybe I can taste you this time.”

My cock processes this well before my brain does, as it perks up, desperate to give her more as if this is the last time, I’m ever going to have sex. “Say no more.”

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