About five years ago, I made an account on FetLife to try hooking up with someone who had the same sex drive as young adult me. It was a friend who recommended that I give it a try, but what they didn’t tell me was the extent on how some of the members on Fetlife are into BDSM. I was just looking for casual sex and one night stands so I was getting the impression that I was looking in the wrong place. Before giving up, I did find one profile, a young woman who seemed pretty tame in comparison. We’ll call her Tamra. She was on the thicker side, would be right at home on r/chubby, but I remember her having really pretty long blond hair and hazel eyes.
After a few days of chatting over FetLife and over Skype (this was before it faded into obscurity), we finally agreed to meet up. The trouble was that I was still working minimum wage and living with my parents at the time, and all of us worked day shifts so there was no way for me to bring her home without someone noticing. I had to get creative and then the idea came to me. I told her to meet me after 5 PM in the lobby of a mall downtown, about a 5 minute walk from where I work. When I got there I found her waiting for me by the water fountain texting on her phone. She was exactly as her profile depicted her, and I was especially please to find that she was relatively busty. I never asked her measurements but thinking back I’d guess she was a 38D, a good size for my taste.
I came up to her and we greeted each other, talking about how our day went. But since we were already pretty excited to follow through with our plans and we didn’t want to stay at the mall too long (it was in a shady area after all), we decided to leave and head for the bus stop. I paid for my fair and hers and he sat in the far back of the bus. We didn’t want to draw too much attention to us, just in case. Plus the idea of wanting to keep all this a secret was pretty exciting. When we got to the stop down the street from my house, I told her to follow me closely but to stick to the back alley so we wouldn’t be seen by passing cars. It was early to mid September so it was already getting a bit dark out but we could still see and be seen. We got to my neighbor’s back alley detached garage and I told her to wait there as I walk on to my own. Inside I had stashed away a camping tent still folded within its bag, then gave her the signal to continue following me.
A few years prior to this, I had discovered an isolated patch of forest that followed a small river in my area. It appeared to have once been used for going hiking but the path was now overgrown and part of it eroded away due to floods. But the trees were thick enough to hide the view and the nearest houses were still a couple of minutes away, so this felt like the best hiding place. When we finally got to the ideal spot in the woods, out of sight from the houses but not too close to the river in the event that kayakers passed by, I dropped the tent on the ground as it was getting heavy. Then I quickly turned towards Tamra and told her “Alright, I put a lot of effort into finding this spot and bringing us here, I think it’s about time I rewarded myself”. Then I stood behind her and grabbed both of her breasts, one in each head, and gently caressed each one, circling my palm over her shirt fabric and pushing them together. She loosened up and let her head drop back, resting it on my shoulder (she later told me she hasn’t had this done to her in some time so getting groped felt especially good after so long).
After getting a good feel of her chest and its weight, we returned our attention to the bag and began assembling the tent. It was a small camping tent, easy to put together and barely big enough for two. It still took some time to put together and the sky was turning grey, so we climbed in to lay out the sleeping bag and zipped the door behind us. Then I told her I would proceed to phase two and ordered Tamra to strip down to her underwear while I watched. She obeyed without a word, pulling off her long sleeve shirt and jeans, and revealed her white panties and bra. The latter was sturdy looking and had to be to contain such a large chest on a short body. Her cleavage made me insanely hard and I proceeded to strip to my boxers. However we weren’t ready for sex yet. What got us to actually begin talking to one another online was that we both loved playing Pokemon games on the DS. So after sitting there admiring our bodies, we brought out our games and a DS’s so that we could trade a Pokemon to each other. This way we could trade friend codes and have a little souvenir to mark this occasion. After the trade we decide to have a 6 on 6 battle. My team was sadly underleved and she completely obliterated me. I think I only made one or two knockouts.
Following this loss, I decided to get more playfully aggressive. I sneered to her “only one thing will help me cope over this loss, and that’s taking complete control over your body”. I put our games aside and leaned forward to kiss her. She returned the gestured and we pulled on each other’s lips for some time, even once trading tongues. Unable to hold back anymore, I reached behind her and hastily unclipped her bra. It fell onto her thighs hard as the weight of her melons was unleashed. They were still well rounded, not yet sagging and had beautiful ghost nipples. Butterflies came to my stomach as I admired them but I regained my composure and grabbed one in each hand. I once more played with them, making them go in circles, pushing their weight against one another and occasionally flicked her nipples with my thumbs. Her breathing got faster and after quivering slightly she lost balance and fell onto her back, moaning. I climbed on top on her and began feeding on her breasts, running my tongue over their massive shape and sucking on her nips. Her moaning was getting louder but it wasn’t too bad… yet.
I finally caught a whiff of her pussy as she began to get soaked and proceeded to remove her panties, tossing them aside. Grabbing her thighs I shoved my face onto her shaved kitten and licked away. “Yes” she kept whispering as I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue and thrusted the whole deep inside her. Her legs came closing onto my head as she was already getting close to cumming, trapping me in her embrace. I let go of her hips and pushed her legs apart, leaving her completely exposed. Pulling my hard cock out with one hand, I rubbed its tip against her hot wet entrance and pushed my way in. A jolt went through her as she closed her eyes and squealed. I pulled out again and thrusted myself back in, deeper and harder. I pinned her arms behind her head and began pounding her with a steady rhythm. As I rested my chest against hers, she asked if I had a condom on. I did bring some in case she was adamant I’d wear one, but since rubber does not compare to the feeling of flesh, I didn’t bother putting one one and told her “no”. She closed her eyes whimpering “please don’t get me pregnant” and gave in.
We kept fucking in the tent. To keep her excited I occasionally changed my pace, sometimes grinding myself inside her. I even had her on all fours and managed to grope her as we fucked on, giving her nice big ass a good spank. Things must have gotten too good however. Remember that I found Tamra on FetLife and had I paid a little more attention, I would have realized that her biggest turn on was being dominated. She was a sub after all. I wanted her to feel real good so I began rubbing her clit with my hand as I continue fucking her missionary. That’s when she began screaming in pleasure, sounding almost like something out of an adult comedy movie. I could tell she was having a good time but I was getting worried that she was going to start drawing attention. I pulled my hand away from her pussy and shielded her mouth, trying to encourage her to keep quiet. This only made her scream louder as I made her feel powerless. My hand was practically vibrating and did little to muffle her (she later admitted that me covering her mouth was the best part of that night). By this point it was pitch black out and I didn’t want anyone that might pass by and hear us to start thinking she was someone in danger, so I hurried my pacing to force myself to cum. I gasped and pulled out just in time to paint her stomach and underboobs with my seed. We were now both sweaty and burning, and I could see strands of her hair sticking to her forehead. I collapsed next to her and we caught our breath before I helped her clean herself up.
Now I knew that my parents would start worrying about me if I didn’t come home before midnight, because at the time it wasn’t like me to be out this late (I’m more of an early bird than a night owl). But this was a rare opportunity for me and I didn’t want to tell her to head off home this late, plus it would be a pain to put the tent away in the dark. So I told Tamra as I got dressed that I would quickly run back to the house and hide in my room for about half an hour, pretending to be returning from a friend’s house. No one was awake when I got home but I knew they’d hear me coming through the door since the slightest noise can wake up my entire house. Thirty minutes later, satisfied that no one would be worried for my well-being, I quietly snuck out again and returned to the tent, finding her still naked but wrapped in the unzipped sleeping bag. We proceeded to have about three more quickies throughout the night, taking quick naps in between. I was pretty sore in the morning, but we had to be up as soon as daylight came so that we could take down the tent, hide it back in the garage and at the same time walk her to the bus stop. We hugged goodbye and I watched her board a bus bringing her home, while I waited on for one that would bring me back downtown for my next shift. I didn’t think of preparing a lunch for that day, so I had to settle for some greasy 99¢ pizza. I’d say it was worth it though.
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