[MF] I met up with a 45-year-old BBW at the park

First time writing a story in this sub, please be gentle (that’s what *I* said).

This happened about six months ago, I was still 30 at the time. I was fairly recently divorced (the divorce was final about 6 months prior to this experience) and just looking to take my mind off of things and kind of assess if I was ready to get back into dating or not. Like any normal-thinking gentleman, I turned to Tinder.

Having not used Tinder before, I wasn’t sure what to put in my bio, so I just wrote something dumb like: “Seeking a long, fulfilling relationship with the woman of my dreams. Or casual sex. Whichever comes first.” I put up some decent photos and set my filters for women around 30-45 within a few miles of my home town.

I should preface this by saying I’m not a model by any means. I have a slender build, but I am 6’3″, which in the world of Tinder gets you bonus points for some reason. I would say I’m very slightly above average in terms of looks, but I try to keep myself active and in shape. Anyway, the matches weren’t coming in all at once. A couple here and there, but nothing that really fit my interests. That is, until I matched with Susan.

Susan was 45, very attractive (to me. Obviously.) even if she was slightly overweight. I don’t mind a little extra cushion; in fact, it’s kind of nice sometimes. I find that women who are overweight are more likely to feel appreciated when a guy starts complimenting them, and they are quicker to jump at the idea of something casual.

Susan and I started chatting and we had a clear connection. We were looking for about the same thing. After a day or two we switched over to Kik because she wanted to share some pictures. This was honestly her idea and not mine, but I was totally on board. I think she wanted it because you can take live pics with Kik, and she wanted to be upfront about her body and make sure I was into it.

Her pics were awesome. She was overweight by probably a good 25-30 pounds, but she wore it well. Her smile was great, her butt was round but not massive, her boobs were amazing. Probably 34C, but she didn’t send any totally nude pics. Just ones nearly nude, of her with a towel wrapped around or a shirt revealing a ton of cleavage. I sent a few in response, kind of matching what she sent.

Needless to say, things were going well and we were both excited to meet. But then came the issue of where to meet up. I was living with my brother at the time, and she had two teenagers at home. We suggested meeting up for a drink and if all went well, I would get us a hotel room.

The day of the meeting, she sends me this hot pic of her in a loose-fitting blouse, and it’s obvious she’s not wearing a bra. Saying how I can “feel her up if I want to.” Um, yes. I’d like that. At the last second, she says we should just meet at the park by her house. It’s close for her, and she says no one ever uses it. There are plenty of places to just walk around and find a quiet place to talk. It feels slightly serial killer-ish, and images of my decapitated head found in a nearby dumpster came to mind, but I was into her. I’ll take the risk.

I showed up at the park and she wasn’t there yet. I walked around for a while to get a feel for the park. It was basically just a couple large fields lined by huge trees. There were benches scattered all over the place, and she was right: There were ideal places to just sit and talk where we weren’t going to be disturbed.

A few minutes later I see her car pull into the parking lot. I go to meet her, and we hug and I’m already feeling some growth in my pants region. As previously mentioned, I’m 6’3″ and she was about 5’9″. I’m sure she could already feel my cock starting to swell.

We start walking on a path, the same one I had just walked alone moments earlier, and we’re even holding hands at this point. I remembered in our Kik messaging that she mentioned how she loves holding hands, even if she’s not dating the guy very seriously. We make it to a bench and sit down to do a little stargazing. We talk a little more, not really giving up tons of details about each other, more superficial stuff. That’s when I feel her hand rubbing the back of my neck, then down under my shirt. I turned to her, and we both knew it was on. We start making out, and it’s some of the hottest kissing I’ve ever had in my life.

She had mentioned how she hadn’t been with anyone in a few months, and she’d been dying for some physical contact. Even if we did nothing else that night, she said how she wanted to make out. And boy, did we. It was hot, we started touching all over each other, my hand sliding around the waistline of her pants and up her shirt, and her reaching around to grab my butt.

By this point I was pretty well ready for anything. We finally slowed down a bit, and she said she’d be right back. I wonder where she’s going as she walks back down the path we already came. I start pacing a bit, wondering if she’s going to take off? Did she have a bad experience? Then I see her coming by: She had run to her car to get her purse, as well as a huge blanket.

She smiles at me and rolls it out on the grass. Again, this park is deserted. No one in sight, and I’m pretty sure if anyone were to come along, they wouldn’t have been able to see anything at all. We lay down and go at it again, this time alternating with me on top of her or her on top of me. When she was on top of me, I finally pushed up her shirt all the way to expose her boobs. They were impressive. Big but not so big they sagged. I played with each nipple in turn, and every time I licked or nibbled them, she would moan and throw back her head. I moved up from there to kiss and suck on her neck, and I knew I had her. I think she knew it too.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a condom. We had talked about only making out and, even if we were feeling it, maybe going to a hotel or somewhere safe for oral fun at first. Just until we felt comfortable. I’m thinking she felt pretty comfortable at this point.

She practically tore my pants in half trying to get at my cock. I helped her out and took off her shirt all the way, kissing her neck and playing with her butt at the same time. She jacks me off for a few minutes while we kiss, and it’s heaven. I’m not the biggest guy—about 6.5 inches and maybe 4.5 inches thick. But she didn’t seem to mind, and after we stopped kissing she went down on me.

As I remember it, I was slightly underwhelmed by her blowjob. Not to say it wasn’t enjoyable, but it was sloppier than I like them, and she used her teeth a bit much. But who am I to reject a blowjob? I’m not some monster.

A few minutes later, I sat her up to take off her pants, and started going down on her, but she stopped me. I wondered if I did something wrong, but she just started begging me to get insider her. I loved watching that, this hot, middle-aged BBW begging for it on her back in some quiet park. I like to think that we gave any nearby hobos hiding in the trees a good show. Not one to make a lady mad, I wrapped up and, without hesitation, rammed into her deep.

I like to remember it as a mutual audible gasp from both of us, and probably the universe as a whole. It felt so damn good to be inside her, and I think she felt the same thing. We boned for a few minutes like that, with her on her back, before she clenched up, arched her back, and orgasmed hard. After she came down from that high, she started clawing at my back and sticking her tongue down my throat. That’s when she moved to my ear.

My ear is easily my weak point when it comes to sex. Suck or nibble on either of those bad boys, and I’m a goner. This was the case that night as well. As she sucked on my ear, I became a beast and plowed her like I’ve never plowed anyone. We practically shot off the blanket, I was thrusting into her so hard. This, of course, started building her up again, and she came just before I did. That poor condom. I shot what felt like twenty seconds’ worth of cum into it and her, and by the time we could regain some control over our bodies, I slid out of her and laid by her side to keep stargazing a little.

*This was just one of a few experiences I had with Susan. I just thought I’d share, see what people think, and if there’s any kind of desire for similar stories. If so, I’d be happy to share more. Thanks!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aqp4bs/mf_i_met_up_with_a_45yearold_bbw_at_the_park