Bigger Girls Do It Collection: 4 Complete Erotic Romance Stories (2 page)

When the waiter told the girls that the gentlemen had sent them over drinks and pointed to the guys at the table he delivered the pitcher of beer that they had ordered and asked if they wanted different drinks or would they accept the pitcher of beer from the guys.

Ariel was about to speak when Zeta nodded and sent a “thank you” smile to the men. “The beer is what we ordered and if they want to pay for it,  that is wonderful.”

Ariel did not want to make eye contact with the men. She felt suddenly shy and slightly paranoid. “Did you arrange to meet them here?” She kept thinking about how Zeta kept tapping away at the computer.

Ariel was almost positive that Zeta set this up. She was agitated by Zeta trying to trick her like this even though the idea of actually having a date was intriguing.

“Are you  out of your mind?” Zeta asked. “How could I have done that?”

“You were busy on those dating sites...,” Ariel said but even as she said the words, she realized how silly that was.

“It takes more than thirty minutes to set up a date even on a fast site. I mean, they had to be online less than an hour ago and then get ready and get here before we did.”

Zeta poured herself a beer and smiled, “No Ariel, these guys saw us and made the first move.” She was clearly very flattered by the attention.

A basket of wings was delivered by the waiter and then a second basket also arrived and the guys were standing there.

“Do you mind if we join you?” The slimmer one asked. He was smiling directly at Ariel.

Zeta answered, “Make yourselves at home.” She moved the pitcher of beer over to make room for their beer and wings.

Before an hour had passed, the four of them were laughing and talking as if they had known each other for years. When
Bryan asked if they would like to go back to his place for coffee, it seemed natural for Zeta suggests that they go to the girls’ place.

It turned out that the bar was closer to Ariel and Zeta’s place so that is where they went.

Neither woman had a plan to seduce the men when they went back to the house. Nevertheless that is what happened. The men were surprisingly shy once they got in the house.

They all went into the kitchen and Zeta made a pot of very good coffee. The men were interested but after an hour of talking and mild flirting, Zeta took matters into her own hands.

“I think we should do it,” she said out loud and no one needed to ask her what she meant.
Bryan had already made it clear that he was interested in Ariel and Matthew was quite attentive to Zeta.

“I agree,”
Bryan said.

Zeta stood up and said, “Then let’s make ourselves more comfortable.” She began walking towards the living room. It was also where the stairs to the second floor was.

Ariel was not sure what Zeta was planning but the spontaneity of the moment was welcome and she was finding it hard to breathe she was so excited.

Zeta took Matthew’s hand and led him upstairs. Ariel followed suit and took
Bryan’s hand and they followed the other couple up the wide steps.

Zeta led Matthew into her bedroom, grateful that the bed was made and the signs of her dressing to go out were at a minimum.

A couple of scarves were tossed across the bed. She had debated on wearing a long silk scarf wrapped around her neck. It was a look that she carried off well because of her height.

Seeing the scarves on the bed gave Zeta an idea.

She picked up one and tossed it around Matthew’s neck, taking each end of it in her own two hands and pulling him closer.

“I hope you like being given orders,” she said.

Matthew felt the shock of desire shoot through him. Was this woman indeed a witch? No one knew about his fantasies of being submissive. It was one of the reasons that he rarely dated. He couldn’t talk about it to anyone because he didn’t know how to explain his feelings.

Regular sex was all right too and quite pleasurable but he always dreamed of the woman telling him what to do and punishing him for not doing exactly what she wanted when she wanted it.

“I do,” he said in a low voice.

The bedroom door was still open and Ariel heard Zeta’s voice which had been unnaturally loud when she said what she said about giving Matthew orders.

She picked up on the cue and said to Bryan, “I hope you like being told what a lady wants. And believe me, it is not very ladylike what this lady wants.”

Bryan
nodded. His hard on was about to rip through his pants if this line of talk continued.

In the bedroom, Ariel picked up the long bamboo shoe horn she used to protect the backs of her shoes from being broken when she slid her broad feet into her pumps.

It has an ornate handle with a gnome grinning on the top and a polished shoe horn at the bottom.

She waved it at him like a wand.

“Strip,” she said. He undressed quickly and without a great deal of elegance, dropping his clothes on the floor and stepping out of them.

She used the shoe horn end to swat his ass, “Pick them up.”

When he bent over to pick up his clothes, Ariel went around behind him and used the shoe horn to lift his dark scrotum up. She was gentle as she lifted it up and then let it drop back down again.

He held his position so that she was able to caress his testicles with the shoe horn. Then she moved closer and cupped them in her hand. She leaned the shoe horn against the foot of the bed and moved so that her other hand was able to reach in front of him and stroke his throbbing cock.

His hands were occupied holding the clothes. Finally she said, “Fold them up neatly and set them on the chair.”

In the other room, Zeta was making Matthew undress her and hang up her clothes one piece at a time. Only when he had undressed her was he allowed to undress himself.

Zeta watched while Matthew gave her the strip tease she wanted. Then she indicated with a wave of her hand that he was to lie down on the bed. She used the scarves to tie his ankles to the posters at the foot of the bed. He was lying on his back with his feet spread-eagled.

She then moved to the bed herself and positioned herself over his erect cock. She lowered herself onto his rigid member, sliding slowly down until it was almost all the way inside her and then she moved back up so that it was pressing against her pussy lips, poised to enter her again.

She did this several times, reminding him that he had to hold on and not splash his load in her just yet.

Once she let him enter her as fully as possible, she leaned forward and let her large breasts fall onto his face.

“Use your hands and your lips,” she ordered. He took one breast at a time in both his hands and sucked her nipple with long hard pulls using his tongue and his lips to keep it tightly in his mouth.

Then he went to the other breast and did the same squeezing and sucking. Zeta bounced her pussy up and down furiously on his impressive erection. The angle had her pressing her clit against the base of his cock with every down stroke and she felt her orgasm build and build until she exploded, her juice rushing out and flooding his pubic hair.

Bryan
was undressing Ariel slowly just as she directed him and when she was completely naked, he was ordered to massage her from her feet to her neck.

Ariel was new to this business of being dominating so she was surprised at the freedom it gave her. Instead of being shy about her body, she was luxuriating in the feeling of being pampered and having his strong hands on her warm skin.

He massaged her feet thoroughly, playing with each toe separately and sucking them as she commanded. He worked up one sturdy leg and then the other.

In her entire life, she had never had her ass massaged and the feeling was exquisite. Who knew that there were so many nerve endings in her buttocks?

He rubbed her back and her neck and she felt the last vestiges of  tension drain out of her body.

He asked permission to roll her over and when she granted the permission, he played with her tits that were soft and round and gorgeous. He played with her round belly and when he got to her thatch of pubic hair, he asked permission to lick her pussy.

She granted it and he deftly parted her plump pussy lips and sucked and licked.

He knew without asking that he had to bring her to orgasm before he could move on to any other part of her body.

She was voluptuous. Her skin was silky and her flesh was rounded. He ran his hands over her soft belly as he licked her cunt, slowly tasting her sweet saltiness. She was a tasty treat.

He felt the drops of his cum on the head of his dick and he was nervous about coming too quickly. Then he wondered if she was going to allow him to come.

He felt her begin to shudder under his mouth and heard her call out, “Fuck me.”

He did not move, thinking it was a cry caused by her orgasm. She slapped his shoulder and said it again, “Fuck me. Fuck me now.”

He moved up and pushed his cock into her and fucked her as fast and deep and hard as he could. She came again and again.

When she was finally sated, she gave him permission to dump his load and he did, shooting stream after stream of his hot cum into her.

He collapsed on top of her and then realizing that he might be too heavy for her, he rolled so that he was lying beside her, his arms holding her warmth against him.

He never wanted to move. He wanted to stay in the shadow of this magnificent woman forever.

Matthew went downstairs to get a tray with water and ice and glasses to replenish the liquids in their sated bodies. He took the water to Zeta first and then to Bryan and Ariel. Zeta told him that he was not allowed to dress and he performed his duties completely naked.

After he delivered the water to Bryan and Ariel, he ran a bath for Zeta and scrubbed her back and washed her entire body. When he towel dried her and fetched her robe for her, he was allowed to take a bath himself, in her used bath water.

The evening did not come to an end until it was nearly dawn. The men walked back to the bar where they had left their cars.

The women had the advantage of a very short commute to work. It was simply a matter of walking downstairs and into the den.

Matthew asked permission to call Zeta and she granted the permission.

Ariel did not. She told Bryan that she would call him.

The women were in their robes and extremely quiet as the men left. They watched through the front window as the men walked down the street.

Finally Zeta said, “Maybe we should have called a taxi for them.”

“They’re in great shape. The walk will do them good.”

The women sat in the comfy living room chairs and Ariel said, “What the hell happened?”

“It was wonderful whatever it was.”

“I didn’t know you were into being a dominatrix.”

“Neither did I.” Zeta was searching her mind for the words to describe to herself how she used to feel so vulnerable to men.

She was not ready to articulate her feelings on the subject but she was reviewing the evening. When the men came to the table, she had a memory of the men in the past coming on to her at the end of the evening.

Every one knew, or thought they did, that fat girls put out easily so if a guy could not pick up someone, as the evening got late, he could have his pick of the wallflowers, many of whom were bigger girls.

The only reason she had never talked about this to Ariel was because until this evening she was not even aware of this feeling.

She enjoyed talking to the guys in the bar and the invite back to the house was perfectly natural. It was only as the evening went on, sitting and talking in the kitchen, that Zeta had that old feeling flood her brain.

She had the notion that she should be grateful for the attention and it angered her. She wanted to be in charge. She wanted to be on top. She wanted to have things her way.

It might have been the change brought about by the success of their business. It might have been a fear of letting herself slip back into those old habits of hers where she had to be so happy for the crumbs off someone else’s table.

As soon as she took charge, she could see Matthew’s interest emerge in an entirely different manner.

She asked Ariel, “Did you enjoy the evening?”

Ariel just laughed. “What do you think?” Then she said, “I had no idea that you had that side to you. I just didn’t.”

Zeta smiled but she did not answer. She was not ready yet to explain how new this was to her.

The men did not say much on the way home and in spite of how tired they were in the morning, they went to work. Each of them stayed at their desks, working on things that did not take a lot of concentration. Each of them was reliving the night before with assorted excited feelings running through their minds.

It was not the kind of thing that they could discuss in the coffee room but both of them knew that they needed to talk about it. At least they knew that they wanted to talk about it.

Bryan
stopped at Matthew’s desk after lunch and asked if he was going to the gym after work.

Matthew nodded. “I think that I should. I find that exercising really helps me think.”

So they headed to the gym, deciding to take Bryan’s car. In the privacy of the car, Matthew spoke first.

“Some evening, eh?”

“Incredible.”

“I barely knew you were into big girls and then to find out you were into...,” Matthew stopped. He was not sure what that was. It was not whips and chains.

“I didn’t know until last night when she started ordering me around.”

They drove in silence for a few blocks and then
Bryan said, “I can’t get it out of my mind.”

“I wish we were seeing them again tonight.”

“At least you’re allowed to call Zeta. I have to wait until Ariel calls me.”

“I’m going to call her now,” Matthew said.

Bryan was parking the car when he saw the flower shop. “She never said I couldn’t send her flowers.”

So both men ordered roses to be sent to Ariel and Zeta with a simple message. “Thank you for a wonderful evening.”

Matthew didn’t call until that evening after he was home alone.

Zeta hung up after talking to Matthew, her eyes sparkling. She knew that she had to be careful not to get all dewy eyed and let the excitement of great sex and a bit of male attention go to her head.

She stroked the bouquet of red roses on her desk. They were lovely. They were also the first flowers anyone had ever sent her.

“Was that a client?” Ariel asked as she came into the den.

“It was Matthew. He wants to take me out to dinner Saturday night.”

Ariel smiled. “That sounds like fun.”

“You should have let Bryan call you.”

“Let’s see if he does. I don’t want to make it too easy for him until I recover from my evening. My head is still spinning.”

“It is unreal but you know what? I think that I was not so much play acting as a mini dominatrix as finding my own level of enjoyment.” Zeta frowned. “Yes, I think that is my real nature.”

Ariel was not sure about that and this was the source of her dilemma. She had always dreamed of a man sweeping her off her feet. At the same time, she resented the notion of being that vulnerable.

Bryan did not call but when he heard about Matthew’s dinner date with Zeta for Saturday night, he called the flower shop and had another bouquet send to Ariel with a simple message. “Call me please” and his phone number.