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

This is how it happened that Sara and Selena were having a gourmet lasagna dinner at the Champagne Room with Brent and his friend Brian. They began with a small salad and small talk.

They talked about the woman having S-names and the men having B-names. They talked about the weather. They talked about the food.

Sara blurted out that she appreciated them letting her choose the menu explaining that she had just said lasagna and let Jerry do his magic.

She was glad Selena was there because Selena had promised to keep Sara mindful of her eating and not let her slip into an eating frenzy.

Both men were fit and slim. They were both tall but beyond that, there was no similarity in their appearance. Brent was blond and blue-eyed. Brian was tall with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. They were both wearing suits with white shirts. They were in full business attire.

Sara expected this was going to turn into some sort of job offer and she suddenly realized that her brothers were behind this. She felt a spurt of anger at Jerry for being part of this plot to get her off her brothers’ backs. They had to know her brothers because they were familiar with the Champagne Room.

Sara felt her whole demeanor shift. She wished Selena was not there because she had no way to explain her new attitude to her. When Brent asked her if she was involved in running this operation, indicating the Champagne Room, Sara became flirtatious and said, “Oh no. I don’t work. I’m more of a party girl.”

Brent’s eyebrows raised. Good, Sara thought, that would shut him up with his job offer. Then Brent said, “Wow. I am so glad to hear that.”

Sara looked at him with a small smile. “And here I thought you were going to suggest a job to me.”

Brent laughed. “I am sorry but no. This was an entirely personal idea. I just wanted to sit down and get to know you. One on one.” Then he realized that she might think he was suggesting that he regretted Selena’s presence. “Face to face,” he added. “When I heard your friend was coming along, I knew that Brian would love to meet her.”

Sara was so nonplussed she didn’t think to ask how he could know his friend would love to meet a complete stranger.

“So, what kind of parties do you like?”

Before Sara could blurt out an answer, Selena spoke up, “She exaggerates that a little bit. She really means that she enjoys meeting new people and having adventures.”

Brian said, “We were just talking, Selena and I, and we thought it might be nice to get together just the four of us maybe tomorrow.”

Brent picked up Sara’s hand and held it with both of his. He stared directly into her eyes and said, “I’d like that.”

Thus it was agreed that Brent would send a driver to pick the two women up the next afternoon and bring them to Brent’s country home. Sara kept insisting that they drive themselves but Brent was equally insistent that they would have trouble finding the place.

Sara knew what he meant as they drove through the winding rural roads. She and Selena were comfortable in the back seat of the limousine. It was also the first chance they had to talk. When the dinner date was over, the men walked them to their cars. The original plan had been for Sara to pick up Selena and travel together but Selena said that she would prefer to have her own vehicle in case the evening was too tedious and she just wanted to escape.

Brent kissed Sara on the cheek and thanked her for a lovely evening. Sara got in her car but Selena was still talking to Brian as she drove away and Sara didn’t call her when she got home in case she was still talking to Brian.

She could still feel the kiss on her cheek and she realized that she was more starved for sensual experiences than anything else. Aside from a few experiences with girls at boarding schools and her own skill with a vibrator, Sara had very little experience with sex.

One summer when she was sixteen, she had a crush on a local guy and they had fooled around until he got his cock almost into her. She felt a ripping pain and asked him to stop. He stopped pushing into her and instead pressed his hard on against her soft belly and came all over her stomach, moaning as he did.

It was a mess. There was blood between her legs and bloody streaks on her belly along with his load. She had lost her virginity but was left completely unsatisfied. There weren’t too many other opportunities and she was so upset at how things turned out that she avoided seeing her first guy for the rest of the summer.

Selena called her as she was getting ready for their second date. Selena was excited and giggly. She was enthusiastic about the upcoming evening. “What’s wrong with you, Sara?” she asked. “Aren’t you excited.”

Sara was but not as wound up as Selena was. Her problem was that she was mostly puzzled. “I am but I really don’t understand why they want to see us again so soon.”

Selena laughed. “You are so naive. Sweetie, they think we’re hot. They want to seduce us and fuck our brains out.”

Sara felt a hot rush of blood to her cheeks and a hot rush of desire in her pussy. “What?”

“Didn’t you notice last night? They’re a pair of chubby chasers.”

“What?” Sara repeated.

“They like big girls like us. Didn’t you see Brian hitting on me the whole evening?”

Sara had barely noticed Brian at all. Her full attention was on Brent.

“He kept holding my hand and staring into my eyes and saying how beautiful I was.”

Sara could hardly breathe. She had not thought about sex for so long that she was almost melting.

Once she realized that there was potential to have that long lanky man between her plump thighs, she could think of nothing else. She was even disinterested in getting together with her brothers to bug them about work.

It wasn’t as if she needed the money. Her grandmother had left her a tidy sum that allowed her to get the education she needed and to live without having to work for at least a little while.

She just didn’t want to touch the principal and the interest was enough for her to have a good time, especially because she lived at home. Luckily for her, her parents spent a lot of time traveling so it was like living alone. Without the bills.

Thinking about her brothers reminded her of her momentary anger at Jerry for siding with her brothers. She felt guilty for not being more trusting but still, she called him.

“Hey Jerry, that guy...how well do you know him?”

“I’ve seen him a lot at the Room.”

“He seems like a nice guy.” Sara left the sentence hanging, waiting for Jerry to respond.

Jerry chuckled. “He sure was taken with you.”

“Really? And here I thought he was going to offer me a job to get me off my brothers’ backs.”

“You’re hilarious. No my dear, he just wants to get you on your back.”

“What? Are you serious?”

“That was the impression I had.”

“You never hinted anything like that to me.”

“I wanted you to go and meet him without any preconceptions. Also, I thought you might say no, if you thought he had designs on you.”

Brent ran a graphic design company that had some of the biggest companies in the northeast as clients. The country home had been in the family for generations but he was the only member of the family that used it and because he was willing to pay for the upkeep, the rest of the family had given him complete control of it.

It was an elegant Victorian mansion on large and well-groomed grounds. He had called the couple from the village who looked after it and asked that they stock the kitchen for him and his friends. The bar was well stocked all the time.

He and Brian were sitting in the living room, having a well-aged scotch. Brent was oddly nervous that the women would back out and one of the reasons that he had a driver pick them up was to assure himself that they were indeed on their way. The driver had texted him a message that the women were in the limo and had texted him again when they were a half hour away.

The whole drive was about an hour in length. Brent had checked on the champagne he had ready. Rather than have the local woman stay and cook for them, he had ordered the kind of food that they could easily prepare themselves. Lox and cheeses and lobster. Oysters and salad. Cheesecake.

Croissants for breakfast. Eggs and strawberries. Good coffee and he knew how to run the cappuccino maker. Cream.

“She is magnificent, isn’t she?” Brent said.

“They both are.”

When the women arrived, Brent opened the door and the driver carried in their bags. They had two small overnight bags. Brent had made it clear that they should be prepared for a overnight stay. A weekend in the country, he said.

He was so tongue-tied by his desire to have Sara naked that he could not say what he wanted to say. Not yet.

Brian came up behind him and embraced Selena as she entered the house. The driver took the bags upstairs and placed each one in the rooms that Brent had told him to put them in. Then he disappeared.

Brian’s welcoming embrace had turned into a passionate kiss. Brent saw Sara look at her friend and he knew he should kiss her as well but he was afraid to move. Instead, he took her hand and led her into the living room.

“You have a lovely place,” Sara said. They were in the doorway to the living room as she spoke and she stopped to look up at him. This brought them very close and Brent had to do it. He leaned down and kissed her. Slowly at first and then he pressed his tongue against her lips and she yielded to him.

Her soft body was pressed against him and his cock hardened. He knew she could feel it against her belly. He moaned, “Oh but I want you.” Then he kissed her again, harder and deeper and longer.

When he finally stopped, they were both breathless. He looked into her eyes. “I have champagne ready for us and I planned to be less urgent but I have thought about nothing but making love to you since I laid eyes on you.”

Brian and Selena came towards them and they all moved into the living room.

“Now for the champagne,” Brent said. He poured four flutes of the champagne and said, “This is our champagne room, I guess you could say.”

He raised his glass in a toast, “To a passionate weekend.”

Once the words had been said, it was hard to think of anything else other than the impending passion. They had a second bottle of champagne and Brent offered to show them the upstairs. They took the small elevator to the second floor. The view from the windows at the south end of the hall was spectacular.

Brent said, “I don’t know which room is yours because I don’t know which bag is yours.”

They looked into the first room and Sara said, “That’s Selena’s.”

“Then this one is yours,” Brent guided her across the hall to a big bedroom with an old fashioned four poster bed. It was large. There was a big soft chair and an ornate dresser with matching chest of drawers. The room was a showpiece. Sara was impressed.

She was looking at the paintings hanging on the walls when Brent came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. His hand rested on her stomach and Sara had to restrain herself from feeling self conscious about his hands on her belly. He whispered in her ear, “You are so lovely.” Then he nibbled her ear.

It sent shivers through her, little ripples of pleasure ran up the back of her neck. She moaned in pleasure.

Brent moved his hands to her breasts and cupped them. Sara could feel his cock pressing against her back. He was rock hard.

He shifted around so that he was in front of her and moved his hands to her face. He kissed her again, softly and then urgently. His hands began to undress her. “I want you,” he said.

They moved to the bed and he finished removing her clothes and then, looking at her magnificent pale white body with its ripples of flesh, mounds of rolls like a lovely rolling ocean of pleasure, he took off his clothes.

Sara watched him get naked and when she saw his long slender cock spring loose from his pants, she almost came with the excitement of knowing that soon that cock would be deep inside her.

She had never seen a man completely naked before, not in the flesh, not standing so close she could touch him. She pushed herself to the sitting position and without thinking, she took his cock in her hand. She leaned forward and guided his cock to her mouth. It was delicious, soft velvety skin over steely cock muscles.

She moved her head in long strokes taking him deep into her throat. She tasted his salty precum drops and cupped his balls in her hands, massaging his testicles gently.

Sara knew that if she kept this up, he would shoot his load down her throat and she, who had never had a real piece of tail, wanted some of this as deep into her cunt as possible. She slowed down her sucking and licking and then leaned back, letting his cock bounce free.

Brent was not sure his legs would hold him. He was rubber-kneed from the cocksucking and ball play. He lifted her chubby legs up and holding an ankle in each hand, he spread her legs. She had moved back on the bed so that he could comfortably part her thighs and look at her pussy.

He knelt on the floor at the side of the bed and used his hands to spread her soft inner thighs until he could touch her pussy lips.  He crawled up and she moved back so that he was kneeling between her legs, his cock throbbing with desire, anxious to slid into her willing flesh.

He buried his face in the mound of her plump belly and moved his head up so he could take her soft pink nipples in his mouth, nipping them with his teeth.  She was gyrating her hips, thrusting against him and he could hear her heart pounding.

Then he felt the tip of his cock touch her wetness and with one harsh shove, he was inside her, his shaft buried to the hilt in her vagina. He held her breasts in his arms and rocked himself into her again and again until he felt her orgasm and moan and melt under him. Then he filled her with his hot load of passion.

Brent loved big women. He was a connoisseur of flesh and he knew that there were many kinds of big when it came to big women. Some were tall and broad, some were all belly, no ass. Some were long-legged with narrow hips and huge boobs. Some were just round. Sara was his ideal woman, his dream girl.

He had been jacking off to visions of this round mounded body with rolls of soft white belly flesh, boobs that were firm and not too huge, thighs that were round and soft, dainty ankles.

After he came, Brent was surprised that the urgency to screw Sara had not diminished. He wanted her with the same intensity that he had before he fucked her to multiple orgasms.

He guided her into the bed. They had not gotten past being near the side of the bed. He wanted her under the covers, in his arms, his hands exploring her large body until his penis resurrected.

Or longer. The resurrection was underway. He could feel the stirring already, as he wrapped his legs around hers and held her warmth next to him.