1. Patsy, Plus Size Everything.


    Date: 6/9/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: OldGeezer, Source: LushStories

    I’d always liked the plus size woman. My first lover, the one who initiated me into the joys of sex, and taught me more than I ever thought possible, was frankly fat, but I loved it. I’d had skinny lovers, of course, but those whose frames had a good covering always turned me on more. So when I walked into my local pub that fateful Friday, little did I expect that my life was just about to change. I met with my friends most Fridays, and they were there before me, Fred of the hangdog look on a short lease from his nagging scrawny wife, and Jim, the middle aged wannabe playboy of the western world, whose successes were limited to Doreen the faded blonde barmaid. I was single again, for the third time, my previous wives having mostly been dumped because they wanted kids, or better houses, or cars or weekends away, whereas what I wanted, I had come to realise, was a sex partner, who let me live my life as I wanted to, and for her to live hers as she wanted as well. A bit selfish? Maybe, but that was what I was looking for, and going through quite a few women on my search. She had to be around somewhere, I fervently believed that, she just had to be. We’d had a couple of pints when the door was thrown open and a gaggle of women burst in, giggling on their high pointed heels and low saggy tops. Everyone looked up, of course, as they tottered to the bar, and ordered their drinks. They knew we were all watching, and that was when I saw her. Patsy. I can’t imagine how I missed seeing ...
    her when they first came in, but she was gorgeous, about 5ft 8, shapely, and at least a 22 dress size. Well, so after the usual eyeing up had taken place, we got to talking, she and me. She’d had a few, as had I, so there wasn’t any false modesty. She knew what she wanted, and so did I, and it wasn’t long before I was showing her into my flat. Our first kiss was a sloppy wet affair, tongues slapping on and tonsil exploring. Nice. We hardly broke for air, as our clothes got stripped off, and naked I led her into the bedroom, and we rolled onto the bed. Once again there was hardly time for the preliminaries, and I pushed my hard cock deep into her sopping pussy, as I held her hands above her head and fucked her until she’d cum twice and then together on her third time. She then smiled, kissed me soft and long, and then just turned on her side, curled into me, and went to sleep. Okay, so she was here for the night, not a problem. I woke through a dream in which my body was leaking, and being drawn into something undefined but nice. Opening my eyes, I realised it was Patsy, under the duvet, kneeling around my legs and with my cock deep in her mouth. She had a good mouth and virtually no gag reflex, so my length got past her tonsils in record time, and she held me deep there, milking me with her throat, until I gave her what she wanted, a drenching of white sticky cum. “Mmmm……breakfast…..mmmm,” she laughed, as my cum dribbled down her chin. She came back up into my arms, and once ...
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