Adventures Of Bob - Part Five - Fat Chicks Need Fucking Too! - Sex Stories

Adventures Of Bob - Part Five - Fat Chicks Need Fucking Too!

... were a bait-and-switch dragon. He sat in a position to monitor the main door and all the comings and goings. He was to be waiting over an hour past the arranged meet-hup time. This did not surprise or annoy him. He knew that Jakarta traffic was as bad, if not worse, than that he encountered in Manila. She was using a motorcycle taxi, so she could not inform him of her location. He just hoped that she turned up in one piece!

When she turned up, he nearly did a runner as he thought she was a bait-and-switch girl. But he saw that she did look like the girl on Tinder, so he stayed. The problem was that she might be the same girl as in the photos, but she had gone up about ten dress sizes! Ah, well, he thought. In for a penny, etc. He had been with fat girls before and he knew that sometimes, to make up for their shortcomings, they put more effort into pleasing a man.

Bob hailed her, and she came over, and they briefly shook hands. Bob stood up. Now, what he mused. Do I take her up to my apartment and fuck her, or should I make excuses, slip her a few notes for her trouble and run? No, he decided. I'll go with the flow.

She seemed a nice enough girl. When they were in Bob's apartment, he could get a good look at her for the first time. She certainly was no beauty but wasn't too hard on the eye. She wore an enormous pair of glasses that repeatedly slid down her nose and required pushing back up. She told him that she was twenty-two, had recently finished college, and was ...

... looking for employment as a civil engineer. A bit anxious, she had a nervous little laugh that would probably get annoying in short order. But for now, all was good.

Things got even better when she got her clothes off. Okay, she might not have been a beautiful sight with extra folds of skin where there should be none and the tiny pair of panties she wore, looking silly on her like a tutu on an elephant, but Bob found his erection growing. She turned him on.

He loved the way she led him by the hand to the bedroom, sat him on the bed, and removed his shorts and boxers for him. She then pushed her silly glasses up her nose, went down on her knees, and began seriously pleasuring him with her mouth. She had a soft mouth, which gave a luxurious feel to her oral style, like being enveloped in satin. He felt his arousal dial go up a couple of notches.

It went off the dial over the next ten minutes when she lay on the bed and opened her meaty thighs to reveal a splendid slit topped with just the right amount of sparse but tidy pubic hair. He got his trusty big black vibrator, an essential travel item these days, and got to work. He opened her cunt lips and applied the rapidly vibrating head of the pussy pleaser to her clitoris. Within seconds, Angela was panting and squirming in pleasure.

She was having a great time, and so was he. Bob handed the vibrator over to her and then just enjoyed the sight of this big girl hitting ten on the self-arousal scale. He introduced his ...