I am a married dilf who loves a larger woman. This preference has crystallized for me over the past half a year or so ever since my wife and I had a threesome with her BBW bestie. My attraction to larger women has grown stronger in the intervening months. I find myself looking at ample women constantly and being deeply aroused by them. Enter into this scenario Emma, the BBW manager of a local restaurant.

The restaurant itself is a little mom and pop operation, simple food but all homemade and always delicious. My wife and I visit the place probably once a month or so. Early this spring, after our experience with my wife’s bestie, I suddenly found myself powerfully aroused by Emma. I always thought she was cute, she is early forties, blonde hair always pulled up in a messy bun, with a cute nose-ring, and adorable dimples. Emma stands about 5’5” and I would guess her at about 200 lbs. She has c-cup breasts, that are very perky, a full round belly and an enormous ass.

When we ate there this spring, I found myself incredibly infatuated with her. My wife picked up on my not-so-casual glances and teased me about wanting to get with Emma. And I believe Emma also picked up on my not-so-casual glances because she began casually flirting with me. She’d place a hand on my shoulder as she talked casually with my wife and I about how business was. She caught me staring at her several times and winked a few times. When I paid the bill, and ahead handed me the receipt, our fingers lingered.

And this has continued every time we either go there to eat, or whenever I pick up some take out. This sexy dance of mutual flirtation between us was incredibly exciting.

Fast forward to last weekend and my wife was out of town. I decided to go and eat at Emma’s restaurant. The place closes at 8:00 p.m. and so I showed up at about 7:15 to dine. Emma waited on me at my little booth near a window. She made casual conversation and even asked where my wife was. When I explained she was away for the weekend, Emma made a joke about me being left alone and questioned if I was being a good boy. I said I was and she said simply “well that’s disappointing”.

I ate my meal and nursed a couple gin and tonics. The place thinned out as closing time approached. Emma and I had been making eyes at each other the entire time and she made a point of initiating physical contact every time she visited my table. Finally it was officially time to close and I was the only remaining customer. Emma came to my table and sat down across from me.

“So, Will, are we going to talk about what’s going on between us?” She asked. I played dumb for some reason. But she was having none of it. “Will, every time you come in here you stare me up and down, we smile and I wink at you and I’m perfectly cool if this is just some game you play or whatever, but I think you want more than just casual flirting and I know I want more.” She explained.

“I find you incredibly attractive Emma, I think there is a very real and very powerful attraction between us, and yes, Emma my dear, I would very much like to see this progress beyond nods and winks” I replied.

She smiled, her adorable dimples fully activated, and said “I’m going to go speak with the closing crew for a moment, and then you and I are going to leave together and go to my house to discuss this in a more private setting”.

I nodded, she reached over and rubbed my cheek with her thumb, she suddenly looked devilish, and she said “You had better be sure this is what you want Will, because once I get going, I’m as kinky as they come and I don’t tire easily.” I responded that I was all in and she suddenly gave me a playful smack on my cheek, she then stood and walked away from the table while I watched her huge ass sway back and forth.

Less than twenty minutes later I was in Emma’s living room in her small bungalow that sat on the banks of a local river. She made us drinks and I provided the weed vape and she sat next to me partially facing me. We talked and drank. She asked about my wife and I told her we had a non-traditional marriage, and that she was in fact away for the weekend with a girlfriend who she had lesbian sex with frequently.

“You like plus sized women don’t you Will?” She asked. I admitted that my wife’s lesbian lover was a BBW and that since our experience, I’d become a tad bit obsessed with larger women. “I like that you’re into women like me Will, in fact it makes my pussy wet thinking about you getting off on my dimples and rolls.”

And with that, Emma climbed on top of me. Her body was big and beautiful and feeling the weight of her amole form on me spiked my lust. She grabbed my hair and forced my head to a backwards tilt as she pressed her lips to mine. We began feverishly making out. I grabbed her huge ass globes and moaned at the sheer joy of feeling her form. I also noticed the sharp smell of body odor and general sweatiness pervading my nostrils. Emma was a dirty girl, who had just worked a long hot sweaty shift in her restaurant and she smelled exactly how one imagines a large woman in a sweaty restaurant might smell.

Natural bodily odors are one of my kinks so this experience was becoming a cornucopia of erotic delights for me.

Emma sat back and lifted her shirt over her head, she removed her bra and her c-cup tits stood firm capped by rather small nipples, both of which sported piercings. She grabbed my hair again and literally yanked my face into her tits. I began sucking and nibbling on her tiny nipples while I delighted at the salty taste of her sweaty body. Emma was becoming increasingly turned on and her arousal manifested itself in the form of increasingly aggressive behaviors and demeanor.

I realized that from the slap on my face in the restaurant, to her basically pinning me to the sofa, to her grabbing me by my hair and forcing my face to her breasts, Emma was showing me she enjoyed rougher exchanges and she seemed to be on the dominant side in these exchanges. This realization made me even more aroused. I decided to move the needle on this scene and I abandoned her nipple and moved my face to her armpit instead. Her pits were ripe, the sharp smell of onion filled my nostrils and I extended my tongue and began tasting her underarm.

Emma swooned at my attentions “Oh fuck yes Will, you like that don’t you? You like my nasty armpit don’t you baby?” I didn’t speak but rather gave an enthusiastic “mmmHmmm”. Emma shoved her free hand into her black leggings and began masturbating as I lapped at her ripe armpit. She withdrew her hand from her crotch and grabbed my hair, once again forcing my head back, she smeared her glazed fingers on my lips and nose. I inhaled the mixture of sweat and she-cum, her smell was sharp with just the slightest hint of fishy-ness.

I was no longer in control, Emma was, and we both knew it, so I decided to make it official. “Emma you are a fucking Goddess! Use me Emma, use me however you want, I’m yours!” I pleaded.

With that Emma slapped my face hard and spoke in a demanding and domineering tone “Are you sure?” She asked. My face stung from the slap and the radiating pain throbbed in time with my impossibly hard cock. “Yes Mistress” I said submissively. “The safeword is ‘watermelon’ you may use it just twice. If you use it a third time, our session ends immediately and you will collect your clothes and leave… understood?” She commanded. “Yes Mistress”. Emma slapped my face again even harder.

“Open your mouth Will!” She demanded. I did so and she spit into my opened mouth, then closed my mouth with her hand. “Swallow my spit bitch!” Again I followed her instruction.

Emma climbed off of me and stepped around her coffee table to stand in the middle of the living room. She spoke quieter now and said “Take your clothes off Will, fold them neatly, and place them by the door.” I stood and disrobed as Emma shoved a hand into her crotch and moaned slightly. She approached me as I completed my task, she reached out and grabbed my hard cock in her hand, she squeezed it hard enough that I felt pain, and then she led me to her bedroom.

Once inside her bedroom, Emma demanded I drop to my knees, I did so without question. “You will peel my pants down, then spread my cheeks, and put your nose into my asshole.”

I did as my mistress instructed and peeled her black leggings and black panties down over her huge ass. When I had them around her knees, I places my hands on her cheeks and spread her huge globes apart. I pressed my face into her crack, and inhaled deeply. My actions were rewarded by the strong scent of unwashed pussy and ass. A sharp sour smell bordering on acrid delighted my olfactory senses.

Mistress demanded I taste her asshole, I responded by furiously lapping and sucking on her puckered brown hole. I was quickly losing all control and becoming more and more ravenous for the kinks we explored. Emma began moaning as she encouraged me.

Abruptly she stepped forward and away from me, she turned and demanded I open my mouth. I did as she commanded and once again Mistress Emma spat into my opened mouth. She made me swallow it and punctuated that episode with another slap across my face.

Mistress Emma commanded me to crawl to her bed, climb on it, and lay on my back. I dis as I was instructed and Emma proceeded to climb on top of me in a reverse cowgirl, on my torso and then shuffled backwards until her huge ass and thighs are enveloping my head. Mistress lowered her wet hairy cunt and demanded I make her cum with my face. I lapped desperately at her clit and her slit, and her asshole as she ground herself onto me.

My face was covered with her pungent scent and was quickly becoming glazed by her discharge as she panted and rocked back and forth. She grabbed my cock by the base and squeezed it hard enough to hurt, I grunted at the pain but Mistress was not interested in my pleasure or pain, she was using me as her human sex toy and I couldn’t have been happier about the scene unfolding.

Mistress Emma began to moan louder and warm liquid began escaping her slit. I wasn’t sure if she was squirting or pissing and at that moment I didn’t particularly care. I drank the liquid which definitely had a urine flavor but not terribly strong. She ground her pussy and ass all over my face as she covered me in her spray while climaxing hard.

As soon as she finishes cumming, she crawled forward away from my face and positioned herself on all fours at the opposite side of her bed. She demanded I fuck her from behind. I sprang up, approached her magnificent ass, positioned my cock at the entrance to her cunt and sunk myself into her.

I began thrusting and pumping into her, each thrust causing visible rippling vibrations of her ample ass flesh. She commanded me to fuck harder and I did. She also warned against me cumming until and unless I was given permission.

I kept pounding awY at her hole as she seemed to be having one endless orgasm. I was sweating profusely from the effort of pushing into her huge ass, my sweat dripping onto the small of her back. Mistress Emma began growling and hissing and demanding I keep going harder and harder. I was short of breath and pouring sweat. She finally climaxed and her soaked cunt squeezed my cock tight as I continued pushing into her.

She told me to cum. She gave me thirty seconds to cum and began breathlessly counting the seconds down at the 20 second mark I felt my balls tighten and my cock stiffen and soon I was flooding her canal with my semen. After a half dozen bursts, Mistress Emma told me to lay underneath her so she could feed me my own creampie. I quickly rearranged myself and she leaned back on her haunches as a stream of my own cum poured out onto my waiting tongue. I lapped at her messy cum fulled pussy while she extracted yet another orgasm out of her slave.

When she was finally finished, she crawled off me and spoke softly. “That was exquisite Will… you are a sexy little slaveboy. Now, let’s get some more drinks, and more weed, and get ready for round two… Have you ever been pegged Will?”

To be continued…