I'm at a bar on my own, and you come in with your friends. Despite your huge size, you want to dress like your friends, who all wear skirts that barely cover their arses, and tops that hardly contain their breasts. Unlike your friends, you keep needing to adjust your clothes to stop them revealing too much.

You catch me looking at you. I am struggling to tear my eyes away, seeing you wearing a dress that you have to pull down all the the before it starts pulling up over your arse, and have to pull up so your huge tits don't fall out for everyone to see. You keep making sure I have a good view of you, making sure I can see your ass, thinking that is the sole reason I'm transfixed by you.

You eventually see me at the bar and down what is left of your drink, and come over. You waste no time at all, leaning on the bar and pushing your ass out a bit. You tell me you've seen me checking you out, and that I can feel your ass if I want. I act nervous, so you grab one arm and start to run my hand over your butt. This causes a swelling in my boxers.

You turn face on towards me, and I see that you've gone for full slut makeup too. Heavily contoured, red lipstick, thick eyeliner and dark mascara. Your makeup resembles something similar to your friends, but much heavier. You lean into kiss me, and our lips connect.

Our tongues flick wildly, and my hands run all over your body. To your surprise, my hands start to grope and squeeze your belly. You're used to any man you pull just feeling your arse, but I'm having my hands move between your arse, your big belly that is barely contained in your dress, and even your thighs a little too. This makes your clit buzz with excitement. You're fine with guys who will fuck you because you're a slut, but you find I want you for that sexy fat body, as well as you being so slutty.

You whisper to me "do you want to go somewhere else", and I say yes. You grab my hand and we walk out the door. A short walk away there's an alley that you know well from nights where you've fucked and blown guys on multiple occasions. You pull me behind the dumpster, which helps hide us further. You've finally given up on your dress and let it slide up over your arse. Not being able to resist anymore, I help it by pulling it further up and finally off, making your huge tits drop and bounce a little and showing me how big your belly really is. The look in my eyes as I finally see your flesh makes you have a bolt of stimulation through your clit.

You move towards me, what happens next?

I would like this to be the start of chatting/roleplaying on a longer term. I would like to see this as the initial meet, and carry on with stories and ideas of me being your booty call, and have further adventures with you tapping me up to get you off and fill your holes, both indoors and getting to meet you out in public for more risky fun. I'm happy to include other things, if you wish to discuss them. I am more than happy to explore an adulteress theme incorporated into the stories, if that is something else that gets you off too.