I sat across from Chelsea in a corner booth of the burger joint, tucked away where no one could see us, but I still felt like every eye in the place was on us. She'd ordered a double meat burger, onion rings, deluxe fries, a strawberry milkshake with whipped cream, and—fucking hell—even the kid's meal toy. She was dipping her fries in the milkshake, slurping loudly, while the other customers shot her stunned looks. I was dying of shame, especially since I'd paid for this ridiculous feast. When she unwrapped her burger, her face fell, her chubby cheeks puffing out in a pout. "What's wrong?" I muttered, already dreading her answer.
"I ordered a double meat patty, and there's only one!" she whined, glaring at the burger like it had insulted her.
"Who cares? Besides, you shouldn't eat so much. You're already… y'know, fat," I said, instantly regretting it. Her eyes narrowed, her lips twisting into an annoyed grimace. "You shouldn't say that to your girlfriend," she snapped, leaning forward so her massive tits strained against her white dress. "Fix it."
"Fix it how? Order another meat?" I asked, confused.
She smirked, her glasses glinting. "Yeah, but not burger meat." Before I could figure out what the hell she meant, I felt something warm and soft rubbing my crotch under the table. My eyes widened—Chelsea had slipped off her shoes and was stroking my cock through my pants with her bare foot, her toes making slow, circular motions. My dick hardened instantly, and I shot her a panicked look. She put a finger to her lips, shushing me, then slid her chair back and crawled under the table, her fat ass barely fitting in the tight space.
"Chelsea, what the fuck—" I hissed, but she was already unzipping my pants. My cock sprang free, rock-hard and throbbing, and she gasped softly. "Mmmh… it's just as big as in the game," she purred, her breath hot against my shaft. Before I could stop her, her tongue swirled around the tip, licking up the precum. "Ahhn… so tasty," she moaned, her voice muffled under the table. I gripped the edge of the seat, trying to stay quiet, but her lips wrapped around my cock, sucking hard as her tongue flicked the underside. "Mmmh… slurp… ahhn!" she moaned, her chubby hands massaging my balls, squeezing them gently. Fuck, this is the best meat, I thought, my head spinning as she deep-throated me, her throat tightening around my shaft.
I tried to resist, biting my lip to keep from groaning, but it was no use. "Ugh… shit," I muttered, my hips bucking as she sucked faster, her moans vibrating against my cock: "Mmmh… glup… ahhn!" My balls tightened, and I couldn't hold it—I came hard, thick ropes of cum flooding her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her tongue lapping at my tip as she moaned: "Mmmh… so much cum!" She crawled out, wiping her lips with a smug grin, and slid back into her seat like nothing had happened. I was panting, my face burning, praying no one had noticed.
We left the mall, and I was still reeling, my cock half-hard in my pants. "We could've been caught!" I hissed, my cheeks flushed with shame. Chelsea just laughed, her tits bouncing as she walked. "Relax, nobody catches you in AV porn flicks," she said, tossing her ponytail. I frowned. "I've never seen those movies," I admitted.
Her eyes widened, and she looked me up and down, her gaze lingering on my crotch. "Why not?"
"My parents forbid it," I muttered, embarrassed.
She smirked, stepping closer so her tits brushed my arm. "You a virgin, Rick?"
I swallowed hard, nodding. "Yeah."
She giggled, her chubby fingers twirling a strand of hair. "I've never fucked a guy either, but I go hard with my BBC vibrators," she said, her voice low and filthy. The air went heavy with silence, my cock stirring again at the image of her fat pussy stuffed with a toy. Then she clapped her hands, breaking the tension. "Oh, I almost forgot! I've got a gift for you." She grabbed my hand and pressed something soft into it—a flimsy black thong, still warm and slightly damp. "Forgot to wear these when I was getting ready for our date," she purred, her eyes glinting. "I was so nervous. Are they still hot?"
Before I could answer, a gust of wind whipped through, lifting her dress. Her fat, jiggly ass was bare, her hairy pussy glistening wet under the sunset's glow, juices dripping down her thick thighs. My cock went full mast, and she noticed, smirking. "There's an alley nearby where nobody goes," she whispered, pulling a large condom from her purse. "Show me how to put this on, big boy."
Three minutes later
We were in the alley, the air thick with the smell of garbage and her musky scent. I pressed myself against the brick wall, my heart pounding. "You sure no one comes here?" I whispered, my voice shaky.
"Shut up and keep licking," Chelsea snapped, her voice low and commanding. She was stark naked, her white dress crumpled on the ground, her massive tits sagging slightly, her chubby body glistening with sweat. She leaned against the wall, her thick legs wrapped around my head, pulling my face into her hairy pussy. "Mmmh… ahhn!" she moaned softly, her hips grinding as I licked her wet folds, her juices coating my tongue. "Harder, you white bitch!" she growled, her hands gripping my hair, forcing my mouth deeper into her cunt. "Ahh… ahhn… eat my fat pussy!"
I couldn't believe this. This chick's got me fucking owned, I thought, my cock throbbing in my pants as her musky taste filled my mouth. I shouldn't be into this—she's fat, not some hot model—but fuck, I was so turned on, my dick leaking precum. I stood up, fumbling with the condom, my hands shaking as I rolled it over my cock. "Didn't think I'd lose my virginity like this, with a fat chick," I muttered, half to myself, but I was too horny to care. I grabbed her thick hips, lined up my cock, and thrust into her tight, wet pussy. "Fuck!" I grunted, her cunt squeezing me like a vice.
"AHHN… YES, FUCK ME!" Chelsea screamed, her tits bouncing as I pounded her against the wall. "Mmmh… ahhn… you white slut, give me that big cock!" she moaned, her voice dripping with filth. "Fuck my fat pussy like the bitch you are!" Her nails dug into my shoulders, her chubby thighs wrapping around my waist as I slammed into her, the wet slap-slap-slap of our bodies echoing in the alley. "Ahh… ahhn… harder, you weak-ass white boy!" she taunted, her pussy clenching around my cock, juices dripping down my balls. I was lost in it, fucking her like an animal, her moans driving me wild: "OHHH… FUCK, BREED ME!"
My phone buzzed in my pocket, the sound jarring me out of my haze. Chelsea, still impaled on my cock, snatched it from my pocket with a grunt. "Mmmh… who's this?" she purred, glancing at the screen. Her eyes widened, and she smirked. "It's your mommy, that is, my mother-in-law."
My blood ran cold, my cock still buried in her pussy as the phone kept ringing.