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Ali is grinding against you. Her mound crushing against your bulge. It is just like a high school girlfriend make out session. You respond to Ali’s makeouts in the same way, grinding your bulge against her. Exploring her soft chubby body through her clothes, squeezing her soft ass, her soft thighs, up and down her back, even up and down her thick arms. You’re hungry for any part of her body that’s exposed. She’s moaning and groaning as you slide your hands up her tank top covered front, she gasps and breaks the kiss when your hands settle over the fronts of her chubby tits through the tank top. She settles back with lust shining in her big green eyes.

“Oh.” she moans quietly, “My boobs? Do you like my boobs?”

You slowly squeeze them and bounce them in your hands. You savor the soft heavy feeling of them. You also love that she’s called them boobs, it’s naïve and adorable. These things are too big to be called boobs really. These are tits or jugs, if anything. You gently play with them while looking at her.

“I do.” you whisper, “They’re so big and soft. I like playing with them. Your big, tits.”

Ali moans when you call them tits. She grinds her hips on you and whispers in your ear.

“Play with my tits.” she purrs, she’s starting to let herself lose control now, “Do you want to suck them? Do you want me to take my shirt off?”

“I’ll do it.” you respond, you reach around and grab the hem of the tank top, which was riding up as she ground on you, revealing the top of her big butt, as she called it, and the small of her back. You start to pull the shirt up, Ali lifts her chubby arms and seconds later Ali’s big pale tits are in front of your face, just covered by her lacy red bra. You take in the sight in front of you, she was obviously hoping someone would see her jugs tonight. She’s breathing hard, her chubby belly heaving and pressing against you. She starts to clumsily unbutton your shirt as you press your face into her flushed cleavage. You actually motorboat the woman, you haven’t been able to do this since a college girlfriend. She giggles and presses your head deeper into her cleavage.

“That tickles.” She laughs.

“Thanks. I haven’t been able to do that for a long time.” you admit chuckling.

“I hope you like them.” she says sadly.

“ I want them. Give them to me!” you almost growl, grinding your hips harder at, “Take your tits out Ali.”

She starts to slowly reach around to work the clasp on her bra, her big tits thrust out at you. You reach down and grab her ass in both hands and give a light playful spank. She jumps, causing her tits and belly to shake in a very arousing way. You both giggle. You decide to get a little more direct with her.

“Ali, get your fucking tits out.” you purr, “Get them out.”

“Ohhh.” she moans, the clasp is undone and her bra is cast aside Revealing her entire chest. Her nipples are large and pale. The areolas very wide and the nipples themselves very small and almost innies. They’re so much bigger than you’d ever have thought. “Getting direct with me? A little aggressive? It made me twitch when you said that. Will you do more? Be more aggressive with me. Don’t get bored, I’d be happy just like this all night.”

“That’s not a birthday present.” you laugh, you know Ali is a little timid in the bedroom, based on what’s happened tonight and what you’ve heard from Katie. “Are you done being timid? Ready to ramp things up?”

“Yes!” she blurts, “Please help me not be timid. Please tell me what you want me to do. Be direct and aggressive. Almost like you’re giving orders.”

You grin and grind your hips while taking Ali’s big pale tits into your hands, groping and lightly squeezing them.

“Does that make you hot?” Ali asks, writhing and moaning as your groping continues, “Ordering around the timid chubby girl from the office? Give me an order, please. Say it dirty, make me twitch. Please.”

Ali gasps when you pinch her tiny little nipples and squeeze gently. It turns her on thinking about what all you could order her to do. Her nervousness is vanishing and being quickly replaced by lusty thoughts.

“Get on your fucking knees.” you order. Ali gasps at the coldness of your order. She knew this was a possibility, she’s afraid to suck a dick, and doubly afraid of the size of yours. She complied though, slowly crawling off of you, and slowly sinking to her knees on the soft carpet of your living room. Her big ass settles down, the heels of her Converse being swallowed by the soft cheeks. “Take my pants off.”

Ali looks at you and bites her lip. She slowly slides her hands up the smooth fabric covering your thighs. Her tiny hands are shaking as she unbuckles your belt, and even more when she works the button and zipper. You lift your hips to help her slip the pants off and she throws them aside. She slides her hands back up your now naked legs and hooks her fingers in the waistband of your boxers, she slowly tugs them down. Her eyes go huge and round when she sees your rock hard cock pop free of the fabric confines.

“Holy shit.” she breathes, her hand tentatively reaching out to touch it. Her small hands are soft and warm as she tests if she can even wrap one around you, “It’s so big. Look I can’t even fit my hand around it. How can I do anything with it? It’s too big.”

“I love hearing stuff like that.” you chuckle, your cock swinging, “You can try right? Enthusiasm goes a long way.”

“It’s so much bigger than anything I’ve ever seen. My toys aren’t even this big.” Ali keeps staring at your cock in shock and wonder, “Enthusiasm will only go so far. It’s huge. How does it even work?”

“It works. Trust me.” you laugh, staring at Ali, “What are you going to do?”

“I’m afraid of it hurting me.” she admits, slowly adding her other hand and giving a slow stroke, “It’s bigger than I imagined it was. I imagined it big too. But damn, this is massive.”

“Stop wasting time Ali.” you say, “You’re stalling.”

“I am.” she giggles and winks, her small soft hands still stroking you, “You also didn’t tell me what to do with this huge thing.”

“I didn’t think I had to.” you chuckle, her soft hands do feel pretty good you have to admit. But if she’s going to be literal like this you’d better give her an order, “Ali, suck my cock.”

All shivers and slowly stick her tongue out and licks like a lollipop. She kissed the tip with her soft lips when she gets to the top. Her soft hands keep pumping the lower part of your shaft. Her lips briefly surround your tip, her tongue showing surprising dexterity as it swirls around the underneath part of your tip. She slowly pulls off and looks up at you grinning.

“You want me to suck it?” she teases, “You want me to try and take it all? I’ll gag on it. It’s too big and I’m too small. Is that what you want? Want me to gag on it? Tell me again.”

Ali slowly takes the tip back in to her mouth. Moments ago she was too timid and nervous to do anything beyond a teenage makeout session, now she’s talking dirty like a pro. Her being tiny and adorable really helps the hotness of her talking about your big dick.

“Yes. I do.” you moan as Ali applies more suction to your top, the first couple inches of your cock sliding into her mouth, her big green eyes locked on yours, “I want you to suck it. Suck my big cock Ali. I don’t care if you gag or ****. I want it now.”

Ali pulls off your tip, her tongue swirling around the head. She rubs your tip against her cheek while her small hands stroke it. She grins and winks.

“I’ll suck it now. I’ll gag and ****.” Ali whispers, “Because you told me to. I’ll **** myself until I pass out if that’s what you want.”

Before you can even answer newly less timid Ali has slipped your cock back into her mouth, her jaw stretching and her full lips pulling back. She sucks like a woman out of control, her small hands pumping what she can’t fit into her mouth, which is most of it. Ali keeps her eyes locked on you as she forces your tip past her throat. She gags hard and is pushed up off it, her long hair falling in her face, she drops back down and forces the tip into her throat again. Again she gags and splutters, you did not expect this from her. Ali drops her small hands off the base and quickly pulls a hair tie from her wrist and while throating herself and trying to **** more down she gathers her hair up with her chubby arms and quickly pulls it up into a ponytail. She throats herself for a few minutes more, bobbing and sucking with a skill you’re surprised at. She never is able to take more than half your length into her mouth. When she did get to halfway she wrapped her lips around it and tried to hold for as long as she could, the noises her throat made sounded like Katie when she’s at the base. When she gagged so hard she was pushed up off the tip she kept the suction going and pulled all the way up and off your cock with a pop, her small hands resuming their stroking. She looks up at you with a lusty look on her face, you look back at her and notice she’s rubbing her thick thighs together.

“Did you like it? Did I do good?” Ali asks hopefully, “That’s all I can do. It’s too big for my mouth. Do you like hearing it? That your big cock won’t fit? That it I couldn’t breathe and I liked it? I did. I loved feeling your big cock **** me? I swear I almost came from it.”

“Exactly what I wanted.” you admit, “You did great.”

“I want to do something else naughty.” Ali begins, her small hands stroking you, again with surprising skill, “I want you to take a picture of me sucking it. Please? Send it to Katie and Karen.”

“You sure?” you ask, but you’re already pulling up your phone, you ignore the notifications from Katie and open the camera.

“Yeah.” Ali replies, “I want it. I want to see it, and I want her to see it. And I want you to keep it.”

“You dirty girl.” you chuckle. Ali just winks at you before diving back down as hard as fast as before. She pushes against her gag reflex as you snap pics of the pale brunette **** herself on your cock. Ali pushes and really tries but she chokes herself almost out right around halfway. She pops back off and strokes you gently.

“Did you get it?” she asks hopefully. You nod and show her the photo of her trying to spear her own throat. She giggles and smiles, “A lot farther than I thought. Please send it.”

You grin and quickly send it to her number. And then to Katie’s number. You save every single one you took to your own phone. Ali is slowly stroking you.

“What did Katie say?” Ali asks. You open the phone and check the messages, you don’t want to spend too much time here, you want that chubby body. Katie has sent you a picture of her and Karen in the mirror, Karen on her hands and knees and Katie pounding her with a strap on.

Katie: We’re having fun. You?

You: she’s trying hard. (Picture)

Katie: Aww cute little thing **** hard. Didn’t think she could do that. Did you make her tell you how big you were?

You: yep I love it.

Katie: Looks like she does too. We’d better go, our friends are gonna think we’re ignoring them. Send us more pics though if you take them :*

“Sounds like she’s proud of you.” You tell Ali. The chubby woman grins.

“What else would you like me to do?” Ali asks submissively, “Order me around again.”