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Quid Pro Quo = SSBBW

By: mondotoken



It had been about fifteen minutes sitting in my car before she arrived. I was kind of nervous sitting in my vehicle in the parking lot of a shady motel. Mid-day and all.

But I was desperate not to end up in jail for fraud and other charges including but not limited to Statutory rape (More on that later). Melody knew that and she was going to exploit that fact to death.

I was her slave. So to speak.

I was lost in thought when the sound of crunching gravel distracted me. I looked out of the passenger side window to see her Honda Civic pulling up two cars over. 

I cringed as I saw the massive Cheshire cat type smile beaming at me through the window. The Large cartoony looking hazel eyes and tiny mousy nose with the Mrs. Claus type glasses resting on top of them... and finally, my skin crawled a bit at the shaggy mane of hair surrounding her face in a dark brunette corona.

The car actually tilted as she stepped out of it. There were some grungy Emo type teens squatting in the parking lot as Melody stepped out of her car. Their snickering turned to audible laughter as the large woman defiantly stomped over to the clerk's window and paid for the room.

Her clothing ... a simple white ill-fitting long sleeved blouse and a dark navy blue skirt stretched to the max around her way too larger than her torso bottom. Her monstrous ass cheeks wobbled up and down as she stomped defiantly through the teen's laughter and open the motel door.

I considered putting the pedal to the metal and speeding off rather than step out of the car and identify myself as a "chubby chaser' by association.

Melody had stepped inside the motel room and was waving me over, a single chubby digit on her bloated hand signaling me "Come Hither" 

It was time for me to "pay the piper"

The laughter of the youthful squatters got even louder as it became apparent that "I" was Melody's paramour. I did the "hands in the pocket, face cast downward" as I quickly entered the motel room.

Melody stood behind the door, slamming it as I entered. She ignored me momentarily as she peered out into the parking lot from behind the cheap grime covered curtains that were hung from the single small window in the room.

There was one bed covered with a cheap looking and filthy orange frayed comforter. A rotary phone sat on the haphazard bedside looking table. The accompanying lamp was something I hadn't seen since 1978 in my grandma's house.

"What not good enough for ya?" Melody's saccharine sweet voice had always annoyed me. 

She looked like a Sherman tank, but sounded like a ten year old girl. I detected a twinge of angry sarcasm in her voice. She was fully aware that I didn't want to fuck her. She seemed to be seething.

"I'm cool."

"Whatever, that's as good an answer as I'm going to get from you douche."

She was definitely seething, pissed off even though she had won. She was going to get what she wanted today.

"Take you fucking clothes off, I ain't got all day." She emphasized her point by snapping my belt buckle open with an aggressive flick of her wrist.

I slowly dropped my pants as she stood there watching, her arms folded across her chest. She was actually tapping her foot and staring a hole right through me.

I felt her chubby digits on my arms as she stepped up to me. I was afraid she was going to kiss me and was instantly worried that I would upchuck in her mouth if she did. Melody pushed me towards the bathroom.

"Take a shower, you kind of stink."

I was kind of glad for the momentary reprieve and quickly entered the small dingy bathroom. 

"To make a long story short ... I worked as a teller at a local bank. Melody was my supervisor and she was more than a little infatuated with me. Unfortunately, I wasn't into the "BIG GIRL" thing. There was no way in HELL she was ever getting a piece ... That is, until I completely fucked up. I had been trying to get into the pants of one of bank's customers for weeks. I was successful to a certain degree, but unfortunately for me, the girl was an underage criminal. She hit me up at my teller window with quite a number of inked checks; I was busted by Melody...and blackmailed into a sexual relationship"

I considered staying in the shower until Melody got discouraged and left, but that probably would have meant eventual prison. So, I sucked it up and exited the bathroom in a towel.

Melody had removed the nasty comforter from the bed and was lying face down in the middle of the bed. 

The only bit of clothing on her body was a black thong hidden in the massive cheeks that made up her huge ass. 

I slowly walked around the bed starring at the colossal task before me. Melody was laying on the bed starring at the wall in front of her. She had a strange melancholy look on her face.

"Look in my purse ... there's some baby oil in there." 

I retrieved the oil from her bag (I couldn't help noticing more than a few candy bars & snack cakes in there.) and climbed in bed (what was left of it) with Melody.

At her insistence I straddled her and began rubbing the oil into her back. Her huge shock of black hair had to be moved (it hung almost to her waist.).

"Rub that oil on my ass moron." She hissed with a half sigh.

Melody had a big meaty all-encompassing ass. I poured some oil on her buttocks and began seriously kneading her cheeks. I was amazed at how solid and muscular her ass was. I took my time rubbing each cheek, running my fingers over the smooth flesh. Melody continued to sigh as I worked her pliant skin over. She began to shift from side to side.

It was like riding a massive wave as I continued my work, not completely retched out as I thought I would be. Rubbing more oil into those massive cheeks definitely caused the heat in the room to rise.

"Oooh, that feels good. Careful I think you're starting to like it." 

I hated that voice, not just the child like quality of it ... but the truth that poured from her thin lips. Melody suddenly shifted her weight half tossing me off her back as she rose on all fours. Suddenly I found myself starring at the Melody's gigantic ass ...spread out in front of me. I found myself looking directly at her vagina.

It was like a swollen peach half ... that's the only way I can describe it ..."seriously"

The back of her meaty thighs and just under her juicy butt was darkened like some tanning session gone wrong. I remembered a thousand bad jokes about fat chicks being unable to wipe their butts ... "that wasn't helping". I was puzzled momentarily.

I reached out with one finger and touched the small inflated lips of her pussy. A shudder ran through her body. I knew this because the bed suddenly rocked like an aftershock hit it. Melody sucked her lips and let out a low moan.

I felt motivated ... I wanted to make her react like that some more ... I don't know why, but I wanted to dominate her. Own her the way she had owned me because I'd fucked up. 

I began lightly running my single finger up and down the slight slit in the center of her vagina. She moaned loudly and rocked back and forth taking the whole bed with her at times. After about five minutes of this, her frustration became apparent.

"What are you waiting for? ... LICK IT!!" 

SHIT!! ... I hadn't even considered giving her oral. I kind of figured that I would just take my pants off and poke her for about five minutes, fake cum into a condom and presto ... Dirty Deed Done!! ... Melody wasn't having it... NO WAY!! NO HOW!!

I reached out with both of my hands, parting the giant butt cheeks in front of me, and this took some doing. The pillow like, yet sturdy flesh of those cheeks sunk in at the points were I grabbed it. I used a little force to part this huge bubble shaped butt... her vagina perfectly centered in the middle was almost a mirror image in it's beautiful peach like state.

The smell emanating from the secret place between her thighs was pungent in a half sweet sickly sweet way. (Huh, huh maybe it smells like that because of all the Twinkies this bitch eats ... huh, huh)... I stuck my fingertip in her small puss and marvel at how tight it was ... her inner walls immediately trapping my finger snug in its viselike grip.

I finger banged her ... to say the least, for a few seconds at least. Then I did something that shocked even Melody.

I sucked on my finger!!

That's right... I sucked her juices right off my finger. 

It tasted like ... I don't know ...like honey. With some red wine mixed in... Yeah, that's about right. Once I realized what I was doing I stopped. Melody noticed.

"What's your problem?

You're starting to like it!! I knew it!! Don't stop now baby... Have some more.

But I sat there starring at my finger. Shocked at my own behavior. Unable to understand these contrary urges.

"Fuck it! Let me help you out with that problem!!" 

Melody suddenly rose up in the bed on her knees and faced me. There was a weird, angry half smile on her face. I couldn't meet her piercing eyes for long. I stared down at her breasts.

Funny, Melody had to weigh at least two hundred and eighty pounds, but she had small boobs. They were barely a C-cup. Perhaps, a large B cup. I thought it strange. Melody draped one of her arms over her boobs. I was tripping off of her love slime ... I must have been. I noticed the small hairs on her arm, the perfectly manicured and painted nails. Even her hands were childlike. 

Melody suddenly swiped her other chubby arm at me. I was caught unawares and thrown into the flawed mattress with sufficient force. Before I could I react, both of her chubby hands were pinning my shoulders to the bed.

I looked directly up at her and waves of fear ran though my body as I realized what she was about to do. Melody emitted a soft girlish giggle as she pinned me down even further, her boulder sized ass coming to a rest directly on top of my chest.

I was immobilized.

DARKNESS descended on me as she lightly shifted her weight on my chest, pushing her "cradle of life" towards my face.

"Go ahead baby; have as much as you want."

I wanted to scream ... seriously ... but I didn't.

Instead, I was soon lapping away at her pussy like a frenzied little puppy dog. Licking the swollen lips of her vagina with abandon until they became so slick that my tongue finally slipped inside.

I began to run my tongue up & down the walls of her pussy like a man possessed. Melody ground her pelvis into my face as I increased the intensity of my tongue's undulations.

"Fuuuuuck!!" .. was about all that came out of her mouth. Probably the only thing that could come out of her pie hole considering the massive tremors running through her body. My face was drenched with her juices. I was worried for a moment that she would shift her weight unexpectantly and break my neck.

Suddenly, air suddenly rushed into my relieved lungs through my wide open mouth. Melody had lifted one of her oak tree like legs off of me and was kneeling at my side. The bed tilted in her direction. She gently touched my face, looking deeply into my eyes with what appeared to be some concern.

I was going to ask her what was wrong, but she placed her fingers across my lips effectively silencing me.

Melody lightly touched my chest, running her hands down my body.

"Quid Pro Quo?"

She rolled over to her side and got off the bed (The bed actually bounced a bit when she stood up... She had a massive stomach that jiggled quite like ..."a bowl of jelly". I felt a slight twinge of repulsion. "I definitely wasn't into the Santa belly thing." Melody never seemed to take her eyes off of me as she strolled to the end of the bed and knelt.

She poured what was left of the baby oil in the palms of both of her hands and grabbed my average sized cock with both of her hungry little hands. Melody began to knead my balls and cock with an ever increasing intensity. She took her time with my package stroking my penis slightly and kneading my balls in her chubby hands with abandon.

"How do you like that?" She cooed.

"Uh, it's uh..great." 

Her voice didn't seem that annoying any more. It was actually kind of pleasant.

"Tell me you love this ... You love the feel of my hands all over your body." She half demanded.

I nodded ... It wasn't out of arrogance or manly pride. It was just that I was going to explode a geyser of cum everywhere in moments.

Melody let out a sigh and gave my cock an angry, spiteful tug.

She was shocked when a small jet of precum suddenly spurted from my cock. She smiled and continued her massage mercilessly. 

"The body doesn't lie" 

Melody plunged her small mouth with its thin lips down on my cock and began sucking all of the precum out of my tortured unit. god, it felt good. Kind of like a mini-vacuum. My dick was already wrecked from her generous hands, but Melody would not be denied.

She greedily sucked and sucked on cock, all the while massaging my balls with loving attention to detail.

I ended up shooting another load into her hungry mouth ... at least I think I did. I never saw a drop dribble from her lips, and she kept working me over like a woman possessed.

"Stop ... please." I had to beg off. She was killing me.

"WHAT?!! Can't handle it huh?" Melody seemed proud of herself.

She stood up and pointed across the room at the only chair in the room. She apparently wanted me to grab the chair, impatiently snapping her fingers at me. I slowly got up and complied. Melody snatched the chair from me and slammed it down facing the bed. 

She gave me another one of her strong armed shoves which sent reeling to the sweaty matted sheets of the bed. I struggled to sit up on the end of the bed. Melody had taken a lot out of me and she definitely wasn't finished yet. 

On an increasingly less subconscious level, I wasn't finished with her either.

Melody straddled the chair facing away from me.

I instinctively knew what she wanted me to do next. I just, didn't know if it was her instincts or mine. All I knew was that there was a HUMONGOUS ASS on the chair in front of me. A glorious site, the two distinct globes of her butt spilling over both sides of the chair.

"Fuck me... now." She cooed resting her small breasts against the back of the chair.

I was worried that the chair would give way under her weight.

I rubbed the swollen lips again with more vigor this time. They were dripping (literally) as my greedy fingers pried them apart.

I slowly and carefully worked my cock into her chubby box, first placing the head of my penis inside. Her juicy walls immediately converged on my cock trapping it snuggly. Once I had worked all of myself into her... I realized my dilemma.

There was no way I could fuck the shit out of her in this position. I was wedged in between the bed and my balls were touching the bottom of the chair. I didn't want to ask Melody to move but it was almost an impossible mission. I rubbed the two perfect semi-circles that made up the sides of her thighs.

She seemed to instinctively know what was going on and shifted her weight on the chair until she was resting on her hands. 

Bless her chunky heart ... =)

I began to fuck Melody.

"My supervisor at work who had busted me for cashing inked checks. Who had blackmailed me into a sexual tryst and made me the laughing stock of squatting teen emo's."

I began to seriously fuck the shit out of Melody.

"Not because I had to, but because I wanted to."

She had an extremely tight pussy to say the least. The friction of the frenzied love making I was committing on her tiny puss was tearing at the foreskin on my penis.

I didn't care.

No. I didn't give a fuck! I just wanted to fuck this woman forever.

The sight of ripples running across her monster sized butt, my handiwork was making me fuck her even harder. I hadn't even noticed that Melody was screaming her head off as her reproductive system was rearranged by my rabid dick. I grabbed one of her arms and pulled it behind her towards me, my other hand pulled at the mane of hair on her head violently.

The motel room began to echo the sounds of her sweet cries and the THX style sounds of my pelvis slap against her waterbed like ass. Melody began to sound like she was fucking choking on the dick. This just further fueled my lust.

" Cum ... cum, please." She uttered between thrusts. I didn't want to cum right away, this fat ass being just too good to let go to waste.

Melody pulled her arm free from me and grasped the end of the chair rising slightly to accommodate me as I beat her pussy to death. Now, it was a straight shot to her loins and I made the most of it. She buried her head in the seat of the chair moaning loudly, my thrusts making her sound like she was hick cupping.

I could feel the cum burning in the shaft of my cock and I let go of her hair to spread those prodigious cheeks apart to plunge her even deeper. 

I could feel the cum traveling along the length of my cock ... building, building .. until ... 

GODDAMN SHAZZAM!!!

I pulled my engorged cock out of Melody and showered her incredible backside with what at least was two liters of cum. I actually glazed most of her massive cheeks with my undeveloped kids.

I fell back on the bed ... spent.

Melody? She crashed to the floor on all fours. 

And that's how we remained. I don't know how long we were like that, but eventually Melody struggled to her feet and staggered into the shower. I remained on the bed, in my birthday suit no less.

I was hoping we would go again.

Melody eventually emerged from the bathroom, the towel barely covering her rubenesque body. I got excited the moment I saw her. I was immediately disappointed when she reached in her purse and pulled some large panties from its interior (She had changed her underwear prior to arriving at the motel.).

I watched silently as she struggled to pull her used stockings over her plump, chubby legs. Silently despaired as she put on her cute little underwire bra and ill-fitting blouse.

For some reason, I wanted Melody to know how I felt about what we had done. I slipped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the neck. She turned and gave me a deep soulful kiss. 

"That was fantastic."

"You know what the guy who took my cherry told me after we did it?" She replied.

"What?"

"He said ... I lost the bet."

She pushed me away and half ran out of the door.

Moments later I heard her car pull out of the parking lot.

I silently dressed and exited the room as well. I actually looked back as I closed the door.

I was greeted with a small round of applause by the squatters. I sneered in their direction and this caused more laughter until I reached into my open window and pulled the trunk release.

My trunk suddenly popped open ...

The squatters ran out of the parking lot like scattered chickens.

mondotoken 06/06/10

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Quid Pro Quo = SSBBW Ch. 02



It had been nearly a month since that fateful afternoon and still my eyes followed Melody wherever she went during my eight hour gauntlet or what most of you call...work. It had been weeks since I'd been blackmailed into an afternoon tryst with my boss and the images of her massive frame nude haunted me. She for her part went about business as usual never taking the time to talk to me off the cuff like she'd done in the days leading up to the event. I found myself dying to talk to her on a more personal level but Melody kept things strictly business. No one was the wiser regarding our "hook-up" but I still felt somewhat compromised and aloof from my coworkers. My evening were little different with images of her humongous ass taunting me in surprising wet dreams that ended with me talking matters into my own hands if you know what I mean.

"We need to talk; I want you to stay after work." She had walked up to my station completely catching me off guard (I was day dreaming about her if my reddened face was any indication.).

"Yes ma'am."

"Cut it out with that ma'am shit; I'm not that old." In truth she was thirty-two years of age and rumored to be in a rather turbulent marriage to a younger guy. There were numerous photos of children on her desk but no one ever bothered or cared to ask about their relationship to the widely disliked employer. I'd taken up people watching due to the fact that my job as a teller involved an inordinate amount of standing and I could tell that she seemed to be troubled even on her best day.

"I've called you in today to discuss some issues I have with your work; the quality of which as dropped considerably. You seem less than focused as of late." Her childish voice still rankled me a bit and I didn't know how to answer her. Every time I looked in her direction my mind was drawn back to the cheap, dirty motel room we'd shared.

"Uhm; yeah Mrs. Santos." Was all I could manage and it frustrated me because I didn't like the power she had over me due to my indiscretion with a high school student and the resultant blackmail that led to that afternoon romp.

"Is that really all you have to say; I'm sure you can give me a little more to go on than that!" Melody was definitely irritated by the monosyllabic answer shed received.

"Sorry Mrs. Santos; I'll do better." I stole a quick glance at her roundish face which scowled in my direction. Her granny glasses sat on the end of her thin nose and they made her eyes appear small and beady. Her thin lips assisted the rest of her face in looking tragically cartoonish. She usually kept her hair up in manner that made her look older than she actually preferring to wear it down during social gatherings. I knew firsthand how much she liked having her back length hair pulled while being taken from behind and the memory caused a slight stirring downstairs.

"That's really all you have to say; not even questioning me?" She leaned forward peering into my face for some understanding and making me momentarily uncomfortable.

"Ma'am, I mean Mrs. Santos-I'm just admitting that I'm going to do better and uhm, well I don't want to disappoint you!" I didn't realize how much I was stammering as she leaned back in her chair taking stock of what was in front of her.

"I get it; you're still bent out of shape about that little favor I did for you a couple of weeks ago. It's fucking with you huh?"

"Excuse me?" I knew exactly what she was talking about but didn't want to give her the satisfaction of acknowledging our past. 

"Don't bullshit me; you're bummed that you had to fuck a fat girl and every time you see me it gets to you. What's the matter; can't get it up anymore?" Melody was looking at everything in the room but my face. She kind of swiveled in her chair a bit resting her interlocked fingers on top of her prodigious belly.

"Hey that's not it ma'am." I disagreed in a confused tone trying to figure out how to convey some unsaid attraction between.

"Whatever; don't you have something to do?"

"Wait."

"GET OUT OF MY OFFICE ASSWIPE!!" There was more than a little emotion in her outburst as I hit the narrow corridor back to the floor. I'd wanted to follow up on our one-time thing but she just shattered that train of thought by kicking me out of her office. The building was all but deserted as I closed out my station and began counting my cash. From the moment I'd taken the job, Melody had haunted my shadow with leering glances, inappropriate touching and comments. I'd successfully marginalized her or so I thought until I'd made the mistake hooking up with a young criminal. The resultant blackmail had left me in the most compromising of positions under her Jurassic ass. Surprise, surprise I'd ended up liking it way more than I'd anticipated. Part of me hated her for taking advantage of a situation but deep down what Melody had done was no different than what any morally challenged frat boy would have done when presented with an unconscious coed. An opportunity had presented itself and Melody Santos had taken full advantage of it.

I just didn't like her smug "I GOT YOU" attitude or her entitled, sarcastic demeanor.

"FAT BITCH!!" I suddenly blurted out to no one in particular my rage so palpable that it forced its way out of my subconscious. I realized that I'd been avoiding the crappy reason we'd hooked 'up and my shame for the wild thoughts that followed. I'd stopped counting my cash staring in panic across the room as I realized my boss was looking directly at me from across the lobby. She looked frozen in place with this sort of incredulous expression on her face. There was a folder hanging from one of her chubby hands the contents of which lie scattered on the carpet.

"Fuck you." She whispered back before lumbering to the back with a shrill, childish whine. My heart had leapt into my throat at the sight of her and I knew my job was toast. I quietly began packing up my things figuring that I would rather have the authorities pick me up at home when Melody exposed me. I rolled to the back where the breakroom was situated to pick up some Tupperware when I heard a loud crash.

"What the-?" Something extremely heavy had impacted the floor and I had a hard time pushing the door open as my ears were assailed with an excruciating scraping sound. There was no way of preparing for the sight waiting on the other side of the door as I was treated to the "Full Monty" of Melody Santos' humongous ass as she appeared to be hunched over the remains of our vending machine. It was one of those old rectangular models that sat on very thin metal legs. I guess she'd put too much weight on the machine reaching into the slot for some candy. There were snicker bars, Red Vines and M&M's all over the break room floor.

"Go ahead and laugh; I don't care anymore-FUCKING LAUGH ASSHOLE!!" She attempted to push herself up only to lose balance thudding against the tiled floor and taking out on of the metal legs on the destroyed vending machine. Her skirt had ripped up the middle affording me a view of her panties that I ogled despite myself. I should have been laughing my ass off at the bully who'd made my life a living hell for over a month; she looked like a beached whale.

"Let me help you up."

"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP; I CAN DO IT MYSELF!!" She tried and failed again due to one of her heels being caught at a weird angle. Her face was reddened as she rolled on her side in another failed attempt due to the downed vending machine.

"Stop fucking around Melody; I got you!" I was annoyed and subsequently surprised as she allowed me to assist her up to the love seat in the small room. My coworkers sometimes crashed on the ratty sofa and I noticed that more than half of it disappeared when she sat on it. Her pear shape was absolute and her massive hips obliterated the couch cushions.

"I am a piece of shit." It was more an admission to herself than to me and that candid self-evaluation hung heavy in the air.

"Well uh, I'm going to leave now Melody."

"Whatever." She seemed in a daze as she absentmindedly pulled forth a candy bar that had become entangled in her blouse. The large, bulky Latin woman had no shame as she peeled the paper from the chocolate bar and downed half of it in one bite. She was one gigantic lump of self-pity as her chubby digit ensnared a bag of Skittles ripping it asunder and pouring the contents directly into her gullet. Something stopped me from crossing the threshold into the parking lot outside the nearby door. I watched her devour whatever was in her reach until there was nothing left before her gaze rested upon me.

Chocolate was smeared across her thin lips and I noticed a few peanuts and mints in her disheveled cleavage. Her breathing was heavy and labored giving me the impression that she was in danger of having a stroke.

"Having fun shit head?" Her small mouth hung open doing its best to stabilize her breathes which came in short, deep increments. That round face was reddened and slightly glistening with perspiration making her a depressing parody of herself. Her insults didn't bother me anymore and I didn't believe she would turn me in for cashing inked checks either. I for all intents and purposes was looking at someone hitting rock bottom...and it was somehow fascinating.

"HEY ASSHOLE; YOU GOT SOMETHING FOR ME?!" She sounded as if she were on the verge of breaking down and what I did next shocked both of us.

I unzipped my fly and got my erect cock out right in front of her face. She was wild eyed and open mouthed at the sight of me shambling towards her with my salacious intent bobbing before me level with her face. Melody's surprised expression added fuel to my inner fire as my throbbing member found entrance between her thin lips. My fingers dug into the wild shock of curly hair done up in a functional bun to comply with the shitty workplace grooming standards. Her big expressive brown eyes stared up into mine conveying the disbelief of what was happening between us at that precise moment. My other hand cupped her cheek as I pushed in further causing the fat, dumpy misanthrope to gag and retch profusely. Her tonsils tickled the head of my member as I forced her head further until her nose was buried in my pubic hair.

Melody looked as if she would explode from being stuffed completely full before I relented giving her a burst of life sustaining air. I continued fucking her mouth with measured strokes as rivulets of saliva and precum slowly ebbed down her chin eventually soiling her blouse. Melody Santos, my immediate supervisor and principal tormentor for months let me use her face in a torrid display of malfeasance that was positively criminal.

"Bitch."

It was little more than a whisper but I noticed a single tear run along her cheek most likely elicited by my insult as I prodded her into action from her perch on the ratty love seat. Somehow Melody was able to shift her weight apparently painfully squatting on her knees and pushing her massive backside out at me. I have to give Lane Bryant credit because the plus sized skirt she was wearing looked stressed, stretched out to the max like it would shred at any minute but held its shape. My knuckles lightly touched the cool flesh at the back of her thighs as I pulled up on the garment finding some considerable resistance. Melody had put on a few extra pounds since we'd hooked up as her jiggly thighs came into view. Her tanned flesh continued to quiver and shake as the material reached the crest of her rounded backside. The unnatural sheen of the fullback panties she was wearing caught my eye causing me to blink profusely from their lewd brilliance.

Things were decidedly hot and heavy as I pried the satin material to one side exposing the way too deep and extended rear cleavage of Melody's mountainous ass. Her rasping and wheezing gasps filled the small break room as I roughly pushed into her from behind completely burying my length between her boulder sized cheeks. It was almost an impossible mission when I realized that the head and a few inches of my cock were barely inside due to her prodigious back porch. The heated, sweaty tightness appealed to me as I sawed my length inside piercing her confines in random fashion. Her immature voice added to the experience in slightly comical squeaks and childish sounding gibberish which I barely registered as I continued fucking her.

"H-Here." Her chin collided with the back of the love seat as her forehead thumped the adjacent wall when she reached back palming both of her monstrous cheeks with tiny hands that looked like they belonged to some child. Melody accomplished what she'd sought out to do providing me a more detailed view of her great expanse. Her frenzied actions and the intimate view of her "chub rub" suggested a desire for some backdoor action. It was an invitation gregariously taken as I pounded into her with little regard for her well-being working towards an elusive, teasing climax. 

Her massive butt which had enthralled me during the blackmail fueled tryst of our first encounter was so considerable that my abs and lower chest were hidden from view every time I pounded into it. Melody was extraordinarily tight around my cock providing an addictive sensation as she pushed back against my inbound strokes. My hands greedily clamped down into her porous meaty hips with my fingers sinking deep into her pillowy flesh to give the troubled woman a severe plunging as she broke letting go of her cheeks. The resultant thunderous clapping of her humongous cheeks on either side of my cock had the desired effect as I came hard up her backdoor while wedging myself against her in a desperate attempt to go...deeper.

Then it was over and both of us were faced with the uncomfortable reality of what we'd done.

Suddenly we were aware of a ringing phone inside the room with us as we struggled not to look directly at one another. I noticed a white I-Phone on the floor with a partially cracked screen. The device was somewhat obscured by a pile of vending machine product. Melody stared at me with this sort of anxious expression and motioned for her phone.

"Hello honey; sorry I'm running a little late." She's snatched the phone from my outstretched fingers answering the call in a frenzy. 

"Yea-Yeah I'm really sorry baby; I know you worry but I'm okay so you can put the kids to bed alright? Uhm; sure Raul I love you too." It was almost like I wasn't even there as I watched my supervisor absentmindedly rub her abused mound.

Uhm yeah; I'll pick something up on the way home-OH YOU MADE DINNER?!! That's great honey and I'll talk to you when I-yeah baby gotta go!" She hung up quickly to sit there silent for a few moments under my gaze before looking up at my face. 

"So look; I really don't feel like talking about this shit right now; maybe in the morning?" Melody's makeup was a mess smeared across her circular face and her hair was all over the place. One of her small breasts was exposed hanging free from a gap in her blouse. It was partially covered by a lacy brassiere with the large puffy areola visible...the thick nipple was erect.

"We good?" She had fished her wire frame granny style glasses from between the couch cushions. I had my cock in hand stroking it just inches from her face when she turned back in my direction.

"Oh uhm; okay."

I pinched her cheek and brought her open mouth close until her thin lips touched the reddened head of my cock. She remained quiet as I jerked myself to completion filling her pie hole full of my semen. I zipped up and gathered up a handful of discarded candy flinging it at her before leaving that breakroom and the building.

...to be continued.



Quid Pro Quo = SSBBW Ch. 03



"Could I get six of those glazed cake doughnuts?" The tired looking Korean gentleman placed the items in the bag along with the scores of other sweets I'd purchased during the early morning jaunt to work. I stared out at the wet streets being pounded by a storm that been raging since the midnight hour. I'd un-expectantly had a difficult time sleeping tossing and turning until approximately three in the morning. I'd ended up once again in a compromising position with my supervisor Melody Santos and it was all my own doing. We'd rutted like animals and afterwards I'd been left with some unintended collateral damage when I discovered that she was married. My resultant deviant behavior had been classic as I made use of her deceptive mouth to sate my imminent need and demonstrate my disgust.

Of course I'd heard rumors of a difficult marriage but had always doubted it due to the vigor with which she'd pursued me since the first day of work in the small branch. At first it seemed friendly and somewhat of a mentor-student nature. But her intent had become clear in short order as I could not seem to find anywhere in the building to look where her cartoonish countenance did not cross my gaze. She would insinuate herself into conversations with other employees and appear in the breakroom whenever I was there. I tried to work with her appearing friendly even when my flesh crawled at the numerous remarks aimed at whoever I was dating and my manhood in general. Most of my coworkers found humor in my travails as my daily existence at work turned into a nightmare. I'd made the unfortunate mistake of accepting a ride home from her on a rainy day which ended with her demanding a kiss as payment for her "good deed".

"Look it's not like that Melody; we just work together...that's all." I had been firm with Melody and I'll never forget the look on her face as her eyes followed me to my door. Life after that had become even more difficult with her piling on extra work and making snide remarks in front of other employees. She clocked my bathroom breaks waiting for me with stereo write-ups for multiple offenses. Most of my coworkers were convinced that we'd had a fling and broke up despite my protestations. That probably pissed me off more than anything else. Everybody around me believing something that wasn't true and it wore on me over time. Melody even began isolating me by bullying anybody that showed me the slightest ounce of friendship until I was considered "nuclear" by my coworkers.

"Yeah, add a couple of those citrus cake donuts to the tally." Soon I was on my way with the pink box containing breakfast for my coworkers and bait for one chubby bitch. The rain had thoroughly drenched me even through my poncho as I noticed Mrs. Santos Honda Civic near the building.

"Good Morning." She was standing by the cabinets having a cup of joe and her wardrobe was the first thing that caught my eye. A cheap looking cream colored dress struggled to cover her figure; there were tiny roses on the thin, cheap looking material. Melody had draped a fuzzy peach colored sweater over her bulky form and stared apprehensively as I sat the pink box on the table. I poured myself a cup as she mumbled another greeting and casually walked over to the cracked back door to shake out my wet poncho. I'd looked away for a moment when she'd took the opportunity to snag a pastry from the pink box.

"Hey; what are you doing?!" I barked startling her as she held the large pastry between her tiny fingers.

"What? I was just getting something to eat." She froze in place as if my words had the effect of a weapon looking doe eyed and apprehensive.

"But that one belongs to me." I sounded dead serious giving her a death glare and closing the distance between us. I was tightly pressed up against her expansive backside in moments and I'm sure she could feel my breath on her neck.

"Sorry uhm; I didn't know." Melody was all kinds of apologetic as I reached over her shoulder and snatched the treat from her hand as hard as I could. I punctuated my displeasure with her actions by spiking the cherry Danish into a nearby wastebasket. As quickly as the treat left my hand, Melody's had set upon an orange cake doughnut. I snagged her wrist forcing the donut away from her mouth and into my own taking a third of it into my mouth.

"So I can't have one of your fucking donuts?!!"

"You didn't ask."

"Can I have a donut?"

"No." Melody looked flabbergasted and more than likely shocked that I denied her even after she'd asked nicely. Her thin fingers snatched up another confectionary treat despite being denied permission and the chucky supervisor would have down the entire thing in one bite if I hadn't caught her tiny wrist in a steel hard grip.

"OOOOOWWW YOU'RE HURTING ME!" She cried in that annoying, sweet child's voice doing her best to snatch her wrist from my small grasp. Melody was definitely stronger than she looked grunting while pushing her colossal rear end into my pelvis as my other hand snaked around her body to her jiggly tummy. My cock responded to the scuffle becoming a beacon of lust that lanced the junction between her mammoth ass cheeks. Her other hand slapped and pinched the flesh on top of the fist that held her fast while my free probing fingers wedged into her thick camel toe. Melody gasped at the intrusion and comically wiggled her tabled width hips as I dug deep between her thick legs searching for her slit.

"Motherfucker!" She hissed right before I found my prize digging into her crotch roughly pushing the thin material into the minute space between her thighs. I pressed my thumb against her covered clit causing her to gasp and breathe heavily through her mouth. She lurched forward nearly taking me with her as the pasty fell to the table splattering its delicious contents across the laminated tabletop. I forced her hand up until it was level with her round face. Melody didn't protest when her jelly soiled fingers were pushed between her thin lips taking my cue and sucking them clean. I began yanking at the neckline of her cheap frock until I was able to free one of her small tits. The large, puffy areola was topped with a thick almost rectangular nipple that made her spasm even more when it was pinched.

"F-Fuh Fuck you." I could feel the heated, pungent wetness between her thighs as I attacked her nipple in tandem. Melody was bouncing her butt against my cock and I obliged her by humping in an upward motion sawing my member along her clothed crack. I'd given her a deep wedgie forcing the material into her huge ass cheeks and into the prominent cleft where her thighs met the bottom of her butt.

"You like that fat ass don't you?" She almost sounded as if she were taunting me with that irritating saccharine sweet voice that betrayed her age. 

"Shut up." I grew my hand back yanking on the hem of her dress until her huge backside was exposed replete with "Hello Kitty" style granny panties that perplexed me for an instant. I didn't know they made panties that huge and inwardly chuckled at my Melody.

"You gonna fuck that ass?-OOOOOWWWWWW!!" My palm collided lightning swift with her gelatinous backside making it jiggle and ripple from the impact. Ten more vicious slaps followed the first until Melody was a whimpering mess making the table strain under her weight as she leant across it facing the pink donut box.

"Now you be a good little girl and shut up while I cum on your fucking ass." I did my best to imitate her voice leaning over her compromised body to snag a large jelly donut. She was still whimpering when I shoved the entire thing inside her mouth. It would be the sweetest gag she'd ever know as I drew her panties down far enough completing the action with my shoe until the undergarment touched the floor. The sight of that monstrous ass nude was nearly enough to send me over the edge dwarfing the large hands that pushed inward on her doughy hips. Melody Santos was fucking right about me.

Despite myself I did "LOVE" that "HUGE, MONSTER-SIZED BUTT" of hers and I'd been continually awash in self-loathing ever since she'd forced me into a motel room and sat on my face. I was conflicted beyond belief wanting more of her fertility symbol shape but not knowing how to broach the subject with her. In the back of my mind I'd always figured that Melody was driven to blackmail me into sex because she was desperately lonely. Twenty-four hours earlier I'd discovered that she was actually happily married.

"FAAAWWWK!!" I came sooner than I wanted but quickly remembered myself pulling her dress down tight across her naked bottom and jerking a nearly sustained stream of cum all over the back of her dress. Melody trembled and twitched a little while I soiled her dress but didn't utter a word. Her brown eyes followed me to the adjacent countertop as I poured myself a cup of coffee while my cock hung free from my slacks. I looked directly at her after a few moments noticing that the lower portion of her face was smeared with raspberry jam from the donut that had been shoved into her mouth. Melody Santos looked truly pathetic and I wanted to fuck her brains out for it.

"Have a donut." I slowly put my penis away zipping up slowly to make sure her eyes never left me as I knelt snatching up her panties.

"I'll take these as fair trade." 

"But I have a meeting today with the territory manager; I need my panties." She was tearing a stuffed croissant apart with her finger while she complained.

"You'll think of something Mrs. Santos." I pocketed them and quickly walked out onto the floor to begin my work day.

Melody was something of a trooper and she spent the rest of the day with her sweater wrapped around her ponderous backside. I betrayed no hint of the sordid interactions between Melody and myself working through the day with minimal interaction between us. Later in the day I noticed her talking with some big money clients in her cubicle and decided to dial her up on the in-house phone. She ignored the first call but was obliged to answer after my third try.

"What is it?"

"Don't you know why I took your panties?" I watched from my teller window noticing the branch president looking on disapprovingly. Melody was not supposed to take calls while servicing high end bank clients and I knew that.

"I'm busy, we can talk about that later." 

"I asked you a question Mrs. Santos." I expected her to hang up in my face but she didn't and appeared to making apologies to the millionaire sitting in front of her clutching the receiver to her chest.

"Look; we'll schedule a "meeting" for this afternoon." She was pretending like I was some huge client and I looked across the floor directly into her wyes with a knowing wink.

"I took them because I wasn't finished with you bitch; Melody you are going to be in that break room after work with that shitty looking dress up around your pudgy belly while I go to town on your dripping pussy. I'm going to bite those puffy lower lips and suck on your clit like it's my last fucking meal slut." Her round face immediately flushed red and I chuckled into the phone cupping my hand over the receiver so that my coworkers wouldn't know what I was saying.

"Uh; well okay sir-Uhm; talk after work." I'd already hung up in her face chuckling as she poured herself a cup of water from a decanter that she kept near her desk. I purposely took a late lunch waiting for her scheduled meeting to start opting to go across the street to a food truck. When I returned to work I was privy to gossip concerning a verbal dress down Melody received from the bank president. Apparently she was told to remove the sweater from around her waist and reluctantly did as she was told revealing that she was going "commando". I wished I'd been there to see the big reveal as it were and felt Melody's cold glare from across the room the minute I returned to my work station. My phone rang a couple of times but I ignored it placing the base on mute as the branch picked up business that afternoon. An hour later I noticed Melody hard at work focusing on her computer and decided to call her up again.

"You got me in fucking trouble asshole." She hissed into the phone completely serious.

"What, no hello?" She snarled and slammed the phone down catching the attention of the bank president once more. I dialed her up again watching as she glared daggers at me across the bank floor.

"So, that's a "NO" about getting your pussy licked until you cry, right?" I was having fun watching her squirm in her seat.

"Why're you so playful today anyway?"

"Because I want to lick your fat, juicy pussy for two fucking hours Melody. So, you're not down with having your clit sucked like a tiny cock huh?" I made sure to check for errant employees in the vicinity as I cupped my hand over the receiver.

"Listen asshole-." I hung up before she could respond not realizing her boss was standing within five feet. I watched Melody get a second dress down and my phone was ringing seconds later.

"It's time for my break; you're okay with that Mrs. Santos?"

"Sure."

There was no doubt in my mind that she would appear in the break room to give me a piece of her mind the minute I left the teller line so I walked out of the front door and had a drink from a juice vendor across the street. Melody didn't even try to play it off appearing behind the glass doors at the entrance to the bank peering across the street at me. I stared back with a lazy smile and raised my drink in a silent toast to my bitchy boss. I could see her tense up before she disappeared from the doors.

"You'd better stop fucking with me or else." She sounded completely flustered and agitated to the max.

"So, that's a "NO" right?" I wanted an answer from her, any answer.

"Did you hear what I said motherfucker?" She looked larger than the desk as she swelled up in anger. I'd been making her day a living hell and she appeared to be at wits end.

"Okay, sorry Mrs. Santos-I guess I should bring these back huh?" I held up her large panties in my teller window watching amused as she turned three shades of white. It was no small feat considering that she had olive colored skin.

"Please!" She begged as I lowered the panties below the window looking around amazed that no one noticed what I had done.

"Do you mind if I take a little ten minute break Mrs. Santos?"

"Knock yourself out, alright?!" I walked to the back and took a leak. On my way to the floor I noticed that some donuts and pastries still remained in the pink box I'd brought during the morning. I was munching on a lemon flavored jell donut when Melody burst in shoving me in the chest with both hands.

"WHERE ARE MY FUCKING PANTIES?!" She yelled in a shrill cry as I held a finger in front of my mouth trying to silence her before somebody found out. Melody would not be denied as she thrust her hands in my pockets finding only my erection. 

"Geez boss; I think I left them in my cash drawer." Her eyes widened and her head looked as if it would explode. Tears began to streak cross her face marring her mascara as she sniffled trying and failing to control her emotions.

"Wh-Why are you doing this to me; you must really HATE me?!" Was all she could get out before she degenerated into a bawling mess. Her big body drooped as she cast her gaze down towards the floor. I would have left the breakroom but she was blocking the doorway.

"I don't hate you Melody."

"Then why were you fucking with me all day? I got in a lot of trouble because of you." 

"Really?"

"Well yeah." She sniveled wiping her cheek with her sleeve and looking completely distraught. I cupped both sides of her head in my hands and suddenly buried my tongue deep in her mouth. In moments we were making out like old lovers as my hands dropped down grabbing handfuls of her mountainous butt. Melody really knew how to kiss swirling and sucking on my tongue with feral abandon until she realized that her dress was being drawn up over her bare ass.

"Hey you can't do that, the door is still open." She swatted my hands away and pushed the door closed behind her. I had reached up and got her small tits out in the open. Melody looked completely flustered and confused draping an arm across her chest. She winced as my nails dug into her right ass cheek.

"Show me your pussy."

"WHAT?!!"

"Don't make me fucking beg slut." She was sweating bullets; fidgeting while trying to make a decision as I drew my erect cock out and took it upon myself to actually hump her exposed thigh. I thumped my member on her damp thigh getting a spine tingling sensation.

"But we can't fuck right now." Melody had pulled dress hem up exposing her puffy camel toe even as she protested. I assisted her until her prominent belly was completely exposed. Her sex appeared as a clean shaven perfect inverted triangle as her pungent scent began to become noticeable. 

I tapped my cock against her mound wetting it with my precum making the large woman shudder and shake from the sensation. I found her sopping wet below and this was a big help as I wedged my cock length wise along her slit up the hilt. My hands snaked around grabbing and lifting her fleshy, pliant ass cheeks.

"We can't fuck." She lustily whispered into my ear following it up with a dart of her tongue.

I was already pushing against her mound as her thick labia sandwiched my cock glazing it over with her essence. The sensation of her massive thighs and pussy lips on my dick was amazing. I reeled from the tight, heated grip of her sex and buried my tongue down her throat. She moaned into my mouth completely surrendering herself to me.

"Hold your pussy open bitch." After five minutes of severe rutting I couldn't take anymore as I backed away. Melody managed to lean against the door and spread her legs far enough apart that she could actually open her flower for me to view. The sight of her dripping wet snatch was all I need as I violently jerked several ropes of jizz right onto her cunt and lower belly. She looked on in awe picking at the sticky webs on her belly and rolling my gooey cum between her thin fingers. 

"Fuck, look what you did to my little pussy." I was wiping my cock with the hem of her dress making sure to get it clean before she even realized. Melody was still dabbing at her soiled clothing as I found my way back onto the floor. 

"Where have you been?" I found the bank president at the end of the corridor looking even more agitated than usual.

"Break."

"You've been gone for thirty minutes." There were suspicions on his face that I did nothing to dispel.

"Ask Mrs. Santos; I was on my break when she told me I was due for an impromptu employee evaluation." His face clouded with anger as he looked towards the break room.

"MELODY!!" I almost skipped back to my station knowing that my boss was going to get screwed one more time and not in any manner that pleased her. I removed her underwear from my cash drawer and stuffed it back into my pocket knowing it would come in handy later.

It was the end of the day and I completed counting my cash drawer when I noticed Melody looking dejected at her desk and decided to give her a call. 

"I was worried; are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm good, what do you want now?" She sounded emotionally drained at the prospect of holding another conversation with me.

"Still want your panties back Mrs. Santos?"

"Is that even a question?"

"I have another one Melody; so you don't want your pussy licked?" I smirked as I watched her face palm and absentmindedly cup her right boob.

"I want to suck that chubby clit of yours Melody; I want you to fucking scream for me bitch." I watched her place the receiver on the desk and sit there for a few moments before answering my question.

"You'd better be good." 

The remaining thirty minutes probably seemed to drag by for Melody as I noticed her watching me with a predator's glare more than once. I took my time counting my cash as my coworkers filed out and just like clockwork my phone started ringing.




Quid Pro Quo = SSBBW Ch. 03



"I'm heading back to the breakroom baby, I'll be waiting for that tongue completely wet." Her breathy tone was more than a little overwhelming and I was given the distinct impression that she would rip my clothes off the moment I walked into the breakroom.

"I'll be there in a minute; just got one more thing to take care of."

"Don't keep me waiting."

"Sure Mrs. Santos; don't forget to let me see it on your way out." She got up from her desk and slowly walked to the back. Halfway there she picked up the hem of her oft-soiled dress drawing it up level with her hips and giving me a good luck at more than half of her humongous bare ass. I marveled at the tan lines on that much ass putting a lot on anal on my bucket list for Melody Santos. She disappeared to the back to wait for another torrid tryst as I put my cash drawer inside the vault and sealed it. I walked to the window looking out at the wet streets and passing traffic. It had been raining continuously all day in varying degrees and the sound of the liquid pellets hitting the branch roof provided a lonely symphony as I walked to the back and gathered my poncho from a hall closet where I'd hidden it during my afternoon break.

I silently opened the back door and stepped out into the rain getting instantly drenched in the deluge. I wiggled into the poncho as I ran three blocks to a waiting taxi. 

"Arclight Theatre please." While I was on lunch I'd read that the theatre was showing the first two Captain America movies along with some kind of sneak peek at the third movie. That was too much to pass up and considering I had a friend on the inside, everything would be gravy. I'm a sucker for those Marvel movies and I didn't have anything better to do.

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My phone had been ringing non-stop on my taxi ride to the theatre, so much so that I was obliged to switch it off until the movies were over. My friend Tom had suggested that I hang out with him and a few friends after the movies and since I didn't have anything better to do...

"Dude that was a total cash grab."

"Fuck are you talking about, you didn't have to pay for anything." 

"Yeah so what, did you know that Phil Coulson guy was going to come out on stage and talk about how "AWESOME" the upcoming Cap movie was gonna be? I mean how come that guy didn't come out beforehand and that wasn't advertised beforehand. That fucking guy looks like Bob Newhart." I realized I was ranting and quickly silenced myself.

"Well you didn't pay for nothing." Tom was starting to get a little pissed so I paid for our dinner and all was well between us. Tom was a self-proclaimed film geek and token black by his own definition. We'd met in college striking up a friendship based on a mutual love of the movie Robocop. I had a pretty good evening but begged off some bar hopping suggested by my buddy due to an early work day looming in front of me the following day. On my cab ride home I remembered to switch my phone back on finding a wealth of missed calls and text messages from my boss Melody Santos.

"FUCKING ASS CLOWN-YOU THINK YOU'RE FUNNY FUCK FACE!! PENCIL DICK MOTHERFUCKER!!" She was using all caps in her texts and I knew she was livid at being stood up.

"GOT THESE FUCKIN-PLAYING FUCKING GAMES and SHIT!! FUCK YOU FAGGOT LIMP DICK!!" I have to admit as I scrolled through the texts, the content became sort of comical. I rifled through a few more before it got tired just as I reached my door. 

I was sitting at my table going through my bills and snail mail when another text came through.

"It's really not funny how you played games all day; I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you HATE ME this fucking much. I don't know how you did it but I NEED your COCK. Whenever you need me I'll be there-I MEAN IT!" She sounded contrite and this was too good to pass up so I texted her my address along with a single word message.

"NOW."

No less than five minutes later my doorbell rung and I apprehensively stared out my peep hole to find Melody Santos standing on the other side visibly nervous. She was wearing a raincoat and I could see that her huge shock of curly hair was wet. I walked back to my kitchen and looked in my fridge for nothing in particular and snacked on a box of cheese nips. I turned on the television watching the latest sports news when there was a knock ever so slight at my front door. The knocking returned in short bursts that increased in intensity until I returned to my door and peered out to find Melody sobbing. Her childish weeping could be plainly heard through my thick oak door and I didn't particularly care to peak my neighbors curiosity.

"What do you want?" I cracked the door and stared robotically out at my boss.

"Well you said you said...NOW." Instead of answering I roughly snagged her arm drawing her into my house and stood in front of her so that her field of vision was solely on me. 

I looked down at the beige men's raincoat covering her body and the flip flops on her chubby little feet. She was soaked from head to toe and felt cold to the touch. Melody was breathing hard and there was this desperate pleading look on her face.

"I know what you want." My fingers dug in the wet matted hair at her scalp as I fished out my erect cock. She instinctively sank to her knees in one smooth motion that was astonishing given her size and took me deep into her mouth. Melody Santos was exceptionally skilled at fellatio and out to make the case as one of the best blowjobs I'd ever had. She was absolutely voracious pursing her lips hard as she snaked her head back and forth while one of her hands loving cupped and kneaded my balls. She was master of the "Sloppy Top" loudly slurping and sucking on my cock as a disgusting web of saliva ran from her thin lips to the surface of her raincoat.

I pushed hard into her mouth up to the base of my cock and she did her best to accommodate me. Her eyes widened and her hastily applied makeup began to run down her chubby cheeks. Melody seemed to know when to be submissive dropping her hands to her sides while I fucked her face to my heart's content. I grabbed most of her wild mane in my fist as she yanked my slacks the rest of the way down and rubbed my cock all over her face before plunging back into her mouth mating with it like a surrogate vagina.

"Hold your fucking mouth open slut." She complied revealing her pearly whites and tongue as my cock rammed into her throat three times before I held it there as I silently came hard deep inside.

She was breathing hard through her nose which had started to run a little bit before I relented. My gaze went to her soiled raincoat where I noticed her flesh peeking out at me. I pulled her to her feet undoing the belt at her expanded waist with an animalistic intensity. Melody was wearing a baby doll chemise nightgown and nothing else. Her massive exaggerated pear shape was clearly visible through the sheer lace material. I tossed the coat angrily on my hardwood floor as she stood before me demurely.

"Shit." My mouth sought and found her willing own to make out in a torrid display of hungry lust. The chubby woman found herself held fast in my strong arms and she molded to my body. I gave her round cheeks a long lap of my tongue wetting her face and tasting her makeup. My hand cupped her small breast feeling the erect nipple pressing against my palm. It was hard to believe that the slight spaghetti straps at her meaty shoulders was holding the flimsy garment to her body. Before I even knew what I was doing my fingers had snapped one of the straps causing her breast to come into view. She gasped loudly when my tongue slowly circled her puffy areola before I sucked hard on her nipple.

Melody stood frozen in place apparently afraid to move without permission as I made a meal of her nipples alternately kissing her in admittedly sloppy fashion. I grabbed her hair licking her throat as she moaned and nearly swooned in my arms. I sank to my knees licked a straight line down her chest and over her sloping, pudgy belly to her mound. She was dripping wet and her scent assailed my nostrils violating my senses. Her thin fingers involuntarily grasped my ears when I sucked hard on the puffy flesh of her mound. I licked at her slit enjoying her salty taste before forcing her legs apart for more. I greedily dug in licking and slurping on her sex while she trembled volcanically under my touch.

"OOOOOOOWWWW FAAAWK!!" I'd discovered her engorged clit and intensely focused my actions on it sucking and nibbling with unparalleled abandon. I wedged my head between her legs as far as I could force it to get access to her clit determined to fulfill a promise teased earlier that day.

"GAWD DAMN SHAZAM!!" She cried squirting into my mouth so much that I coughed from the sexual deluge. Her arms cradled my head lovingly as she did her best to remain on her feet. I slowly stood taking her chemise with me until it cleared her head. I buried my nose in the garment taking a deep whiff of her perfumed scent. Melody stared incredulously at my actions breathing heavily unsure it seemed of what to do next.

I reached down gingerly taking her tiny hand in mine raising it above her head encouraging a pirouette until Melody was facing the wall. Her thunderous backside hindered the view of her large shapely legs. There were slight dimples of cellulite in the soft olive colored flesh before me. 

"Let me see the back of your neck Melody." She reached back pulling her hair demurely over her shoulder in front of her torso. My lust got the better of me as I nipped and sucked at the nape of her neck making sure to leave my mark on her lush body. The big woman cooed and leaned back into me pushing her rear into my pelvis earning a loud resounding spank for her efforts. Melody was completely in the zone looking cautiously over her shoulder with a finger between her lips waiting for what would come next. 

I nodded in the direction of my bedroom and she followed my silent direction walking slowly down the hall as the hallway lighting accentuated every nuisance of her over exaggerated rubenesque figure. This was my second time looking at my boss in the nude and her hyper-zaftig proportions were a revelation of my budding status as an emerging "Chubby Chaser". Looking at her under the light, I found myself wondering what she would look like without the big sloping belly. Melody had taken a few steps towards my bedroom stopping short probably unaware if I wanted her to go inside. The nervous BBW finally moved forward when both of my hands touched her shoulders. It was humorous watching her crawl onto my bed awkwardly due to her weight. She would have turned on her side but I stopped her preferring that she remain on her hands and knees.

She appeared ungainly in this position jiggling in all the suspected places as I crawled up behind her to get a look at my bounty. The expansive view of her posterior was amazing and wide enough to line two more people on either side without clearing the perfect curve of her hips.

"Fuck me; look at all of this." I punctuated my declaration by grabbing a good handful of her ass and marveling at how my fingers sank into the soft flesh. My other hand mimicked the action shaking and jiggling her massive rear with child-like glee. There was a slight murmur of appreciation as she relaxed into being my plaything. The images of her oppressive tyranny at our mutual place of work along with her inspired stalking contrasted with what I was experiencing at the moment. I stripped out of the rest of my clothing while she continued the slight movements that made her massive butt quiver and ripple. The bedding was a little rough on my abs and crotch as I slithered up between her legs. It didn't take much to get her to part her legs wider exposing her peach.

My thumbs pried aside her labia exposing her sex in all of its pungent glory and revealing how much she wanted my cock. Melody was soaked to the core and three of my probing fingers were covered with her sticky, slick essence. I fingered her mercilessly making sure to curve my digits upwards to tease her "G-Spot". I'd read some articles that revealed the location of this nearly mythical area and used that information successfully on at least one other occasion.

"Oh fuck; I'm going to explode." She finally allowed herself to whisper before seizing up around my fingers. My arm was locked around her massive right ass cheek selfishly while I drove four fingers in and out of her until she was sobbing uncontrollably. My hand was drenched with gooey fluid webs between my fingers. Fueled by her heated, chubby frame and her breathless encouragements, I made it a mission to drive her over the edge pressing down on her secret place until she yowled wetting my sheets in a sustained spray.

"FAAAAAWK MEEEEE OWWWWWW FAAAWK!!" Melody collapsed face down on my bed appearing dead to the world other than her labored breathing. 

"Roll over, I want to look at your face slut." It took her awhile but Melody managed to roll over on her back looking completely disheveled. I stared down at her prone figure lying there nearly taking up most of the bed focusing on her clean shaven pate. Two of my fingers traced her slit causing the large woman to twitch and jerk involuntarily. 

"Don't I'm really sensitive and sore down there." She was pleading and begging off with this exhausted open mouthed weakness that made me even hornier.

"No." My hands had already snagged her ankles raising them level with her small breasts before driving them as far apart as humanly possible. Melody's surprised shriek as I dove into her snatch face first was cut short by her moans as I continued attacking her weak spot. My thumbs held her flower open while I sucked and teased her clit until she began convulsing and bucking so hard that she threatened the structural integrity of my bed. She was close to exploding and attempted to grab my head several times in a mad attempt to grasp my ears. Melody was becoming so unmanageable that I was obliged finally to shove my long neglected cock deep inside her.

"OOOOOOOHHHHH B-BBBAAABY, IT HURTS SOOOOOO GOOD!" She was sopping wet seizing up around me as I slammed into her with all my might. The wet, sticky sounds of our coupling filled the room as we rutted like there was no tomorrow. Her legs hooked over my shoulders as I leaned forward giving her everything I had. 

"DAAAAAADY-DADDDY FUCK ME DADDY!!" I did an inner double take as she went completely limp under me wondering why she'd begun uttering that particular encouragement. There was a story to be told and I didn't know if I would find out what it was because I was intent on fucking this big woman through my bed. I lowered one of her legs hooking my own over it and adding a new dimension to our love making that had Melody's eyes rolling up into her head.

"Y-YOU'RE MAKING ME-FAAAAWWK; YOU'RE MAKING ME LUH-LOOOOOVVE YOUR COCK!!" I'd pushed the other thick leg up into her chest squatting on the back of her thighs pounding away.

"Shut up."

"BUH-BUT I LOOOOVE IT SOOOOO MUCH!!" I didn't care how she felt; I just wanted to cum. She'd been so willing, so pliant and accommodating to my unreasonable demands despite the fact that she was married to a devoted husband. I'd never let that fact slip my mind as I played mind game after mind game throughout the day. This woman had used her authority and power to get what she wanted from me and I'd stupidly felt sorry for her at the outset of the incident. I'd misjudged Melody Santos on an epic scale because she was overweight attributing her actions to desperation. 

Finding out she was actually married had thrown me for a loop tossing my own hypocritical nature back into my face. I wanted to take back some of my dignity from Melody; demonstrate how stupid she made me feel from the moment she'd blackmailed me into that motel room. Avenge the fact that I'd developed a "taste" for the "Big and Large" variety that most people ignore every day. She'd let go halfway through our torrid tryst giving me everything I demanded and asking for nothing in return. I was burning with curiosity as to the reason but that was second place in my mind as I finally began to reach my zenith.

"You ready for this shit bitch?" I managed to grunt more than feeling the effects of abusing my member with her zaftig body. I'd spent the better part of an hour going at her fueled by lust and an unfathomable rage that consumed me whenever I was too close to her. My innate hatred had done the talking this evening as I rage-fucked Melody into a strange euphoric stupor. Maybe it was the knowledge that this fat woman would let me do anything I wanted. I was long stroking her clenching honeypot letting myself almost slide out of her opening only to roughly slam into seconds later. I leaned forward making out with my embittered boss as her huge calves locked into the small of my back prodding me forward to my own form of bliss.

"Give it to me." She breathily intoned begging for the results of my efforts.

"Why are you fucking talking?"

"Sorry; I just thought..." Before she could say another word my mouth clamped over her own licking and sucking on her thin lips with abandon as Melody jiggled and shook with her another pending climax of her own.

"FUCK IT; AAAAAAAWWWW SHIT BITCH!!" I shoved her legs far apart scrambling over her sloping belly and small boobs pointing my reddened cock directly at her round face as I came. The first burst of my cum hit dead center in the middle of her face followed by several others until she was a glazed mess from the shoulders up. Melody had opened her mouth letting her long tongue hang out in a mad attempt to catch my milky chum. I betrayed no emotion as she coughed and spit up my seed. I continued jerking whatever was left into her open mouth knowing that we weren't through yet. Melody Santos made a stomach churning spectacle of herself by licking and lapping up my cum while she noisily completed her own climax with three fingers noisily buried in her snatch.

"What are you doing?"

"You know; finishing?" Melody had begun to really pick up speed visibly squirting all over my sheets. My fingers dug into the pliant flesh of her meaty hip rolling her onto her belly. She squealed in delight as my fingers entered her spasming cunt curling down to find her g-spot. 

"W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!"

"Helping." I began rubbing and pressing her secret area while adding two finger to her back door resulting in a loud piercing shriek that my neighbors had to have heard. Melody collapsed into a heap face down. Her heavy breathing was the only ambient sound in the bedroom as I admired my handiwork.

"Take a break."

I wearily walked down the hall to my bathroom taking some time to go through her discarded overcoat for her phone. It was nearly three in the morning and there were over sixty text messages from her cuckolded husband. I read a few noticing how they went from angry sounding to more of a pleading tone. Melody Santos was a piece of work and I envisioned her worried husband reporting her sudden disappearance to the police all the while knowing that she'd probably stepped out on him. I dialed him up while I was taking a piss.

"Hello?" I didn't say anything placing the phone receiver up on my toilet while I loudly urinated. I'm pretty sure he could hear the stream hitting the toilet.

"Melody; is that you? Why won't you say anything honey?" He sounded like the world's biggest pussy.

"Look is this about that guy you like; I-I mean I understand that you have some issues about-about how things turned out during high school." This was getting interesting... 

"Melody, why won't you talk to me; you know I love you no matter what and we can get through this honey. You're with "him" aren't you?!!-SPEAK GOT DAMMIT!! SPEAK!!" Mr. Santos' voice was raw with emotion as I finished with the customary shake.




Quid Pro Quo = SSBBW Ch. 03



"Well...YOU'D BETTER BE HOME WHEN I GET OFF WORK TOMMOROW!!" I could hear the phone abruptly go dead as I looked at the reflection in my bathroom mirror.

"You're scum." I informed my reflection before opening the cabinet and removing a large bottle of lube left by my last overnight visitor.

I returned the phone to her coat pocket where I'd found it before returning to my bedroom to find Melody snoring loudly still face down. The lamp on my bedside table did wonders for her olive colored skin highlighting every dimple and pore on her massive backside. The lube had a pointed nozzle which I used to squeeze a thick stream of the clear gel onto my shaft. I glared down at her prone figure recalling how she'd berated me in that dirty motel room where we'd first hooked up. Remembered how she'd instructed me to oil her monstrous butt until I'd become engrossed with the sheer girth of it. I'd become enchanted with it never forgetting the feel of her cheeks and the promise of tightness within.

The sticky concoction did wonders for my cock adding a heated sensation to my actions as I ogled Melody's rear focusing on the deep tanned crack of her ass. There was no way she was leaving my apartment without taking some serious back shots. I was well aware that she like being taken anally from our second encounter in the breakroom at work. She was completely wasted not registering my actions as I climbed over her body in a prone position. The gel sheath on my member sank deep into the crack of her ass coming to rest against her brown-eye quickly awakening the sleeping giant.

"Wuh-What are you-oh, haven't you had enough?" Any protestation was cut short as I shivered from the sensation pushing into her completely. I just let myself rest in her backdoor enjoying the tightness of her confines as Melody voluntarily flexed around my length perhaps begging for more.

"GET UP!"

"HUH?!!" She looked over her shoulder at me startled that I'd disengaged from her backside.

"GET YOUR FAT ASS OVER THERE AND ASSUME THE POSITION!!" I nodded towards the wall and she did her best to quickly reach the area half falling from the bed in a loud thump. 

Melody was breathing heavily as she struggled to her feet placing her palms flat against the wall and pushing her huge butt out towards me. I pointed the canister of lube at her monstrous ass squirting almost the entire contents across her great expanse. Her head hung low facing the carpet and her thick legs were wide apart as my greedy fingers dug into the soft, ample fleshy love handles at her waist. My excited cock slid deep into the darkened crevice of her rear cheeks and I enjoyed a five minute assjob fucking her crack until I coincidentally pierced her O-Ring.

"Fuck my fat, sloppy ass daddy." Melody begging doing her best to use a husky tone and failing miserably with her adolescent voice. I grabbed a handful of her muffin top while my other hand cupped the cleft between her cheek and thigh. She took all of me with little to no effort once more while my abdomen slid around as her big cheeks bounced against me. We managed to build up a decent communal rhythm as my hands slid down to her rounded hips.

"POUND MY FUCKING HOLE DAAAAADDY!!" Her hands slid down the wall as she lost it taking me to the floor with her. We ended up continuing froggy-style with me squatting over her body plunging her anally.

"FUCK ME UP; MAKE ME HURT!!" Melody was almost pleading at this point with her thick legs spread wide apart on my carpet. Her knees were reddened and skinned from the force of my weight on her back and monstrous ass.

"FUCK THAT SLOPPY ASSHOLE DAAADDY!!" Her forehead collided with my floor as she whipped her wild mane frantically about and began pounding back into me with everything she had. The wet, slapping sounds got louder as we fucked like rabid animals.

"OOOOOOHHHH FAWK YEAH; FUCK ME UNTIL I BLEED!!" Melody seemed to be losing her composure as something more than an orgasm welled up inside of her.

"I'M JUST A SELFISH WHORE; A FAAAWKING PIECE OF SHIT!!" Her voice finally began to crack and waver as she began trembling uncontrollably. It was becoming painful as she tightened up on my cock. Her ass seemed almost liquid slamming into me so hard that its shape altered slightly with each slap against my pelvis.

"I'M A CHEATING, SELFISH FAWWKING CUNT!!" After that everything deteriorated into honest crying and sniffles as she broke down. I yanked back on her curly hair with two fistfuls making her gasp and cough as I slammed into her as far as I could and hell my position.

"Mrs. Santos, I'm going to cum in your worthless asshole." I said plainly before I shot three pulsing hot streams of jizz straight up her rectum. We both groaned in unison as I pulled out in a mad dash to spray a little cum on the surface of her wide arching butt. I was disappointed at only being able to get a light depleted line across her deep crack. Melody continued to sob uncontrollably collapsing face down on my carpet. I managed enough strength to pass out on my bed fading out staring up at my ceiling fan.

**********

The continued annoying tone I'd programmed into my alarm clock finally woke me. I looked around at the collateral damage to my bedroom still able to detect Melody' scent. It took me awhile to shake the cobwebs out of my head as I walked around my apartment in a comical attempt to get ready for work. I sat on my couch and passed out a second time. I was completely trashed from fucking the shit out of Melody Santos, my boss and a married woman. I thought about her candid confession as I fucked her ass leaving the large pear shaped woman with a visible gape. It just seemed like something had dawned on her as she cheated on her husband. I'd ultimately wanted to humiliate her but somewhere along the line things had become complicated. I knew that the moment out eyes met we would most likely end up fucking the hell out of each other. After I woke up from my third exhausted nap, I called off with a flimsy sickness excuse. I needed to sort things out but spent the rest of the day rehabbing my body and getting random erections from the memories of my troubled boss.

I figured we could just work it out the following morning and resolved to talk things over with Melody that morning. It was raining again and I stopped short of the door remembering that I'd emotionally tortured her husband. Something in me just wanted him to know what a heinous slut his wife was and now I was regretting that decision as my cock twitched at the memory of his wife's nude body.

"I'll just apologize." It sounded flat and disingenuous even when I said it to myself.

I found another supervisor sitting in the break room sipping some green tea. Her name was Helen and she had come in to help supervise the branch after Melody took an extended leave. I found out that she'd hadn't returned to the bank the morning after. Word around the campfire is that she was assaulted by her husband and sent to the emergency room. I found out that the couple had come to some sort of agreement that included her transferring to another branch if they were to stay married. One of my coworkers had inadvertently revealed that she was running a small branch in the suburbs and had become a devout Evangelical Christian. There were rumors she was pregnant but my mind refused to entertain the possibilities. 

I had mixed feelings about it all knowing we would never see each other again. I'd been irreparably changed by the whole affair and would be a "Chubby Chaser" for the rest of my days. 

...six months later I was training a new employee named Ankine Kazarian, a blonde from Armenia. She's got at least two hundred pounds on her five foot four frame with most of it in her tits and one hell of a thick heart shaped butt. 

So what if she has a little bit of a gut?

THE END?