the dirty little slut down the road

Ashley was a slut that lived down the road from me for years. I never knew she wanted to fuck me for the longest time. In fact I never really thought twice about fucking her but things changed one Christmas night years back.

We were friends but she would insistently send dirty text messages to me and was begging to be fucked. She was a shorter girl about 5 foot 4 inches with long, curly blonde hair, fair skin, big 34D tits, and a bbw type body. I don’t really have a preference for a woman I find them all particularly beautiful except obese women in general.

On this particular winter night my phone was buzzing non-stop with her rhetorically typical text messages stating how horny she was, how she was eying me, fucking me in her imagination. I contemplated the idea for a little while and began to become flirty back. I love to fuck and a chance to fuck with no strings, perfect, didn’t want to waste that.

I get to her house sometime around 11 o’clock and ask her where her dad was. “He left for a trip with my uncle” she tells me with a devilish grin across her chubby face.

We began to kiss lustfully, my cock throbbing, pulsating moving up and down knowing that moments later I’d be fucking this slut. By the time I opened my eyes Ashley was moving down to her knees undoing my belt, ready to suck my cock. She withdrew my cock slowly and began to gently caress my balls as her tongue pressed against the head. Its true, fatter girls give the best head and are eager to please a man’s cock.