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Curvy, plus size Mandy is lonely, frustrated and in the middle of the mother of all dry spells. But when she joins a gym in an attempt to shed a few pounds and meet the man of her dreams the last thing she expects is to catch the eye of her sexy young instructor. But a little flirting, a few glasses of wine and a sudden downpour later Mandy discovers that some girls like big girls. A discovery that leads to a sapphic awakening and an evening of lesbian pleasure that she will never forget.
This 7000 word erotic story is intended for adults only and contains scenes of tribbing, fingering, light anal play, lesbian oral sex and a whole load of multiple dripping orgasms as a big sexy beauty has her first lesbian experience with a younger woman who can't get enough of her glorious curves.
It's not like I don't have any porn of my own. Like I said it's been a dry spell as far as men are concerned, that doesn't mean I'm not going to have a few glasses of wine and help myself out on a lonely Friday night. But these were... Oh my. I knew porn featuring overweight women was a thing. BBW was the accepted term. But in my experience, through limited online research, it tended to be targeted squarely at men and in a lot of cases the titles suggested they were fairly degrading to the women involved. These were different. Almost all of them seemed to feature a larger woman, and some of them were damn hot... I mean gorgeous, paired up with a slighter, smaller woman, often dressed in a manner that emphasized their boyish figure. This is a thing? I never knew this was a thing? A couple of them seemed to suggest a bit of a BDSM element, from both, each dominating the other in different ways. That excited me more than I cared to admit. I considered surreptitiously trying to hide one in my bag to watch at my leisure. Purely for research, I told myself.
I was so caught up in Jo's little porn stash that I didn't notice her enter the room.
"Find anything you like?"
I fumbled to replace the DVDs knocking them all over the place as I blushed furiously, "Well I love Bound, it's been a while since I watched it though."
"Mmm-hmm," I had a feeling she knew exactly which section of her neatly ordered collection I was browsing, "sure you do."
Whatever it was that was happening between us it seemed to be punctuated by a lot of awkward moments. I guess that's what happens when you have two people who lack the confidence to make the first move.
"So what's your plan? Drive home in wet clothes? Or are you going to have a shower? You can't just stand there dripping over my DVD collection."
Dripping? Was that intentional? Either way she sounded enthusiastic. It occurred to me that for the first time in my life I had the upper hand, all I had to do was take it. In previous relationships it had always been someone else in control. I was always the one who wanted them and felt I was lucky to have them. When it ended, I always assumed it was my fault. And now... Someone obviously wanted me. Did it matter that she was a girl? She was a cute girl. Very cute. We were both lonely. Where was the harm in that?
"I..." I faltered. I was still unsure about this but behind all that there was a steady building excitement. The knowledge of where this could go intrigued me and I made up my mind, "I should really get out of these wet clothes. You want to give me a hand with that?"
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Published July 1, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Gay & Lesbian.