Primera vez con una gordita

A few years ago I wrote about an experience, I had already left that city, never saw that girl again, broke up with my girlfriend, had other partners... In the end, years passed. The thing is that I have a friend who has a fat sister. Typical girl who's pretty in the face but chubby. Those women with very wide hips, fat around the waist and legs, not above. I don't know if I'm explaining well. She's been throwing me signals for a long time, even to this day. Honestly, I never liked her, not just physically but also her way of being. I'm not Brad Pitt but I can still choose, says a friend haha. One day I was browsing Facebook and commented on a post, then she started talking to me on Messenger and who knows why, ended up sending me pictures of her tits. I looked at them, deleted them, and didn't say anything, repeat that I don't like it. From that moment on, even though she had always been throwing me signals, she started being more direct, telling me she wanted to screw me, would do this, would do that, and always repeated that guys loved how she sucked and how tight she was around the... pussy, which caused me curiosity about the size of her hips haha. In one of these Facebook chats, one day she asked what I was doing, I told her I was washing dishes at home and she stopped responding. She knew I lived alone, and then showed up at my place with some perfume books from that small town, if someone saw her it would be an excuse; I imagine. This happened a few days ago, I admit it surprised and scared me too haha thought it's over. She started talking to me about something, and I kept washing dishes, when I finished, I turned around to continue the conversation, while drying my hands, she pressed against the counter and started kissing me. I lowered my head grabbing my neck, I'm taller than her. Kissing, kisses well. I didn't know what to do, so I didn't do anything, wanted to see how far it would go. And it didn't get far, just under my hand and she put it in my pants, started jerking me off and told me to take her to the room, I'm obedient, that's what I did. In the room, he turned off the light, closed the window, I suppose it gives him shame if they see him, I don't know. There I was, standing, in the dark, waiting for him to pass. She undressed and I didn't, but my cock was hard, I suppose that happens to everyone sometime, the head says something, the cock does its thing. She sat on the bed and started sucking my cock, and nobility obliges: she hadn't lied, she was pulling out the rubber in an incredible way, filling me with saliva and started blowing me, then she told me to get into bed, I swear I only paid attention, didn't say a word but was at full. I got into bed and that fulfilled my thought when I arrived, I'm done. She sat on top of me and scared me haha position 69 her up, and I didn't want to do anything, just let her suck me, but such a blow job she was giving me deserved the favor back, it cost me a bit but I sucked her pussy a bit, very beautiful by the way. We stayed like that for a while, I was already about to fill her mouth with cum and she told me to come, she got into bed on her back, opened her legs and without shame said what follows, my thought was I don't have the tool for such work jajajaj grabbed a towel from the lamp table, and she said no, that I could do it without. But good, I had been doing it for a while, I put it in and second truth, very tight pussy and to my surprise, I don't know why, very hot. That drove me crazy, then I forgot that I don't like it. I started screwing her with the eagerness of someone who hasn't seen God's face for a long time, she was asking me to move slowly and in that I didn't listen, I screwed her like crazy, I loved how hot she was, after a while, not very long by the way, sincerity above all, I pulled out, got up and finished on her face, thought she would get angry but no, instead she started sucking my cock again and made me cum again, spat the cum in my cock and that's it, time to wash. While I did it, she got dressed, passed by the bathroom door and left. Now I must admit, some nights I thought about I told him to come but I still didn't muster the courage. I gave her a 10. She didn't write again, maybe she didn't like it.