Sharon was contemplating her current situation and possibilities as she rode behind her husband, Rick, on the big, rumbling, Harley-Davidson. She had turned fifty-six a month ago and was thinking that, finally, life was good. It hadn’t always been so. A loveless marriage to a real asshole, money struggles, divorce, and all the rest. But that seemed to be behind her now.
She and Rick still worked hard, but their thrift had put money in the bank. Money to spend on toys, like this Harley. No, it wasn’t brand new, but it was nice anyway. Money to go on a bike trip like this one. And a wonderful husband to spend her time with. Others might think it strange that they were so in love with each other—after all, they both occasionally slept with other partners. But it was with mutual consent. You could say that, to a small extent, they enjoyed the swinging lifestyle. Because they each knew the other’s sexual appetite, and also their love for each other, both were willing to give and take when it came to sexual liaisons.
As Sharon looked at shimmering blue Mary Bay on Yellowstone Lake sliding past her right shoulder, she let out a chuckle. Who would ever think a fat grandma like her was such a dirty little slut in bed? Many would be surprised that she had no trouble attracting all the men she needed. Most would look at her five-foot-four body with its fat belly and saggy 38C-cup tits and ample ass and dismiss her as non-sexual. But a small, select, group of men had found that BBW body to be both erotic, and sexual dynamite. And Sharon was well aware of that. Hence the private laugh.
Then, with the refreshing, pine-scented, breeze on her face and ruffling the hair escaping from her bandanna, she thought about the couple following them on another Harley. She and Rick had met them in West Yellowstone. Ostensibly on their way to see Sturgis and the Black Hills, they were staying at the same motel and taking a couple of days to tour the Park. They struck up a conversation in the parking lot as they both fired up their hogs that morning. The couple invited Rick and Sharon to ride with them that day, and they soon bonded by sightseeing the geysers and other sights. That night they had dinner together and went to the bar. The next day was a repeat of the last, except for drinking in Rick and Sharon’s room. Their new-found friends became surprisingly close.
The other couple were Greg and Debbie. They were a bit older than Rick and Sharon at sixty-five and sixty-two respectively. Like Sharon, Debbie was a BBW, though her tits were bigger and her belly, though plump, smaller. A comfortable granny body, just like Sharon and a large number of other women had. Like Sharon, Debbie was comfortable in her skin.
“If they don’t like the way I look, fuck ‘em. My hubby thinks I’m hot and that is all that matters,” Debbie confided to her.
In telling her bike rally tales, Deb admitted that she had flashed her tits a goodly number of times, and had ridden around the campground topless at the Bama Bike Fest. Sharon related similar tales. Debbie admitted that her one regret was not partaking in the adult sexual shenanigans going on there. When she admitted she was just plain chicken to Sharon, Sharon told her that there was always another time. She also told Sharon that she had enjoyed watching everything from blowjobs to full-on copulation in public.
Sharon admitted to having sex in a double-bed motel room while another couple slept in the other bed. Or rather she and Rick thought they were sleeping, but in actuality, they were very entertained by the sex show. Debbie seemed turned on by this tale. It elicited a very salacious smile and positive comments.
And this brought up Sharon’s current thoughts. As it turned out, Greg and Debbie’s reservations for tonight in Cody were a mix-up. They had no room. But Rick and Sharon did have a room. It had a double bed setup. Like the good people they were, they offered to share it with Greg and Debbie, who gratefully accepted. So now the four of them were sharing a room for two nights and, because of their previous admissions, the element of sexual possibilities had now become a reality.
Sharon wanted to fuck her husband tonight. For some reason, riding the motorcycle did that to her. But now there would be another couple in the room. Should she go ahead anyway, like the time before, after Greg and Deb fell asleep? Or, should they fuck in the shower? Or, would Greg and Debbie want to join in? After all, she had expressed her disappointment at not getting wild at the Bama Fest. So would she join in here? Or would she chicken out?
Greg probably wouldn’t be a problem. Sharon noticed that he had been giving her the eye ever since they met. Of course, once she noticed that she carefully flirted with him and made sure to touch and rub up against him “accidentally” on occasion. She also noticed that Debbie went out of her way to massage Rick’s shoulders at one stop, as well as bend over in front of him unnecessarily low, showing off her cleavage. Sharon knew that Rick would fuck Debbie at the drop of a hat, so that wasn’t a problem. She also knew that, given Rick’s bi-predilection, if Greg was willing, he go in that direction too.
The thought of having sex with a strange cock was making her horny now. Sharon reached down and rubbed her jeans above her pussy showing through the gap in her leather chaps. It felt good, and she wondered if she could have an orgasm while riding. Without a doubt, she needed to get Debbie on board with the idea of group sex.
As they rode up over the spectacular scenery of the mountain pass on Highway Twenty, Debbie was contemplating similar thoughts. Sharon’s open attitude toward sex gave her courage. Why shouldn’t she spread her wings? The sexual display and excess at the last bike fest had made her want more. When she had allowed herself to be ridden around the campground topless, it had been an exhilarating thrill. She had entertained naughty thoughts about fucking Rick ever since they met the other couple. In one scenario, she fucked him in front of Greg. That thought made her wet.
It was true that Rick had nothing over Greg. They were both average men in the older stage of life. Just like she and Sharon were very ordinary women. Both girls were overweight and had body parts and skin that sagged where it never used to. Both were nice-looking but not Hollywood or porn actress material. Yet, it was obvious that both men were attracted to them. Deb could tell that Greg was attracted to Sharon’s flirty personality and body. But Rick had the same effect on her. It was as if she craved his sexual attention. She found herself bending over every chance she had to show him her cleavage and found it hard not to touch him.
Debbie wondered if it had anything to do with reading too many Lush stories. It was a pet secret of hers, reading all those various sexual tales. It made her want to experience some of that too. She had even gone as far as to post a selfie pic of her boobs and pussy on the site, pics that garnered a lot of positive comments from the men. Now here was a chance to live out some of those fantasies. Sharing a room with this other couple brought up some very interesting possibilities. At the minimum, she wanted to watch them have sex.
Debbie also had become a bit bi-curious from her reading. Would Sharon be the sort of woman to have sex with her? She knew her husband would enjoy watching that. Well, it didn’t matter, because she knew that Rick would probably be interested in screwing her, judging from his reaction to her flirting. Tonight would be fraught with both nervous fear of rejection, or the wonderful possibility of voyeurism or perhaps, adulterous sex. Just what form would it take?
The ride down the canyon to Cody was beautiful. Soon they were past Buffalo Bill Reservoir and through the long tunnels leading to town. Arriving at the hotel, they checked in and unloaded their stuff from the saddlebags. When you ride, you travel light, so it is an easy task. The couples chose their beds, very aware of the mere three-foot spacing between them. They relaxed and talked while the women got ready to go out to dinner.
Coming out of the bathroom, Sharon blurted out, “I’m going to have to remember not to walk out nude with you guys here. I’m so used to doing that. But I don’t think you want to see my fat naked body, it might scar you for life.”
“Oh come on, Sharon. I don’t think that is going to happen. I’m sure you look sexy and hot, naked, just like my wife does. Ain’t that right, Rick?” Greg opined.
“That’s right. She looks just fine to me naked. I don’t know about Debbie, but you can walk around naked all you want in front of Greg and me, honey,” Rick answered.
Spinning around, as if modeling, Sharon laughed and said, “If you two horny old goats think a fat belly, saggy tits, and a big ass are sexy, well, who am I to complain!”
“I bet you look just fine naked, too. It’s not like these two cavemen are Adonises naked either. If you go naked, I’ll join you. We girls have to stick together! You guys will be tripping over your dicks when you see us raw,” Debbie told the group.
They all had a big laugh, but nobody got naked. Instead, they gathered up what they needed and went to dinner.
Dinner was at a Mexican restaurant, Zapata’s. The chile verde was to die for, opined Rick. Everyone was happy and relaxed. The sexual possibilities of the night were niggling in the minds of each of them. Rick couldn’t keep his eyes off Debbie’s cleavage. Sharon’s leg touched Greg’s under the table. When he looked up at her, she gave him a salacious smile.
Back at the hotel, they all poured a drink, kicked off their shoes, and relaxed on the beds. The TV was turned on, the program menu perused, nothing good was found, then the idiot box was turned off, and conversation resumed. Eventually, it returned to sex. Which was no surprise as everyone had it on their mind.
“What is it about riding as a passenger on a motorcycle that makes you horny? Is it because your legs are spraddled over the saddle, or is it the vibration?” Sharon asked the group.
“I think it is a combination of the two. What do you think, Debbie?” answered Greg.
Debbie looked embarrassed like her hand was caught in the cookie jar. “Uh…yeah. Maybe both.”
“So you admit it makes you horny after a long ride?” Greg asked his spouse.
It was their second marriage and they had been married for fifteen years now. The combination of a divorce and menopause seemed to make Debbie hornier than she ever had been. She was well aware that this wasn’t always the case. That she was a sexual anomaly. Finally, she realized she was with a like-minded woman, and admitted the truth.
“You know it, you bastard! You know what happens every time we go for a long ride. Well, except for last night when someone was too drunk to perform,” Debbie said, throwing it back in her husband’s face as payback for this embarrassment.
“I should have quit when I was ahead last night, alright. Now I’m twice as horny,” Greg said with a leer.
“How about you, honey? Why did you ask that question?” Rick asked Sharon.
“You know I’m always horny after a ride, baby! Come here and kiss me and I’ll show you,” Sharon said with a wicked grin.
With that, Sharon and Rick lay on the bed and began to make out in front of Debbie and Greg. With her sexual juices already barely contained, Deb felt a familiar warmth in her pussy as she watched her new friends kiss and fondle each other.
“Fuck yeah! That looks fun! A good idea, right, girl?” Greg said to all involved, especially his wife.
“I could use a little of that. Especially if everybody is doing it,” said Deb in a throaty voice.
With that, they turned off the light between the two beds but left the bathroom/sink area light on. The light was reduced, but you could still see everyone. Sharon was wearing a bedazzled Harley-Davidson tank top that fit tight around her bust. Rick wasted no time in fondling her tit through it. It soon rose and exposed her plump lower belly and back. Greg found that somehow very erotic and wanted to see more of her exposed. But instead, he began to French kiss his wife as he fondled her ass.
Sharon was wearing jeans with a black tank top and became aware that Rick had begun to push his hand down the back of them. He wasn’t backing down despite the strangers in the next bed.
Debbie had changed from her riding clothes into a floral button-front sleeveless blouse and tight, white leggings. All night long Rick had been admiring her nice ass stuffed in those form-fitting capri-length pants. He thought it was a sexier look than Sharon’s jeans. Though kissing his wife, Rick imagined fucking Debbie’s nice, big, rounded ass. The idea made him hard.
In the middle of all this kissing and foreplay, Debbie declared, “This is just like being in high school again! Make out with your friends there. I feel like I’m seventeen again!”
“Hell yeah, girl! Only this time we are going for broke. And at our age, we know exactly what to do,” Sharon said, hinting at the direction she wanted to take things as a group.
Despite this, Greg and Debbie were hesitant to take things beyond kissing and groping. That is until they heard a murmur of pleasure and out of the corner of their eye, saw that Rick had slipped Sharon’s shirt up over her bra-clad tits and was kissing the upper mounds of her breasts. Getting the hint, Greg unbuttoned Debbie’s blouse. He felt like a teenager again.
It wasn’t long before they heard Sharon moan again, “Mmm…yes…god yes!”
A quick turn of their heads showed Deb and Greg the reason for her moaning. Rick had slid her bra up and was sucking her tit. Sharon showed no signs of concern that the sexual conduct of her and her husband was on close display to strangers. And the truth was, she wanted to be seen. She wanted to encourage this newbie couple to get naked and screw alongside her and Rick. Sharon knew the power of sexual frenzy and how things could easily get out of control. In this case, out of control enough to swap partners—or just have all four of them get it on in a big naked pile.
“Should we?” Greg whispered.
“Why not? They are. We are all in this together. Besides, this is kind of fun!” Debbie whispered back.
Sharon heard parts of their whispering and was glad in her heart. As if to accentuate the moment, Rick removed her bra entirely and both of Sharon’s tasty titties and pink nipples were bared to his hands and mouth. In return, Sharon removed Rick’s shirt. Debbie and Greg watched the action and were both turned on with their voyeurism. But Greg was soon following the other couple’s lead and removing Deb’s bra. As he did so, Debbie sat up to remove her shirt and bra, displaying her ample jugs to the couple in the other bed.
“Nice tits!” Rick commented, looking up from his ministrations on Sharon’s nipples.
“Thanks!” Debbie replied, arching her back to thrust them forward, then shaking them side to side like a stripper.
As he took them into his hand, Greg called out, “Fuck, I love it when you do that, babe!”
Then he buried his face in her bounteous bosom, kneading one tit while sucking the nipple of the other.
As the pleasure pangs rose in her chest and pussy from her husband’s sexual titty worship, Debbie turned her head to watch Rick on Sharon. Like in the past, watching another couple doing sexual things was a huge turn-on. With Greg sucking and pinching her nipples, it wouldn’t take much to cum at this moment. Rick was kissing Sharon’s neck as he played with her nipple. Meanwhile, his other hand looked to be unzipping her pants and going downtown. In response, Deb positioned her pussy under Greg’s leg, allowing it to rub against her.
Sharon turned her face towards Debbie and gave her a knowing smile. In return, Deb mouthed the words, “thank you” back to Sharon. She was well aware that Sharon had listened to her fantasies and was making them come true.
In unspoken agreement, Debbie and Greg went slow. Neither were sure how far Sharon and Rick were going to go with this tableaux. Neither wanted to be embarrassed because of a misunderstanding of how wild the sex was intended to be. So they went slow and took their clues from Sharon and Rick.
Well, sort of took their cues from the other couple. Debbie was soon over the top. Between watching Rick pleasure Sharon, and Greg’s mouth and hands on her boobs, she was about to cum. Greg was also moving his leg across her crotch, exciting her pussy. The kicker was when he reached down with his hand and rubbed her hard through her tight leggings. It sent her kitty wild!
Shivering under his body, Debbie cried out as she had a climax, “Oh, OH, OH GOD, OH MY GOD!”
Somewhat embarrassed, Deb tried to hide her orgasm from Sharon, but Sharon was quick to see the familiar look on Debbie’s face and see her body’s reaction.
“Looks like you are doing a helluva job on her, Greg,” Sharon said with a grin.
Rick had stopped and was looking at the other couple as well. Sharon was on her side, both tits in view and her ample belly bulging below them and over her pants, which were undone and pulled somewhat down.
“I’m so embarrassed! I’ve never had anyone see me do that before,” Deb explained, flushing red.
Sharon responded, “Isn’t that what it’s all about? You are so hot and sexy when you cum. I guess we had better get something straight here before we go on. My hubby and I are going to fuck. Right here next to you on this bed. You can watch all you want. You can even join in. Either, or both of you. We don’t care, anything goes. You two can also fuck if you want to, right there next to us. We would love that. If you aren’t comfortable with that, you are welcome to watch us or leave the room. Personally, I hope you stay and have fun.”
“Fuck yeah! I love this!” Greg responded, already pondering his chances of screwing Sharon.
If nothing else, he hoped to be able to watch and jerk off looking at Rick and Sharon humping. It was all up to his wife at this point.
“This is crazy but fun. And I’m not even drunk! Go ahead, we’ll stay and see what happens,” Debbie told her new friends, giving the okay.
Debbie lay on the bed as Greg fondled her fun bags and belly in post-orgasmic bliss. On the other bed, Sharon was lifting her ass and shucking off her jeans, exposing her full ripe belly. Rick wasted no time in pulling off her panties too, smelling them before he tossed them aside. He thought about tossing them to Greg to smell but wasn’t sure how Deb would react. Sharon’s pussy was hidden in the valley of her thighs and belly, so it wasn’t visible. Greg found himself aching to see it. Was it shaved or hairy? Did she have red pubic hair to match her head?
Rick wasted no time in shoving his face in her snatch and going to town with his tongue. Sharon reached down and pushed on the back of his head, guiding it as he gave her cunnilingus. Next, he ran two fingers up her manhole.
“Oh god! I love my pussy eaten! God yes, baby! Show them how you eat pussy!” Sharon cried out, proud of their blatant sexuality.
Greg’s cock was already hard, and this was sending him into orbit. He reached down his pants and tried to fondle his dick. The pants were too confining, so he undid them and tried to kick them off. Despite being pleasured at the moment, Sharon made sure to look and see how big Greg’s cock was. She wasn’t disappointed. It was a nice, thick, hard muscle of love that stuck out at a jaunty angle. He was circumcised and had a nice mushroom head. It would do just fine if she could get him to stick it in her horny slit.
It was obvious to Greg that Sharon was a hot fuck. She not only wanted a foursome, but she was a ringleader in making it happen! Her fat, round belly jiggled as Rick's tongue and finger fucked her. Her C-cup tits flopped sexily to either side, jiggling as well. All of this affirmed to Greg that BBWs were usually as hot of a piece of ass as you could get.
After his divorce from his, admittedly good-looking, wife in his late forties, Greg spent a huge amount of effort to land another hot little fox. You know the type: slender but with big tits and a nice ass, a pretty face that with her body would land her on TV or in Playboy. One who always looked like a million bucks. But in reality, he never could quite find such a girl who was interested in him at his age (and average income level). Or wasn’t self-centered, or weird. Finally, he noticed that he had been brushing off some very blatant flirting from women who were, to be honest, below his (then) standards when it came to body shape.
One day, in sheer desperation, combined with depression about his love life, Greg consented to go out with the sister of a married neighbor. She too, was a divorcee in her forties. And she was no Barbie. She was cute but overweight, with a noticeable belly and ass. She did have big tits though. Really big tits. That’s what tipped the balance. He consented to go out with her. She was fun, and surprisingly, on the second date invited him into her house. She fucked his brains out. She hadn’t had sex in a couple of years and the pent-up frustration was expended on his cock. As he was fucking her, he realized how sexy her BBW body was. He loved the soft, expansive, fleshiness of it. He loved the way it jiggled and moved. And of course, he loved her massive saggy jugs! Greg shot his cum in her cunt, in her mouth, and all over her tits and ass. She loved to fuck and they would have sex for hours. Eventually, they broke up, more on matters of dealing with her troublesome children than sex.