Carmelita: a BBW Secret Billionaire Erotic Short Story #1

Carmelita : a Secret
Billionaire BBW Erotic Short Story #1

Cayenne Aradia

Copyright 2014 by Cayenne Arcadia

Smashwords Edition

Author's note: All characters depicted in
this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. All sexual
activities are consensual.

Cayenne Arcadia

She had always been round.

“Curvey!” said her cousin approvingly.

“Pleasantly plump,” said her mother.

“Gordito!” said her brother when he was being
mean.

“Luscious!” the boys has whispered in her
ear, sliding their eager hands under her skirt. 

She loved what she loved. She loved carnitas
and chocolate and creme on everything and she loved the boys when
they got close to her and talked naughty.

As soon as she turned 18 she left her little
town on the edge of the valley and headed for Reno. She wasn't
interested in college or getting a fancy job like her sister. She
knew she didn't want to get married, at least until she got to
sample a lot more of what the papi's of the world had to offer. She
knew exactly what she was interested in and she knew she wouldn't
be able to spend nearly as much time getting all the nasty playtime
she wanted living in her parent's house.

Some people said big girls would never get a
man, but Carmelita knew that was a lie. Men loved to grab her
everywhere and she loved it when they did. Every time she went to a
fiesta somebody would dance with her and then they would slip away
quietly to get to know each other much much better. She loved the
bouncy nastiness of what they did to her, making her all hot and
juicy, and she knew how to give them what they wanted in all kinds
of ways. She knew if there were boys in her town who liked her as
she was, there would be even more men in the city who would want
her and could show her new things she had never even thought of.
She could hardly wait.

She hugged her papa and mom goodbye and
climbed up onto the big greyhound bus. "Write to us!" her mom
yelled, “don't forget to call us!”

"Be a good girl," her father said, mopping at
his eyes with his hanky. 

The bus ride was long. She stared out the
window and wondered what mysteries she would encounter on this new
adventure. As the road slid by she began to feel a pair of eyes on
her. She glanced across the aisle and there was a nice looking man
watching her in a way she knew how to recognize. He met her gaze
and did not drop his eyes. He looked like he was a little older,
maybe in his late 30's. He had a bit of stubble on his jaw, but it
did not hurt his looks at all. Instead it made him look rugged and
handsome in a way she likes. She raised her eyebrows at him and he
smiled, the edges of his eyes crinkling. 

He grabbed his stuff and moved into the seat
next to her. She wasn't little but she could feel he was sitting
nice and close on purpose and she didn't mind at all.

"You going somewhere special?" he asked,
making small talk.

"No," she smiled at him, "just moving into
Reno."

“Really?" he asked, "and what's a young,
pretty thing like you planning to do in the city?" 

"Get a job, I hope," she said, "Then I can do
anything I want."

"And what do you want to do?" he asked, his
eyes moving down her face to the deep cleavage she knew so many men
loved.

"Same things all girls want to do," she said,
feeling the pleasure heat warming her cheeks and making her nipples
stand up under his gaze, "meet nice people and have fun."

"Mmmm," he said, clearly enjoying the view of
the round swell of her breasts and the stiff little peaks her
nipples were making now in the clingy knit cotton top she was
wearing.

He glanced towards the back of the bus. She
turned her head and they both seemed to notice at the same time how
big and empty it was. There was a noisy family a couple rows back
and behind that just empty seats.

"So you want to move back there with me so we
can have a little talk?" he said, his breath tickling her ear.

"That might be nice," she said, "but you go
first. I don't want anybody thinking anything."

He got up and walked down the aisle. There
was a restroom and he picked the seat all the way at the back,
beside it. She looked at the bus driver but he was staring straight
ahead, paying attention to the road and his radio. She pretended to
look for something on the seat beside her and saw the family was so
busy with kids and noise and food they weren't going to notice her
at all.

She picked up her bag and slowly headed for
the back of the bus. She could feel his eyes running up and down
her curves the whole way. She had on a cream colored low cut knit
sweater and a pretty flowered skirt that came just past her knees.
She knew she looked good, round and shapely and she had that good
floaty feeling she got when she knew something really hot and nasty
was going to happen.

She sat down next to the window and he
squeezed in beside her, "hey there pretty girl. You gonna make this
ride a little more fun for me?"

"Maybe," she said, looking down at the
growing bulge in his jeans, "you gonna give me a fun ride on
that?"

"Oh baby, as soon as it gets dark I'm going
to sit you right down in my lap and give you the very best bus ride
you ever had. What do you think of that?"

She looked out the window at the sun just
sinking below the horizon, "I think that sounds like a lot of fun.
I wonder what it's gonna feel like on this long bus to ride with
that thing right where I want it." She licked her lips and stared
at him, "I'll bet the ride gets real bumpy at night."

She could see her naughty talk was making him
stand up nice and stiff, just the way she liked it. She was happy
the boring ride was going to get a lot more exciting and watched
the sun sinking, feeling his eyes running all over her ripe body
and then reaching out and touching her when he thought he could get
away with it.

"Oh you hot little thing," he said in a deep,
rough edged voice. He reached out and grabbed a handful of her
breast through her snug sweater, "you like that, don't you?" he
said, pinching her nipple through the fabric. Squeezing it almost
hard enough to make it hurt, but not quite. She arched her back in
pleasure.  "Mmmm, papi, you know what I want, don't you?" she
said, moving in pleasure as his big hands played with her
titties.

"Pull up your shirt and show me," he said in
an urgent whisper, "nobody cares what's going on back here. Show me
those big bouncing titties, girl," he ordered and she looked up at
the front of the bus and didn't see anything so she slowly pulled
her sweater up. 

She could feel him eyeing her light brown
skin in the last rays of the sun, enjoying the view of her nice
round belly and the lacy bra that barely covered her nipples. He
wasn't a patient man and he reached up and firmly pulled the bra
down, lodging it under her breasts, making them stand up big and
round for him. He gripped one hard, watching her face while he
squeezed it and then flicked her brown nipple with his thumb.
Finally he leaned down and sucked first one, then the other,
pushing her into the corner of the seat and moving up on her,
pushing her legs apart, the skirt riding up to show her dimpled
knees and then her creamy brown thighs. He moaned and pushed his
thick bulge up against her while he pulled one nipple and then the
other into his mouth. He ran his hands down to her waist and then
followed the big round swell of her hips, reaching around her and
pushing his fingers under the top of her panties. 

She wiggled under him, trying to get as close
as she could, rocking her hips and enjoying the vibration of the
road and pot holes that created a lot of nasty friction. He pushed
both hands down the back of her panties and squeezed her ass
cheeks, gripping them, massaging and spreading them as he sucked
her nipples and humped into her. She wanted it so bad. She knew she
was all wet and slippery. 

The bus got darker and he started to push
harder against her. All of a sudden he stood up and grabbed her by
the hand. She yanked down her shirt as he turned and opened the
bathroom door.

"Seriously?" she said, peering into the tiny
bathroom. He yanked her firmly into the bathroom and shut the door
behind them. He wasn't talking now at all. He flipped the light on
and pulled her sweater up and over her head. 

"I'm seriously going to give you the fucking
of your life, little girl," he growled, roughly reaching under her
skirt and yanking her underwear down to her ankles. He grinned when
he saw how wet they were, "yeah, you know how to have a good time.
Now I want you to put your pretty round ass up on this sink and
spread those nice plump legs so I can see exactly where you want
me, you understand?" 

She scooted up onto the sink suddenly feeling
almost shy under the bright light. He didn't seem to notice and
suddenly grabbed her ankles, pushing them as wide as he could,
bending her knees to spread her, staring at the pretty pink deep
between her thighs.

She felt his eyes on every curve of her body.
Her skirt was shoved up, her bra was pushed down and holding her
breasts in two big, juicy swells, that bounced as the bus ran over
the rough two lane road. He reached down and unzipped his pants and
his swollen cock sprung out, like it wanted nothing more than
freedom. It was thick and long, the biggest one she'd ever seen. It
was trembling and he leaned into her, letting the head slide up and
down the hot pink groove of her spread pussy from the top, bumping
her clit with the stiff head, all the way down until he was at the
nasty opening he made by pushing her legs open then sliding again,
up and down, up and down, without quite sticking it in, no matter
how much they both already wanted it.

"Oh oh oh papi put it in.... oh please. You
know I want it so bad," she moaned quietly. She couldn't believe
she was talking so dirty to this man. She didn't even know his
name.

"Oh yes, baby. You're going to have it pretty
soon. You're going to have it just how you want it and I'm going to
have it just how I want it. You know I am," he said, making slight
thrusts into her open pussy, just barely letting the tip of the
head push the hot, tight little hole open, "but first I want you to
tell me how you learned to fuck because I don't think you're a
virgin," he pushed a little harder and pulled out and her pussy
made a wet sucking sound.

"Mmmm," he moaned deeply, "I like that." And
he did it again. Over and over popping the head out, enjoying the
wet, juicy sound of her hungry pussy. "Now tell me about losing
your virginity."

She didn't think she could talk she was so
hot and ready, but she told him she had only lost it at the
beginning of the summer. She had been visiting her cousin in
Flagstaff and he had a lot of friends. They were out running around
one night and one of the boys was really into her. 

The man pushed the head a little further and
let it slide out, rubbing is up and around her swollen clit,
staring at her spread open juicy place. He let go of one of her
ankles and slid his hand firmly over her thick strong calves and
then down to where here ass cheeks were half off the counter. He
reached under her and squeezed her ass nice and hard, watching her
gasp. He used his thumb to spread her even wider and she wiggled,
all her round buttery brown curves heaving and moving in pleasure.
"Keep talking," he murmured, "and keep your knees open real wide. I
like that."

So that one boy just followed her around all
night. He was a little older. Twenty-one she thought, and she knew
what he wanted. She was surprised how into her he was but it got
late and everybody got pretty drunk and fell asleep or went home
and he was still there. So he asked her to show her around the
house and she took him down in the basement and he started kissing
her and telling her how hot she made him and he was real cute. He
asked if he could do something nasty to her and she asked him what,
and he said he wanted to strip her naked and put his tongue down
there and then he wanted to fuck her. 

The stranger moaned, "I'll bet he did," he
said, pushing his cock head in just a little bit deeper and leaving
it there. They felt the rumble and rocking of the bus vibrating the
place where his thick head was spreading her wide, then he popped
it out again and slid it around some more, "then what?"