Rain on the Late Bus
Copyright© 2025 by Dilbert Jazz
Chapter 6: Deeper
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 6: Deeper - On a stormy December night in 2025, plus-size women Debra and Susan lock eyes on a late-night bus, their mutual attraction igniting instantly. A simple invitation to wait out the rain leads to explosive, explicit passion—raw, affirming sex celebrating their abundant bodies. Over a transformative weekend and the year that follows, desire deepens into profound love, proving that taking up space together is the most beautiful thing of all.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Workplace FemaleDom Light Bond Spanking Analingus Fisting Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting BBW Big Breasts Public Sex Size Slow Illustrated AI Generated
The harness lay discarded on the floor, slick and shining in the lamplight, but Susan wasn’t done with it.
Her fingers still trembled from the aftershocks when she reached for it again, the silicone cool against her heated palm. The thick purple shaft was coated in Debra’s creamy release—glossy, warm, smelling sharply of sex. Debra watched through heavy-lidded eyes, chest heaving in deep, uneven waves, thighs slick and trembling, a slow rivulet of arousal still leaking from her swollen pussy onto the rumpled sheets. When Susan buckled the straps back on with deliberate slowness—the leather creaking softly as it tightened over her wide hips, the base nestling firmly against her own throbbing clit—Debra’s breath hitched audibly, a fresh pulse of wetness visible between her flushed lips.
Susan’s eyes were nearly black now, pupils blown wide with raw, animal hunger. Sweat beaded along her hairline, trickling down her temple to her jaw. The air between them felt thick enough to taste—musky, salty, electric.
“Turn over,” she commanded, voice low and gravel-rough, vibrating through the quiet room like distant thunder.
Debra obeyed instantly, rolling onto her stomach with a soft, needy groan. Every movement pulled at sore muscles—thighs aching deep in the joints, pussy throbbing with raw, delicious sensitivity, lower back tender from earlier arches. She drew her knees under her slowly, pushing her wide ass high, face burying into the pillow that still smelled of Susan’s hair and skin. The position opened her completely: plump cheeks parting naturally, swollen outer lips deep pink and glossy, inner folds protruding dark and creamy, entrance clenching visibly in tiny, desperate pulses, the tight pucker of her asshole winking above in the warm lamplight.
Susan knelt behind her, large hands immediately claiming generous flesh—palms sinking deep into soft, dimpled cheeks, kneading hard enough to feel the give and bounce beneath her fingers. She spread Debra wider, cool air rushing over exposed, dripping heat. A low, reverent growl rumbled from Susan’s chest, felt more than heard.
“Fuck, look at you,” she rasped, breath hot against Debra’s skin. “This big, beautiful ass ... this perfect cunt still dripping down your thighs like you can’t stop.”
She leaned in close—close enough that Debra felt the warmth of her exhale first—then dragged her tongue in one long, filthy stripe from Debra’s swollen clit all the way up through slick folds to her asshole. The flat of her tongue circled the tight rim slowly, teasingly, pressing just enough to make Debra jolt and whimper into the pillow, hips pushing back shamelessly for more.
Susan pulled back only to slick the toy again—generously, deliberately—stroking thick lube along the shaft with wet, obscene sounds while her other hand kept Debra spread wide open. The silicone glistened anew, veins standing out under the light, head flared and menacing.
She notched it at Debra’s entrance from behind, rubbing the fat tip through soaked folds, coating it further in fresh, creamy arousal that dripped in slow strings. Debra’s breath came in ragged pants, muffled against the pillow.
One smooth, powerful thrust buried it to the hilt.
Debra’s muffled scream vibrated into the fabric as the curved shaft filled her from this brutal new angle—stretching her wide, dragging hard and immediate across her G-spot. The burn was exquisite; the fullness overwhelming. Susan didn’t pause for adjustment. She gripped Debra’s wide hips—fingers sinking deep into plush flesh, leaving white marks that bloomed red—and began to fuck her in deep, punishing strokes.
Each thrust sent shockwaves through Debra’s body: belly swaying heavily beneath her, heavy breasts swinging pendulously and brushing the sheets, ass cheeks clapping wetly against Susan’s sweat-slick thighs with sharp, rhythmic smacks. The bed frame groaned in protest under their combined weight; the headboard thumped a primal, steady beat against the wall, echoing through the room like a heartbeat.
Susan draped forward, covering Debra’s back—her own heavy breasts pressing warm and damp against sweat-slick skin, nipples dragging with each motion. One hand snaked around to pinch a thick nipple roughly, rolling it between fingers until Debra sobbed. The other reached beneath, thumb finding Debra’s clit—swollen, slick, hypersensitive—and rubbing tight, relentless circles that matched the pounding rhythm.
“Take it,” Susan growled against her ear, teeth closing on the lobe hard enough to sting. Hot breath, wet with saliva, sent shivers racing down Debra’s spine. “Take every fucking inch like you were made for it.”
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