The place was already pumping with music as the cab pulled up. James paid the driver, got out, and walked over to the house. He knocked on the door and it opened up.

“James, you made it, dude.”

“Hi, Steven,” the two had become fast friends with similar hobbies and interests. “Looks like the party is already in flow.”

“Yeah, man,” he dragged James in. “Let me get you a drink.”

“Nothing alcoholic, please.”

“Coke it is, bro.”

As they walked through the house he saw various types of women, a cute redhead, blonds, and more brunettes. James followed Steven into the kitchen and was given a coke.

“So mill about a bit, mingle. See if you can meet some interesting people.”

“I’ll try.”

“Dude, you’ve got to get out there.”

“I know.”

He did. He mingled for a while, trying to chat to the women, even some of the guys, but no one really seemed interested. The hot women were all occupied by one or more guys who made it obvious they didn’t want James butting in. His friend, he noted, was already in the process of getting a blow job.

By the time James had been there 20 minutes he was bored. He put his can in the bin and grabbed his coat to quietly sneak out. As he was heading towards the door he looked and saw a blond getting eaten out by another and stopped. A woman walked into him and they fell but he managed to catch himself in time.

“H-hi,” she stammered, trying to get her legs back under her.

“Hello,” James replied.

“Sorry,” she blushed.

“It’s okay, I was actually just leaving.”

“Me, too,” she nodded.

“Oh?”

“No one was talking to me and my friend is otherwise occupied.”

James looked back at the room that his friend was in, “Yeah, same here.”

“Emily.”

“James.”

“It’s nice to be talked to.”

“On that we both agree,” he said with a laugh. She was fat, had light brown hair and wore glasses. She had a cute face, though, that wasn’t too porky or pig looking and was, in fact, quite cute. She would do, he guessed. He needed to get his cock into something.

“I need to get out of here.”

“Why,” he frowned. “You’re as pretty as they are.”

“God, you are such a liar,” she laughed. “I’m fat.”

She sounded bitter.

“My stomach isn’t going to win me any beauty pageants.” He said with a grin. She shrugged. “I’m not getting any from anyone here, nor am I getting any conversation.”

“I’m not going to be taken just because I’m the last on the list.”

“You obviously came here for the same reason I did.”

“True,” she nodded.

A moan interrupted them.

The two watched a couple that made the noise. The girl wasn’t resisting as the young man moved his hands around her body loosening her clothes. Neither seemed to mind that they were in a room with other people around.

“You’re right,” Emily said.

“About what?”

“I do need it,” she breathed.

“Why don’t we find a place more comfortable?”

“Okay.” They searched the house and found an open room. Once she walked in she said, “Look, no funny stuff.”

“Okay.”

“You know what I mean right?”

He could guess, “Yes.”

She nodded.

James started stripping off, yes he had a belly on him, but it wasn’t huge. His cock was reasonably long and not too thick.

Emily liked the look of his balls. She was nervous, it had been a long time since she’d been naked in front of everyone and her emotions were in turmoil.

“If it makes you feel any better,” James said, “I’m nervous as hell.”

“Really?”

“I’m in front of a woman I find attractive,” James shrugged. “Of course I’m nervous.”

She flushed, he found her attractive.

Emily took off her coat and bag and kicked off her shoes, she then undid her blouse and slid it off, exposing her heavy-set shoulders and the excess flesh that hung from her upper arms. Her large belly hung over the waistband of her skirt, while the smallish breasts remained encased in a sensible bra.

She watched as he stroked his cock.

“God,” she blurted out.

“What?”

“It is a nice cock.”

He smiled, “You have nice tits.”

“Thanks.”

She unfastened the clasp of her bra freeing the disproportionately small breasts, then removed her skirt and pulled down her tights so that they bundled around her ankles.

“Jesus.”

“I should go,” she started saying, suddenly unsure of herself. She went to get dressed but he moved over to her, his hand took her head and he leaned down and kissed her. The two moaned into each other’s mouth’s and for a moment were lost in the bliss.

When he pulled away, she looked up at him. “You do find me attractive.”

“Yes.”

His breath was almost a whisper.

James moved his hand between her legs and she breathed in, he felt her moist lips and pushed a finger inside her. Emily groaned and looked away, her breathing heavy, her breasts lifting up and down. They stripped off properly and she got onto the bed, “Do you want to ride me?”

“I want to eat you out first.”

She moaned, pinched her nipples, and nodded.

She was shy around most people and men in particular. They didn’t usually find her attractive and tended to shy away from her. On more than one occasion she’d been called fatty, but for some reason with James she felt different, freer somehow.

He inserted one thick finger in the crease of her ass, caressing the puckered opening. Emily jumped in surprise even as her pussy clenched with growing need.