Chapter 1

It was a hot, steamy summer night and the dance floor was a writhing mass of sweating bodies as the music pounded incessantly to bestow a cacophony of benediction upon the heavy metal worshippers who roared ecstatically with release at the sound of the High-Priest Ozzy blessing their devotion to rock 'n roll.

Indolently I leaned on the bar and ignored the litter of confusion surrounding me as I watched her dance: Tracy was a large lady in every sense of the word; big green eyes, framed by long tresses of flaming red hair which spilled down her back and caressed her abundant breasts which jiggled one way and the other beneath her t-shirt as she swung to the rhythm. Her big ass bounced provocatively under her knee-length skirt while her knee-high boots drummed a primal beat as she lost herself to the sound ricocheting off the neon-lit walls of the club. My gaze flickered over some of the other dancers that gyrated around the floor - skinny tarts with scraps of cloth

barely covering their toned flesh, toned bitches with skin-tight denim shorts, pretty babes with low-cut tops but my eyes kept returning to her beautiful big ass time and again until I felt my cock pressing stiffly along the top of my thigh.

She was dancing with her friend Elaine, who I'd dated several years previously and she gave a little wave as the music stopped to be replaced by a babble of voices shouting for more beer, more vodka and a whole range of 'conversation'; it was impossible to hear what anyone was saying while the music played unless they cupped a hand around your ear and shouted, but in the lull that followed Tracy walked over for a chat, while Elaine went over to her new boyfriend and began a tonsillectomy on him with her tongue.

We'd been friends for 10 years and swapped the usual pleasantries while waiting for re-fills from the harried staff who rushed to meet the demands of the thirsty horde around the bar, then I gulped gratefully at the cold beer and drank a vodka to keep it company while she chugged on bottled lager as beads of sweat marched along her brow. Her eyes glittered mischievously when she asked me the usual question about my love-life and I replied that I'd been too busy working "6 nights a week, 12 hours per shift..." then the music began to pound again and further conversation had to be continued with her mouth pressed to my ear and vice-versa. The mass of people around us and the fact she was a few inches shorter than my 6' meant she had to lean up, then into me as I asked her how Gary, her husband, was getting on as I'd not seen him for

a while and was astonished when she hissed into my ear, 'don't speak to me about that bastard!'

Her body quivered with rage against me as she told me how he'd been 'shagging some

tart... I've a good mind to teach the cheating shit a lesson.' My dick pricked up with interest to hear that and pressed painfully in my tight jeans as it felt her body pressing closer as someone pushed past us; my beer spilled over her arm when I quickly moved it aside to avoid it cascading over her t-shirt and I was rewarded with an eyeful of her luscious tits while she felt my rock-hard cock pressing into her crotch.

An eternal second of surprise gripped us as we looked into each others eyes and felt the heat flicker within them to ignite an unstoppable need for each other that night. I leaned down as she reached up to cup her hand around my ear then said "let's do it" and licked my ear while we pushed closer to feel the heat rising faster, "let's fuck" she suggested then bit my ear in a needless enticement as I responded by rolling my hips to rub my denim-clad cock harder on the top of her groin.

I'd not had sex for several months and simply grinned lustfully at her as my arm took possession of her while her hand slipped into my back pocket to squeeze my ass in return while we walked out into the sultry night air. The route to my place was only a 15 minute walk through town and our hands explored each other all the way there, squeezing and fondling until we reached my front door then burst through to begin a frenzy of kissing as she tugged at my jeans to release my throbbing cock while I lifted her t-shirt to free those stupendous tits, tweaking the fat nipples playfully which made her groan with anticipation as she bent to anoint the tip of my cock with her tongue.

"O fuck yeah Trace" I encouraged, running a hand through her hair as the other took one mighty breast to caress as her tongue flicked expertly over the seeping head of my cock. Crooning with pleasure she lapped at the flow of clear juice as her hand gently hefted my heavy balls that boiled urgently with a hot load of spunk while she used the other to squeeze my ass lustily as I pumped back and forth into her warm, wet mouth. Sitting on the staircase as I stood before her, she moaned with a deeper desire as her lips enveloped inch after inch of my swollen meat until she'd swallowed all 7", gripping both hands on each cheek of my ass to hold me there. I peeled off my sodden shirt and panted in an effort to keep some control over the seething passion that her lips were bringing to my body as she sucked harder while I held her head onto my root with both hands until she gagged; a stream of drool spilled from her lips but she held

steady to work her throat around my cock which pulsed as my balls bubbled with hot juice that began to rise to her insistent sucking rhythm.

"Stop, stop for fucks sake or I'm gonna cumm" I protested, as I pulled her hair to force her lips from my cock with an obscenely sexy slurp. My dick was coated in a sticky sheen of pre-cum and spittle which dripped onto her tits that poured from underneath her t-shirt before she tore it over her head as my hands squeezed them together around my slick dick. Revelling in the slippery feeling of her sweaty flesh engulfing the freshly sucked meat that felt steel-hard in contrast to her soft tits as I lewdly used them to heighten the erotic sensations to another level. Squeezing the base of my cock hard, I blessed the tip of her nipple with a pearl of pre-cumm which she lifted up to her lips to taste, moaning with approval at the salty mixture of the juice and her sweat while I savoured the image before telling her to stand up. She thought we were about to carry on up the stairs, but as her big ass filled my view I just had to lift her skirt up there to admire the full ripeness of her ass cheeks that mooned at me before leaning in to pull the thin red strip of her soaked panties away from her humid crack with my teeth.