She was 11 years younger than me and almost a foot taller. She was definitely a BBW! She also had an unfortunate reputation for being an easy lay, a r...eputation that was not totally undeserved, even I had had to step around her outside the pub whilst she was giving some guy or other a blow-job or wank.On this night back in July,1994, I was 33yo, Fiona S. 22yo. We had been to a hen-party for our mate Rachel, and to not put too fine a point on it ... we were well pissed! “God look at the time. " Oh, my darling Gerry, and I couldn't love you more."Gerry sobered up. "Do you know, my Isobel, as time goes on that could well happen to both of us."Her eyes searched his. "Oh God! Oh Gerry!" Her lips found his again.Almost too soon dinner was ready. Isobel had slow cooked an oxtail stew which only needed potatoes. It was swimming with vegetables."Whee!" said Gerry. "I didn't know I was marrying a cordon bleu chef."Isobel smiled at him. She did not dare say anything because of the lump in her. I was justabout there. I felt the muscles in Steve's back tighten, he withdrew,held it for a second, then plunged in all the way again, and I could feelhim start to cum. I started cumming at the same time. We both cried outin unison as we peaked, then went over the edge into that fabulous abysstogether. Slowly, Steve stopped pumping me, his dick starting to soften.He collapsed onto the bed next to me, then hugged me close. Despite thechilly air in the room, we were hot and sweaty. I breathed in. Sean has been my best friend for around ten years but I'd never slept with him - just because we're so close.All went to plan, we had a great night, got really pissed and settled into bed around 3.00am.I was woken at around 5.00am with a hard cock poking into my back. I turned over a little and saw Sean, fast asleep. I really didn't know what to do. Like I said I'd never fucked Sean, never even really considered it, but that hard cock - pressing through his boxers into my back was turning me on.