Edna is a shapely woman, commonly referred to as thick. It’s what Adam would call her whenever they’d step out for a date. It’s what her friends would purr at her whenever she’d get ready at one of their apartments when going out clubbing. It’s what she’d refer to herself as whenever she went out with Alton, almost as if auditioning for his affection and attention. Edna is five feet, six inches, 152 pounds, light skin, measuring 36-24-36, with large areolas and a protrudingly large vagina.
The second night Edna went out with Alton, in complete defiance of Adam – though he never objected nor complained except the final night – she met up at his apartment for pregaming. Wearing a tan bodysuit that was very low-cut, displaying so much cleavage that it made the term nearly irrelevant. Her areolas competed seriously for exposure. She brought her friend, Jazmine, to tag along.
Jazmine was an escort and webcam model who grew up with Edna. After hearing Edna tell of Adam’s discovery, Jazmine both assured Edna that Adam was telling the truth, but that now was her window to extract what she wanted from him. What could that be? A marriage proposal? A cash gift? Jewelry?
“I’ve never been picked up and fucked”, Edna blurted, but with resolution.
Adam, was fit but skinny. He could not lift Edna, settle her onto his arms and thrust his hips with consistent energy. Alton, just by looking at him, never mind his actual weightlifting routine, could certainly accomplish this.
“Have you and Alton fucked around, at least? Kissed, anything?”, Jazmine asked, sitting in Alton’s kitchen island.
Edna said no, and explained how they had a nice friendship in which they talked about anything and everything, including anal porn. She liked that he could be open with her without making her feel like she was being observed, that he was “just cool”, as she put it. Edna knew that Jazmine, reeking sexuality and always a fiend for and braggard of large dicks, would be open to, or try herself, getting hit on by Alton. What Edna didn’t know is that Jazmine and Alton were regular fuck-buddies going back several months. They spent two weekends at a hotel suite having extravagant anal sex, which included Alton’s friend, Trae.
Alton asked Jazmine to keep this to herself, when he discovered Edna’s relation to them all before Jazmine did. Jazmine, feeling guilt but also being aroused by the taboo nature of guilt, obliged. Alton paid for trips and dinners; hotel suites and lingerie; plus a large dick and his extraordinary friend, Trae, Jazmine wet herself through her sheer, thin panties obliging.
And so the three of them sat around the island table in the kitchen, drinking. Edna defying Adam (or so she felt) while consciously making herself available to Alton; Alton resisting the temptation of Edna, wanting to preserve their friendship, but also wanting her to smell his dick after he pulls it out of Jazmine’s asshole; and Jazmine, doing her Oscar-best to suppress her familiarity with Alton, while settling in Edna to hopefully soon join the familiarity. Alton poured the shots, Jazmine set up the hookah, Edna fixed her breasts.
At one point, as the alcohol settled into Edna, and she allowed a full on nipple-slip, which she quickly recovered, Jazmine announced that it was time they order their car service and head over to the club. She and Edna excused themselves to the restroom, where Jazmine peed as Edna looked at herself, determined all was well – “perfect”, she actually thought – and she excused herself. Returning to the island table to grab her purse and swig a final shot, she noticed Alton standing over a tablet, watching something. As she approached, he noticed her, looked up and extended her arm, bringing her in for a half-hug. Edna saw that he was watching an anal scene.
“This is what you sent me awhile back”, he remarked.
Alton was wearing a designer black t-shirt, with designer jeans and leather loafers. He had a designer belt, with an ornate buckle. Edna suddenly found herself caressing the buckle, watching the scene intently, anticipating what was to come next. She indeed remembered sending the anal scene to Alton, some time between one and two in the morning, while she was on a particular rager, several weeks prior. He had never acknowledged receiving it until now.
“Have you watched it already?”, she asked absently, never removing her eyes from the tablet screen.
Alton peered down her cleavage, noticing her right breast areola fully out. He then separated himself a bit, a positioned Edna to stand facing perpendicular to the table counter, her body facing him. He placed his right hand on her left shoulder and examined her up and down. He commented that he hadn’t realized how thick her pussy looked in her body suit. She agreed, and said she always has difficulty wearing things as such because of her pussy thickness. She never took her eyes off the tablet.
He then asked if he could fix her right breast, with her areolas exposing to the point that she was due a second nipple-slip at any moment.
Tugging on the cloth over her breast, he asked, “Can I fix this for you?”
She broke her stare from the anal scene, which had intensified into a double-anal position, looked down at her breast, then back up into Alton’s eyes. She nodded yes, but he was already completely removing her breast and repositioning it back into her top. His rings and fingers brushing against her nipple absolutely electrified her, making her close her eyes and moan softly. This incidental nipple rubbing and titty exposing, and re-exposing went on for two minutes. Jazmine walked in on it and stood next to Edna, watching the final twenty second. When done, Alton looked at Jazmine and nodded.
“Our ride’s here.”
The club was a blur, and by the final hour, after doing two lines of cocaine to bring herself back up, Edna was introduced to Trae, Alton’s friend. Alton and Jazmine had failed in their attempt to hide their familiarity with each other, at one point full on making out with each other while Edna sat next to Alton. He reached up and rubbed her nipple while he passionately kissed Jazmine. Edna was aroused and was not sure if she was extremely wet or had peed her pants. She didn’t care. She was also not sure if Jazmine had mentioned that she was fucked in the bathroom – or did she say back room. Was it with Alton?
When Trae arrived at the club, at the insistence of Alton, he encountered a tipsy Edna who was spilling out of her top. She noticed him when he approached Alton and after they greeted Alton said something and they both looked at Edna. Alton nodded toward her, looked back at Trae and went back to grabbing Jazmine’s ass. At 6’4, 220 pounds and all muscle, Trae was an imposing figure who immediately captured Edna’s attention.
Trae introduced himself to Edna and within minutes he was “fixing” her top. Much more aggressive than Alton, Trae rubbed her nipples and kissed her on her cheek. He gently tapped her vagina over clothes and mentioned to Edna that he was aware of her infatuation with anal porn. Edna rubbed his dick through his slacks as Trae went on to describe an anal program for her, how he needs her to be loosened, and how the program worked for Jazmine.
It had now been over two weeks and eight nights of clubbing and bar hopping with Trae, Alton and Jazmine. Throughout that time, she had been properly trained for anal by Trae, under Alton’s supervision, and with Jazmine’s assistance. Edna lay in bed, hearing Adam complain about her whereabouts and missing panties, but she registered none of his words as worthy of being considered. All she thought about was how Trae would be over later that afternoon, and would she successfully hide his massive dick, which she was now well-acquainted with, in her asshole and from Adam.