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  Bigger Girls Do It Collection: 4 Complete Erotic Romance Stories

  By

  Ulriche Kacey Padraige

  This collection includes:

  Bigger Girls Do It on Top and Dominant - Book 1

  Bigger Girls Do It in the Champagne Room - Book 2

  Bigger Girls Do It with Billionaire Bachelors - Book 3

  Bigger Girls Do It All Night Long - Book 4

  Warning: This erotic romance book contains very strong language and super steamy adult entertainment - Strictly for Adults. 18+

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  Bigger Girls Do It on Top and Dominant - Book 1

  The Bigger Girls Take Action

  Ariel and Zeta met each other at work and they first bonded over their initials, making jokes about being everything from A to Z.

  “We should start a business, like A to Z Services.”

  “What would we offer?” Zeta asked.

  Ariel suggested that they just register the name and let the business shape itself. People would call and ask what they did and they would say, “Whatever you want.”

  “What if they want a blow job?”

  Zeta responded, “No job is too big or too small.”

  The two women laughed and laughed at that.

  “They would change their mind when they saw us,” Ariel said.

  Zeta said, “My therapist says we should never put ourselves down. It damages our ego.”

  Zeta was tall and, there is no way to sugar coat this information, she was a big girl. She was nearly six feet tall and weighed a good solid three hundred pounds. She was broad shouldered and big bellied.

  Ariel was a lot shorter but proportionately just as big. Ariel was barely five foot two but she weighed a hefty two hundred and fifty pounds.

  Her shoulders were not broad but she was very busty and her hips were well over fifty inches around.

  The shortness of Ariel and the height of Zeta accentuated their A to Z business persona.

  When the cutbacks started at work, Ariel said, “Let’s do it, Zeta. Let’s set up a business for real.”

  Zeta was a bookkeeper with extremely good skills with spreadsheets. Ariel had a flair for design even though she worked as an executive assistant.

  They did open up their mobile business, A to Z Business Services. They set up the office in Zeta’s house and Ariel gave up her apartment and moved into her own separate suite in Zeta’s house.

  The house was a big old two story structure that had belonged to her grandparents. Ariel’s suite was really a large bedroom on the second floor with attached bath and sitting room.

  Zeta’s bedroom was also on the second floor and very large. It had been the master bedroom while the suite had been constructed as a granny suite to allow elderly parents a space of their own. They shared the kitchen and living room.

  The big den on the main floor served as their office. Zeta was sitting in the office doing the end of the month books and Ariel was looking through the advertisements in the newspaper in case there were new potential clients she could cold call.

  Zeta, who was thirty, asked, “Do you think we will be doing this the rest of our lives?”

  Ariel didn’t look up from the paper. She just said, “I like this a lot better than working in an office for some rotten old boss.”

  “We don’t even have a social life. At least in the office, we got to see other people.”

  “We see our clients.”

  “For two minutes and then it is just a matter of emailing them the work and picking up checks.”

  Ariel looked at Zeta. She was two years older than Zeta and she had long ago accepted that a normal social life was not ever going to be part of her life.

  She was extremely shy and after a few teenage gropings and a brief and unsatisfying relationship when she was twenty-two, Ariel gave up on finding love or even having sex.

  She used to masturbate but she lost interest in that and settled for the occasional erotic dream for her orgasms.

  Outside the Box

  Ariel and Zeta rarely talked about their nonexistent social life. Zeta had dated a couple of times but she didn’t talk about those men in her life. Ariel never had the feeling that Zeta’s reluctance to talk about her dates had anything to do with the men.

  It was just that Zeta did not think those memories worth discussing.

  “Do you ever get horny?” Ariel blurted out the words. She even surprised herself with the question.

  “Do you?”

  That was Zeta’s trademark response. Answer a question with a question.

  Ariel smiled. “I used to.”

  “Same here. It’s easy to live without being horny.”

  Neither of them said what they were really thinking. They knew that they were not sexually appealing. Men liked skinny little women.

  Ariel looked at the paintings they had on their walls and felt a sense of loss. Surely there was more to life than making money.

  That was the irony of life. The two women had more than doubled their incomes with this business but nothing else had changed. All the income did was free up their minds from money worries and set the stage for worrying about other things.

  Like having a social life.

  Zeta watched her friend’s expression as she stared at the paintings. The painting were primarily landscapes in muted colors.

  She had seen Ariel look wistful before but they were not the kind of women who discussed their inner emotions all that much.

  Cheesecake was the answer to most of their angst.

  Nevertheless, Zeta said, “Horniness would be wasted on me. What would I do with it?”

  Ariel looked at Zeta, “Masturbate.” Then she shrugged and laughed. “I’m just thinking about how we will be sitting here in thirty years doing the same thing.”

  Zeta said, “Maybe we should jump out of the box and do something wild and crazy.”

  “Like what?”

  “Aha, here it is.” Zeta pecked at the keyboard. “It’s a dating site.”

  “A dating site?”

  “Wait a minute, Ariel. It’s more like a hook up site.” Zeta kept on pecking at the keyboard. “I’m checking out the guys who want big beautiful women to play with.” She looked up at Ariel. “That’s us.”

  Ariel shrugged. Zeta was obviously involved in her project of finding a way to have a pretend life. Like chubby chasers would admit it.

  Or would they? Ariel imagined the kind of geek who would show up for a sex play date with a pair of big girls.

  She was horrified at the twinges she suddenly felt in her crotch. Her pussy was pulsating. What? All this from just thinking about a date with a stranger.

  Men Finding a Shared Interest

  While Zeta was looking for potential dates, Bryan was lifting wei
ghts. He loved the feeling of his muscles working and the invigoration of his body when he worked out like this.

  His buddy, Matthew, from work was running on a treadmill. He was badly out of shape but working hard to get himself in shape.

  Bryan looked at the women working out on the various machines. He never told anyone this, not even Matthew, but he loved coming to the gym for the eye candy.

  Many of the women were a little on the plump side. Some were plumper than others. Bryan suspected that the women who really appealed to him, the ones who were truly full figured, did not come to the gym at all.

  They would not feel pretty enough to appear in public in gym clothes or they would be too shy to exercise at a slow speed to get going.

  Bryan was thinking these things when Matthew interrupted his thoughts.

  “I do like those big jiggly butts.”

  “Jeez, man, you startled me.”

  “I could tell you were mesmerized by those big beauties.”

  Bryan said it before he could stop himself, “Actually I was wishing there were bigger beauties there.”

  “I know what you mean. Give me a mound of that lovely woman flesh and I am in heaven. But the problem is those ladies don’t come to places like this.”

  “That is exactly what I was thinking.” Bryan was surprised that he did not know that he and Matthew shared this interest in bigger women. But then, most of their friendship revolved around the gym or work.

  This was the first time they ever discussed women. Bryan admitted to himself that he had wondered if Matthew was gay or something. Then he thought about how he had learned early on to be careful about sharing his own personal interests in women.

  He did not think that preferring chubby women was all that unusual but he was naturally shy and not too willing to open up about himself to most people.

  One of the reasons he and Matthew got along so well was that they talked about a lot of things other than themselves.

  Bryan’s first date had been with a girl he grew up with. They had been friends since kindergarten. By the time he was thirteen, she was six inches taller than him and fifty pounds heavier.

  Not much changed until he was fifteen when he shot up a dozen inches. His little friend gained more weight and for a long time she was the object of his sexual fantasies.

  The sex he had with her was the best he had ever had and it set him on a lifetime passion for big girls. Before she finished college, she changed again. She lost all her excess weight and also lost interest in him, sexually speaking.

  Actually, he was always kind of embarrassed that he had lost interest in her sexually too once she became thin. They were still friends but they drifted apart.

  He was thinking about her when he and Matthew left the gym and when Matthew suggested they stop for a beer, he was more than willing to open up and talk about women.

  Ariel watched Zeta tapping away at the computer and finally she thought it was time for dinner. She was motivated by hunger partially but also by the stirrings of sexual desire.

  She knew she would not be getting laid any time soon but she knew that the bar down the street had a wing night special and she loved wings. Washed down by beer, wings were perfect for the mood she was in.

  Zeta agreed to go with her. They both liked wings with beer. Zeta freshened up her hair and put on flashier jewelry than she usually wore.

  “Well if you are going to get all dolled up for this, so will I,” Ariel said.

  The women made a joke of it as they competed in the dressing up competition. Zeta said, “This is fun. I wonder why we don’t try our fancier clothes all the time. It shouldn’t be something we only think of doing when we think men will see us.”

  “Well, I didn’t do this because I think men will see me.

  Zeta chuckled, “Why not? It is the highlight of our week.”

  By the time they got to the bar, they were in a very jovial mood.

  Bryan and Matthew saw the two women come in and both of them looked at the startlingly flashy bigger girls choose a table and they turned to each other.

  “Oh my god,” Bryan said, “Did you arrange this meeting?”

  Matthew said, “What are you talking about? You are the one who suggested this place because it was so close to the gym.”

  “Oh, yeah, right.” Bryan looked back at the two women. They were magnificent. He liked the shorter woman. Just looking at her was giving him an incredible boner.

  He signaled the waiter and asked him to deliver drinks to the lovely ladies.

  Matthew was trying to watch the women without being too conspicuous. He saw the waiter deliver a pitcher of beer and indicate that it came from Bryan and Matthew.

  Zeta smiled and nodded in their direction.

  Matthew was surprised at how shy he suddenly felt. The woman was a goddess.

  Nice to Meet You

  When the waiter told the girls that the gentlemen had sent them over drinks and pointed to the guys at the table he delivered the pitcher of beer that they had ordered and asked if they wanted different drinks or would they accept the pitcher of beer from the guys.

  Ariel was about to speak when Zeta nodded and sent a “thank you” smile to the men. “The beer is what we ordered and if they want to pay for it, that is wonderful.”

  Ariel did not want to make eye contact with the men. She felt suddenly shy and slightly paranoid. “Did you arrange to meet them here?” She kept thinking about how Zeta kept tapping away at the computer.

  Ariel was almost positive that Zeta set this up. She was agitated by Zeta trying to trick her like this even though the idea of actually having a date was intriguing.

  “Are you out of your mind?” Zeta asked. “How could I have done that?”

  “You were busy on those dating sites...,” Ariel said but even as she said the words, she realized how silly that was.

  “It takes more than thirty minutes to set up a date even on a fast site. I mean, they had to be online less than an hour ago and then get ready and get here before we did.”

  Zeta poured herself a beer and smiled, “No Ariel, these guys saw us and made the first move.” She was clearly very flattered by the attention.

  A basket of wings was delivered by the waiter and then a second basket also arrived and the guys were standing there.

  “Do you mind if we join you?” The slimmer one asked. He was smiling directly at Ariel.

  Zeta answered, “Make yourselves at home.” She moved the pitcher of beer over to make room for their beer and wings.

  Before an hour had passed, the four of them were laughing and talking as if they had known each other for years. When Bryan asked if they would like to go back to his place for coffee, it seemed natural for Zeta suggests that they go to the girls’ place.

  It turned out that the bar was closer to Ariel and Zeta’s place so that is where they went.

  Getting Naked

  Neither woman had a plan to seduce the men when they went back to the house. Nevertheless that is what happened. The men were surprisingly shy once they got in the house.

  They all went into the kitchen and Zeta made a pot of very good coffee. The men were interested but after an hour of talking and mild flirting, Zeta took matters into her own hands.

  “I think we should do it,” she said out loud and no one needed to ask her what she meant. Bryan had already made it clear that he was interested in Ariel and Matthew was quite attentive to Zeta.

  “I agree,” Bryan said.

  Zeta stood up and said, “Then let’s make ourselves more comfortable.” She began walking towards the living room. It was also where the stairs to the second floor was.

  Ariel was not sure what Zeta was planning but the spontaneity of the moment was welcome and she was finding it hard to breathe she was so excited.

  Zeta took Matthew’s hand and led him upstairs. Ariel followed suit and took Bryan’s hand and they followed the other couple up the wide steps.

  Zeta led Matthew into her b
edroom, grateful that the bed was made and the signs of her dressing to go out were at a minimum.

  A couple of scarves were tossed across the bed. She had debated on wearing a long silk scarf wrapped around her neck. It was a look that she carried off well because of her height.

  Seeing the scarves on the bed gave Zeta an idea.

  She picked up one and tossed it around Matthew’s neck, taking each end of it in her own two hands and pulling him closer.

  “I hope you like being given orders,” she said.

  Matthew felt the shock of desire shoot through him. Was this woman indeed a witch? No one knew about his fantasies of being submissive. It was one of the reasons that he rarely dated. He couldn’t talk about it to anyone because he didn’t know how to explain his feelings.

  Regular sex was all right too and quite pleasurable but he always dreamed of the woman telling him what to do and punishing him for not doing exactly what she wanted when she wanted it.

  “I do,” he said in a low voice.

  The bedroom door was still open and Ariel heard Zeta’s voice which had been unnaturally loud when she said what she said about giving Matthew orders.

  She picked up on the cue and said to Bryan, “I hope you like being told what a lady wants. And believe me, it is not very ladylike what this lady wants.”

  Bryan nodded. His hard on was about to rip through his pants if this line of talk continued.

  In the bedroom, Ariel picked up the long bamboo shoe horn she used to protect the backs of her shoes from being broken when she slid her broad feet into her pumps.

  It has an ornate handle with a gnome grinning on the top and a polished shoe horn at the bottom.

  She waved it at him like a wand.

  “Strip,” she said. He undressed quickly and without a great deal of elegance, dropping his clothes on the floor and stepping out of them.

  She used the shoe horn end to swat his ass, “Pick them up.”