Unexpected Love Part 1

Synapse: James, a tall hunk of chocolate, was an independent, self-centered, and playboy. Jessica was a very independent woman who feared love and commitment so much that she kept men at arm’s length. Neither had plans for love or relationships; that was, until they met each other.


Jessica is 5'11", medium long black curly hair, curvy body, enormous breasts, small rib cage large waist, medium backside, thick strong thighs, aqua green eyes, and a the face of a 20's black and white actress. Her platonic male friend invites her to something called a BBW Bash; sports jersey themed night. She is nervous because she has never been to a place where big women are celebrated. Jessica is also a bit adamant because she is accustomed to being the only sexy big girl in a club, and getting all the attention. She thinks to wryly herself, "If I am in a party full of other bodacious women how will I stand out? She opts to design her own top so that she stands out feels unique.


The night of the BBW Bash party arrives. As she steps out of the car men start to flirt with her; one even asks to take her photo. This flattery is nothing new so she just smiles and poses for the camera. Her friend accompanies her to the party where the room is filled with joyous laughter, upbeat music, and smiles on the faces a ballroom full of gorgeous big women and sexy men. Even the women, who are dressed in nothing but male jerseys, are glowing from happiness, which makes them even more beautiful.


Men approach Jessica for dancing and chatting. The selection of men is varied so she cannot settle for talking to only one. Time and time again gorgeous men, who amuse her with their come-ons, escort her to the dance floor. The men are not stimulating her mind just ogling her body so while dancing she is not looking at the guys; she is looking around the dance floor. As she is dancing her senses start to tingle. Her body reacts by raising the hairs of her arms and neck. Pheromones rise and react to someone nearby; then she spots him. He is about 6'2" (she guesses), dark chocolate skin, a hairstyle like no other, full kissable lips, emerald eyes, and muscles bulging out of his clothing. He sees her and smiles. She bites her lip and quietly whispers, "OH fuck yes. That is a man I could sink my teeth into." She keeps her composure, and sticks to her boundaries of men having to approach her not her approaching them. The rest of the night they glance at each other while he dances with an assortment of women, and she dances with an assortment of men.


Jessica grows tired from dancing and retires to a chair near the door so that she the cool breeze would linger on her bare shoulders. She leans her head back against the wall and closes her eyes thinking about the hunk with emerald eyes. A deep tantalizing voice says, "I like your top." Eyes half open, she says, "Thank you. I made it." She fully opens her eyes and sees that the man talking is the very man who she had her eye on all night. She blushes. She tells him she loves his eyes. He asks her not to leave, says he wishes to speak with her some more, and informs her that he has to first talk to some of his friends that he only sees once a year. As he walks out the door she turns to check out his ass.


Leaning her head back against the wall, Jessica allows herself to have very explicit thoughts about the green-eyed hunk. Delving deep into he imagination and desire she pictures her hands running over his chest (VIP members of Club Bella Get the X-rated versions of all blogs. Membership fees start at $25 per year. Contact Bella at https://www.facebook.com/BbwBellaArtista and ask for more information). As she snaps out of her fantasy she looks down at her watch.


A half hour has gone by and she begins to think he forgot about her. After all it was just a 2 second conversation. She is ready to leave. Her platonic friend sits down next to her, asking how her night went. She tells him about the gorgeous man she met. The friend encourages her to write down her number in case she sees him in the hallway. She refuses because it is breaking her rule about not approaching a man, “If he was interested, he would have come back. It’s cool.” She half told him and half told her self. Knowing Jessica could be too stubborn at times, her friend jumps up, grabs some paper and a pen and writes it down for her, then sticks it in her hand. She laughs and they walk out the door. Sure enough the beautiful man with the emerald eyes is still in the hall talking to his friends. Quick thinking tells her not to wait until he is done like some forlorn schoolgirl. She walks right up to him, says, "Excuse me," and then puts her number in his hand. "I have to go home now. The ball is in your court." She does not wait for a response. She walks away with the sexiest wiggle she can muster from her tired body.


The phone rings. His deep voice sends chills up her spine. “This is James. You handed me your number then strutted away with your sexy ass walk.” She giggled a bit and they began to talk. They small talk at first and then talk about themselves in an effort to get to know each other. The entire time she feels like a schoolgirl who just got a phone call from the most popular boy in school. They make plans to go on a date. The conversation finally winds down after a few hours.


The date place was her idea. As much as she liked him she knew he lived much to far away to get serious, so she picked something that was FAR from romantic, a swinger’s club that one of her female friends frequented. The date started off all wrong. First he could not find the place, then there was rain, then there was her falling breaking her foot (which she did not know was broken at that time so she just got up and shook it off). Despite all the things going against them the date was finally able to start. Now anyone who has been to a swinger clubs knows that sex is practically thrown at you; which is part of the reason men have to pay a minimum of $50 to get in. Despite women throwing themselves at the sexiest man in the room he held onto her as though she were the only woman in the world. Most men run of like a bull that was just led into a field full of cows. But not him, the more they flirted with him the harder he held onto Jessica.


He wasn’t the only one who grabbed the attention of the patrons though; Men flirted with her, which ticked him off greatly. He had obviously never been to a swinger club for a first date which was find by her because what came next was really all she wanted with him anyway.

The night got steamy and intimate for a while, (VIP members of Club Bella Get the X-rated versions of all blogs. Membership fees start at $25 per year. Contact Bella at https://www.facebook.com/BbwBellaArtista and ask for more information). Afterwards they hung around, still holding onto each other like a couple in love. She never allowed men to do this because she was always afraid of falling in love. She had (in her mind) successfully kept love away for 33 years, but now this beautiful man threatened her guard, yet she did nothing about it. All her rules were broken that evening; kissing, cuddling, telling other people they are together (he did that not her, but she liked it), and the biggest one of all, liking someone for more than just an intimate encounter or friends with the option for intimate encounters; her guard was down with him and she could not figure out why.


The next night they talked on the phone. He asked her out again; saying how much fun he had, and how he wished he had met her before, and how he absolutely had to see her again. She agreed to another date; thinking how fantastic it was to meet him, how sad he lives so far away. The next night they met up at his hotel. The moment she walked through his door things turned rated R. After a few hours of rated R activity they lay together talking about how much they like each other, how sad it is they live far apart, and how he now intends on visiting her again. He admits he is addicted to her and wants to get to know her better. That night she feels it for the first time... She does not even know what IT is; she just knows that it feels different and good. They had a few more rated R moments that night, followed by more talking; until they fall asleep in each others arms (yet another rule of hers she broke).


End of Part ONE