Happy Ending

Tara did admin work while she waited for her next client. At exactly 2 PM, she heard a knock at the clinic door.

"It's open, come in!" Tara called. She rose to her feet and her breath caught in her throat as her client entered the room.

The woman looked like a Barbie--long blonde hair, blue eyes, pink lips. But she was fat. Massively fat. She wore a pink sundress that clung to every bulge and roll. Tara had been with many men and women, and could appreciate every body type, but she had always loved how soft and feminine fat women were.

"You must be Ava? I'm Tara," she said with a smile. "Have you ever had a massage before?"

"No," Ava shook her head.

"Not a problem. I'm going to step into my office while you undress. Give me a shout when you're comfortable for me to come back."

Ava hesitated. "Like, completely naked?"

"If that's okay," Tara said. "But the point is to relax, so if you're uncomfortable--"

Ava shook her head. "It's fine. It's just... I'm really... large."

Tara smiled encouragingly. "I've seen all sorts of bodies. You have nothing to worry about."

Ava seemed to be reassured by that. Tara went inside her office, and waited. After a minute, Ava called her name. Tara re-entered, her mouth watering as she took in what she saw. Ava was short, so her weight made her look positively round. Her arms and legs were so fucking thick. Her breasts were massive and rested heavily on her huge belly, which fell over her thighs. She couldn't see her pussy under her belly, but she imagined it would be chubby and cute. Tara shook her head, reminding herself to stay professional.

"Can you hop up on the massage table, Ava?"

Ava eyed the table nervously. "I'm over 400 pounds, I don't know if it will hold me."

"Like I said, I see all kinds of bodies," Tara said. "It's triple-wide and reinforced."

Ava smiled. "You're so good at being reassuring, I appreciate it."

Ava walked over to the table and began to try and hoist herself up. She was so heavy that it took a couple tries before she was able to clamber up, her body jiggling with the effort.

"Good," Tara said, ignoring the way her pussy clenched at the sight. "Lie on your front for me."

Ava complied, and Tara began to massage her shoulders, before moving down to the rolls of fat on her back. She rubbed them slowly, digging her fingers into the thick flesh.

"You're so tight," Tara said softly. "Are you nervous?"

"A little," Ava said softly.

"Don't be," Tara smiled. "I'll take good care of you."

She moved down Ava's fleshy waist, before reaching her huge ass. She took handfuls of flesh, kneading them with expert fingers. Ava moaned and Tara stopped immediately.

"Am I hurting you?" She asked.

"No," Ava said quickly, so Tara returned to her work.

She moved down Ava's big ass, massaging her thick thighs and pudgy legs.

"Alright," she said after a while. "Halfway done. Can you turn and lie on your back?"

Again, the fat woman struggled a bit, but she managed to turn over. Tara bit back a groan at the sight of her big naked body.

"Is there anywhere you don't want me to touch you?" She asked.

Ava's cheeks were pink. "You can touch me everywhere."

Tara began at the front of her round shoulders, and moved down to her breasts. Ava cried out as she began to rub the massive globes.

"These must be heavy to carry around," Tara tutted. "Poor thing."

She moved down to Ava's huge belly. She dug her thumbs into the flab, massaging it deeply, as Ava moaned again.

"You're so soft," Tara couldn't help but say. "So fat and soft."

Tara's hands traveled further to Ava's fat thighs, finding that they were soaking wet.

"I'm sorry!" Ava cried, flushing red.

"It's perfectly natural to feel turned on when someone is touching your body." Tara said with a smile. "Would you like to tell me what you're feeling? This is a judgement-free zone."

Ava bit her lip. "I've never been turned on by a woman before. But when you started massaging me and rubbing my fat... my pussy is soaked."

Tara ran her hands back over Ava's belly. "You like my hands on your fat body?"

"Yes," Ava moaned. "You feel so good, I'm so horny."

"You're turning me on, too. You're so pretty and round. I love how fat you are. But I need to be professional. I can turn this massage into a happy ending, but you need to ask me."

"Please," Ava begged, her hands flying up to play with her nipples. "Please will you make me cum?"

"Of course," Tara soothed. She went to her desk and pulled out a bottle of lube and a g-spot vibrator. She poured lube on the vibrator and went back to the massage table. Since Ava was lying down, she could see her chubby glistening pussy under her belly. She turned the vibrator on and slid it inside of the big woman. Ava cried out as Tara began to fuck her with it.

"That's it," Tara said. "Get nice and relaxed for me."

She watched Ava's body jiggle and bounce as she fucked her. Ava moaned and cried out. "That feels so good, oh my god! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Tara watched in fascination as Ava's round body convulsed with her orgasm. She pulled the vibrator out and placed it on her desk. She could feel how soaked her own pussy was, and how it clenched around nothing. Tara stripped down to nothing, feeling Ava's eyes on her.

"Yes," Ava moaned. "Come here."

Tara climbed onto the massage table, grateful for it's size. "You are so pretty," she said. "I need to cum, too."

"Yes," Ava moaned again.

Tara through her lean legs over Ava's big ones in a scissoring position, pressing her pussy against Ava's as best she could. Ava was too fat for their pussies to align perfectly, so Tara scissored her as best she could, her clit sometimes able to rub against Ava's but more often it would run against the fat of Ava's belly and thighs. Still, the sensation of Ava's blubbery flesh felt amazing, it wasn't long before she was crying out in climax, gushing over Ava's fat body.

Tara grinned as she got off the table. "I think you're my new favorite client. Shall I pencil you in for next week?"

Ava's round face lit up. "Definitely! I think I love massages."