SSBBW Encounter - part 9, The Tables Are Turned
Part 9
It had been days since I had seen him the last time. My pussy was still so sensitive after being denuded of all its protective hair. Every waking moment was a constant reminder of its presence. The rubbing of any clothes, the wash of water from the shower, even the air that blew across its bare flesh set me on edge, wanting to touch it and to caress it. I laughed. More like having someone else touch it and feel it. Performing simple daily tasks, going to work, driving, running errands, cooking – every move I made was with the constant reminder of my newly bared pussy; that it wanted attention. The weekend was fast approaching and I had hoped he would have called to make plans. I had a rough Thursday at work. Too much work, too much drama and I was exhausted. I drove home, ever mindful of my nagging pussy’s desire. To save time and trouble, I picked up a quick meal at the local fast food drive thru. Even sitting at the drive thru window, my thoughts were on my pussy. I wondered if the guy at the window even guessed at what passed just under his nose. He looked unconcerned, handed me my meal and I ate it on the way home. I headed straight for a long hot shower. As the sharp sting of the hot water hit my tired flesh, I squeezed some shampoo out into my hair. I could feel the suds working their way over my body, rolling over my breasts and down my back. As they reached my pussy, I started to rub. I could feel the start of a faint stubble growing in. It was stiff and prickly and didn’t feel good at all to touch. I rubbed more. I contemplated what to do. Did I let it grow back to what it had been before, or….my hand reached for the razor. Starting at the bikini line, the first few strokes cleaned the stubble off the top of my mound. I rubbed my hand to check for a job well done. The next few strokes reached into the crease between my chunky thighs and outer pussy lips. I passed my hand over the spot. Stubble. Ok, this was not going to be as easy as I had first thought. The next few minutes I tried various positions to best access my plump pussy and shave it clean once again. The soap had made everything so slippery that the skin would slide from between my fingers before I could glide the razor across it. The constant pulling and slipping of my fingers in and around my pussy was also starting to have an effect on me. My days of continuous arousal were being driven over the edge. I managed to sc**** the last of the stubble that my prying fingers could find and I removed the showerhead for the final rinse. The water pulsated into every crack and as I rinsed, I passed it over my clit. The hot water sent a shudder through my body. I reached down and turned the showerhead to massage and aimed it for my clit. The effect was electrifying. The pulsing jets of hot water sent me over the edge. My body jolted back against the tiled wall of the shower. I raised one leg to the edge of the tub and pressed the showerhead into my pussy, screaming at the biting of the hard water jets against my sensitive bud. I had an intense orgasm almost immediately, the hot water pounding in spurts against my clit. As quickly as I climaxed, I stopped and moved the water jet away from my pussy. I laughed with the sheer joy of the experience and a bit of old fashioned guilty pleasure. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower to dry. As I patted my plump pussy dry, I realized that I was dripping with another kind of wet. My cum had slicked the insides of my fat pussy lips and coated the towel with a shiny trail. I inspected my handiwork with the razor, and noted with satisfaction that it was smooth once again. I patted every crease with a little powder, and then started with my daily lotion ritual. I think that it was responsible for the smoothness of my fat flesh. A little squirt into my hands and I started with my arms, rubbing a thin smooth layer of lotion over my arms, circling my elbows and up onto my round shoulders. A little more lotion and I continued from my shoulders around the front, up my neck and across my chest. Another squirt of lotion and I started the slow swirl around my giant breasts. My hands circled one huge globe then the other, feeling the soft flesh give under the slippery palms. Another squirt. Now my hands continued their task as they glided across my belly. I pressed the abundant flesh to the center and then spread it as my hands traveled to my hips. They stroked my big belly from my hips and back to my belly in circular strokes as the lotion spread. Another squirt. Now I traveled from my hips to my ass, continuing the soft massage of the lotion over the massive mounds of my thick buttocks and down to my thighs. I went round and round each thick trunk, using both hands now to cover one leg, then the other. Another squirt. Now each hand returned to their own assignment, down my shins and wrapping around the calves of my legs and over the top of my feet. One last squirt. I raised each foot, one at a time, and slathered my heels and feet with the last of the lotion, slipping each well oiled foot into a clean slipper. I wrapped a robe around my body, and headed to bed. Clean, refreshed, relaxed from my orgasm, I turned on the TV in the bedroom, and was asleep before the next commercial came on.
The workday Friday passed without much headache. My newly clean shaved pussy gave me delicious moments of daydreaming that made the day much more enjoyable. As the workday ended, I headed home for a weekend with no plans, no chores, no list of things to do. I walked in the house, traded my shoes for slippers, and my work clothes for a pair of fleece pants and a t-shirt. Oh my god it felt so good to get that damned bra off. The weight of my gargantuan breasts pulled the straps into my shoulders as it lifted them into an unnaturally high position. As I peeled the bra away, they seemed to explode out in size, freed from the compression of the bra, they swelled and drooped, the nipples hardening in the air. I rubbed them u*********sly as the flesh returned to its natural position. I pulled the soft cotton t-shirt over my head, and noticed how the nipples jutted under the fabric. I moved into the little home office in the den to check my emails and facebook. I had not been signed in for long when I heard a knock at the door. I assumed it was my next door neighbor as she was the only one accustomed to dropping in unannounced. I peered through the curtain and to my surprise, saw Tom standing on the porch. At the movement of the curtain, he looked up, caught my eye and waved a friendly hello. I went to the door and opened it just a crack. He looked up, smiled and raised a bottle of wine. “I thought you might appreciate a little wind down for the weekend,” he said, hopefully, raising the bottle and slightly wiggling it. I opened the door a bit wider and looked around, looking for him. “Are you alone?” I asked. “Yes,” he replied. “Look, I know you probably have plans for a Friday night, a hot babe like you, but I didn’t have your phone number and I took a chance that you might have time for just a glass or two of wine, or something else,” he said with a wink. I felt my smooth pussy jump. “Well,” I hesitated, weighing the risks vs the benefits in my head. I still wasn’t sure that I wasn’t being set up. “Okay,” I decided, and opened the door to let him in. Once he was inside, I stuck my head outside the door and looked around. I didn’t see anyone else on the street. He was waiting just inside as I closed the door. “Well lets crack open that wine,” I said, “I’ve had a rough week and it really will be welcome.” I headed into the kitchen with him following behind me. Once in the kitchen, I reached up into the cabinet to grab 2 wine glasses and pulled the corkscrew from the drawer. He moved in very close behind me, and I held my breath, but then he reached around me for the corkscrew and stepped away to work on the bottle. I took a breath and we chatted. He asked me about my work and I asked about his. He poured the wine into the glasses and I suggested we move into the den. When I sat down in one corner of the sofa, I was a little disappointed that he sat in the opposite corner, furthest away from me. We continued our casual conversation and sipped the wine. It was quite good and I felt the tension from the work week leaving only to be replaced by a sexual tension. Was this guy ever going to make a move? I had committed to having sex with him the minute I had let him in the house, but he seemed content to just sit here, drinking and chatting. I wasn’t particularly dressed sexy, but sex seemed far away from this guy’s mind. As our glasses neared empty, I picked up the bottle to refresh them. I reached for his glass and let my hand slide over his as I took it from him. I poured the wine and returned the glass to him, but he simply took it from me without contact. Damn! We talked more and drank the second glass of wine. I excused myself to the bathroom for a minute and when I returned, I sat back down a little closer to him. We laughed over a shared joke and during the interlude, I gently brushed his knee with my hand. No response. Damn! We polished off the bottle of wine and Tom had still not made any move towards me. This was really becoming a challenge, now. I took his wine glass and mine and headed to the kitchen still trying to think of what to do. When I returned, I took a deep breath and walked directly to him, straddled his legs on the sofa and leaned in to kiss him. He seemed surprised at my bold move, but only took a second to recover before he responded and started kissing me back. I had his legs clamped between my thick thighs and an arm on either side of his body as my tongue invaded his mouth, hooking his lip into mine. My large belly and breasts pressed his body into the sofa with such force that he virtually could not move. I heard him moan a bit and he moved his hands towards my hanging breasts. I swiftly knocked his arm aside as I reached down for his crotch. To my delight I could feel his stiffening rod through his pants and as he moaned, I began to rub it in the palm of my hand. I moved my mouth from his for just a moment, caressing his the outline of his cock in one hand, and running my other hand through his hair. As he opened his mouth to speak, I pulled his head back by his hair and sucked his mouth into mine again. He could only respond with a muffled, “umph,” as my mouth covered his. My hand continued tracing his ever growing cock until it threatened to burst from his pants. I could feel his chest heaving under the weight of my own so I abruptly stood up and grabbed his hand to stand him up. As soon as he was standing I began to kiss him all over his face and neck and chest, my body pressed close and my hand holding his body against mine. I could hear him hissing, “Yessssss!” and I could feel his cock pressing into my flesh and his breath, fast and shallow. He groaned, “You are so fucking hot. I want to fuck your beautiful fat pussy,” which was becoming wetter and wetter by the moment. I grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs towards my bedroom. The moment we entered he began to pull off his clothes, but I grabbed his hands and forcefully placed them at his side. I then began to slowly strip him, first the shirt. I noticed as I pulled it over his head, that his nipples hardened just like mine. I reached up gave one an experimental tug. He groaned and once again, reached for my tits. I pushed his hands away and gave his other nipple more of a tug, back and forth, then leaned forward and flicked the hardened nub with the tip of my tongue. His head lolled back so I went to work on his nipples, licking and sucking them, pulling on them, then letting them pop through my fingers. His hard on was now almost obscene so I moved my hands to his belt while my mouth continued to torture his nipples. I slowly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the button at the top of his fly. I ran my hand just inside of his waistline, back and forth, just over the top of his bulging cock. I could hear his soft whispers of “yessss, yesss” as I slowly undid his zipper. I told him, “Kick off your shoes,” and those shoes could not come off fast enough. I pulled his pants and underwear down in one quick motion. His turgid rod sprang free , pointing straight at my belly. I released my lock on his nipples and stood back to look at him. “Take off your pants.” He quickly kicked them aside, standing naked before me. “Turn around slowly. Let me look at you.” I was really starting to enjoy this. He turned in place as he was told and I watched as his cock jumped and quivered. I started rubbing my mountainous breasts through my T-shirt as he turned and I saw his gaze lock on them. “Lie down on your back on the bed,” I commanded. I didn’t know anyone could move that fast as he jumped on the bed and lay on his back, his stiff rod pointing towards the ceiling. I moved onto the bed. I could hear the springs creak and groan as I got to my feet and stood above him. I continued to massage my massive breasts through the t-shirt and I teased him as I slowly began to strip. “You want to fuck me?” The shirt came off over my head and I began to squeeze my huge tits up against my chest. He just groaned a yes. “Then let me see you rub that big cock of yours until its purple.” He began to pull at his cock, his hands moving over it in slow motion while I continued to tease him. I turned with my ass facing him and slowly slid my pants off, exposing my enormous ass, inch by inch, while the pace of his hand quickened. “You like what you see? You want to fuck me? You want to fuck this big ass?” My pants were off now and I was standing naked over him. “You see my pussy all smooth and wet for you? I moved further up towards his face, giving him an overhead view of my succulent fat wet pussy. I could now see him steadily jerking his cock and I could hear him panting. “I like seeing you stroke your cock for me, thinking about sliding it in my hot wet slit.” I spread my thighs wider still and felt my pussy lips start to part. “Look at my pussy and tell me how much you want to fuck me,” I demanded. He started to jerk his cock faster and he moaned, “Yessss, baby. I want to fuck your sweet pussy. I want to bury my cock up in your wet snatch and fuck you until you cum.” “Really?” I questioned. “Oh God, yesssss! I want to fuck you right now. I want to fuck you so badly!” I rocked my pussy back and forth over his head and said, “I want you to eat my pussy before you can fuck it. You eat it and make me cum and then you can fuck me.” With that I lowered my fat ass on top of his face and pressed my puffy pussy into his mouth. He barely had time to take a breath before I started grinding onto his face, his hot mouth sucking and his head covered by my massive wet snatch. His hands left his cock and flew up as he grabbed my thighs and I ground my pussy into his mouth. I felt the most incredible sensations as I pressed harder, then slower, rocking back and forth, his hands flailing away at my thighs. I snapped to, and realized that he was trying to push me off , so I raised up slightly and hoarsely shouted, “Take a deep breath!” I heard him gasp, then I plunged down on his face again, rocking my hips back and forth. I could see his rock hard cock pointing towards the ceiling, dripping with precum. I reached out and rubbed it over the head of his cock only to be rewarded by a gush of more. He was sucking my clit furiously and I felt his nose deep in my hole. This time, as he beat my thighs for a breath, I held him there just a moment longer, and when I leaned forward to let him breathe, I slid my mouth down his towering shaft and back up just one time. “You like my wet mouth on your cock,” I stated more than asked. “Its gonna feel so good sliding in my cunt” As I let him catch a few more breaths, I wiggled my ass in front of his face, my steaming pussy just inches from his mouth. “Suck my pussy and make me cum.” and I spread my thighs as far as I could and lowered my wet pussy onto his face again. The slurping noises and the sensation of his head locked between my legs as he writhed beneath my body felt so incredible. I began to build to a climax as I smothered his head in between my huge thighs. I rocked harder and harder, screaming at him to make me cum. My screams turned into screams of ecstasy as I built to a shattering orgasm. I was oblivious to anything else but the pleasure that was overwhelming my mind and body and I came over and over, riding his head that was hopelessly encased in my massive cunt. I was gasping for a breath when I remembered to give him a chance to breathe. I rolled forward onto my hands and knees and I heard him suck a huge breath of air. His chest was heaving, and his heart was pounding, matching mine with every beat. I moved forward towards his feet, relieving the pressure on his chest when I was struck with another idea. My pussy was pouring cum as I crept forward until his cock was aimed straight at my pink swollen hole. While he was still gasping for breath, I sat up and impaled his cock into my hot snatch. I could hear the sharp intake of breath as I began to pulverize my pussy on his cock. I started shouting at him “I’m going to fuck you until you shoot your cum up inside my hot pussy. You like this, don’t you?” I accused. “You like being fucked and used as my little cum filled cock toy, don’t you? You like seeing my ass and my pussy sliding up and down on your hard cock!” I started rocking back and forth and continued talking, “You like being smothered in my big fat pussy. Listen to the sound of my wet pussy fucking your cock. Do you like that baby? He could only moan as I continued my assault. “You like it when I spread my legs and fuck your cock. I want you to cum deep in my pussy. Fill me up! Fill my tight cunt with your cum! And as I slid up and down on his hard cock, I felt him shake and then he let out a roar as he came with such incredible force. I could feel his hard nozzle shoot his jiz up inside of me as I rocked back and forth, milking his cock with my tight wet tunnel. I could feel his cream as it slid down his pole, coating the inside of my thighs. I slowed my pace until all motion had stopped then leaned forward, and felt his cock slowly deflate, until it slid from my cum soaked pussy. He just kept groaning, “Oh my god, oh my god,” over and over. I moved from my position straddling his hips and stretched out at the foot of the bed with a contented sigh. I looked up, caught his eye and said with a wink “I hope you liked your surprise!” He rolled his eyes and said with a smile, “Yesssss!”
It had been days since I had seen him the last time. My pussy was still so sensitive after being denuded of all its protective hair. Every waking moment was a constant reminder of its presence. The rubbing of any clothes, the wash of water from the shower, even the air that blew across its bare flesh set me on edge, wanting to touch it and to caress it. I laughed. More like having someone else touch it and feel it. Performing simple daily tasks, going to work, driving, running errands, cooking – every move I made was with the constant reminder of my newly bared pussy; that it wanted attention. The weekend was fast approaching and I had hoped he would have called to make plans. I had a rough Thursday at work. Too much work, too much drama and I was exhausted. I drove home, ever mindful of my nagging pussy’s desire. To save time and trouble, I picked up a quick meal at the local fast food drive thru. Even sitting at the drive thru window, my thoughts were on my pussy. I wondered if the guy at the window even guessed at what passed just under his nose. He looked unconcerned, handed me my meal and I ate it on the way home. I headed straight for a long hot shower. As the sharp sting of the hot water hit my tired flesh, I squeezed some shampoo out into my hair. I could feel the suds working their way over my body, rolling over my breasts and down my back. As they reached my pussy, I started to rub. I could feel the start of a faint stubble growing in. It was stiff and prickly and didn’t feel good at all to touch. I rubbed more. I contemplated what to do. Did I let it grow back to what it had been before, or….my hand reached for the razor. Starting at the bikini line, the first few strokes cleaned the stubble off the top of my mound. I rubbed my hand to check for a job well done. The next few strokes reached into the crease between my chunky thighs and outer pussy lips. I passed my hand over the spot. Stubble. Ok, this was not going to be as easy as I had first thought. The next few minutes I tried various positions to best access my plump pussy and shave it clean once again. The soap had made everything so slippery that the skin would slide from between my fingers before I could glide the razor across it. The constant pulling and slipping of my fingers in and around my pussy was also starting to have an effect on me. My days of continuous arousal were being driven over the edge. I managed to sc**** the last of the stubble that my prying fingers could find and I removed the showerhead for the final rinse. The water pulsated into every crack and as I rinsed, I passed it over my clit. The hot water sent a shudder through my body. I reached down and turned the showerhead to massage and aimed it for my clit. The effect was electrifying. The pulsing jets of hot water sent me over the edge. My body jolted back against the tiled wall of the shower. I raised one leg to the edge of the tub and pressed the showerhead into my pussy, screaming at the biting of the hard water jets against my sensitive bud. I had an intense orgasm almost immediately, the hot water pounding in spurts against my clit. As quickly as I climaxed, I stopped and moved the water jet away from my pussy. I laughed with the sheer joy of the experience and a bit of old fashioned guilty pleasure. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower to dry. As I patted my plump pussy dry, I realized that I was dripping with another kind of wet. My cum had slicked the insides of my fat pussy lips and coated the towel with a shiny trail. I inspected my handiwork with the razor, and noted with satisfaction that it was smooth once again. I patted every crease with a little powder, and then started with my daily lotion ritual. I think that it was responsible for the smoothness of my fat flesh. A little squirt into my hands and I started with my arms, rubbing a thin smooth layer of lotion over my arms, circling my elbows and up onto my round shoulders. A little more lotion and I continued from my shoulders around the front, up my neck and across my chest. Another squirt of lotion and I started the slow swirl around my giant breasts. My hands circled one huge globe then the other, feeling the soft flesh give under the slippery palms. Another squirt. Now my hands continued their task as they glided across my belly. I pressed the abundant flesh to the center and then spread it as my hands traveled to my hips. They stroked my big belly from my hips and back to my belly in circular strokes as the lotion spread. Another squirt. Now I traveled from my hips to my ass, continuing the soft massage of the lotion over the massive mounds of my thick buttocks and down to my thighs. I went round and round each thick trunk, using both hands now to cover one leg, then the other. Another squirt. Now each hand returned to their own assignment, down my shins and wrapping around the calves of my legs and over the top of my feet. One last squirt. I raised each foot, one at a time, and slathered my heels and feet with the last of the lotion, slipping each well oiled foot into a clean slipper. I wrapped a robe around my body, and headed to bed. Clean, refreshed, relaxed from my orgasm, I turned on the TV in the bedroom, and was asleep before the next commercial came on.
The workday Friday passed without much headache. My newly clean shaved pussy gave me delicious moments of daydreaming that made the day much more enjoyable. As the workday ended, I headed home for a weekend with no plans, no chores, no list of things to do. I walked in the house, traded my shoes for slippers, and my work clothes for a pair of fleece pants and a t-shirt. Oh my god it felt so good to get that damned bra off. The weight of my gargantuan breasts pulled the straps into my shoulders as it lifted them into an unnaturally high position. As I peeled the bra away, they seemed to explode out in size, freed from the compression of the bra, they swelled and drooped, the nipples hardening in the air. I rubbed them u*********sly as the flesh returned to its natural position. I pulled the soft cotton t-shirt over my head, and noticed how the nipples jutted under the fabric. I moved into the little home office in the den to check my emails and facebook. I had not been signed in for long when I heard a knock at the door. I assumed it was my next door neighbor as she was the only one accustomed to dropping in unannounced. I peered through the curtain and to my surprise, saw Tom standing on the porch. At the movement of the curtain, he looked up, caught my eye and waved a friendly hello. I went to the door and opened it just a crack. He looked up, smiled and raised a bottle of wine. “I thought you might appreciate a little wind down for the weekend,” he said, hopefully, raising the bottle and slightly wiggling it. I opened the door a bit wider and looked around, looking for him. “Are you alone?” I asked. “Yes,” he replied. “Look, I know you probably have plans for a Friday night, a hot babe like you, but I didn’t have your phone number and I took a chance that you might have time for just a glass or two of wine, or something else,” he said with a wink. I felt my smooth pussy jump. “Well,” I hesitated, weighing the risks vs the benefits in my head. I still wasn’t sure that I wasn’t being set up. “Okay,” I decided, and opened the door to let him in. Once he was inside, I stuck my head outside the door and looked around. I didn’t see anyone else on the street. He was waiting just inside as I closed the door. “Well lets crack open that wine,” I said, “I’ve had a rough week and it really will be welcome.” I headed into the kitchen with him following behind me. Once in the kitchen, I reached up into the cabinet to grab 2 wine glasses and pulled the corkscrew from the drawer. He moved in very close behind me, and I held my breath, but then he reached around me for the corkscrew and stepped away to work on the bottle. I took a breath and we chatted. He asked me about my work and I asked about his. He poured the wine into the glasses and I suggested we move into the den. When I sat down in one corner of the sofa, I was a little disappointed that he sat in the opposite corner, furthest away from me. We continued our casual conversation and sipped the wine. It was quite good and I felt the tension from the work week leaving only to be replaced by a sexual tension. Was this guy ever going to make a move? I had committed to having sex with him the minute I had let him in the house, but he seemed content to just sit here, drinking and chatting. I wasn’t particularly dressed sexy, but sex seemed far away from this guy’s mind. As our glasses neared empty, I picked up the bottle to refresh them. I reached for his glass and let my hand slide over his as I took it from him. I poured the wine and returned the glass to him, but he simply took it from me without contact. Damn! We talked more and drank the second glass of wine. I excused myself to the bathroom for a minute and when I returned, I sat back down a little closer to him. We laughed over a shared joke and during the interlude, I gently brushed his knee with my hand. No response. Damn! We polished off the bottle of wine and Tom had still not made any move towards me. This was really becoming a challenge, now. I took his wine glass and mine and headed to the kitchen still trying to think of what to do. When I returned, I took a deep breath and walked directly to him, straddled his legs on the sofa and leaned in to kiss him. He seemed surprised at my bold move, but only took a second to recover before he responded and started kissing me back. I had his legs clamped between my thick thighs and an arm on either side of his body as my tongue invaded his mouth, hooking his lip into mine. My large belly and breasts pressed his body into the sofa with such force that he virtually could not move. I heard him moan a bit and he moved his hands towards my hanging breasts. I swiftly knocked his arm aside as I reached down for his crotch. To my delight I could feel his stiffening rod through his pants and as he moaned, I began to rub it in the palm of my hand. I moved my mouth from his for just a moment, caressing his the outline of his cock in one hand, and running my other hand through his hair. As he opened his mouth to speak, I pulled his head back by his hair and sucked his mouth into mine again. He could only respond with a muffled, “umph,” as my mouth covered his. My hand continued tracing his ever growing cock until it threatened to burst from his pants. I could feel his chest heaving under the weight of my own so I abruptly stood up and grabbed his hand to stand him up. As soon as he was standing I began to kiss him all over his face and neck and chest, my body pressed close and my hand holding his body against mine. I could hear him hissing, “Yessssss!” and I could feel his cock pressing into my flesh and his breath, fast and shallow. He groaned, “You are so fucking hot. I want to fuck your beautiful fat pussy,” which was becoming wetter and wetter by the moment. I grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs towards my bedroom. The moment we entered he began to pull off his clothes, but I grabbed his hands and forcefully placed them at his side. I then began to slowly strip him, first the shirt. I noticed as I pulled it over his head, that his nipples hardened just like mine. I reached up gave one an experimental tug. He groaned and once again, reached for my tits. I pushed his hands away and gave his other nipple more of a tug, back and forth, then leaned forward and flicked the hardened nub with the tip of my tongue. His head lolled back so I went to work on his nipples, licking and sucking them, pulling on them, then letting them pop through my fingers. His hard on was now almost obscene so I moved my hands to his belt while my mouth continued to torture his nipples. I slowly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the button at the top of his fly. I ran my hand just inside of his waistline, back and forth, just over the top of his bulging cock. I could hear his soft whispers of “yessss, yesss” as I slowly undid his zipper. I told him, “Kick off your shoes,” and those shoes could not come off fast enough. I pulled his pants and underwear down in one quick motion. His turgid rod sprang free , pointing straight at my belly. I released my lock on his nipples and stood back to look at him. “Take off your pants.” He quickly kicked them aside, standing naked before me. “Turn around slowly. Let me look at you.” I was really starting to enjoy this. He turned in place as he was told and I watched as his cock jumped and quivered. I started rubbing my mountainous breasts through my T-shirt as he turned and I saw his gaze lock on them. “Lie down on your back on the bed,” I commanded. I didn’t know anyone could move that fast as he jumped on the bed and lay on his back, his stiff rod pointing towards the ceiling. I moved onto the bed. I could hear the springs creak and groan as I got to my feet and stood above him. I continued to massage my massive breasts through the t-shirt and I teased him as I slowly began to strip. “You want to fuck me?” The shirt came off over my head and I began to squeeze my huge tits up against my chest. He just groaned a yes. “Then let me see you rub that big cock of yours until its purple.” He began to pull at his cock, his hands moving over it in slow motion while I continued to tease him. I turned with my ass facing him and slowly slid my pants off, exposing my enormous ass, inch by inch, while the pace of his hand quickened. “You like what you see? You want to fuck me? You want to fuck this big ass?” My pants were off now and I was standing naked over him. “You see my pussy all smooth and wet for you? I moved further up towards his face, giving him an overhead view of my succulent fat wet pussy. I could now see him steadily jerking his cock and I could hear him panting. “I like seeing you stroke your cock for me, thinking about sliding it in my hot wet slit.” I spread my thighs wider still and felt my pussy lips start to part. “Look at my pussy and tell me how much you want to fuck me,” I demanded. He started to jerk his cock faster and he moaned, “Yessss, baby. I want to fuck your sweet pussy. I want to bury my cock up in your wet snatch and fuck you until you cum.” “Really?” I questioned. “Oh God, yesssss! I want to fuck you right now. I want to fuck you so badly!” I rocked my pussy back and forth over his head and said, “I want you to eat my pussy before you can fuck it. You eat it and make me cum and then you can fuck me.” With that I lowered my fat ass on top of his face and pressed my puffy pussy into his mouth. He barely had time to take a breath before I started grinding onto his face, his hot mouth sucking and his head covered by my massive wet snatch. His hands left his cock and flew up as he grabbed my thighs and I ground my pussy into his mouth. I felt the most incredible sensations as I pressed harder, then slower, rocking back and forth, his hands flailing away at my thighs. I snapped to, and realized that he was trying to push me off , so I raised up slightly and hoarsely shouted, “Take a deep breath!” I heard him gasp, then I plunged down on his face again, rocking my hips back and forth. I could see his rock hard cock pointing towards the ceiling, dripping with precum. I reached out and rubbed it over the head of his cock only to be rewarded by a gush of more. He was sucking my clit furiously and I felt his nose deep in my hole. This time, as he beat my thighs for a breath, I held him there just a moment longer, and when I leaned forward to let him breathe, I slid my mouth down his towering shaft and back up just one time. “You like my wet mouth on your cock,” I stated more than asked. “Its gonna feel so good sliding in my cunt” As I let him catch a few more breaths, I wiggled my ass in front of his face, my steaming pussy just inches from his mouth. “Suck my pussy and make me cum.” and I spread my thighs as far as I could and lowered my wet pussy onto his face again. The slurping noises and the sensation of his head locked between my legs as he writhed beneath my body felt so incredible. I began to build to a climax as I smothered his head in between my huge thighs. I rocked harder and harder, screaming at him to make me cum. My screams turned into screams of ecstasy as I built to a shattering orgasm. I was oblivious to anything else but the pleasure that was overwhelming my mind and body and I came over and over, riding his head that was hopelessly encased in my massive cunt. I was gasping for a breath when I remembered to give him a chance to breathe. I rolled forward onto my hands and knees and I heard him suck a huge breath of air. His chest was heaving, and his heart was pounding, matching mine with every beat. I moved forward towards his feet, relieving the pressure on his chest when I was struck with another idea. My pussy was pouring cum as I crept forward until his cock was aimed straight at my pink swollen hole. While he was still gasping for breath, I sat up and impaled his cock into my hot snatch. I could hear the sharp intake of breath as I began to pulverize my pussy on his cock. I started shouting at him “I’m going to fuck you until you shoot your cum up inside my hot pussy. You like this, don’t you?” I accused. “You like being fucked and used as my little cum filled cock toy, don’t you? You like seeing my ass and my pussy sliding up and down on your hard cock!” I started rocking back and forth and continued talking, “You like being smothered in my big fat pussy. Listen to the sound of my wet pussy fucking your cock. Do you like that baby? He could only moan as I continued my assault. “You like it when I spread my legs and fuck your cock. I want you to cum deep in my pussy. Fill me up! Fill my tight cunt with your cum! And as I slid up and down on his hard cock, I felt him shake and then he let out a roar as he came with such incredible force. I could feel his hard nozzle shoot his jiz up inside of me as I rocked back and forth, milking his cock with my tight wet tunnel. I could feel his cream as it slid down his pole, coating the inside of my thighs. I slowed my pace until all motion had stopped then leaned forward, and felt his cock slowly deflate, until it slid from my cum soaked pussy. He just kept groaning, “Oh my god, oh my god,” over and over. I moved from my position straddling his hips and stretched out at the foot of the bed with a contented sigh. I looked up, caught his eye and said with a wink “I hope you liked your surprise!” He rolled his eyes and said with a smile, “Yesssss!”
14年前
