… I couldn’t help but smile. I had truly met my match. With a quick turn of your head, you sauntered back into your bedroom, leaving me watching your curvy body, that magnificent ass, as it slowly walked away from me. I knew you knew I was watching you- I knew you were indulging me, sauntering slowly and seductively away, but guiding me towards you with every step.
When you reached the bed and paused to look at me from the corner of your eye- I realized I had been standing there star struck, literally holding a towel in one hand and my erection in the other, dripping wet, totally mesmerized.
Like a puppy hurrying to catch up to its owner, I rushed forward, drying myself off, once again excited to relax in the remarkably comfortable looking bed I had noticed on the way in. You giggled a bit in spite of yourself, but quickly covered it up and said, rather firmly but not unkindly, ‘Now lie down on your back.’
It was a continuation of the ebb and flow of our short time together- moments where I was in charge, and moments where you were in charge. As a relatively tall and fit guy used to dating more petite women, I welcomed the moments where I could submit to your command, knowing that in an instant, the roles could totally reverse. It was like some sort of dance, where we balanced our own instincts and desires with what we read in the other. Having had you just blow my mind (among other things) in the shower, I felt comfortable in your control, even if I intended for it to be short-lived, and the authority in your voice sent an exciting ripple through my mind and body.
I gladly obliged, lying down, hands at my side, looking to you for the next command. You didn’t say anything, and you didn’t need to. Our eyes locked and we found ourselves once again in a moment of clarion understanding. The pulse in my cock quickened, my erection throbbing with excitement.
I watched you climb on to the bed in slow motion, and can still vividly picture the way you looked as you stood on the bed over my body, like some ancient fertility statue, soft and nurturing yet powerful and imposing all at once. Your thighs, thick, and powerful. Your belly, soft and full. And those incredible breasts, heavy, hanging, the nipples erect. I wanted to lie in your shadow forever, gazing up in a mixture of admiration and lust and awe.
And yet as eager as I was to lie basking in your glory, I was equally if not more eager for what I knew would come next. Slowly, carefully, deliberately, you lowered yourself to your knees, one on each side of my head, my arms under your shins, your ass coming to rest gently, heavily, on my chest. You looked down benevolently at me like some kind ruler, running a finger down my nose to touch my lips, then taking both hands and running them through my hair. I reached up with my hands to grab your ass and to gently push you upward. You needed no encouragement- you lifted your ass off my chest and rested on your knees, and I got straight to work.
I wanted to tease you like you had teased me. To make you want it. To make you NEED it. I kissed the insides of your left thigh, getting closer and closer to your wetness, only to start again on your right thigh, inching closer and closer. You were not having it. You grabbed my head with both hands and buried me between your legs. I lapped hungrily at you, my tongue sliding up and down your slit, as I gently tilted my head to nibble and suck gently at your labia. My arms curled around your thighs, holding firmly on to you as I started to gently circle your entrance. You grabbed my head more firmly and began pressing your hips into my face, fucking my tongue- pulling it in and out of you.
I reached up with one hand to grab one of your breasts, my thumb flicking over your nipple, gently squeezing and massaging, as I moved my tongue back up to your clit, gently circling it faster and faster. With my other hand, I slowly inserted two fingers inside of you, rubbing your g-spot, applying gentle pressure from ‘behind’ your clit, nudging you towards my mouth as my tongue worked faster and faster around it.
I felt the tremors in your thighs and quickened my pace, my face gyrating between your legs as your hips started to buck. Your grip on my head was like a vice, pulling me as deeply into you as possible, my face slick with your wetness, as you let out a low, guttural groan that morphed into a shriek of pleasure. I didn’t stop. I took full advantage of your increased sensitivity, doing everything I could to extend your orgasm as long as possible. My eyes looked up as your tits swayed and shook with the rest of your body, the orgasm rolling and rippling through you.
“I… NEED… THAT… MAG… NIFICENT… COCK… RIGHT… NOW” you said between breaths, and in a swift motion, rocked back on your heels, and keeping your feet where they were, repositioned yourself over my erect, throbbing cock.
You grabbed my face by the jaw and smiled at me, holding yourself over me for a moment. “You really are something else,” you grinned, “and I sure like seeing my juices all over that handsome face”. You gave me a playful slap.
I started to respond but before I could say anything you plunged down on the full length of my erection. No teasing, no gradual entry, you dropped your full weight down on me and in that instant I worried I would cum right away, the pleasure was so overwhelming.
And you RODE me. Hands rubbing my chest, grabbing my hair, my shoulders, my neck. I started to reach for you and you grabbed my hands, interlacing your fingers with mine, and leaned over me, your tits slapping me in the face with each thrust. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue like I was trying to catch snowflakes, hungrily lunging out to suck at your beautiful chest. I was beside myself with pleasure, practically cross-eyed in dazed ecstacy. I struggled for a moment to gain focus, and, in a last ditch effort, reached behind your knees while lifting myself up to flip you on your back, wrapping your legs around my back, never once breaking our rhythm. I once again interlaced my fingers with yours and held your hands in place above your head, slamming into you over and over, groaning and moaning and crying your name.
In keeping with just how synced we’d been this whole encounter, I blurted out “Fuck I’m going to cum” just as you looked me in the eye and said “Holy shit you’re going to make me cum again”. Our eyes struggled to stay locked as the orgasms overcame us, their intensity like nothing I had ever felt before (or since). With each final thrust, I felt your pussy clenching around my cock, the last drops of cum shooting into you, feeling like my entire life was leaving my body through my legs. I collapsed on top of you, your legs still wrapped around me, my dying erection still inside you, exhausted. You stroked the back of my head and kissed my neck. Reaching down you grabbed the comforter and folded it over us, and we fell asleep, naked and intertwined, every last ounce of energy spent in devotion to each other’s (and our own) pleasure.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hqmp03/for_my_bigger_girl_part_4_mf_first_person
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