Plus-Sized Perfection

Her moan went from her stomach out. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he said.

She laughed. “I do, actually.” Her lips fanned across his neck. He groaned, tightening his ass as he tried to press more of his cock within her. This first time, it wasn’t going to be slow. He pulled out of her so only the tip remained, and then slammed deep within her. “Yes, please, Hunter, harder, I need it.”

He began to pound inside her, and her back was hitting the door. Glancing down at where they were joined, he watched his cock fill her tight pussy, the shaft covered in her cum. He wanted to feel her come.

Before he could tell her to play with her pretty pussy, her fingers slid through her slit, touching her clit.

“That’s right, baby. Touch yourself, make yourself come all over my cock. I want to feel it.”

She whimpered, and he watched her play. With each stroke over her clit, her cunt tightened around his dick. Each ripple, every pulse just enhanced his own arousal. Within a few thrusts, she came apart, screaming his name as he filled her.

He wasn’t wearing a condom, so when his own release came, he pulled out, and spilled his seed on her stomach and thighs.

Holding the back of her head, he tilted it up, and slammed his lips down on hers. Even coming down from his first orgasm, he wanted her again.

“This wasn’t going to happen,” she said, biting his lip, her hands holding him.

“Sometimes the best things in life are the stuff we don’t plan for.” He kissed her again, already addicted to her lips.

“You made me sticky,” she said.

Laughing, he took her hand, and led her toward the bathroom.

“You’re not going to give me a tour?”

“I figured you would prefer to see the place after a shower.” He turned the water on, and only when it was warm, did he step inside. “Are you going to join me?”

She reached behind her, and unsnapped her bra. He couldn’t help but moan as those beauties sprang free. She had nice large tits, with large nipples as well. Payton didn’t try to hide her body either. She wasn’t covering up, or sucking in her stomach.

When he held his hand out, she took it and stepped inside. “Is that drool at the corner of your mouth?” she asked.

“Probably. You do look good enough to eat.”

“And you know how to flatter me.” She reached for the soap and handed it to him, giving him her back. “Would you like to wash my back?” She got her hands covered in soap, and washed over her stomach. He took the soap, and moved her hands out of the way, running them over her body.

“Do you have any idea what I want to do to you?” he asked, biting her ear and sucking on the lobe. He ran his hands up, cupping her tits, and pinching her nipples. She moaned, leaning back against him. Her hand gripped his cock, and she began stroking him.

“I imagine exactly what I want to do to you.” She kept on working his length, teasing up and down his shaft.

This woman was a fantasy come true, and Hunter wondered for a second if he was ever going to be able to let her go.

****

Wearing one of Hunter’s shirts, she moved toward his entertainment shelves, surprised to see that he still held CDs and DVDs. Everything seemed to be done via the internet, and Payton found it a relief to know someone else wasn’t as obsessed with being part of it.

“I miss going to the rental shop, and pigging out in front of a movie,” she said. “I mean, I still pig out in front of the movie, but it’s not the same you know. Rick streams shit, and I think I like the trip. Going to the store, trying to choose what I want to watch, and so ending up with a couple of rentals.” She shrugged. “Sometimes you just can’t be all that other stuff.”

“Do you like watching movies?” Hunter asked.

“Of course. Who doesn’t? I like listening to music. I’m not going to lie, I’m big on pop. You know, dancing around, and getting into the swing of things.” She rolled her hips from side to side, and turned toward him. “Do you dance?”

“Not willingly.”

She laughed. “I don’t think anyone really does it willingly.”

Hunter was sitting on the sofa, his boxers already showing that he was happy to watch her. Moving toward him, she straddled his waist, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pressing his lips to his.

“I need to go home.”

“You can stay the night here.”

“I’ve got a lot to do tomorrow, and remember we cannot mix business with pleasure.”

His hand moved from her hip, down to her ass. “I was balls deep inside you less than twenty minutes ago. We’ve already mixed business with pleasure.”