Sexting Curves (BBW Erotic Romance)

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Author: Christa Wick
kisses fell across my shoulder. "But for the next few minutes, you're in the driver's seat."
    He could not have been more wrong. I wasn't steering this thing between us. Not even for a second. It was the V of his fingers and the hand teasing my tit, squeezing the flesh and then tugging at the nipple while his mouth moved along my shoulder and neck. His touch drove the desperate grind of my hips, pulling the oxygen through my lungs as I tried to move up and down his thick shaft.
    Drowning beneath the waves of another climax, his dirty, sweet whispers forced me to stay under.
    "So fucking tight, Lily. I can feel your pulse against my cock."
    He rubbed his fingers harder along the sides of my clit, the hood sliding up and down. I canted my hips forward, giving him a few inches of space so that he could thrust his cock. He pistoned inside me while his hands worked my breast and clit achingly slower.
    "Logan...oh...yes..." Cunt pulsing, cream dripped down my perineum to wet his balls. "I'm...fuck...oh..."
    His hand came down in an opened palm smack against the sensitive flesh of my labia and exposed clit.
    Oh, fuck. Fuck yes!
    I bit down on a scream and he slapped the flesh again. Everything on me tightened, my nipples drew tauter, my pussy and ass squeezed. The air froze in my lungs until he smacked me a third time.
    I exploded across the sheets, fluid squirting from me as I descended into a rough grinding moan. My climax took over my entire body, another hot, wet squirt jetting from me. Logan pushed me forward onto my hands and knees and then he dragged me along the mattress until I hung at its edge.
    "Midnight, baby."
    Oh, god. It was tomorrow.
    His turn.
    Every thick, throbbing inch of his hard cock sank into me. Retreating, the fat head popped free. He plunged mercilessly back inside. Seesawing between all the way in and all the way out, Logan bounced me up and down his shaft. Each time, the head popped free before he buried himself again. The relentless, sensual stretching of my ass squeezed my pussy and tugged at my clit.
    I couldn't breathe. I had been climaxing when he flipped me over and hadn't stopped. Like a freight train out of track, my orgasm rolled through me even after Logan froze with my ass pinned against his stomach, his cock jerking inside me as he filled the condom. My pussy knotted, squeezing at nothing between heavy throbs.
    Leaning forward, Logan kissed between my shoulder blades. He pulled back and I felt the head exit, his thumb stroking the rim of my ass while it slowly drew shut in his absence.
    Rubbing a fingertip along my clit, he kissed the small of my back then retreated once more into the bathroom.
    **********
    Returning from the bathroom, he pulled the covers across our bodies and drew me to him. His hand traced the curve of my hip, the slope of my breast, up along my throat to my lips. Mouth followed hands followed mouth as if he were memorizing me in the time it took for him to grow hard again. When he did, he brought my hands to his erection while his fingers explored my pussy all over again.
    I started to twist, my hips rolling to a quick crescendo. An indulgent smile playing across his face, Logan pushed me onto my back and disappeared beneath the sheets. He rubbed his face across my stomach and rested it there a few seconds before sliding lower. His broad shoulders forced my legs apart. He started to suckle at my clit. His hands returned to stroking my body, toying with my nipples so that they stayed hard and pointed.
    He nibbled at my clit and along the swollen lips of my pussy. He took long swipes along my wet slit as his fingers traced a path to madness. I didn't want to come without him in me and I begged him to fill my pussy with his thick hardness.
    He kissed a trail up my breasts, his back arched so that he could rub his cock along the line of my pussy. Canting one hip up in the air, he angled the tip down to my cunt and gave a shallow poke.
    "This pussy, baby?"
    "Yes, please..."
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