Sexting Curves (BBW Erotic Romance)

Sexting Curves (BBW Erotic Romance) Read Online Free PDF

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Author: Christa Wick
Lifting my ass, I tried to push onto his cock. "I need you to fuck it. Please...I'm going to come if you don't stop teasing me and I want you in me."
    Another poke, a little deeper than the first. "Maybe we should wait--"
    "No." I drew my knees as close to my chest as I could manage, the insides of my lower legs running flat along the sides of his stomach and hips. "Please fuck my pussy, Logan. It's all empty but it can't stop squeezing. Give it something to hold onto."
    "Are you wet enough?"
    I was so ready he would soon have a waterbed if he didn't start fucking me. I wrapped my arms around his head and kissed the side of his mouth. "My pussy's soaking, I want you so badly."
    He kissed along my throat, his breath heating the skin. The head of his cock circled my cunt before seating just the tip. Easing a hand between us, his fingers slid around the head to force my opening wider.
    "Such a tight pussy, baby. So fucking swollen." He dragged his fingertips along the knot of flesh blocking further entrance to my pussy.
    I felt my clit slide up as my skin pulled tight in response and I gave another needy little moan. There was no way the swelling was going to go down, not while he was in the same room with me. I started to grind against his fingers and the fat head of his cock. Then my hips rocked with minute precision. Hard, rhythmic contractions squeezed the walls of my channel.
    "Fuck, Logan, fuck. Don't make me come before you're even in me."
    A wicked laugh and then he pulled his hand away. He reached up under my back to grip my shoulders from behind. His ass lifted up and I reached between us to reposition his cock.
    "Hold it straight, baby."
    I did and he started to make shallow dips against the entrance, all of his weight resting on his forearms and his toes as they dug into the mattress.
    "Stretch those legs wide...wider, baby."
    I moved my other hand down, my forearms pressing my thighs apart as my fingers brushed up and down his shaft, keeping him centered as I urged him on.
    He drove in, pushing half his length. "You're going to take it all, just like your sweet ass took every last inch."
    He pulled back out and then he sank balls deep. Half his weight settled on me, lifted, slammed into me, his hard hips hitting my generously padded ones.
    "God, yes. Harder, Logan. Fuck me harder."
    He lifted, descended, driving deep. He tilted his hips, angled his cock and dragged it roughly through me before thrusting back in. I moved with him, hips flexing, the muscles of my cunt rolling along his shaft, swallowing the thick tip and squeezing.
    "Fuck, baby, yes. Make that lovely cunt suck my dick."
    Hard, quick thrusts filled my pussy, the head traveling only a few inches inside me before he threw his weight into another push. He buried his face against my neck, sucking at the flesh, bruising it like he was bruising my thighs and the more tender tissues inside me.
    "You feel so good, Lily. So fucking perfect."
    I was coming and crying, tears wetting my cheeks, cum coating my thighs as his strokes grew longer and harder. I bucked against him, froze at the same time he did. Our bodies thawing in a flash to slam against one another in unison. Another freeze, another flash and then my pussy began to convulse. His cum gushed from him, the pulsing squirts of his climax following one after the other, my tissues so swollen and sensitive I could feel each ripple of liquid through his shaft.
    He drew a hard breath in and then his hips slowly rocked side to side as he gazed into my eyes, waiting until he saw the last jolt of my orgasm run through me before he stopped thrusting.
    Hovering over me in exhaustion, he pulled out and sat on the side of the bed for a second. Rolling toward him, I placed my palm against the small of his back and watched his expression from the corner of my eye.
    He blinked a couple of times, his top and bottom lip rolling against one another. I had never seen him do that before. My brain ran through half a dozen
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