Riding Curves

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Authors: Christa Wick
Tags: Erótica, Contemporary Erotic Romance, BBW, rubenesque, plussize, voluptuous
my
cheek.
    "Never," I answered. I didn't know
whether I should be embarrassed by what my body had
done.
    "Baby, I want to make you do that
every time," he groaned, pivoting his hips to position the head of
his cock against my pussy. He extended his arms until his upper
torso hovered above me, just our legs and the naughty bits making
any contact.
    I curled my hands around his biceps
and lifted my hips just a fraction in anticipation.
    "It's a good thing you're all
shadows," he murmured. "I couldn't control myself seeing all these
lush curves, your skin flushed and shining."
    He wedged the tip against the opening
of my sheath and gave the barest push. "I wouldn't be able to take
it slow."
    I brought my knees up to press against
his hips, urging him on. He sank a little deeper, the widest
diameter of his cock stretching the tight rim of muscle. Another
push and he breached the entrance. My pussy snapped shut around the
head.
    We moaned in unison and then he pulled
back, breached me again to penetrate a fraction deeper. I pressed
my palms flat against the hard plates of his chest. My fingers
curled in need, my nails digging into his flesh as I raised my hips
and swiveled. I dipped, ready to thrust up and impale myself, but
he pushed first, spearing me hard and fast. My ass hit the mattress
and then I slammed my hips up to meet his.
    He pushed me down, his weight fully on
me as he took up a slow grind broken intermittently by a hard, deep
stroke. Every push all the way in felt like a hot brand searing my
flesh, marking me as his for all time.
    My pussy squeezed at his shaft. I
wrapped my legs around his hips, locked my ankles and gripped his
lower body to me. Slipping his forearm beneath my ass, he cinched
me tightly to him as the bed started to protest our thrusts and
heavy grinds.
    "You're so tight, Cece. So fucking
tight." He kissed me hard on the mouth, his tongue invading me. "I
can feel you flutter around my cock."
    Squeezing my thighs, I drew myself
tighter to Aiden's body. He filled me, stretching my pussy. I could
feel the press of his flat stomach against my clit, the motion of
our bodies making it slide between my labia, teasing me inside and
out. I couldn't breathe properly. I just kept sucking in air, my
eyes growing wider with each intake. It left me all at once in a
long shuddering moan that I couldn't hold in. My sheath clenched
wildly around him, my muscles rolling up and down his shaft as my
climax pulsed throughout my pussy, from the tight rim of muscle at
its beginning to deep up inside my lower gut.
    He panted, no longer slow fucking me
but pumping hard in and out, his pace furious as I clenched tighter
and tighter and started to groan. His mouth came down on mine,
muting but not silencing the sounds of the intense pleasure running
through me. And then he froze, his entire body immobile except for
the rhythmic twitch of his cock inside me as he came. I squeezed,
roll my hips, milking his shaft as he started to tremble against
me.
    His strokes resumed until they gently
ground to a halt and he broke the kiss.
    He rested his forehead against my
shoulder, our breathing slowly returning to normal as we listened
-- hearts thundering against one another -- to the sounds of the
house.
    My dad's snore rumbled through the
living room, its valleys filled by the soft whistles of my mom.
Softly laughing, Aiden kissed my throat. We both knew there would
be time enough to face my parents as a couple, but at that moment
we were relieved to have gone undiscovered.
    ********************
    Come Sunday morning, forever started
to feel like the fairytale it was. Shortly before dawn, Aiden
kissed me chastely on the forehead, grabbed his clothes and headed
for the bathroom. The early departure wasn't unusual. Even my
trusting, good-natured father would have been highly suspicious if
Aiden wasn't ready to take the boat out fishing at the butt crack
of dawn.
    The kiss, on other hand, deflated my
expectations. Waking next to Aiden in

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