Life in the Fast Lane: A BBW Erotic Novella (Western Romance, Billionaire Cowboy, Curvy Girls) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Cassie Laurent
Tags: Western, rough sex, Texas, alpha male, cowboy, Billionaire, ranch, BBW, Curvy, Big Girl, Big Beautiful Woman, Plus Size, rubenesque
fours, my curvy ass up in the air beckoning to him, tempting him to put himself inside me and give me a good, hard fucking. Now that I’d warmed up while riding him, I wanted it rough, deep and dirty. Would he oblige? Did he know what I wanted or was he going to make me beg for it?
Wyatt sidled up behind me and I felt him rubbing his cock against my wet slit, teasing my swollen lips before thrusting inside me, that fat head stretching my pussy and making way for his pulsing, girthy rod.
Having Wyatt inside me was pure ecstasy and quickly my mind was lost in delirium, and the hard rhythm of in and out, of powerful thrusts that sent his thighs slapping against the soft skin of my bodacious ass. He gave me a few light spanks, just what I’d anticipated. Then a little pull of my hair combined with a particularly powerful thrust. He sure knew how to treat a girl.
I pushed my face down into the pillow, my large, supple breasts touching the sheets of the bed as I arched my ass in the air, making it round as he held me by the hips, adding leverage to a series of rapid thrusts. With each stroke I felt him going deeper and deeper inside me, my pussy dripping wet, making it easy for him to get that cock in there, allowing us both to consummate our desire in the small, private bedroom of my cottage.
I reached a hand beneath me, my face still pressed into the pillow, muffling loud moans of bliss. Slowly, I started playing with my clit, then reached back and ran my hand over his balls as he continued to fuck me doggy-style, filling my pussy up with that big dick of his.
But the moment I started playing with myself I regretted it, because already I could feel an orgasm arising within the core of my body. I was so close, and as much as I looked forward to the intensity of climax, I didn’t want the night to be over so soon.
Now that the moment had arrived, I started begging him for it.
“Faster, faster . Harder, HARDER !” I screamed.
I wanted everything he had, wanted him to give it to me harder than before, wanting our fuck to be unique in its climactic appeal, as an expression of our mutual lust and desire. But soon my mouth wouldn’t even form the words to express my lust, and the only sounds that emitted were breathy moans of ecstasy that got louder and louder with each utterance.
His hands were still clasped around my waist as he fucked me, his thrusts still going deep, but slowing down, becoming gentler. I bounced my ass on him, clenching my pussy around his thick rod. With each stroke he applied a new, more determined pressure, bringing his fat head almost completely out of my pussy, increasing the friction that was the source of my pleasure.
And all of the sudden it was upon me, an unstoppable force, the blissful inevitability of climax. I was coming now, yelling “Yes, yes, yes!” as he continued to fuck me, wishing he’d come inside me so that I could feel that sticky, hot load filling up my little pussy.
I lay limp on the bed with Wyatt still fucking me hard, imagining the feeling of his cum as I was overcome by orgasm. But suddenly the intensity of the feeling became real. I didn’t have to imagine it anymore: I could feel his load exploding inside me , as he held his cock deep in my sweet pussy. I moaned loudly, pushing my face into the pillow to stifle my sounds of sexual rapture.
In time, he pulled out his cock and I rolled over on my back, looking up to see it glistening, slick with my juices mingled with his huge load. As he lay down on the bed, I brought my head over towards his cock, propping myself up with a hand on his thigh as I sucked at it, tasting his cum for the first time while I licked his shaft. I cupped his balls as I took him deep into my throat again, squeezing his shaft with my other hand to milk out every last drop of cum.
I looked up at him and saw a dirty wink. I smiled and lay back down beside him, feeling him wrap his arm around me as he pulled the covers over us. I lay there happy
Wyatt sidled up behind me and I felt him rubbing his cock against my wet slit, teasing my swollen lips before thrusting inside me, that fat head stretching my pussy and making way for his pulsing, girthy rod.
Having Wyatt inside me was pure ecstasy and quickly my mind was lost in delirium, and the hard rhythm of in and out, of powerful thrusts that sent his thighs slapping against the soft skin of my bodacious ass. He gave me a few light spanks, just what I’d anticipated. Then a little pull of my hair combined with a particularly powerful thrust. He sure knew how to treat a girl.
I pushed my face down into the pillow, my large, supple breasts touching the sheets of the bed as I arched my ass in the air, making it round as he held me by the hips, adding leverage to a series of rapid thrusts. With each stroke I felt him going deeper and deeper inside me, my pussy dripping wet, making it easy for him to get that cock in there, allowing us both to consummate our desire in the small, private bedroom of my cottage.
I reached a hand beneath me, my face still pressed into the pillow, muffling loud moans of bliss. Slowly, I started playing with my clit, then reached back and ran my hand over his balls as he continued to fuck me doggy-style, filling my pussy up with that big dick of his.
But the moment I started playing with myself I regretted it, because already I could feel an orgasm arising within the core of my body. I was so close, and as much as I looked forward to the intensity of climax, I didn’t want the night to be over so soon.
Now that the moment had arrived, I started begging him for it.
“Faster, faster . Harder, HARDER !” I screamed.
I wanted everything he had, wanted him to give it to me harder than before, wanting our fuck to be unique in its climactic appeal, as an expression of our mutual lust and desire. But soon my mouth wouldn’t even form the words to express my lust, and the only sounds that emitted were breathy moans of ecstasy that got louder and louder with each utterance.
His hands were still clasped around my waist as he fucked me, his thrusts still going deep, but slowing down, becoming gentler. I bounced my ass on him, clenching my pussy around his thick rod. With each stroke he applied a new, more determined pressure, bringing his fat head almost completely out of my pussy, increasing the friction that was the source of my pleasure.
And all of the sudden it was upon me, an unstoppable force, the blissful inevitability of climax. I was coming now, yelling “Yes, yes, yes!” as he continued to fuck me, wishing he’d come inside me so that I could feel that sticky, hot load filling up my little pussy.
I lay limp on the bed with Wyatt still fucking me hard, imagining the feeling of his cum as I was overcome by orgasm. But suddenly the intensity of the feeling became real. I didn’t have to imagine it anymore: I could feel his load exploding inside me , as he held his cock deep in my sweet pussy. I moaned loudly, pushing my face into the pillow to stifle my sounds of sexual rapture.
In time, he pulled out his cock and I rolled over on my back, looking up to see it glistening, slick with my juices mingled with his huge load. As he lay down on the bed, I brought my head over towards his cock, propping myself up with a hand on his thigh as I sucked at it, tasting his cum for the first time while I licked his shaft. I cupped his balls as I took him deep into my throat again, squeezing his shaft with my other hand to milk out every last drop of cum.
I looked up at him and saw a dirty wink. I smiled and lay back down beside him, feeling him wrap his arm around me as he pulled the covers over us. I lay there happy
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