2 comments/ 46000 views/ 3 favorites A BBW Story 01 By: me_akron This is only one of three stories devoted to the larger ladies... Bless you all. There are no arms on the narrow straight-backed chair. I'm sitting nude and I've just turned from the desk and I'm facing the door as you walk in and pause, study me and then slowly slide off your jacket. Next you unbutton your blouse and my cock is rising and eager for you. In a moment your short skirt with the side zipper will follow. Skirt and blouse cannot hide your full body. Your breasts are large and ripe with exciting cleavage and a valley that separates and intrigues. Your skirt is just low enough to be at the edge of your full bottom and when you lean forward it slides up exposing ample, full and delicious cheeks. You lower the zipper and let the skirt skim down your hips and thighs, caressing them and yet clinging as it slides to pool at your feet. Your pale blue transparent panties rivet my attention and I can just make out the thin red fur beneath them at the juncture of full, inviting thighs. Your arms reach behind and your hands reach up to unclasp the bra. I watch as the pressure restraining your breasts is slowly released and they burgeon forth and you catch the cups at the side and let the shoulder straps fall. Watching my eager lips, you notice my tongue wet them in anticipation. Slowly the bra is allowed to drop and then is discarded with the skirt and blouse. Only your shoes and panties remain. The blue of the panties contrasts sharply with the fair skin of your body. Whiter breasts seem to call me. They're tipped like cherries on a mound of whipped cream, pale pink cherries of the sweetest kind. You step forward a few paces and stand mere feet away as your hands slide inside the waistband of your panties and you kick off your shoes. You begin a slow slide for life, lowering the clingy, frail transparent covering over your hips and bend forward as you slide them to your knees. Your breasts now cascade before me and I could reach them if I wasn't already mesmerized. You straighten and raise one leg and hook a toe in the waistband to drag it down to your ankles and stand on it as you raise the other leg and pull it free. Your red hair is beautiful in the daylight of the room and your pussy is exquisite and more revealing with each movement. Again my lips are moistened by eager tongue and my cock seems ready to burst. Already my balls are beginning to swell with my need. Three quick steps and you are straddling my knees and you stoop only slightly to lift me and place my pulsing member against my abs and move closer to trap it in position against your mons. Your pussy is even with my chest as you begin to move it slowly across me and I feel the trailing dampness that always excites me. I can smell your scent strong, sweet and close. Your breasts are at eye height and a nipple nudges my eyelid as I reach upward and pull it into my eager mouth. You have been perspiring slightly from the jacket and your nipples are moist. They're delicious and delicate to my tongue as I inhale one and pin the other with my thumb and finger. Your nipples respond and grow firm as I slowly close my teeth and clamp with my fingers. I try to maintain an even pressure between bite and clamp while increasing it until I see you respond and reach for my head. Your hands pull me tight against your breasts and eagerly force your breast against my mouth. Your nipples are warming now. They're almost as warm as my mouth and one is covered with the wetness of my tongue as you begin a slow slide downward. I feel your body sliding over my cock in a slow tease and reminder of what is coming soon. I feel your wet pussy gliding smoothly down and through the dark hair that runs from my nipples across my abs and down to the base of my manhood. Now the first, faint touch of your wetness has reached my head and you stop teasing me in slow up and down slides. I can feel your lips, open and soft. My head travels under the fleshy hood over your clit and I too can feel the electricity being generated within us. You sigh and release a soft moan quieter than my own. Your body begins a slow hump of my head teasing and arousing your clit. You bring a hand down and tease yourself by pressing your clit against my head as your hips move and then gyrate. I lower one hand and place it above yours and push it harder against me as you move. Your wetness is warm on my fingers and soon they are fully moistened and you raise your self again and push my quivering member rearward to your entrance and play there a moment. You have a full hand trying to enclose me but your hand is small. You manage still to circle and tease and I can feel its pressure circling my head. You lower your hand further and your fingers slide under, cup and raise my balls as your wrist positions me and you slowly lower yourself around me. Your tight pussy is nearly always too much. I want to explode within you but it would spoil the game and I'm so much involved and enjoying you that I won't. As you toy me deeper and your hips circle I begin to raise myself off the seat with each movement while I try to penetrate you further than you're ready to go. You curve your back and lower your head and I taste your lips and then feel your tongue enter me. It is alive and your kiss only inflames me more. I need the depth of your pussy. I need to feel you completely, deeply around me. I want to feel your pussy stretch as I enter. Suddenly you seem to straighten and position yourself and then you drop onto me deep and fast, very hard. Your entire body comes to life and I'm surprised and it's a moment before I respond. By this time I can feel your depth, your Labia caressing my head. You begin the long deep strokes that you know will distract me and cause me a rapid climax. You raise until I'm almost out and then drop again and again. Just before I erupt, I reach out to your waist and hold you down hard around me. The only movement you can make is the gyration in your hips. I hold you down tight as I slide you left, far until I'm nearly out. Then I return you and continue to the other side. I'm sliding not raising but the effect is the same. My cock is stroking within you and each time when you are directly above me you are at maximum depth. My length and your depth are a perfect match as they always have been. I feel your body tighten and your breath is being taken in gasps as I relent and stop. This drives you wild and eager for more and you begin to thrash wildly. You stand and drop and I hear you shout that it's time. I take your hips again and feed you my cock as you turn control over to me. I feel you rigid as you cum and I let you know that I'm there too and thank you as I try to drive my cock up and out through your throat. I raise my wet finger and press it into your mouth and you move forward and kiss me. You trap that wet finger and I taste the sweetness of your cum as the final tide of my climax slips over the shore and finishes filling you. You settle and sit on me as I feel your body quiver and your pussy spasm around me. Already our juices are escaping down my thighs and onto the chair as I hold you tight with my lips against your cheek. A BBW Story 02 This is only the second of three stories devoted to the larger ladies... Bless you all * She's my mate. I looked long and hard until I found her. I went out with every willing gal I found, and I found out a lot that folks don't tell you about. I feel that I could write a book on selecting the right gal and it's been a long study. Some gals that a guy should eliminate are those with excessive egos or those excessively critical. Discard those that are mean and vindictive and those harboring excessive jealousy next. Stay away from those always talking about a past lover or husband and that includes good or bad things. Party girls and those with a substance problem should be next. A constant Mama's or Poppa's girl isn't worth it. The list isn't complete and hasn't even mentioned bad habits and the unclean. However, I don't want you to think you now know how to select a mate from such meager information because there are also things that you think you know and are probably working against you. If you're looking through rose-colored glasses then you should lose them! Quickly! Never look down or away from a gal because of her looks. Looks are physical and include height, weight and cover-girl prettiness. Sense of humor, mutual interest and intelligence are far more important. My favorite chair is old, scratched, discolored, and even has a few tears in the upholstery. No one else wants to sit in it and I love that part. It is comfortable, brings back memories and is mine. It is clean and well constructed. I've refilled the cushion a few times because what is a chair for? It is to sit in and after awhile it needs loving care and attention. One day I may fix the scratches and even mend the tears but right now it serves my every need and I have no intention of ever discarding it It's been a warm night and we slept on top of the sheet and left the cover folded at the foot of the bed. We also slept nude which is normal for us. I was awake an hour ago and have been in that twilight area before sleep since. I felt her move and knew she was awake now. I kept my eyes closed but I was instantly aroused and my arousal would be apparent when she looked down. I'm not as sensitive to heat and cold as she is and I knew that she'd pull up the sheet soon. It was about five fifteen and the morning sky was just beginning to lighten outside when she sat up and paused before pulling the sheet up. She has this uncanny ability. Somehow she covers herself and then with one sweep of her arm the sheet sails over me and billows. Then as the air slowly escapes and the sheet settles, her hand swings down slowly with it, so softly that I can barely feel it as it closes perfectly around my erection. She never misses and I always wait for it. I long for it to the point where I've thought of opening my eyes to see how she does it but that would ruin my morning game. After all I'm asleep with a hard-on. She plays with me in her half-asleep mode for a few minutes and then she warms even further. We each have that early morning randiness that is so much fun and today is a special day... the start of a weekend. We can play and be at ease as we satisfy a week's longing. I know the next thing in the mornings pleasures will be her rolling onto her tummy and swapping hands so that she can play with two of her other friends. Oh! That always feels good and I love the way she rolls the thinness of my scrotum, my pouch, between her thumb and finger. As she uses the pad of one finger to slowly circle the ridge around my head. At this point I'll usually move my hips a bit in comfort and perhaps let out a satisfied sigh. I think she listens for that sigh and I won't wait too long. Now she's moved both hands to circle me and begin a slow teasing stroke with the fingers of one continuing up and over the sensitive skin of my head. She circles the opening several times as the other hand is returning and then she sits up and pulls the sheet over her head and lowers her face over me. To some guys it may only be a blowjob but never with her. What she does is an art that she's developed for me and I love it all. She pulls me over and lets my stiffness swing me back to center several times. I think she may be gauging my stiffness but perhaps she just enjoys it for what it is. It's my gauge of desire for her even in my sleep. Next she moistens my head and blows a cooling breath over it and begins a slow massage with her tongue. She runs her tongue down and around as her fingers hold my head. When she reaches the bottom she'll blow softly into the dark brown hair that is always there. With my shaft fully moistened she wraps my shaft in her hands and attends more fully to my head. Here she has a soft art cultivated as she moistens it and then begins following its contours with her palm. It's soft at first and slowly firms as a surging tease to one of the most sensitive parts of my body. At times she has used a sheet or the smoothness of a silken nightie and it is almost equally as arousing. It would be very easy to climax to this if it continued long enough. Her tongue follows again and its tip circles and will eventually pause and tease the most tender area immediately under and behind my head. This will always elicit a response from me when awake or asleep. This morning it is my hand that travels down and cups her head and pulls it down as her mouths opens around me. I'm still 'asleep' as I moan softly and begin a soft snore. Her tongue will remain outside and she won't begin to suck, yet! Instead her mouth will slip around it and her will tongue provide the soft wet slide that guides me. As her head returns she will curve her tongue in and tease that soft underside again. As my interest grows my body will respond eagerly in my sleep and my hips will thrust forward as my cock pulses and swells. This buildup is her method of foreplay and I've always become strongly aroused. She seems priapic at times and I have no complaint. A few more strokes and she withdraws her slide and cups it under my head as her lips close and seal around it and she provides the vacuum... the suck... that will eventually pull everything from within me and drain me more completely than I would otherwise have achieved by ejaculation alone. I can feel the sensation as she uses her throat muscles and tongue to caress and stroke as their combined strength compresses my head slightly. And then I feel her throat close around my head and the momentary pleasure as throat muscles tease and stroke before retracting and repeating. Any man can tell you the pleasures of deep throat and every woman can tell you the effort required to develop the skill completely. In our case she had spent hours and suffered many sore muscles and stretched throat cartilage working on this talent until she could control me nearly completely. The description may make it sound gruesome but we both enjoy the pleasure now the same as I suspect all successful couples do after achieving it. Possibly too frequently I'll let her continue at this and justify my action by knowing that my next climax will not be so quick and I'll be able to pleasure her much longer. This morning however, amidst my pleasured moans, I force her away and pull her up and kiss her. She seems to want to return, but I resist and stack my pillow on hers and push her back in an almost sitting recline. As I return to my kiss I lower my hand to a soft proud full breast and caress it with my palm before closing my fingers on a swollen hard nipple. I've learned there are times when gentleness first works best and other times when firmness excels. I seem to feel the need for gentleness first this morning and it may be the sweetness of her lips and softness of her tongue against mine but I yield to that need. It is almost an echo of her own response as I fondle the nipple and then wet her with my tongue before placing my lips around it and kneading its fullness. Soon I have circled and teased and then pull it into my mouth and lave it. I suckle it awhile as my other hand has found the other breast before moving to it and lowering my hand to her tummy. She calls herself fat and enjoys showing me how soft and ample her tummy is but I love its fullness and its softness. I wouldn't change her for any gift. Slowly I rub her tummy and circle it knowing in a moment that I will lower my face and caress it with my cheek before continuing to my ultimate destination further below. I feel a quick shiver through her body; a pleasured response and Goosebumps appear as I tease her tummy and navel. Her hands are in my hair and she is sighing deeply in pleasure as she works her fingers through it. I've known others that have great pleasure playing with hair and it isn't strange to me. Finally I'm on my way and my lips and cheek slip lower and enjoy the caress of her soft skin. Her warm generous mons waits fully covered in the finest short fur as my lips work. At last I'm there and I catch the strength of her sweetest scent through tongue and nose. I rub my lips through it and finally extend my tongue and catch a small amount of moisture. The taste drives me quickly lower and I force my tongue between her sweet generous lips. I lap her sweetness for moments and then curl my tongue up and under her ample hood. For a large girl she has a small sensitive clitoris that mirrors her need much as my own is manifest in my penis. She is already firm, but still grows quickly at my touch. At times she lets me lay nestled between her luscious thighs and at others she wants all the exercise of her need. This morning it's my pleasure to exercise. Her back slowly arches as it pushes her closer to me and is coupled with a mild twist and growing lateral motion. With each firmed swipe of my tongue she grows more energetic, more involved and dedicated. Soon her hips are swirling and thrusting quick and hard. She seems to withdraw and as I follow her into this ambush she suddenly reverses and drives forward hard pinning my tongue and chin, She is hot now and verging on release as I move my fingers lower and begin to stretch and expand her as I probe. Her release is sweeter and more generous than before and her rhythmic movement pauses only a moment. I am here for her and want to please her again and again before our coupling. She pushes and urges me to swing around so that she might enjoy me, too. It is only a moment and we're in position as I can feel her hands and lips hungry for me. I have no doubt of her interest, but I have my mission to follow as I settle again into position and spread her thighs wide and raise her knees. In this position she cannot place a leg over my shoulder but she can roll on her side and cross a leg over around my head. My cheek is resting on the softness of her inner thigh and the other cheek is being caressed by its sister as I resume. My cock is seized in the pleasure of her mouth and I'm well lubricated as I stretch my hips and thrust slowly to enjoy the favor she offers. It is almost enough to distract me... but the distraction is momentary as I return each offering. I feel her thighs tighten and the grip around my face is secure as she begins a slow necessary hump of my mouth. This time I help her along with a real massage of her pussy... beginning at the deep opening as I spread and circle it rigorously. My fingers are lubricated and I can feel her strength gripping them as I enter and begin stroking... and feeling as I look for each signal of her body as I approach her pleasure spot. She's moaning and then her body is wildly thrashing... driving into and against me as she stops, screams my name and climaxes... She gushes love fluid and I hurry to clean her. My cock has been forgotten and her pleasure was long as she slowly settles again and I let her relax as I turn to kiss.... my face and lips already wet with her. Her morning spanking will wait a few more minutes. A BBW Story 03 This is the third of three stories devoted to the larger ladies... Bless you all * She'd flown last night and the flight had been routed over western Nevada and Arizona and then a slow turn toward the city. Over that terrain and that late in the settling evening the only thing visible was desert and not much else. When she'd landed and collected thing and arrived at the airport limousine service it was already dark. It was almost sixty miles further north before the limousine pulled up to the hotel's lobby entrance. She'd checked in and gone straight to her room without dinner. I called about an hour later and I must've wakened her from a nap or possibly she was already in bed. She said the flight was nice and the area seemed bleak. We talked a bit more and as usual I told her how horny I was feeling. She'd surprised me by telling me that she was feeling that way too and was looking forward to finally meeting me in person. I could have picked her up to stay at my place but she wanted to see how we got along before committing. The next morning I was up early and filled a large paper bag and stashed stuff in the BMW and put the top down. I know an old world delicatessen nearby that makes the best of everything... and I had a wicker basket and a large Gingham towel to line it. I filled the cooler with ice at the station, filled the gas and put a bottle of light wine and four plastic bottles of Diet Coke into the ice. At the Deli I managed two loaves of fresh unsliced bread, freshly fried chicken, some great sliced deli meats, two types of salad, a small jar of honey ambrosia, condiments and a great fresh fruit pie... strawberry for desert. I even added some chocolates. When I got to the hotel she was out front and was dressed to knock my eyes out. She wore a kind of wrap dress cut just above the knees. The wrap looked as if would come off with a gentle tug and there were no sleeves but tiny shoulder straps. Her breasts were full and the valley between them seemed deep and inviting. She wore a dainty shoe that also looked like it could be used in walking. Her full hips were accentuated by the wrap and her long hair was held in back by a clasp. She had two large pockets in front and it looked as if she might be carrying only a small wallet. I stared open mouthed and she smiled as she approached and whispered that I was embarrassing her... and she loved it. I had picked wisely! She was every bit a woman... and my mind warped back to last night when she said she was horny. Her hair matched her complexion perfectly. I opened the door and kissed her cheek before holding her hand as she lowered herself into the seat and swung her legs inside and stretched them out. I watched fascinated as she smoothed the hem and it was so short when she was seated that I could enjoy much of her inner thigh. She bunched the material between her legs and looked up at me and smiled when she noticed where I was staring. I was more than a little unsettled as I walked around the car and got in. I'd left the engine running and shifted into first and we were gone... leaving the guests and doorman gawking in admiration. I handed her a large scarf I'd brought for her hair and she put it on. I pulled onto the highway and headed north. Within minutes we were passing variegated sandstone and each block's size seemed to increase as they drove. I took it just past ninety and held it there as we began to enter red and white mixed in with yellow and white sandstone. Soon we were on a winding road that climbed into the hills and came to our first real trees. We passed through them and entered the pines. Ten miles further we were near the spot I'd picked. I turned off a small dirt road and wound through the trees perhaps another five miles. We saw no one after leaving the highway and very few while driving up on the highway. It was late in season and we'd already had a few thunderstorms up here. Today was beautiful. The sky was a beautiful blue with just a few towering thunderheads around the horizon. The clouds were majestic and the purest white. The trees were dense and soon a small stream burbled along the road's edge. Another mile and I pulled back behind a stand of pines and parked. I kissed her then and felt myself come to life. I had studied her as I drove and occasionally a bit of breeze would catch her skirt about the same time she'd reach to hold on as we entered a curve. The skirt billowed against perfect unblemished skin and I was certain almost... that she was wearing no panties. Ninety miles an hour is perfect for window shopping. I got out of the car and helped her out before grabbing the stuff I'd prepared. I led her through fifty yards of dense trees and then the trees opened out onto a gently sloping lush green meadow with a sparkling mountain stream. The water was fresh, clear and cold from the melting snow a few miles higher. Still holding her hand I led her up to the stream and kneeled for a handful of water and brought it up to her lips. I teased her about wading in it and turned to set my baggage down. When I turned she'd taken off her shoes and was stepping into it. I rushed to her and took her hand. She almost fell and then I explained how deep some of these streams are and how fast the water is actually moving... much faster than it appears at a glance. All of the water form this narrow stream widened a few yards further. The stream there was more than ten feet wide and still more than a foot deep. People lose their footing from the slick rocks as well as the strength of current. Still she smiled and waded in water well above her knees for a few minutes until her feet were numb with cold. I helped her up the small bank, picked up her shoes and escorted her back to where I'd dumped the stuff. I pulled out a waterproof tarp and spread it and then two thin blankets. Finally I drove a tent peg into the ground at opposite corners. She asked about the tent pegs but I wasn't ready to disclose all my secrets yet. She hadn't eaten breakfast and it was approaching one in the afternoon so I helped her sit down and then let her open the basket and chest to select what she'd like. I'd forgotten some very important stuff and ran back to the car for it while was getting ready. When I returned with a large paper bag she explained there were no plates or utensils. Voila! I handed them to her and before she could continue I pulled something else from the bag. I kneeled next to her and removed the cap. It had taken me a week to find it because I guess most people don't use it, but I'd finally found it and had it shipped in overnight . As I poured some into my palm she asked what it was. I held it to her to smell and she said it smelled good but wanted to know what it was. I asked her to taste it and she was unsure for a moment but gave in and put her tongue into my palm as she looked up at me. The view of her smile, her cleavage, her moist pink tongue and I was ready for anything. I really wanted her. She tasted it and said it was delicious but still wanted to know about it. I moved forward and applied it to her shoulders and then pushed her back and applied more to her face, neck ears and arms. She asked if it would draw insects and I told her it was guaranteed not to. She took the bottle from my hand and read the label. It was flavored edible oil with a high screen blocker PF against ultraviolet rays and sunburns. She smiled and said thanks. I asked her if I shouldn't put some on her legs also and possibly her cleavage. She smiled and said that she'd been wondering when I was going to get to that. I was a bit embarrassed at being so transparent but the way she said it and her smile told me it was okay. I started with her feet and worked up her ankles and calves. When I got to her knees she pulled the dress slowly up as I worked. Her skin was finer than velvet and delicious to my gaze and my feel. I paused and leaned forward and kissed her thigh just above her knee. When I looked up she'd pulled the hem above her waist and she was wearing nothing beneath. Her mons was lightly covered with a sparse short fur. She sometimes shaved but after making our plans she'd decided to let it grow. I moved more slowly and my eyes darted from the invitation of her thighs to her eyes and wet lips and returned again and again. Finally I was almost there as I smoothed the lotion between her thighs and then along the outside of her lips and across her mons. Her eyes were closed and a small keening moan escaped her lips. I continued oiling and massaging her tummy and then asked her to open the wrap so I didn't get the oil on her dress. She obliged me by removing it and folding it into a corner of the blanket. It was my first true view of her body. She was magnificent as a larger lady and wore no bra. Every part of her fit and accented every other part. Her nipples were rigid in the warm air and only a touch of breeze. She'd taken off the scarf and left it on the seat in the car and her hair lay as a perfect frame around her face and shoulders. I'd stopped applying lotion long enough to savor and drink of her and now I hurried. I didn't want any part of her burned from the sun at this altitude. It takes a far shorter time to burn at altitude than at sea level. I coated her tummy and tasted it and investigated her navel. I prolonged my reach for her breasts as long as I could but eventually I had to give in and touch those majestic accents to her beauty. I've never seen more perfect breasts. They are large and precisely formed with cherries of invitation at each peak. I poured extra lotion and began. She moaned at every touch, every movement of my fingers and every kiss from my lips. Soon I raised her arms and applied lotion under each and she giggled from the tickle. I rolled her over and began working down from her shoulders while still massaging as I traveled. When I got to her waist I straddled her back and used both hands to massage it and then her hips and her cheeks. I loved the roundness of her bottom and my member was rigid and feeling neglected. It wanted. I wanted her more than any gal I'd been with. I spread her cheeks and ran lubricated fingers between them and across her rosebud. She seemed to raise her hips against my fingers as I crossed it and so I returned and circled it, massaging the oil deeply before proceeding onward to her pussy. This time I covered the area outside her lips, but I also entered and coated her inside and as she spread her legs and then pulled one knee forward I reached under and found her clit. I circled it and her moan was loud and I continued and finally I closed my finger and thumb around it and stroked it lightly. She was rigid and vocal as she thanked me and told me how much she needed it. By this time I'd nearly climaxed several times without being touched. I continued down the back of her thighs and slowly drew to depressing close. She was protected and I dutifully moved off her back. I still sat on my knees staring and appreciating when she turned her head, opened her eyes and smiled. She thanked me and reached lazily to my jeans. She touched me and I wondered briefly if she felt any of the pent up desire that I felt. Her hand closed on me through the jeans and she licked her lips and sat up. She wanted to put lotion on me next and I explained that I was accustomed to the sun and had a solid tan. She agreed and then reminded me what I'd told her about burning swiftly at altitude as she took the bottle from me. She pushed me onto my back and insisted that I open the large western buckle on my belt as she tried to remove my boots. Eventually I hooked a toe on the back of the boot and helped her. It felt good to be out of the boots and to loosen that buckle. She busied herself now at opening each button and spreading my fly. She reached in under the white briefs and found me hard and stretched. She closed her eyes and licked her lips and released me. She opened each of the tiny western buttons on my shirt and peeled it back and then worked to remove it and my tee shirt. I helped and then she returned to the jeans. She moved to her knees between my legs and grabbed both briefs and jeans and pulled them down. Jeans are sometimes tight and I had to assist them over my ass as she pulled them the rest of the way off. She left my socks on and whistled as she stared at my manhood and then picked up one leg and crossed it over the other before flipping me onto my tummy. She repeated nearly everything as I'd done it except she was nude and I kept turning to get a better look. Each time it seemed I needed only a moment and I wanted to refresh my vision of her. She reached my ass and rubbed it while commenting how narrow and strong my hips were. She told me that she loved men with tiny firm asses. As she spread my cheeks and repeated the oiling across my own rosebud... I tightened up. She pulled her hand back and slapped my cheek hard and told me not to tighten up. It was difficult but finally I managed to release long enough for her to finish. She reached under as she bent over. Her breasts were naked and hot against my ass, her arms firm around my hips and her hands closed on my cock and balls. She kissed my back as she fondled me and stroked my hard as I turned very slightly to my side. She must've sensed how close I was as she abruptly sat up and slapped my ass twice. I settled quickly and she continued. When she'd finished my shoulders, neck and ears she asked me to roll over on my back again. I did and she kissed me. She covered my face and neck and then my chest. Her fingers toyed with my nipples and she kissed them several times. She drew them into her mouth the way I had hers and she bit them gently. When she was at my waist my manhood was throbbing and must have been purple with my need. She turned around and swung one knee over me and straddled my chest as she worked lower. From this vantage point I could see her her ass and pussy and feel my urge all the way through my crotch. I brought my arms out from under her and then spread her cheeks as I leaned forward and traced from her back down and across and then scooted myself lower as I pulled her thighs back toward me. Momentarily she raised one knee and brought it back and then the other knee until she could lower herself to my hungry tongue and lips. As I pulled her hips down to my face her hands closed around me and I could feel the oil as her hands slid along me. I used my chin to pull her hood back and finally reach her clit with my mouth. Her mouth closed on my head at nearly the same instant and we each moaned in the pleasure of the moment. She pulled back and whispered that I was even larger than I'd told her. She said that she hoped it would be okay as she returned and I felt her mouth tight on me as she began to bob and seemed to slowly surround me. Finally she had my head fully surrounded and I heard her giggling at her success. I paused to for an instant and whispered that she was far sweeter than she'd told me and returned to my work. Usually my oral can draw a lady away from what she's doing but this time I was so aroused after such a lengthy period and tease that although I tried I couldn't do it. Perhaps ten minutes of the most beautiful oral I'd participated in and I was almost ready to cum when I heard her announce that she was. I drove my tongue in deep and stroked her as my fingers worked her clit. I've learned a little about a lady's g-spot and know that some ladies can cum hard from it. She dropped her pussy to my face and ground my chin against her pubic bone and I knew she was going to cum. The news was so exciting that when she did and I tasted that first splash around my tongue and on my face... it was the trigger that cause me to ride up and over, I spilled forth again and again and she attempted to follow me as I followed her. I'd never been certain that two people could climax that way, together from oral but now I knew. I cleaned as much and as quickly as I could and my head fell back against the blankets. She'd collapsed over me and was slower in getting her breath back. Her breasts even during my recovery were sweet, hot and pleasant against me. And I was fully aware of her body the entire time. Eventually she crawled away and lay down as I turned and lay beside her. I held her, kissed her and thanked her. I thanked her for being herself, for being here, for being with me and letting me. Her finger came to my mouth and she shushed me and then kissed me. A short fifteen minute nap and I was awake. As I sat up she did too and we had lunch. Her taste was still in my mouth and it was the sweetest lunch I'd ever had. When dinner was complete I brought out the strawberry pie. We'd only have a small piece now but she cut it and put some on each plate. I hardly touched mine as she ate hardily. When she'd finished she asked if I wasn't hungry and I showed her that I was as I pushed her back on the blanket and spooned the cream over her breasts and placed a large strawberry on each. I ate one berry and cleaned a breast, but when I came to the second I picked it up between my lips and shared it with her. I used a finger to swipe a spoonful of cream from her nipple and gave it to her. Now we kissed long and we explored. When finished I put my arms over my head as I lay down again. I ignored her and feigned sleep for awhile. When I heard her slow soft breathing beside me I opened an eye and studied her. She was asleep with her arms mimicking mine. Quietly I sat up and reached for the small bag that I'd placed inside the paper one under everything else. I removed one thickly padded Velcro strap and bound her wrists together and then wrapped another around one ankle. I removed two pieces of nylon cord and fastened her wrists to one of the tent stakes I'd driven earlier and then crawled down and secured just the one ankle to the opposing stake. I managed to slide the center of the blindfold under head and gently lay it across her eyes and snap the Velcro shut. If she hadn't been so tired from the travel and our exercise earlier she might have wakened, but she didn't. Now I removed three small fine camel's hair brushes and began to tease her. It may sound cruel but she'd written a story about it and we'd discussed her fantasy before. I'd warned her that I might act it out for her some day and she'd laughed. She may have been expecting it but probably not this soon or in this place. I'd read her story enough to nearly memorize it and began to follow along the plot. I gently raised her free leg over my shoulder and then put one arm around it and reached up to tickle one delicious nipple with a brush. Her body twitched and a soft sleepy moan was music in my ears. I moved to the other nipple and noticed her arm try to react and then relax. I continued teasing and she smiled in her sleep. I moved the brush to her tummy and circled her navel again and again. Finally I lowered the brush to her mons and stroked it and watched her move. Her face seemed to indicate she might be waking but with the mask in place I couldn't see her eyes. Her lower lip pulled back and her upper teeth seemed to grip it. I slowly spread her lips and lifted the hood and teased her clit with the brush. She was awake now and moaning so I paused and then brought the wet brush to her lips and painted them. I was in position and so I held my cock just below the head and smoothed it over her clit while pausing occasionally to enjoy it myself. Slowly I lowered my grip and pushed it between her lips. I didn't enter her pussy but just her lips. I wet myself thoroughly as her moisture increased and then I moved back and kissed those lips. I felt so aroused that I did more than kiss and then I stopped and abruptly lowered her leg and moved aside. I sat unmoving for minutes before she finally asked what I was doing and where I'd gone. A BBW Story 03 I removed my camera from the bag and took some delicious pictures. The camera is silent and she wasn't aware that I'd taken them. I raised her free knee and held her lips open with one hand and took another. Then I moved up to kneel next to her head and brought my still wet cock to her lips. It was like heaven again having her lick and tease me and try to take me in and I took pictures of everything. I moved to straddle her waist again and laid my cock between her beautiful breasts and took more pictures and then used one hand to move a breast and partially surround it as I took more pictures. I slid it forward to tease her lips and she kissed it and then licked it and finally closed her mouth around me and I had photos of all of it. Finally I had to set the camera down and let her continue. She took me deep and I felt her throat muscles teasing me until I could stand no more. I had removed something else from the bag besides the camera. I had ordered a smaller vibrator and installed fresh batteries last night. Now, I picked up the sun screening lotion and oiled it. I moved down her body and between her knees again. I returned her leg over my shoulder and then I teased only a moment before entering her. I teased her with my cock. I backed away and lifted her leg high enough that I could spread her cheeks and see her rosebud. I teased it with my finger by circling and tapping and as I did I added more lotion as a lube. Finally I lifted the vibrator and slowly inserted it. I left the switch off and slowly stroked her with it. She was biting her lip again as I stopped and repositioned. This time I circled and slowly entered her pussy. I tried my best to arouse her to a new high and probed as I worked and remained sensitive to each movement of her beautiful nude body below me. I was entering her sideways because of the way I held her free leg over my shoulder and slowly I began entering further. When it seemed her arousal was highest I had to bend and turn my body in a manner I'd never tried before as I found the knob on the vibrator and turned it on. Instantly she responded and her hips jumped and pulsed and drove against me. Her moan increased to a moment's scream that might have terrified anyone around and then she settled into the wildest fuck I'd ever enjoyed. The leg over my shoulder tightened so hard that for a moment I wasn't certain that I could hold her and then she began using it as an aide. She called my name and asked me to keep it up and to give her more. Her gyrating leg gave me a clue to the rhythm she wanted and I drove hard and deep. Finally I her scream that she was going to cum again and I grabbed her hips and pulled her into me the hardest and deepest I could get just as she began to shake violently and I heard a stuttering sound from deep within her. Again we came together and I filled her. As my cum first entered I felt her shudder and then she was asking me to do it again and she began to milk me with her muscles. I don't know how many times I shot into her but each time was the best and slowly I was exhausted of everything within me and I slowed to a stop and waited until she'd released me. I rolled away and down and lay there for a few minutes as we settled our breathing. Finally I heard my name being called and when I answered she reminded me of the bonds and the vibrator still running. Afterwards we lay in the sun awhile and then I took her to the stream and slowly washed her entire body and dried her. I didn't actually realize how cold that stream was until she started washing me. To me it had been a perfect afternoon as we started packing things. We dressed and as I was pulling the last stake out of the ground a fleeting thunderstorm hit, or at least I thought it was fleeting. We picked up everything glanced around to be sure we had it all and dashed for the trees. We slowed down a bit through the protection of the thick trees overhead but when I saw the car I ran forward and threw the stuff inside and put up the top. We were more than a bit wet as I took the stuff she'd carried and helped her inside. I reached over and took a towel off the back seat and dried her the best I could as the engine warmed and the heater began to fill the car. We necked and talked for another ten minutes and then I pulled away and headed back. The storm was heavy and more than a few minutes. It may be that it was blowing the same way we were headed and we'd ended up beneath it all the way or it may have been a huge thunder cell. Regardless we watched the lightning and listened to the thunder rolling across the desert. The sight was awesome and wonderful. I had just entered the lowlands and was passing through a dip in the road when I glanced to my right and saw a three or four foot wall of water coming at us down from a gully in the hills. I was only doing about forty and hit the accelerator. We'd just cleared the dip when the water hit the road. That much water would have carried the BMW a long ways and might have rolled us over. I stared into the mirror at the white water behind us. She had missed what I'd seen coming but when she turned around and looked to the rear her face was white and excited. I pretended that these things happened to me all the time, a fake bravado that she spotted instantly and then I was more careful as I drove home. When we got there I asked if she wanted to stay or go back to the hotel. She wanted to stay. I asked if she wanted to call and check out and she said that she already had this morning and they were holding her baggage for pickup tomorrow. I smiled and kissed her. The bed was warm and comfortable that evening. The company and sex were perfect, the afternoon had been, too and that includes the drive home. We experimented all night and the next day.