4 comments/ 17176 views/ 5 favorites A Difference of Opinion By: Lady_Fiona I had agreed to meet him, still not fully trusting my own judgement, being big, in my eyes had always counted against me and I was always the first in with the fat jokes, a defence mechanism I had grown to hate. The logistics of getting away for the day had been a nightmare, but it was all organised and should go without a hitch, the family back to its status quo by the end of the day. My phone had been going non stop with messages. Every hour one came through telling me how much he was looking forward to it. He professed to adore women with curves, folds of stomach drove him nuts, he told me. He couldn't wait to get hold of me, to sink his fingers into my flesh. In the end I am not sure if it was flattery or curiosity that led to me saying yes, to see what drove men like this to desire women like me. We met on neutral territory, giving me room to make my excuses and leave if necessary. The bar was almost empty and he rose as I entered the room, smiling from ear to ear and looking me up and down. "Hello, can I get you a drink?" He said. "Yes please, an orange juice." I replied, desperately wanting something stronger. He made his way to the bar and I watched him as he went. Older than me but not by much, his hair greying but all in all, in good shape. I stopped myself suddenly, I was in no position to criticise anyone. I turned my head away. ** Standing at the bar, he gave the order and turned to look at her. She was conscious of her size trying hard to melt into a corner and not get in anyones way. He had spent almost three months talking to her, trying to persuade her to meet him, telling her how sexy he found her, she had the most lovely face and looked younger than she actually was. He could not wait to see what she was like under her clothes. He picked up the drinks and made his way back to the bar. "Here you go," he said, putting her drink in front of her and sitting down. "Thank you," She answered quietly, smiling nervously. ** Small talk passed between us and I started to relax and become the way we were on the phone and online to each other. The jokes made, the laughter slowly starting to flow. He was actually very sweet and I could see what originally drew me to him. His eyes never stopped moving over me, my face, what he could see of my body. I watched the watcher, fascinated. I finished my drink and sat while he finished his. Putting his glass down, he stood and held out his hand, automatically I stood and took it. Blushing, I smiled as he tightened his grip. We walked out of the pub and over to the hotel next door, he had obviously already checked in because he led me through the door and up the stairs, stopping outside the room door. ** Her hands were shaking as I walked her to the room I had booked. She was so nervous I had to wonder if she had really done this before as she had professed to have done. I wracked my brains to think how I could put her at her ease as I unlocked the door. Taking her hand again, I led her into the room and to the bed. She stood and looked at me. Suddenly looking as though she was ready to bolt. I took both of her hands in mind and gentled her. "Its ok, you are allowed to be nervous," I smiled. "Does it show that much?" she replied. "Just a little, don't worry." I answered her and kissed her gently. She responded immediately and I pulled her into me, feeling her squash against me. Sliding my hands around her, I grabbed a handful of each of her ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze. She broke away yelping and giggling, her cheeks reddening again. I laughed. "By the gods you have the fattest, sexiest arse I have ever seen" "Well fat is right," she said almost scathingly. "OK, now listen, you can be as embarrassed as you want but I don't want to hear that again, OK?" I said, "You really have NO idea how sexy you are, have you?" She stood, bright red and nodded mutely. "God I wish I could make you see you through my eyes." She opened her mouth with a quick retort and shut it again when she saw the look on my face. "Sorry," she mumbled. "Its OK. Oh honey," I said exasperated, "to me you are glorious, every single inch of you, your thighs, the folds of your stomach, the dimples on your arse, your wonderful big arms, god I cannot wait to be wrapped in those, your cute, sexy face with your double chin. I want to kiss and lick and bite every bloody inch of you, I want to loose myself in you." I looked up to find her looking at me as though I had two heads. I smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, its how I feel. She let go of my hands and sat on the bed, her head down looking at her knees. "I see none of that." She whispered. ** I knew I was shaking as he led me to the room, I had no idea why, I had done this before, admittedly not for a long time though. As he opened the door and led me in, I was suddenly filled with the need to leave. He took my hands before I could make my excuses. He told me it was ok to be nervous, I was surprised that he had noticed, I though I had hidden it well and more or less told him. He laughed and kissed me. Every thought left me except for the one in my mind that went: wow, feels nice. I was brought out of my thought as he pulled me in, I was so conscious of my excessive stomach and boobs squashing against him, his hands slid over my hips and he suddenly grabbed two handfuls fo my backside tightly, making me yelp and giggle, turning red again. He then made me redder by telling me that I had the sexiest and fattest arse he had ever seen. Ever ready with a retort, I threw in a flippant remark about being fat. My defence mechanism working overtime. His reaction was immediate. He told me that he wanted no more remarks about my size. I was suddenly ashamed of myself, I wished I could stop myself but having done it for so long it was like a safety blanket I could not let go of. He said that he wished I could see me through his eyes, I bit back the ever present comment, my mouth ready to deliver as I saw the look on his face and apologised. He sighed and looked down at my body as he described how he felt about me. My head down and my eyes shut, I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me as he described my thighs, stomach, backside and arms, telling me how he wanted to lose himself in me, he wanted to kiss me all over, to lick me and bite me. As he described, I looked at him incredulously, I could not believe anyone with any sanity could feel this way. He looked up as he finished and saw the look on my face. He smiled and shrugged, "its how I feel" he told me. Stunned, I let go of his hands and sat on the bed unable to look at him. "I don't see any of that," I whispered desperately trying to see what he saw, trying and failing. ** I pulled her to her feet and kissed her again, wrapping my arms around her, willing her to understand. She felt so good against me, soft and warm. My hands started to wander, unable to stay still, wanting to feel her, undress her, touch her. I wanted to push my fingers into the folds of her soft skin but most of all I wanted her to know how sexy she was. Very gently, I slid my hand under her top and up her back as she wound her arms around my neck, her kisses becoming more intense as the need in her took over. My fingers trailed over her skin, making her shiver and moan and I moved them around to the front of her, trailing my nails, making her stomach quiver and her breath catch, her whole body trembling as I traced patterns over her skin. I slid my hands out and started to undo her top, our lips still playing, tongues exploring. As I undid the last button she dropped her arms from my neck and I slid the top from her shoulders to ripple onto the floor. Pulling away from the kiss, I looked down at her, her breasts encased in red, her bottom lip between her teeth, again conscious of herself. I bent and kissed the top of each breast, her head going back slightly, her beautiful big body shivering, a low moan leaving her. I continued to kiss her body, her shoulders, her arms, her neck and finally her face. Her chin, her cheeks, her eyes and back to her full lips, my fingers tangling in her hair, pulling on it, her head tipping back as my need took over. My free hand moved down her back, making her shiver and press into me further, until I reached her bra fastening. Taking my hand from her hair, I unclipped her bra and slid the straps over her shoulders, lifting her breasts to remove it then letting them drop from the cups to fall down and rest on top of her stomach. I pulled away from our kiss and looked down. "Oh Fuck." I whispered breathlessly, looking at the most beautiful pair of dusky pink nipples. ** He smiled at me and held out his hands again, dragging me to my feet and wrapping his arms around me as he bent to kiss me. His mouth felt so good and I quickly lost myself in the sensations I was feeling. His hands started to move over me and that small voice in my head kept screaming to leave me alone, please don't touch me, please don't remind me of what I am trying to forget. I felt his hand slide under my top, his fingers touching me so lightly that it made me shiver, I tried to ignore the small voice and wound my arms around his neck, my need for his kisses overtaking me. His nails left small trailing scratches over my back and stomach making my entire stomach quiver and twitch of its own accord, making me suck in my breath as he moved his fingers in patterns over my upper body. I continued to kiss him as his hands moved to the buttons on my top and he undid them. As he reached the top button, I put my arms down and he slid the top off my shoulders. He pulled away from our kiss and looked down. I was glad I had worn the red bra, it encased my best asset quite well. He lowered his head and kissed across both breasts, making me moan, my head going back slightly, my body trembling, one hand on his arm as he kissed across the top of my shoulders and up my neck to my face. I shuddered inwardly as he kissed my double chin. He moved to my cheeks and eyes before finally coming back to my lips. I moaned as he wound one hand into my hair pulling my head back, his lips hard on mine, his tongue insistent in my mouth, my cunt getting an immediate flood of juices. His other hand moved down my spine making me shudder again and press harder into him, my breasts on his chest until his hand reached the fastening of my bra. Releasing his hand from my hair he moved down and both hands unclipped my bra and slid the straps down my shoulders. He lifted my bra cups and tipped my breasts out to land with a soft slap onto the top of my stomach. He pulled away from our kiss and leaving me breathless, looked down. He drew in his breath and watching my breasts, swore. I smiled. ** She had the most beautiful nipples I had seen in a long time. Unable to resist, I sat on the edge of the bed and turned to face her. I kissed each of her breasts in turn, lifting them and kissing underneath them, the smooth silver lines under each one, made by years of wearing bras, the almost invisible stretch marks, the top of her stomach where they rested, drinking in the smell of her, warm, comfortable, sexy. Taking each breast in turn, I suckled on her nipple first, then ran my teeth across them, rolling them, sucking them in, pulling and teasing them, her back arching to offer them to me, her hands on my head and shoulder. Still paying homage to her, I slid my hands around her waistband and gently pulled her trousers and pants down. She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her clothes, I added them to the growing pile. "Stand back, I want to look at you." She went red but did as I asked and stepped back three or four steps. I watched in wonder as her body swung and rippled when she moved, god she was so incredibly sexy. I sat and looked, mesmerised by her, the contours of her body, from her shoulders down to her ankles, all the bumps and creases, I was going to kiss every single one whether she squirmed or not, damn I hoped she squirmed. My eyes moved up to her face, she was not looking at me, she was looking at absolutely nothing, just staring. As I looked closer I noticed her hands balled into fists, her toes curled up and realised how hard it was for her to be admired so closely, I vowed that by the time she left me, she would hold her head up high and enjoy doing it. "Come here," I said gently. She stepped forward again and I took both of her hands, leant forward and kissed her wide, smooth, expansive, beautiful belly. "You are so beautiful," I whispered into her stomach and looked up. She was blushing again, unable to take the compliment, looking anywhere but at me. "Come and get on the bed," I said and she moved towards it, immediately trying to make for the shelter of the blankets. "Oh no you don't. I want to see you. On top honey." I said. She never said anything but lay on the bed on her side with her knees drawn up. I got undressed as she watched me, the sight of her body making my cock twitch as she unconsciously licked her lips. I wasn't sure whether it was the thought of what was going to happen or nervousness. Shedding my last piece of clothing, I got on the bed and lay full length next to her. ** He breathed deeply and let his breath out slowly, moving to the bed. I was still unsure of myself and what this lovely man thought of me. He sat down and turned to face me then he leant forward and kissed my breasts, god his lips are so soft I thought and I let the sensations of his lips take over as he lifted them one by one and kissed underneath them. Alarm bells and panic threatened to set in as he started kissing the lines under my breasts, wondering where he was going next as he moved around and kissed my stretch marks, and the top of my stomach. I bit the panic down and tried desperately to relax. He moved back to my nipples and sucked on them one at a time, taking them between his teeth and biting down on them, pulling them, the sensation making me moan, my back arching involuntarily to offer him more of me. As he continued to play with my nipples, his hand slid into my waistband and slid my trousers down over my bum. I kicked off my shoes as my trousers and pants fell to the floor and I stepped out of them. He bent down and moved them to join the rest of my clothes. Straightening up he looked at me and told me to step back so that he could look at me. I bit back a refusal and took three steps back wanting to wrap my arms around myself and hide. He sat and just looked at me. Looking at every single inch of me, from my shoulders to my ankles. I felt so uncomfortable, I looked at anything I could rather than look at him. Every inch of me was squirming, my fingers balled into fists, my toes curled. He held out his hands and I gladly walked towards him and out of his mental picture frame. He leant forward again and kissed my expansive stomach. I squirmed as he told me I was beautiful, I really did not take compliments well and blushed beetroot red every time one was uttered, now was no exception. He told me to get on the bed and I saw the opportunity to hide. I made for the bed and went to get under the blanket. I was stopped by his low rumbling voice telling me to lie on top of it. I lay down on my side and pulled my knees up, trying to minimize myself. As I watched he got undressed, slowly revealing a not unpleasant body, a body that fitted its age but was by no means unfit. Finally he was naked, his cock swinging gently and I watched as he lay on the bed next to me. ** I moved in close to her and wound my leg around hers, holding her hand as I watched her face, she lay with it on her other hand, her beautiful blue eyes, flecked with gold, watched mine, a small smile on her face. My fingers moved gently across her skin, making her shiver and sigh, her body quivering as I touched her. She closed her eyes and as I moved my fingers over her hips she moaned and a massive shiver went through her. She opened her eyes and giggled. "OK, you found a weak spot," she smiled. "Oh yes? Got many of them?" I replied. "Now that, would be telling." She answered, laughing. I kissed her and moved closer until I could feel her stomach against me. I slid my hand around to her backside, absolutely torn between grabbing handfuls of her and simply touching her. In the end I decided simply to touch her and listen to her sigh, relaxing, hoping that I was putting her at her ease. I trailed across her nipple, watching it harden, her back arching slightly. Cupping her breast I lifted it to my mouth and circled it with my tongue, she continued to moan. Uncupping her breast , I moved my hand down her body, trailing over her stomach and hips, sliding around and across her mound, shaven and smooth. She rolled onto her back and parted her legs slightly, allowing my fingers to slide across her lips and dip in between them. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she moaned into our kiss, as my finger tip found the top of her clit. Gently circling it, there was an immediate flow of juices from her, coating her lips, making my fingers slide deeper. She opened her legs wider and raised her hips towards me as I kissed her deeper and harder, wanting to take her now, holding back until the time was right. My fingers pressed harder as I rubbed her clit, needing her to cum for me. Her moans became deeper as she squirmed under my touch, one of her hands finding purchase on the bed, the other on my hip. Her orgasm overtook her and she broke away from our kiss, I roamed her face and neck, placing small kisses as her orgasm slowly subsided. She sighed and opened her eyes. "Hello again." I said. She simply smiled. ** He moved into me and wound one of his legs around mine, holding my hand as he watched my face intently. I wanted to look away but his hazel eyes held my blue ones and I just could not stop myself from being drawn in. Bemused I watched him with a small smile. He broke the hold on my fingers and trailed his hand across my skin, so lightly I could barely feel it but enough to make me shiver, my body quivering as he passed his fingers over my stomach and hips, my eyes shutting as I melted into the feel of him, my breath catching making me moan. Suddenly he hit a sensitive spot and I shivered and squirmed involuntarily. I opened my eyes and giggled, telling him he had found a weak spot. He smiled and asked if there were any others, I knew my body was covered in them but I told him, it would be telling. He kissed me and moved in closer still until I could feel his stomach against mine. I wanted to move back but he slid a hand around and over my backside, gliding over it. I relaxed to his touch, I could live with this all day I thought, it felt wonderful as my muscles started to unwind. My fingers moved back to my nipple,. I moaned and arched my back as he gently played, cupping it in his hand and raising it to his mouth. He circled it with his tongue, the warmth of the wetness on it making me moan again, my wall starting to crack and crumble as he paid attention to me. His hand left the warmth of my breast and his lips held my nipple as it fell gently. I felt his hand touch my stomach again and I quivered, the voice in my head screaming not to touch, not to draw attention to it. He gravelled over my hip and around the front of my stomach to brush across my freshly shaven mound. I moved onto my back, opening my legs slightly. I could feel him as his fingers slid across my lips and dipped into my wet cunt. Lost in the kiss of him, I wrapped my arms tighter around him as his fingertip found the tip of my clit. It was like being hit with a bolt of lightening as he first flicked and then circled it, my cunt immediately wet, his fingers sliding deeper, I surrounded myself with the feeling of surrender, of want and need as I could feel the wetness making my lips slide along with his fingers. A Difference of Opinion I opened my legs further and raised my hips towards him, his kiss tormenting my body almost as much as his fingers, my orgasm hovering. He pushed his fingers deep onto my clit, my body immediately went into overdrive, I gripped the bed sheets and him, my orgasm hitting deeply, shudderingly. Unable to hold our kiss any longer, I broke free and moaned loudly as he covered my face and neck in kisses, his fingers driving deeply and hard against my clit, hitting my g-spot with absolute accuracy. Slowly I came back to myself, aware that he was still gently kissing my neck and face, my chin and cheeks. I opened my eyes, breathing deeply. "Hello again," he rumbled. I smiled happily. ** "I take it that felt good?" I said, watching her, the blush of her orgasm still showing in her cheeks and a little still on her throat. "Mmmmmmm wonderful," she replied stretching and making herself comfortable. "Good, now I am going to show you all the parts that are beautiful." I said to her and I watched as horror and fascination warred on her lovely face. Moving to the side of her I straddled her wonderful big stomach and rested my bum on it. "ERK!" she giggled and I smiled at her. "First your face," this was either going to be exactly the reaction I wanted or it was all going to go wrong. "Your eyes are stunning, you have mood eyes, your current emotion shows in the shade of your eyes." I bent and kissed each eyelid in turn "Your skin," I kissed each cheek, "Is smooth and young." "Your chin" another kiss, this time she squirmed and tried to turn her head. I followed the direction of her face and continued kissing her chin, the lines as she stretched, the shadows it cast. "Beautiful," I breathed. "Your neck," I kissed it gently and she sighed as I moved down. "Your breasts" and I paid attention to her nipples once more, biting them gently, pulling them, tugging. She moaned as I did and laid her hand on the back of her neck, gently pulling me in. "Your stomach," I breathed into her skin, and ran my tongue down the middle of it. She held her breath but said nothing, and I looked up to find that she was lying with her eyes shut and her bottom lip between her teeth. "Your stomach is so beautiful honey. I know you don't think so, but its warm, its soft, it moves like liquid and I could watch it forever." I continued to kiss her stomach, my tongue alternating with my lips, sliding into her deep belly button, she giggled. I moved around to the side of her and lifted her stomach and kissed underneath it. She squealed and told me to stop, I refused and kissed the crease between her stomach and her mound, then ran my tongue across it, making her shiver as I blew on it, laying a path of kisses, I made my way to her slit. I paused to take in the smell of her, she smelled of soap and sex, it was glorious. I put my head down and kissed her. "Your cunt. I have NO need to tell you why that is beautiful." She giggled. Her legs spread wide, I moved my face between her thighs and kissed her smooth pink lips. She moaned and I ran my tongue up the inside of them before sucking them one by one into my mouth, nibbling on them biting gently, pulling on them while she squirmed under my attention. My tongue lapped her up, each pass making her wetter and louder until I sucked her clit into my mouth and nipped it gently with my teeth. The reaction was instant and she came with a long shudder and sigh, her fingers in my hair, tangled. "I love your thighs, so full and warm." I said kissing them. She lay and let out a long languid sigh as I continued to kiss her body, her thighs followed by her knees, her strong calves, big and muscled, no fat on them, just pure strength, her ankles and finally her feet. As I kissed the sole of one foot she suddenly came to, squealed and pulled her feet out of the way. "DON'T!" She yelped, "I really don't want to kick you." I laughed and retreated back up her legs and thighs, placing another kiss on her mound, before moving over her stomach again, taking my time as she relaxed once more, my fingers sliding gently between her lips again. As I continued up towards her face, covering her body with kisses and with my own. Her arms came back up around my neck and her fingers slid into my hair again. Letting my full weight rest on her, I wound my own fingers into her hair, pulling it, listening to her moans as I tugged on it, her kiss becoming more intense as she wound a leg around one of mine. I broke free and looked at her, she looked wonderful as she smiled back at me. ** I lay breathless as he watched me, feeling the afterglow of my orgasm start to melt the walls of apprehension. I told him it felt wonderful and snuggled more comfortably onto the bed and into him. He had obviously judged me ready and had done this before, looking at me, watching my reaction as he told me he was going to spend time showing me why he though all the parts of me I hated were beautiful. Alarm bells of panic started to raise themselves but I quieted them as quickly as I could, thinking that maybe I should at least let him tell me. He swung one long leg over my stomach and made himself comfortable. I let out a squawk and giggled. He smiled back at me, his weight was no problem on top of me. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He described my face, telling me my eyes were stunning, that he could already tell my mood simply from the depth of colour in them, something I had been told before, he then kissed each eyelid. I felt like a teenager, all overcome with hormones, feelings I either could not or did not want to describe as he told me how young my skin looked, how smooth. My mind bit back a fat retort and I quietly told my subconscious to fuck off. I was so wrapped up in quietening myself down that I missed his next comment and found him kissing my chin. Panicking I turned my head to the side and tried to stop him. He followed the direction and kept on putting small kisses there. Unable to escape, I surrendered. He breathed into it. "Beautiful" I heard him whisper. He told me next that he loved my neck and I lifted my head for him to kiss it, sending shivers through me. He kissed down my throat and as he reached my breasts, he bent to take my nipples into his mouth in turn. Using his teeth, he tugged gently on them, pulling, making me moan. My hands moved to his neck and I gently pulled him in, encouraging him to continue. He relinquished the nipple with a pop and moved back further down my legs. "Your stomach," he breathed. I was not sure how I was going to deal with it or how he was, but I hoped I would not lose it. His breath was warm and moist as he ran his tongue down it. Un able to breathe properly, I held it, chewing on my bottom lip and my eyes shut. His rumbling voice spoke. He told me my stomach was beautiful. Then he told me he knew that I did not think that but that was soft and warm. He then told me it moved like liquid and he never tired of watching it. I kept my eyes shut, amazed at how wonderful his words sounded. He carried on kissing my stomach all over, using his tongue and his lips. The sensations of it were wonderful and I sighed. I giggled as he dipped his tongue into my belly button and moved on. He moved to the side and kisses the creases, lifting my stomach to kiss underneath it, I wanted to die, I wanted to cry, I begged him not to do it. He refused and planted a long line of kisses and licks along the line between my stomach and mound. As he licked he blew, making me shiver. He kissed all the way down to my cunt, the sensation was wonderful. He stopped, his lips simply resting on my mound. He kissed me gently and said, "Your cunt, I have NO need to tell you why that is beautiful." I laughed as he bent his head to my spread legs. He kissed my cunt lips. I moaned as he ran his tongue up the inside of my cunt before sucking them into his mouth, biting them gently and tugging them, making me squirm, my hips working against him, all thoughts gone from apart from how wonderful he felt. His tongue flat against the inside of my cunt he licked me from bottom to top over and over, each lick taking me closer and closer to the edge. He took one last long stroke and sucked my clit into his mouth. I came instantly, not with convulsions but a long, drawn out one, shuddering as it travelled from the pit of my stomach and the tips of my toes to the last hair on my head. My fingers tied into his hair, tangled. He continued to kiss my legs as my orgasm subsided, my breathing calming, and my muscles relaxing as I melted into the bed. He moved between my cunt and thighs, the sensation was wonderful, I tingled everywhere his lips had been. He told me he loved my thighs as he kissed them, moving down my legs, my normally hypersensitive knees giving no reaction for once, down my calves and across my ankles to my feet. He kissed the sole of one foot and I immediately came to and pulled my foot away, looking at him with a warning. I really did not want to kick him. He laughed and moved back up my legs, placing kisses as he moved over my thighs towards my stomach again. He slid his fingers between my cunt lips as he kissed his way up my stomach, the voices in my head too stupefied to react, his body covering my own as he kissed up my breasts, neck and chin until he reached my lips. My arms came up and gathered him in to me. My fingers in his hair once more, unable suddenly to get enough of him, one leg winding around his own, his hand left my cunt and taking his full weight on me, he wound his fingers into my hair and pulled. I instantly added to the wetness as he tugged gently, making me moan, kissing me deeply. He broke our kiss and lifted his head to look into my eyes. I looked back and smiled. ** I looked her in the eyes. "You are so fucking sexy." I said to her and she smiled. I smiled back as her whole face lit up with it and bent to kiss her again, god she had the most amazing lips. My cock ached to be inside her and I could feel it against her wet cunt lips, hard and throbbing, needing to be enclosed. I pushed my hips against her as my fingers pulled at her hair, my tongue exploring her mouth, winding around hers as she moaned softly. I pushed my pelvis down and she lifted her wonderfully large legs, parting them. I raised myself slightly and slid into her with ease. She moaned as I took her full length. I lay still and let the folds of her tight cunt wrap around my shaft, savouring the feeling. I started to move very slightly against her, feeling the tip of my cock hit the deepest part of her. She raised herself to meet me, my pelvis making a slapping sound against her soft, smooth mound, and I broke our kiss and raised myself on both hands, wanting to watch her face as I filled her glorious cunt. She looked me in the eyes and watched me as I moved in and out of her, her mood eyes now a deep green, filled with wanton lust and need, her lips parted slightly as she moaned, her head going back. I moaned slightly, she was so wet and looked so incredibly sexy. She opened her legs wider, trying to take me deeper still. "Oh god woman," I breathed as I slid into her once more. "Cum to me baby" she moaned "fill me." She held me and her nails dug into my back, raking deeply as she pulled me into her, a glint of mischief in her eyes. Not breaking eye contact, I thrust into her deeply and with a moan unloaded into her, setting off a chain reaction as I felt her cunt contract around me, then explode, gripping at my cock almost desperately. Spent I collapsed onto her once more, her legs wrapped around mine still as we both lay, breathless. I kissed her neck while she rubbed my back, apologising for scratching me. I hushed her and gathered her in my arms as I moved off her, rolling to the side, sliding out of her. She made a sound that was almost disappointed, my cock deflated but my mind still wanting to be inside her. She curled up into me, still making small noises, I was certain she was not conscious that she was doing it but I quite liked listening to them. She shivered suddenly. "Are you cold?" I asked rather stupidly. "No, its a balmy summers day!" she laughed "Oh habloodyha, get under the covers then." I replied and moved off the bed, bending to pull back the sheets. She rolled off the bed and got under the covers shivering, looking for the warm spot where we had been lying. I got into bed with her and lay the full length of her as she lay next to me. I put my arms around her and pulled her into me, savouring her skin against mine, all her curves moulding into me, everything continuing to fit together. She tucked her head under my chin and against my chest. Her hand came up and her fingers locked into mine. She sighed and I held her. "Thank you for meeting me today," I said to the top of her head. "She looked up at me and smiled. "No, thank you. I still don't fully understand but I can see what you think of women like me. You have made me feel so good, thank you." I looked at her and smiled. Saying you are welcome was somehow wrong, so I kissed her and pulled her close. We still had a couple of hours, I wondered if I could teach her to appreciate herself a little more. Ah well if not this time, then the lessons would continue. I hoped. ** He looked at me, his eyes locked with mine once again. Telling me I was sexy with such passion and fervour that it made me smile, he smiled back and kissed me once again. My cunt was so wet and I could feel his cock pressing against my cunt lips, twitching almost as though it was trying to get inside me of its own accord. His fingers pulled against my hair as his tongue explored my mouth, his hips pushing against me, making me moan. Unable to hold off any longer, I lifted my legs and opened them in invitation, needing him inside me, needing to feel him. He raised his hips slightly and his cock found its target immediately. Sliding full length into me, filling me completely, making me moan needfully. Once inside me, he stayed totally still, our tongues still playing, heightening my feelings. He moved slightly and I could feel his cock head against my cervix. Raising my hips to meet him, needing the pleasure pain of him filling me totally, driving me on as his pelvis softly hit my mound. He broke our kiss and raised himself on his hands, looking into my eyes. I watched him as I felt him moving in and out of me, feeling nothing but need and lust for the man labouring between my thighs, making me feel so good. I was so wet I could hear as he stroked into me, my legs as wide as I could get them, needing him so deeply. He moaned as he slid into me once more and I begged him to fill me. I needed him so badly. My nails dug into his back, he moaned as I pulled him into me, I knew I was hurting him but I could not stop. He thrust deeply into me and with a moan and a shudder he came, filling my cunt with his wonderful creamy cum. My cunt contracted around him and I added my own cum to his. He collapsed on top of me and we lay entwined, trying to get our breath back. I came to and realised what I had done to his back. I apologised as I ran my fingers over him. He told me to hush and rolled off me, gathering me in his arms and leaving me feeling empty, needing more, wanting him to stay inside me and grow once more. I curled up into him, suddenly cold. I shivered. He pulled back and asked if I was cold. I laughed, ask a daft question, I thought. He laughed and suggested we get under the covers. He didn't have to ask twice and I moved under the blankets, looking for a warm spot. He got in next to me and lay the full length of me, sharing his warmth, skin touching me from shoulder to ankles. I tucked myself under his chin, thinking about what had happened, my hand moving up and holding his, fingers wound together. I sighed in thought as he held me. He suddenly thanked me for meeting him. I had no idea why he would do that, I felt as though I should be doing the thanking. I looked up and smiled. "No, thank you." I said. I told him I still did not fully understand why he would look at me but I could see how he though about women of my size. He made me feel so good about myself, so sexy and so wanted. I thanked him for that too. He smiled and kissed me, pulling me into him once more. I didn't want today to end. I hoped he felt the same and I also hoped that it would be repeated many times more. I had a lot to learn.