HIS CURVY OBSESSION

To me

The heat of her mouth and the grip of her p***y are doing numbers on my sanity and I am Banks Wellington.

I always think in complete sentences.

I part the fingers in her, twirl it around and curve it up.

"Right there master..yess" so f*****g responsive and quite teachable.

She babbles around my hand, spit at the corners.

I continue thrusting both hand in her mouth, p***y. Her hips are now grinding into my d**k as she tightens around my fingers. Her eyes rolling. Completely undone and still saying master like it’s the only word she has left.

“Do you deserve to come?”

“No, master.”

“Why.” I question, stopping.

“I was a brat. I was demanding.”

I pull out of her mouth and p***y. A dissatisfactory grunt leaves her while her wetness coat her jeans.

"Naked" She stands with me, shimmering out of her jeans immediately, while I bring out my c**k.

She’s bare to me- full and warm.

"Flat on the sofa" She obeys, the flesh of her ass catching the light and I slap it twice. It bounces back and juices trail down her left thigh.

Unable to take it, I push into her.

“Thaaaank you, master." She babbles out and I go still inside her. My PI must have made a mistake. There's no way she has never had a Dom.

There is no way she hasn’t done this before. No way.

No first-timer speaks like this. No first-timer knows how to take it and say thank you for it and mean it.

“What did you say?.”

“Thank you for giving me your c**k, master.” She says it against the cushion. Completely serious.

I pull out, grab her breast and pound into her, she falls face flat on the cushion.

"I feel so full of your c**k"

My d**k thicken and my head throw back.

I wanted to be gentle. Suck her tit, eat her cunt. Have a long taste of her body so I don't spend my night imagining what she tastes and feel like but I can't.

Both my hands grab her ass cheeks and my hips rock into her. Her moans increase same with the way I thrust into her

"You're a wild hungry b***h that'll become my c*m-house" I swear, and her walls tighten around my dick

"f**k me like one master" I let go of one ass cheek and slap it.

The more she speaks, the worse it gets. The more she moans, the more of her I grab- both hands full, always.

"Shake that ass for me you f*****g hole"

She flattens on the cushion and shakes her ass. My d**k pressing an deepning into her.

"Look how your ass bounce for me"

I say, slapping her ass again she starts to fall forward but I grab her hair back, her head press against my chest

"Not so soon" I move my hand on her hair down to her breast, while my other hand grab a fleshful of her ass and I thrust into her.

"All these for me" My breath laboring as I quicken my pace. Her body is so generous that I never run out of her.

"Takemelike your dirty hole" My throat thicken at her breathy words.

My hips rocking faster into her and my hands squeezing her tighter.

Eleanor's hand scratch the sofa, my thigh and she starts shaking, her ass grinding and rubbing on my groin.

And somewhere between her third moan and her first sob, I understand something I didn’t walk in here knowing:

I’ve been f*****g the wrong shape my whole life. I definitely prefer thick and chubby girls.

"f**k me like your w***e" Specifically

her. I drop my palm on her breast and shove her head face down, and thrust

"s**t! " She moan and my vision whiten.

Her head still pressed down, I pull out, tighten my hold on her ass, and thrust in again

"YessssYess" I pull out and push back in again. She grabs the cushion and my body heat up.

This is what it feels like when a body answers yours completely, when there’s enough of someone to hold while you tear them apart.

“Faster, master... "I slap her ass and groan when it bounces back.

"Just like that ...yes " Her moan have turn into a breathless cry. I wrap my hand around her stomach, feeling the wraps of the flesh beautifying her body and I thrust repeatedly in, breathy sounds of bodies hitting each other fills my ears.

"I'm cummming... " She moans. I'm lost. From the way her cry mount with the slaps of flesh, the way her p***y tighten my c**k, is an epiphany I can't contain.

I'm hitting every part I never thought my d**k could reach.

"Pleasepleaseplease" her hands reach for my thigh as her walls tighten against me.

"Come apart you w***e " Her body shakes as she cums and I continue thrusting.... till her nails dig into my thighs.

The pain and pleasure of it press my body

flat down her back

“f**k me... ” she weeps. Face flat on the sofa. I press my mouth to her neck.

“f**k, Anor." I still and she jerks onto my groin. I give a single thrust and she moans, weeping.

Another single thrust.

"You take me so well" I praise and she gives a tiny jerk as her orgasm rolls.

I lick up her neck and press my palms flat on her back as my own orgasm drops.

"Hmmm mmm" Her moans and cry break uneven, and p***y clench around my d**k in breaks as her shaking slows and orgasm rolls out.

“Thank you, master.” There it is. Three words I didn’t know I needed from anyone.

I come out of her. Place a pillow on the floor. Lift her and set her on it.

“Hair.”

She pulls her braids back without question. Looks up at me, face smudged, lips swollen, not a single apology in her expression. Just desire and waiting.

I walk toward her.

And for the first time in a very long time, I’m the one who has to work to stay controlled.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Did this heat prepare you or it devoured you?

Comment more of what you want you slutty cunts..

The red room scene or this vanilla?