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BHM, Sex: A brief description of one erotic encounter 'tween BHM and FFA . . .
Katerina gently rested her fingers on Bills middle, feeling it rise and fall with each breath. She used her other hand to prop herself up, and watched him to see his reaction.
Bill closed his eyes, glorying in what was happening to him. It seemed only last week he met her online, but something had sparked between them and suddenly she was now at his side from halfway around the world.
He felt her hand slip from his waist to follow his belly crease where he was most sensitive, her fingernails brushing his pubic hair, to end cupping the softness of his belly as it spread out on the bed between them.
She reached around him and felt his love handles, as she stroked them with the tips of her fingers. Leaning forward, she placed her right hand on his chest, feeling the softened but still muscular pecs under her hand and whispered to herself in Italian. The language suited her. Lyrical yet muscular.
He shuddered as she touched his chest, he was very self-conscious of the size of his breasts. He moved up to her and kissed her, gently touching her neck, sliding his hand down her shoulder.
She kissed back breathlessly. She could feel his tongue against her lower lip and bit it very gently, capturing it while her eyes looked into his. The hand on his chest continued to press and rub softly.
He groaned softly as she massaged his breasts. Occasionally he could feel her rub a fingertip across one of his nipples and he jerked. In kind he continued moving his hands over her, tracing the delicate softness of her. He found her breasts, warm and full in his hands and explored them, massaging their ripeness, feeling their softness as he kissed her again, nipping her lower lip
with his teeth.
She reached down and rubbed his inner thighs, kissing along his double chin, nipping at it with her lips.
He grunted to his knees, hands straddling her on the bed and nuzzled her, forcing her to her back with his kisses, pressing the back of her head into the pillow with his passion. He felt his belly sway below him as he moved his lips down her neck, kissing between her breasts and down the soft curve of her stomach. He felt her hands flutter on him, pinching and probing his softness as
he quietly moved over her, wanting to intensify her pleasure.
She looked up at him, eyes soft and full of a healthy lust. Reaching down, she buried her hands underneath his soft hanging belly. She ran a finger along his stiff member. Knowing he wasn't quite ready to enter, she took the time to explore the soft muscular arms beside her, kissing along his inner arms up to his soft chest.
He was strong, he knew he could hold this position forever she inspired him so, her fingers digging into and massaging his hanging softness was exquisite. He continued loving her with his mouth and lips, kissing spirals around her breasts and abdomen. He straddled her with one knee between her creamy thighs and gently slid it up against her womanhood, putting a pulsing pressure there as he took each nipple of hers in turn with his lips.
Moaning, she grabbed his sides convulsively, feeling his fat move as she arched her back into him. She squirmed, feeling herself become even more aroused.
Her mouth was like a small tender rose, her lips gentle petals softly sucking on his. He felt her other hand slide around and, cupping his underbelly, began to pull it and him toward her, urging him on. He grew even harder and, swimming with love for her, swung his other knee between her thighs, feeling her widen and make room for him.
She spread, feeling his heart beating, his breath panting. In the back of her mind she also noticed herself doing the same thing, feeling his hand cup her smooth hip for a moment. She moaned slightly and squirmed under him, getting into position.
He paused, his erection just brushing the lips of her womanhood. Her legs high, he felt her lightly brush the rolls of fat either side of his waist with her calves, hooking him with her heels, gently urging him in. He looked down at her, her eyes closed, moaning softly, moving slowly under him, wanting him. But he waited, wanting to make it last. He continued teasing her with the tip of
his member as he leaned forward and slowly began kissing her again, his tongue running over her teeth, his belly briefly resting fatly on her trim abdomen.
She groaned, grabbing his belly and struggled to speak, panting softly. "Please I need you so badly..." Her exotic accent made him even more aroused. She squirmed, pushing up against his belly every couple of seconds, her hips rising to impale herself on his member.
Realizing she was ready, he entered her gently, just the tip first. Holding himself still, he felt her squirm, her lips pulsing and squeezing his manhood. Then he entered her smoothly and fully, hearing her gasp as his thick shaft sank in and his belly covering her up to her breasts. He felt her legs twitch, then lock behind him, squeezing him into her. The pressure of his belly compressing caused him to gasp with pleasure as the underside of his gut stretched, as it rolled forward over her.
She felt him enter and gasped in pleasure and pain, squeezing her eyes shut, all of her vaginal muscles tight on him. She bit her lip and lifted the sides of his belly as they flowed over her, then released them, letting them sag freely on her, as she moved her hips to syncopate with him.
He moved over her gently, listening to her quick, panting breaths as he stroked with long slow motions. She kissed him firmly, lips soft and eyes even softer. She bit his ear gently.
He rocked against her, holding himself away from her, his tip just barely inside her as he swayed over her, letting his stretching belly skin brush against hers. Deciding to shift positions, he then pulled her into him and, rocking back, slid his right thigh under her. In one smooth motion, he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. He sighed with pleasure as he felt her settle into him, her pubic area and hips sliding into him like she was relaxing into a saddle.
Closing her eyes, she moaned, the feeling exquisite and incredible. Leaning down she grinned at him in anticipation.
He watched her move over him as he matched her rocking motion, arching his hips up slightly each time as she rocked forward. He reached for her swaying breasts and massaged them lightly, gently rubbing her swelling nipples almost brushing his chest.
Gasping, she leaned forward and sucked on his chest lightly, holding him briefly; then continued to move with him, her lips brushing his. He moved under her to center himself. Holding her hips, he rocked her, pulling her into his underbelly, feeling her inner muscles clench and relax as she rolled sweetly over him.
Sighing, she shuddered, his skilled movements drawing her closer and closer to orgasm. She arched her back, muscles rippling with the tension.
Feeling her shudder, he began massaging the small of her back on either side of her spine, matching her motion with his. He felt his thick shaft slide into her deeply, her warmth and passion enveloping him as he felt himself growing even fuller and harder within her. He gently held and massaged her swaying breasts knowing it would make her feel weightless as she approached her climax.
Suddenly her whole body began to shake as she orgasmed, then feeling his, triggered an even stronger reaction. "Bello mio..." she cried, not even realizing she had made a sound. She rocked back and then forward, feeling his belly support her as she spasmed.
As he felt her nova he climaxed with her, going blank for a sweet eternity, lost in time and space and his desire for her. He continued moving under her as he worked her lower abdominal muscles with his fingers, knowing that doing so would prolong her climax for several seconds. He felt her gasp with surprise as a second climax hit her and she spasmed again, almost tearing herself from him as her muscles jerked in sweet ecstasy. It seemed to last forever.
Finally, climbing back into reality, she relaxed onto him, feeling as giddy as if she had drank 2 glasses of Absinthe. Laying beside him she kissed him softly, her breathing slowly calming.
He leaned over her, licking the light salty film from her temples and forehead. He groaned with satisfaction and lay back, cuddling and stroking her gently as she nestled in the crook of his arm. Her breath gradually slowed and he felt her small hands again slip into his folds and creases, as she lay there like a small kitten cuddling for warmth and security.
Leaning over, she kissed his lips softly, and caressed his big belly, still slick with their juices. His fat quivered lightly as she touched him. He sighed and snuggled closer to her so she could easily reach his belly fat.
"I love your belly," she whispered to him, smiling. The lilt of her accent intoxicating. "Its so soft.." She reached and began stroking it. "It felt awesome when we were together like that."
"It did feel good. He answered with a groan, You have no idea what a big belly feels like when it hangs below me and is massaged as you did to me. Incredible, like I was weightless. Almost as if you could control my passion by manipulating it." He kissed her, lost in the feel of her hands as they roamed his curves and rolls of flesh.
I am looking forward to your next 20 pounds, she said looking down at his round and soft body, will you let me help?
He smiled in the dark room, the sounds of the raging storm outside barely intruding into his awareness.
The Italian Job
by Built4com4t
by Built4com4t
Katerina gently rested her fingers on Bills middle, feeling it rise and fall with each breath. She used her other hand to prop herself up, and watched him to see his reaction.
Bill closed his eyes, glorying in what was happening to him. It seemed only last week he met her online, but something had sparked between them and suddenly she was now at his side from halfway around the world.
He felt her hand slip from his waist to follow his belly crease where he was most sensitive, her fingernails brushing his pubic hair, to end cupping the softness of his belly as it spread out on the bed between them.
She reached around him and felt his love handles, as she stroked them with the tips of her fingers. Leaning forward, she placed her right hand on his chest, feeling the softened but still muscular pecs under her hand and whispered to herself in Italian. The language suited her. Lyrical yet muscular.
He shuddered as she touched his chest, he was very self-conscious of the size of his breasts. He moved up to her and kissed her, gently touching her neck, sliding his hand down her shoulder.
She kissed back breathlessly. She could feel his tongue against her lower lip and bit it very gently, capturing it while her eyes looked into his. The hand on his chest continued to press and rub softly.
He groaned softly as she massaged his breasts. Occasionally he could feel her rub a fingertip across one of his nipples and he jerked. In kind he continued moving his hands over her, tracing the delicate softness of her. He found her breasts, warm and full in his hands and explored them, massaging their ripeness, feeling their softness as he kissed her again, nipping her lower lip
with his teeth.
She reached down and rubbed his inner thighs, kissing along his double chin, nipping at it with her lips.
He grunted to his knees, hands straddling her on the bed and nuzzled her, forcing her to her back with his kisses, pressing the back of her head into the pillow with his passion. He felt his belly sway below him as he moved his lips down her neck, kissing between her breasts and down the soft curve of her stomach. He felt her hands flutter on him, pinching and probing his softness as
he quietly moved over her, wanting to intensify her pleasure.
She looked up at him, eyes soft and full of a healthy lust. Reaching down, she buried her hands underneath his soft hanging belly. She ran a finger along his stiff member. Knowing he wasn't quite ready to enter, she took the time to explore the soft muscular arms beside her, kissing along his inner arms up to his soft chest.
He was strong, he knew he could hold this position forever she inspired him so, her fingers digging into and massaging his hanging softness was exquisite. He continued loving her with his mouth and lips, kissing spirals around her breasts and abdomen. He straddled her with one knee between her creamy thighs and gently slid it up against her womanhood, putting a pulsing pressure there as he took each nipple of hers in turn with his lips.
Moaning, she grabbed his sides convulsively, feeling his fat move as she arched her back into him. She squirmed, feeling herself become even more aroused.
Her mouth was like a small tender rose, her lips gentle petals softly sucking on his. He felt her other hand slide around and, cupping his underbelly, began to pull it and him toward her, urging him on. He grew even harder and, swimming with love for her, swung his other knee between her thighs, feeling her widen and make room for him.
She spread, feeling his heart beating, his breath panting. In the back of her mind she also noticed herself doing the same thing, feeling his hand cup her smooth hip for a moment. She moaned slightly and squirmed under him, getting into position.
He paused, his erection just brushing the lips of her womanhood. Her legs high, he felt her lightly brush the rolls of fat either side of his waist with her calves, hooking him with her heels, gently urging him in. He looked down at her, her eyes closed, moaning softly, moving slowly under him, wanting him. But he waited, wanting to make it last. He continued teasing her with the tip of
his member as he leaned forward and slowly began kissing her again, his tongue running over her teeth, his belly briefly resting fatly on her trim abdomen.
She groaned, grabbing his belly and struggled to speak, panting softly. "Please I need you so badly..." Her exotic accent made him even more aroused. She squirmed, pushing up against his belly every couple of seconds, her hips rising to impale herself on his member.
Realizing she was ready, he entered her gently, just the tip first. Holding himself still, he felt her squirm, her lips pulsing and squeezing his manhood. Then he entered her smoothly and fully, hearing her gasp as his thick shaft sank in and his belly covering her up to her breasts. He felt her legs twitch, then lock behind him, squeezing him into her. The pressure of his belly compressing caused him to gasp with pleasure as the underside of his gut stretched, as it rolled forward over her.
She felt him enter and gasped in pleasure and pain, squeezing her eyes shut, all of her vaginal muscles tight on him. She bit her lip and lifted the sides of his belly as they flowed over her, then released them, letting them sag freely on her, as she moved her hips to syncopate with him.
He moved over her gently, listening to her quick, panting breaths as he stroked with long slow motions. She kissed him firmly, lips soft and eyes even softer. She bit his ear gently.
He rocked against her, holding himself away from her, his tip just barely inside her as he swayed over her, letting his stretching belly skin brush against hers. Deciding to shift positions, he then pulled her into him and, rocking back, slid his right thigh under her. In one smooth motion, he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. He sighed with pleasure as he felt her settle into him, her pubic area and hips sliding into him like she was relaxing into a saddle.
Closing her eyes, she moaned, the feeling exquisite and incredible. Leaning down she grinned at him in anticipation.
He watched her move over him as he matched her rocking motion, arching his hips up slightly each time as she rocked forward. He reached for her swaying breasts and massaged them lightly, gently rubbing her swelling nipples almost brushing his chest.
Gasping, she leaned forward and sucked on his chest lightly, holding him briefly; then continued to move with him, her lips brushing his. He moved under her to center himself. Holding her hips, he rocked her, pulling her into his underbelly, feeling her inner muscles clench and relax as she rolled sweetly over him.
Sighing, she shuddered, his skilled movements drawing her closer and closer to orgasm. She arched her back, muscles rippling with the tension.
Feeling her shudder, he began massaging the small of her back on either side of her spine, matching her motion with his. He felt his thick shaft slide into her deeply, her warmth and passion enveloping him as he felt himself growing even fuller and harder within her. He gently held and massaged her swaying breasts knowing it would make her feel weightless as she approached her climax.
Suddenly her whole body began to shake as she orgasmed, then feeling his, triggered an even stronger reaction. "Bello mio..." she cried, not even realizing she had made a sound. She rocked back and then forward, feeling his belly support her as she spasmed.
As he felt her nova he climaxed with her, going blank for a sweet eternity, lost in time and space and his desire for her. He continued moving under her as he worked her lower abdominal muscles with his fingers, knowing that doing so would prolong her climax for several seconds. He felt her gasp with surprise as a second climax hit her and she spasmed again, almost tearing herself from him as her muscles jerked in sweet ecstasy. It seemed to last forever.
Finally, climbing back into reality, she relaxed onto him, feeling as giddy as if she had drank 2 glasses of Absinthe. Laying beside him she kissed him softly, her breathing slowly calming.
He leaned over her, licking the light salty film from her temples and forehead. He groaned with satisfaction and lay back, cuddling and stroking her gently as she nestled in the crook of his arm. Her breath gradually slowed and he felt her small hands again slip into his folds and creases, as she lay there like a small kitten cuddling for warmth and security.
Leaning over, she kissed his lips softly, and caressed his big belly, still slick with their juices. His fat quivered lightly as she touched him. He sighed and snuggled closer to her so she could easily reach his belly fat.
"I love your belly," she whispered to him, smiling. The lilt of her accent intoxicating. "Its so soft.." She reached and began stroking it. "It felt awesome when we were together like that."
"It did feel good. He answered with a groan, You have no idea what a big belly feels like when it hangs below me and is massaged as you did to me. Incredible, like I was weightless. Almost as if you could control my passion by manipulating it." He kissed her, lost in the feel of her hands as they roamed his curves and rolls of flesh.
I am looking forward to your next 20 pounds, she said looking down at his round and soft body, will you let me help?
He smiled in the dark room, the sounds of the raging storm outside barely intruding into his awareness.
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