Part Three – Bubble Bath time!
I watched her all the way to her bedroom door. She walked like she was on a runway in Paris. The hose plus fishnets were hot AF, and I loved the peep toe heels. Shae may have been a bigger woman, what many consider BBW, but that didn’t matter to her or me. I’m a big guy. I have a belly too. But that didn’t define either one of us, and we didn’t let it get in the way of great sex. In fact, I think it made the sex better – we were free to simply enjoy each other, and that’s a rare thing.
She turned and looked at me, her blonde hair falling behind her, lit by a bright night light in the hall. I’d seen pictures of women who looked like that on Tumblr, and always thought “damn, she’s hot! I’d love to spend some time with her”, and here I was, spending time with her. I smiled at her. She put her hand on her hip, and posed for a minute, and then stepped into the dark master bedroom.
I stood up and stretched. I found a half-bath off the kitchen and used it. As I did, the smell of the sex we just had wafted up to me from my beard. Even the after sex smell smelled good! I knew right then that I was in trouble. It was rare that I was turned off by a woman’s smell, but I liked the way a few smelled. And she smelled amazing! It was like peach juice, with flowers, and honey all at once. I went to the kitchen and filled the water bottle. I opened the fridge and saw why she tasted so good – there were at least six different fruits in containers, all prepped and ready to eat. A woman who eats a lot of fruit tastes sweet, like nectar. They’re my favorite. I didn’t know how many more times I was going to eat her pussy, but I knew it would be many. She tasted too good, and came too fast for me not to.
Then I saw a big bowl of fresh strawberries. Conveniently, there was also a bowl of whipped cream. I smiled. I was liking this woman more and more all the time. I snooped some more and found she was well stocked for the weekend – there was wine, prosecco, whiskey, and mixers. I took out the prosecco, strawberries, and whipped cream, grabbed the water bottle, and headed for the bathroom. I thought it would be nice to have a bubble bath (I knew she liked them – she had sent me a picture of her in the tub, with bubbles just covering her breasts; I could just make out her hard nipples). I wasn’t expecting the tub she had.
I stepped into her room, which was very large. Her king size bed was against the wall facing me, with the usual furniture, but then there was also a nook off the side with a couch in it, and bookshelves. There were more candles lit, but also some low lights at the floor level lit the way. Her bed was sumptuous. The dark red sheets were pulled back, the pillows were piled high and thick. The curtains were open, but the storm outside made it almost as dark as night. To my left was the bathroom. When I stepped in I was blown away. It was almost as big as her bedroom. There were three skylights, and more low light coming from the floor.
There was a big window on the outer wall and a big, sunken tub in front of it. The shower was off to the side of the tub. There was a separate room for the toilet on the other side of the room. Two sinks were on the inside wall, and there was a lighted mirror, sitting table covered with makeup, and a chair.
Shae was already in the shower. It had a glass wall and door, so she saw me as soon as I walked in. She knocked on the glass to get my attention, and promptly pressed her chest against the glass. Then she wiggled around on it, holding her tits, and making sure I got a good show. I put the prosecco, strawberries, and whipped cream on the counter, then crossed the room to the shower. She opened the door, and I leaned in and kissed her. I put my hand on the back of her neck, and her wet arms wrapped around me. She opened her mouth and her cute, pink tongue licked my lips. I opened my mouth more and her tongue entered my mouth.
We kissed for a few minutes, her pressing her wet body against me. I could feel her nipples poking me, so I wiggled around a bit too. She moaned into my mouth and I moaned back. Damn! Her hand went down to my cock and balls. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and balls and massaged them. She knew exactly how to get my attention. After making out like that for several minutes, I realized she had pulled me into the shower with her, and the door was closed. She backed me up until we were under the shower head, the water cascading over our bodies. Her hard nipples pressed against me.
We finally parted. She pumped Oil of Olay soap into her hand and started lathering up.
“What’d you find?”
“I found prosecco, strawberries, and fresh whipped cream.”
“Good! I hoped you would.”
She began lathering my chest up and then hers.
“Did you know I’d find them? Did you … plan that?”
She looked at me with her big blue eyes, and gave me a sly smile.
“Maybe.” She shrugged. “Maybe I just know what’s good, and figured you did too.”
She rubbed her soapy tits against me. She went side to side, and then up and down. On her last movement down my body, she squatted down and soaped up my cock and balls with her tits. She moved to the side to let the water eryaman eve gelen escort rinse us off, then kissed my growing cock on the tip. Then she stood back up and kissed me. “We need to make sure you’re clean, y’know.”
“I agree. And thank you for the assist. Would you like me to repay the favor?”
She shook her head no. “I’ve already taken care of it.”
“Good,” I said, gently going down on my knees. I wrapped my arms around her ass and thighs and hugged her, planting my face directly on her mound. She smelled great! Still like honeysuckle, with a hint of soap. My mouth puckered and I kissed her mound all over. I held her close to me, and didn’t try to do more, but I kissed every inch of her mound and loins, while she held me head with her hand. She moaned, sighed, gasped, and made other happy noises.
“Hmmmmm, c’mere.” I stood up and she kissed me hard, her arms wrapped around me. “Damn. you know just how to get me goin’ again!”
“I can’t help it. I won’t try to. Your pussy smells, tastes, and feels amazing. It should be worshiped. Your body should be worshiped. That’s why I’m here. I’m your loyal and faithful … worshiper.”
“I like the sound of that. I’ve never been worshiped before. I don’t think I’d know what to do.”
I leaned over and kissed her again. I loved her lips. They weren’t fake plump, but real plump. They were soft, and felt nice against mine. She was a really good kisser too.
“You don’t have to do anything. Well. Be you.”
She shrugged. “Okay.”
“What’s the deal with the tub? You wanna get in?”
“Yeah. I’ll get the water started.”
She kissed me again and got out of the shower. I washed everything again, especially my beard. I paid close attention to every nook and cranny I had. By the time I stepped out of the shower the tub was half full. She was sitting across from the shower, cupping bubbly water with her hands and pouring it over her glorious, full breasts. Her nipples were just under the bubble line, but visible through the bubbles – they were dark and erect, and I wanted them in my mouth.
I walked over to the counter and retrieved the bottle of prosecco, strawberries, and whipped cream. I turned, crossed the room, and stepped down into the tub. I set the bottle and bowls on the side, then slid over to her. I crawled up her body, sliding against her slick skin, letting my cock rub against her leg, and her tits against my body, until our mouths met.
I kissed her deep and long, enjoying the feeling of her full lips against mine. She sighed into my mouth, and wiggled a bit. She spread her legs and I kneeled in the open space. My cock just barely rubbed her clit and opening as I kissed her. She opened her mouth and licked my lips, then my teeth, and then my tongue. Her tongue was full, and wet, and felt amazing. I closed my lips around it and sucked it into my mouth. She moaned into my mouth, her tongue vibrating between my lips.
“Hmmmm, I like that,” she said when I pulled back. She licked her lips, her wet, pink tongue shining in the light. I loved her tongue. It was the perfect shade of pink, and full. And she knew exactly how to use it. I leaned in and kissed her again.
“Stick your tongue out,” I said. I kissed her tongue then, up and down before sucking it between my lips again. The more I sucked on it, the more she squirmed. I couldn’t help but wiggle my hips. I inadvertently spread her labia open with my cock. My head came to rest against her clit, and she moaned into my mouth. I sucked her tongue and she sucked mine back as I moved up and down, slowly rubbing her clit with my cock.
She pulled away and leaned back, arching her back, and moaning. I leaned in and closed my mouth over her throat. I kissed, licked, nibbled, and bit up and down that sinuous neck of hers. I held her head in place as I worked one side, then the other. Meanwhile, my other hand massaged her breasts and squeezed her nipples. I was gentle at first, but soon pulled harder. I took a nipple between my fingers and pulled it out from her tit, and just as she sighed, I let it go. Then I leaned down and kissed it, and sucked it between my lips. All the while my cock was rubbing up and down her slit, hitting her clit. Judging from her arched back, sighs and moans, and gyrating hips, I was doing something right.
“Ah, fuck! It’s been so long since a man knew how to read my body.” She sighed, wrapping her arms around me. I wrapped my arms around her neck, and kissed her again. I peered into her baby blue eyes, and smiled.
“I’m glad you gave me the chance to read your body.”
“Fuck! Me too!”
I thrust against her clit with full force just then, while kissing her deeply. She moaned loudly into my mouth, and I felt her body tense up. I probed her mouth with my tongue, and when she stuck her tongue into my mouth, I licked and sucked on it. And worked my hips against her hips, my cock against her slit and clit, driving her crazy. We went on this way for several glorious minutes. Then, out of nowhere, she shivered and shuddered, arched her back, lifted her face to the ceiling, and let out a broken moan. Her whole body convulsed and shook. Her legs wrapped around me and held me in bala escort place. I focused on making my cock throb, and pushed into her even more. Her arms reached out for the sides of the tub, but instead I grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms above her head and held them there.
Then she shook violently. Her throaty moan turned into a growl that turned into a howl as she orgasmed. She tried to take her hands back, but I held them in place and pushed harder against her. She was pinned to the tub and not going anywhere. I made my cock throb against her. Shae’s body shook more violently, and then I felt a jet of cum squirt out of her. Her body shook for a moment, and then stopped. She opened her eyes and looked at me. I let go of her wrists and kissed her again.
“God damnit! How’d you… oooh fuck.”
I grabbed the bottle of prosecco as I sat back. I fiddled with the foil wrapped, twisted off the wire cage, and popped the cork out, allowing it to shoot across the room. Bubbles erupted from the bottle, and dripped down the side, into the tub. She watched the whole process, a smile on her face, but her eyes were glazed over. I took a sip and offered her the bottle. She nodded, took it from me, and took a long pull from it. Some dripped out of the corner of her mouth, and a little dribbled down her chin. She wiped it away without breaking eye contact.
“You, Sir, are awesome. Wow. I haven’t squirted in over ten years.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Your husband couldn’t find it, or…”
“…Or be bothered to take the time. Sex was always about what I could do for him. He didn’t care about me, what I wanted or liked. He just wanted to stick his dick in me, get off, and go to sleep.”
“Well, that sounds horrible.” I took the bottle from her and drank.
“You’re different. What makes you like this?”
“Well, I love women. I love curves, and kissing, and big tits, and feeling your body against mine, and most of all: making you moan. I love finding the many different ways you respond to my touch, kisses, licking, fingers, and cock.” I leaned back, raised my hips, and let my cock poke out of the water as I said it.
She giggled at me, leaned over and kissed my cock on the tip. She licked it, and then I lowered myself back underwater. “Then I’m a damn lucky woman to have met you. Especially now. I’ve been so frustrated. You can’t grab a Bob by the hips and pull it into you.”
“Bob? Oh, battery operated boyfriend.”
“Yeah. That. I mean, it’s kept me from going insane, but I’m not even forty yet. I’ve got needs that aren’t getting met. Not really. Well, some are getting met, but I’m straighter than I am bi, and girls alone just aren’t satisfying to me.” She leaned forward, letting her breasts hang just above the bubbles, her nipples making a path, as her hand wrapped around my cock. “I just love cock too much.”
“I get that,” I said, spreading my legs to give her room to do whatever she wanted to me. “And I’m a hedonist, through and through.” I took a drink and handed her the bottle. She drank, and handed it back.
“Hmmmmm. I never thought about it, but I think I’m a hedonist too.”
She sighed, kissed me again, then turned around and snuggled against me. Her body felt amazing against mine. She was soft, with smooth skin, and smelled good. I handed her the bottle and she drank while my hands wrapped around her, and cupped her full DDs in both of my hands.
Her breasts were amazing! They were full, yet had enough youth in them to still have a nice shape. I held them for a minute while she drank. She tried to hand me the bottle. “My hands seem to be full,” I said softly in her ear. “You wanna help me with that?” She lifted the bottle up to my lips and I drank while massaging her tits. I squeezed her nipples between my fingers as she tilted the bottle. A soft moan escaped her mouth, and a little prosecco spilled as she lost her focus and pulled the bottle away too soon. She wiggled her ass into my hard cock.
“Two can play that game,” she said, wiggling some more.
“Play away, darlin’,” I said, pushing against her a bit, while squeezing her tits. “Play all you want.”
“I can’t believe how hard you are!” She wiggled her ass some more, and suddenly my cock came to rest between her ass cheeks.
“I cheat. I take herbal supplements.”
“In that case, my ex left some Viagra in the cabinet, if you wanna see where that leads.”
I flexed and she wiggled against me, my hands running up and down her body and thighs. Her thighs were firm, like a runner’s, but there was some extra padding on the inner thigh. They were soft, supple, and strong at the same time. I leaned over and kissed her neck while running my hands down her legs, up her legs, up her tummy, cupped her breasts, and teased her nipples. Then I ran them back down her body, all the while, kissing, licking, and nibbling my way up and down her neck, across her shoulders to the other side. She even lifted her wet, blonde hair out of the way to give me easy access to the back of her neck.
After a good while of this, she leaned forward and retrieved the bowls of fruit and whipped cream, and turned sideways to me. “I don’t usually make my own whipped cream, but I could etimesgut escort tell talking to you that you would judge me if I only had Ready Whip.”
“I might have judged you for that. Or, I might have recognized that you’re a busy woman who doesn’t have a lot of spare time on her hands, and that you wouldn’t want to use what little time you do have on making whipped cream.”
She dipped a strawberry in the whipped cream and took a lascivious bite.
“Yeah, but this is better,” she said, dipping the bitten strawberry in the whipped cream and then feeding it to me. She had made very good whipped cream, with a hint of prosecco.
“Is there booze in there?”
She nodded. “Yep. I didn’t actually make this. A coworker’s son is in cooking school. He made it. He provided the bottles of prosecco too.”
“It’s very tasty.”
“Mmmmmmm, yes. It is.” She dipped another strawberry, put it to her lips, and slowly opened her mouth. Her full lips wrapped around the berry, letting the whipped cream drip down a bit. I leaned forward and licked the whipped cream off of her lips. She held the other half of the berry between her teeth. I covered her mouth with mine and took the berry. I leaned back and ate it while she picked up the bowl of whipped cream. She scooped some up on her finger and put more on her lips. I licked them clean, loving the feeling of her lips under my tongue. Her own little pink tongue darted out and licked mine.
I took a bigger strawberry, dipped it in whipped cream, and put it to her lips. She opened her mouth and as I fed it to her I kissed her. The whipped cream got on both of our mouths. She bit the berry in half, which I took from her and ate. The cream got on both of us and we spent a minute kissing and licking it off. We ate more berries and whipped cream, and kept kissing and licking cream off of each other’s lips, and we finished off the prosecco.
“I’m gonna get the other bottle.” She kissed me, snaking her tongue into my mouth, then broke the kiss and stood up. Bubbles ran down her body, clinging to her pubic hair landing strip, and dripping from her breasts. She ran her hands along her body, pushing the water off. I leaned over and let the water fall on my face and shaved head, while I kissed her thighs. She put a hand on my head and I felt her rock back and forth. “Oh, shit. You’re a handful, y’know?”
I looked up at her with my own deep blue eyes and smiled. “You gonna make me your love slave?”
“I’m not sure who’s whose love slave yet. Maybe we can be each other’s” She stepped out of the tub. “Don’t go anywhere.”
“Where could I possibly want to go?”
She looked at me, smiling. Just then a big thunder boom shook the house. We both looked up to see the sky open, and rain falling. She lifted her hand and opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by another crash of thunder. Lightning flashed across the sky, and the rain started falling harder. “I’ll be right back.”
She went to the kitchen and got the other bottle of prosecco and came back quickly. Her skin was already taut from the cooler air, and the fine downy hairs on her ass were standing on end. Lightning flashed, there was a boom, and all the lights went out. I noticed the music was still on though, but it was coming from the bedroom now. Shae sat on the side of the tub, about to get in. I had picked up a large berry and was about to eat it when I had another idea. Her legs were spread just enough for me to see her still swollen labia, and her clit poking out. She was still fully engorged with blood, and obviously not done yet. I licked my lips, and putting my hands on her knees, holding the berry between my teeth, I closed the distance.
I slid between her legs, and pressed the berry against her swollen clit. Her breath caught, but she didn’t push me away. I took the berry between my fingers and slowly rubbed it up and down her clit. It was a firm berry, and held its shape as I massaged her clit. I licked it gently with my tongue. She leaned back on her hands, spread her legs, and moaned softly. The thunder boomed outside, and lightning flashed. The berry was getting a little mashed up, so I ran it down her slit to her opening. I spread her labia to find her very wet. I gently dipped the berry in her flowing juices, and while making eye contact, I bit it. Then I popped it into my mouth and ate while retrieving another strawberry.
This time I rubbed it from the entrance to her pussy up to her clit, slowly. Purposefully. Luxuriating in the responses from her as waves of pleasure clearly passed through her body. She propped her feet on my shoulders and leaned back onto her elbows. She pushed against me as I gently massaged her pussy with the berry. I pushed it into her gently, covering it with her pre-cum, and then ran it up her slit to her clit, where I teased her mercilessly. Her pussy was beautiful! I’d seen a good number of pussies, but her’s stands out. It was pink, like her tongue, but now it was also engorged and a deeper pink. Her clit stood out, waiting, begging for attention. Attention I was all too willing to give it. It was dark, and bigger than I realized earlier. It was the biggest clit I had seen, and I liked it. I particularly liked how responsive it was to touch. She writhed a bit, and a shudder ran through her body. I watched as she shook. Her round, full tits were rolled off to each side, and her nipples were dark and erect, pointing up at the sky. Thunder boomed, and a flash of lightning lit up the room.