Big, blonde and beautiful! That says it all about this BBW. The knockout of my dreams Lori was and still is.
She dazzled me when we first met at the train
station. She was hot with her hair all neatly tucked into her style. She didn't wear too much make-up, which was a plus. I'm not a fan of a caked-on face. It gets in the way of the kissing and licking and such. She had a little eye shadow on and some rouge by her cheeks,
lipstick and that was about it. I figure that it's a shame that so many women hide their natural beauty with make-up. This one had much beauty in her carriage and appearance. I knew that wouldn't last for long this day. I had plans.
We had talked online and by phone for quite a while. Our talking had us primed and ready for the action soon to begin.
Women under the right circumstances, can be as
vulgar as sailors, saying what would normally never ever come out of their mouth, and wallow in the mud like pigs when elevated to an orgasmic state of bliss. Passion
has a way of doing that. Lori was my soul mate. She
wasn't vulgar normally but, baby, we did wallow. She
was more than ready for elevation I had promised.
Lori is lovely, rubenesque, comfortable and nearly
six feet of beautiful woman. Being in our fifties we
made quite an attractive couple being six foot four
myself. She was one big, beautiful, shapely, bi-sexual
erogenous zone, seething with sexual need.
It is possible she reacts to every man or woman the
same way she did to my touch. I didn't care as long
as she reacted for me and she certainly did. All women
get horny to the point of acting like a slut
regardless of how beautiful or ugly men think they are. All
have need. All are sluts when turned on the way they
need to be. Don't get me wrong; there is nothing wrong
with being a slut and even more so when they are
ladylike in their sluttish actions. It's exciting, shows
her level of passion and turns me on. To the exclusion
of all else she was my slut for now and she
mesmerized me.
Our first meeting I took the train in from the city
where I lived to another. She had driven in from her
small town. We had talked at great length online and by
phone beforehand, but she was understandably nervous
at that first meeting. We got in her car and with my
hand on her thigh she drove. Lori quivered with
anticipation. I had hoped my hand was causing that.
I didn't know the city so we drove and talked
until we came upon an empty church parking lot. I told her
to drive in and park. Having the hard on from Hades,
on the church property, I somehow just had to have
her... now.
She would not kiss me in the train station but now
it was different. Extremely sensual was our first kiss.
It was tender, caring and loving but with one
passionate goal in both our minds. We were hungry and starved
and needy for tongues and lips and cheeks and necks
or whatever body part got in the way. We were like
teenagers in the throes of heat in the front seat of
Dad's borrowed car. The buildup of months of talking and
planning this venture had come finally to fruition.
Her kisses, so sweet and hot, were filled with the
promise of what was yet to come. I hope to heaven I was
giving her as much as she was giving me. I nearly
came in my pants from her kisses and know she did as I
raised her dress and told her to spread her legs. Her
cunt was awash with crystal clear, fragrant fluid. The
panties came off then.
Long past sopping up her juices they were serving no
useful purpose and I slid two fingers up her twat
sliding in on the nectar. Lori came on my wiggling
fingers and I would not let her stop cumming. Attacking her
G spot and clit I worked her stuff well. My thumb on
her clit and fingers strumming her G spot sent her into
a tizzy. My hand was busy while our tongues were
still dueling.
Lori screamed another long drawn out orgasm. The
sound captured by my mouth upon hers, while her pussy was
gushing another wave. She sucked my fingers of her
juices while I kept kissing her neck and cheeks. Her
orgasms so violent I asked her if she was all right. She
said she was while shuddering out yet another
aftershock, the kind women get that's similar to a whole
body shiver. She was magic, multiorgasmic!
Recovering a bit Lori felt my dick through my pants
catching her breath on the thickness of it and
exclaiming, "Oh my! I've got to do something with
that."
"You will darling, you certainly will, soon," I
told her.
I had a plan. Didn't know what it was exactly. I
was too dazed by her awesome sensuality. This beautiful
person reacting to my touch the way she did. I could
have died and gone to heaven right then and there.
Loving the way she was I just had to have more. Greedy
you say? Yeah! As they used to say she was the "finest
kind" and I had to have some more, please?
Fixing our clothing and she her makeup, she drove
out the church parking lot in search for a place to eat
lunch. In fact we needed to cool our jets just a bit.
Lori turned me on so much what I was doing with her
could be conceivably called rape.
She seemed immersed in the heat we produced yet I
could sense a bit of fear on her part. Fear from what we
were doing. Fear for where we were doing it. Fear for
the power that seemingly I held over her. Fear of the
wanton desire and sluttiness she had for me, fear of
the rape at her doorstep.
I believe real women get off on pleasing their
men... submitting to them... doing what pleases them. Real
women get their pleasure from giving pleasure. By
being a whore. Pleasing her was getting me off. Watching
Lori reminded me of that. She was a real woman. She
pleasured me by just being.
I really don't remember what we ate. We really
wanted to be done with it and eat each other. Hurriedly
we drove to a city park on the lake and picked up where
right where we left off.
People walking past her car heard and saw us. One
woman stopped and watched for a good while, joined by a
teen-aged couple. Clothing in disarray, heaving
breasts uncovered, in throes of lust, we did not care. One
high point occurred there. I discovered she enjoyed her nipples being twisted and pulled. Then she spread her legs wide. I put two fingers in her cunt, my thumb on her clit and the other two fingers up her ass, with spectacular results. I sucked a nipple and we stayed that way, while Lori howled like a banshee. Kissing, sucking and licking, while humping my digits, Lori created a hot, wet puddle of her sweet juices in her front seat.
After what seemed like an eternity we waved to the onlookers, who scurried away, fixed our clothing and drove off. The last train was soon and I had to be on it.
The second high point of the day happened about a
block from the train station. She pulled the car over saying she hadn't taken care of me. Interrupting me while I was trying to say I was happy just pleasing her, she unzipped me and pulled my pre cum soaked dick out into the bright sunshine. I always enjoyed giving my partner all she could stand before taking my pleasure.
Figuring she got what she needed then I'll get what I need. I need a lot so she got a lot.
Thinking I was going home with purple balls, this
was a welcome surprise from Lori. Hauling me out and stoking my girth and length she was tentative, at first.
Kissing the tip of my pre cum soaked head and saying, "You were telling the truth about your size. It's really nine inches by three inches. I didn't believe you". I just grinned at the saliva strands now attached from my dick to her lips. Licking and kissing my hard on along its length she then took the plunge swallowing to the back of her throat. She gagged herself, while protesting she was okay. Then she went right back and gagged, yet again. Now she believed and devoured me. No kissing the head, she ate the whole thing, running her teeth along the length and taking me deep into her throat. She sucked hard, and it took a massive dose of self-control not to shoot my load there and then.
Lori sucked my dick so well and I was so desperate for release at that point I began fucking her face, humping her mouth until my balls slapped her chin. The slut in her took over as she got into a rhythm with my humping.
All thoughts of the train escaped our minds as we
were working towards one goal. I now had both hands on the back of her head as I fucked her mouth. There goes the hairdo. She was better than good. Lori was the best I ever had and I told her so as I kept on humping her throat. Every move I made she kept up with. Her cheeks hollowed, lips slurping and sliding on the hardest dick I had ever known in my life. Tip to balls she was working me like her life depended on it when the
first shot surprised us both.
Lori swallowed six or seven without missing a drop.
I kept humping her face, fucking her throat as long as the good feelings lasted and she kept sucking and
cleaning me.
When my dick finally popped out Lori had that deer caught in the headlights look. Mouth filled with globs of cum, from what she couldn't swallow she shuddered out another orgasm of her own and said, "I've
never done that before!"
I looked in her eyes and said, "As good as that
was you will be, again". I kissed her well-used mouth to seal the deal.
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