The Weight Of A Bigger Man - Sex Stories

The Weight Of A Bigger Man

We splashed into his hotel room, making out like teenagers. His mouth tasted like bourbon and mine like cranberry vodka as our saliva mixed in sloppy kisses. His thick arms wrapped around me and made my athletic frame feel petite. Our tongues missed occasionally and wound up on a cheek or a lip before re-entering. I pushed his jacket off his shoulders as I stepped backwards out of my high heels, making our height difference even more pronounced. He towered over me now and he roughly pulled my dress down to the floor exposing my naked body underneath. In fact, the smell of my sex was still on his fingers from the elevator, where my underwear was roughly removed. The dress wasn't the kind that wanted a bra.

I pulled his shirt open revealing his hairy chest and large belly before sliding to a seat on the edge of the bed and working on his belt. My tongue ran from his navel down the thickening mane of hair as his pants dropped, and I tugged his underwear to follow. His thick dark hair tickled my nose and was peppered with the odd white or gray hair.

His cock was 5"-6" in length, nice and thick, with a tight sack under. I had to slide off the bed to my knees to get under his belly to get my mouth on it. My manicured nails lifted his gut up a little and I slid his entire shaft into my mouth. He was easy to deep-throat and he loved it. He gripped my hair and bucked into my face. I loved that.

He leaned forward to support himself on the bed and kicked his remaining ...

... clothing off as I knelt in the space between. My head tilted back with him and my hands went to his ample buttocks as he continued to hump my face. He was groaning and saying things, but I couldn't hear him. He fucked my mouth so hard I thought he might go all the way right there.

I wasn't able to breathe for very long with all his weight on me, but to my relief, he rolled over and scooched up the bed and I crawled after that thick meat. Licking around his fat sack and sucking each testicle into my mouth individually made him moan. I traced my tongue lower and pushed his thick thighs into the air. He moaned louder as my tongue circled his puckered hole and flicked and probed at it.

When I returned to his cock, it was bubbling over with precum. I licked up the goo and smiled at the taste before sucking the head tightly. His stomach was too big to make eye contact, but we didn't need any. His fat fingers got a fist full of my hair and pulled me up. "I want to fuck you, bitch," was all he had to say.

I squatted over his hard cock while facing him. I had to tip back a little to make the angle work since he was too big to ride forward with my tits dangling over him. I supported myself on his thighs as his thick member stretched into my wet pussy. It felt soooo good, and I told him so.

"Yeah? You like daddy's cock, little girl?"

As if my wet, sloppy cunt wasn't giveaway enough, I was happy to tell him so again, "Yes, daddy, I love your cock!"

It was a good angle. He was ...