Door Dash Delight - Sex Stories

Door Dash Delight

... shut the door slowly and locked it. Then stepped up to me.
“About that tip… it’s somewhere under this dress—you gonna help me find it?”
Say less. I went right for that belly bulge, rubbed it, pressed my hands and felt how firm it was. She made a small hum and didn’t break eye contact. My fingers pulled her skirt bottom up, until that sexy pale bulge was exposed, where I could rub it. I let my thumbs trace around her belly button as I rubbed her. She lifted her dress over her head and it was on.
I was obsessed with that belly of hers. She moaned and gathered her tits, I picked one of her little pink nipples to suck. I let go long enough to pull my hoodie off. She pressed her belly on me, I finally let my hands wander to the rest and gripped her belly fat that rested on those wide hips, my mouth found her neck. She moaned and held my head. I unholstered my gun and sat it under the bed, loosened my belt and pants, no underwear, I don’t wear that shit. I sat down, and before she could make a move; I pressed my mouth to her deep, round belly button, and stuck my tongue in.
“That’s new.”
I basically tongue kissed her belly button.
“Oh, that’s—damn you can keep doing that.”
I could hear her breathing change while I licked around inside and untied my boots.
“Oh my god, whatever you’re doing got me wet,” she whispered in awe.
I kicked my boots off and ran my hands up her fat thighs to her hips, I kissed the rest of her big belly. I was gonna savor as much of her as I could. ...

... She moved to sit next to me and that ass of hers was full round, and plump. With her belly out of the way, she stared at my hard dick and reached for it.
“Damn.”
I rested my hand on her fat ass, she stroked my dick, her fat hand felt good. I leaned over and kissed on her breast, picked up the heavy thing to suck her nipple, it moved and drooped in my hand. She stroked my dick slow and firm, that chunky handed grip felt nice. I wanted to pull her on top of me, but I still wasn’t sure what was up with her stomach, and she was clearly four hundred pounds at the lightest and that could hurt the baby, if there was one in that spot.
My hand went to search for that hot pussy, squeezed between her heavy belly and massive thigh, to that fupa. I dug deep and squeezed it tight in my hand, rolled the fat in my fingers. A hitch and hum from her, that clit must be being rubbed between her fat labia. She let go of my dick to scoot back Everything wallowed and swayed, god damn I love it.
“Bet that pussy is warm and sweet.” I got down on my knees.
Everything was in the way with her legs closed. I held those big firm calves, slid my hands up to the back of her knees, lifted her legs and spread them open. Her legs were so smooth with a crease here and there, belly rested on top, like a round little ledge. I kissed and bit her thighs from just above the knees back.
She moaned loud. “Fuck… my legs are sensitive,” she whined.
I figured her legs rubbed together enough to make the inner thighs ...