Door Dash Delight - Sex Stories

Door Dash Delight

... don’t want this over either—fuck.”
I gave her long hard strokes, she slammed her phone down on the end table, I watched her ass wallow back and fourth, and that pussy had quite the grip. She murmured and whimpered, her head dropped, I picked up speed. I grabbed her back rolls, squeezed and kneaded to her shoulders.
“Oh fuck,” she cried out.
She was so tight and wet, the sound of my thrust was music to my ears. I massaged down her back, she made a long drawn out moan.
“I gotta… gotta roll over.”
I pulled out so she could.
“Sorry, it’s been a while since I’ve been on my knees like that.”
“These dudes are slippin’,” I said and watched her roll back over. It was a better view, anyway.
The way her body fat shifted and swayed to rest when she rolled over, got me thinking who wouldn’t wanna be tapping this? Her legs spread and I had to grab that belly. On her back, it wasn’t really in the way of that fat pussy, as it spread and shifted up some.  I held and squeezed it while my tongue traced around the deep pit of a navel—she seemed to enjoy it. Slowly I licked inside and flicked my tongue, kissed around her bulge and back down towards that primordial pouch and fupa. My tongue went right for that clit.
“Aaannngh,” she moaned.
I sucked her clit in my lips and gave her a tongue lashing. I closed those pillowed thighs back around my head, her hips jerked a few times and I felt her squeeze tight, I grabbed her stomach just over her hips and pulled myself deeper in her fat. Her ...

... hips jerked again and she opened her legs.
“As much as I really love how you eat my pussy, I hate to say we need to wrap up, before they get back. Finish me with that big dick.”
The lack of air had my dick throb like crazy, I sat up, closed in and lined my dick up to rest on her hungry lower lips.
“This what you want?”
“I want it all before they get back.”
I spread her lips and tapped the head on her clit, her eyes closed and her lip quivered to the light smacking. From there, I leaned forward and rubbed the length of my dick between her lips.
“Stop teasing me,” she whined.
I rubbed my dick and pulled it lower with every stroke. I caressed that bulge, moved my hands up to those big ass tits that rested over her armpits, let my fingers sink in and push them together. She gasped when my dick slipped back in and I pinched her nipples. My strokes started long, slow, and hard. My thumbs rubbed her pliable little nipples. I sped up my thrust, she moaned and breathed heavy, each rapid impact made her whole body shake.
“Oh fuck!”
I leaned over her and braced myself on the bed, my legs spread hers.
“Damn you got good pussy, and fuck you’re sexy,” I huffed.
“You like all of this—oh I’m close.”
“Fuck yeah I do.”
My thrust pulled out more, the impact was louder, our stomachs pressed together. Her face was red and flushed, we both sweat and panted, she yelped and moaned, her eyes squeezed tight when her orgasm hit. My dick sloshed in her extra juices when she came, I was not ...