Maggie's Encounter

His hands wandered over my body from the swollen breasts to the mountainous expanse of my belly. He climbed on the bed and straddled my legs rubbing his now erect penis slowly up and down each soft thigh. I reached up to pull him closer and he now lay stretched full length upon my body, his arms wrapped around me grasping and kneading great handfuls of flesh and his cock poking and teasing at the pillowy entrance to my wet and gaping cunt. Slowly we moved together straining to touch in even more places. He was licking and sucking at my huge tits, burying his face deep in the flesh and nibbling on the hard nipples. My arms pulled him ever closer and tighter to me. Now the movement increased as our passion mounted. I writhed under him moaning and begging him to plunge his rigid cock deep into my aching hole and he clung to me riding me like a cowboy astride a bucking mare.

I continue to caress the incredible mass of this goddess' overflowing belly, marveling at her absolute magnificence. I lay down on the bed between her thighs, each bigger around than my waist, and bury my face in her Buddha's belly, reveling in the feel, taste, and sweet smell of the biggest, sexiest woman I have ever had the pleasure of so encountering. Gradually, I dropped my mouth lower and lower, wondering if her belly would ever end, searching out her pouting flower. The smell of an overaroused woman was making me into a madman; I HAD to get my tongue into her fragrant, overflowing pussy; and I had to do it NOW. I slid further down, pushing her glorious thighs further and further apart. Her sweet juices were flowing freely down her thighs, but I wanted to drink them straight from the source! I pushed my face into her fragrant flesh, burrowing deeper and deeper. When my head was totally buried between her plump thighs, I had finally reached heaven! Not having the willpower to resist, I buried my tongue in her creamy slit; I found I had to swallow rapidly, as her love juices were flowing like a faucet. In a body-wracking spasm that seemed never to end, I shot my own load as my achingly hard cock rubbed between her calves.

I knew, though, that would not be the end of passion this day, as she grabbed my arms and pulled me up over her outrageously developed curves, looked me in the eye, and said, "More!!"

Maggie was laying entwined in his arms enjoying the feel of his chest against the soft swelling mounds of her breasts. Slowly she let her hand wander down his torso, across the navel and lower to the curly dark hair crowding the base of his cock. Her fingers wrapped themselves around the now relaxed member and gently slid up and down its length, playing in the remaining sticky wetness. She smiled as his body began to respond to her touch.

" It's my turn now," she said, as she moved to bring her head closer to where her hand still explored.

Then she leaned over him to run her tongue up and down his stiffening tool in place of her hand. He watched the scene in fascination. He could see her mouth covering him, her hair falling over his stomach. Beneath her swung the huge globes of her tits which mashed against his body each time she lowered her head. One massive thigh lay half over his chest bringing the warmth of her wet vaginal opening to press his arm against the bed in a sucking embrace. He could feel the weight of her belly pinning his hand below her. His cock was now a rigid quivering rod straining upward into ecstacy. He moaned and twisted trying to get more of that grasping tongue, begging her to envelope his whole body with her sweet flesh.

Hearing his cries, Maggie shifted her body to cover his. Her mouth still held on to his cock as she straddled him. He trembled violently as her weight crushed him beneath her and he reached around her now clutching her thighs then releasing them to grab at handfuls of her ass. The pillowy mass of her enormous body pressed everywhere around him. He felt her moving again and tried to pull her back but she lurched away, entirely free and turned to look at him.

"Don't leave me now," he begged, his face a tortured mask of desire.

"No," Maggie whispered, "not now."

She came back to his outstretched arms and lay herself full length on top of him. He could barely breathe but his giddiness was more from the joy of holding her than from lack of air. Maggie lifted herself to a kneeling position and allowed her breasts fall around his face. Slowly she leaned back, lifting one leg to reach under her and locate his eager cock. Staring into his eyes she moved backward and slid the dripping hole of her sex onto him slowly engulfing its length into a warm cavern of passion. As he reached the limits of her a groan shook her body and her eyes squeezed closed as if in pain. She raised up again, sighing as his cock slid out of her cunt and then once more she lowered herself down, grinding her hips to push him ever deeper within her. In a trance they moved, quickening the rhythm of this dance of sex. Maggie cried with each inward stroke of his cock tossing her head madly back and forth in a frenzy as the pressure built inside her. With a strangled scream she clasped his body tightly to her as waves of pleasure flooded them both.