40 Explicit Adult Stories

by Heather Hearts

  “I thought you'd like it. You look like the kind of woman who can appreciate such fine treats, and not only that, but show her gratitude for them,” the gruff man smiled.

  Marcy wasn't sure what he meant by the statement, but it sure did sound good coming from his moist lips. The fanciful girl pictured them pressing against her own succulent lips at once. Yet another rush of eager naughtiness flitted about her mind. She was entirely lost in reverie, having been robbed of her senses by the handsome man's rugged visage. How ticklish and tempting those whiskers would feel against her southern bits... Marcy was dying to know!

  “What makes you say that?” She asked rather coyly, once again twisting away in a shy manner.

  “Oh... I usually have a good feel for these kinds of things Marcy. Some things are just... so easy to see,” Jameson intoned, casting his eyes down to her full, toned tummy and back up to the inviting boobs.

  “You can see it on me?” She questioned, losing her breath all at once. It seemed as if the plump girl might tip over at any moment and find herself thoroughly caught in the big man's sturdy arms – the very place she wished to be, or thereabouts... Marcy's mind was actually yearning to be at another part of the man's body. A much more private area.

  And by the look of Sgt. Jameson's expression, he was thinking an awfully similar notion as those piercing eyes of his continued scanning over the black beauty.

  “Maybe we should get started, shouldn't we?” He asked in a tone that made it clear this wasn't a real question.

  “Mmhmm,” Marcy gulped, fearing what kind of filthy behavior the man had in mind, yet craving it all at the same time. Her nerves were constant and heavy. The desire to be filled and stuffed by Jameson was all-consuming, yet her virgin mind remained hesitant, though quickly coming around to the dark side. The more she stared at his solid physique, the more she wanted it. And in time... that was all she could fathom – being possessed and ravaged by the gorgeous stranger.

  And with that, Jameson reached forward, stretching an arm across Marcy's body. It rubbed gently along the upper portion of her chest, sliding right over those sumptuous tits. The jolt of excitement was instant and reactionary – going straight to Marcy's already wet and gushing pussy. Her arousal growing stronger by the moment. The young virgin was hungry for her first cock. She wanted it so badly, so fiercely... and never more than in this instant!

  “This is our special brand,” he said. “Honey suck-le.”

  “Suck-le?” She repeated, panting at the thought of feeling his manpole pressing into her mouth.

  “Yes, Marcy. It's my own special brand. I drafted it up while serving overseas. Would you like to try some?” The hunk asked, smirking on one side of his face.

  “Well, if I'm going to learn... I'd better have a taste,” she whispered, leaning in close to his body.

  “See,” he grinned. “I knew you were just right for the position.”

  “I didn't know you had a position in mind...”

  “For you, I'd make one. Now open wide...” Jameson instructed his new plump employee, as he unscrewed the lid and dipped a finger in.

  “Yes, sir,” she moaned, letting those massive jugs bump against his body. Those heavenly feminine globes of perfection! How ripe and wondrous they were. Jameson couldn't take his eyes off them.

  And with that, Jameson lowered his honey coated finger down toward her mouth. She felt his soft touch upon her skin as the taste of his sweet honey enveloped her mouth.

  “Mmm!” She gushed. “The best I've ever had!”

  “I thought it would be,” Jameson nodded. “Another?”

  “Mmm...”

  So he dipped his finger in again, once more lowering it toward Marcy's lips. But here, the excited motions of the girl, and the bumping of her breasts, caused Jameson's hand to waiver – resulting in a dob of honey falling onto her skin... directly on the upper section of her sizable breast. A large dob of golden honey, slowly running down her smooth, dark, and bare chest.

  “Uh oh,” he commented, “I'd better get that off.”

  And then Jameson reached down, wiping up the honey with a lone finger – which he then brought into his own mouth. The action caused Marcy to sigh heavily, her naughty bits dripping all the more. She was desperate and horny! Desirous of this he-man's love pole.

  “Hmm,” Jameson said with a concerned expression. “You still look sticky. We can't have that, can we?”

  “No...” Marcy whimpered, already anticipating his touch upon her flesh.

  The mysterious man stared deeply into her eyes as his head began to lower tortuously slow, aiming right for those perky tits.

  And a moment later, Marcy felt the wetness of his tongue sliding along her skin.

  “Ahhh...” She moaned, loving the sensation of that moist item on her boob.

  Jameson licked and licked, sighing and groaning, obviously stimulated – growing wilder by the moment. He had long since sucked the honey dry, but continued on with the sordid affair. Neither of them seemed to care as Marcy tipped her head back in ecstasy – but just then, she jutted those pretty eyes forward... and what she saw was quite different than expected.

  Jameson sucked forcefully with his lascivious tongue. Lapping and lapping along her glorious flesh. He loved the taste of this delectable girl. How he longed to be inside her body...

  “Grrr...” He moaned, beginning to rub his groin against Marcy's leg. She could feel his hardness through the pants, a very large pole indeed.

  Jameson was transforming! Losing all control as he lusted after this exotic woman! Her virgin scent wafting up to his nose...

  “Oh my god...” She moaned, still reveling in the touch of his tongue. “What...”

  “You turn me on, you sexy plump thing...” He growled, making eye contact once more – a greedy, insatiable gaze.

  Jameson, in his heightened state of arousal, had been unable to restrain his urges – driven wild with lust for Marcy. She couldn't believe how attractive he looked, how horny it made her. She'd never felt so appreciated and lusted after!

  Sgt. Jameson's large, bulging the muscles... the soft fingers greeting her every touch... and, more important than all of that, the massive hard-on grinding forcefully against her leg.

  “I want you now!” Jameson roared.

  “Take me!” Marcy gushed, just as the man ripped her top clean off in one swipe of the hand. A second later he had removed her tight bottoms as well, dragging the material down her thick legs. Marcy stood there, naked, in all her sexual glory.

  The sight of such a juicy, round, and irresistible BBW drove the shop owner insane! He was beside himself with wanton lust. The way her round belly felt in his hands, as he grabbed large patches of flesh and squeezed them gently in his grasp. Rubbing along her dark skin, savoring every inch.

  It was a battlefield of debauchery! Jameson placed both hands on the curvy girl's ass, grabbing a cheek in each hand, as he lifted her up onto the nearby barrel of honey. She plopped down with the greatest of ease – just as he reached up, shoving her reward against the wall. Her eyes were alive with fire and longing! Marcy couldn't believe it! This sexy guy was only moments away from... from... pleasuring her untouched southern slit! She could only imagine how perfect that long, thick and meaty shaft would feel while ravaging her pleasure button. And she wouldn't have to wait long at all...

  “Now it's time for the real tasty stuff,” Jameson smiled, dropping his head down between her legs.

  It was a scene of utmost horniness! Jameson ran his hands along the girl's juicy thighs, giving them a little swat her and there, as he continued exploring her body with his impressive tongue. Tracing the lines of her supple flesh, descending lower and lower... getting right near her cunt, but without actually touching the coveted area just yet. At times, his hand would strafe along her smooth belly, sending jolt after jolt of sexual arousal to his sturdy cock. Every inch of her seemed to spur him on. It was unbearable to withhold any longer! Jameson had to taste the untouched
creature!

  “Oh god, Jameson...” Marcy moaned, feeling his wetness flick lightly over her southern lips. The big, well-kept things. How he expertly navigated her folds, giving just the right amount of pleasure to teasing ratio. Each time her body would quiver, unable to withstand the denial, he would drive his tongue in deep and hard – bringing about a previously unknown sensation of ecstasy!

  She couldn't help but grip his hair with both hands, clamping her legs around his body in an attempt to prevent him from escaping. But this was needless, as Jameson had no plans to leave anytime soon...

  And with that, he drove his tongue in yet again! Licking along her pussy walls, lapping at the sweetness and sucking down all her gushing love juices. She was a geyser of arousal! Supplying him with endless amounts of the clear heaven. The way his growls filled the room...

  “So good,” she whimpered, shaking all over from the utter joy of it all.

  It was her first time feeling a man's tongue, let alone a soldier's!, slipping inside her naughty bits. Better than anything the romance novels had said! She was totally unprepared for such pleasure to be visited upon her body. And yet Jameson continued on and on, taking her to the brink of orgasm and back again. He would taunt the girl over and over. With Marcy right on the edge of cumming... the sexy man would stop and smile, then proceed to lick her legs or firm stomach as she regained her senses – only to have it done countless more times!

  Those well muscled arms and shoulders pressing against her inner thighs! How she could feel him stroking his large cock, jerking himself to the touch of her. The vibrations and movements of his limbs, bringing untold stimulation to the virgin. The most incredible feeling, knowing such a powerful and sexy man was finding her body attractive and tempting.

  When at last, Jameson raised his head from her juicy bits, his own lips still dripping with her liquids. He licked these clean with a smile.

  “Better than anything I've ever had,” he said. “But now... it's time you get the real thing.”

  Marcy gulped, looking up at the horny animal stroking itself above her. She felt her pussy aching with desire! It seemed so hard and huge.

  “Oh, god! I want it so bad Jameson...” She panted, spreading her legs for him.

  He stared down at the fat pussy, the mound of perfection. Then, the shopowner stepped forward, placing the head of his cock against the pretty entrance of her love den. He slid his tremendous rod up and down her slit, allowing some of his own precum to gush out and onto the girl's supple skin. And then it was time... With one hand grabbing a hold of her lower belly, he pumped his hips forward, growling quietly as he did so.

  “Ahh...” Marcy moaned, tilting her head back as the impressive shaft spread her lips far and wide – stretching them farther still as he continued the deep penetration – for the first time in her life!

  The man split those lips apart wider still, expanding past their utmost capacity and just slightly beyond... yet it felt so good to be stretched! Marcy loved the new sensation, the glorious filling of her juicy cunt! All the precums mixing together a melodious sound-box of sex and lust! Jameson stuffed the black pussy again and again, driving in until she felt his heavy balls press against her ass.

  And it was here she arched her back instinctively taking more of his white dick inside. She'd never felt so alive! The plump body was bursting with delight, accepting all of the wanton joys being thrust into her!

  “Oh god, Sgt. Jameson!” She cried out as he rammed in yet again. The thick shaft nearly bottoming out in the deepest portions of her slit.

  “Fuck, Marcy, you sexy little girl! I fucking love these big hips of yours! I used to dream about having a woman like you... Your pussy is goddamn tight... I love how that grips my cock! Do you feel it stretching your skin along? I love your body!” He smiled, biting at his lip.

  “Fuck yes, I can!” She responded.

  And here, at the sound of her filthy approval, Jameson rammed harder than ever – plowing her pussy with an ungodly force. Her boobs were jiggly up and down with each penetration. An incredible visual sight, which only bolstered the man's desire to fuck his newly acquired date.

  That's just what he needed... to feel a real woman's body! He craved those round breasts, and soft lines of her figure – every inch of her body doing terrible things to his mind. Blinded by animalistic urges to fill the woman full of his seed. But he needed more! He was dying to see her bent over, watching that big, jiggly, wide ass bounce each time he collided with her from behind.

  And with the tip of his cock feeling the familiar surge of cum, he knew it was only a matter of time before he blew his own load. But here, evidently he wasn't the only one who was enjoying the encounter...

  “Fuck, am I? Oh my... fuck I am! I'm cumming!” Marcy cried out, placing her hands on the hips of Jameson to pull him deeper and deeper.

  “Sexy little thing...” Jameson groaned, driving in the farthest he could go – and that's when he felt the spasming, quivering lips of Marcy tightening and clenching around his cock. Her legs were alive with movement, squeezing him in close as the rush of virginal orgasm came rushing from her pussy, drenching his cock in a mess of sex and depravity. The sight of his white shaft filling her little pink cunt... grrr!

  Her body convulsed in great waves of pleasure, before dying down to a calm, still stuffed full of white cock.

  “Dear god...” She panted, smiling. “That was amazing!”

  “Uh-uh, Marcy,” Jameson wagged his finger. “You've had yours... now it's MY turn! Now bend this hot, bubble-butt over!”

  The naughty woman obeyed at once, hopping free of the barrel and spinning around to present her sizable rump. The massive hindquarters of a buxomy gal... Those thick, meaty thighs called to Jameson!

  They were his favorite things... So feminine and appealing. He'd never felt his cock harder than in this moment as he gripped her ass, spreading the cheeks apart and rammed his love pole into the well-slickened slit!

  Marcy gushed at the feeling... once more having her every fantasy come true. The way her head tipped back as Sgt. Jameson grabbed her hair and jammed his dick in, clapping against her ass with each thrust. Big, loud noises. Just the kind he was dying to hear. The way her butt rippled out in great waves of heavenly flesh! Perfection personified! He could only be sated by these rare beauties of the world! These full-figured goddesses walking among the living! Wide and pretty, just how all women should be.

  And here Jameson took hold of her massive hips, one hand per side. He then let loose a barrage of thrusts, more forceful than ever. It was clear he was close to exploding! The way his cock tensed up at the tip, letting him know cum was a mere few seconds away from gushing out. His entire shaft seemed to clench up all at once from the inside out. He pulled the girl in one more time for a mighty humping motion, and it was here at the end of this, that the massive load of hot, white goo erupted from his cock!

  “Grrrr!” He growled, holding onto the sizable hips.

  She, too, could feel the load of seed shooting into her wet cunt. The searing heat of it all! Big, healthy spurts of cum!

  “I can feel it! I can feel it,” she moaned, closing her eyes in yet another orgasm, clenching round his massive cock.

  Her spasming lips coaxed out the last drops of cum from the soldier's cock – leaving her bright pink, raw vagina overflowing with the sticky substance. The seeping liquid dripped down her slit, falling to the floor as Jameson continued slowly penetrating the woman to massage out whatever he might have left. But she had milked him dry, and like that, it was done.

  He had given the sexy girl the greatest gift of all – his seed – and in the process, taken her virginity, and satisfied her every dream... in the most pleasurable way she could imagine.

  Marcy was burning with excitement at harboring his seed, knowing that her belly would begin to grow even more in a few months time. She was utterly fulfilled.

  “I thought you said you didn't want me sticky,” she laughed.

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bsp; “Well, this is one kind I can think we can tolerate...” Sgt. Jameson smirked. “Now, how about you on top...”

  Story 16

  Bessella held up her skirts as she ran through the open grass in the darkness. During the day, she walked this distance in the light with ease, but in the night with sin in her heart, it felt very far. She reached the next cluster of trees and held onto the hard trunks as she heaved for breath. Her breasts pressed against the material in the front of her finest dress. Sweat beaded and ran down between her flesh there making the place where her compressed bosoms met slick. As her breasts rubbed slippery together and the front of her dress rubbed rough across her chest, her nipples grew hard and visible in the moonlight. This was not a dress for running, but she did not want to be caught by her father or the lord that begrudgingly granted her father the square of land upon which he smithed.