My Curvy Belle

by Jordan Silver

  “Don’t do that.” How much did that asshole fuck with this woman’s self esteem? It doesn’t matter. Now it’s my turn to rebuild that shit. She’s still young, we have the next fifty-sixty years to work on that shit.

  I walked over behind her because the blush on her cheeks tipped me off to the fact that there was something else going on here. She hurriedly closed out of whatever it was that she’d been reading, but that was an easy fix. I just reached over her shoulder and hit history. The first surprise was that it was a sex site.

  Not straight up porno, but some girly site with erotic stories. She’d been reading daddy porn. I had to push her shoulders down to keep her in her seat and swear to fuck she was about to cry.

  I had to play this shit right because according to how this went, I could either scar her for life, or open the door to some serious fun. She didn’t know that I was a freak, so she might think this shit was a turn off. She couldn’t be more wrong, this was right up my alley. Can she be any more perfect?

  I worked the frog out of my throat before I spoke and with my eyes on the screen addressed her. “You like this stuff?” If her face got any redder I’d have to call the fire brigade.

  “Have you ever tried any of this?” She hung her head and shook it no. “Good, this will be something we can share together that you didn’t try with the asshole. Let’s go to lunch.”

  She looked up at me and I could tell she’d expected that to go in a completely different direction. If she looked down she’d see how hard my cock was and just how into that shit I am. I pulled her up from the chair and took her outside to the truck. She was still playing shy, not saying shit, but she’d made me very happy.

  Whatever else, I knew she wasn’t averse to sex. As far as I’m concerned that was half the battle. Between yesterday and now catching her reading that nasty shit, I felt like we’d crossed most of the lines people set in place for this dating shit.

  I had a stupid ass half smile on my face all through lunch and because I didn’t make a big deal out of her reading material, it didn’t take long for her to relax.

  If she only knew that I was plotting our first fuck in my head with every bite that might have been a different story. I didn’t have to coerce her into eating what she liked because I ordered for both of us. You should see her when the burger and fries were placed in front of her, like a kid in a candy store.

  “I cannot eat like this everyday.” She sat back and rubbed her tummy after our shared rhubarb pie. “Just make sure you do whatever you have to do to keep those curves. Don’t lose an inch or I’ll be pissed as hell.”

  I found that the more open I was with her the more relaxed she became. “You like my curves?” She was flirting with me. “Yeah I do, a lot.”

  “What do you like about them?”

  “That fat ass and those perfect tits.” She looked around at the other diners like I’d said that shit on a loud speaker, but the pretty little blush and the twinkle in her eye said she was down with it.

  “I can’t believe you just said that out loud. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as outspoken as you are when it comes to that stuff.”

  “I’m too grown to play with my food.” I studied her for a long minute. We were in a public place so she might feel more comfortable here. I wanted to get her used to the real me, and now that I knew she had a kink, I wasn’t about to let her put that shit back in the box.

  “What’s the name of that site you were reading?” I took a sip of my drink as if we were having just an average casual conversation. Nothing to see here.

  “Why do you wanna know? Oh my goodness I’m so embarrassed.”

  “What’s there to be embarrassed about? You like what you like. And to answer your question, I’d like to read it, see what it is that you like.”

  “Oh no please don’t.” She covered her face with her hands.

  “Hey look at me. Remember I told you yesterday that I’m going to teach you what I like, well that’s one of the things I like.”

  “I just never wanted to do it with anyone else before because most of my encounters were short lived and I think something like that should be shared with that one special person.”

  “And I’m that person?” She could have no way of knowing that so I didn’t take her to task for asking a stupid question. “Yes!” I let her marinate on that as she played with the ice in her glass. Hopefully that far away look in her eyes meant she was giving it some thought.

  If she thought daddy kink was hot, then she was in for a sweet surprise. I take my kink all the way on the heat scale. The first time I tie her little ass up and spank her before a deep hard fuck, she’ll know.

  “You know I’ve never…you know…I don’t have that much experience. I don’t want to give you the wrong idea. I’m not really very good at sex.”

  “That’s bullshit baby. Whoever told you that shit doesn’t know the first thing about fucking.” I could’ve explained farther but I thought it was better to show her when the time comes. “Are you on birth control?” She nodded her head.

  “I’m clean but if you need me to get that taken care of to put your mind at ease I can. In fact I think we should both make an appointment in the next few days.”

  “Aren’t you moving a little too fast?”

  “Babe, you were reading daddy porn in my office, you’re lucky I didn’t strip you and fuck you right then and there.” I love the way her mouth hangs open like that.

  I dropped some bills on the table and stood to leave. “Oh and by the way, make sure you keep your pussy shaved, I like to eat a clean bare pussy.” I’d leaned over so that my lips barely grazed her ear.

  I had to lift her out of the chair when it seemed my words had left her frozen in place. From the way she walked beside me I could tell the words had really gotten to her.

  After I belted her in and walked around to my side I picked the conversation up where we left off. “If there’s anything you’re curious about I want you to tell me about it. No secrets.”

  “Well, now that you mention it…”

  “What?” I kept my eyes on the road because as brave as she was trying to be there was still a hint of insecurity in her voice.

  “What do you think about spanking?” I damn near ran off the road. “I’m all for it, whatever you like we’ll try.” She was damn near vibrating in her seat and by the time we pulled through the gates of home she was primed.

  I was gentleman enough not to jump her though. The whole doctor thing was an incentive to wait, give her time, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t play with her now did it.

  Instead of going back out to work, I followed her inside and went straight for the computer. I sat on the chair and pulled her down on my lap.

  “Pull up the story you were reading before.”

  “Logan.” That cute little whine made my cock jump. She hid her face in my neck and I had to lift her head.

  “Do it!” I pulled her around so that her pussy was right over my cock when she reached for the mouse. Her body remained tense as we both read in silence.

  I knew if the words were making me hot her pussy must be drenched. The story wasn’t too bad but it was still a bit tame compared to the shit I had in store for her.

  “No don’t turn around.” I’d placed my hands under her shirt and left them resting on her warm tummy. “Keep reading.” I waited for her to turn back around to the screen before letting my hands travel up her middle.

  I got as far as the bottoms of her bra cups and went back down. Up and down until she relaxed a little. “Don’t pay me any attention, keep reading.” Her concentration was shot but she gave it a good try.

  I had her bra shoved up above her tits under her shirt and two fistfuls of tit flesh. I massaged her tits while grinding my jeans covered cock into her ass.

  I’d forgotten how much fun this could be. Knowing that I had to restrain myself only made it that much more fun. “I want to see your pussy, hop up.”

  She didn’t say
a word when I helped her to her feet and tugged at her zipper. I pulled her jeans down and appreciated the lace panties she wore to cover her shaved cunt. I needed to see her ass in the worst way, so I turned her around.

  The lace boy shorts hugged her hips and ass perfectly and I enjoyed the view before leaning over to pull them down her thighs. I did it slow, like I was unwrapping a present. And when the fat firm globes of her ass cam into view I couldn’t resist leaning in and taking a bite.

  She jumped when my teeth bit into her flesh and I used my tongue to lick the sting away. I turned her once again until her cunt was at eye level.

  Her puffy pink pussy was beautiful and fat between her thighs, just the way I imagined. I stared at that shit and bit into the side of my lip to keep myself from just diving into her face first.

  She tried closing her legs to hide from me but I wasn’t about to give her enough time to become embarrassed at being naked in front of me. “You’re beautiful baby. Every thick inch of you.”

  I ran my hands up and down her sides and in between her thighs, barely letting the backs of my fingers touch her cunt. She was breathing hard now, trying to control the movement of her hips.

  When I reached up and removed her bra, a pair of the most amazing tits just bounced into view. The pale pink nipples stood firm on her rounded flesh that had just the right amount of sag to please me and my mouth watered before I lowered my head and sucked one into my mouth.

  My fingers went between her tightly clenched thighs and found her already wet cunt. I kissed below her navel while fingering her and she cooed. That was enough for me to know that she was okay.

  I sat her on the desk and pushed her back gently so that she rested on her elbows. What a beautiful sight. Plump goodness all around.

  “Spread your legs for me beautiful.” I helped her get her legs in place with her feet planted on the desktop before running my hands up and down her inner thighs.

  “Wait a second.” I fiddled around behind her on the computer and pulled up one of my favorite sites. I found the clip I was looking for and hit play.

  The sound of moans filled the air and she looked back over her shoulder. “Get comfortable!” I pushed her legs open wider and sniffed her cunt, running my nose along her slit. Fucking ambrosia.

  I pulled her cunt lips wide with my fingers to hold it open for my tongue and dipped it inside with a little wiggle. She liked that shit. That little yip was cute but I was gonna need more.

  My ears were focused on her, the sounds in the background from the video was for her, to take her mind off of being shy and inhibited about what I was about to do to her.

  “Hold those legs open for me baby.” She grabbed her thick thighs under the knees and spread. Her pink cunt winked at me and I saw that her juices were already starting to flow.

  Logan

  I lapped that shit up like I was dying of thirst and went back for more. The yip became a moan and I was still searching. Her pussy smelled like a pussy should.

  None of that commercial store bought shit that some women like to use to camouflage, but a nice natural scent that spoke to the alpha male in me. The kind of scent that makes a man want to mount his mate and fuck his seed in her.

  I buried my face in her cunt and got down to business. I needed to do this shit right, because even though I wasn’t planning to fuck today, I wanted her ass hooked by the time I take her home tonight.

  Once her pussy dribbled down my chin and those noises she made rivaled the ones from the screen, I knew she was with me. Time to up the game.

  I wet two fingers in my mouth and eased them into her nice and slow, crooking them forward at an angle. I went in search of her sweet spot. I found it at about the same time I closed my lips around her clit. She went fucking crazy.

  “There it is.” Her yips became full blown wails and she rode my hand like a fuck beast. Hard to reconcile the bellowing hyena with the reserved demure girl who was just sitting next to me in the truck.

  That’s just how I want her to be though. A lady in the streets and a dirty little slut in the sheets. Fuck yes this is the shit. Her pussy juiced like a busted water main and I was loving it.

  “Oh shit oh shit oh shit, you gotta stop…ooh daddy.” She stopped short at her own words and I kept eating and finger fucking. Once she realized that it was all good she let herself go.

  That daddy shit went straight to my cock. I don’t know what it is about a woman calling me that shit that gets me, but I’ve always been into it and it don’t have shit to do with liking little girls no matter what some brain dead dry fuck might say.

  I used my free hand to release my cock before I cut off my circulation and stroked my shit hard. I had to remind myself that we weren’t going to fuck, but it was hard. She was pushing all the right buttons.

  I ate her out to another orgasm and slid my fingers out of her. Getting to my feet I leaned over her and fed her my fingers, letting her taste herself.

  If she could see how she looked, wanton, open, ready for anything. That thought gave me an idea, but that was for next time. “You look so fucking hot baby.”

  “Don’t get scared, I’m not gonna fuck you, but I want to feel you against me.” I dropped the heavy weight of my cock along her pussy and took her lips before she could object.

  I had to do some twisting and turning to reach her tits while I clit fucked her, but once I got it right it was on. I fucked my cock up and down her slit, hitting her clit with each stroke.

  Her pussy covered me in fuck snot while I chewed on her nipple and she dug her nails into my scalp. “Please…”

  “Daddy’s not gonna fuck you today, you’re not ready.” You see right there, that’s to teach her that she can trust her man. If I say we’re not gonna fuck, then I’ma keep my word. It’s not for me but for her. If it was up to me I’d have fucked her ten minutes after we met.

  I left her tit and went after her mouth. Now I let my cock-head sit at the opening to her cunt with just half the tip inside her. That’s called control.

  When her thighs began to shake and her pussy crowned my cock with warm nectar, I left her mouth and made my way back down between her thighs.

  What a beautiful fucking sight. “I can’t wait to stretch this tight little pussy.” I smacked her pussy lips hard with the flat of my fingers before giving her my mouth.

  I had to squeeze off my cock more than once because like I said, I want my first shot to go inside her. It was painful as fuck but I did it. I took care of her, eating her pussy to multiple orgasms until she pushed my head away. I dropped back in the chair winded and horny as fuck.

  She laid where I left her with her hand over her eyes. “You can’t hide forever, go get cleaned up baby.” I helped her sit up, forgetting that my dick was still loose.

  Her eyes landed on that shit and I saw raw panic. “Oh shit Lo…what…” She lost all her senses it seemed like. “Give me your hand.” I took her hand and led it to the heat of my cock.

  “You see, just flesh and blood, this will never hurt you. Once I stretch that tight pussy of yours a couple times it’ll be smooth sailing.” She looked like she didn’t believe me, and she shouldn’t.

  It’s a fact that her pussy’s gonna take a beating, but I’ll make sure she enjoys every minute of it, even the pain. I kissed her to take her mind off her fear and sent her off to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

  I forced my cock back into my shorts and jeans but couldn’t zip up. By the time her shy ass came back I had myself under control. “I gotta get back to work baby.”

  I pulled her into my arms and kissed her long and hard while palming her tit and rubbing my finger over her hard nipple. “You feel good in my arms baby, like you belong. I’ll see you later.” One last kiss to the tip of her nose and I was gone.

  Outside the world came back into focus and the enormity of what we’d just shared hit me. It’s been so long since I tangled with a nice girl that I’d lost track of the dos and don’ts.

  But nothing
about what we just did felt wrong to me so I was hoping she wouldn’t beat herself up too much about it. And if she did, I’ll just have to eat her pussy again to remind her of why that shit wasn’t wrong.

  * * *

  BELLE

  * * *

  I sat in silence for the first five minutes after he left. I wasn’t sure what to feel or even what I was feeling, I’d gone numb. Part of me was excited and the other part mortified.

  I’ve never acted that way before in my life, I wasn’t raised that way. It’s always been my belief that a good girl should be wined and dined for at least three months or more before things progressed to anything more than a goodnight kiss at the door after a nice date.

  I think it’s fair to say that I’d bypassed a whole lot of that in one afternoon. But how do I feel? Not what I’m supposed to feel, or what I was taught to feel, but what do I really feel?

  The only answer was that I felt alive in a way that I never have before. My marriage had been more an arrangement of convenience than a love match. Troy comes from a very prominent family as do I, and that’s what we do.

  In the end he’d fallen for Samantha because she was more his type I guess. Blonde, svelte. A size two to my fourteen. The thing is, I was this size when he asked me to marry him.

  Which I learned later in the heat of one of our many arguments he’d only done to please his parents. That, was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

  After two years of being lonely in my own marriage and trying everything I could to make it work. After feeling inadequate because I could never seem to lose the weight he wanted me to, he’d thrown that in my face.

  I’d packed up and left the apartment that same day. Bad enough I’d hung around after learning about the affair with one of my closest friends. Stupid me; I thought that was the thing to do, to fight for your marriage.

  I know now that I was just trying to save face. That my wanting to stay in the marriage was more for appearances sake than anything else. I’d already lived with the put downs because of my weight and the cold shoulder in the bedroom anytime I even hinted at doing something fun.