by Amber Burns
Redd was use to taking quick showers at the gym and after matches. However with a pending meeting with Anna only minutes away, Redd was in and out before the water had a chance to get warm. Throwing on his clothes, Redd grabbed his keys and wallet before heading out the door. Before walking out he caught an imagine of himself in the mirror. Knowing he was going to meet his love, Redd spent a moment smoothing his hair back before nearly dashing to his car.
When he arrived at Annabelle’s house she was already outside waiting for him. She slid gracefully into his car, warming it with her presence. She was wearing a simple sundress that showed off her plump curves and pushed up her round, ample breasts with a low V neckline. When she entered the car, she immediately swooped in for a kiss, as if they had been dating for months.
She gave him directions to the small brunch place that she liked. As they ate, they touched their feet together, playing footsy under the table and smiling and giggling like they were kids in love.
After brunch, they walked to a nearby park that she often visited. It was a Saturday, so there were kids running around, people walking their dogs, couples like them walking around while holding hands. They sat at a bench for a while, admiring the view before strolling around the path and looking at the greenery of the park, the green of the grass and the trees, the way that the flowers were blooming, holding hands all the while. Once their legs got tired, they sat at another bench, alternating between walking and sitting, talking about life.
It had been a couple hours of being in the park. They had gotten caught up in conversation and were losing track of time, as it is so easy to do in the early stages of love. It was already almost four, nearly past afternoon, verging on evening.
“What do you want to do?” Redd asked once they realized how much time had passed.
“You know, I’m actually kind of hungry,” she said.
“Yeah? I guess I am, too. What do you want to eat?”
“Burgers sound good or something like that sounds good to me.”
“Sounds good to me. I love burgers,” he said grinning.
They made their way over to a burger place close-by. It was a 50s themed diners where the waiters and waitresses wear vintage type outfits and an old jukebox stood against a far wall. It was a bit corny, but it was also fun and novel. They sat down, admiring the décor.
“Ooh, I want to play something on the jukebox,” she said getting up and scrounging for some change in her wallet. He reached towards his.
“Do you have enough change?” he asked.
“Yep, got it,” she said grinning with a handful of quarters.
He got up and went over to the jukebox with her, wrapping his arm around her waist on the way over. They flipped through the various tracks, going over their options and telling stories and laughing about some of the songs that they knew on there. She talked about how when she was a kid she would always do the dance to the YMCA song, and he reminisced about how his grandpa would always play the Beach Boys in his truck wherever they went anywhere.
They ended up choosing Brown-Eyed Girl. When it came on, he stretched his hand out to her, which she graciously accepted as she put her hand into his. Pulling her close to him, he put his other hand on her waist and began swaying with the music. She smiled, putting her hand on his shoulder as they danced together in the diner. They were the only ones dancing, but they were in love, so nothing else mattered to them. They leaned forward, touching their foreheads together as they danced with goofy smiles on their faces and looking into each other’s eyes.
Once the song was about finished, they headed back to their table, sitting down and holding hands from across the table. The waiter walked up and took their drink orders. They ordered a milkshake to share along with their meals. When the food arrived, it barely took them out of their conversation. Nourishment was secondary to the experience of new lovers getting to know each other, sharing themselves with another. They never had any awkward moments of silence, and they never ran out of things to talk about. After they finished their meals, they decided to go back to their bar for a drink or two.
Rick, the bartender, smiled when they entered the bar. He could see that Redd, one of his favorite regulars, was falling in love. He always thought that Redd could use a nice lady in his life. The grizzled boxer always seemed lonely and in need of someone to share his life with. From what Rick had seen of Anna, she seemed like a nice girl; just what cupid ordered. She was always dolled up in a cute way, and he saw the way they looked at each other and laughed with each other.
“Hello again, Redd-and-Anna,” he spoke as they walked in and approached the bar.
“Hey there, Rick,” Redd greeted the barkeep.
“How are you two doing today? You’ve sure been in here a lot lately,” he said with a chuckle.
Redd grinned widely, wrapping his arm around Anna’s waist.
“We’re doing just great, Rick,” Redd replied.
“How about you? How are you doing darlin’?” Anna added.
“Oh, I’m just great,” he said, adding, “It always brings me joy when I see couples like you two in my bar.”
They smiled at each other. After getting their drinks, they giggled a little bit about Rick’s comment.
They drank their usual drinks together- Dirty Shirley and whiskey sour. They were holding hands and touching each other as much as they could in public, but they both knew they wanted more. They were only at two drinks, tipsy enough to loosen them up, but not drunk.
“You live close to here, right?” she said.
“Yeah,” he said as Redd wondered what she had in mind.
“Let’s go,” she said simply, jerking her head toward the door.
With his arm still around her, she turned her head and leaned in towards his face. Their lips met with an electric shock that sent shivers down both of their spines.
“Why do you even like me?” she said facetiously, smiling and tilting her head back, but she was only half joking.
“Mmm…” he said, feigning contemplation. “Because you’re funny and sweet and smart and beautiful and I just think you’re the most wonderful thing to ever bless this earth,” he said, honestly meaning it.
She gave him a small smile, as her eyes swelled with tears and as she kissed him with her soft lips.
They made their way back to his car, holding each other’s hands. Her hands were soft and small. He felt like his hands were huge rough bricks of sandpaper in comparison to hers, but she didn’t seem to mind holding and caressing them. He opened the door to the car for her as he had before. They got into the car and shared a deep kiss before driving off, grinning with the anticipation of what was about to happen.
Chapter 4
As they entered his apartment, she instantaneously wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him close to her as she kissed him gently. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling her softness and her gentle curves that were accentuated by her dress which was tight around her plump bosom and flared where her hips did the same. She lifted up her hands to his face and neck, which made him feel ways that he hadn’t felt in a long time. They were making out softly, but passionately. He closed the door by backing into it, maneuvering to lock it while getting practically mauled by this beautiful woman.
Luckily, he didn’t have to resist his urges much longer. She moved her hands down from his neck, resting them for a moment on his muscular chest before moving down to put her hand so that it was pressing and rubbing her palm hard against his crotch, feeling the chubby girth. He was already half-hard before she began, but was getting firmer with every motion, not just because she was doing it well, but also because of how intense feelings for her. She could feel how thick it was in her hand and how it had now grown massive and firm in the space of a kiss.
He took a deep breath and let escape a single rumbling moan, letting the moment wash over him while she unbuttoned his pants, slipping her hand down into them but still over his underwear. His cock was hard and she li
ked how it felt. She was horny and deeply attracted to him, though she didn’t understand why, or even why he was attracted to her. His mind wanted to wait, to make it special for her- to be different from the regular philandering guy he’d never really put much mind to deviating from, but his body felt otherwise. He had fingered her in the car, wanting to give her pleasure.
Annabelle wanted him and his cock. His fingers had been satisfying, but she still wanted more. That moan had made her inner thighs humid. She knelt down, getting on her knees and pulling his pants and boxers down to reveal his cock. Unable to resist, he couldn’t help but groan again at the hotness of her getting down on her knees in front of him, ready to suck on his big hard cock. Listening to his moans, she smiled devilishly, her own clit now beginning to ache.
She wrapped her hand around it, moving it back and forward. He was large and uncircumcised. She liked the way that his foreskin moved back and forth over the head of his cock, keeping in the sticky moisture from pre-cum so as to lubricate the area. As she moved her hand back to the base, she slid it into her mouth simultaneously so that it felt like one fluid movement to him. He gasped loudly as she got his dick wet with her mouth. She began slipping his cock in and out of her mouth slowly, letting her saliva coat the shaft so that he could slide easily in her mouth or hands… or pussy.
He leaned back, and arched up, moaning, feeling his cock getting even harder. He could feel her sucking hard on the head of his cock, sucking it down to his base. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his cock, and her throat was even tighter when she allowed his thick cock to slip deep into it. Her chubby cheeks gave the experience an added sensation of soft grasping. She was astonishingly good at it, and he was already feeling close to shooting.
He could feel every movement of her mouth, the way she was sucking hard on it, the way she was fluttering her tongue along his shaft and shoving his cock deeper and deeper until it reached the back of her throat and she began fucking it with her face, quickly bobbing her head back and forth before slowing back down. He liked the way she moved her lips along the head of his cock, sucking hard as if to suck the gooey seed out of him. But he didn’t want her to do that yet; he wanted to make love with her.
Once she decided she was content with sucking him off, she looked up at him and he grabbed her by her forearms to lift her up to meet his face. However, she had something a little different in mind. She pulled him down with her and pushed him back so that he was laying on the soft carpet. She was eager and couldn’t wait another moment, even if it meant walking to the bedroom.
He sighed breathless, “You know… you’re really good at that, don’t you?” She smiled mysteriously back at him.
“Maybe, but you can tell me more,” she said, looking up cutely.
“You are… soo… fucking… good at that,” he said between passionate kisses as her lips curved upward while they kissed. “I like how you suck hard on my cock, how tight your throat feels on my head…” If her mouth weren’t wrapped tightly around his cock, she would have smiled, but instead just started sucking him harder, and shoving his cock deep into her mouth. She knew she was good at it, a fact that she was very proud of.
He pulled his head away and looked her up and down, ravenous eyes searching and appreciating every contour her voluptuous frame had to offer. She bit her lip while looking up at him with her long lashes and charming smile. He lingered for a moment, gazing and at last she crawled on top of him like a tiger, but stopped at his cock to suck on it for another quick moment and drop her head down fast so that her lips were touching his pubic mound. He arched his back, groaning as she did so, feeling the way she was flexing her throat muscles to massage the head of his cock. He could see the way that her back was arched so that her round, wide ass up in the air, and it made him even hornier than he already was.
It surprised him how sexually aggressive she was. He loved it, but he wouldn’t have expected it from her. She was so sweet and sheltered. She was such a good girl and he was such a bad boy. It surprised him that she was even interested in him, let alone actively sexually pursuing him. These thoughts passed in and out of his mind. Once she was satisfied again with her work reminding his cock of her mouth, she lifted her head up and crawled up his body so that she was close to his face. He lifted his head up from the ground to kiss her, but she pulled back at the last second, teasing him, before she gave him a hard and passionate kiss, nibbling on his lip.
She lifted her dress up so that her pussy was rubbing against his cock as they grinded their hips together. He reached around her back and unzipped her dress. She smiled, lifting her body up so that she was straddling him before she pulled the dress up over her head to reveal a black bra and matching panties. She also leaned back and took her shoe by the heel, pulling it off and throwing it behind her, one shoe at a time. He thought that it was incredibly sexy the way that she was undressing, and he admired her body: the way her curves met each other so gracefully, the extra curves that she had, and the way that her bra pushed her breasts up ever so slightly so that they looked round and perfect.
He felt compelled now to reach up to touch her huge breasts, caressing them with his hands. He sat up and kissed the spot between her breasts as he reached his arm around her; it was a small space because her breasts were large and pushed close together by her bra, but he could feel the squishy flesh of her tits pressing against either side of his face. He pulled her close to him, so that he could unclasp her bra to reveal her round pendulous rack and her rock hard, rosy pink nipples in the center of large, perfectly round reddish areolas just shy of the size of his palm. He put his mouth on them, feeling the firm, sharp hardness of the tips as he ran his tongue over them, sucking teasing, taking them into his mouth. Her breasts, he thought himself were the most incredibly soft and tender ones he’d ever touched.
She was moaning loudly because she enjoyed the sensation so much. She reached her hand down, sliding it down his side, and began touching the underside of the tip his erection again, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger, teasing, playing- mainly enjoying the treat his mouth was providing her tits.
She could feel how hard his dick was, how thick it was, and the subdual way that blood was running through and pumping into it. She was really getting off on squeezing the monster in her hand which was wrapped tightly around it. She could count the throbs in her clitoris. He reveled in the sensation she was creating in his cock and the hotness of sucking on her tits. He moved his hand along her body, just feeling how amazing her skin felt on his. She pushed him back so that he was laying down again. Then she reached for her purse and pulled out a condom.
“Oh, is that what we’re doing?” he said. He bared his teeth and made a low growl.
“Yes-s-s,” she purred, leaning in to kiss him as she expertly rolled the condom onto his rock hard cock, feeling every inch and curve of it as she did so.
He moaned at her touch and the anticipation of her warm, tight meaty pussy. She went to take her panties off, but the position wasn’t quite right. She ended up falling over a little and laughing about it. Redd laughed, too, and took the opportunity to climb up on top of her this time, pushing her shoulders back so that she was flat on the floor while kissing her. He pulled back to admire her beautiful face and her golden eyes.
He leaned down to kiss her gently as he ran his hand along the curves of her body, landing on her pussy. He began rubbing her pussy, reaching his first two fingers down in between her pussy lips to stimulate her stiff little pulsing clit. She moaned as his thick fingers made contact with her sensitive parts. Reaching further down, he felt the sweet wetness frothing from the opening of her cunt. He slipped his finger into her pussy, listening to her moans. He smiled as he swirled his finger around inside of her body, feeling the textured softness of it, her little muscular spasms, and how wet she was. She was humping his hand at this point and it drove him crazy.
Her pussy was wet, literally dripping, and it made him so hot. She wrapped her legs around h
im, pulling him close to her as he slowly pushed his cock just a little ways into her soaked pussy. They both moaned at the same time and laughed a little about it. They both began thrusting their hips towards each other, smiling with their faces intimately close, kissing sporadically. She leaned in and kissed his bottom lip, taking it between her lips and sucking on it a little. He moaned in response.
He thrust his cock deep into her making her gasp deeply as she arched her back, which just made his thick cock feel even better inside her pussy. She was in such ecstasy that she could barely move as he pumped his hard cock in and out of her. She wrapped her arms around him between fits of spasms from pleasure, and pulled him closer to her. He leaned his head down slightly to kiss her gently, but she met his kiss with hungry lips, grabbing his hair and pulling him close to her. She was feeling so sexually liberated and free having let go of all her inhibitions around him. She wasn’t normally this sexual, but he brought something out in her.
She began pumping her hips up and down as she grabbed his hips, holding onto them tightly. She pulled his hips away and then pushed them closer to her warm pussy, digging her fingers into his hips as she did so. She could feel how hard his cock was inside of her and how wet she was, the way his cock was sliding easily around in her pussy. Between his fingering and his hot cock inside her pussy, she could feel herself about to cum. The pressure was building up and she couldn’t handle it any longer.