Ultimate Curves

by Miranda Forbes

  Liv’s heart raced as she invited Jeremy into her room. While boxes were scattered about the floor, the room was tidy enough to please Liv. She took his black frock coat and hung it up.

  Facing Jeremy, she took in his gorgeous body. Broad shoulders dressed in black silk tempted her. She wanted to rest her head on his shoulder while her hands roamed his strong chest. Although he was young, he looked a bit older than his 31 years. The long hair that hung in his eyes and brushed his collar gave him a nonchalant air, but his bright blue eyes looked alert, as if they didn’t miss a thing. His gaze was deep and penetrating, and at that moment his gaze was firmly fixed on her face. The unspoken question was obvious, and Liv knew what to do next.

  ‘May I hug you?’ she asked.

  ‘Yes. I’d like that.’

  Oh, to finally touch him, to caress his body.Her arms shook as they wrapped around his back. The scent of cinnamon and cloves floated in a cloud around her head as she rested her head on his shoulder. Heart racing, she pressed her body against his, feeling his slender form mould into her own. While Jeremy wasn’t muscular, he was slim and strong. Just the kind of man she loved the most. All those years teaching judo had paid off. His body felt deceptively slight, but she knew he was strong enough to throw a grown man across the room.

  She raised her head, and their lips met. His tongue slid into her mouth, and she tasted coffee and chocolate. The luscious taste combined with the smell of cinnamon and cloves made her head spin.

  They wasted no time. Liv had waited for this moment for a year, and she didn’t want to wait any longer. His firm hands found her breasts and squeezed, sending pulsations of pleasure from each breast to her pussy. Her pulse quickened, and she felt the blood rush into her pussy. I’m horny again. I want this man in my bed, and I want him there now.

  After a frenzy of removing their clothing, they were on the bed, tearing at each other, devouring, kissing, sucking and petting. I can’t keep my hands off of him! I want him so badly!His hands found the flesh around her belly and squeezed it, moulded it, until his erect cock pressed against her thigh. His breath felt hot against her skin as his mouth pressed against her throat, trailing down until his lips wrapped around her hard and sensitive nipples. Each nibble at her buds sent shock waves to her hot and wet pussy.

  ‘My God, your body is so beautiful,’ his voice was deep and raspy with desire. ‘I think about you every night before I go to bed, and I’ve imagined this moment for many months. I feel as if we are already lovers. You know what I want now, don’t you?’

  She turned over on to her stomach, and his hands found her full bum. He squeezed each bum cheek, and then without warning, one hand came down on her with a resounding smack!

  The sting felt sharp and glorious as painful sensations rammed into her pussy. She spread her legs to give him greater access. Two fingers slipped into her pussy as yet another finger found its way into her anus. She smelled strawberries as he opened a bottle of lube she had placed on the dressing table, and within seconds his hard cock made its way into her ass. Spreading her legs to accommodate him, she took in every inch of his erection, and his fingers found her clit, massaging and pinching until her body shivered with arousal. He grew even larger as he slammed into her, his fingers pressed against her swollen clit, and his other hand coming down hard on her bum cheek with a loud smack! With each spanking her pussy tightened until she finally exploded with the most amazing orgasm. As she rode the waves of her climax, Jeremy burst into her ass. She felt his cock jump with each pulsation of his orgasm. Jizz trickled down her cheeks.

  Spent, they both turned over on their backs, chests heaving with exhaustion. After a year of flirtatious and erotic e-mails, they finally consummated their relationship.

  ‘That was as wonderful as I had dreamt it would be. Liv, you are absolutely beautiful and the sexiest woman I have ever met.’

  ‘You’ve been my dream lover for as long, too. I’m sure we’ll continue where we left off later today.’

  Her dream finally came true. Jeremy’s body was all she had hoped for, and more. Liv knew that she and Jeremy would hook up again several times before the convention ended. She saved the under-the-bed restraints, ball gag and spanking paddle for the evening. She hadn’t had a threesome in several years, and Kevin would be game to join them before the weekend was out. That idiot who wrote the ‘butterbodies’ article didn’t know what he was talking about. She knew she was sexy – sexier than those stick figure women who were so thin their ribs showed. And she had the sexy, younger men to prove it. Liv vowed never to read such articles ever again. They weren’t worth her time or attention.

  Chocolate Lover

  by Victoria Blisse

  She moaned and threw back her head in delight, her thick thighs rubbing together of their own accord as a bolt of sensual pleasure coursed through her body.

  “You like that, don’t you?” her husband whispered, stroking the side of her large breast with a teasing finger. “Do you want more?”

  “Yes,” she said, her dark eyes shining.

  “What’s the magic word?” he teased, leaning closer to her, pressing into her curves.

  “Please?” she begged, eyes wide, lips pouting.

  He nodded and slipped another square of milk chocolate between her lips.

  “Chocolate lover,” he taunted, and she winked at him as she sucked the chocolate into her mouth and felt the creamy comfort of it melting over her tongue.

  “Now that would be something I could sink my teeth into,” she purred then licked her lips.

  “I remember that time with the chocolate body paint,” he said, “I ended up covered in bites and bruises.”

  “I don’t remember you complaining at the time.” She reached out to him and stroked his erection through his trousers. “Do we have any of that left?”

  “Hmm, I don’t think so, but I have a sweet treat here for you.”

  “I can tell,” she purred and pulled open his pants. “I hope it has a creamy centre. That’s my favourite part.”

  “Oh, it’s mine too.” He licked his lips and watched his sweet-loving wife lavishing affection on his cock.

  She treated it like an expensive bar of chocolate. Delicately she licked, relishing its flavour and texture on her tongue. Teasing herself to a point when she needed more she engulfed the thick head with her lips and sucked the solid bar, enjoying the warm hardness against her tongue and relishing the gasps and moans she pulled from the lips of her lover.

  “Fuck, I’m going to melt in your mouth,” he groaned and thrust his hips, forcing more of his cock between her enticing lips. He wrapped her dark locks around his fingers in an attempt to control the pleasure exploding through him but the tightening grip in her hair made her suck harder, heightening the erotic tension in his dick.

  She could still taste chocolate on her palate and, mixed with the salty sweetness of the juices leaking from his tip, it proved to be a seductive concoction. She could not get enough of it. Up and down, slowly and steadily she sucked, mimicking the dance of sex, feeling the phantom memory of his cock in her cunt. She could tell that he was close to coming: his balls were tightening beneath her fingers and he was panting and thrusting up into her mouth with increasing urgency.

  She loved this moment the most, the moment when he cursed and screamed and roared as he surrendered to the pleasure and the cum erupted into her eagerly sucking mouth. She savoured every last drop then grinned broadly.

  “I do love that cream filling,” she said.

  “Is it tasty?” he asked, basking in the joy of release.

  “Sure, taste for yourself.” Before he could protest, her lips were on his and they were kissing. He was surprised to find he didn’t find the taste repulsive; in fact, it was an arousing reminder of the blow job he’d just received, and the sweet lingering hint of chocolate on his wife’s lips gave him a wicked idea.

  “Happy birthday, darling!” He rolled over to her side of the bed and wrapped his arm around h
er soft waist.

  “Thanks, sweetheart,” she pushed her plush arse back into him, feeling his solid cock between her ample buttocks. “What have you got for me this year?”

  “Oh, I have something very special for you,” he purred and kissed the sensitive spot at the base of her ear. She moaned and reached to cup his cock.

  “Oh yes, it feels very special,” she gasped. He pulled her hand away from him and moved it back over her waist.

  “No, my love, that isn’t the present I was talking about, although I do plan to give you thatas a bonus if you’re a good girl.”

  “I am always a good girl,” she giggled and shimmied against him, which caused his arm to rub against her breast as her buttocks shuddered against his hard-on.

  “Oh, baby, I know,” he groaned and cupped her tits through the thin cotton of her nightdress, “so very, very good.”

  “So what have you got for me?” she whispered. “I’m curious now.”

  “All in good time, my love, all in good time.” He pressed her back into the bed and flipped over her leg to rest between her thighs. “I want to play with my good girl for a bit first, now you’ve got me in the mood.”

  “You’re always in the mood.” She shook her head, smiling seductively. “It’s why I married you.”

  She lifted her bum as he rolled the material of her nightie higher and higher, revealing her thighs, her rounded stomach and the tips of her tightened nipples. He continued to pull the material up and over her head, until it came away completely and he threw it down to the floor.

  He pulled her arms back above her head and captured her wrists, holding her in that position as he plundered her mouth for a kiss. His lips trailed lower, and his fingers tickled down her arms, landing on her ample bosom. He squeezed and moulded its heavy heat as he suckled, and then his mouth travelled lower still, his fingers staying to feast on the abundance of her breasts.

  The tip of his tongue teased the gentle dip of her belly button. She giggled and squirmed at this intimate and subtle touch. He continued to kiss over her stomach, tracing the silvery lines that caressed her sides like fine lace and treasuring every soft, giving inch of her.

  “Please,” she whimpered, her skin on fire with desire, her mind blinded with lust.

  She felt his smile against the under curve of her stomach. He made every inch of her feel sexy, even the parts that she was uncomfortable with. His lips pursed and kissed and moved lower, and she forgot all her self-centred worries and fears as passion wiped everything else from her mind.

  He was trying to tease her, but the closer he got to his goal the stronger her scent was and the weaker his resistance became. His pace quickened, and his kisses stopped lingering and gained purpose as he trailed through the curls over her pubis. His tongue slipped down and traced the path between her parted sex-lips. He probed deeper and her juices coated his tongue and filled his mouth with mellow sweetness.

  She gasped as his tongue moved higher again and his lips fastened around her aching clit. She moaned and pushed up her hips as he sucked rhythmically, teasing pleasure from that central point and sending it coursing through her entire body.

  She was close to exploding: her skin was feeling tight and almost painful, her brow was prickled with sweat, her cunt was so wet she could feel her juices flowing over her thighs and between her buttocks. She was seconds away from coming all over her husband’s face when he stopped.

  “Bastard!” she cursed, and he just laughed.

  “Now it’s time for your present.” He stretched out, opened the drawer in the bedside cabinet and withdrew a cylindrical wrapped object. He passed it over to his wife who pulled herself up into a sitting position and ripped open the bright, star-scattered paper.

  “It’s your cock,” she gasped, cradling the phallus in her hands. “It is, it’s exactly the same.” She lifted the heavy object to her lips and gently slipped it between them. She sucked briefly then groaned, “Chocolate, I love chocolate.”

  “It’s a chocolate lover.” He grinned, grabbed her legs and pulled her back down the bed. She screamed and then groaned as he plunged his cock into her without any preparation.

  “Suck it, suck that cock while I fuck you,” he begged and she pulled the chocolate back to her mouth and plunged the creamy hardness inside. She yelped but the perfect replica of her husband’s cock in her mouth muted the sound. She felt so dirty, filled at both ends by two big, heavy cocks. She was caught between her two loves, chocolate and him. She was in heaven.

  “Fuck, you give good head,” he groaned as he watched her intently, admiring her sweet mouth at work. He thrust forward, feeling her cunt spasm and suck around him, and the combination was more than he could take. Aware of his gaze resting upon her lips she slipped the sweet cock deep inside her mouth and, as he watched, she swallowed it down to its root. The lewdness of this act pushed him over the edge. He roared and filled her with his cum.

  “I need to fuck you with that cock,” he gasped as he pulled out of her. He took the replica dick from her hands and teased the sticky head around her cunt lips. He could see his cream inside her and, as he pushed that chocolate cock in, his juices oozed out around it. He couldn’t help himself. He had to taste that heady mix of her musk, his salt and the mellow sweetness of her chocolate lover. He tasted it all as he slipped his tongue around the cock buried in his wife’s pussy.

  She writhed on the bed, her chocolate lover slowly melting inside of her. It felt so kinky to have her husband’s mouth licking and sucking around the cock buried within her. He pulled and pushed the dick forcefully and fucked her thoroughly with it, lapping up the chocolate and cum displaced by the violent fucking.

  “I’m going to come,” she gasped, and he moaned, pulled back and watched as her fingers snaked down to her clit and began to rub over it roughly.

  “That’s it, baby, come all over your lover’s cock. Yes, cover that cock with your juices while I watch. Fuck yes, that’s it.”

  She exploded at his words, screamed and felt the chocolate give and ooze as her cunt spasmed and her orgasm forced itself free of her body. She moaned as the cock was drawn from inside of her, but the moans turned from disappointment to lust as she saw her husband eagerly sucking her juices off the chocolate phallus.

  “Suck that cock, baby,” she gasped, “suck it clean.”

  He looked at her, his bright eyes wide with desire, his lips stretched lewdly around the chocolate. He pulled the dick from his mouth and offered it to her. She eagerly took it and plunged it into her mouth. She could taste her sweetness mingled with the creaminess of the chocolate as it melted into her mouth and dripped all over her lips.

  Their gazes never drifted from each other, and she watched her husband lick the chocolate cum from all over his lips. A jolt of desire shocked through her body and vibrated in her freshly fucked cunt.

  When his gaze finally left hers it travelled down her curves and her still splayed thighs. With a sexy eyebrow shrug he dipped his head and she anticipated the caress of his lips on her sex. She sucked eagerly on the pleasure-giving chocolate in her mouth as his lips and tongue hesitantly swept over her chocolate and cum-covered cunt.

  He was overwhelmed by the scent. The chocolate was heavy and cream laden, his cum was a more astringent scent like lemon juice and he could pick out the peachy freshness of his wife’s juices that pulled the two opposing scents together and blended them like a top chef creating a new recipe.

  It was appetising, and he wanted to taste it, but it was something so new, so different that he hesitated a moment, and just looked at her creamy, chocolate-filled cunt. It was beautiful, like a skilfully crafted dessert. He almost didn’t want to ruin it, he wanted to look and watch and treasure this moment without taking the next step.

  It was her moans and her hip thrusting that fuelled his desire and encouraged him to take his first taste of chocolate cream pie direct from her hot, wet hole. It was the chocolate he tasted first and so he dug a little deeper and found
the scent and taste of his wife. It made his cock jump. It was the next thrust that revealed the salty undertone of his own cum to his taste buds, and he found himself licking and sucking in earnest, wanting to taste more of this lustful creation.

  It was sex, pure and simple in a taste. It was kink, it was love, it was arousal, it was them and it was all in a taste that bathed his tongue. It was almost too much to take, but it was so addictive that he wanted more, and with each mewl and gasp from his wife the desire to taste more became stronger.

  He licked her hole clean and moved on to her lips and her clit and chased the last traces of this unique taste sensation across her intimate parts.

  “I want to taste you now,” she groaned, and he scrabbled to move around on the bed. She rolled to her side and cradled his head on her thigh as he continued to lick with barely a pause. She passed the chocolate cock to him and pulled him closer, her hand squeezing his tight buttock as the tip of his cock slipped between her lips. She experienced the same taste as her husband, the chocolate was already in her mouth with hints of her and him, but the warmth of his turgid flesh transformed it from just taste to pure desire.

  They were joined together by a taste, by a bond, by a moment of sheer desire and new discovery. They were both burning with need and their mouths worked in rhythm with each other to bring ecstasy to their partner. She groaned and gasped and took more of his hardness into her mouth as she felt the chocolate cock pressing against her tight rosebud. Her anus eagerly opened to accept it. She felt her husband’s cock expand in her mouth as her chocolate lover slipped into her back passage.

  His lips locked on to her clit as the chocolate moved in and out of her tight hole. It felt so dirty, so naughty to be fucked back there as her husband ate her cunt. It was like a decadent orgy and she was the centre star with two dedicated lovers using her plush body for their own pleasure.

  She loved being that slut, that receptacle for lust. She rocked her hips in time with the cock in her arse, and she ground her cunt onto her husband’s face as she came hard with a scream that was muted by the cock in her mouth. Moments later she felt and tasted the flood of her husband’s desire and the drip of the chocolate oozing from the shrinking cock lodged in her bottom.