The Billionaire's High-rise: A BBW Erotica
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Jack started gently, slowly moving himself in and out. After a few moments however, he could no longer resist the temptation of her warm entrance. He began to quickly push himself inside of her with increasing force. Lucy moaned louder and louder, and she could feel Jack’s grip tighten along her curvy hips. “Oh Lucy, you’re beautiful. This feels amazing.” Lucy did not respond. The feeling of his cock inside of her had sent her to another world, another place, filled with pleasure and desire.
Their bodies moved in unison, in perfect harmony. Sometimes, the first time you make love with someone, it is awkward. The movements have not quite synced up, the right spots are just barely missed. Not with Jack. It was like his member was meant for her slit, and her slit was meant for his member. They both seemed to lose their minds in cascading waves of pleasure and excitement. They both moaned and let out quick breaths, but neither could hear the other make such noises. Jack reach up from her hips and tugged on her nipples playfully. It wasn’t a hard pinch, but it was just enough to send Lucy descending further into her own world. The back of her head was pressed hard into the pillow as Jack continued to pound himself inside of her. This was ecstasy, she thought to herself in a brief moment of clarity.
Jack leaned in close to her neck, and kissed the spot under her ear. He reached up the slightest amount and gently bit her earlobe. He whispered, “Oh Lucy, I’m going to cum. Can I cum inside of you?” Lucy whispered back, “Please, please cum inside of me Jack.” His rhythm began to change, to shift as he came closer and closer to climax. His cock was getting harder. The sensation made Lucy realize that she too was on the verge of climaxing, and she pushed Jack’s hips deep inside of her as her face became red and her back arched uncontrollably. A few seconds later, Lucy’s body still convulsing from her orgasm, she could feel Jack’s hand clench tight on her waist. She pushed him hard inside of her again, and he began to empty himself inside of her. He moaned loudly as she felt him twitch and spasm. It felt incredible.
Jack collapsed to her side, his breath labored. His hand rested gently across Lucy’s breasts as she too began catch her breath. She looked up at the stark white ceiling and sighed. “So this is it, huh? Now you’ll probably kick me out of here and never see me again, now that you’ve gotten what you wanted.” Lucy swore to herself. How could she be so naive? All he wanted was sex. All men ever want is sex, and then they toss you aside. Jack turned on his side and turned her face towards his. His eyes seemed to dive into the depths of her. “Never say that ever again.” He was dead serious. “I’m not tossing you out of my life. You’re the first person that I’ve ever met that made me feel human. That made me feel like something more than the things that I own.” Jack collapsed on the pillow next to her, and wrapped his fingers around hers. “I hope you’re not busy this weekend. I was thinking we should take a trip to my home in Paris.” Lucy blinked a few times as her situation began to set in. Could this man really be serious? Could she really mean that much to him? She turned her head to his and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “My schedule is all free this weekend.” He turned his head and smiled. “Good. I wouldn’t want to go there without you.” They kissed again, and their eyes remained locked. I could get used to this, Lucy thought to herself.
That is the story of how Jack Sorenson met his wife, Lucy. A series of coincidences, a touch of bravery, and a little luck, and Jack finally found the woman that could complete him, that could make him feel wanted and desired. Not his things, but him. For Lucy’s part, she finally met someone who loved her for all that she was. He loved her curvy things, her big hips – all of the things that made her cringe when she spotted them in the mirror after a shower. He loved every bit of her, and she never let go of him. They never let go of each other.