Men Love Curves: BBW Romance

by Ruby Madden

  “To this day, most people think that I’m just a trust fund brat living off my father’s billions. The truth is that my father squandered most of his inheritance and only has just over a hundred million left.” Blaze laughed. “I know that’s still a lot of money, but it’s very little compared to the billion he started out with.”

  Bernadette smiled hopefully at Blaze as she recorded their conversation for her article.

  “Maybe this magazine article will change the way people see you. When they look at you, I want people to see the successful and inspired man I see before me right now.”

  “That would be incredible.” Blaze said, still laughing. “But don’t worry about me. No matter what people think, I’m doing just fine. Our grandmother gave James and me the start-up money for Sparks Luxury Brands, and we’ve multiplied her initial investment into over three billion dollars during the past seven years.”

  Blaze gave Bernadette more than enough material to write an amazing magazine article. By the time she concluded her interview she was certain that she could craft an article sure to win her the job of Fashion Editor at BBW Runway magazine.

  Chapter 10

  Blaze

  “May I photograph you?” Blaze whispered into Bernadette’s ear as he stood behind her on his beach front balcony with his strong arms gently wrapped around her waist.

  The ocean wind twirled and twisted the floral scented strands of her long wavy auburn hair softly over his bulging muscles. He watched each red strand dance in the warm summer wind and find its way onto his shoulders and biceps, melting into him and then lifting up to dance in the wind again.

  Blaze waited patiently for Bernadette’s response to his question.

  The ocean waves crested and crashed in front of them for another full minute before she answered.

  “Yes, photograph me,” Bernadette breathed into the wind as she lifted Blaze’s masculine right hand up to her smooth, silky lips and kissed it hungrily.

  Blaze’s heart soared in the instant that Bernadette agreed to allow him to photograph her. It began to race when he felt the sensual sensation of her silky lips on his hand.

  Blaze continued to cuddle Bernadette’s soft curves protectively with his left arm as she held his right hand up to her satin lips and kissed each of his long fingers, suckling each fingertip greedily with the suction of her mouth.

  Bernadette twirled her tongue around the tip of Blaze’s velvet smooth pinky finger and then let it slip from her mouth along with the words “Where do you want me?”

  “I want you,” Blaze demanded “…out of this gown…and lying naked on my photography stage.”

  He growled into the smooth column of Bernadette’s neck as his parched lips slid across her silken skin up past her feminine jawline and towards the corner of her luscious lips.

  His strong masculine hands abandoned her waistline and moved to the twin peaks of her shoulders spinning her around and giving his mouth access to the front of her body where her moist lips resided.

  Roughly he leaned forward and pressed his open-mouth against hers. He parted her soft lips with his demanding tongue and drove its firmness into the wet heat of her mouth. Their tongues danced together inside of her mouth tasting one another until her tongue pushed past his defenses and slid inside the velvet heat of his mouth, exploring his depths hungrily.

  Now that he had tasted her soft wet lips and tongue he wanted to taste her aromatic lower lips and ravage that savoriness as well.

  Blaze reached for the twin peaks of her shoulders again and broke their kiss by spinning her around so that her back was facing him. With quick precision, he unzipped the back of her gown clear down to the round curve of her ass. With her naked back and upper buttocks exposed to him, it was clear that she was completely nude underneath her ball gown. She wore no bra or panties to stand in the way of his lust.

  “Walk your lovely figure onto my photography stage,” Blaze commanded.

  Bernadette obeyed, clutching her ball gown tightly against her chest as she stepped down from the windy balcony into the stillness of Blaze’s photography studio. Once she was safely inside the privacy of his studio, she allowed her ball gown to fall to the floor, completely revealing her nakedness to him.

  Blaze’s breath simultaneously quickened and caught in his chest at the sight of Bernadette’s nakedness. “Magnificent,” he cried out as he walked up to her and ran his fingers over the soft rippled curves of her shapely breasts and belly.

  “Mmm…” he hummed as he dropped down to his knees before her allowing his strong masculine fingers to trail down the soft flesh of her belly, down past her silken mound and land just above her clit. He circled his fingers around her moist erect flesh and then spread apart her feminine folds giving him full access to her splendor.

  Blaze leaned forward and took her pink pulsating bud inside of his mouth. Bernadette blossomed open for him, and his tongue lapped up her wetness as he licked and sucked the surface of her womanhood with his talented tongue and lips.

  He spread apart her slick folds as he dipped his tongue down to the base of her clit, licking her from root to tip, swirling his tongue around her sensitive flesh and making her thighs tremble. Playfully he nibbled and chewed on her flesh as she rocked her hips back and forth against his face.

  “Mmm…” he hummed again, this time, the vibrations from his throaty and masculine voice penetrated deep inside Bernadette’s core. Her bottom clenched and tightened, and her knees trembled as Blaze lapped at the warm opening of her core, drinking the hot creamy nectar that flowed from within her.

  Blaze’s exploration of her continued for several minutes before suddenly, and with a devious grin on his face, he took one last taste of her petal soft folds, stood up to his feet and addressed her again.

  “Don’t let me stand in your way Bernadette. Please, step up onto my stage,” he insisted, stepping off to the side and out of her way and giving her an open path to climb onto his main photography stage.

  **Bernadette**

  Bernadette’s chest heaved, and her mouth panted as she looked up into Blaze’s icy blue eyes with her own green eyes searching his for an explanation why he had so suddenly stopped giving her the best oral sex of her life. She found no explanation in his eyes, just lust.

  She was filled with lust as well and wanted more pleasure, so she decided to indulge his request and willed her body to move forward and step up onto his stage.

  Bernadette’s curvaceous hips swayed from side to side, and the smooth curves of her ass bounced and shifted as she stepped over her gown and sauntered across the studio’s hardwood floor giving Blaze a show. Her crystal heels clicked against the floor’s hard surface as she stepped up onto Blaze’s main photography stage.

  Blaze carried a long, flat silver-colored bench that shimmered in the stage lights in his large hands. With a thud, he placed it on the stage floor behind Bernadette and instructed her to sit down on it.

  Her confidence and frame diminished by the size and grandeur of Blaze’s photography stage, Bernadette rushed to follow his instructions and sheepishly sat down in the middle of the bench.

  Her heart beat loudly inside her chest, and she could hear the sound of her blood rushing through her veins as she sat on the bench waiting for him to adjust the studio lighting that surrounded her and towered over her naked body.

  She had always fantasized about being one of Blaze’s models, but she wasn’t 100 percent certain that she wanted to be one of his nude models.

  As Bernadette sat and gripped the edge of the bench in her hands, she consoled herself with the thought that at least her naked pictures would be tasteful. She had seen plenty of Blaze’s nude photography published in high-end magazines and all of it had been artistic and classy.

  As she continued to sit on the bench waiting for Blaze to adjust his camera, her attention turned to how warm and comfortable the bench was to sit on. When she first sat down she had expected it to be har
d, cold and metallic, but it was none of those things and for that she was grateful.

  Bernadette focused on steadying her breath as Blaze walked up to her and started to manipulate her body, posing her in the position he desired.

  “Here, let me place your right arm and hand over your breasts like this, and your left hand down here to give the photo some mystery,” he explained. “Now tilt your chin up and turn your head slightly to the left. Good. Curve your shoulder down just a bit. Perfect. Stay exactly like that.”

  Bernadette froze in position as Blaze walked around her clicking his camera, taking her photograph.

  “Beautiful. That pose is classic and perfect. I know your arm must be growing tired. I’ll be finished with this position soon.”

  “He really knows what he’s doing,” Bernadette thought as she smiled internally.

  “We’re moving on to the next picture. This one’s going to be bolder.” He crooned as he moved both of her arms to the sides of her body and laid her down on the warm long bench flat on her back.

  “I’ll be back in a moment. I need to collect a few props for this photo,” he said as he left her side.

  As Bernadette lay on her back, she stared up at a serene meadow scene painted on the ceiling above her. She consciously slowed her racing heart by repeating the words “I’m in the secure and capable hands of the King of BBW fashion photography” softly and aloud.

  The sudden warmth of Blaze’s hands on her inner thighs was a shock to her system. Bernadette’s eyes blinked to refocus themselves on the towering… naked figure that was standing over her. She had been so focused on calming her nerves that she hadn’t even heard Blaze walk up onto the stage.

  She had lost all control of the rate of her heartbeat when she realized that he had done more than just collect a few photography props while he had been gone. He had completely undressed himself and was now standing at her side in all of his naked glory.

  Bernadette turned her head to the side to face Blaze, her eyes fixing on his long hard manhood as it jutted straight out in front of his muscular body. He leaned forward and the length of his cock rested on top of her thigh as he worked. She could feel the hot velvet smoothness of his skin slide against hers as he compelled her limbs to move into the positions he desired.

  “This pose will be more of a challenge for you, but I have confidence in your ability to sustain it," he said looking down at her with the sweet smile she recalled from her photographs of him.

  The low throaty tones of Blaze’s voice and the combination of tender concern and pride that radiated through his smile set the nerve endings of Bernadette’s clit lit afire. Her hot flesh steamed with desire.

  It took a will of steel and fire for her to stop herself from reaching out, grabbing his cock and using it to bring her body to satisfaction. As her desire for him burned, she could feel her clit growing as long and hard as it ever had… and the sensation was beginning to overwhelm her.

  Bernadette consciously breathed out some of the fire of her passion as she lay frozen in the exact position Blaze had posed her into. “I’m with the King,” she mouthed softly and relaxed into the firey sensations exploding inside of her body, allowing them to overwhelm her.

  Silently Blaze brought a long metal ruler up to Bernadette’s face showing it to her and then carefully placed its hard coolness down onto the peaks of her nipples gently covering them. Immediately she felt her nipples harden and grow almost to a painful extent under the stiff iciness of the metal as it rapidly cooled the heat of her skin.

  A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as he brought a large glossy red apple up to her face showing it to her and then rested its weight down onto her already swollen clit.

  He pressed down on the apple gently rolling and rotating it, sliding its smooth surface over the slick wet flesh of her clit and ruffled folds.

  Once he found its perfect position, he lifted the apple up to his lips, opened his manly jaw and with a loud crunch took a large bite of the ripe fruit. The apple’s juicy liquid dribbled out of the side of his mouth and down his chin as he chewed and swallowed its flesh.

  “So, I’m the King,” Blaze whispered into Bernadette’s mouth as he bent down to kiss her, sharing the salty sweet flavor of his lips with her. As his tongue explored her mouth, he reached down and positioned the partially eaten apple back onto her swollen clit allowing the fruit’s juicy center to drip down into her luscious folds. Her core quaked and shuttered as she felt the fruit’s cool fluid mix with her own liquid heat.

  Bernadette cried out “Yes, King!” into Blaze’s hungry mouth as her climax exploded through her body.

  As her orgasm relented, she felt a surge of pleasure and pride grow inside her chest. She was pleased with herself for sustaining the difficult pose that her king of photography had put her into.

  Blaze was now walking around her and photographing her body from multiple angles and calling out compliments of “impressive” and “stunning”.

  “You can move now!” He shouted across the stage as he placed his camera back on its stand. He stood behind the camera looking at its display screen reviewing his work as he twisted his hips from side to side in a stretching motion.

  Bernadette stood up from the bench facing away from Blaze and allowed all of the photography props to fall to the floor as she lifted her arms above her head stretching her torso and her waist. “Ah,” she sighed as the pleasure of the stretch radiated through her body.

  “Come and look at this photo” He called out to her. “Your face looks angelic in this one.”

  Bernadette turned around to face him, and her eyes roamed over the magnificence that was Blaze’s body.

  He stood in front of her, one hand on his camera and the other raking back his dark brown hair.

  “My King…” Bernadette purred as she allowed her eyes to travel down from his face to his well-formed jaw, broad muscled chest, iron-hard abs and finally land on the impressive form of his erect cock as it bounced and pulsated as he stretched.

  Blaze looked away from his camera as he heard Bernadette cry out; his chest rising sharply as his crystal blue eyes met and locked onto her emerald green eyes.

  “Forget the picture!” He roared as he ran across the room and swept her soft body up into the security of his strong arms.

  Chapter 11

  Blaze

  Blaze and Bernadette growled into each other’s mouths and kissed with a desperate fierceness as he carried her off the main photography stage and onto one of the smaller stages bordering the Sparks Luxury clothing closet that was filled with exquisite couture gowns.

  Still holding onto Bernadette securely with one arm, he used his free hand to reach into the closet and pull out hundreds of thousands of dollars-worth of gorgeous couture gowns. One by one he threw each gown on the stage creating his own large puffy couture nest.

  Bernadette sighed “Blaze, it’s sooo soft,” and swept her hands over the silky fabric as he swiftly lowered her down into his handcrafted nest. Her melodic voice sang inside his head, and he slowed down his movements allowing the smooth sound of her song to softly caress his ears.

  Gently, he lowered his muscular hips between her silken thighs and her legs blossomed open accepting him. He bathed in the floral carnation and musky tuberose scent of her perfume as the swollen head of his cock pulsed in desperation to be inside of her and create a lasting union.

  Blaze delighted in her skin’s heat as Bernadette cradled him in her arms and he relaxed his body slowly into hers feeling every ripple and swell of her tight walls as she held onto him, pulsing internally and drawing him in deeper. The tighter her walls squeezed, the more he quickened his pace, thrusting deeper inside of her heat eager to feel every slick muscle of her haven envelope him.

  **Bernadette**

  Bernadette reached out for the taught flesh of Blaze’s muscular ass, gripping it tightly in her hands and pulling it towards her, driving his iron cock deep inside the we
t heat of her core. She screamed and laughed out loud abandoning herself in giddy pleasure as she thrust her hips up to meet his and stole more of his hot iron inside of her.

  Bernadette had worried for so long that she would never feel the wonderful dizzying pleasure of Blaze’s huge cock diving into her molten core and opening her up stretching her walls to their limit. Now that he was actually here pleasuring her with his thrusting manhood, she let go and allowed herself to trust him completely, adjusting the angle of her hips inviting his shaft to crash into her clit with each new thrust of his pelvis.

  The intense pleasure of Blaze’s iron-hard shaft sliding up to and slapping against the slick wall of her clit sent Bernadette’s head spinning to the point that she feared she would lose consciousness. She grasped his smooth face in her hands to steady herself and smiled into her pleasure as she felt her inner walls stretch and then constrict clamping down against the hot velvet iron of his cock.

  She licked and sucked greedily on his thumbs as he brought his hands down to her face and cupped her cheeks gently in his muscular grip softly brushing his thumbs over the moistness of her lips as he continued to thrust inside her.

  Her body shook and convulsed as he continued to piston into her through her orgasm. Unable to hold onto him any longer she released her grip on his face and flung her arms to her sides, allowing them to sink into the soft fluffy nest of couture gowns that Blaze had made for them to lay on.

  Her vision blurred, but she could see still see Blaze looking down at her with beads of sweat forming on his forehead as his smile turned into a growl and he quickened and deepened his pace, his cock thickening as he thrusted into her so forcefully that she felt she might split in half.

  Her wet walls stretched to their new limit to accommodate him and then pulsed rhythmically, exploding into spasms and convulsions. Bernadette’s pleasure burst out from her core and electrified her entire body.