Island Curves (A BBW Romance) by Virginia Wade Page A

as he sought entrance. I thought he was going to slide in
fully, but instead, he rubbed himself over my slit, brushing my
clit repeatedly. He wet himself in the process.
    “Oh, David!”
    “Are you gonna scream when you come?”
    “Do you want me too?”
    “I love it when you scream.”
    “Then for you, I will.”
    He drove in deep, filling me to the balls,
while enjoying the snug confines of my silken walls, which
contracted around him. I played with my clit, which felt like an
enormous Milk Dud .
    “You feel so good, Marissa. Show me those
boobs.”
    I lifted the dress over my head, exposing my
bra, which barely held my breasts in check. Pregnancy had increased
their size drastically. I unclasped the hooks, the flesh bursting
out in voluptuous freedom.
    “Like this?”
    “Jesus. Those are sinful.”
    “You can suck on them when I breastfeed.”
    “God, I hope so.”
    I giggled, “I always make too much milk. I’m
like an overflowing cow.”
    “No, you’re perfect.”
    I toyed with my nub, while he slid in and out
with gentle persistence. “You can do it harder, David. I won’t
break.”
    He lifted my legs, holding the ankles. “You
ready?”
    “Yes,” I breathed.
    His balls slapped against me as he drove home
repeatedly. I grasped for his butt, my fingers digging into the
firmness of the region. He was slick with moisture; the length
teased me to distraction, while a delicious tension began to
build.
    “David!” He let go of my legs and leaned
over, continuing our intimate connection, and took a hardened
nipple into his mouth. “Oh, yes.”
    Sliding a hand between us, I rubbed myself,
while he thrust back and forth, pleasuring us both. With each tug
on my nipple, I could feel my belly contracting with sensual
energies that threatened to overwhelm me.
    “Ooohhh…yes…”
    “Marissa, Jesus. It’s like a vice.”
    “Sorry. I can’t help it.” I sounded
breathless.
    “No, I love it.”
    “I’ve never slept with a millionaire
before.”
    He laughed, “Yes you have. I was one
before.”
    I gasped, “Oh, wow!”
    He pressed my breasts together, laving each
nipple thoroughly. “You’re so beautiful.”
    “More. Do me more.”
    “Demanding little wench.”
    He plunged, hitting something sensitive,
which created a firestorm of sensations that tingled out from my
core. “Yes! Like that!”
    “I can’t keep this pace up for long.”
    “Me either.”
    I was right on the edge, skirting orgasmic
rapture with each labored breath and fearing that, when I screamed,
security would break down the door.
    “Oh, David. OH-OH-OH-DAVID!” My belly
tightened, as the climax hit like a pleasurable tsunami. The orgasm
made my stomach feel like a hard basketball, while I convulsed with
pleasure. My belly would soften again as soon as the contractions
wore off.
    David got to his feet, massaging his wet
length. “Oh, God.”
    Knowing what he wanted, I closed my lips
around him, sucking aggressively. He groaned loudly, erupting with
a silken stream, which squirted into my mouth.
    “Jesus! Ooohhh…” I captured every last bit,
the rest dribbling to my breasts. “That’s so nice, honey.”
    I glanced up at him. “You’re a naughty, boy,
David.”
    “We’re just getting started, Marissa. I’ve
got big plans for you.”
    I tingled from the roguish look in his eye.
“Oh…sounds good.”
     
     
    The End
     
     
     
    Books by Virginia
Wade
     
    Cum For The Viking
    Cum For The Viking 2-6
     
    Cum For Bigfoot
    Cum For Bigfoot 2-15
     
    Sense And Sexuality
    Pride And Penetration
    Naughty Emma
     
    Siren Island: Shipwrecked
    Siren Island: Lust For Gold
    Siren Island: Kidnapped
     
    Jane’s Playmates
    Sarah’s Playmates
    Taken By Pirates
    In The Garden Of Snakes
    Ann of the Apocalypse
    Conquest of the Gladiator
    Bred By The Dark Lord
    The Virgins of Castle Bliss
     
    Lily (A Novel)
    Cavegirl (Primitive Lust)
    Breeding the Lusty Babysitter
    Bred By Pastor Green
    Bred at Bible Camp
     
    Total Nympho: The Stacy