Page 26 of Curvy Cabin Fever
The hot water crashes over us, soaking our skin, but it’s nothing compared to the heat between us. Her hair is almost black beneath the cascading water, and I attack her mouth, needing to taste her again. My dick presses against her stomach, and she reaches down, surprising me. Her fingers slide around the base of my dick, and I can’t help but moan. She knowsexactlywhat she’s doing, and to my utter fucking astonishment, she drops to her knees.
“Aria, hey, you don’t have to do that,” I whisper, my hands moving to her head as she stares up at me, her rosebud lips parting so her tongue can flicker against my dick. “Fuck!”
I won’t stop her if she wants to do this. Let her fucking drink from the valley of Morgan. I’m here for it. Her lips slide over the head next, and she sucks hard, making me grit my teeth and gripher hair. The sight of Aria on her knees, covered in water, steam surrounding us, her breasts jiggling as she bobs her head up and down, is enough to make me shoot my load here and now.
“Aria…” I say, fingers curling in her hair as she takes me into her mouth slowly, her tongue flickering against my shaft as my head falls forward, my mouth open.
I’m panting like a fucking dog, wishing she would stop just so I could do this for her, to her.
She moans against my dick, and I stare at her, watching as she devours me like I’m her favorite meal. Then she splays her palms and fingers across my stomach; her eyes closed against the stream of water as she relinquishes control to me.
I thrust my hips slowly at first, but her hands move to grip my hips, making me go faster.
“Fuck, Aria,” I mutter as I increase my pace, my hips and her hands moving at the same speed, the sound of her gagging on my dick enough to send me out of my mind.
She moans again, sending vibrations through my dick as I tense, feeling my balls tighten.
“I’m gonna come,” I gasp, fucking her mouth and throat so hard I should apologize, but my come fills her throat, and she swallows it down like she’s thirsty, so fuckingthirsty. A ringing fills my ears, and I groan, still sending spurts of ecstasy into her greedy mouth.
I stare down as she swipes her tongue all over my dick, cleaning it thoroughly before the water takes over. I help her to her feet, staring at her like the goddess she is, and then it’s my turn.
“Wait, what—” Aria says as I fall to my knees, parting her legs.
I can smell her arousal from here, and my mouth fills with saliva, greedy for her taste. The water hits my back as I lift her leg onto my shoulder, and Aria furiously tries to stop me.
“Morgan, please don’t look at me from down there,” she pleads, her voice deep and raspy from letting me throat fuck her. “It’s not a good angle!” She sounds desperate, begging almost.
“Aria,” I growl, my mouth close to her gleaming pussy, slick with her wanting. “Iloveyour body. Do you hear me? So yes, Iwilllook at you from this and every other fucking angle. Got it?”
Before she can respond, I slam my mouth against her pussy, moaning as her delicious, musky taste hits my tongue. I lose my mind, feasting on her like a man starved—which I suppose I am. My tongue flattens against her pussy lips, stroking up and down until she’s moaning and bucking her hips.
“Good girl,” I remark, running my hand up and down her thigh as she clenches around me. “Your body is meant to be worshipped.”
“Morgan!” she gasps, pushing my head deep between her legs, my lips capturing her clit between them as I suck, my tongue darting out to flick it every few seconds. “Fuck!”
I can’t hold back. I have to have more of her in my mouth, and I know she is going to protest, but fuck it.
What’s the point of being big and strong if I can’t lift my girl up?
I hoist her other leg from the floor, my hands gripping her ass cheeks as she panics, her hands sliding down the wet tiled walls.
Oh, fuck yeah. That’s better.
I bury my face fully between her legs, keeping her elevated so I can lick her from top to bottom, her legs trembling either side of me.
“I’m too heavy; please put me down,” Aria pants between my tongue thrusting into her delicious hole, torn between insecurity and insanity.
I snort and lift my head away so I meet her embarrassed gaze head-on. “Heavy? Have you ever been with a real man before,Aria? You’re fuckingperfect. Exactly what I need. Now, can you stop with this shit and let me make you come? Please?”
Women, honestly.Don’t they understand how good it feels to hold their beautiful weight and curves? Hearing their moans and knowingyoumade them? Ilovebigger girls. They’re so fucking tasty, and I love reminding them how beautiful they are.
“Oh my god…” Aria grits her teeth as I nibble on her clit, my fingers digging into her ass cheeks. “There, Morgan, don’t stop!”
I shake my head, forcing my mouth to give her the friction she’s craving, my teeth brushing against her clit as she moans my name. I slide my tongue deep into her when she comes, her walls tensing and pulsing around me as she loses her mind, her thighs clamped on either side of my head like she never wants to let me go.
“Fuck me, Morgan, please!” Aria moans as I slide her shaking legs down, her eyes still closed as she twists, pushing her round ass out to me.
I need to be inside her. Now. But I force myself to wait, just long enough to hear her beg for it; to let the others hear her beg for it, for me.
