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Erica Spread
Erica flopped back on the bed, nude. She let out a sigh, threw her arms wide, and spread her legs about as wide as they would go. “Whew, that was a lot of work.”
I looked over at her from where I was sitting on the other side of the bed, admiring her pink painted toes, spread legs, tight belly, huge breasts, pink fingernail polish, red lips, lovely smile, and dark hair, as my eyes traveled from her feet to the top of her head. I smiled at her, thinking interesting thoughts having nothing to do with what she had just finished doing.
She turned her head to the side and looked at me. Perhaps she could tell what I was thinking. No, almost certainly she could. She was good at reading my mind.
She smiled back at me. “Come here,” she said. “I want you.”
Never being one to disappoint a lady, especially Erica (she could have a furious temper when disappointed or annoyed), I crawled across the bed.
The closer I got the bigger her smile became. By the time I was over her, she was positively grinning at me. I was kneeling between her spread thighs, my hands pressing into the bed above her shoulders. She had been watching my face as I crawled toward her, but I knew she could tell I was erect, by the heat of my groin, if nothing else.
She licked her lips as she watched me hovering above her. “Take me. Now!”
I was betting she was wet and no preliminaries would be needed. I was right. As I started to slide into her, her eyes went wide and she hitched a quick breath. Then almost instantly her legs were around my hips, with her heels on my ass, pulling me into her. She snaked her arms under my arms and around my shoulders and hugged me so hard she pulled herself up off the bed. “Yes!” she cried loudly into my ringing ear.
For a few moments she hung there, her huge breasts smashed into my chest, her chin on my left shoulder. Her feet were trying to push me the rest of the way into her, but her grip on my chest kept us from moving against each other.
After a few moments her strength gave out (or perhaps she was more interested in feeling me moving in her than she was in hugging me), and she dropped back onto the bed, continuing to pull me into her. I thrust home with the expected loud squish. She ran her fingers and fingernails up and down my back and across my shoulders, as she set the pace of our with her feet on my ass.
She began to pant in time with my thrusts as I repeatedly slapped home into her. Her eyes, which were round when I entered her, continued to get wider. She licked her lips between pants. Soon she had that wonderful expression on her face that women get when they are truly enjoying themselves. A look that half says “I can’t believe what is happening to me” and half says “Oh my God this is wonderful!” I watched and enjoyed the dichotomy and confusion in her mind, as one idea fought with the other, and the rest of her body kept automatically pulling me into her to feed her pleasure.
After a few minutes of this, her panting and occasional gasps were growing heavier and her motion was becoming more and more uncoordinated. Finally her legs dropped away from me, and she again spread them as wide as they would go. For a few thrusts she pushed her hips up to meet my thrusts. But even that was too much effort, as her pleasure overrode her ability to control her body, and she lay there, accepting what I was doing with her.
She was still trailing her fingers over my sides and shoulders. Soon even that stopped, and her arms dropped to the bed. She was spreadeagled on the bed again, just as when she first fell onto the bed and looked over at me.
I pleasured her, watching as she continued to stare into my eyes with both disbelief and lust. Occasionally I would glance down and watch her heavy, heavy breasts bounce and slosh with our thrusts. I pushed my chest lower down for a few thrusts. An awkward position, but I was rewarded with the feel of her hard nipples raking against my chest. I don’t think she even noticed, her entire mind was concentrated into her eyes looking at me, and her thighs and pussy feeling me. After a few moments I straightened my back and arms so I could go back to solid thrusting, and felt her pleasure continue to grow.
In a few more minutes I knew she was close. Her nipples could cut diamonds. She was blinking and gasping as though she had run a marathon. Suddenly, as I was pulling back for another thrust, she threw her head back and her entire body went rigid. I thrust into her twice more, and suddenly her arms and legs snapped around me again, crushing me to her, and keeping me from moving. I could still move my hips, so I continued to thrust as best I could with the rhythm we had going, holding her at her peak for as long as I could.
Her eyes were squeezed tight, as though her eyelids could help pull me against her. After another dozen or two short thrusts, levering my hips against her, a low growl started deep in her chest. I swear I could feel it through her nipples, daggering into my chest. Slowly the growl turned into a word: “YES!”
A moment later her eyes snapped wide open, and she again shouted “YES!”, staring into my eyes, and if possible hugging me even tighter. I continued thrusting her with my hips, since that was all I could move in the body grip she had on me.
After a few moments of coming down off her high, her mind turned back on, and she realized I was still thrusting in her. She looked at me with love and amazement. “You haven’t cum?”
“Nope,” I replied with a cheeky grin, as I continued thrusting. I knew that grin would get to her. It always did.
“Well, get to it.” She dropped her arms back widespread onto the bed again, giving me room to move. Her thighs were still around my waist, and she used her heels to pull me into her a couple of times, before dropping her legs back, spread, on the bed, and starting to push her groin up to meet my thrusts. “Unless you’ve run dry?”
“I’m pretty sure I haven’t” I replied, continuing to grin at her, and now thrusting fulllength into her, since I could move freely against her again.
Since I had her attention, I deliberately looked down at her chest and watched her huge breasts slosh, slop, and quiver with each thrust. I gave her three particularly hard thrusts to make her boobs shake even more. “I love how your tits move when we move.”
“Well they need exercise and to get out and play too. They get tired of being cramped up in a bra all day.” She wiggled her shoulders back and forth, making her breasts even more active. I was almost getting dizzy trying to keep track of her nipples as they raced around.
She grinned up at me, watching my eyes watch her. She grabbed the sides of her boobs with her hands, pressing them up toward my chest. I swooped down toward her as I continued to thrust, and felt her diamondhard nipples and creamsoft breasts scrape against my chest, from my shoulders to my belly button with each thrust.
I watched her breasts for another dozen thrusts, moaning an “ummm”, and deliberately licking my lips as I watched her nipples caper about. Before she could decide that I’d somehow forgotten about her I snapped my eyes back up to hers and grinned at her.
“I love your breasts.” And after a calculated second, as I watched her draw in breath to make a loud comment, “And I love you too. Even more than your breasts. I love your mind.” She let her breath out and smiled at me. I watched her smile for a few more thrusts, then glanced quickly down and back up into her eyes. “And I love your nipples too.”
Before she could finish drawing breath to shout at me, I dropped down against her, scooping a hand under the back of her head, and kissed her, hard. I continued thrusting into her with my hips, maintaining our established pace as we kissed.
As we continued our kiss I thrust deep into her and held myself against her, grinding myself in a circular pattern against her hips. I knew my groin and the top of my cock would be scraping against her clit, vying with our kiss for her attention. After a few moments she started squirming back against me, enhancing our contact and the fun we were both having as we kissed.
She started sucking air in through her nose, since our mouths were occupied, and kept squirming against me. Suddenly she pulled back against my hand holding her head, and pushed upward on my shoulders, breaking our kiss. “Yes! Keep doing that! Exactly that! I’m going to cum again when you cum!” Before I could say anything she wrapped her hands behind my shoulders and pulled me back down into our kiss. I was a good boy and followed directions, making sure to put as much force as I could on her clit as we struggled against each other.
We kept grinding and kissing for probably another three or four minutes, getting sweatier and more desperate as time went on. Finally I could feel that I was getting close to release. I broke our kiss, pulling back from her, up onto my arms and knees again. I started thrusting again at something similar to our previous pace, but being careful to keep my groin sliding against her clit with each thrust.
She stared into my eyes. “Yes! You’re close, aren’t you? Keep thrusting, I want to feel you cum in me! Do it! Fuck me harder! Cum in me!”
I started thrusting harder and faster, feeling my orgasm building quickly. Her hands were again sliding up and down my back and shoulders. She slid them down to my hips and used them to encourage me to thrust harder (not that encouragement was needed at this point), and started pushing her hips up against me at the end of each thrust.
After a final few thrusts I grunted and slammed into her as I started to cum. I kept my hips moving in a circle, feeling the thickness of my shaft grinding against her lips and her opening, and keeping movement against her clit, while I spewed squirt after squirt of cum inside her.
She looked up at me. “Yes! Oh yes! Cum! Cum in me!” Her heels were again behind my ass, trying to pull me even deeper into her, and she was wiggling her clit against me. Suddenly, as I was almost spent, she sucked in a deep breath, gritted out one more loud “Yes!” and started to tremble as she came, swiping her hands futility over my back, desperately trying to pull me even closer and deeper into her. Finally she managed to wrap her arms around my back and held me to her as tight as she could, her heels against my ass, still holding me deep in her.
At last we stilled, holding each other. Her arms around my back, her legs around my waist with her heels on my ass. My hands behind her shoulders, where they had kept me from driving her across the bed with our rutting. We lay there, smiling and grinning at each other, as a drop of sweat dripped off the tip of my nose onto hers. I rubbed our noses together to spread the sweat around. Not that that was needed, she had plenty of sweat of her own.
She opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and licked my upper lip with the tip. “Well! Are you happy now? I am! That was WONDERFUL! You are so good to me! I love you! When’s lunch?”
I laughed. “Sorry. Not for another few minutes at least. I seem to somehow be trapped on this bed and can’t get to the kitchen. Although maybe if I try wiggling I can get loose…” Without releasing my hands from where they were locked behind her shoulders I started shimmying my very sweaty chest against her equally sweaty boobies, while keeping my slowly softening cock locked deep inside her. “Hum. I can’t tell if this is working. I think I can feel some movement. Some pretty interesting movement. I can feel a couple of hard points of some sort that keep scraping against my nipples. But it doesn’t seem to be getting me any closer to the kitchen.”
“Hard points? I wonder what that could be. Your chest feels really good sliding all over my boobies. Maybe if I could get a look I could tell what is happening. Pull back a little.” She released her arms from around my back and pushed upward on my shoulders, separating our chests by a few inches, and we both looked down between us. “Hard points… Hum… All I see is my nice soft boobies. Oh, and a pair of really pointy nipples. That are starting to feel really cold with all this cold air blowing on them. Maybe we should wait and keep them warm for a while longer.”
“Pointy nipples? Maybe that was what I was feeling. Let me check.” I arched my back to get my head lower, over her big sloshing breasts. She instantly figured out what I had in mind, and reached down, scooping her breasts upward, bringing her nipples within reach of my lips.
I sucked a nipple into my mouth, running my tongue all around it several times. I let it part way out, then sucked it in harder, along with a mouthful of breast. Pressing my tongue against the nipple I shook my head like a dog with a bone, watching at close range as her breast quivered and shook. I let that nipple slip from my lips and captured the other one, again running my tongue around it. I repeated sucking and shaking a mouthful of breast and nipple.
As I let the second one drop from my mouth I went back and licked and gently kissed just the tip of both nipples, then licked the tips once more. I dipped down so I could run the tip of my nose up one of her breasts as I raised my head to look into her eyes. “Yes, those nipples do seem hard, and seem to be getting cold. You’re right, we should keep them warm for a while longer.” I settled my chest back onto her boobs and wiggled against her to get everything settled again.
Breast play always turns me on, and Erica knew this. My softening cock had long since stopped softening and gone back to hardening. I wasn’t yet as rock hard as I’d been twenty minutes ago, but I was very definitely long and stiff inside her again. “Huh. I still feel hard points against my chest. You know, I bet you were right. I bet those hard points are your nipples. Let’s see…”
I slid down across her chest, feeling her nipples drag upwards against mine. And incidentally sliding myself from her warm, wet hole. Just as the tip of my cock reached her entrance I reversed, sliding back deep inside her, and grinding my hips from side to side once I was completely sheathed in her. “Yes, your nipples are definitely the hard things I’ve been feeling against my chest. It’s kinda fun when your hard nipples tweak over mine. I definitely think we should keep them warm. Do you think lunch can wait for a bit longer?”
“Well, I was going to try to slide down out from under you so you would be able to get free and make lunch. But it feels like I’m hooked on something down there, and I definitely want to keep my nipples warm against your chest a while longer. Why don’t we try to see if we can find something to do here for another half hour or so, and then go make lunch.”
She dropped her arms back on the bed, spread as wide as she could, and unwrapped her legs from my hips, dropping them onto the bed, also spread as wide as she could. Erica spread. I loved it. She knew it.
“Do me.”
She didn’t need to say anything else.
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