Lush Curves 4: Overboard (A BBW Erotic Romance)
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“I love you,” I whispered.
I froze, then, not meaning to speak aloud.
Oh, God.
Had she heard me?
Aolani sighed against me, her breath soft against my arm. She’d fallen asleep with me still inside her, still connected together.
I kissed her head and held her closer, wishing that this moment would never end. And part of me, deep down, wishing that she’d heard my confession. Heard the words that had tumbled so carelessly from my mouth.
I lay awake that night listening to the sound of Aolani’s steady breathing, trying to call up memories of Fiona—to remember why I’d made my promise. But try as I might, all I could manage was a glimpse of red curls juxtaposed against the stormy grey of the ocean. The sound of her laugh over the noise of the wind and the splash of the waves.
Try as I might, I could no longer remember her face.
Aolani rolled over in her sleep, her arm falling onto my chest. I leaned over and kissed her wrist, tears stinging my eyes for the first time in years.
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To Be Continued...
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I took the bottle of spiced rum from Savannah’s limp hand. She’d definitely had enough, and was sleeping like the dead, sprawled out on the foot of Amber’s bed. These two were serious lightweights.
I pressed my freshly glossed lips to the bottle, and took a long swig. It was ridiculous that these two were asleep already, ruining the slumber party we’d planned. I mean, it was only 2 a.m.! We hadn’t even watched any Skin-imax movies yet, for God’s sakes, and had just barely started gossiping when they passed out.
I washed down the rum with the swig of cola, and got up. If these two were going to be party poopers, I would make my own fun. Amber’s folks were vacationing in Europe, so I had free reign of the house. I bet they have a stack of really screwed up pornos somewhere. Rich people always did.
I padded barefoot out to the living room in my white panties and tank top, my firm breasts braless—just the way I liked them. I searched in the usual places. Behind the big screen. In the back of the liquor cabinet, and finally in the desk drawer in the den.
Bingo. I pulled the DVD out and stared at the bare ass on the cover.
“Barely Legal Butt Fucking? Huh.” I never fancied Amber’s dad for an ass man, especially not the way he’d always stared at my tits whenever I came over. Go figure.
I heard a noise from down the hallway like a sigh. Were the girls awake again? Could we rekindle this party after all? I put the DVD back in the drawer and moved into the hallway, tiptoeing toward the sound. I paused outside Amber’s room. A rattling snore met my ears that sounded like Savannah’s.
Classy.
Then, I heard it. A muffled groan, coming from a room three doors down. Amber’s brother’s room. I’d forgotten that Brian was back from college this weekend. He’d been quiet all evening, and I wondered if he’d been in his room the whole time.
I leaned closer, straining to hear better.
“Oh, yeah, baby…” A rough whisper carried through the thin wood of the door. “Take my cock just like that.”
I covered my hand with my mouth to hold back my giggle. He was totally touching himself in there! I pictured Brian—tall, fit from his years on the swim team, with gorgeous green eyes and messy black hair—lying back on his bed, fisting his dick. The thought made my mouth water. I’d always had a thing for him throughout high school. Hell, he was half the reason I hung out with Amber in the first place.
“Yeah…” he whispered again, and I pressed my ear to the door. “Fuck me, Bailey.”
My pussy clenched at the mention of my name. He was thinking about me… about my tight cunt riding him. Or maybe taking me from behind. God, it couldn’t be! It was just too good. Brian Sanders was fantasizing about me while he jerked off.
“Take it all. Don’t make me spank you, bitch… yeah…”
I almost groaned out in the hallway, but kept my mouth shut. I loved the idea of his large hand slapping my firm ass as he fucked me.
“You’re a greedy little slut aren’t you? Yeah, Bailey…”
I could hear the slap of skin on skin.
I was a greedy little slut. A self-proclaimed nympho, I was well-known as a lover of the cock, and right now was no exception. My pussy was getting so wet listening to Brian touch himself. I wanted to come. Needed to. I squeezed my thighs together, shooting a tingle through my clit.
Before I could talk myself out of it, I eased the door open and slipped into his room. Brian’s eyes were closed as he slid his hand up and down his rock hard cock. He hadn’t heard me come in, but still lay on his bedspread, naked, touching himself.
I’ll admit it. I stared.
His cock was one of the thickest I’d ever seen, and I couldn’t help wondering how it would feel inside my tight little pussy. Would it hurt? Or would it feel just right?
“Bailey,” he groaned, his hips bucking up to meet his fist.
I peeled off my tank top and threw it across the room, nailing him in the face with it.
“Yes, Brian?”
He yelped and whipped the tank off his face, his eyes wide. He then used it to cover his junk.
“Wh-what? Oh, God! Bailey?”
His eyes locked on my round breasts, then traveled down to my panties. My nipples hardened beneath his gaze.
“Did I hear you talking about me, Brian, while you rubbed that big dick of yours?”
I smiled coyly. I loved the way flashes of panic mixed with the arousal on his flushed face.
“Uh… oh, geez, Bailey. I… I didn’t know you could hear me.” He ran a hand through his black hair, making it stand
on end.
He was so adorably sexy. I knew he just wanted to melt into the floor and die.
“I’m glad I did.”
I moved to sit on his bed, my breasts bobbing as I walked. His eyes followed the motion—they were practically glued to my chest. I sat next to him and leaned close. I could smell the light scent of his pine deodorant, mixing with the musky smell of the pre-cum I knew was beading on that cock of his, hidden beneath my tank top.
“You are?” His voice was husky, and his eyes darkened as he met my gaze.
“Mmm hmm. I’ve always wanted to fuck you, Brian.” I straddled his legs, pushing him back onto his pillows. His eyes shot wide.
“Oh… God…”
“And now that your sissy and her friend are asleep, I can screw your brains out without her knowing.” I grinned wickedly, and brushed my breasts over his naked chest, dragging my nipples across his hot skin.
He made a strangled sound, and I felt his cock rise up to brush my thigh. I snatched the tank top away and gently rubbed my wet panties against the head, letting him feel how aroused I was.
“Unless, of course, you don’t want me to fuck you.”
I tilted my head to one side, waiting for his answer. I wanted him so badly. I hoped he wouldn’t chicken out on me.
“I want you,” he gasped.
His arms encircled my waist, and he pulled me down to him, kissing me hard. I was caught off guard by his aggression, but melted into him as his tongue met mine. He was an amazing kisser. It was like his tongue had a life of its own inside my mouth; prodding, teasing, sucking. I sighed into him, and felt my nipples pucker further against his hard chest. One of his hands snaked into my hair, while the other grabbed my ass, roughly pulling me closer.
Without warning, his hand came down on my asscheek with a smack. I screeched, and he pulled my hair, lifting my face to his.
“If you want this, you’re going to do it my way,” he breathed.
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Lush Curves 4
By
Delilah Fawkes
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Lush Curves 4
Copyright 2013 by Delilah Fawkes
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