Hmmm,” he purrs into my ear. Leaning down he tugs the lobe between his teeth. “Anyone ever eaten that ass for you?”

“Huh?” I lift my head, to make sure I’m heard him right.

“Have you?” he asks, as he kisses across my shoulders and slips his hand between my legs. My body is responding to the thought of it. My mind is buzzing with desire for it. I don’t see why I shouldn’t at least give it a go.

“No-one has,” I admit. “But…I’d like someone…you to…”

He laughs softly, like some big, bad wolf. “Tonight baby. I’m going to eat all of you.”  

He works his way down my spine, and hooking his fingers around my panties he pulls them slowly down my body. I glance over my shoulder to watch him at work. He glances up at me, and then leans up to switch on a bedside lamp. Yellow light pools around us. Oh Jesus. There was enough light coming in from the living room. I think of all my ugly bits.

“Er…do we need that much light?”

“I want to see every delectable part of you,” he murmurs, pressing a surprisingly tender kiss against my temple before he slides back between my legs.

“Oh!” He really thinks I’m delectable.

He slips his hand under me, lifting me up a little, then cups my pussy with the palm of his hand. I moan and try to grind down against him, to find some kind of relief, but he doesn’t offer me any kind of relief. He wants me to suffer. And I am suffering.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he growls, as if looking at my wet pussy is driving him crazy. He withdraws his hand and pulls my hips back, just like he did when he was showing me my squat form. But this time, my bare ass is in the air, the bra slipping from my torso and leaving me stark naked, on this stranger’s bed. Wanting this. Ready for this.

He plants a soft kiss on my ass cheek, his breath warm in the tingling cold of the room. I clench my hands into the bedsheets. I’ve never even thought about doing something like this before, but since he offered I can feel myself pulsing with the need for it.

He spreads my ass cheeks slowly, letting out a soft groan as he does so. “Fuck, you look good like this.”

Knowing how much just the sight of me is turning him on sends another surge of desire through my body. My pussy aching for attention. I feel his hot breath on my virgin ass, and then, he leans forward and licks.

“Oh God…” I groan loudly as soon as I feel his mouth on me back there. This is so hot. He flicks his tongue around me, moving slow, getting a taste for me; his tongue is warm and soft and loving, like he wants me to enjoy every second of this. He slides a hand over the small of my back, holding me in place, and moves his other hand down and between my legs. He finds my clit swiftly, pressing his flattened fingers lightly against my painfully over sensitized clitoris and massaging me softly.

My mouth drops open.

Holy shit. How have I never done this before? The combination of sensations and the knowledge that he so desperately wants me that he all but plucked me straight out of the gym and brought me back here so he could pleasure me every way he knew how was pushing me higher, higher. I watch as my hands flex on the sheets in front of me, still struggling to believe that this is really happening to me. I feel as if I am going to shatter.

“Oh, right there,” I gasp.

“You are so fucking sexy,” he murmurs, his breath warm against my skin once more, before he dives back in, licking and probing me gently with his tongue like he can’t get enough of me. I let my head fall forward and give up trying to do anything but enjoy this, to give myself over to it. He’s so good at this. He massages my clit a little harder than before, with a little more intention, and I moan softly once more.

“Don’t hold back,” he orders, and I realize that until now I’ve been trying to keep myself quiet, not to get too loud, just like James had always complained about. I twisted my head to the side and let out a loud, guttural groan of pleasure, and he attacks me with more intent than before, reacting to me, responding to how much I love this.

“Are you going to come for me?” he asks, his voice taking on a harder edge than before, and I realize all at once just how close I am. Every muscle in my body is tense as I creep towards climax. The first moment I saw him back at the gym was the beginning of our foreplay, and now here we are, and I can hardly take any more. I push myself back up, gasping for air, arch my back and grind myself against his hand. He sinks his fingers into the skin of my lower back and it’s clear that this is getting him off as much as it is me, and that’s all I need to push me over the edge.

“Fuck!” I cry, the word bursting forth from me before I can stop it. Not that I want to. My pussy clenches hard and he stills his fingers on my clit, letting me set the pace with my frantic grinding. He plants another kiss on my cheek and slowly unfurls himself, kissing from my tailbone to the top of my spine as though he wants to find out what every inch of me tastes like.

“I need to fuck you,” he says as he reaches my face and I know it’s the truth. Because my pussy is aching for him to be inside of me too. I can’t wait a second longer. And I know exactly how I want to do it.

He drags his large hands down my side and, cupping my generous breasts, tweaks the nipples between his thumb and forefinger, then pinches them. Hard. That draws a gasp from between my lips. He’s harder now than he was before, grinding his cock against my side as though he can barely wait. My heart is beating so fast I fear it might burst out of the front of my chest. I’m so excited I can hardly restrain myself.

He strips quickly and grabs a condom out of the bedside table; I take it from him, smiling a little shyly.

“Let me,” I offer.

Immediately, he lays back on the bed and raises his eyebrows expectantly. I really just want a chance to check out his gorgeous body before we do anything else. I have no idea what a guy who looks like this is doing with someone like me, because he’s that divinely beautiful. I gaze hungrily at his muscles perfectly sculpted. His body is taut and lean where mine is soft and full of curves. I have to admit, we do look good next to one another, as though we fit together, contrasting bodies as one with each other.

I turn around and his eyes nearly pop out of their sockets as he catches sight of my breasts.

“Don’t move,” he commands.

I freeze. “What?”

“I want to look at you.”

I exhale the breath I was holding and let his startling blue eyes feast on me.

“Come forward,” he says, his voice thick with lust.

I move towards him and he leans forward and squeezing both my breasts together sucks both nipples into his warm, wet, velvetly mouth. I watch him in wonder. He looks up and our eyes meet.  Never before has a man worshipped my body the way he is doing. My breasts start to throb with pleasure. By the time my nipples plop out of his mouth they are swollen and tingling.

He leans back and in a quick smooth movement takes his sweatpants and underwear off.  

Oh Jesus! My eyes widen in shock. His cock is a sight to behold. Massive. Thick. And angry looking. There must be ten inches there, it’s the kind of dick that begs to be ridden. When I look up to his face, he is watching me.

“Not many girls can take all of me,” he warns.

I can believe that. “I can,” I whisper. His cock is calling to me. James could never satisfy me. He was too thin, too average. I’m a big girl and I need a big man to fill me up.

He smiles slowly, wolfishly, his eyes moving down my body. “Yes, I think you can.”

I tear open the condom and straddle him, taking his enormous cock in my hand, I stroke it in a way that I hope comes off as confidence. I bite my lip and he reaches up to brush his thumb across my mouth.

“I love it when you do that,” he murmurs, one hand resting on my thigh.

I roll the condom down on him. Wrapping my fingers around him I slowly stroke him a couple of times. If I wasn’t so desperate to feel him inside me, I would have happily spent the rest of the evening making him come with my mouth. I had never been much one for blowjobs with James, but with this man, I want to worship his cock every which way I can.

He grabs my hips as I lift myself above him. I can feel his cock head pushing up against the entrance of my wet, ready slit. Part of me wants to slide the thick shaft all the way in. But another part of me wants to take my time, make this slow, savor every second. So, without once taking my eyes from his, I slowly, slowly, slowly take him inside of me.