PART II -- A Picnic Story
Chapter 1 Recap: Mike (an FA) and Donna (sexy BBW) enjoyed a first date and picnic in the state park, leading to a hot and heavy session of mutual masturbation with a happy ending. Chapter 2 picks up shortly after.
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Donna and I dozed on the blanket on and off for at least an hour or more. Waking in each other's arms and feeling the refreshing warmth of the sun's rays streaming between the green overhanging canopy of trees was invigorating. After our activities of the hours previous, we felt new and fresh, like Adam and his Eve, awakening in Eden.
We continued to snuggle together; I feeling satiated yet desiring; she feeling the warmth of being desired by her guy.
As we talked about the sex we just shared, we began to let our hands and legs intertwine and explore one another. Remember that though we'd experienced sexual ecstasy and climax together, we'd not so much as touched one another. Now was the time of discovering, Donna reaching down and gripping my dick and fondling my balls; I nuzzling my face to her immense breasts with my mouth in full lock on her nipples, allowing my tongue to bring them into a state of firmness and erection.
I wrapped my free arm and hand around her mid section, allowing my hands to explore her abundance of flesh about her waist. Although she may have been a big girl, some may say 'fat', she was strong and firm, something I marveled at and admired. I occasionally let my fingers graze over her pussy, trailing my fingers across her labia and clitoral hood. Each time I did that, Donna sighed and breathed a trifle heavier.
Our hands moved over each other's body as if seeking to affirm the reasons for our mutual desires. It had been a long time since either of us had seriously gotten in touch with our sexual spirit and had the chance to meld that spirit with physical stimulation of this sort.
AS time went on, Donna's grip on my now erect dick tightened and her hand motion became increasingly faster. I, in turn, took this cue to turn my attention from stimulating her mind with soft sexual innuendo whispered in her ear to pure, unadulterated sexual stimulation of the physical nature. My mouth and tongue continued it's journey about her mouth, neck, breasts, and down lower, my fingers gently caressed her thighs, her belly, and her pussy. Gently, I plied her clitoris and Donna moaned longer each time I touched her there.
I switched to using my thumb to continue clitoral stimulation and using my index and middle finger to gently rub the lips of her vagina, occasionally allowing one or both fingers to penetrate her pussy shallowly.
Donna whispered for me to put them all the way in. She took over the clit stimulation with her own fingers. At this request, I inserted first one finger into her pussy as far as it would go then gradually inserted both index and middle fingers into her well-lubricated box.
"I want you in me, Mike.... I want it bad..." whispered Donna as she nibbled on my ear. "We've waited, lover, and now I can't wait any longer, I want all of you inside me."
"No condom?" I whispered back to her.
"No, honey, I'm clean, you're clean... on the pill.... please do me now...."
As she spread her thick legs to give me more room, I slipped one leg over hers and then the other. Here was my dream girl lying before me, open and ready. Her eyes, half shut in anticipation, mouth open wide breathing heavily; I took in the visual stimulation and now with my erection in my hand, slowly guided it to the entrance into her sexual canal.
I was in a state of sexual intoxication anticipating our first true connection. Running the head of my dick up and down her vaginal lips and feeling the coarseness of her pubic hair on it was so enticing that I had to say, "Donna, you are so beautiful, your body so inviting, take me in, babe...." And with that, slowly but firmly entered her pussy and used all the muscles in my lower body to push me to full depth inside her.
Donna moaned, "Ooooo, my god, that feels so good, Mike, give it to me... teach me how to cum again...."
As I thrust in and out of her pussy, I noted with pleasure how tight her pussy was on my dick. Telling her how tight she was caused her to push back harder against me with each stroke. In a short couple of minutes, I could already feel pressure mounting in me to release my myself in her so I slowed it down to let my dick explore her insides and to let me come down to a plateau of sensation that I could control. With my dick all the way in her, I would stop in and out motion and move my hips in a circular fashion, feeling the head boring into her backside.
"Ohhhhhhh, that's it, Mike, keep doing it, you're on my g-spot.... oh my god, you're going to make me cum! Don't stop there, push me over, Mike, push me over!" With that, I felt her spasm and she tightened her hand and arm grip around my lower back, trying to pull me into her harder.
"I'm there, I'm cumming, and you're making me cum! she exclaimed. As her body convulsed in feverish orgasm, the tightness of our physical bond hit its tightest grip. She continued on for what had to have been 30-45 seconds of continuous orgasm.
As Donna reached the top of her climax and began the slow downside, recovering, she continued her verbal encouragement, "Oh Mike, no one has ever...." "Ohhh, it's been a long time...." I was pacing my thrusts as well, feeling the pressure build. However, I just stopped my thrusts while buried deep inside her. This surprised my lover, causing her to ask me excitedly, "Mike, are you OK? How come you stopped?"
I responded, "I was thinking about something."
Donna asked somewhat alarmingly, "What? What are you thinking about that would make you stop?" Then, trying to lighten the seemingly awkward moment with levity, "Hopefully you're not thinking about work?" she said somewhat more light-heartedly.
"Nope. I'm thinking about how helpless I could make you feel if I could make you cum again." I said with a wicked grin.
She pinched me on my butt, hard. "You bastard." she said as she pulled my head down to hers, planting her tongue squarely in my unexpecting mouth. She mumbled through our French kiss, "Why don't you just try, you wicked little bastard, why don't you just try!"
We laughed heartily through our clenched tongues and lips.
I resumed my pelvic thrusting into her hot pussy and at the same time, kept my roaming hands in full action squeezing her enormous breasts and pulling her head to mine. Then, I'd occasionally get my hands down under her ample butt cheeks and pull her torso tighter against my hips. I was pacing myself all this time to keep my own orgasm in check. Fortunately, our earlier masturbatory "adventure" had taken the pressure off and I was better able to control myself enough to try and make her "feel it" again.
