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 fucking 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 spread-eagled 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.
