Kaylee.
Another lonely autumn night. Just me, my computer, and my text books in the house. Mom and dad had gone out to have a night on the town, and as an only child I had no one else in the house to bother me. Perfect.
It wasn't often that I had such fortunate alone time, and I was going to take advantage of it. I had already made the preparations. Homework was done, my midterm projects were finished and the doors downstairs were locked tight. I had made sure that the oven was off and all the windows were shut. There was nothing that could get in my way now.
I entered my bedroom with a predatory grin on my face and stood in front of my floor mirror. Unbuttoning my black blouse, I let my clothes begin falling to the floor. I'd always been chubby, up through high school it was only around freshman year of college that I really filled out my figure in the right areas. I looked my body over, revelling in how good it felt to just be myself in front of the mirror, letting my eyes wander down.
I took in my body one inch at a time, staring into my own eyes through my glasses before moving down to my slim neck. I traced down the slight curve of my shoulders with a free hand before cupping the much more extreme mountain of pillow flesh that was my breast, teasing my nipple between my fingers. Turning slightly in front of me. Mirror I ran that same hand down the wide slope of my hips before slapping my ass and watching my thunder thighs jiggle in response.
The pleasurable sting I inflicted on my own callipygian cheeks really got my engine roaring. My balls swelled in response against my inner thighs, the girth length resting above them rousing and beginning to swell. I turned back to face the mirror and ogle myself more.
Pride welled in my chest as I watched myself move. My heavy, round breasts, my wide, curvy hips... I had grown to love all of me in the past few years, and I couldn't put my cute little finger on why. Maybe it was the body positivity movement making me not hate myself for being plus sized. Maybe it was my new dietary secret helping me plump up in the right places. Or maybe it was more girls my size showing up in the porn I was watching. No matter the cause, my body was sexy.
As my pants and bra fell to the carpet from their loose hanging positions on me, I leered down myself, over my creamy body to my heavy balls and my rising erection settled between my thick thighs. My lips were soaked underneath my masculine endowments but I could feel myself ready for abuse. I let my eyes hold there for a moment, locked on the swelling glans and my smile widened. "Alright, sexy. I'm going to mess you up tonight," I said as I looked back up, locking eyes with the familiar figure in the mirror once more. "Scream all you want, 'cuz no one's gonna hear!"
My throbbing cock stood proudly in defiance,'rising' to my challenge. We'd been through a lot together, me and my dick. Through seasons and boyfriends and self loathing and the chaotic storm of puberty alike. But my dick was still with me and raring to go. There was something beautiful and poetic about that but now I was too horny to care. It was time.
Reaching a hand down I ran my fingers up along the sides of my circumcised shaft, shuddering as I turned around and began marching over to my chair. My 'bation station had already been prepped and was waiting for me. My monitors glowed with their own healthy light, illuminating my bedroom. Stacy Jay's lewd vacuum blowjob face stared back at me as I sat my bare ass down in my throne and swivelled to face my keyboard.
I had several tabs worth of milfy pornstars vids and creampie compilations up on my fap window. My speakers were turned up. Normally I'd have on headphones, but today the debauchery would be in surround sound. I clicked play, my hand beginning to glide up and down the base of my dick as the vid began.
It was the opening to the scene. Some manslut had pulled up with a cold, sloppy pizza to Stacy Jay's hilltop mansion and was walking in to give her the sausage and a few good toppings. I looked over at my arsenal of implements and smiled. I'd set out four different vibrators and a fuck pocket for myself. That was a veritable full course cum meal waiting in the rafters to be used when I saw fit.
I started with the bullet vibe. One click of a bitton and the little powerhouse vibrator buzzed to life. I guided it up to my own lips, kissing it as the pizza guy grabbed Stacy Jay's fat, milf ads on the screen, pulling her close. The buzz of the low setting had my lips tingling. I was already leaned back in my chair, my cock standing proud like a flag as I jerked its base.
The dude on the screen was a scrawny prick, but Jay was everything it'd take for me to consider having a one-night-stand. She was voluptuous in a refined way that only age could bring. The sag of her tits and the way her naturally older body settled and jiggled drove me wild. I wanted to rail her from behind like an animal and keep her chained and locked on my dick until the sun exploded or whatever the fuck happened to end the universe.
My thoughts got so dirty when I was horny, but that was half of the fun. Pulling the vibe from my lips, I picked them while I guided the tip of the toy to the tip of my meat. A gasp left me as the same spot I was kissing seconds ago kissed my urethra. I threw my head back momentarily as the vibrations worked their way through my dick and into my pelvis.
Shaking my head and locking my eyes back onto the screen, I began running the bullet down along the underside of my cock. Jay was jacking the pizza guy off now, her skillful hand gliding up and down the length of his pencil dick. I'm not one to pick on a dude for his size, but I wanted to see Jay spread and screaming on a real dick. The woman deserved to have her mind blown by a breeders cock. My own thick shaft thronged in agreement as I ran the vibe from stem to stern.
I watched with rapt attention as she stroked him off, waiting for things to get more intense before I moved to the next step. Below my balls, my soaked flower was just getting antsy when the good stuff started up...
On the screen Jay licked her swollen, porn slut lips and directed the dude's cock toward her face. That was all the signal I needed. Running the vibe down my shaft with a practiced hand I slipped it under my balls and up against my juicy lips. I let loose a soft moan of delight as, before me, Jay's lips met with the head of the slimjim.
"Fuuuck yeah," I groaned in bliss as I watched one of the greats begin to suck cock like the professional she was. Her technique was flawless, her tongue dragging along the underside of the shaft as she bobbed back and forth, her fuckable mommy boobs swaying in time with her movements. Watching her suck dick was art in motion.
It was just getting real good when a Disboard notification popped up in the lower right hand corner of my screen. "Nooo~" I groaned, tapping the spacebar and minimizing my fap window. The notification faded before I could read the message, but there was an emoji or something in it. Opening Disboard I saw the alert notification next to Bea's profile.
