He tossed around a few of her curly strands in between his fingers while his other hand stroked frantically up and down.
"I know you want this dick," he mumbled, rubbing in the lotion.
His wide dick was now slick with the thick salve and he gazed over at her plump ass. Not consented to touch, he groaned low and closed his eyes, finding a favorable pace. He grunted out an occasional low curse toward the end, massaging out that built-up tension in the palm of his hand. Laying back on the pillow, he shook his head and chuckled to keep himself from crying at the dilemma he was currently in. He would soon be someone's husband after praising himself as a professional bachelor.
It was all his family's intentions, had Jeff had his way he would be on a tropical island with a harem of women who were willing and able to fulfill his needs. Had his stepmother been alive, he could have possibly persuaded her to give him his full inheritance and half of her real son's portion as well. But she was dead, as was his father who was determined to conserve his legacy, even in the afterlife.
Jeff got up from the bed just as the alarm went off. He smashed the top of the clock that read, 5 am and he reached up and stretched his long arms. He kicked his towering legs out on the way to the bathroom, popping each knee bone. He wasn't well rested but he had been up for a few hours, pondering his new lifestyle.
He washed the sticky semen off of his hand in the sink before dapping a bit of soap on his large palm. He then glanced back at the bed, at the small lump in the covers that was to be his future wife. She was 21 and legal, but she was 18 years younger than himself and a bit out of shape, nothing he would have deemed fit to even be his girlfriend a year prior. But there she was, the only woman in his life that disliked him, and the blessing was she would be a flexible spouse. Had she been smitten over him like all his other women, he wasn't certain how he would feel. He wouldn't have just jacked his dick at the sight of her round ass poking slightly out of the comforter, rather his dick would have been nestled deep in the wettest pussy he had ever had.
Anna had agreed to marry him with a pact made between them, Jeff was to help his young employee go to college and give her a quarter million from his four million dollar inheritance. After a few years, he would allow her to go on her way with her money and a new career.
He was entitled to one sex session with her a month. They agreed to it all one evening, her head on a silk pillow and his on another. He had rubbed her thigh that night and spent his one fuck a month then and there. He had not believed she would go that long without sex, and eventually fold. But it had been two weeks and even though he had his share of females, he didn't think he could hold this sort of agreement.
Had he wanted her bad enough he could entice her with threats that had worked well in the past. He had always craved authority over a woman and her body. He wished Anna would give him that same luxury and she did to an extent but if he was honest with himself he was far too obsessed with her to have any true power. He found himself far too attracted to her even though she was a different kind of beauty than he was used to. It blew his mind how she had such an innocent face yet her body was what some strippers paid money to achieve.
The maze of curves started at her wide hips, a round ass bounced behind her when she walked, yet Jeff preferred her to spread eagle. Her fluffy thick thighs hid a plump mound that shielded a fresh pussy.
He enjoyed dipping the curve of his tongue in those wet folds especially after she had finished gushing her juices. His cock twitched as he envisioned her this way. Fuck an inheritance, he wanted the blessing of her creamy pussy unwrapped just for him. The thought sort of unnerved him and Jeff shook the feeling as he twisted on the shower and stepped in.
He pushed the thoughts of sexing his phony fiance to the side. While showering, he jacked his dick yet again, now with thoughts of his upcoming morning conquest. A brown-skinned woman with an enormous ass and a skillful tongue. His new ass fetish began when he moved here to Texas, he had always been a titty man, the larger the cups the better, but everything was bigger in Texas. The woman had once been a high school fling, the sassy woman was too flamboyant for his taste but he enjoyed her big mouth wrapped around his cock every morning.
All his women were beautiful in their own way, but Anna's aunt was exactly his type. Blonde hair cascading down her slim waist and a pair of beautiful tits that the doctor excellently injected. Her face was plain but whenever he came over she highlighted her promising features and wore a desirable relaxed fit. He had stopped fucking her for a while, letting things cool off between him and his new fiancee but now it was time to tell her the truth and Jeff was eager to find out how it would all play out.
He ventured naked to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. Jeff took a sip of bourbon, before adding it to his cup, sipping slowly, he celebrated the subtle burn in his gut
When he returned to the bathroom, he applied a cream to his eyes, to reduce the darkness around his lids. He smoothed out his dark bushy brows and started a detailed trim of his beard, giving the lengthy hair a comb. He then proceeded to apply deodorant to his armpits and hair gel to his messy wavy hair. The process to make him look as good as he felt took an hour, forty minutes if he was rushing.
Once dressed for success, he adjusted his tie and walked to his large bed. He gazed a while at Anna's covered frame. At 4'10 she was rolled into a small orb, her soft round cheeks were draped in cotton leggings. He didn't understand how anyone could sleep like that, clothed and balled up. But for the past 16 days, he had peered over at her, rolled in the fetal position, and fast asleep.
"Get up."
Jeff moved her torso and swallowed his urge to pop her chubby ass better yet, bend her over and fuck her tight pussy. After aggressively popping her cherry not even a month ago, he had fucked her a few times but each time came with more difficulty from the defiant bitch. He was to blame, he was an asshole and he treated her like every other person he came across.
"Anna, wake your ass up," he spoke louder, expressing his current sexual frustration.
Anna's head shot up to gaze at him in confusion. She had found herself sleeping so peacefully the past few nights, she would often forget whose bed she was in.
"It's 6:13, you are opening today,"
Jeff wasn't shouting but his voice was naturally deep and robust.
Anna didn't know if she would ever get used to this arrangement. She wasn't particularly fond of him nor his deep soothing voice that melted the masses. She placed the pillow over her head to get a few more moments of peace.
Jeff still stood gazing at her ass, wishing he could shake his obsession.
Anna's mother was Dominican and her late father was of German descent. To be so exotic looking, she wasn't alluring. Other than false lashes donning her eyes occasionally, Jeff had never seen her wear much makeup. She also kept things a bit wild between her legs, a hairy pussy, and dull lingerie hid his obsession with what was underneath. Thickness around her lower body and middle had been a letdown for Jeff when he saw her working at his store. He had spanked her fat ass one night for stealing from his business. Since then, he had craved the way the extra flesh had jiggled around his hand and eventually his tongue. She was unlike any he had ever had, nevertheless, she was adorable, her voice was soft and her eyes were big and always full of distress, reminding him of a lost puppy. He finally reached out and yanked the comforter off.
"Ugh!" She glared at him.
Jeff grimaced and his large hands pulled at her legs, bringing them around toward the edge. It was not an easy task as short thick legs kicked out around his groin.
"Stop it."
"Stop it," he mimicked in a soft voice.
His hands felt around inside her t-shirt to palm her small breasts, bringing the brown buds stiff.
Anna's nose turned up when his large palms spread her thick thighs wide open. "Jeff, don't."
"Jeff. Don't," he mocked, bending down to lick the fabric of her leggings.
The familiar smell of the body spray she used had been lingering on his pillow and had coaxed his early morning masturbation. Sniffing it so close, instantly caused his dick to spring back to life.
"Stop it, you promised!" Anna's face held a hint of blush at the raunchy act.
"Stop, you promised,"
Jeff inched his licks up toward her soft stomach, kissing around her belly.
She gave a soft sigh that sent his cock to jump. "Uh...Seriously, you said-" she started whining.
"I know, once a month," he shook his head in bitterness, giving her small gut one last wet kiss.
