Her moans make me crazy.
Her moans start when I slide my hands around her body from behind and take her thick fat tits in my hands. It’s hard to hide how good they feel, and when my fingers start to toy and play with her nipples, the little gasps and sighs she makes make me feel drunk.

Maybe this is a one time thing. Maybe it's the start of something beautiful.
Her body is like a playground. Full, curvy, soft and round. It’s almost a cliche to say she’s a bbw, but she for sure is beautiful and a woman. Big is relative when you have big hands and your own big appetites.
We like to play like we have a nursing relationship, her full breasts smooshed into my face and her nipples in my mouth. But the magic happens when she lets me sit behind her, body moulded into mine. She loves when I let my hands roam and grope her. Big full handfuls of her soft skin kneading like dough. She feels amazing. And when she let’s out a breathy “…oh daddy…” I throb.
Her tongue dances and plays in my mouth. I don’t want her to kiss me politely, or kindly. I want her to shove her tongue deep in me and make me feel filled by her. She smells amazing and her skin has a certain musk. Is it sweat or perspiration? What ever it is, I love it. She’s amazing and feels like magic. “Kiss me daddy,” she mumbles. “Make me feel good. Make me cum.”
I let my hand wander from one breast to her tummy, full and round. I play in her full and thick pubic hair. It send a shock up my up my spine as her body convulses when I brush my finger on her clit. Was that touch intentional, or an accident? I think you know the answer to that. We’ve been planning this moment for weeks and plotted every move in our heads and words. We both want and agreed to the rules of this engagement.
Her moans go deeper, get more guttural as I toy and play with her clit, spreading her lips and spreading her thighs. She drapes her leg over my thigh opening herself to me and letting me apply the proper attention to the areas she wants it applied to. I can feel her body tense and release as I rub her clit harder. Not rough, but hard enough for her to know what I’m doing. “Oh daddy, like that…” she whimpers. “I like when you touch me like that.”
I’m feeling drunk again in her arms.
Her breath starts to come faster and more raspy. I love feeling her get like this. Her spine gets tense and her nipples get hard. I can feel how wet her pussy is now as her body starts to arch with her orgasm. I feel it first in her thigh over my leg, the subtle shaking and uncontrollable spasm. It’s followed by the throatiest “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, daddy…. Make me cum…” I rub faster and am rewarded with her tongue in my mouth again and as the first orgasm sends her body into convulsion. My finger working frantically over her clit and teasing penetration. She shudders, gasping for a moment of reprieve.
Kissing her neck, I can taste the salt of her sweat. Lifting my hand to my lips, I can taste the salt of her jizz. She’s amazing. I want to devour her. Opening her legs, she invites me to kiss her there. I’m drunk on her and oblige losing myself in her sweet ecstasy.
That story is for next time.