Big Bitch Bureau

Olivia97: Facing a new challenger tonight, we had booked a nice hotel room for this evening. Myself, Belle, Liam, and Cole had arrived. The gals to fight, and the boys to watch us pull each other's hair out. The room was pretty open, a large clearing with a rug, a couch facing into it for the boys, and then a bed on the opposite side with its footboard facing the makeshift 'arena.' Belle was still freshening up in the bathroom, I having gone to change first and now sat between the two boys, chatting and teasing as my curvy body spilled out of my tiny green knit bikini, bangles around my hips, "Ready for this, guys?"

Olivia97:

Liam_Flint: “Yeah, Belle is gonna kick your fat ass!”

ColeThighCrusher: *I sit wondering how this hotel room is so much fancier than the last one I was in. I hand Liam a burger, I'm trying to start a burger business.* "I just hope uhh, you both have fun." *trying not to stare*

Bodied_By_Belle: Stalking out of the bedroom…finding Olivia snuggled in between the boys. They seem alright, for a couple of cute dorks. Clad in my orange and white, string one piece…really stretching the concept of a one piece. “Cole, you seem like a guy who says sportsball when you talk like that.” Shaking my head as step out onto the rug to sink my toes into it…

Bodied_By_Belle:   

Olivia97: I get up as Belle gets onto the rug, flicking Liam off and sticking my tongue out at him. "Asshole. Who're you rooting for, Cole?" I look at him and bat my eyes a bit teasingly as I take my spot in the 'arena' opposite of Belle, adjusting my attire and shaking out my arms a bit in preparation for this battle.

Liam_Flint: I glare at Olivia menacingly

ColeThighCrusher: "Oh I played sportsball in college." I respond dismissively, munching my own burger. "You, of course" winking back at Olivia in response, my way at getting back at Belle. Of course Olivia winning makes *me* look better too...

Bodied_By_Belle: “So I have to have the angry Joe Rogan guy on my side? Simply unfair.” Shaking my head with faux sadness…unable to resist the joke. But my focus comes all on Olivia now. Brown eyes gleaming as I crouch into my stance, hands coming up…extending and contracting the fingers. You might have an inch on me…but it’s pretty much as even as it can be from the Tale of the Tape.

Olivia97: I slink down into stance, hands up and claws out, "Ready to go out under this 'fat ass?'" I tease, mocking Liam as I turn my hips to the side and give my booty a teasing spank. Getting more serious now I begin to stalk towards you, ready to brawl as we close the gap. Taking the initiative I step in, pushing up on my legs to stand tall as I try to hook your elbow and the back of your neck, going for a lock up to try and get control of you and exert some strength, "C'mere you bitch!"

Bodied_By_Belle: The jokes flying, a small part of me finds comfort that we both use to humor to cover up our nerves. Practically humming with the excitement of coming to grips with a big sexy girl in front of a couple of guys…even if one of them is smacking on a burger. Holding my ground as you advance, bracing myself…I surge into motion as you lunge in. Your hands coming to my elbow and collar, the classical sort of lock up everyone sees to start a match…but I want to get in closer…harsher. My arms shooting down…trying to muscle past your grips so I can wrap my arms in around your chest…just under armpits. Wanting to smack and press our breasts together in their flimsy tops…and belly to belly as I try to catch you with a bearhug at the very start!

Olivia97: You reach down under my approaching grip, sliding your arms around my chest and locking them out to trap me in a bear hug as our soft bellies and tits mash together, grinding and squeezing, making me gasp at the friction across my barely clothed nipples. Huffing in your ear as you squeeze me, compressing my ribs and working to empty my lungs, my hands reach over the outside of your arms and trace down your thick sides until I feel the part where the straps of your attire meet at your midsection. Hooking my index fingers under the X's, I yank up with as much might as I can, trying to wedgie your little bottoms up your ass and snatch in hopes of causing some pain, but also attempting to humiliate you and get in your head.

Liam_Flint: “Oh wow” I say as I stare at Belles ass

Bodied_By_Belle: “NNNNNGH” straining, my nose nudges into your nose. Lips brush together as we grunt and hiss…me from exertion, yours with a more trembling note as I inflict some early punishment on you. But it’s too early to expect that I can just squeeze and ragdoll you from the jump and you remind me by hooking your fingers into the strings of my one piece kini. Tugging up at it so it rakes across the mounds of my cunt…digging into the pink rosebud between my cheeks. Immediately squirming against you…letting out a sharp gasp of pain…cheeks tinging pink. But I resist the urge to freeze up as let go of the hug reach up behind your back, finding two handfuls of your hair and yanking it straight back and down. Hefting my hips and belly into you…wanting to knock you off balance and maybe relieve some of the strain of your vicious little wedgie.

Olivia97: Feeling the fabric of your kini stretch in my hands, my breathing labored into your ear as I taunt, "You like that, you bitch?" Just as I finish my insult you let go of the hug, letting me take in a deep breath only for you to grab my hair from behind and violently yank it back. All of that air floods out of my lungs in a sharp scream of pain, suddenly looking up at the ceiling above as my scalp burns. I release my wedgie, hands coming for your wrists to try and fend you off. As I do you hump into me, pressing your lower body to mine, shunting me back and forcing my legs to scramble to keep upright as my head is pulled back, pulling my center of gravity behind me. Staggering I manage to stay on two feet, my arms going wide and waving to balance myself, on the literal back foot for the moment.

ColeThighCrusher: "Woah, language." I grumble, before finally finishing my burger. I pull out a bag of fries

Bodied_By_Belle: “Hmmmmph…you like to yap huh, Oli?” Snarling as I catch your hair, using my body to bully you across the rug. Coming closer to the bed as I drive my feet…thighs churning. Relieved as you’re forced off my suit and forced back into reactive defense. Naturally, you grab for my wrists and I pull my left hand back. Readily releasing that grip, but holding all the tighter with my right. You’re going to peel my hand out eventually…but it’ll keep you occupied while I suddenly lean back with my left shoulder and swing my heavy palm forward so it lands with a fleshy THUD. Striking into your right breast…fingers curling around and through the thin fabric of your green top as I give your tender orb a ravenous SQUEEZE.

Olivia97: Getting rocked backwards, fighting for my balance, you have a clear pathway to my chest as you pull your shoulder back and swing your palm down, smacking me in the tit. I grunt, flinching from the sharp pain into my soft flesh, but things only exacerbate as you sink your fingers into that meat and DIG. I scream out in pain, your fingertips pressing into my vulnerable breast agonizingly. Feeling the bed brush the back of my thighs I sit against the footboard for some support, using it to brace myself as I bring my right hand under your chin and push up with my palm, trying to pry you backwards. I know this was supposed to be wrestling but you fight like a bitch and I'm not about to be outdone. Desperately trying to get you off of my tit, I swing my left hand in from the side - the movement is awkward given our proximity, but I attempt to jam a nasty hook into your side just above your hip, hoping to soften you up.

Bodied_By_Belle: You shift back, sitting back into the footboard. Making me a touch taller than you for the moment, I’m wide open for your hand driving up under my chin. I grunt and groan, teeth gritted…I gnash my teeth and my shoulders shrug. But I can’t get around that pressure as I’m slowly, forcibly peeled off your hair…and finally, even as stubborn as I am about it…your tit.

Bodied_By_Belle: So occupied with the battle above, I don’t see the choppy left hook coming that slams into my side…driving in. “MMMMPH!” my soft tummy jiggling, it isn’t the hardest punch I’ve ever taken…but girl has hands as your knuckles plow into me. Taking some of my breath away. My left hand pushes up at your right arm, flinging it out of my way and without much thought behind it…I lurch forward, hands grabbing for your shoulders as I attempt to tackle you back into the bed!

Olivia97: My knuckles dig into you as I pry you off of my hair and tit, finally free. It doesn't take long for you to take my position to its natural conclusion however, grabbing my shoulders and throwing your weight into me as you tackle me off the footboard and onto the bed! Our combined weight slams down into it, stressing the strings for a moment as we sink and then pop back up with the mattress' support. I fight savagely from below, my left hand sliding over your hip for your thong again, yanking and tugging violently to try and cause some pain and divert your focus while my right hand presses at your belly, trying to keep you off of me in some capacity. Once my legs settle from the fall I plant my soles into the bed, trying to bridge up and attempt to roll you off of me, pressing harder with my left foot to try and dump you to your side.

Bodied_By_Belle: “Damn girl, just…stay…still…”snarling as I drive you back into the bed and you immediately begin thrashing like a wildcat. Your fingers getting a grip on my suit again, once more tearing my between cheeks…against my sex, threatening to peel it right off with every rug. Feeling your right hand on your belly, meant to keep me at bay…but I manage to mount your hips with some wiggling until your feet find purchase and you start to bridge. Showing off incredible core strength for a big girl…threatening to tilt me over and dump me to the bed. But I don’t want off quite yet, and my left hand grabs at your hair. Twisting it in my fingers with a twirl, using your hair like reins…pulling your head to one side before my right palm swings down and I push my fingers into your cheeks…simply pressing at your head. Leaning behind my grip with ny weight…just trying to hang out and punish you like this for a few more moments.

Olivia97: I bridge up but don't manage to dislodge you, now carrying your weight in my calves and core while you cling to me. Your hand finds my hair easily, unobstructed by my arms as you tangle it about your fingers and tug my face to the side, holding my cheek to the mattress while your other hand presses fingers into my opposite cheek, the pressure of your weight careening down onto my head forcing my jaw apart as I let out a myriad of whines and groans, my abs burning, my scalp searing, and now the pressure of your upper body smearing across my chubby cheek. Feeling the headache coming on, my legs give out with no hope of toppling you, collapsing flat to the bed and causing my thighs to jiggle out behind you. Unable to look straight at you, I release your outfit and bring both of my hands to your right wrist, pressing up and flexing my arms to the point they tremble, trying to pry your bodyweight off of my face, "Gmmph!"

ColeThighCrusher: "Come on Olivia, you're starting to look like a jobber" I mumble with my mouth full of fries

Bodied_By_Belle: “Cmon big girl…I can ride your pretty face real well. Don’t you want that?” I coo, letting out a rumbling purr between grunts and groans…starting to push myself higher as you stop trying to dislodge me and instead focus on getting your hand off my face. My arm and shoulder trembles as I try to hold it in place…before your strong grip jerks it off momentarily trapping it…but now I slide forward higher, trying to mount my big Latina ass up on your chest. Cheeks and tummy jiggling and squishing as I struggle forwards…giving your hair another jerk in my left hand. Distributing punishment…knowing how it adds up!

Olivia97: I manage to get your hand off of my face, but am still in a bad way as you hold my hair, keeping my head down while you just scooch up my body until that big ol' ass is on my chest, squishing my poor titties into my ribs. My breathing turns shallow, lungs struggling to inflate with your weight bearing down on my ribs. I release your arm, not able to do much with it from my position as I just hook my arms over your thighs as best as I can to try and make it harder for you to climb higher if you intended to. Meanwhile I flex my core, folding myself up as my belly rolls over itself. I reach up with my legs, my ass in the air in a somewhat embarrassing position for the boys, but I couldn't worry about that now. Trying to escape this fate I attempt to press my heels under your arm pits, and if I manage to secure them, force my legs back towards the footboard to try and peel you backwards and relieve some of that weight on my body!

Bodied_By_Belle: So preoccupied with pinning your arms down above your head and moving further up, I let go of your hair to grab for your wrists as your arms desperately hook around my thighs…gripping at them tightly, already meaning to yank them forward and lean down into you…but when I’m just about to do that, your heels dig in under my armpits. Gasping sharply in pain, it freezes me and I only have time to curse myself for that freeze before I’m being tugged backwards! “UHHHH FUCK!”, rolling backwards, my legs untucking from their kneeling position, flinging to either side of you before I’m flipped backwards…the back of my head BANGING off the footboard, illicting another sharp cry from my lips wondering what the fuck just happened!

Olivia97: My gamble pays off as I yank you off of me, unseating you and to my happy surprise, smacking the back of your head into the wooden footboard. I am a bit concerned about your poor brain from that, but this wasn't the time. Scrambling to untangle our legs, I get up to my knees and move to your side. I didn't dare attack you from your legs, not wanting to risk being trapped in a body scissor from your powerful thighs. From my position beside you I attempt to move in for a straddle, hoping the knock to the noggin is enough to give me some time to position as I face towards your tummy and try to sit my heavy ass on your chest. My feet reach out behind, trying to press my sweaty soles against your cheeks and face more for the psychological torment than anything, "How do my feet smell, bitch?" I sneer, and still feeling the pain in my tit from your earlier chop, try to pay you back a final time by leaning over your tummy and jabbing my right fist straight down for your bare navel.

ColeThighCrusher: The guy sitting next to me has completely fallen asleep. I spit a fry out of my mouth. "Woah, looks like Olivia can win a fight..."

Bodied_By_Belle: Shaking my head, a little scrambled up…my legs snatch out like the jaws of a hungry hippo on instinct as you push past. They miss, thigh meat slapping together…sending ripples down across them. Suddenly, you’re coming in from beside me…moving fast and hungry, I have no time to do anything but moan before your big ass smashes down into my chest. Getting a view of this big backed bitch…”unnngh get off me!” Your feeling curling in to press against my now blushing cheeks, spluttering. My hands shoot up, grabbing at your back…pinching your sides between your fingers while I grip and push before the fist I don’t see drives into my soft belly! “UHHHH FUCKING COW!” I snarl, trembling…kicking and thrashing my legs. Not in control for the first time this match…and NOT liking it.

Olivia97: You grab at my soft sides, pinching and making me wince, "Yeah, grab my fucking hips baby, just like that." I tease cruelly just as my fist pummels your guts, seemingly giving me some time as your legs thrash and I am extra careful to keep my upper body well and clear. Scraping the footboard with my toes I knew your head was still against it, and I wanted to take advantage. I lifted my ass an inch, hovering it over your chest and then DRIVING it back to plant my sweaty cheeks over your face, adding the extra force to try and slam the back of your poor head into the footboard again and keep you complacent. "Do I still look like a jobber now?!"

ColeThighCrusher: "A little bit, yeah" I finish my fries and now start drinking the sauce packet, for some reason. Hoping that if I keep calling you a jobber, it convinces you to inflict even more suffering on Belle...

Bodied_By_Belle: Struggling to breathe under your big, heavy ass…getting a very very rare taste of someone who has the derrière and the size to make me feel every single thing I make others feel. It’s enough to make one believe in Mercy…even if it’s useless now as you show known. Wedging your feet against the board to either side of me, I have time to gasp and suck in a breath…eyes wide before your ass comes tumbling across my chest like an avalanche. Slamming into my face like a sledgehammer…the back of my head slammed back up into the footboard. Trapped like that. My screams muffled into your cheeks with my nose wedged deep in your ass…I squirm and kick, planting my feet trying to find some grip to twist under you. Hands slap at your hips, your ass…kneading and squeezing. Reaching for some leverage point…I grab at your thong at either hip, yanking it straight up your side. Not willing to give in just yet…

Olivia97: "Mm, smell that defeat, bitch?!" I get cocky as you helplessly thrash your legs and kick around, your hands slapping and kneading at my ass and hips. It stings but isn't enough to budge me, and I go so far as to look at Cole and flex a bicep, showing my confidence and dominance. But feeling you grab either side of my thong, I immediately wish we fought nude. You yank it right up my side, grinding the fabric into my sensitive womanhood and ripping it over my asshole like a rope. The pain stings, making me flinch and lift my ass ever so slightly, just enough to let some sweaty, musky air wash over your face, "WHORE!" I shout in anger, leaning over your body as my belly presses to your sternum and my face hovers over your belly button. My expression contorts with the persistent burning from my crotch and crack, but I don't want to get off of you and risk this. Instead I fight mean, sliding my right hand over your bare tummy towards your cunt before digging my fingers in cruelly, trying to pinch the puffy flesh of your labia and twist! "LET ME GO!"

Bodied_By_Belle: Your feet still wedged in to either side of my face as I suddenly gain some breathing room. The scent filling my nostrils is still an intoxicating mix of feet and ass flesh, burning the nostrils as I take big gulps of air like the drowning woman I am. Unable to scrabble together any coherent snarls back at you before your leaning over….fingers pushing into my cunt, past my sagging and mispositioned bottoms…driving and curling into my folds. “Oh FUCKING Gawd!” I let out, my roar filled with shivering panic and anguish. Nostrils flaring, I clench my teeth and then desperately I lean forward…your thong tugged out of the way as I grip at it, I lean forward and shove my nose between your ample cheeks. Thrusting my tongue to find your pink rosebud…wanting to ply at her. It’s desperate. Frankly humiliating really to resort to these level of tactics…but I’ve been pushed to the edge as I try to sit up so I can deeper and deeper in. Trying to counter pain with pleasure…

Olivia97: Still feeling the pain between my folds and cheeks as you maintain that wedgie while I maul your cunt, I gasp out in surprise as I feel your wet tongue suddenly slip past my bikini bottoms and press into my ass, "Gyaaad..." My eyes flutter, my mauling stopping for a moment. It felt good and was definitely a distraction, but I wasn't going to let this get me off of you. I release your womanhood and reach back with both hands, still laying over your body, my weight pressed to yours. I attempt to grab at your hands with my own, trying to wrestle with your fingers to get you off of my thong so that I can lean back for the smother finish, all the while I squirm - toes curling and jolts of pleasure making my hands fumble over yours, trying to fight off the distraction of having my ass eaten.

Bodied_By_Belle: Eyes gleaming…tongue swirling and punching at your pink rosebud like I’m Prime Mike Tyson. Running my pink muscle up between your cheeks with each hook…every cross. Forcing you to relent on the pussy mauling…you start to sit back and I know that if you manage sit back and plow that big fucking ass in my face again…I’m going to be put to b sleep without even a bedtime story. Your hands grab at my wrists, but I’ve released your thong…pulling against your grip, I try to slip them away free so I can push them into your upper back…wanting to fold you back down but this time I plant my feet, bucking off so I can swing my legs forward. Rolling up awkwardly…giving the boys a view of everything but I have to to try and capture your head with my heels behind your neck…trying one final gambit to put your pretty head between my meaty thighs.

Olivia97: You manage to control my arms, taking advantage of my lack of strength from the pleasure rocking through my body. I feel you drive my hands into my upper back, chicken-winging me and making me whimper out among the moans from getting my ass ravished by your tongue. I drop my head, doing what I can to try and overcome the mental hurdle of controlling my muscles enough to fight while all this is going on. My arms restrained, body pinned to yours, my ass defenseless as you slobber and slurp, I am completely caught off guard as you suddenly buck up and then swing your legs around my head. Your thighs clamp over my neck, crushing my arteries and immediately causing my eyes to bulge with panic. I desperately try to wriggle my sweaty head free, my arms squirming as muscles flex, seemingly running out of options. In a last fit of desperation I try to bring my feet in towards your face, trying to press my sweaty soles against your cheeks wherever I manage, my quickly starving brain panicking to determine a path out of this.

Bodied_By_Belle: “You…are…so…fucked.” Hissing out each between slurps of your ass. Nudging the strong of your bikini out of my way each time I dive in. Relishing the chance to eat my way out of this. You’re bent over atop me…head now caught between my thighs…I straighten my hips and flex them again, feeling them shiver as the pulse runs down my body. But before I can truss you up like a Christmas Turkey, you have one last card to play as you twist your feet against against my face. Squishing my cheeks, momentarily halting my ass eating efforts. I’m forced to let up on your arms along your back..releasing them so I can grab at your feet, focusing on your right foot with both hands. I push up on it like a lever. Trying to twist it up into big cheeks, hoping to add some pressure as I begin to fully sit up now. Wanting you arched forward, face tilted towards the bed.

Olivia97: You give a brutal pulse of your thighs, the constriction of my neck making me spasm as you give me an adjustment, a couple little pops coming from my spine as one sort of tension is relieved and replaced with another. The constriction is overwhelming, making it hard to think as each beat of my heart feels like someone is thumping the back of my head. You release my arms, letting them flop to my sides and lay on the sheets while you grab my right foot and press my heel down into my ass cheeks. I squeal, muffled in the headscissor as my knee and hip brutally extend to accommodate the cruel position. As you sit up my ass comes up with you, my left thigh draped over your shoulder as I am titled upside down with my head buried in the mattress under your thighs, my ass in your face and covered in your slobber. Tears well up in my eyes as my nose and mouth struggle to sip air from between your powerful legs, my heart working overtime to try and get oxygen into my desperate, fading brain, "MMMPH!"

Bodied_By_Belle: Keeping my thighs sunk in around your head, feet planted against the headboard to brace myself. The hold firm…but I hold off on flexing again. Not sure if you’ll be knocked out if I do that again or not. Knowing by experience how little oxygen is making it way to your brain. Panting, my big shoulders heaving. Tits rising and falling, mostly bared now with my top askew from the struggled. My thick brown nipple hard and engorged. I keep your trapped leg curled and pinned tightly against your ass…holding it there with just my left to free up my right hand. Rising it up high…”I told you your big PHAT ass, was mine!” Huskily growling out in a sweetly venomous tone…before swinging my hand down to slap your big left cheek. In perfect position to watch it jiggle, gripping and squeezing it in my fingers. Kneading you possesively, my thighs twitching as they pour on exquisite moments of pressure

Olivia97: I am held in place, trapped in the hold as my brain short circuits - an overwhelming mix of pain, pleasure, and general discomfort. The burning stretch in my hip and knee throbbing throughout my right leg, toes splaying wide as a visceral reaction to the agonizing hold. My face is mashed into a sweaty mix of sheets, thighs, and swimsuit bottoms as I am held firmly by your thighs, each twitch of your muscles keeping me in a delirious place on the verge of consciousness. I can't even hear your words, your taunts more for my ego than my ears at this point as you deliver a cruel, humiliating slap to my left ass cheek causing it to jiggle and ripple and leaving the pale skin with a bright red hand print. My cunt, now bared from your gorging between my cheeks, leaks and drools over itself as my body goes through the internal conflict of whether this was horrible or I was horny. All I could do was meekly flail my arms, weakly prying my fingers into the fat of your thighs as my muffled cries vibrated your cheeks below.

Bodied_By_Belle: Your fingers digging into my thighs…squishing the soft layer that covers the muscles. Enjoy the way you paw at them fruitlessly…it’s been a brutal, sexy, sweaty match and now…I’m about to own your fat ass. My hand at your ass slides around your hip…pinching and grabbing at your skin before hooking up and over, reaching in across your tummy…fingers sliding into your folds. Pressing and rubbing…slide my index finger just inside your slit. Curling up a trail for your pre cum in my fingers…adjusting my feet in my scissors, I curl my feet back so they press into your face…thighs pumping slowly…surely. “Are you gonna submit for me baby? I can treat you soooo good.”

Olivia97: Hung out to dry in this degrading position, my strength quickly being sapped between your thighs as your hand slides over my ass and around my hip, curling over the soft pouch of my lower tummy before you palm my peach and slip your finger into my pussy. I moan out, using up some of the last dredges of air in my lungs as the hot breath washes over your inner thighs and ass. My body curls and writhes in response to your touch against my will, reacting like it would to a lover - despite our circumstances. Meanwhile your feet come down from above, framing up my face as your soles and toes press against my cheeks, smushing and stretching the pliable skin. If I weren't buried in bitch and blanket, it would be quite the sight.

Bodied_By_Belle: Possesively working my arm around your hips…strumming your folds like a pro. Pushing deeper, spreading out your folds further with each stroke until I’m rutting inside you with my fingers. Arm trembling, breathing sharp and fast. I let go of your leg and give your other cheek a meaty, domineering SMACK. Kneading your meaty cheeks. Pulsing my thighs, in rhythm with the smacks. “Cmon honey…if you can hear me…just submit. Tap your hand on my thighs.” I coo, though not really wanting you to…enjoying my new play thing.

Olivia97: I'm gassed, not an inch of me left to give as you begin to take your fill. My soft little moans can barely be heard from between your thighs as you work my pussy, pressing into me and rubbing over my clit. The release of my leg causes me to sigh in relief, before a high pitched squeal of pain escapes me from the forceful spank, leaving my ass rippling once more while you knead into it possessively. Your thighs continue to pulse, keeping me subdued as you edge my consciousness - awake enough to know what's happening, but too weak to do anything about it. Still my pride keeps me in this, not wanting to submit and admit defeat, preferring instead to endure.

Bodied_By_Belle: Growing frustrated…you’re ignoring my requests for your submission…maybe you’re just too scissors drunk? Well, there’s one thing I can do right now…and I begin to strum you fervently. Fingers thrubbing, my thighs slacking off…holding you in place. Pouring my attention to how close I can bring you to orgasm. Giving your meaty cheeks another hefty smack…”Cmon girl, show me how loud you can be. Show Kaia how loud you can be!”

Olivia97: It doesn't take much, my engine already revving from your ass eating. As you focus your efforts my body tenses up, abs flexing and thighs beginning to twitch. My breathing goes from labored to non-existent as I hold my breath for a moment without thinking, and then? I explode out, rapid high pitched moans and cries of ecstasy as I gush over my folds and your hand. My thighs twitch, my toes curl, every muscle tensing and jerking as you push me into an orgasm. Each strum of your fingers after my climax eliciting a shriek at the overwhelming pleasure, my pussy almost numb from the over stimulation as you add a degrading capstone to this hard fought match.

Bodied_By_Belle: “There’s my good, good girl.” Softly cooing, my focus all on this big, tough bitch again. Her cum filling my hands…coating my fingers as twitches and gushes for me. Unclasping my legs, I let you roll off me…coming up to my knees beside you as you roll off. “Now get the fuck off my bed.” I snarl softly, reaching down…I press my lips against yours. Kissing you deep, hard. Before my hands slide in under your body and I flip you off the bed like a shovel.

Olivia97: Finally you relent, your thighs parting as I roll off of you, laying beside you on the bed on my back. I am soaked in sweat, my face flushed red and my belly and chest heaving as I work to catch my breath. I'm barely even aware of your words, my sole focus on coming down and recovery. Surprised by the kiss, I half-return it in a sloppy fashion, my tongue lolling out of my mouth as you slip your hands under my body and tilt me to the side. Forcefully rolled off of the bed I drop, slamming down into the floor beside it belly down. The impact leaves my chubby curves jiggling and only hurts my recovery as I lay there like a body, the only signs of life the grunt from the impact and the rhythmic rise and fall of my back as I breathe.