Page 5 of Protective Tiger's Curvy Girl Crush

Vance says in the sexiest, most domineering tone of voice. “Oh, we’ll get there, Toni.”

We’ll get there! How can something be absolutely maddening but also turn me on like nobody’s business? I can’t even comprehend it.

And then he’s moving me. It’s like I’m helpless to do anything but move. I’m in his arms and then on the couch. Then, I learn all about what it means not to comprehend things because he spreads my legs, and just as I’m readying myself to somehow manage a cock that seems too big for me…

He puts his mouth on me instead.

Chapter Four

Toni

This is the first time anyone ever goes down on me, and I just don’t have any frame of reference for how good it feels. Actually, good doesn’t even begin to cover it! I mean… wow. If this is what it feels like for a boy when I lick his cock… Holy crap. I should have made it harder to get a blowjob!

His tongue moves along my slit, just teasing me between my lips. It wriggles about back and forth, and there’s something truly remarkable about it. The power of the situation is almost impossible to comprehend. It’s utterly overwhelming instantly.

Instantly!

I don’t want to be too dramatic but it’s almost like I know nothing about my pussy. It feels like until right then, I don’t really understand what my pussy is capable of experiencing. His tongue darts into every crevice and swipes over every surface. I feel sensations I never knew I could feel.

And so much desperation!

I feel desperation unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I need to cum. I need it more desperately than I can even explain!

And then his mouth moves down and he thrusts his tongue into me. I feel myself rise right to the edge and let out a kind of desperate, keening moan. It feels like an eternity that I’m right there on the edge before he slides his mouth up and closes over my clit.

Wow.

The moment his tongue moves on my clit, I screech, “Vance!” as my orgasm hits and hits really, really hard.

I just check out.

I mean, it’s like my brain stops working because of the orgasm. I’d say I’m like a flash bulb… um, I mean old school flash bulbs. I took a photography in high school and the man who taught it taught us the history of the camera. He had old cameras and old flash bulbs.

Flashbulbs weren’t like camera flashes now. They made a bright burst of light and burned out right then. That’s how I feel. I feel like the orgasm just burned my mind so it won’t work anymore. I can’t think. I can’t do anything other than experience the clenching and releasing of my abdomen as Vance sucks on my clit while moving his tongue over the hard little button.

It goes on forever. I can’t take it! And then it’s done, and his mouth is off me. His mouth is off me, and things are very vague. I’m really only sort of aware of his body and where it touches mine. My eyes glide over him as he moves up and presses the head of that huge cock against my very wet and ready pussy.

After all that, I think I need to point out that I want all this. I’m not out of it to the point where I’m not consenting anymore. Nothing like that. No. It’s more like he’s fucked me silly, literally. He’s fucked me so I can’t think anymore. He’s just… well, actually, he hasn’t fucked me at all. It’s all his tongue.

And then he thrusts forward and it’s not just his tongue. I want him completely, but I still gasp with the first thrust.

I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him to me. He grabs my hands and lifts my arms, pressing them against the couch, so that my body is stretched out beneath him. Keeping his cock just halfway in, he leans down and takes each of my nipples in turn into his mouth. I close my eyes and arch my back, then I just can’t handle him not being all the way in any more.

It’s kind of crazy because my orgasm is stronger now with the penetration (something I didn’t even know is possible before) but I have my mind back. I mean, I’m acutely aware of everything and utterly desperate for more.

I pull my legs tighter around him, drawing him to me. I just want him to fuck me! I want all of him, and I want him to have all of me. I want it to be wild and… um, don’t judge me… um… violent. I kind of want it to be wild, mindless, and violent. Look, I know what you’re thinking. Relax, it’s just in the moment. But I want it now!

As if reading my mind, he lets my arms go and settles his hands on either side of me and then, he thrusts again and his cock is fully inside me. The feeling of being stretched beyond what seems possible is overwhelming. I can feel something impossible. I can feel a second orgasm threatening to erupt.

I don’t think I’m even finished with the first one!

Vance moves and I hiss, “Fuck me! Fuck me!” so he instantly increases the speed.

Damn.

I’ve never experienced sensations like this.

He does what I want. I mean, he fucks me. Boy, oh boy, does he fuck me!

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