Fattie on the beach

I’ve told you how BBW (aka. Beatrice, aka. Bibs,)
entered my life, bringing with her joy and happiness,
and lots and lots of sex.

Well, the winter came in and I felt that we need some
respite from the biting cold of Chicago, so I have shut
down my business for a month of a warm vacation in
Florida.

We went to the beach the day after we had arrived. Bibs
wore an astonishing two part swimming suit, yellow with
some green pictures I think, but who could have really
noticed the swimming suit? She was WOW! What a
knockout! Her glorious boobs almost spilled over the
edges of her top and it was so taut that it was a
wonder it didn’t burst. And all the rest of her bod!
Wow, the soft belly that rippled when she moved or
laughed and she giggled a lot!- and the wide promising
expanse of her hips… I just couldn’t keep my hands
off her.

But Bibs went shy on me! Although we had settled down
far from other vacationers, at least some fifty yards,
she was reluctant to let me fondle her. She barely let
me kiss her, complaining that people were watching and
that she was uncomfortable with it, and to please stop
it and so on. In the end, she even pushed me away from
her lips, which I used to kiss and savor her tits
before she hastily pushed my face away and let me just
rest my head on her lap.

Her quiet moans and sighs though, signaled me that she
was responding too, as indeed was confirmed by the
distinct aroma of sex that rose from her crotch. I did
let my finger wander up on her thighs caressing and
probing while gently kissing her knees, going up and
up. She moaned softly, spreading her locked thighs ever
so slightly and I kept kissing and caressing higher and
higher until I landed at the pearly gates themselves.

Bibs’ thighs were now spread out and a dark, wet spot
on her swimming trunks showed that she was very hot
herself now, as did also her now quite audible moans.
As for my state, well, as you can imagine, I was all
erect and taut, all the nine inches hot and ready for
action, threatening to rip my swimming trunks off.

In between her lustful moans, Bibs kept pleading, “No,
not now… not here… please… people are watching,
please don’t!” but her body spoke otherwise. And then,
suddenly, she yanked my head away, rose and ran over to
the water, with me following her.

The cool splashing water did cool me a bit, as it did
cool her. She splashed me saying that I needed to cool
off, but she didnt object very much my kissing her. I
guess it was the water that has partially covered us,
but she didn’t object also when I fondled her beautiful
mounds, freeing them from the tight confine. Bibs just
moaned when I rolled her erect, big nipple and nibbled
on the other and her hand went exploring my crotch,
caressing and rubbing my erect tool.

My dick freed itself from the swimming trunks. It
envied my mouth, or something and I knew that I wanted
to fuck those inviting mounds so I let myself float on
my back, and pulling myself in I straddled Bibs’ chest,
pulling her top off. My dick burrowed between those two
white mounds, Oh how can I describe the feeling!? I was
floating on cloud nine, my dick buried to the balls in
soft warm bliss while it’s mushroom glans was being
sucked by BBW’s hot eager lips.

I felt in heaven-and I told her so: “OH, I’m in heaven
even before death!” I exclaimed, fucking and humping as
I could while floating, pulling her torso towards me by
my legs for support.

Bibs must have lost her footing, since she was now
floating along me. Leaving my dick, she floated on her
back to my chest and said that it made her horny and
that she wanted me to suck her too. I complied eagerly.
Pulling her bottoms down, I started licking and
munching her now inflamed cunt lips. The salty taste of
the water added a strange, not unpleasant flavor to the
so familiar flavor of Bibs’ juices.

I licked and sucked and nibbled, driving Bibs, and
myself nearly to orgasm. By then I have pushed her to
shallow water, where she was lying on the wet sand,
lapped now and then by the waves, with me following her
on my fours. Having lost the bottoms of her swimming
suit somewhere, her legs were now wrapped around my
hips, her heels digging into my buttocks and pulling me
in…

I let a wave carry me in and I hammer into her open,
inviting vagina. I fuck and hump her, biting her huge
boobs, munching and licking her bloated nipples. Bibs
is thrashing and heaving against me, arching her back,
pulling me powerfully in by her strong thighs. Her
moans turning louder and louder, she pleads with me to
fuck her deep, deeper! And I do, until she screams and
her spasming cunt milks my cock with small staccato
squeezes, and I come with a big jet inside her roaring
and yelling. What a fuck!

“Look what you have made me do!” complained Bibs later
when she has caught her breath again. “You made me fuck
here in front of everybody like some cheap whore!”

“Relax dear,” I comforted her-“nobody noticed, we are
too far away, and besides there is nothing cheap about
you…” Well, we were both naked now, having lost our
bathing suits in the heat of sex, so Bibs sent me to
bring her a towel to wrap herself and we returned to
our place. On my way I’ve noticed some of the pairs’
eyes were following us, but I didn’t tell Bibs. Somehow
it made me even hornier..

Knowing that the first orgasm usually makes BBW hungry
for more, I started caressing and kneading her glorious
breasts as soon as she lied down. Bibs did object, at
least in words, but I knew well from her body response
that she was as hot as could be.

I squeezed her heavy, supple mounds in my hands,
rolling her erect and hard nipples, and munched the
ever so sexy fat folds of her abdomen.

In midst of her excited sighs and moans, Bibs was
pleading with me to stop, “No, please not here!
Everybody are watching! Please! OOHH!” The OH being her
moan as I sent my other hand between her spread thighs
and inserted my finger deep into her cunt. Bibs jerked
and heaved, but she still pleaded, “No, please not in
front… AAHH, not in front of them, look they are
watching us!”

“Let them,” I said. “Didn’t you notice how green they
are? That’s envy! Let them watch and eat their hearts
out!” I don’t know if it were my words or my exploring
digit, but Bibs spread her thighs letting me crawl in
between them. She raised her legs high in the air when
my cock slammed into her dripping cunt, burying itself
up to the balls.

Mewling and wailing like some wild animal, Bibs arches
her back and starts hammering my butt with her bare
heels. And now she humps and fucks against me, her body
arched back, leaning only on the back of her head, her
vagina contracting and spasming over my deeply buried
cock, and she screams…and slumps.

Well, I haven’t come yet, I haven’t produced yet enough
spunk in my balls since our first fuck, but I roll off
her, hoping for continuation, because when BBW gets hot
she gets HOT! She has to have at least three orgasms in
a row. And she was HOT now! Indeed, within seconds, she
rolled on me covering my body with hers she started
kissing my face. Her hot, wet cunt sliding on my stiff
cock ground the bloated clit against my hot, hard rod.
Bibs’ ass was now rotating with small sexy rolls,
heaving little heaves, while her mouth was busily
nibbling my chest.

Gradually Bibs crawled higher up on my prostate body,
her lips closed on mine and she drove her soft, tasty
tongue deep into my throat while adjusting my cock
between the spread, hot lips of her cunt and she
heaves! And she fucks! And she is hammering herself
over my stretched cock and I jerk with her in unison.

“OH! FUCK MEEE! Fuck me hard!” she screams, rising her
upper body for the added moment she fucks and rides me
with me just jerkin under her.

Her vagina is gripping my cock in a hot, wet, velvety
vice sliding up and down furiously. She rides and rides
me, her ass rising and falling in a full gallop,
yelling war cries like some injun rider in a bad
western, her hair flying all around and her huge tits
bouncing and quivering at the end of each hop. I buckle
under her and jerk and arch, and so we hop and skip to
our mutual heaven.

After gathering our breath again, we have left the
beach to continue our bliss in our motel room. On our
way I noticed several pairs, deep in the trance of
imitating our performance. I hope it was our example
that kindled their fire… Anyway, Bibs noticed too,
and didn’t object anymore to sex in the open. But we
didn’t fuck on the beaches many times – Bibs said that
the sand was scratching her cunt, and she was afraid of
an inflammation.

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