My plumper mom

My mother quickly got off me and grabbed her robe and put it on, as I reached for my boxers and did the same, my mother was the first to speak out “Emily please have a seat so we can explain”

Now let me tell you a little about my aunt she was wearing a red dress and high heels, my mother was chubby but she isn’t, however she did inherit some of my mom’s features, she is 30 years old and about 5ft 6in,with a well-rounded butt and a slim waist and her tits as I later found out was a 40DD, she worked out regularly and dated on and off, but I have never seen her anything serious, she started modelling when she was 16 because local shops started to notice her for her big tits and big ass on the small frame and approached her with quite a lot of offers. My mom and my aunt are really close, and at the back of my head I was a little worried if their relationship was irreversibly damaged by what she saw.

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Mom’s a dream, a real treasure. I’d gotten in a day earlier than expected and she was out. I’d driven through the night and wanted to get a little exercise in; I was stiff from the drive. Thought I’d swim a few laps then maybe take a nap. So I was in the pool when she got home. Of course she’d seen my vehicle in the drive, she knew I was there but still, I’m her only child, I’d just gotten home from college for the summer; she was on the pool deck calling to me,

“Tommy, come here and give Mommy a big kiss.”

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Emily thought that her late-night trip to the library on Valentines Day would be a short jaunt. Drive in, get the textbook she needed for class, check out and get home to her loving husband, who hopefully had a Valentines’ surprise waiting for her. She hadn’t exactly dressed for the occasion; her curvy 5’4″ frame was still draped in the white button-up blouse, black skirt, and hair put up in a bun that she’d worn to church several hours earlier. Yet as Emily found the book, brought it to the checkout counter and got her library card swiped with just a glance exchanged with the librarian, a tall figure glancing through the books arrayed on the shelves caught her eye.

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Bbw bitch rides her nerd – porn tale

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“Dang it!” I remark as once again I can’t seem to get my Java code to compile. I am feeling frustrated. For the same two hours I have been looking at the same piece of code. I put the computer down when I hear a thunderous noise in the distance.

I know that rumbling. It’s you on your Harley. I hear the distinctive roar of the engine as you pull up in the driveway and hit the kill switch. Riding always puts you in a great mood.

When you come in the door, I notice that you don’t stop to take off your jacket or chaps. When you come into the bedroom I see you dressed head to toe in leather. All 5’11” and 267 pounds of you. The ends of your wavy red hair stick through the helmet.

“Why hello there honey! How was the ride?” I ask, with the biggest grin on my face.

You lift the visor on your helmet.

“Exhilarating,” you say as you sit on the edge of the bed. “Come here, and rub my back,” you say.

“Are you going to take off your helmet?” I ask.

“No, not yet,” you reply.

I cuddle up behind right you and start rubbing your back through your pink leathers. I am snuggled so close to you. My front is touching your back, and I am straddling your legs. It’s the same position as when you take me on the back of your bike.

I can’t explain the feeling when I am next to you. It is not uncommon for me to feel anxious. But when I am around you, I feel loved, and safe. I am yours and that is all that matters. I love it when you are in total control.

What can I say, I am different, ie. nerd like. High school was hell. Persistent teasing, and bullying can cause one to develop a complex. I spent most of my time in the library reading everything I could get my hands on.

You had a different way of dealing with bullies, as you told me. When one of the other teenage girls would mock your weight, you would without hesitation remind them that size does have it’s advantages, and kick their skinny ass. You may have developed a reputation for being a bitch, but who cares! I love a woman who is in control. And, you made it clear, I belong to you!

I massage your back, making you moan in your helmet. You lean back. “You know what feels great?” you ask.

“1500ccs between your legs I bet!” I reply.

“Hmmm that does feel good! But I was thinking of something else.” You respond. You take my hand with your leather gloved hand.

“I have something else in mind,” you respond. My hand is moved into your black leather chaps. I notice that you are wet. I am surprised you didn’t cum on the bike.

“Ohh, I see your ride has put you in a mood,” I remark.

“In the mood, but it hasn’t completed the job,” you answer.

“I think I know what you want!” I respond devilishly.

I get off the bed, and proceed to kneel down in front of you. I see a smile coming from your helmet, as your legs close around my body.

I love this feeling. There is no escape from your luxuriously leather clad thighs.

You unbutton your chaps. I can’t help but notice the lack of panties.

I don’t know what is more intoxicating. I stare up at your double EE breasts, and I smell the wonderful bouquet of your juices, the leather and the smell of the bike. You stare down.

I start to lick around your labia. You taste so good. I start probing with my tongue, and savor every moment of it.

You reward me by stroking my back with your leather gloves.

I keep enjoying you. Some people believe Disneyland is the happiest place on Earth. It doesn’t compare to your voluptuous body. With my hands I pull off your boots and socks. While my mouth is gently sucking on your womanhood, my hands are rubbing the arches of your feet.

Your ride has certainly put you in the right mood. Not before long, you cross your legs behind my back. I couldn’t get out if I wanted to. But really, I don’t want to get out. You possess me, and I love every moment of it. I slowly, and steadily lick from your vaginal opening to your clitoris. Your body can’t take much more of this, and I hear you groan from your helmet.

“Give it to me!” I remark.

Just then you have a powerful orgasm. I get a faceful of your delicious cream on my face.

The excitement of both riding your bike, and your nerd has taken its toll. You lean back on the bed, flushed.

I wipe off my face, and then lie down beside you. You reach over and notice that I am extremely aroused.

“What are we going to do about that,” you ask. Your leather clad hand is touching my penis.

“Your hands feel so good there,” I moan.

You cup my penis with your hand and start stroking. You then lean over me. The image of the hottest woman I know in leather, and the stroking send me over the top. I am cumming.

“Oh god yes!” I remark.

You take off your helmet and leathers, and toss them off the side of the bed.

After all of that, we are both tired. We lay on the bed together, and fall asleep spooning. I feel your breast and tummy on my back. I am in my second favorite position, held in your embrace.