swallowed

Natalie was unforgettable.

The kind of woman who could make a room stop with just her presence.

She wasn’t just big, she was voluptuous—confident, curvy, and unapologetically sexy. Her hips were wide, her ass round, and her breasts always seemed to defy the tops she wore, straining against the fabric.

I’d always had a thing for women like her—soft, sensual, and proud.

We knew each other through mutual friends, and every time we were in the same room, there was an unspoken tension between us, something electric that we both felt but never acknowledged.

Until that lazy Saturday afternoon.

I was swiping through a dating app when there she was. Natalie. Her profile picture showed off her curves perfectly, a tight dress hugging her size 22 frame. The look in her eye was daring, teasing—inviting me in. I sent her a message, and she responded almost instantly, as if she’d been waiting.

We didn’t waste time.

Within minutes, I was on my way to her place, anticipation thick in the air.

When she opened the door, she stood there in a silky black robe, clinging to her every curve. Those thick thighs, the way her belly peeked through the gap in her robe, and her full breasts pressing against the fabric.

She caught me staring and smirked, knowing exactly what she was doing to me.

“Come on in,” she said, her voice low, sultry.

The living room was dimly lit, the scent of vanilla candles heavy in the air. She led me to the couch, her ass swaying hypnotically with each step. She sat down, spreading her thighs just enough for her robe to fall open, revealing a glimpse of her lacy black panties. My heart raced, and I felt the heat rising in me.

No small talk. We both knew why I was there.

I leaned in, my hands finding her soft belly, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips. She moaned softly, her body responding immediately. My hands traveled up to her breasts, squeezing them gently, feeling their weight in my palms. She was so soft, so inviting, and I couldn’t get enough.

I kissed her neck, her chest, then slowly worked my way down. Her breath quickened, her body trembling with anticipation. When my hand slipped between her thighs, I could feel her heat, her wetness already soaking through her panties. She spread her legs wider, giving me full access.

I pulled her panties aside, revealing her swollen lips, glistening with arousal. She was wet, her clit already begging for attention. I slipped a finger inside her, and she moaned deeply, her eyes fluttering shut. She was tight, but so incredibly wet, her body gripping my finger as I moved slowly inside her.

“God, that feels good,” she whispered, her voice breathy.

I added another finger, then a third, stretching her as her hips rocked against my hand. Her juices coated my fingers, her body trembling with each thrust. My thumb circled her clit, faster now, as her moans grew louder, more desperate.

Her body tensed. She was close.

“Come for me, Natalie,” I whispered in her ear.

That was all it took. Her body convulsed, her back arching as she cried out, a deep, guttural sound that shook me to my core. Her pussy tightened around my fingers, pulsing as she came, her juices flowing freely. She kept coming, wave after wave, her body trembling, her thighs quivering beneath my hands.

When she finally relaxed, she looked at me, a mix of satisfaction and hunger in her eyes.

“Your turn,” she said, her voice breathy but firm.

She shifted on the couch, pulling me to my feet. Her robe fell open completely, revealing her naked body—her heavy breasts, hard nipples, and the soft rolls of her belly still glistening from her orgasm. She undid my belt, freeing my hard cock with a sly smile.

“Damn,” she whispered, licking her lips. “I’ve been waiting for this.”

She took me into her mouth, her lips soft and warm, her tongue swirling around the tip before taking me deeper. Her hand pumped the base as she sucked, her other hand cupping my balls, massaging them gently.

I groaned, my head falling back as she worked her magic. She was incredible—her mouth relentless, her tongue teasing, flicking, creating a heat that built up inside me.

I was close.

“Fuck, Natalie, I’m gonna come,” I warned, my voice thick with lust.

But she didn’t stop.

She sucked harder, her eyes locking onto mine as I exploded in her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her lips still working me, never pulling away.

When I finally caught my breath, she looked up at me, licking her lips with a wicked grin.

She wasn’t done.

She kept going, stroking me, sucking me, and within minutes I was hard again, ready for round two.

Natalie was relentless, and I was more than happy to let her do whatever she wanted.