“You like’em big, huh?”

  “Yes, Ma’am!”

  “Heh!” She swings around the post, her other hand still holding her dick, and rolls up onto the mattress of the big four-poster bed. On her knees fag away from me waggles her plump booty my way, the hem of her short nightie swaying along the bottom crests of her cheeks. She gives her butt a swat. It ripples like Bir’s never did. “You like my big behind?”

  “Yes!”

  She turorso, showing me a profile of her left titty through her barely there baby doll as she gives it a squeeze. Her fingers sink deep into the supple flesh. “You like my big tits?”

  “Yes! Yes!”

  “Even my big belly?” Her hand glides down her super soft, smooth tummy. Yes she had fat there but it was hardly a gut. More like…a plush weling pillow. I remembered how felt against my cheek as I sucked her tit st night. To this man’s eye it was her big nor little, it was simply perfect.

  “YES!”

  She rotates around to reveal her penis once more, looking bigger than ever! She gives it a slow, light stroke from garter to tip. “And you like my big cock?”

  I husiastically.

  “I wanna hear your words, baby. Don’t be shy.”

  “I like y cock!” I blurt out all at ohey were words I hought I’d speak but now that I had it felt good. “I like it all. All of you! What a body!”

  “Mmmm.” She smiles as she strokes herself with long, smooth strokes. “Here I was worried I might intimidate you.”

  “No, Ma’am.” I say as I sit up straighter. “I think you’re so hot, Heather.”

  Her ruby lips part into a bright grin. Before my eyes I see her fidend her sexiness grow. Rising high, kneeling in the ter of her bed, Heather twirls her hips and runs her left hand over her soft flesh as her right grips the hard. Her eyes pan down my body to arrive at the twitg tent in my pajamas. Nibbling her bottom lip her eyes lihere a moment before she blinks and shakes her head, as if waking from a dream. I could not get over how GOOD it felt to be looked at like that. Her open desire for me made me feel like the twice the man I was. And I could tell that she enjoyed being watched like that as well.

  She goes down on all fours and undutes left and right. Her big, heavy tits swing and sway beh her as her huge hard sg swipes across the covers. She crawls halfway then rises again, thrusting her breasts high as she grabs onto her dick with both hands. Just then a glistening bud of clear precum sprouts from the plump tip of her cock.

  “Oh! Ohhhh!” I gasp. Within seds my mouth is watering. “Is that…honey?”

  “Yes, Elliot.” Heather dabs the blob with two fingers and smears it down the front of her incredible penis. “You want some, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Ma’am.” I whisper.

  “I wish we could.” She licks it from her fingers.

  My lips mimic hers as they smack. I could almost feel it on my tongue. My hips thrust, my knob grinds against the cloth of the pajamas, my anus ches tight, and I pull against the stog holdio the chair. A rising forside of me was screaming at me to beg. Beg for your honey, boy! BEG! Throw yourself at her feet! Give yourself to her! For the first time I was truly feeling the addi that Heather had warned me about. I khat giving in and pressing my luck would only risk ending this moment so I stay silent.

  Hot and sultry Heather sways and gyrates in ways to be a man’s fancy. She bends to highlight her curves and moves with a jaguar’s fluidity, moving to music that only she and I could hear. She lifts the baby doll to give me a peak of raw flesh thes it waft back down her body. She snaps the strap of her panties and swats her big booty. And always her hands roamed, inviting my mesmerized focus to follow through the hills and valleys. Again and again her eyes would return to me, sav the sight of being watched so rapturously.

  Rolling to her back she arches her bad cws her fingers up her body. “Mmmmm!” Pointing ooe skyward she takes the stog and sloly peels it up her curvy leg revealing the sumptuous white flesh beh. I wanted so bad to kiss that fair thigh, to lick it, to grab onto it like a horny dog and hump it! With just that thigh alone I could be a happy man. Once past the knee she bends her leg and pulls the stog from her body. With a sso like twirl she thes go to let it fly off to the side. One foot bare and the other covered she kicks her feet in the air. All at once she brings her feet down and thrusts her hips high. Griping her cock tightly she flexes it to its full hardness, its fat knob swelling as another wad of honey oozes out to trickle down her length!

  “Oh God!”

  “Heh!” She fshes me a hnce.

  She rolls back up to one knee. Her she extends to show off its shapely tours and the ultra soft flesh of her ihigh as she runs her hand up and down. Ohird sensual stroke she slides her fingers beh the stog to push it down and down and down until it too had been removed. This time she stretches it like aid shoots it my way, though it only reaches to the end of the bed. With a twirl she turns away again. And again she waggles her fine, mature ass. OH GOD! I yearo dive between those big cheeks and never return! And there between her lovely legs was the prodigious bulge of that cy little pouch that cupped her balls remindihat she was a dy like no other. Peering over her shoulder Heather watches me watg her. My eyes on her feeds her like hers fed me. Her dormant desires, her starving libido, and her womanly pride all swell like her ragiion. With her eyes locked on me she pinches, jiggles, shakes and pats her beautiful badonkadonk.

  “I love your ass.” I sigh. “Ohhhh!”

  “Mmmm!” She s approvingly.

  Her shoulders begin to rod roll as she pulls the skirt of her baby doll left and right. Up and up it goes, then down, then up again until she is pulling it over her head. She turns to face me. Hiding behind it like a belly-dancer with veil she peeks over and fixes me with a fiery gaze before twirling it in the air and ung it my way. The sheer fabric catches air and falls short to drift down over my toes. Taking the smooth cloth with my feet I rub it’s softness between them. She’d told me I’d get to watch her masturbate but this was so much more. She had dressed for me, danced for me, and now performed for me like my own personal stripper. What a woman!

  Now topless Heather grabs both her breasts at ond squeezes them while again tensing her member to the max. To my absolute awe her massive cock hovers in the air by its own strength! I hought ohat big could do that! The precum was flowing steady now, even given our disparate proportions it was more than I would ever leak. I then notiuch bigger the hole at her tip was mine. Wide enough I could probably stick my pinkie down it! As I am marveling at her tip a big drop forms at her tip and slowly begins to droop. I lean forward mouth agape as I wished to catch that drop on my tongue. From my own throat I hear a soft whine. “Nnnngh.”

  “Oops.” Heather catches it just in time before it falls and smears it arouip. “Things are about to get messy.” Prepared for this moment she reaches over the side of the bed and brings up a big, puffy towel which she spread over the mattress between us. “Enjoying the show, handsome?”

  “Yes!” I nod.

  “Hahhh.” She rubs her hands down her breasts, over her belly, and down her smooth thighs. “It’s o be seen again. Like this. Like a woman. Ohhh, Elliot.”

  “Heather?”

  “Yes, handsome?”

  “Um…”

  She smiles, her voice warm and her gaze sm. “Ask your question, baby.”

  “Um…if I was your boy toy…”

  “He he he!”

  “I know I ’t, but… If I was…yours…really yours…what would you do with me?”

  “What would I do with you? If you were my one and only boy toy to py with?”

  “Yes.”

  “My handsome trophy boy?”

  “Yes!”

  “If you were my darling, prean to love and to hold?”

  “Yes!!”

  “My very own sexy little fuck boy?”

  “Yes! Yes!”

  “Mmmm.” She hums while anlimmering drop forms. “Why don’t I show you?”