A Food Blogger Passion
I can't help but enjoy the view. This beautiful cake going into my lover's mouth is making me crazy. Ever since I started this food vlog journey two years ago, I have seen the effects it has had on her waistline.
She started out thin with the slightest of curves. We agreed back then to start a food blog and travel the country trying new and exciting foods and desserts. It started out perfect until all the eating she was doing wasn't for our blog anymore. No, she ate while I wrote, and we still have many views but now it was becoming harder for me to stay focused.
I love women no matter the size, but I can admit seeing all these curves on my woman is driving me insane. The way her hips sway in her tight jeans to how her bra can barely hold in her plump breasts. I want to jump her every day and my erection proves it. I don't know how long I can hold out. I needed her now.
She finishes the cake and as I write down her description of it, I hear a 'rip' noise. I look up from typing and see her jeans had ripped. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment while my penis was getting ready to explode. I hand her my jacket and she tie it around her waist. I click 'save' on my laptop and we head back to the hotel.
We enter the room and I immediately sit the laptop on the table. I was about to jump on my woman when tears started to descend from her eyes. "What's wrong baby?" I asked.
"I feel like a total pig. Look at all this chub I have gained since we started this food vlog. I feel fat and ugly." she replied. I take her hands in mine, while looking her in the eyes.
"You are not ugly baby. You are beautiful and curvy in my eyes. Plus, who cares if you put on weight, because I don't. I can tell from your facial expressions how much food makes you happy. So, don't let what others might think of you; turn you away from what you love. I love you no matter what size you are, baby." I expressed.
"Really?" she questioned. I slowly move her hand to my throbbing dick. Her eyes go wide as she bites her lips.
"Really." I repeated. I couldn't take this torture anymore and I jump her bones. I roam my hands all over her thick, juicy body. I squeeze her bouncy ass and slap it. I hear her moan as a response. I pull down her jeans and remove her tight top. I unclasp her bra and let her lovely melons free. I trace my tongue over her nipples. She massages my hair while pulling me closer. I bite her nipple and she screams. I lower my hand to her clit, and I can feel her wetness. Another thing I noticed about her is when she eats her cat grows moist. I insert one finger in with ease. Then another. I pump her good until I feel her juices all over me.
"Baby" she begs. I knew what she wanted, and I was going to give it to her. I remove my clothes and climb over her. She opens her mouth and begins to suck my dick. Her mouth was warm, and her tongue was about to bring me to climax. I continued to finger her as she sucked. I can see her juicy thighs shake with each thrust. I felt her climax again and I needed to feel this wet pussy.
I remove myself from her mouth and turn her around. I wanted to see every part of my woman shake from my thrusting. I insert inside of her and begin to thrust her hard and good. I can see her ass wobble in front of me and I couldn't help but slap it as my other hand squeezes her belly. Her breasts are moving with my rhythm, and I grab them. So, I could squeeze both her nipples. Her moans grow louder as my breathing goes harder. We both were about to cum. I pull on her hair as she cum on my dick and release my seed into her fat pussy.
"So, what places should we try tomorrow?" I asked. She smiles at me with delight at the mention of food. God how I love this woman.
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