We walked back to my apartment and my heart was pounding when Mike closed the door behind us. The thought of his hands on me and his big cock filling me was electric. I walked into my little bachelor and kept my back to him behind me. I felt that as soon as I turned around, it would begin; I would start my little flirtatious routine and not want to stop until he completely devoured me.
I looked over my shoulder shyly, and slowly turned around to face him. He was so damn big it was unreal. Six foot eight, over seven hundred and fifty pounds. He stood with his back against my door, completely blocking the exit, just like earlier when I'd sucked him off. He probably thought I would repeat myself, but I wanted more.
I walked over to him slowly and raised my hands up to touch his big belly. I pressed my palms into the fabric of his red sweater and deeper still into the solid bulk of his firm belly fat.
"You're so solid..." I looked up, way up. He was breathing heavily with a drop of sweat running down his temple. I liked to think he was just that excited to fuck me but it was more likely the walk home in the warm sun. His scraggly beard was a big charming mess. Inside that mess were his thick lips, which he quickly licked. His broad nose and thick brows were really quite handsome.
"Yeah, well...there's some muscle under there somewhere..."
"There must be so much muscle...to carry this big body around. There must be more in just your legs than there is in my entire body. All that power..."
I started rubbing my hands in small circles against his belly, which invited his big bear paws onto my lower back.
"You want to feel some?"
He showed my just a tiny bit of that power as he pulled my torso in snug against his big broad abdomen. His fat hands cupped my little waist, and my breasts were tight against his solid wall of belly.
"Ooh yeah, big daddy. You can squeeze me all you like."
Mike didn't smile exactly, but stared down at me very placidly as his fingers slipped down over the curve of my hips and firmly groped my ass.
"Oh god..."
His grip was amazing. The size of his palms and the strength of those fingers squeezing and parting my butt cheeks was ecstasy. He kneaded my butt with his hands while I rested my cheek on his broad chest. My hands slid around his giant torso and arrived perhaps halfway around him before reaching their limit. I squeezed on to his fat, monster truck spare tires.
"Mike...you're so perfect. Your body..."
Mike didn't speak. He just slid one hand up to my lower back while the other sunk deeper between my ass cheeks. I could feel his index and middle fingers probing closer to my pussy.
"Oh shit..."
I heard him lick his lips again between the continued huff of his hot, heavy breath. I was getting wetter and wetter as he forced his middle and ring fingers deeper between my thighs. I slid my hands back from his love handles to his belly, and then up his big chest and around his neck. My fingertips grazed the coarse hair on the back of his thick bull neck.
"Mike, please...kiss me."
Mike still didn't smile. He just stared in hesitation before eventually leaning in and planting a hungry kiss from those fat lips. I closed my eyes and savoured it, only vaguely realizing that that could have been his first kiss. It made me forget about every other I'd had up until then. It was magic.
We kept kissing and Mike's big fingers kept stroking me into exhilaration. I wanted him so badly I couldn't stand it. I wanted to lick and suck on every part of him at once. I didn't know where to start.
"Oh god...I can't wait any longer..."
Our embrace broke and I took a step back, taking his whole presence in once again. He looked down at me, panting, staring, unsure of what to do. Slowly, he started pulling down his sweatpants, just enough to uncover his crotch. Given that I'd wasted no time and getting down on my knees and sucking him off twice already, he was cued to present his crotch and await my mouth.
I waited more than that though. I just had to figure out how to coax him.
I stared at his huge body and the bare, furry bulge of his underbelly. His sweats still covered those huge thighs and his red shirt covered his arms and his mammoth gut. He was clearly in no rush to expose more of his flesh than need be. I wanted his flesh though; I wanted to see it and be devoured by it.
I got down on my knees yet again and crawled before him. I enjoyed the view of looking up Mike mountain. He didn't make eye contact though, he just looked straight ahead and panted, waiting. The fat head of his dick stuck out from the girth of his heavy paunch. I reached out gently grabbed it.
"Oohh..."
Mike's deep voice sounded pleased as I slowly started to jerk him off. The thick, abundant foreskin slid back and forth along his swelling shaft. My hand needed to plunge into the sweaty depths of his paunch to cover the length of his big, girthy penis.
His precum was already slathered across my palm, which lubricated the rest of his shaft. He held up his belly and spread his stance a bit to create at least a tiny bit more room for me, causing his flesh to wobble.
"Is this good, daddy?"
"Ohh, yeah. It's good."
I leaned in to his crotch and took a deep whiff, and then exhaled fully. The strong musk of his natural odour filled my lungs before returning back out my lips and grazing his eager genitals. My face barely an inch from his flesh, I could feel the heat from his body
"I love the way you smell...it's making me wet."
Mike simply murmured a response as I continued to slowly beat his meat.
"I wanna taste, too. Daddy...may I taste you?"
"Oh, fuck yeah. Lick it. Suck me."
His cock was at that beautiful stage of three-quarter firmness, giving me the resistance to squeeze harder with my hand. As much as I would've loved to swallow his big shaft, I didn't want to rush it. I opened my mouth planted my tongue along the mid-length of his shaft. With utter delight I slowly slid my tongue up his cock and flicked the fat head with my tongue. The salty taste of his cum entered my lips.
"Mmm...it's so good. I love it."
Mike grunted an eager approval, which turned into a prolonged bassy moan as I wormed the tip of my tongue against the mouth of his urethra. He was getting eager, even impatient.
"Alright, suck my cock."
I wanted to desperately, but I wanted something else more.
"I wanna ride this big thing, daddy."
Mike was panting heavily and I could almost hear the sweat rolling down his cheeks. He wasn't quick to respond.
"You wanna ride it? Like, on your bed?"
