u/No-Mood-311

Dom had only come to drop off a parcel. His mom had ordered something for her friend and had asked him to run it over. Her daughter Layla opened the door chipper and friendly in her soft pyjama bottoms and a loose t-shirt. Looking like she'd been sat around the house and hadn't showered for a couple of days. Dom often saw her like this, she was a homebody who didn’t care to make an effort. She was cute in her own kind of way, but it was her fat, round ass and wide hips filling out her pyjama bottoms that always caught his eye. She’d sometimes catch him sneaking looks. Dom often wondered if she liked him, or if she was just this friendly with everyone.

They stood in the hallway talking for a bit. She was back from uni and not working. Neither was he. She asked if he had a girlfriend yet. He said no. He asked if she was still with her girlfriend from uni. She said she wasn’t. After a short silence she looked at him and asked, casually,

“You want to stay and chill?”

He said yes. On the surface he was just curious. Deep down he was already hoping for a quick nut.

He followed her upstairs, eyes fixed on the way her arse jiggled in the thin pyjama bottoms.

They stepped into her room and she turned to face him.

“It’ll be a little while till my parents are back.”

At that point Dom realised she wasn’t just bringing him upstairs as a friend.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a boy,” she said.

“Oh really,” Dom replied, trying to keep his cool.

“Maybe you can help me.” She stepped closer and slowly put her hand on his crotch, feeling him already getting hard. He didn’t kiss her. He just looked at her. She pulled her hand back a little and added, almost testing,

“wait I smell bad. I need to shower first.” she said self consciously

Dom lightly grabbed her wrist and pulled her close.

“I don’t mind. I like the way you smell.”

He kissed her neck.

That was enough. She climbed onto the bed on all fours, shifting until her fat, jiggly ass hung perfectly off the corner of the mattress. Soft little belly hanging. She looked back over her shoulder with a quiet, expectant face.

He stepped in behind her, grabbed the waistband of her pyjama bottoms with both hands and yanked them down hard and fast. Her fat arse jiggled from the sudden pull. The second the fabric cleared her cheeks she brought her knees together on her own, popping her arse out further and presenting her pussy.

He lowered himself to his knees, face level with her ass. From there he slowly spread her heavy cheeks apart with both hands. She was already soaking wet. He stayed like that for a moment, just breathing in the thick scent of her un-showered holes. The smell triggered something primal in him and made him rock hard almost instantly.

He couldn’t hold back any longer and buried his face in her ass. Tongue first between her fat stubbly pussy lips, then higher, tasting her ass while she stayed quietly moaned and squirmed, pushing back slightly against his mouth

His cock throbbed in his boxers and he couldn’t wait any longer. he stood, shoved his jeans down and eased his cock into her. Jacket still on. He lifted the bottom hem of his shirt into his mouth and held it there so it didn't obscure his view, then gradually he started fucking her. Each thrust built up in power, deep and controlled, her soft arse bouncing against him. Air escaped from her pussy, a short, wet, burst around his cock. Layla didn’t care and neither did Dom. In fact it turned him on even more.

As he fucked her the strong smell of sex filled the room. Her musty holes, the wet sounds, the heat of their bodies. It only made him more turned on. Without pulling out he shrugged the jacket off and threw it aside, then he fucked her harder. A minute later he dragged the shirt off over his head so nothing was left in the way, giving her the full strokes of his cock. Whilst pounding away, bouncing off her ass, he pressed his thumb into her asshole.

Periodically he would grab her ass, squeezing her soft heavy cheeks, before his hands slid to the contour of her hips and pulled her back onto him for more leverage. Heavy slaps of skin, her little belly swaying, her cheeks jiggling with every thrust. Every so often he would slow down, spread one of her ass cheeks with his hand and just let the thick aroma of her holes waft up as he pounded away, breathing it in before driving back into her. He angled her down slightly and fucked her in a downwards motion, using the new angle to drive even deeper.

Now and then he pulled his cock out completely, giving himself a short break, then plunged back in hard, pushing a pocket of air into her. He fucked that air out with steady strokes until explosive pussy fart's burst with each thrust. Every time he heard it his cock throbbed inside her.

Layla stayed on all fours in quiet ecstasy, taking the deep strokes. It was the first time in a long time she’d been fucked by a real cock, and she was simply enjoying the feeling of being used. Romantic sex was great, but Dom loved nothing more than the raw desire of simply using a girl to get his nut. Layla wanted nothing more than to be a tool used for his pleasure.

He felt a big orgasm brewing. He pulled her as tightly as he could by her hips and fucked her at maximum speed, slamming into her soft ass. When his balls finally started to empty he slowed, feeling the thick cum flow out of him in heavy pulses. His asshole twitched as he kept thrusting through it, shorter and deeper, working every last drop into her.

He stayed buried for a few seconds after the last spurt, then pulled out. A thick rope of cum mixed with her wetness stretched from the head of his cock to her open, messy cunt. One more quiet queef pushed a slow trickle of it down the inside of her thigh and onto the sheets. Dom stood there admiring the mess he’d made of her pussy.

Layla turned over and tugged her pyjama bottoms back up over the mess.

“We need to do that again sometime,” she said.

Dom was already pulling his jeans up and getting dressed, post-nut clarity settling in. He knew this could get complicated fast if her family saw him. He still wanted to do it again, but right now he needed to leave.

He held Layla’s face as she sat on the bed, leaned in and gave her a kiss.

“I’ll message you,” he said.

And before she knew it he was gone.

Her pussy was pulsing in the best way and all she could think about was the next chance they'd get to do it all over again.

On the way home he couldn’t help lifting his hands to his face. smelling the thick scent of her holes still on his fingers. It made him hard all over again.

Dom was twenty four. Cindy was his best friend’s mother in her late fifties, wide pear shaped hips, a soft, heavy ass that had lived in his fantasies for years. They had only meant to hike a short loop through the woods. The weather turned without warning. Rain came down heavily, the temperature dropped hard, and within an hour they were soaked through and shivering. The trail markers disappeared in the murk. By pure luck they found the emergency cabin half hidden among the trees.
Inside it was barely warmer than outside. Their clothes clung to them, Cindy didn’t hesitate.

“We’ve got to get these off or we’ll freeze,” she said, already peeling her wet shirt over her head. “Don’t be shy, Dom. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”
She stripped off completely.
Dom’s eyes went straight to her hips and the thick, pale curves of her ass. He turned away long enough to light the small stove, then stripped as well. He was already half hard. Cindy noticed and said nothing. It had been a long time since she’d seen a cock, especially one this long on a virile young man.
They searched the cabin. There was only one sleeping bag.
“There’s only one bag here” Cindy remarked,
“you take it I’ll sit by the stove” Dom offered. After a back and forth they agree to share it. Cindy climbed in first, quietly beaming with excitement, still shivering. Dom carefully followed, nervously trying not to press his cock against her round ass. She shivered and said
“Huddle up. We need to get warm.”
He did. As their bodies warmed, his cock thickened fully against her. She felt it. Instead of pulling away she shifted, pressing her ass back against him in a slow, deliberate roll. He went rock-hard.
“Oh fuck, I’m sorry.” Dom said embarrassed
“Don’t be. It’s only natural.”
Since Cindy’s divorce she has been touch starved, her primal urges and desires override what is right and wrong.
Silence stretched for a few heartbeats. Then Cindy spoke again, quieter.
“That’s not just the cold, is it?”
“I’ve wanted you for years,” Dom admitted
Cindy’s heart jumped in her chest. She did not hesitate to guide his hand onto the soft curve of her hip, then higher.
She told Dom “Then stop apologising.”
He kissed the side of her neck. She moaned. His hand slid around to her front and found her already soaking. He lined himself up and pushed in slowly, savouring every inch as her tight, wet heat swallowed him. When he was fully seated he stayed still for a moment, forehead pressed between her shoulder blades, before he began to thrust deep, deliberate strokes that made the old bed creak.
They fucked passionately, bodies locked together in the single sleeping bag, both of them knowing how wrong it was and neither of them caring.Cindy’s body twitched as she climaxed, Dom nibbled her ear, kissed down her neck, and eventually himself lost control, pounding harder until he couldn’t hold back any longer and came hard, filling her pussy with his cum. They stayed joined afterward, breathing hard, his arm locked around her soft waist while his seed slowly dripped onto the fabric beneath them.
This was the first time in a long time that Cindy had felt sexy.
The cabin warmed. They drifted into exhausted sleep still tangled together.

Sometime in the middle of the night they woke again. The stove glowed softly. Cindy turned in his arms.
“That was fucking incredible,” she murmured.
Dom’s cock was already hardening against her thigh. They kicked the sleeping bag aside. He kissed his way down her body, breasts, soft belly, and the tops of her thick thighs until he was between her legs, licking her engorged cunt. She quickly achieved her first orgasm, squeezing His head between her thighs. Dom was relentless though, When she was panting still panting and rolling her hips he guided her onto her hands and knees.
Her ass was right in front of him, pale where her swimsuit normally covered, a natural brown hole in the middle. He spread her cheeks. The scent that rose was rich and musky, the honest smell of a woman who hadn’t showered since the day before. Dom buried his face between her cheeks. He licked her pussy from behind while his nose pressed against her puckered hole, breathing her in. Then he moved higher and worked his tongue over her asshole in slow, filthy circles until she was pushing back and moaning for more.
He fucked her like that for a while his tongue alternating between both holes, before rising up, gripping her wide hips, and driving his cock into her cunt from behind. Hard, deep strokes that made her fat ass ripple.
Tonight was the first time in a long time that Cindy felt sexy, appreciated, and desired. her ex husband didn’t appreciate her curves, this made her feel not worthy of male attention. Her sexual prowess and skill set had long been pushed to the side. She wanted to reciprocate what dom has done for her, now was her time to show Dom what she was capable of.
Cindy suddenly pulled off him, turned, and looked up with raw desire.
“I want to milk your cock.”
Dom couldn’t believe his luck, he got on his knees without a word. She moved behind him, spread his cheeks, and licked his hole while her hand stroked his long cock. After a minute she paused.
“We need some lube.”
They searched the room and found a jar of half used coconut oil on the shelf with the cooking supplies. She scooped a thick amount onto her middle finger, smeared it around his rim, and pressed inside. She found his prostate and massaged it while she stroked his throbbing cock. Dom lasted barely a minute. He came in long, seemingly endless ropes across the wooden floor, shaking, while she kept milking him through every pulse until he was empty and twitching.
“Holy fuck,” he gasped when he could speak. “I’ve never cum that hard before.”
They cleaned up as best they could and decided they needed to eat.
They used what supplies they had with them and what they could find in the cabin to make a meal, they ate sitting naked on the floor, kept warm by the wood stove. Afterward Cindy needed the toilet, she put on just enough clothes to cross the short path to the outhouse. Cindy had already decided she was going to let dom fuck her in both holes, she may never get this chance again with someone she shares so much sexual chemistry with.
She relieved herself, washed her ass thoroughly with cold water making sure to clean inside, then returned to the cabin still naked underneath the borrowed jacket.
She stopped in front of him.
“I want you to fuck my asshole.”
Dom’s cock jerked.
“You dirty bitch. I love it.”
They kissed hard, stumbling toward the bed. Cindy climbed on and settled into doggy position, back arched, presenting that heavy ass like she had done it a thousand times. Dom coated his fingers and cock with the coconut oil. He worked two slick fingers into her hole until she was soft and open, then lined up and pushed in carefully, an inch, then out, then deeper. Taking his time the way he would want someone to take theirs with him. When he finally sank all the way in, balls pressed against her soft cheeks, she moaned long and low.
He fucked her slow at first, then harder. Every few strokes he pulled completely free just to watch her hole gape and twitch before driving back in. Sometimes he stayed out long enough for her to push out a soft, wet fart around the emptiness. The filthy sound only made him harder. He used her thoroughly until he couldn’t last any longer. He buried himself inside and came deep in her ass, pulse after thick pulse.
When he pulled out she stayed exactly where she was head down, ass up and pushed. Doms cum oozed as she farted it out, in a messy white trickle that ran down over her pussy and onto the sheets. She did it again, deliberately, while Dom watched, aroused but depleted
They collapsed together on the ruined bed and slept.
The morning light eventually filtered through the single window. The storm had broke and the night was over…