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June 8, The Bad Texter , for lack of a better word, is fat. He arrived a few minutes late carrying a nearly empty box of Bud Light and his cap on backwards.

We hugged awkwardly in the entryway and I invited him into the kitchen where I was prepping our lunch. We made small talk for a minute before he came around behind me and began to touch me.

His big belly pressed into my back as I leaned into him. I nodded and turned around to face him just as he bent to capture my mouth. His soft lips plied mine apart and his beard tickled. He massaged my breasts and moaned and I put my arms around his expansive waist and pulled his softness into me. I held his face in my hands and wondered at the padding that was present even on his neck.

He deftly untied my bikini top and pushed my dress and bottoms to the floor and set me back gently on the bed. I spread my knees and he knelt between them and his ginger head dipped below my line of sight. His mouth, hot, wet, and soft licked me and played a sweet tune. The Neighbor actively avoided it — it intimidated him — and my other more recent lovers have been much too busy throwing me around the room and fucking me senseless. I laid there and thought about it, thought about how different this man has been for me already and I pressed my thighs against his face in pleasure and felt him groan against me.

He stood up and made a move to stick his uncut cock in me. He shook his head. I might have some. The last I knew The Neighbor had left a bunch of Magnums behind two years ago.

He chuckled, I groaned and shuffled giant dildos, butt plugs, lube, and silk ties around until I found a regular condom. I could see his erection flagging under the condom application.

There was no way he was sticking it in me without protection. As he worked it on I took a closer look at his hulk, his ginger-colored body hair masked a vast network of freckles, his thighs were thick trunks of bone and muscle, and his belly creased over in a soft, swell of white skin. I liked how he stood tall in the daylight and blocked out the sun.

He dove back down between my thighs and worked his cock with his free hand for a few seconds before standing up and climbing on top of me. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me intently. Our gazes locked and he pulled out and flipped me around. I backed up to the edge of the bed and he thrust back inside. His big hands were gentle on my hips; he whispered how good my fucking pussy felt.

I moaned about his fucking cock and relished the feel of the slide and my pulse quickened when he told me he was about to cum. He came in rolling waves and I felt him quiver and tremble behind me. I rolled to my back and he stood towering above me breathing heavily. When he returned I patted the empty space next to me and turned on my Hitachi.

He squeezed them in great handfuls and pinched the dark pink nipples hard enough I could feel it. I quickly roared up to an orgasm and fell limp in his arms. We got up, got dressed, and continued working on lunch prep. Down at the pool we chatted easily then slipped into the water.

I hovered over him on the steps and we kissed a little. That much I know is certain. I feel compelled to kick the door open for him in some way. Maybe next time I can make it clear that he may do nearly whatever he likes to me. I thought for sure cumming on my face at the end of our last date would have been a dead give away as to my disposition.

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June 8, The Bad Texter , for lack of a better word, is fat. He arrived a few minutes late carrying a nearly empty box of Bud Light and his cap on backwards. We hugged awkwardly in the entryway and I invited him into the kitchen where I was prepping our lunch. We made small talk for a minute before he came around behind me and began to touch me. His big belly pressed into my back as I leaned into him. I nodded and turned around to face him just as he bent to capture my mouth.

His soft lips plied mine apart and his beard tickled. He massaged my breasts and moaned and I put my arms around his expansive waist and pulled his softness into me. I held his face in my hands and wondered at the padding that was present even on his neck.

He deftly untied my bikini top and pushed my dress and bottoms to the floor and set me back gently on the bed. I spread my knees and he knelt between them and his ginger head dipped below my line of sight. His mouth, hot, wet, and soft licked me and played a sweet tune. The Neighbor actively avoided it — it intimidated him — and my other more recent lovers have been much too busy throwing me around the room and fucking me senseless.

I laid there and thought about it, thought about how different this man has been for me already and I pressed my thighs against his face in pleasure and felt him groan against me.

He stood up and made a move to stick his uncut cock in me. He shook his head. I might have some. The last I knew The Neighbor had left a bunch of Magnums behind two years ago.

He chuckled, I groaned and shuffled giant dildos, butt plugs, lube, and silk ties around until I found a regular condom. I could see his erection flagging under the condom application.

There was no way he was sticking it in me without protection. As he worked it on I took a closer look at his hulk, his ginger-colored body hair masked a vast network of freckles, his thighs were thick trunks of bone and muscle, and his belly creased over in a soft, swell of white skin. I liked how he stood tall in the daylight and blocked out the sun. He dove back down between my thighs and worked his cock with his free hand for a few seconds before standing up and climbing on top of me.

I opened my eyes to see him staring at me intently. Our gazes locked and he pulled out and flipped me around. I backed up to the edge of the bed and he thrust back inside.

His big hands were gentle on my hips; he whispered how good my fucking pussy felt. I moaned about his fucking cock and relished the feel of the slide and my pulse quickened when he told me he was about to cum.

He came in rolling waves and I felt him quiver and tremble behind me. I rolled to my back and he stood towering above me breathing heavily.

When he returned I patted the empty space next to me and turned on my Hitachi. He squeezed them in great handfuls and pinched the dark pink nipples hard enough I could feel it. I quickly roared up to an orgasm and fell limp in his arms. We got up, got dressed, and continued working on lunch prep. Down at the pool we chatted easily then slipped into the water. I hovered over him on the steps and we kissed a little.

That much I know is certain. I feel compelled to kick the door open for him in some way. Maybe next time I can make it clear that he may do nearly whatever he likes to me. I thought for sure cumming on my face at the end of our last date would have been a dead give away as to my disposition.

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  1. I laid there and thought about it, thought about how different this man has been for me already and I pressed my thighs against his face in pleasure and felt him groan against me. I could see his erection flagging under the condom application.

  2. He squeezed them in great handfuls and pinched the dark pink nipples hard enough I could feel it. I quickly roared up to an orgasm and fell limp in his arms. I held his face in my hands and wondered at the padding that was present even on his neck.

  3. When he returned I patted the empty space next to me and turned on my Hitachi. He squeezed them in great handfuls and pinched the dark pink nipples hard enough I could feel it. We made small talk for a minute before he came around behind me and began to touch me.

  4. Maybe next time I can make it clear that he may do nearly whatever he likes to me. He squeezed them in great handfuls and pinched the dark pink nipples hard enough I could feel it. His soft lips plied mine apart and his beard tickled.

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