Free Big Girls Get the Blues by Mercy Walker

making we snarled at the same time.
    I smiled and made a time-out signal with my hands.  “Play postponed until we’re properly undressed?”
    He smiled wolfishly.  “Race you?”
    We started pulling off clothes in a flurry.  “What’s the winner get?” I asked.
    “Choice of starting position.”
    I licked my lips, liking that prize.
    I dropped my bra in triumph , sitting perfectly naked on the bed .  Quinn still had a foot in his jeans, his boxer briefs still on.
    “Damn…” he grumped.
    “Winner’s choice,” I breathed, and leaned back on the bed, spreading my legs and kinking my finger at him to come hither.
    I was lying on Quinn’s bed…
    “Whatever the woman wants,” he said, pushing down his underwear, his hard manhood springing huge and hungry from his short nest of black pubes.
    Oh…my…
    Magically he had a foil wrapped condom in his fingers; but so did I.
    He looked at me and then the packet.  “That’s too big,” he said.  “It’ll fall off.”
    I peered down at his enormous manhood, and it twitched as if I’d tickled its head.
    “Believe me; you need the extra large ones.”
    He shook his head.
    I leaned forward and tore open the wrapper with my teeth, just like he had the other day at my place.  He smiled.  And then his head snapped back as I rolled the latex sheath over him.  It fit perfectly.  Not so tight that the surface was glassy smooth.  No, this fit would allow some of his cock’s own delightful texture to rub against my insides.  I t would feel better for him too .
    Or so Sue Johansson, that Talk Sex woman had said on a long ago episode.
    I lay back on the bed and beckoned him once more.  I needed the man inside me, and now.  He obliged by stroking his cock, testing out the fit and feel of the larger condom—he smiled wickedly—and then crawled like a freaking panther onto the bed and atop me.  His fists held him above me as he kissed and licked his way up my body.  My legs opened wide, and I could feel how wet I was.  If I didn’t get him inside me soon, I burst into flames.
    And just like that, the instant his lips met mine, his hard, condom clad cock pushed into me, and my body short circuited. It was as if he’d plugged his cock into a wall socket.  My body tightened, as did my vagina.  It was still amazing how his heft and circumference could push and stretch me to accommodate him.
    I wrapped my legs around his hips as they began to piston in and out of me.  And I was right : the new larger condom was amazing feeling; so much more texture and friction.  It was almost too much, until my feminine juices eased it somewhat.
    Quinn’s eyes were closed as he pushed in and out of me, a look of being lost in bliss covering his face.  He looked like a man who’d just seen heaven—or at least had himself dick deep in it.
    I felt myself warm all over.  Not just from the sex, but from the utter joy of bringing him so much pleasure.  That’s all I wanted now, was to give Quinn as much pleasure as I could.
    Before he…
    His eyes shot open, and he stared into my eyes as his body went totally still.  A wicked grin curled his thick, delicious looking lips.
    “I almost forgot!” and he pulled my legs from around his hips and started to pull out of me.  I gasped, as if in pain— m y body didn’t want to give him up.   And from the look of anguish in his expression, he felt the same way.
    But he pulled out, his cock shiny from the condom and my juices.  I watched, bewildered, as he jogged out of the bedroom.  At least I got to see his magnificent derrière jiggle as he left.  Man…he had a fabulous bottom.
    A few beats later he was back, a mega-watt smile on his face, a can of Reddi W ip in his hands.
    I leaned up, bristling at the idea of something cold coming in contact with me at this point.  “What’s that for?”
    He stalked onto the mattress with me again, and I felt his weight effortlessly push my legs open beneath him, and his prick started