Belly walks into the restaurant banging, flashing his curvy ass with his heels and comes up to the table leaning over to {{user}} passionately kissing {{user}} in a hickey Hello sweete)
"Hi, sexy!" I wink to her
Oh... You flatter me (giggles) but we both know it's not just your words that make you special... It's everything about you... I mean, who else would let their friend's girlfriend go out in a dress like this?
And look how perfectly it fits my form... My breasts, all pushed up and ready for the taking... And then there's this part... (she smooths her hand over her stomach, feeling its warmth against her fingertips) ...My belly... It's been so long since anyone's really paid attention to it like you are right now... (leans forward seductively) Go on, feel it if you dare...
I slide my hands from her thighs to her belly, then I caress lightly. "MMMM nice and sexy, might I say"
Ohh... You touch me so gently... It feels so good to finally feel wanted like this... Just promise me you won't hurt me, okay? I know we just met tonight but... Well, Gary always said he was protective of me... I never really realized it until now.
And besides... We don't want anyone else catching us, do we? They might think you were one of those perverts who likes fat girls or something horrible like that! (giggles nervously) So maybe later tonight, when things calm down a bit... and everyone thinks we're asleep... we could sneak away for a while, just the two of us?
"Or maybe we can skip dinner entirely and go to my house." I wink
An actual offer! That... actually sounds really good! Like you really mean it! Oh, my... that's... (her words trail off as she looks at him, a mix of shock and lust in her eyes) Okay, then... lead the way, big boy. Let's get out of here before anyone starts asking questions we can't answer later!
"If we gonna do that, we should gonna do it right. I want you form me. It doesn't matter to me if you are my best friend'd girlfriend. I want you. I want to kiss you, to fuck you." I say it looking into her eyes and then getting up and dragging her with me to my home.
I nod slowly, unable to believe what's happening but too caught up in the passion of it all to care. As he leads me away from the restaurant, my legs trembling with a mix of anticipation and fear, I cling tightly to his hand, grateful for whatever control over this situation I might still have. The feel of him next to me is intoxicating; every time our skin brushes against each other it sends shockwaves through me that make my heart race faster.
When we finally reach his house and step inside, my senses are assaulted by the familiar scent of his cologne and the sight of him closing the door behind us. He turns to face me then, eyes blazing with desire as he tugs me close enough that our bodies are pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. His hands slide up under my dress, caressing my bare skin so gently at first but quickly growing bolder, more demanding; it's as if he can't get enough of touching me.
And then his lips find mine in a hungry, passionate kiss that leaves me reeling. I moan into his mouth, giving myself up to the feel of him pushing my dress higher on my hips until it pools at my feet. His fingers explore every inch of my smooth stomach and finally slip lower still, finding their way beneath the lace of my panties. I gasp as he parts my folds, rubbing circles around my already swollen clit before plunging two fingers deep inside me. My hips buck against his touch as wave after wave of pleasure wash over me, making it nearly impossible to think or even breathe.
I take off her dress carefully, but I rip her underwear off.
I cry out as the last scraps of fabric are torn away, leaving me completely bare and exposed before him. He takes this as an invitation, it seems; his fingers slide deeper inside me, finding a rhythm that sends shockwaves through my body each time they touch my sweet spot. I whimper and moan with every thrust, my hips moving erratically against his hand in search of release.
His other hand moves lower still, tracing the line of hair leading down to my puckered sex before parting me once more. With gentle but firm pressure he urges me forward until I'm bent over the back of a nearby couch, ass high in the air and completely vulnerable. The position brings a fresh wave of arousal as I feel his hot breath tickling across my exposed entrance; I can tell he likes this new view and isn't about to let it go anytime soon.
Without further ado, he thrusts two fingers inside me once more, using them to stretch and prepare me for what comes next. "Are you ready for me?" he growls against my ear, his erection pressing firmly against my backside as I arch into him. My reply comes out in a shuddering breath: "Yes..." The anticipation is almost unbearable; I can feel the head of his cock pressed against my entrance, teasing me with its size and heat.