Kitchen Table

She stood relaxed and easy with her hip bone casually nudging the rounded edge of the kitchen table. Her phone was held against her ear, aimlessly chatting away to her friend. Observing from the kitchen, my eyes follow the contours of her calves and thighs. The thin black lycra of her yoga pants defines her shapely feminine figure. A loose, baggy grey t-shirt obscures my view of her curving, round, plumping bottom, though its ample size and density pulls the t shirt tightly enough to materialize two large shapely cheeks perfectly spilt up the middle.

I walk towards the table and stand closely behind her. She looks over her shoulder towards me with a suspicious and knowing, nervous smile. Brushing her hair away from her shoulder, I expose her neckline. She pulls away from me and looks up to me playfully, smiling nervously again. Her gossip continues down the phone line. My right arm wraps around her stomach and I pull her in towards me. I kiss her neck softly. Again, she pulls away, trying desperately to focus on the outrageous stories her friend is telling on the other end of the line. My penis begins to firm underneath my pants and as I push myself in behind her, I can feel the soft delicate supple flesh of her cheeks surround my growing penis. Her left arm is raised and her hand lands on my chest with the purpose of pushing me away. The playful smile on her face and the arousing tone in her voice brings my hand to her waist. I push my penis against her again. This time I feel her push back. Her bottom compresses against my thighs, searching for my erecting penis.

I begin slowly grinding my-self against her bottom, wrapped perfectly in the lycra yoga pants. The pleated section along her lower back sucks the material up the crack and my penis find’s it way in between, nestling in and presenting itself firmly. She pushes back against me for a third time, again looking over her shoulder with a mischievous seductive smile. ‘I’ll have to call you back babe, yeah chat later, love you’. She puts the phone down and begins to turn around to face me. I hold her left shoulder and insist on her remaining where she stands. I ask her to place both her hands on the table which moves her body into a slightly bent forward position. I cast my eye over her perfectly designed bottom and palm my left hand over her left cheek before subtly crossing over the crack towards her right cheek. The sheers size of her backside astounds me. I grab a fistful of her left cheek and then give it a little tap. It jiggles slightly and I feel my stomach engulfed with butterflies and anticipation. I kneel and take a closer inspection holding both cheeks in each hand, gripping the large chunks of flesh and jiggling the curves up and down and from side to side. I kiss her right cheek and place my index finger gently in the crack between her cheeks. I run my finger along the pleated section, over her ass hole and over her labia.

Instructing her to bend over the table, I watch eagerly as the yoga pants stretch across her wide, ample bottom. The outline of her camel toe is visible. I pull her feet in close to each other, pressing her thighs together and forcing the lips to engorge. I run my finger over the camel and pinch the lips gently together, pulling them outwards. My instruction is for her to stand still before I walk off to the bedroom, returning promptly with a leather belt in my hand. I hover the black leather strap over her protruding backside and glide it softly over the pleats of her leggings. I look upon her face to see her eyes closed and her tongue rolling over her upper lip. Her mouth widens and her breath escapes her body rapidly. Her breathing has increased. Her eyes open looking up at me with desperation and aching desire. The belt comes down firmly and I watch her flinch and arch her neck as a faint squeal echoes through the kitchen. I raise my arm again and bring the belt down with the same intensity. The slapping sound cracks across her pleated cheeks. I rub the palm of my hand across her vulnerability, choosing my next place to land a blow. Her hands grip either side of the table now and I kick her feet outwards, pushing her bottom higher into the air and further out towards me. I run my finger up in between her thighs and palm her vulva cupping the lips and massaging the crevices in between her thighs. I begin to peel the yoga pants downwards from her waist’ over her hip bones and down her thighs. I notice red marks across her cheeks where the belt has impacted her. Discarding the yoga pants to the side, I begin exploring her exposed bottom with my left hand and run the belt across her bare skin. I watch her sucking in thin grabs of oxygen in between clenched teeth and biting her lip in anticipation. Her desperation and agony fill me with excitement. The belt comes down again and the cracking sound across her skin peaks my lustful desire. Her body jolts forward heavily with the impact. Her cheeks wobble then clench in acceptance of her pain and pleasure. I run my finger down her ass hole, rimming it briefly before kneeling. I begin gently kissing her lips and running my tongue along their contours. Leaning forward, my tongue delves deeply inside her and my nose buries itself into her ass hole. Holding both of her large cheeks around either side of my face, I lean in heavily, licking and sucking and eating everything I can.

I stand and intently pull both of her wrists behind her back, gripping them with one hand as I wrap the belt around her wrists with the other. I work fast. My excitement overwhelms me. I loop the buckle and clasp it tight, locking her hands behind her back. I slap her bottom firmly before unzipping my pants and dropping them on the floor. With my penis in my right hand, I give it two or three quick pumps. It’s completely hard and pre cum is oozing from the head. I rip my shirt off and hold the tip of my penis over her entrance, rubbing her lips with the tip of my pounding, pulsating thumping cock. I insert myself. I hear her gasp and I feel her vagina open before clenching and tightening around my penis. I can feel myself filling and stretching her fully and I begin slow gentle thrusts. I pin her hands down above her lower back and watch her face before unleashing all my power strength and foreboding upon her helpless, defenseless position. Her bottom compresses as my thighs slap back and forth against her. The jiggle and wobble of her fat fleshy ass increases my excitement beyond comprehension. My right-hand lands across her shoulder bringing her in close to me and allowing me to double down harder with deep, hard penetrating force. Her moans ring out loudly as I feel her orgasm build inside her. I feel her lock around my penis, gripping my shaft. I explode inside her, filling her with warm, sticky cum. I pull her hair back tightly causing her neck to arch as I empty loads and loads of cum inside her.

Her limp body flattens gently against the table. I untie her wrists and lift her up, holding her and hugging her and kissing her. I tell her how beautiful she is. Then I whisper to her, ‘you can call your friend back now’.