All Chapters of Voluptuous Fetish: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I didn't let her pass, and slowly raised my hands to Dennis' chest. His heart was racing, but his skin was very hot when I was able to take off his shirt. He didn't have so many muscles, but he was a big man with natural strength. I always liked to feel his skin against mine. That stiffness of the muscles obtained with some gym workouts and good genetics.Contemplating that body without any clothing was enough to shake any neuron. There was nothing out of place. Not even an excess weight. His whole body had looked drawn by angels, carved into an indestructible rock. His belly was not totally flat, but it did not display doubles like some of the men in our work environment. Dennis was the judge who would melt the panties of any jury.Dennis removed my shirt, pulling it over my head. My hair shook when he did the same with my bra without much softness. He bent down and pushed my pants to the floor, momentarily kneeling before me to remove my shoes. I almost lost my balance, but he kept

Gradually, my moans became forced, because I didn't want Dennis to feel like a failure for that last time. I knew he was trying very hard. We both were, considering the sweat that flowed from our bodies and united between our skins. The muscles of my legs began to hurt when he lifted my leg to his shoulder, wanting to have more access to the bottom of my belly.I closed my eyes when I felt a slight twing of pain, that position ended me, especially when I was with well-endowed men. And it wasn't an end in the legal sense of the thing... It was painful and my horniness ended by magic. In fact, that's what happened. From one moment to the next, I couldn't fake the moans anymore, and I started panting for the pain. Dennis also noticed. And if he were the man I imagined when I closed my eyes, if he was taking me in the raw sense of the word, I would have continued and made my horniness return.But since he was Dennis, always so good at everything and who hardly changed his mind in the midd

In a second, Maria's dark hair became Joana's golden hair. That slender and shapely body has become small and bulky. I've never seen my lawyer naked, but if she was as I imagined at that moment, it was explained my reason for falling in love so quickly. I held Maria's face between my hands, noticing how they fit perfectly, and she kept smiling." Make love to me," she asked in a low tone.So I did it.First, I took a good time to kiss her. Her words had not even finished sounding, and I was already leaning towards her, capturing her mouth in mine. Her lips were soft, full and with a taste of candy. I had the feeling of having my mouth leaning against the most tender velvet in the world. She hesitated a little, feeling the kindness, the care, but moaned softly against my lips as she opened her mouth.Our lips began to move over each other, pulling and releasing slightly. My tongue slid into hers, in a smooth, reconnaissance movement. Maria opened her mouth a little more, letting her ow

Maria had a debauched laugh, but she didn't contradict me. All right, I could be deluding myself. Prostitutes were good. But at least I should have been a little better than Ramirez, if she had a lost smile on her face and her body completely inert next to me. I thought I had the property to brag about a little. Especially after so long without even seeing a naked woman."If it's any consolation," she said, moving against the thin mattress of my bed. "I have also never taken a man to the maximum limit, even though I was such an experienced prostitute.”"I doubt it."It's serious.”"I keep doubting," I said again, having a low laugh. Maria shrugged, then looked up at the bunk bed ceiling. She frowned slightly. "What is it? Didn't you like my humble residence?”"It looks like mine," she said, and I arched an eyebrow. Noticing my silence, Maria decided to explain it better. "My pimp won't let us go away for a long time. So I'm kind of forced to live under his roof, or what he thinks is a

Before I could answer, I noticed an unusual sound outside the room. It was a bang. But my shock went unnoticed, because neither Pablo nor the guards at the door made any gesture that something very serious was happening. Apparently, mysterious and loud sounds were common in prison."You must," I replied in a low tone, crossing my arms on the table. "I am one of the most responsible sisters among four others. I acquired a lot of qualification in the art of pulling other people's ears. And, considering the failure of the night before, you deserve to have your ear pulled.”"So, you can start," he said, smiling arrogantly.Despite the natural beauty and the muscles I knew existed in that big body, Pablo didn't fool me. He was broken. The night before, I had made that very clear. His own brother no longer recognized him; even though he said that Pablo was never an easy young man to deal with. However, he had been in prison with despicable men for two years. And he was innocent. I knew that