The Billionaire's High-rise: A BBW Erotica (2 page)

Jack took her hand and led her into the
apartment. They both set down their empty glasses of bourbon on the counter as
they passed by. His bedroom was as enormous and grand as she thought it would
be. Beautiful artifacts lined the walls, alongside priceless paintings. She
wasn’t really focused on the décor, however. Jack took of his jacket and threw
it on a chair. His bow-tie had already been undone, so he ripped it off and
tossed it on his jacket. Lucy looked up and down his body. It was... the very
embodiment of gorgeous. “Will you stay here with me tonight Lucy?” She looked
into his eyes. “Yes, I will Jack.”

Jack walked over to Lucy and ran his hands up
and down her curvy body. He leaned in and kissed her lips. They kissed
passionately as Jack’s hands began to unbutton his shirt. Lucy stopped him
mid-way and finished the remaining buttons. Her hands reached towards his chest
and touched his abs. They were rock hard. He must have worked hard for those
abs, she thought to herself. She ran her hands up his slightly hairy chest and
wrapped her arms around his neck as they continued to kiss. His hands found the
zipper on the back of her dress and pulled it down. It slipped down around her,
and his hands held her hips for a moment. He did not pull back in disgust at
her body. He did not even blink as he stared into her eyes. He took off his
shirt and kicked off his shoes. He kissed her neck as his hands wrapped around
her and unhooked her bra. His fingertips led the straps down around her
shoulders, and she tossed her bra on his jacket. Her large breasts met the air
of the room, and Jack pressed himself against her. She could feel the bulge in
his pants as he did, and Lucy pushed him away slightly, reaching her hands
around the buckle of his belt. After a little fidgeting, his pants slid down
around his ankles, and he stepped out of them. They kissed a few more times,
and the tips of their tongues touched for brief moments.

“You are beautiful Lucy. I have never seen such
a beautiful woman in my entire life.” Lucy blushed a little as she pulled
Jack’s boxer shorts down. “There’s no need to flatter me now you know.” When
she pulled down his underwear, she got on her knees. His hard cock rested in
front of her. She gripped it gingerly with her hand, and pushed it upwards. She
looked up and he looked down as she ran her tongue from the base to the tip. He
shuddered in delight and Lucy smiled with satisfaction. She teased his cock for
a little longer. She kissed it with her big lips, and Jack ran his fingers
through her hair.

She put his member in her mouth, and slowly
began to work her way up and down its shaft. Jack moaned a little. Her tongue
would coil its way around his head, licking every ridge and bump as she played
with the cock in her mouth. It was clearly having a strong effect on Jack. Her
left hand was gently playing with his balls as she continued to suck and play
with his hard member. After a few minutes, Jack took her hand and led her to
the bed.

Lucy’s auburn hair splayed about on the satin
sheets of Jack’s bed. He climbed up with her, and while she was on her back,
ran his fingertips over her neck and chest. She smiled at him and he smile
backed, as he began to kiss her breasts. He worked his tongue around her right
nipple as his hand slowly descended from her stomach, to her warm crotch. She
was thoroughly wet, and Jack teased her clit with his index finger, touching
her ever so gently. It tickled a little, and she let out a small giggle. He
worked his way over to her left breast, softly kissing her large bust. She ran
her hand throw his slicked back hair, and gave out a small moan. “Oh Jack,
you’re quite attentive.” Jack looked up and smiled. “The best things in life
should be taken slowly.” She smiled back. “Don’t take too long. I might get
bored.” Jack’s hand lifted from her warm slit, and he started kissing up her
neck, and planted several passionate kisses on her lips. His hands moved down
and spread her thighs, revealing herself to his hard cock. Still kissing her,
he took his member in his hand and rubbed the tip carefully over her clitoris.
It drove Lucy mad with passion. He lifted his head and grabbed her ankles,
carefully angling himself inside of her as he lifted up her legs. At first he
put himself inside of her only slightly, teasing her. She wrapped her legs
around his lower back as he put his hands on her hips, and shoved him deeper
inside of her. She couldn’t wait any longer.

Jack started gently, slowly moving himself in
and out. After a few moments however, he could no longer resist the temptation
of her warm entrance. He began to quickly push himself inside of her with
increasing force. Lucy moaned louder and louder, and she could feel Jack’s grip
tighten along her curvy hips. “Oh Lucy, you’re beautiful. This feels amazing.”
Lucy did not respond. The feeling of his cock inside of her had sent her to
another world, another place, filled with pleasure and desire.

Their bodies moved in unison, in perfect
harmony. Sometimes, the first time you make love with someone, it is awkward.
The movements have not quite synced up, the right spots are just barely missed.
Not with Jack. It was like his member was meant for her slit, and her slit was
meant for his member. They both seemed to lose their minds in cascading waves
of pleasure and excitement. They both moaned and let out quick breaths, but
neither could hear the other make such noises. Jack reach up from her hips and
tugged on her nipples playfully. It wasn’t a hard pinch, but it was just enough
to send Lucy descending further into her own world. The back of her head was
pressed hard into the pillow as Jack continued to pound himself inside of her.
This was ecstasy, she thought to herself in a brief moment of clarity.

Jack leaned in close to her neck, and kissed the
spot under her ear. He reached up the slightest amount and gently bit her earlobe.
He whispered, “Oh Lucy, I’m going to cum. Can I cum inside of you?” Lucy
whispered back, “Please, please cum inside of me Jack.” His rhythm began to
change, to shift as he came closer and closer to climax. His cock was getting
harder. The sensation made Lucy realize that she too was on the verge of
climaxing, and she pushed Jack’s hips deep inside of her as her face became red
and her back arched uncontrollably. A few seconds later, Lucy’s body still
convulsing from her orgasm, she could feel Jack’s hand clench tight on her
waist. She pushed him hard inside of her again, and he began to empty himself
inside of her. He moaned loudly as she felt him twitch and spasm. It felt
incredible.

Jack collapsed to her side, his breath labored.
His hand rested gently across Lucy’s breasts as she too began catch her breath.
She looked up at the stark white ceiling and sighed. “So this is it, huh? Now
you’ll probably kick me out of here and never see me again, now that you’ve gotten
what you wanted.” Lucy swore to herself. How could she be so naive? All he
wanted was sex. All men ever want is sex, and then they toss you aside. Jack
turned on his side and turned her face towards his. His eyes seemed to dive
into the depths of her. “Never say that ever again.” He was dead serious. “I’m
not tossing you out of my life. You’re the first person that I’ve ever met that
made me feel human. That made me feel like something more than the things that
I own.” Jack collapsed on the pillow next to her, and wrapped his fingers
around hers. “I hope you’re not busy this weekend. I was thinking we should
take a trip to my home in Paris.” Lucy blinked a few times as her situation
began to set in. Could this man really be serious? Could she really mean that
much to him? She turned her head to his and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “My
schedule is all free this weekend.” He turned his head and smiled. “Good. I
wouldn’t want to go there without you.” They kissed again, and their eyes
remained locked. I could get used to this, Lucy thought to herself.

That is the story of how Jack Sorenson met his
wife, Lucy. A series of coincidences, a touch of bravery, and a little luck,
and Jack finally found the woman that could complete him, that could make him
feel wanted and desired. Not his things, but him. For Lucy’s part, she finally
met someone who loved her for all that she was. He loved her curvy things, her
big hips – all of the things that made her cringe when she spotted them in the
mirror after a shower. He loved every bit of her, and she never let go of him.
They never let go of each other.