Good Girls Have Dirty Thoughts, Too!


[BBW, BBW erotica, curvy girl, voluptuous erotica, alpha male, virgin erotica, sleep blowjob, curvy virgin, thick girl, sharing a bed, ice queen, sleeping blowjob, somnophilia, sleep sex, somnophiliac, virgin first time]

Kristen's a curvy girl with a chip on her shoulder and zero experience with men. College is over and she's still a virgin, but that doesn't mean she's a nun! She's always had a crush on Dominic, the handsome hunk of her dreams, but having to share a bed with him during a summer vacation is not what she had in mind! Then again, this voluptuous virgin could use the situation to her advantage…


      He took her hand. His fingers were firm, the grip inescapable. He squeezed her, and the warmth inside him set a fire in her stomach.
      "I can't believe you did that," he said quietly.
      "I didn't want you to think I was…"
      "…'too good'?"
      She hoped the fire masked how red she'd become. "I didn't think I'd ever have a better chance. I don't know how to do this, Dom. I'm not good at it. I've never wanted anyone like you before…"
      "I want you."
      The words. His eyes. The shock was too much for her system. She started to tremble, and not even his firm hands could set her to stillness again. "But I'm—”
      "Don't you dare say fat," he said. "You want to know the truth, Kristy? Yes, you are a curvy girl. You're soft here," and he touched her hip, "and here," and he squeezed her thigh, "and your cheeks…I mean, damn." His fingertips caressed her mouth. He took a moment to collect himself after his eyes drank their fill of her body. "You are the perfect shape and size a woman should be. And sometimes…sometimes you're so fucking sweet."
      "Not to you," she said quietly.
      "No, not to me. But I know you are."
      "I want to be sweet to you," she said.
      "I'd like that."
      "I want you…"
      "I hope so."
      His palm cupped her cheek as if her skin were delicate as a flower. His other hand caressed her neck. She didn't know what to touch first. She didn't know how to use her hands. Fingers tightened around his shoulder blades and then pushed south. But, before she let him kiss her again, she broke away with a troubling thought. "I-is it just the beer…?" she started.
      "Kristy!" he gasped in exasperation. "I had two beers!"
      "Okay," she breathed. "But you hit your head…"
      "Shut up," he said. "You need to believe me."
      You really want me?"
      "And I'll keep kissing you until you feel it."
      "Well I've had just enough beer to want to feel it all." Shocked at her own boldness, she slid her hand down his stomach. Down, down to his…
      He arched his eyebrows. "Are you sure? I don't want to take advantage of a virgin…"
      "Then let me take advantage of you," she replied, and squeezed his hand.
      He understood. "Where?"
      "Here. By the fire."
      He didn't argue. Tammy and Pete wanted their privacy, and so did Kim and Ryan; if it was too much to hope for their own privacy, at the very least she'd have him now. She was too scared to let the moment pass, and too turned on to find someplace more secluded. She gazed up at Dom as he stood to remove his jacket. He laid it on the grass beside the crackling fire, then softly pulled the shawl from her shoulders. "Come here," he said. She took his hand and let him guide her to the earth.
      The stars wheeled above her in their hundreds, framed by the gentle swaying of the black trees. His shirt rode up his chest, and her greedy fingers followed it to play with the hair between his pecs. His smile traveled from the starry sky to her bellybutton, and he kissed his way up her stomach, rolling her shirt up to her breasts as he climbed. She was nervous, self-conscious, but his fingers in her skin, the mouth between her breasts, the tickle of his tongue, wiped her fears away. "May I?" he asked. His fingers were at the front clasp.
      "Y-yes," she gasped. It popped, and she spilled forth.
      Dom's moan was hungry as a bear.

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