The Big Girl Ch. 05

"FFFFUUUUCCCKKKKK!!" She screamed, her legs shaking as she ground my face roughly between her legs.

I sucked at the stiff little nubbin, nibbling on it with my lips, nipping it with my teeth as my tongue swept over, around, and under it. I lavished every bit of energy I had on that sensitive button of flesh, the center of her pleasure, and was richly rewarded for my efforts.

She grunted, then stiffened, holding me tightly to her as a spurt of hot, sticky liquid spewed from her pussy, filling my mouth and covering my face. I choked on the sudden mouthful, but managed to swallow most of it, and a moment later, another spurt erupted from her, filling my mouth again.

Sarah had risen up on her toes, her legs now fully extended, and I had to raise up to keep my mouth on her. I held her tightly, my fingers digging into her asscheeks as she shivered in front of me. Finally, she pushed my head away, her hand reaching for the countertop, then following with her body. She leaned back against the edge of the counter, holding on with both hands as she spasmed and shook in front of me.

"No..." She said, putting her hand on my head as I moved over in front of her. "I can't take anymore...god, what you were doing to me! I didn't think I'd ever stop cumming!"

"It was my pleasure." I laughed, sitting back on my heels. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, but I loved it. Fuck! You taste so good! And when you squirted..."

"When I what? "She asked, staring down at me, her eyes wide.

"You squirted." I laughed, tilting my head back so she could see my face. "It was like you were pissing pussy juice in my mouth, and all over my face. You did it a couple of times."

"Oh my god, I am so sorry!" She said, blushing furiously.

"Sorry? I thought it was incredible! " I said, getting to my feet. "I knew what was happening, I just never had a girl do it before. Wow, I made a girl cum so hard she squirted on me, fuckin' A!"

"Proud of yourself, huh?" She laughed, reaching down and putting her hands on my hips, drawing me closer. She spun us around so I was leaning against the counter, then dropped to her knees in front of me.

"Let's see if I can return the favor." She laughed as she wrapped her hand around my cock. "Watch me in the mirror like I watched you. It's really kewl..."

I watched in the mirror as her tongue darted out, lapping up a drop of pre-cum, then swirling all over the head of my cock. She drooled all over it, getting it wet, then plunged it into her mouth and started sucking hungrily, and I knew she didn't care how long I lasted, she just wanted to make me cum.

I groaned as her mouth moved up and down over me, then again as her hands came up, one wrapping itself around my cockshaft, the other cupping my balls. Her fingers closed in a loose ring at the top of my nut sac, and she tugged on it gently, rolling my balls around between her fingers and palm.

"Cum." She panted, pulling her mouth off of me for a second, looking up at me with lust glazed eyes. "Fuck my mouth. Use my mouth like a cunt and shoot all your hot cum down my throat, and all over my face. I did it to you..."

"Does my goddess command it?" I grunted, pulling her head back toward my cock.

"Yeah, whatever." She grinned as she plunged my cock back into her mouth and started pumping it up and down, taking half my cock into her mouth, then pulling and working over the head with her tongue.

"Oh fuck, that is so good." I moaned, looking down at her. My hands moved onto her head, and I wrapped my fingers in her hair as I started pumping her up and down, showing her the movement I wanted.

She followed my lead, moving her mouth over my cock, moaning as I started arching my hips up at her face as I pulled her head down onto my cock. She gagged as the head of my cock plunged into her throat, but jerked on my balls, looking up at me as I started to pull back.

I got the message. I started fucking her face, plowing my cock into her mouth, varying the depth of the strokes, but making her take it deep with ever increasing frequency. I felt her hand move on my cockshaft, moving up a bit higher, then grasping it tightly, forming a stop gap to keep me from going too deep.

Her head was moving steadily and rapidly, and I could feel my balls quivering and contracting as she squeezed them rhythmically with her fingers. I looked over at the mirror, moving one arm up to the top of her head so I had a clear view of her face as she sucked me, and that put me over the top.

Spreading my legs a little wider, I started slamming my cock in and out of her mouth, and she dropped her hand off the shaft, moving it around behind me, grabbing the cheek of my ass.

"YYYEEESSSSSSS!!" I bellowed as the first fiery slugs of cum surged up my cockshaft, erupting from the piss slit as she drew her head back on an outstroke.

I saw her eyes widen, and her cheeks puff out, then she swallowed and started sucking frantically, taking me as deep as she could, her eyes rolling up in her head as I spewed spurt after spurt of cum into her mouth.

I groaned as her hand came back around and wrapped around my shaft, then stared in awe struck wonder as she pulled my cock out of her mouth and started jerking me off onto her face.

"Yeah...shoot it on me, shoot all that hot cum on your goddesses face." She panted, moving my cock back and forth in front of her as sticky strings of cum spat from the tip. "God, you cum so much, and it feels so good on my skin, and in my mouth..."

Her mouth dove back onto my cock, and she milked out the last spurts onto her tongue. I could feel her swallowing, her mouth working around my cockhead as she did, making me tremble from head to toe.

She gave my cock one long, last loving suck, drawing her head back slowly, until the head slipped out of her mouth with a loud pop.

She looked up at me, her face covered with pearly strings and droplets of jizz, then turned and looked at herself in the mirror. She laughed as she looked back up at me.

"Wow, you really painted my face, didn't you you little studmuffin." She said as she got to her feet. She looked down at me, a sly smile creasing her lips. "Lick me clean. Lick all of your cum off my face, and share it with me. Your goddesses commands it."

"So being a goddess is okay when it gets you what you want, huh?" I laughed as I wrapped my hands in her hair and pulled her down in front of me. I started licking my cum off her face, then moved my mouth over, planting it on hers in a deep, tongue sucking kiss.

She responded eagerly, sucking my cum off my tongue, then pushing me away. I licked another spot clean, and she met my lips as they crushed against hers. It took almost ten minutes to gather up all the cum from her face, and by that time, I was hard again.

"Mmmmmmm, my favorite toy is hard again." She purred, wrapping her fingers around it. She took a step back, not letting go of my cock. "Let's do it in the shower this time, I want you to do me real slow, doggy style."

"As my goddess commands." I chuckled, following her into the shower.

(-)

"Do you own any girl clothes?" I asked, watching as she unpacked and hung her jeans and half a dozen men's button down shirts in the closet. I poked through the pile of clothes on the bed, shaking my head.

"I have some dresses at home, but I didn't think I needed them." She said, turning to look at me She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a cropped t-shirt that let her belly button show. "I uh...I don't really like to wear them. I'm more comfortable in jeans."

"Yeah well, you better get used to wearing them." I laughed, taking her hand and pulling her toward the door. "Jeans are fine for Outback, or Hooter's, but I'm not taking you to Ecco, or Bones, or Bacchanalia wearing jeans. You're a fucking goddess, and by god, you're going to dress like one."

"You can get into those places?" She laughed, letting me lead her out to the car. "I tried to get a reservation at Bones a couple years ago, and they told me that the waiting list was three months."

"You have to know people, and as luck would have it, I know people." I said as I started the car. "So do you, you just don't realize it."

"Yeah, like who?" She asked as I hit the app on my phone for the gate. It was opening as I drove up, and I went through without slowing down, then hit it again to close it.

"Dave Butler for one." I told her. "He can get you into any restaurant in town, you just need to tell him you want to eat somewhere. I bet half the members of the gyms have connections, and can get you reservations too."

"I couldn't do that." She said, looking out the window.

"Okay, I will." I laughed, turning onto the expressway. "He'll probably want to take us out sometime anyway. He wants you to do that model thing, and I have to look at his billing system. Besides, he likes you, and don't think he'd mind getting to know you better."

She didn't say anything, so I didn't push it, and we drove the short distance to Roswell in silence.

"What is this place?" she asked as I pulled into the parking lot of a modern, but nondescript building.

"Ladies fashion and shoes for the woman with discriminating taste." I said lightly.

"Don't tell me, you know a guy."

"A woman actually." I said as I got out of the car. I walked around and opened her door, helping her out.

"I can buy my own clothes." She said as I led her to the door and held it open for her.

"True, but you won't buy the kind of clothes I want to see you in." I countered. "So shut up and just enjoy yourself for the next couple of hours."

She didn't look happy at the prospect, and her mouth dropped open as she looked around.

Picture a high end Paris, or New York clothes salon, that's what Femme Du Monde was for Atlanta. The difference being, most of the clothes were knockoffs, and could be had for a fraction of the cost of the designer versions.

"No...this...huh uh, no way. This is too..."

"Too what, dear?" A woman said from behind her.

"Expensive...I...he...we can't afford this." Sarah sputtered, turning to look at her.

"Nonsense!" the woman laughed, then turned to me. "How are you Brent? Come on, give me a hug sweetie...mmmmm, that's right, oh god, he always gave me the best hugs."

I hugged her warmly, looking over her shoulder at Sarah, then leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

I smiled as I slipped my arm around her waist, smiling at Sarah.

"Sarah, allow me to introduce my mom, Rosalitta Shay, Rosie to her friends." I said. "Rosie, this is my girlfriend, Sarah Burke. Sarah and her roommate Tracy own a pair of gyms in Buckhead and Midtown."

"Girlfriend? When did this happen?" Rosie asked, pushing me away and moving over in front of Sarah. She glanced back at me, frowning slightly. "And why haven't you called me? It's been over a week since I've heard from you. I'm guessing that this lovely young lady had something to do with that."

She looked back at Sarah, then moved around her looking her up and down.

"Oh yes, I can see where we can work wonders with you." Rosie said softly. She took Sarah's hand and led her toward the back of the shop. She looked back over her shoulder and grinned at me. "Have a seat Brent, or come watch...we're going to be a while..."

I trailed along behind them, grinning at Sarah as she looked back at me. She just glared at me.

"Bobby, Michelle, I want everything we have in a fourteen and sixteen tall." She called to the front of the store. "Just put it all on racks, and wheel it back here." She glanced up at Sarah. "What size shoe do you wear, dear?"

"Tw...twelve." Sarah stammered.

"Bring all the size twelve shoes too...better bring the wide sizes, this cutie has some serious feet on her." She yelled, looking at Sarah's feet. "You probably wear those damn sneakers all the time." She said under her breath.

"Uh...yeah, I do." Sarah said, looking at me with a pleading expression in her eyes.

"Well, kick 'em off, and take the rest of it off too." Rosie laughed. "Those jeans do wonders for your ass and legs, but I think we can do better."

"Where uh...where's the dressing room?" Sarah asked, her cheeks coloring.

"You're standing in it, honey." Rosie said, taking a step back. "So come on, I wanna see skin."

Sarah just stood there, and Rosie smiled up at her.

"No one is going to come in, honey. It's just me and my girls...and Brent here, and I'm betting he's already seen you naked. At least I hope he has." Rosie said casually

"This place is by appointment only, and the only reason the door was open was because he texted me and said he was bringing a friend over. We've been expecting you."

Sarah looked at her for a moment, then nodded and opened her jeans. She pushed them over her hips, then down her legs, and Rosie knelt to help her get them off. She was holding her hand out as she stood up, and Sarah pulled her t-shirt off and handed it to her.

"Bra and panties too, dear. We're doing the whole enchilada today." Rosie grinned.

She turned and looked at me as Sarah pulled off her sports bra.

"I got two beautiful little boys this week, Brent." She said. "One is eight, the other is ten. They've both been in the system for a couple of years, and it would do them a world of good to talk to someone that's been through what they're going through."

"I'll come by next week." I said.

"We could come by this week...if...I mean..." Sarah began.

"We'd love to have you, dear." Rosie laughed, taking the bra and panties from her.

Two girls came over, one pushing a cart piled with shoe boxes, the other pulling two long racks of clothes.

"We'll worry about the underthings later, for now, let's find you something pretty to wear." Rosie said, turning and sliding dresses back and forth on the rail. "Is there a particular style you were looking for?"

"Knee length wrap around, in a floral print if you have it." I said, stepping over next to her. "Then the classic little black dress, some loose fitting dress slacks, with a vest if you can, and I'll trust your judgment on the blouses."

"So we're dressing her for you, I can do that. I know your tastes." Rosie laughed, then glanced over at Sarah. "How does that sound to you, Sarah?"

"Fi...fine." Sarah said, looking uncomfortable standing naked in front us.

"Good, then we'll start with this..." Rosie said, pulling a cream colored wrap around with a delicate floral print off the rack, and handing it to one of the girls.

The next three hours were a blur, as Rosie and the girls dressed Sarah in outfit after outfit. She finally started getting into it, and by the time they were done, was having a great time.

When they finished, we moved up to the front counter, and Rosie starting tallying everything up.

"The bra's are going to take about a week. I'll call you when they come in." Rosie told Sarah. "I'd like you to come in for a fitting when they're ready, just to make sure they fit right. In the meantime, you can wear that sports bra you have on, but if you wear one of the wrap arounds, just let 'em hang out. Going braless for an evening won't kill you, and I guarantee, those beauties will get the attention they deserve."

She glanced over at me, trying not to smile.

"You ready for the damage?" She asked.

I nodded, and she handed me a long strip of paper. I glanced at the bottom and grinned.

"Can I add the usual ten percent for the house?" Rosie asked.

"Make it twenty, you just picked up two new kids." I replied.

"Thank you, sweetie. You always were such a good boy." Rosie said as she took my card.

Sarah reached over and pulled the receipt from my hand, her eyes going wide, and her mouth dropping open when she saw the total.

"It's okay, I'm doing this for me, not you." I laughed, taking the receipt back from her. "I'm buying me clothes that you get to wear. Is that okay?"

"Yeah...when you put it that way." Sarah said, a smile spreading across her face. She glanced over at Rosie and grinned, then said, "Uh...would you excuse us for a minute?"

Then she picked me up and held me to her, plunging her tongue down my throat in a heart stopping kiss then just seemed to go on, and on, and on. I had to grab hold of the counter to steady myself when she put me down.

"Oh my, I wouldn't have missed that for the second coming!" Rosie laughed, giving Sarah an admiring look. "You really know how to say thank you, don't you, honey?"

"Oh, I haven't started thanking him yet...but I'm going to start as soon as we get home!"

"Well good for you!" Rosie laughed. "Just don't hurt him. Brent was always my favorite, and I'd be a mite put out of anything happened to him."

"Oh, I'm not going to hurt him. He's my favorite too." Sarah laughed. "I'm just going to love on him till he begs for mercy!"

(-)

"Do you have any food at your house? "Sarah asked when we were back in the car and headed for home. "Or did you want to get me all dressed up, and take me out somewhere?"

"We can do either, but if you want the truth, I'd rather eat at home." I said. "You said something about doing some serious cooking the first time you saw my kitchen. I wouldn't mind seeing what you meant by that."

"What kind of stuff do you have to cook?"

"Anything you want. There's steaks, chicken, ribs and pork chops in the freezer. If you want a salad, we'll have to run by Publix and get tomatoes and greens, and whatever salad dressing you use."

"Steak, baked potato and green beans, with a small salad sound good?" She asked, smiling at me.

"Sure, I have some ribeyes in the freezer, we can thaw them out in a couple of hours." I answered. "You want to grill, or broil them?"

"Broiling is fine, I never was very good on a grill." She laughed. She paused for a moment, then looked at me. "Can we ask Tracy to come over? I need to make up with her for the way I've been acting lately, and she loves a good steak. God, you should see that girl eat!"

"I like Tracy." I smiled. "She let me know where I stood right from the start. She loves you, and doesn't want anything to hurt you."

Sarah looked at me for a long moment, then said, "She wants to fuck you."

"I know."

"So you wouldn't want to..."

"No, I told you, you're the only one I want." I looked over at her, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. "Do you want me to fuck her?"

She just shook her head, still not looking at me.

We were quiet as we rode along. and just before we reached the house she said, "She's my best friend. Sometimes...we're more than friends." Her voice was so low I could barely hear her.

"So you'd like her to join us?" I asked as I turned into the driveway. I handed her my phone. "Open the gate."

She hit the icon on the phone, and I slowed down to let it open. She glanced over at me as we went through, and she hit the icon again to close it.

She still hadn't answered by the time we got to the house. I turned in my seat, stopping her as she started to get out.

"Call her." I said when she looked at me. "And give me the phone."

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

"I'm going to ask her if she wants to come over for dinner." I told her.

She nodded and dug her phone out of her pocket. She hit an icon on the screen, then handed me the phone.

I hit the speakerphone button, and as it rang, I smiled over at her and said, "Relax, it's going to be okay, I promise."

As I finished speaking, Tracy picked up.

"Hey girlfriend." She laughed. "Did your little boy toy finally let you up for air? I bet he's been fuckin' the shit outta you, am I right, or am I right?"

"Oh, you are definitely right." I laughed, reaching over and taking Sarah's hand. "She's in a cum coma right now, but she wanted to know if you wanted to come over and have dinner with us tonight. She feels kind of bad for the way she's been behaving recently, and she wants to make it up to you."