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Waking Up To Low M^oans II
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Sapphic Desires: A Steamy W/W Erotic Collection Made for her II
The shower was already running hot when Mira pulled me into the bathroom by the wrist. Steam curled around us, softening the edges of everything. She stripped the last of the sleep-warm sheets from my body and guided me under the spray first, her soft hands sliding over my shoulders, down my back, over the curve of my ass.“Stay still,” she murmured against my ear. “I want to wash every inch of you.”I braced my hands on the cool tile and let her. The soap was something citrus and clean. She worked it into a thick lather between her palms and started at my neck, slow circles, then lower across my collarbones, over the full weight of my breasts. Her soapy fingers lingered there, lifting, squeezing, thumbs brushing my nipples until they tightened under the slick attention.“Soft,” she whispered. “So fucking soft. I love how heavy these feel in my hands when they’re wet.” She pinched one nipple gently, then harder, and I arched into the touch with a quiet moan. “Look at you. Already gett
Sapphic Desires: A Steamy W/W Erotic Collection Made for her
The soft glow of the bedside lamp was the only light in the room, painting everything in warm amber. I lay on my side, watching her undress, and my mouth went dry for the hundredth time that night. Mira was all soft curves and heavy breasts, her thick thighs brushing together as she stepped out of her jeans.The way her belly rounded, the soft overhang of it just above the waistband of her panties—God, I couldn’t look away. I’d always been drawn to women built like her. Real. Soft. Made for holding, for sinking into, for worshipping with my hands and mouth until they were shaking.She caught me staring and smirked, that little dimple appearing in her left cheek. “You’re looking at me like you’re starving, baby.”“I am,” I said, my voice already rough. I sat up, the sheet sliding down my own body—smaller than hers, but not by much. My own tits were full and heavy, my hips wide, my stomach soft. We matched in the best way. “Come here. Let me touch you.”Mira crawled onto the bed, the ma
Sapphic Desires: A Steamy W/W Erotic Collection My plus size kind of girl II
I woke to the soft weight of Maya’s thigh draped over mine and the slow, deliberate stroke of her fingertips along the curve of my hip. Morning light filtered through the half-closed curtains, painting everything in warm gold. My body still ached in the best way—tender between my legs, nipples sensitive against the sheet, skin marked faintly where her hands had gripped and held.She was already awake. I could feel the steady rise and fall of her breathing against my back, the way her soft belly pressed into the small of my spine. One of her heavy breasts rested against my shoulder blade. When she spoke, her voice was low and husky with sleep.“Morning, soft girl.”I smiled into the pillow. “Morning.”Her hand slid lower, cupping the full underside of my breast, thumb brushing lazily over the nipple until it tightened. “You were talking in your sleep. Little whimpers. Sounded like you were still thinking about last night.”Heat bloomed across my cheeks. “Maybe.”Maya’s laugh was quiet
Sapphic Desires: A Steamy W/W Erotic Collection My plus size kind of girl
I never thought a simple shift change at the bakery would lead me here—naked, flushed, and aching on my own bed while the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen knelt between my thick thighs.My name is Lena, and I’m soft in all the places the world tells women they shouldn’t be. Full breasts that spill over the cups of every bra I’ve ever owned, a soft belly that folds when I sit, wide hips that make jeans fight for their lives, and thighs that brush together with every step. I used to hate it. Used to suck in, hide, apologize with my posture. Then Maya walked into the bakery three months ago with flour on her cheek and a smile that made my knees weak, and everything changed.She’s plus-size too—rounder than me in some places, softer in others. Big, heavy breasts that strain against every shirt she wears. A plush ass that fills out her jeans like a promise. Thick arms that feel like heaven when they wrap around me. She’s the kind of woman who looks like she was built for being held, for
Sapphic Desires: A Steamy W/W Erotic Collection Waking Up To Low M^oans II
The next morning I woke to the solid weight of her body half on top of me and the slow, deliberate drag of her fingers between my legs.Not teasing. Not exploring. Just checking—two fingers sliding through the slick heat that had gathered overnight, gathering it, spreading it over my clit in lazy circles. My hips rolled into the touch before my eyes even opened.“You’re already wet,” Lila murmured against the side of my neck. Her voice was low, rough with sleep. “I barely touched you.”“You were in my dream,” I said, the words coming out thick. “You were doing worse than this.”She hummed, pleased, and pushed those two fingers inside me without warning. The stretch made me gasp. My cunt clenched around her immediately, greedy. She fucked me slow and deep, the heel of her hand grinding against my clit with every stroke. The wet sound of it was obscene in the quiet bedroom.I turned my head and found her mouth. The kiss was messy, open, all tongue and soft bites. She kept working me whi
Sapphic Desires: A Steamy W/W Erotic Collection Waking Up To Your Low M^oans
I woke with her mouth already on me.Not a soft, exploratory kiss—her tongue was flat and wet against my clit, dragging upward in slow, deliberate strokes that made my hips jerk before I was even fully conscious. The sheets were twisted around my thighs. The room smelled like sex and the faint metallic tang of the rain still hammering the windows. My hands found her hair on instinct, fingers sliding into the damp strands at the back of her neck.“Fuck—Lila—”She hummed against me, the vibration shooting straight up my spine. One of her hands pinned my hip to the mattress; the other was already two fingers deep, curling, searching. She knew exactly where. She’d mapped me months ago and never forgot. The wet sound of her fingers moving inside me filled the quiet between raindrops.I looked down the length of my body. Lila’s dark hair spilled over my thighs. Her eyes were closed, lashes against her cheeks, like she was praying. The sight of her—naked, kneeling between my spread legs, mou
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