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She is hypnotic, her pull is magnetic. I do not know what she does to me, but I am under her spell. Tall on legs with super thick thighs rubbing together as she saunters toward me, I sway in rhythm with her walk.

Her hips hold all that delectable fat with her belly falling to sweetly hide what is putting me to submission. Each roll bouncing naturally, her breasts rest atop. Those large nipples hard under the thin and tight black tank. The thin straps on her shoulders slip around juicy fat arms. And as she smiles and stares down at me with brown eyes intense with desire, I knew then I would give her anything she wanted.

"Tell me what you need, what you desire and have been dreaming of," she purrs in a voice thick as the wings under her arms. My angel's wings flop gently as she puts her hands on her hips and stops smiling. I have not answered her, at times I feel my mouth open to say what runs through my mind and hear nothing come out.

"I asked you a question and deserve an answer." The silence continued as my mind ran wild with thoughts of her body dripping down around mine as she lay on me, my hands stroking her back. Her moans would be my victory. Aphrodite begins to tap her toe as her eyes darken with frustration. She reached out one pudgy finger and tapped him on the forehead as he knelt in front of her.

"I... I want to adore you..." whispers out of my lips. I clear my throat and focus my mind, taking a deep breath I look up at her. "I want to provide you with every desire you seek, give and never take. You are a goddess." glancing into her eyes an intense feeling of euphoria waved through my veins.

Her smile lit my face with its light as she flashed that dimple with her smirk. "You may start with a back massage. But you may not go further than told." Flipping the thin black material of her shirt she pulled it over her head and tossed it aside. I gasped with the sight of all of her looming above me so smooth and squishable. She then laid across the bed, wiggling until she was comfortable. I picked up an oil from the small table by her bed and released a small amount into my palm inhaling the sweet vanilla scent that I knew was her.

Sliding the oil across her skin, she moaned under the pressure of my hands, instructing me to the spots of most need. I dreamed of kissing down her spine my hands gripping each side of her rubbing the soft folds of skin in my hands. I long to nuzzle my nose in the small of her back the sweet valley before the sloping mountain of hips.

My hands reaching the bottom of her back, my anticipation rose like the swell of her ass. I slowly felt along her waist under the roll of fat along each side, and pressed along in a circular motion. Her relaxed body swayed and jiggled under the motion of my massage.

I hear her soft breathing and feel pleased she is so relaxed and venture to boldly rub further down her body lifting and caressing the mounds just above thick thighs. I softly touch each one along the side and slip a hand in the middle starting at her knees and working my way up.

Aphrodite started to stir and stretch each leg out a little farther letting me peek at what was behind the curtain of skin a moment before. "Just what do you think you are doing? I told you my back. You have not earned the pleasure to do more than you are instructed." She rolled over and away from me stretching on the bed.

My hands still tingled and were slick from the oil. I felt an overwhelming need to touch her, to rub that magnificent belly and worship her breasts. "Please may I massage your belly mistress, it is so round and inviting. I want to feel its softness and squish those rolls between my fingers."

She turned her head towards me, swinging brown eyes intense with fire. I shivered in anticipation and focused on cherry lips with a pout clear to see. "The smell of vanilla makes me want to eat cake. My belly is not full enough for worship," her spoken words vibrated through my ears and flushed my brain with desire.

"Whatever you desire my Goddess." I felt I could not get to my feet fast enough, my legs feeling like columns of jello. I lurched forward and rushed through the house to the kitchen. My breathing was heavy and my heart pounding as I thought of all the possibilities of what was to come. She was allowing me to feed her, fill her luscious mouth with sweet cake and watch her lick her lips seductively to ensure every bit of icing was removed.

I hurry back to her with the cake steadied in my hands. She lounged on her side, her belly expanding onto the bed resting and showing every curve from head to toe. "Feed me, Xavier. I am hungry and quickly boring of you." Long elegant fingers tapped slowly along her hip as she waited to be gorged with cake.

Stabbing a mound of cake with the fork I brought it to lips that parted and came forward to engulf its mass. Her eyes lowered in pleasure. The plushness of her lips slid along the fork and licked the last of the icing. Her plump cheeks started to circulate as she devoured it and allowed it to slide down her throat and rest in the middle of her massive stomach. "More," she purred.

I obediently fed her the cake as she moaned in culinary delight, savoring each bite. Her sounds of pleasure sent me over the edge. I had to have her, touch her, feel her over me pressing around me warming me to the soul. I reached out and rubbed her belly, such buttery soft skin covered the flab, warmed with her blood and the digestion of the cake.

Smiling through her sugary haze, Aphrodite took my hand and slid it down her stomach and atop the plump triangle and slid my fingers through parting lips wet with her need to be satisfied. I heard myself moan and a pulse run through my body and down through my dick already hard from needing her.

"Yes Xavier, you may pleasure me now," she moaned in my ear grabbing at my back as she ground her hips into the bed under the motion of my fingers. We rocked the bed in time to the music of her body all the pounds mesmerizing me. I slid two fingers in her tight hole and brought my thumb up to stroke her clitoris as she moaned in approval. She became louder, with a long yes and increasing her hip motion by bringing her knees up with her feet under her and thrusting harder against my hand.

I stroked in and out of her biting my lip in anticipation of being able to feel the soft squeeze of her around my dick. A scream building in her throat, her body shuddered with wave after wave of pleasure radiating out of her. With a long sigh, she says "Look at the mess you made." She dripped with cum, I watched as a gush slipped its way down into her anus and longed to catch it with my tongue.

"Xavier, lick me, I do not want that cum on my bed. I am really soaked." I dove between those thick thighs and inhaled her sweet musk. I got dizzy with desire as I parted those lips and revealed every pink fold of her. Starting low on her sweet hole, I swirled my tongue around its circumference, lapping up every drop that escaped her. Then dragged a long line up to her clitoris, where I pushed against the mound and lifted the hood that hid the most intense spot to stroke lightly with the tip of my tongue, gradually increasing pressure and rhythm as her hips sought out the beat and slowly began to grind. In haling deeply I lowered my lips to suckle her clitoris as she grabbed my hair with her hands and pushed my face into her as her hips rose in satisfaction. Letting out streams of yes and harder, Aphrodite really responded when I slammed two fingers deep inside her and started to fuck her in the same rhythm. A deep enthralling moan was released as her body shook from the orgasm radiating out of her center. I watched as her once pink center flush candy-apple red and squirt out streams of cum as I held her down and continued to pleasure her.
Whimpering, she began to beg for me to stop, but the sweet taste of her was intoxicating and I kept stroking her with my tongue, my arms wrapped under and over her thick thighs holding her in place as she wiggled and squirmed. It was not long before she flushed red, and shaking hard came over and over, and I her faithful slave was there to lick every drop.
Her eyes were glazed with passion as she ordered me back on the bed and told me to lay down. Then crawling towards me she straddled me laying stomach to stomach with all that fat ass softly teasing my erection. She looked into my eyes.. and with a sigh, "What am I going to do with you," she kissed me deeply pulling my lower lip between her teeth and sucking on it as she stared into my eyes. Raising herself up on the balls of her feet, she slipped onto my dick sliding all the way down it. Then rose back up, bouncing up and down to the beat of her gratification, she rode me. I slid my hands all over her, feeling every fold and ounce of fat covered with her buttery skin. After her first orgasm, she lowered herself back onto her knees and slowly continued to grind, dancing on my dick and looking at me with a smile of satisfaction. "You did well Xavier. You may continue to serve me."

Chapter 2:

Submission to a woman as beautiful as Aphrodite feels natural. Her needs and desires become the center of my universe. Her happiness, smile and soft touches of affection my daily goals. She gives me everything I need, more than I deserve I feel. I began to see the subtle differences between my past dominatrix experiences and with this goddess. Aphrodite is driven by seduction and pleasure; not pain or humiliation. Her power drawn from the satisfaction she gives and receives. Her need is insatiable; she orders me to please her at night before she falls asleep and mounts me in the mornings before leaving the bed for the day.

Compelled to take care of her, I am an excited puppy when she asks sweetly for me to handle a chore for her. She responds with genuine thankfulness and affection, hugging me to her, smiling at and kissing me until I melt in a pool of happiness. Aphrodite could ask for the moon and I would desire to build a spacecraft to secure it. I watch proudly as other men fawn over her, drawn to her seductive power, the depth of her soul's character. She smiles, nods a thank you and glances over to me, meeting my eyes and the briefest lift on the corner of her lips conveys her amusement. No matter the attention she gets though, she always saunters back to me, "Take me home Xavier" with a sparkle in her brown eyes telling me she desires gratification.

We walk up to her home, I slip the key in the door, open it wide and step back to allow her entrance. Closing the door after myself, I miss the soft rustle of her dress as she slips it over her head and tosses it. I turn and  stare longingly at her body barely covered in lacy bra and panties. Knowing full well the reaction she will get, she hooks a thumb in the top of her panties and thrusts her hip towards me then rolls it back and repeats with the opposite side. Walking backwards with the roll of her hips, bounce of her belly and sway of shoulders she motions me to follow her. Like a king cobra swaying to the music of a charmer, I find myself moving forward, caught on her hypnotic dance. I feel I can even hear the music of her, a slow sensual beat of drums and melody of guitar. My ears can barely register that she has turned on the stereo and the slow jam of rhythm and blues fills the air swirling in the tornado of sexual energy and pheromones. I see her lips move but barely register that she wants me to sit on the couch as she is lighting candles and dancing to the music.

My pants begin to get tighter and tighter as I watch her mostly naked body move in time to the beat and  see those luscious lips form the words of the song as she sings along. When she sings I feel absorbed, the consuming power of her lilting harmony pulling me into her. Aphrodite has stopped in front of me and climbs onto my lap, places a knee on either side of my hips and wraps her arms around my shoulders and neck. I feel the heat of her press against my pants, stirring even more desire than before, she wiggles a bit seeing the droop in my eyes as seduction took over and I became the sex slave. She had other plans though as she hopped off and threw a pillow on the floor kneeling in front of me.

"Let me take care of this increasing... hmmm problem," she grabbed my belt pulled it away from my abs as she coaxed the overlap open and unbuckled my pants. The soft swoosh of the zipper released what felt like a ton of pressure, as my penis sought out her hand, flopping onto it with anticipation. She giggled, met my eyes with a look of amusement and began to stroke me with her strong, soft and agile hands. I felt my breath stop as she held it up and started at the base with her tongue licking long strokes up and down it until as wet as she desired. She then teased the head slipping her lips around it and flipping her tongue back and forth, up and down the vein in the back. She knew she was driving me to the edge  and I wanted so very badly to blow cum deep into her throat. I gasped as she opened that hot mouth and allowed it entry to the back of her throat, allowing strong cheeks and tongue to work in unison sucking and slurping. Moans muffled by my dick she stroked her hand from base to where her lips met, working me into an intoxicating combination of awe and overwhelming need to take her anyway I want. I imagined helping her to her feet turning her around and slowly stroking my hand from bottom to neck, naturally bending her over so that her candy rose to meet mine.

I feel the build up of pressure as I realize my orgasm is eminent and inform my mistress. She nods, not breaking rhythm of her bobs. Spasmodic in her hand and vibrating up through her mouth, she swallowed every drop of my cum, further turning me on to where my erection grew instead of deflated.  Aphrodite was no fool, she had been observing how my body works and knew she could get hours of pleasure after pulling me over the edge in ecstasy. I helped her up, drawing her into my arms and kissing her full and deep, I gently guided her to turn around massaging her and kissing then nibbling up the side of her neck. She moaned, powerless to that sensation as she bent over and rested elbows on the cushions of the couch, arching her back and stretching on long legs. Guiding my dick into her I slammed up into her unable to hold back. Surprised, Aphrodite screamed a little, then slammed right back onto me.

Bodies crashing against each other, her rolls of fat slapped to the beat, applauding our performance as my testicles beat out the same rhythm against her asscheeks.  I pounded hard and deep into her unleashing her naughty nature as she let out a stream of obscenities, telling me exactly what I was doing to her. I reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, and arching her back she ordered me to spank her. I smacked her lightly enjoying the vibration through my hand. "Again, harder" she moaned. I swatted at her ass until she screamed as the orgasm ripped through her this time. I wasn't nearly done with her and felt compelled to take advantage of this momentary loss of dominance she was experiencing.

Guiding her to the bed, I gently pushed her onto her back as she raised long shapely legs up and away. I climbed on top of her and dipped down into her once more as she tilted her hips to take every inch. Slower and more sensual to start I stroked in and out of her as she wrapped her legs around me. Aphrodite grabbed my biceps, squeezing them as each stroke of pleasure drove her over the edge evident by the roll of her eyes back into her head. She increased her motion and soon we were slamming bodies into each other once again, moaning and breathing hard. Raising her head she kissed me as her body shuddered with the power of her orgasm and her nails raked long red welts from my shoulder to hip. As her orgasm pressed along my dick I felt myself give over and came deep inside her.

Dazed, but flush with pink cheeks and panting, Aphrodite said, "Well you do have it in you. But you left something in me. Time to clean me up." I licked her clean, then laying by her, I wrapped her in my arms and we both fell asleep sticky and satiated.