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There was one thing better than someone loving the way you looked.
And that was
you
loving the way you looked.
You loved your body.
You loved how soft it was.
You loved the curves and dips.
You loved the dimpling here and there on your skin.
You loved your stretch marks; rivers of love and happiness that couldn’t be contained.
You loved your belly, how it squished under your fingers, how it had more padding than some others.
You loved your thighs that rubbed together like lovers who couldn’t keep away from one another.
You loved your chest; bosom meant to be held and squeezed like freshly ripened fruits.
You loved how you looked.
There were days where you would take some extra time to look at yourself in the mirror; eyes gazing at your form, with or without clothes, and try various poses to see all the ways your body looked in the light. Valleys of flesh adorned with flower fields.
You weren’t the only one who loved your body.
The times you spent looking more at yourself, there was one who would get jealous of the attention. Jealous of
you
giving yourself more attention than he was.
Such a moment had happened plenty of times.
Just as the sun rose to kiss away the stars in the night skies, their celestial blushes painting the heavens in lush pinks and oranges, two large, soft arms encircled your waist that your fingers were running down. You had sighed softly; loving the way your own skin glided over the curves, your hips swaying to-and-fro to the tune playing in your head. The arms squeezed, sinking into the soft and supple form of yours, sliding up to push your chest up with them.
There was strength behind the soft material, your fingers dancing along the beautiful hues of green that his fuzz had.
“Howdy. Sweetheart, feeling
jealous
?” You’d tease, turning in his hold, gaze going up to meet the usually gentle stare of the bugga-boy. The apples of his cheeks dusted a rather pretty blue, as if he had been nipped by frost. Mmm…well, something could certainly be nipping at him if he kept giving you such a magnetic stare.
Howdy Pillar was your lover.
He was also the neighborhood shopkeep, joke connoisseur, a loyal friend to all. This caterpillar fella was many things, but the most prominent was how his green fur matched his envious thoughts.
Certainly would deny it, though. “Now that’s just plain silly, why could I get jealous of
you
ogling yourself.” His voice was huffy, bending over to nuzzle the top of your head while effectively encasing you in a rather large and warm cage. Two sets of arms made it rather easy.
Before you have a chance to respond, strong arms heave you up with ease, not wasting a second to toss you onto the large, plush bed you both shared. All you manage is a surprised squeak that turns into a sultry giggle. There’s already a prominent bulge in Howdy’s slacks, it would be easy to give in right then and there. Let him devour you whole like a juice filled orange. Plump and bursting.
You could do this.
Or you make him work for it.
You sit up, letting your arms glide over the blankets in a single, fluid movement until you’re positioned at the edge, leaning your weight on the palms of your hands that lay sinking into the mattress. You look with fluttering lashes, lips drawn into a sinful smile as you didn’t speak a single utterance.
A single foot rose, pointing towards Howdy. He stared, mind working and gears turning. You bounced your foot, tilting your head with a raised brow.
He seems to have caught the hint.
A loud
thump
as he drops to his knees, a sacred beast brought down from his magnificence by a simple gesture. Some would think it silly to be influenced so easily.
But he didn’t see it that way.
Howdy saw it as him bowing down before the most breathtaking deity he had ever laid eyes on. Prettier than any candied fruits his store carried, sweeter than the most puffed of pastries, softer than peaks of whipped cream. You spun him like sugar cotton. Howdy feared he was trapped, a bee engorged on sugar and no longer able to fly away from the nectar your flower provided.
A large hand held your foot, bringing it up as you felt his lips graze over your toes. Antennae drawn back in submission and respect.
A soft exhale from you, signaling how pleased you were in the moment. It turned into a soft laugh as he placed whispers of kisses up your foot to your ankle, the front of your shin, the middle of your knee, down to the side to graze his teeth over the beginnings of soft thigh meat until he was looking face-to-face with a feast before him. A sweet smell had him feeling drunk, hazy with lust.
He didn’t move.
The warmth of his breath blew against you, sending delicious coils of heat throughout your body. “So…so beautiful…” He praised, turning to place wet kisses over your inner thigh. “Perfect. Let me, please? Let me taste you.” Usually such a charming man with a voice able to swoon any heart was begging before you.
If any of the neighbors could see this big galoot drooling over your core right now, like some adorable stray, they’d be seeing Howdy in a whole new light.
In response to request, you reached down to gently scratch his chin, traveling to let your fingers make a path along a cheek, pausing to rub gentle circles in his temple until finally letting your fingers tangle in his usually well-done hair. The way his antennae quivered and drooped, eyes lidded and love-struck as his smile grew wobbly with unbridled affection let you know he couldn’t get enough of your touch.
Such a good boy.
“Go ahead.” You purred out the consent, letting your fingers close and tangle into the strands. You rather liked Howdy in a more disheveled state, a sight only you got to see. There wasn’t much time to take in the way the strands fell into his face before he was diving in like a starving man at a buffet. In his eagerness, his nose bumped against your core, making you twitch with the jolt it sent through you.
He chuckled, glancing up at you (poor dear would be deserving of a back massage with how much he had to hunch over to properly nestle between your thighs). “Sorry about that, guess I got too excited…”
You just huff with amusement, finding no need to reply with words but rather pushing his head at the right angle to hit his target. Howdy’s gratefulness was shown with his skillful tongue slipping into you, groaning as soon as the taste hit his taste buds. His eyes slid shut as he began to lap at your like a kitten to a saucer of cream; muscle flat before dragging up to a point in order to trace over every sensitive spot.
There was barely a moment to think of some snide remark about how much of a hungry caterpillar he was, all you could manage out was a high pitched keen that stretched on until your chest was heaving with soft gasps and whines of his name. Each time you uttered it he would press his lips around your clit and suck until the hollows of his cheeks were cast in shadows. That had you arching off of the bed, entrance weeping with slick evidence of your arousal that seeped into the fabric of the bedspread.
The meat of your thighs press on either side of Howdy’s face when you felt the budding heat rise to a roaring flame, you kept his face nice and snug against you as you reached down to take hold of both twitching antennae, treating them as bicycle handles as you began to roll and rock your hips, effectively riding his face.
He didn’t mind.
He loved to feel the sweet dampness smear along his chin and lips, hear the whines and rapid mumblings of pleasured haze that fell from your lips as you were drawn closer. God when you tugged on his sensitive appendages he felt his own cocks twitching in his lounge pants, soaking the front of the fabric with the desperation to be touched. Though he had four hands that would gladly grab hold of his own aching members, he wouldn’t simply because you hadn’t given him permission yet.
Secretly he was holding out, hoping you’d invite him into the warm confines of your inner walls.
Perhaps you could read his mind. Hear them scream for more.
A sharp pull upwards on his antennae (they could take it and he had told you before how he liked them being pulled until the sting tingled over his scalp) had a yelp be muffled against your fluttering entrance, almost sending you over the edge. Not yet. Your legs widened, releasing his face from the marshmallow-like thighs you tug him upwards and like a pup he followed your guidance until he was completely over top of you now; upper set of arms on either side of your face while the lower two were gripping and rubbing over your sides and stomach.
His face was a mess; eyes glazed over with lust, mouth glistening with slick and the way his tongue poked out to sample what he could from his lips had your insides fluttering. He must have caught your eyes flickering to this sight, because soon after the shopkeep dove down in order to clumsily and needily devour your lips in a kiss. Neither of you cared when your teeths clacked together, nor did you care when he bit your bottom lip too hard and tugged the swollen skin even harder. You made sure to return the favor by nipping and suckling on his tongue until he was pressing down completely onto you.
It was during a brief moment of parted lips did you manage some words. “
Come inside.”
You whispered, swiping your tongue playfully over his nose.
Suddenly you were no longer on the bed, but rather being lifted up and moved until you felt the cool wall against your back and a rather ravenous bug manhandling you until you were pressed against two very eager (when had he taken off his pants?) cocks, throbbing against your heat as he bucked and rubbed over your folds until they were coated with your essence.
You had been with this man long enough that there was no longer a nervousness when the two large lengths were being pushed inside of you; when the engorged tips popped in, your head was thrown back and hit the wall with a thud. A hand soon wiggled behind to cushion the back of your cranium, should you do such a thing again.
Fuck you loved it when he could carry you like you weighed nothing.
He used your weight and gravity in his favor, letting you go enough until you were speared onto him, stretching you to the max with such a delicious sting.
You could only cling to him as he began to pick you up and drop you back down onto him, each time he rooted himself into you, you could feel the seeping slick slide down his cock and even down your thighs to drip onto the floor below.
His hands rubbed and gripped all over you, feeling the way it gave way to him and watched the way it rippled each time you were slapped back down against him. It felt
amazing
. But it wasn’t fast enough. Howdy seemed to think so too.
Hot breath on your neck and grumbles of pleasure and frustration filled your ears as you both were sliding down suddenly, your back soon coming to the ground as Howdy lifted your hips up as he used his height to aid in driving his dicks into you with speed. There was no time to breath, only give a breathless scream of pleasure that surely could be heard outside.
A picture of the two of you on your first date began to shake on the wall where it hung, showcasing the force behind the thrusts that were currently pummeling your insides. Wet slaps, slick squelches, heavy panting and more sounds of sex created a sinful symphony.
Fuck
fuckfuckfuck-!!
Coherent thoughts were out the window, your insides were throbbing, aching with each thrust. Howdy knew how to work you, bring you closer and closer until you were a blubbering mess that only wanted to feel sweet release at the mercy of his ruthless rutting.
When you finally came (in all honesty it had only been two minutes to make you do so), you saw sparks of white light behind your eyelids and felt a scream tear out of your throat, but you couldn’t tell if it was silent or you were too far gone to even register your own voice. What you
did
register was the way your insides milked and gripped Howdy’s cocks with each thrust until he shook with desperation.
A few more snaps of his hips and he was bottoming out, moaning loudly against the crook of your neck as he pumped you full of his seed. It didn’t seem to stop, even pushing past his lengths until it dribbled out of your entrance and pooled onto the floor below.
The both of you became a tangle of limbs, a heap of sated need with goofy smiles plastered on your faces. Not even minding the hard flooring.
As the glow coursed through the both of you, giving each other soft kisses and praises were you reminded of one of the reasons you loved your body: The way it made Howdy absolutely mad with desire.