chapter 3

She liked the firm yet soft touch of his wide hand on her skin, the slight embarrassment that he felt touching her bare skin, the slight blush across his face.
He hurriedly removed his hand and she tried not to pout too much she smiled at him, "my turn."

As she closed her eyes and spun around he quickly went over to the deep end and just swam from side to side of the pool.
Since her eyes were closed he didn't feel as bad staring.
Her tawny hair was half sticking to her head and half floating in the water, her dark, thick lashes were resting against her cheeks, her cinnamon tinted skin contrasting with the light blue bikini that emphasized her breasts and butt perfectly.
"Marco!" She called out with a giggle.
"Polo." He responded still lazing side to side in the deep end.
She held her arms out in front of her feeling calling Marco as he responded polo a few more times until she was closer.
"Maaarcooo!" She called in a singy voice.
He laughed, "polo."
She lunged at where he was treading water but missed by an inch.
"Marco." She called with her brow furrowed.
"Polo." He whispered.
She grabbed at him grabbing a handful of t-shirt as he tried to dodge her grab.
"Ha! Gotcha!" She said opening her eyes.
"Not fair you got my shirt not me." He said laughing.
"Well it's on you so it counts." She said.
"Hrmph."
"Well take it off then." She said.

He looked at her a little surprised.
She bit her bottom lip.
"I mean if you take it off it's more fair. You have extra fabric for me to grab and I don't." She said trying not to seem blatantly perverted.

He looked at her quizzically. She was blushing slightly in the cheeks and her breathing had quickened slightly.
She either was into him, unlikely. Or planning some form of humiliation, more likely. Or was just a fair Marco Polo player.
"I mean, you don't have to, but in all fairness of the classic game of Marco polo." She stuttered.
He shrugged and tugged the wet shirt over his head.

As he tugged his shirt off Jessica stared in awe. His belly was so big and round, his belly button looked so deep and inviting, his chest was wide and flabby with hair evenly coated on his chest, his nipples erect from the cold water, his arms looked strong and soft, his big extra chins wobbled as the shirt tugged over his head.
'control yourself jessica.' she told. Herself.

As the shirt came over his head he caught Jessica staring open mouthed at his shirtless torso.
God why did he take his shirt off in front of her?

Jessica noticed Jacob blushing and knew immediately she'd have to reassure him.
"I'm sorry for staring. But, wow, you are so..." She trailed off biting her lip.
"Fat. I know. I'm A gross fat pig, but uh, it was nice talking to you and hanging out. I'll ah see you around." Jacob said avoiding her eyes and turning around heading toward the pool steps.

Jessica realized what he must have been thinking and went to stop him from leaving.
"Wait." She said reaching a hand out and grabbing his shoulder.
Surprised he stopped and turned toward her. She didn't remove her hand.
"I'm ah, not good at expressing certain feelings, but I think you're, super freaking hot. Have since that day in the laundry room." She said.
He looked at her with a mix of surprise and confusion.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah." she said earnestly with a smile.

Jacob wasn't sure what to do next.
"Even though, I look like this, you, are interested?" He asked gesturing to himself.

She bit her lip, and then let her hand that was still on his shoulder, slide down his wet torso, over his swollen chest, down to where his two giant thick love handles curved into each other and she used his love handles as a lever to pull herself toward him.
She kept a grip on his love handles with one hand and slid the other one up to his face. She pressed her willowy body against his thick juicy fat belly and kissed his thick lips.

As she pulled herself closer to him using his wobbly side fat he felt a mix of shame and arousal. Her lips parted as she brought her face closer to him. Her eyes studied his face as she got closer.
And. Suddenly she was kissing him, and he kissed her back.

As they kissed Jessica pressed her body into Jaco's large, wobbly, utterly fat one. She ran her hand from his face down over his chest, cupping his man-breast in one hand and running a thumb over it until it hardened even more.
Then she ran her fingers through his thick chest hair, then down and she ran her hand around his big Buddha belly. Gripping his side fat tightly in her grip, rubbing the big belly, tracing circularly around his belly button until she gently placed her finger in his belly button. Deep in, and twirled her finger around and around until his belly was just jiggling in her hand, against her skin.

As Jessica traced his body with her hand he pulled her closer, moving her hair out of her face, kissing her as deeply as he could. Pulling her closer into him.
As she placed her finger in his belly button he was surprised at the feeling at first, but as she twirled and shook his fat wobbling belly more and more it turned him on.

They were both running out of oxygen and gasped for air at the same time.
She looked up at him, panting hard, he panted and wheezed too.
They gazed at each other for a moment, she raised an eyebrow, "my place or yours big boy?"