drunk confession

drunk confession

Drunk confession

It was 4 am when I heard my roommate open the front door. He'd been out all night, and I was pretty sure he came back drunk out of his mind as always. I was watching Family Guy in the living room and tried to ignore the sound of my roommate trying to take his shoes off. I could tell that he was struggling to keep his balance due to him stomping on the floor very loudly from almost falling over every few seconds. When he was done I heard him making his way over to the couch.
Okay, I'll admit that I don't dislike him as much as I'm making it seem. He is pretty attractive and quite nice. We'd become pretty good friends over the years and knew a lot about eachother. A few personal things as well. One of those things being that I am a feeder. I'm very attracted to bigger people, always have been. He found out when he caught me looking at pictures of overweight men, staring at their bulging bellies. Now, my roommate wasn't exactly the skinniest dude either. He'd grown quite a bit of a belly over the past year due to an injury to his leg which prevented him from running like he usually did. This of course was the perfect opportunity for him to tease me with his little beginners gut. And tease me he did. After every big meal, which is all of them, he'd rub his belly and stare at me a little bit too long and hard just to see if he could get my attention. Or he'd walk around without a shirt, or he dramatically complained when he was hungry, or he showed me the part of his wardrobe that didn't fit anymore... I mean, I can't complain. I got to see some belly and I also got to see his own little game catching up to him. All the teasing, and making sure his tummy was bloated so he could tease me with it made him put on quite a bit of weight. If I had to guess I'd say it's around 15 pounds. So yeah, I'm not complaining!
As expected, he let himself fall on the couch right next to me, which made bounce off the couch and into the air about an inch, and sighed deeply. I felt him staring at me after a while I asked how his night was. Instead of answering my question he slowly took my hand and placed it on his very very bloated belly. "Feel" he said in a drunk but calm voice. What I felt was a sloshy, rumbling, protruding and very bloated belly. My eyes sprung open with surprise and I turned to face him to then look down at his belly. "How the hell did that happen?" I asked, clearly shocked. A wide grin appeared on his face along with a drunk chuckle that coming out of his mouth as he leaned in closer. "For you" he whispered, and softly kissed my cheek. "Please touch it. I drank so much.. It hurts". A drunk, horny, handsome fat guy longing for me to touch his aching, painfully full and sloshing belly was just a little too much for me to resist. So i decided to give in and gave his belly an approving squeeze. He replied by moaning deeply, and leaned back against the couch. I could tell that he was enjoying his bellyrub and that he had been wanting this for a long time. As time went on we both got more and more into it. I looked over at him and saw a look on his face that I can only describe as "horny af". His lips were slightly parted, breathing deeply in and out through them, letting out a moan every once in a while. His eyes were fixated on his own bulging gut, and my hands caressing it, squeezing it, and jiggling it. When our eyes met I slowly leaned in closer to his face and softly placed my lips onto his. He kissed back and was looking to deepen the kiss very quickly. His tongue dartled out of his mouth and brushed against my bottom lip. I enjoyed this sensation and gave him permission to deepen the kiss by flicking my tongue against his.
Before I knew it I was straddling him and made out with him intensely while rubbing and squeezing his very full and large belly. His arousal was undeniable and so was mine. He probably didn't know what the hell was happening to him. Poor fatty, haha. I started riding against his hard manhood and heard him moan and breathe deeply. I moved faster and faster, making sure to brush up against his belly, which in turn started sloshing loudly. We could both hear all the liquid he had consumed that night move around in his giant gut, which seemed to be a great turn on for him. After both hearing this and acknowledging the sound, things moved quickly. In to time our clothes were on the floor, and we were having great, fat, drunk sex. If this is how he feels while drunk, fat and bloated, I'll send him out to drink with his friends a lot more often.
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MangaBL 3 weeks
XD
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MrTubbles 3 weeks
Hawt. (applauds)
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billedmeup 3 weeks
Fun little story. I think there is more to tell. Looking forward to Chapter 2.
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Jex919 3 weeks
Love it! I appreciate the realism of this one - I find real-life vignettes to be the best kind of WGF. Thank you for sharing your talent!
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That was fun..you're one of the few lady writers. Who both appreciate then explorie the .incredible, arousing sensuality of an overful, overlarge belly and the erogenes zone it can become when stimulated.

Two chubby thumbs up