Chapter 11

“I’m so hungry,” Bryan said. “I’ve been waiting for you to be ready all day. Will you now feed me?”

“Take your fill,” I reply, my thighs parting slightly, my belly rising higher.

I moaned as I felt his lips and tongue moving over my engorged belly, lapping up all the food…sucking noises…chewing…nibbling near my belly button…I shuddered moving my hips up and down…so turned on…Bryan was moaning in response or could have it been to the pressure of his enlarging belly being forced to spread out so quickly as he ate faster and faster…getting fatter and fatter.

I was able to get a glimpse of his belly…it seemed to be growing out of control, his cheeks bulged like a chipmonk as he forced more in. He huffed and puffed, seemed winded as he continued to moan and finally I felt the last piece leave me. He grunted in pain, struggling for breath, his belly much more bloated than my own. Bryan rubbed his belly against mine.

“Oh, no,” he groaned. “Ate so much. Too full…feel like I could explode.”

“It’s alright, relax and breath,” I told him.

“No…no…” he huffed. “Not finished yet.”

He crawled to my legs, gently pushing them further apart. Then his lips wrapped around my clit. I gasped, my body trembled as he plunged his tongue deep into me, suckling, lapping…I held my big belly as I felt myself begin to convulse plummeting into the first of many orgasms. I shook as I rolled to my knees and inched to where he lay panting on the floor, totally spent, rubbing his overinflated gut, his pants tented.

“Oh, god, that was wonderful,” he smiled. “I hope it was as good for you.”

“Not quite,” I said, unzipping his pants and bringing out his thick penis, slipping a condom over it.

“No…I couldn’t possibly,” he breathed, nervously. “So bloated.”

I plunged down hard on his swollen member, going belly to belly with him. Bryan began gulping air as I thrust harder and harder…his face going scarlet…moans turning to shrieks…his body seized with pleasure. He quaked more violently as I began to rub his belly, bringing him closer to the brink…

“No! No! Baby, no!” he yelled, tears running down his cheek.

“Yes, yes,” I gasped, taking in a mouthful of air.

“Oh, no! Please, let me cum…aaaaahhhhhh!” It started out as a small vibration, went to a quivering, and then a massive shivering as he roared, holding his blown up gut, his hips thrusting wildly.

“Now, I’m good,” I whispered into his ear, sucking on his lightly sucking on his earlobe.

“Oh, Liz,” he whimpered. “Oh, now that was amazing.”

“And this is only the beginning,” I answered, falling asleep in his outstretched arms.