his evening shared

chapter 1

you are unconfined, unbuttoned, free ...

your stomach is huge. my small, gentle hands rest on its top. they rise and fall as you breathe, my questing tongue circling your deepening navel, my fingers testing the softness of the surrounding fat.

and you are overcome. time blurs. you remember being in the shower. i am behind you, soaping you. the steam is thick, and as the hot water relaxes your abdominal muscles your belly expands outwards... swelling like new dough and it is full beneath your breast line... now bulging out on the side...each little pocket and crevice inside of you is full.

i push you forward slightly, your hands on the warm tile wall. you feel my hands trace your hips either side and slip under your belly. It sags like a soft sac as it kisses your thighswhen I release. I hear you sigh at the sensations.

i make you arch your back slightly so your belly lifts. you can feel my fingers tracing deep underneath all along where your flesh folds over and my fingers sink up into your softness... as i lift it... and caress it. the water rolling down your enormous front... dripping off you... as i soap the expanded surface your swollen belly.

you can feel my full breasts softly press against your back. from behind i lift your abdomen gently again and then lower it. Lift it and lower it, balancing it in my hands, liking the new heaviness.

and the feel of my fim body against you, my loins pressing into your fattened rear... you ache to touch me... yet you are in such a dream like state, you arch your back further and beg for more.

your breasts seem larger than ever before, they are miniature versions of your glorious belly but tipped with tiny hardened points, begging for a warm mouth and tongue to encircle them.

i discover you are growing hard and back away slightly as not to distract you. i work each man breast alternately from under your arms to your sternum, each slick with warm, soapy water.

you turn in my arms, a smooth, round globe of fat, all your senses riveted on your swaying belly. our bodies slip across one another like lovemaking eels.

your eyes are closed and i reach up and kiss you briefly, but strongly, my tongue darting between your lips. then my warm breath is on your fat neck, and then to your chest as my lips begin working again your amazing rounded torso. all wet...all soft and all plump.

while i suckle and mouth your softness, my hands slip down your sides and again cradle your tight and swollen belly. i can wait no longer. i rinse you quickly and as the steam clears i towel off the mirror and position you sideways so you can see what i have done to you.

i begin towelling you off paying attention to every crevice, every fold. you are mesmerized by your reflection...amazed at the proportions that i fed you to. you are overwhelmed, by your reflection as well as my fingers... everywhere, probing the depths of your fatness I notice a new soft thickness all over. i am pleased.

when dry, i help you move to our playroom and seated on the edge of your wide comfortable bed. I pull a full tray of your favorite treats close to hand and encourage you to begin filling yourself once again. the room is quiet except for the sounds of your swallowing...your feeding intimate and slow.

i lower you to the bed and, on my knees beside you, i watch how your belly spreads onto your lap. i am amazed it its growth. you wince from the sudden pressure.

noting your distress i push your legs apart to allow your belly room to slip between them. the feel of your belly between your sensitive thighs leaves you breathless. i massage your neck and shoulders, then allow you to lean back against the huge pile of satin pillows.

i support you carefully as I help you lean back, one arm around your back, the other steadying your now tightly stretched belly. you sink back into the huge pillows sighing and yet...whimpering. their coolness is soothing to your overheated and over-stretched body. even semi-reclined, the mountain of your belly rises up before you...so erotic, so overwhelming.

you are definitely larger than last weekend. i smile and nip it with my teeth as I worship you, moving it in my hands side to side.
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