The cleansing

chapter 3

You reach underneath to squeeze my erect manhood briefly then perch on the sink, spreading your legs wide, wide as possible, for me.

Come, my sweet fat man, you whisper, your womanhood open and glistening.

Holding my shoulders you lift your legs and spread them as I lift my belly and move into you.

Your hips pop as I push between, I am so fat.

And unable to center myself.

Don't worry sweet fat man, feel my hand on your cock, I will guide you in.

I groan as you grasp my member and center me, placing me at your entrance before returning your hands to my shoulders.

You have to lean back to accommodate the swell of my fat belly on your chest.

Now I am able to twist slightly, working in to your tightness.

You cry out as I enter, forcing you open.

Still holding up my belly I slide deeper and deeper until our pelvises meet and I release my abdomen.

You clutch its sides and shiver, unable to stop your first orgasm from triggering as I press into you.

My hands move to your hips, steadying you as you almost slide off the low counter.

My fingers dig into your round butt cheeks as I thrust rythmically into you, my fat rolling against you.

And I become an ocean of fat lapping against you. Each cresting wave bringing you closer to your second orgasm.

Baby I want you to cum now, you gasp in my ear, I want to feel you gush, exploding your fat juices into me.

You rock deeper into my layers of fat and I thrust harder, my peak very near, as you grab handfuls of my soft fat in our ecstasy.

Pulling me in deeper.

I look down and watch your full breasts shuddering at each of my thrusts.

Oh please, yes, deeper ...you groan through clenched teeth, I want you so bad.

You look at me, your eyes full of emotion. I want you to release, you say, deep within me.

Tell me you want me fatter, baby I answer, my own orgasm nano seconds away.

Oh yes baby, I want you so fat.

Your body huge and round and glorious against mine, strong, driving muscles buried in soft fat.

I want you fatter than you have ever dreamed.

Your belly a huge sac of fat.

Sliding heavily against your thighs, against your legs when you waddle for me.

My hot mouth on it, biting it, licking it.

Hearing your desires that so much match mine I lose control of my body, thrusting my abdomen against yours, inflating it as I begin to orgasm, to erupt volcano-like, the sensation mind bending as my dam finally bursts and I flood into you.

Your inner muscles are squeezing, coaxing as you milk me prolonging my pleasure and I gasp, arching backwards as all my muscles spasm again, my groin exploding as I cum, grunting almost pig like.

Yes baby, cum for me.

You grip me with your strong thighs, milking my rich buttery cum.

We are both panting, drenched with perspiration, still quivering as you squeeze every drop from me.

My fat fat pig, you whisper gently, your third orgasm triggered by my first, now shuddering through you as I quiver, held tight between your thighs.

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