Chapter 4

She was rocking back and forth, silently shaking. Laughing. Then she was beside his on the loveseat, pinning him by the shoulders and kissing him aggressively, her tongue exploring his mouth. They were both breathing hard, kissing feather-light, then deeper. Her teeth nipped gently at his lip.

She slid one hand onto his firm belly. He squirmed as she pushed up his t-shirt, pausing as she saw his undone fly and unfastened belt. She rubbed her hand rhythmically back and forth. It was clear from the bulge at his crotch how she was making him feel.

"Well, well," she purred, "What have we here?"

She put one hand over his cloth-covered penis and squeezed. Al jumped and moaned.

"Please, please," he said, not sure what he was asking for.

She removed her hand.

"No," she said. "Not until you do something for me."

"What is it? Please!"

She was rummaging in her purse and pulled out a white takeout container.

"The rest of the pie," she said. 'I had it wrapped up to go. You need to finish your meal before you get to sample the final course."

He was looking at the pie with trepidation. It looked even bigger now. He remembered how creamy it was, how good it tasted. He opened his mouth. Kat loaded up the fork and brought it to his lips. Slowly, with coaxing, Al finished the last of the pie. He felt strange, gone beyond painfully full to a new place, a place where he floated in pleasure. Kat massaged his swollen belly. Every breath reminded him how stuffed he was, how hugely engorged. He had to shift so Kat could wriggle his pants off and he felt the contents of his stomach slosh from side to side.

"Spread your legs," Kat commanded, gripping his ass with her hands as she knelt before him. She lowered her head and took the head of his cock in her mouth, gently. Al hadn't believed he could feel any better but suddenly he did. She played with the top of his member, teasing him with tongue flicks. Then she took him in her mouth and drove down hard. He gasped. She moved up and down smoothly, building to a rapid crescendo. She dug her nails into his soft buttocks. He arched his back and cried out in pain and pleasure so intense, nothing else existed. He came and came, orgasming longer than he'd thought possible. Then he relaxed.

She pulled away from his penis and swallowed, turning her head to kiss him and then nip him on one soft inner thigh. She rested her head there. They sat for a long time like that, not moving. Finally Kat stirred.

"I have to go," she sad. "This has been... intense. I'll see you tomorrow, at work."

"Wait," said Al. "Isn't there more to it? I mean, for you?"

"Oh yes," said Kat. "We'll work on that next time."

Al stood as she did, moving to the washroom to clean himself up. When he turned, she saw the bright halfmoon marks her nails had made on his ass. She smiled.