chapter 2

Chapter 2

We made small talk as we waited for our entrees. Of course, we couldn't decide on one to share so I suggested we get two. Mel quickly devoured a serving of 4 spring rolls as I slowly played with my satay skewers. "Would you like one?" I asked as a slid my plate across to her.
"Oh, no", Mel replied, licking the flecks of pastry from her chubby fingers. Her eyes darting down at the thick slabs of fat that filled her lap before looking back to the chicken, slathered in a rich peanut sauce. I was half way through my third beer and had a bit of Dutch courage so thought I might try my luck. "Come on, our mains are coming. I had a late lunch, I'm not that hungry" I said, picking up one of the skewers and putting it on her plate.

Mel's eyes narrowed as she picked up the skewer and brought it to her lips "I'm big enough, without you feeding me" she quipped, half jokingly. She squirmed self consciously in her seat as she said it. The chair groaned and Mel's belly pushed against the table, peanut sauce getting on her white top. "Oh shit, hang on, I've got to get this off" Mel said, pouting and stretching her shirt out to reveal her pasty white flesh beneath. My mouth opened slightly as I caught a glimpse of her dimpled flesh, slathered with stretch marks. "No way was her belly this big when we were dating" I thought to myself. As Mel got up and made her way to the bathroom I got a good view of my ex's body, shuffling between tables, an obvious waddle hindering her ability to squeeze between the patrons in the now crowded establishment. She was easily the biggest person in the room.

My heart quickened as I thought about sliding my hands between her thick rolls. I took another mouthful of beer as I tried to calm myself. "Just as friends" she had said on the phone "don't get carried away".

Bzzt bzzt.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Mel "I could feel you staring at my ass on my way to the bathroom".
"Fuck it" I thought as I swiped across to unlock my phone.
"I can't help if your big booty looks great squashed into those jeans, I've always thought you had a great ass"

Bzzt bzzt.

"I remember" her reply went on "I thought you might enjoy it. I almost couldn't get them on this afternoon though". I was trying to think of a reply that wasn't overtly sexual when she arrived back at the table. Our small talk continued and we finished our dinner without anymore talk of the obvious sexual tension that was building between us.

"Oof, that was good but I'm so full" Mel sighed as she patted her belly. We made our way over to the cinema, walking considerably slower now that Mel was full of not only hers, by most of my dinner too. "Do you want to share a popcorn, or something?" She asked, as we approached the ticket stand.
"You just grab what you want, I'll get the tickets and meet you over there" I replied as I placed my hand on her lower back and gently pushed her towards the food stalls. My hand sank into the thick rolls of her back as I did and came away, wet with sweat from her recent exertion. I readjusted the erection in my pants that was now pressing uncomfortably against my waistband. I met her over at the cashier as she was paying for her food. Although it had been about 7 years she was still predictable: as she turned to face me I saw the large coke, medium popcorn, bag of M&M's and an ice cream were pressed against her swelling form. I got a large coke and a large popcorn. Not that I had any intention on eating all of it. But I wanted to see how far I could take this.

As we made our way into the theatre I saw a distinct problem. We'd gotten tickets in a standard theatre. I thought I'd bought V-Max (Australian cinema, wider and heavier duty seats. Mel had requested we sit near the back, specifically on one of the aisles. I had deliberately positioned myself behind her so I could watch her walk up the stairs to our seats. With her hands full, Mel was unable to pull her shirt back down as it rode up her back with each lumbered step. Although it was dark, I could still see the cavernous rolls of her back fat that I had felt earlier. We arrived at our seats and Mel turned slightly. Her shirt had ridden up at the front too, enough so I was able to glimpse her deep belly button as the thick rolls of her stomach began working their way out of her jeans. "You go in first, I want to sit on the end" she huffed. I took my seat and could now see why she hadn't wanted to shuffle across. She wouldn't have fit. Mel handed me her bounty of food as she tried to squeeze between the arm rests. She had to lean heavily against the seats in front of her with her fat gut to manoeuvre her body into position. As she sat down I watched the seat lean back sharply. I wasn't sure anyone would be able to fit into the seat behind us. Even though her seat was arched back, she still took up almost all of the room between her and the seat in front. I shuffled over to give her more room but with the arm rests fixed in place, she would just have to make do.

As the theatre filled up, patrons began taking their seats. Another young couple came up to our row and politely asked if they could get in. "Of course" Mel smiled. She leant back and gave the old heave ho and lifted herself from the seat. Again, she pushed heavily against the seat in front of her, which now contained a slender, middle aged woman who was chatting away to the equally svelte lady next to her. The woman turned her head sharply looking quite disgruntled until she came face to face, or rather face to flab, with Mel's gut, which shook as though it was threatening to engulf the poor woman right there and then. The woman's eyes widened and her mouth opened into a small "o" shape before she quickly turned back around and whispered something to her companion. The young couple were able to slide past me without issue and take their seats. My cock stiffened further as I watched this rippling beauty, my ex lover, cram herself into a seat that any normal person wouldn't have had any issue with. Luckily the lights had been dimmed.

"Oof" she grunted, her whole body rising and falling with each laboured breath. I could tell she was trying to hide the fact that just this basic movement of her body had her winded. The effect, however, was that each breath occurred in slow motion. The seated creaked quietly as Mel's girth quivered. "Ugh, these seats are so uncomfortable, I usually go Vmax" she huffed and she grabbed her coke and took three big, deep sips from her straw.
"Sorry" I replied, handing her the chocolate coated ice cream. "I thought I had".
"If I had, I wouldn't have gotten to witness that brilliant performance" I thought to myself.

My mind wandered throughout the movie, and I found myself unable to focus on the plot. Making short work of her ice cream, this gluttonous pig absentmindedly reached over the side of her hand rest into her handbag that sat in the aisle (there was no way it was fitting in the seat with her, and she was simply too big to have been able to reach down to put it between her legs), and pulled out the bag of M&M's. Being incredibly turned on by her continued food intake I thought "fuck it" and slid my hand under her shirt and began kneading her rolls. Mel didn't say anything, but turned back to me and we slowly kissed. I continued to fondle her belly as the move went on although I couldn't find her belly button. It must've been tucked back into the waist of her jeans. I was desperate to see how deep it had gotten since I last played with it. With her popcorn empty I silently placed mine on her lap. She gave me a look and shook her head, pushing it back towards me. I placed it back and she turned slightly, leaning over and grabbing my throbbing cock tightly between her fat fingers. "Is this making you hard?" She whispered into my ear. The fact that she had so blatantly grabbed me had it decided, "Go for it" I thought.
"Babe you know how fucking hard your belly makes me" I whispered back. "I wanna watch you finish the rest of this popcorn".

Her eyebrows raised and the stared at me for what seemed like an hour. Without a word she grabbed the popcorn, leaned back and started shovelling it into her mouth. I continued to rub her belly and she occasionally looked over and smiled while squeezing the bulge in my crotch. She then did something I never would have expected. With her free hand, Mel reached down and, with some difficulty, undid the button on her jeans. "More room" she whispered to me.

I continued to fondle her belly, leaning over to kiss her occasionally, or pushing the popcorn towards her when she slowed down. I found her belly button and sank my finger into it. Being so deep in her folds it was moist with sweat. Mel moaned ever so quietly and arched her back slightly as I continued to twirl my finger, unable to find the end of her stretched out navel. It was always one of the more sensitive areas on her body and as she came to accept my kink, actively encouraged its integration into foreplay and sex.

With the movie coming to a close, and me realising I had no idea what had actually happened, I tried to regain my composure. As the lights came up Mel grabbed a jacket from her bag and draped it across her exposed gut. Which was glistening with a mixture of sweat, plus the salt and butter from the popcorn. "Just wait" Mel said as I began to get up. "I'm so stuffed and I don't want everyone seeing my gut. Just wait until everyone has gone"