A thanksgiving feast

chapter 2

Once again the emergency at work did not turn out to be nearly that urgent. Oh well, at least she could make the best of it. She tried to follow the conversation, but intrusive pictures kept creeping in. Him, eating slowly , eating carefully, expanding and expanding his stomach. Pictures of his upper belly pushing out farther and farther, his breath coming harder. And not without reason her own coming harder as she imagined straddling his increasing width. As she thought of him growing more full, her own nipples grew hard and dampness touched her inner thighs. Pictures of stroking his stomach, feeling its arch and feeling the warm softness of his fat produced a faraway stare that hopefully no one could read behind.

Imagining returning and finding him waiting, naked, maybe if she was lucky even still groaning a bit. She thought about the massage necessary to relieve his pressure enough that she could lie down and pull him gently, slowly down on her taking every bit of weight she could stand as his belly pushed harder and harder.

She might not be able to fit him into her from there, but the struggle to do so would only make both of them more aroused, more frantic, the rolls and waves of his stomach as he struggled over her pressing into her right above her pubic bones, massaging her deeply from above driving her into orgasm before he could even enter. It was time to leave, to touch and enjoy her delicious fat man.


He swam into awareness at the unexpected shock of her gentle exploring touch. She was home! He kept his eyes closed and followed her fingers as they slid back and forth across the new crease where his belly folded up and away from his breastbone. He felt her kneeling between his thighs, the rough silk of her business suit jacket smooth/sharp on the tender skin there as she leaned into him. Then her lips again on the most distended point of his belly, right where it curved away from him, still firm. He opened his eyes in a slit to see the top of her head and could feel her tongue lightly alternating with her nipping lips as she nuzzled him.



He struggled to reach her but as she felt his muscles tense she reached to push his arms down. "Relax lover, let me taste you and experience this day's excess. I am so proud of you."



He groaned, fully erect now, as he felt the mass of his belly move in her hands. One hand now either side of his gross belly now pressing inwards, forcing his swollen gut out and toward her, the surface fat moulding itself to her sweet face and questing tongue.



She pushed him back fractionally as her hands left him briefly. "Keep your eyes closed, my special boy, I want to reward you." He heard the rustle of clothes and then the unimaginably loving warmth of her against him.



He grunted in pleasure, his skin stretching as he reclined against the overstuffed pillows on his feeding couch. She had placed a large one at the small of his back causing him to arch, almost uncomfortably, the position forcing his belly out in a smooth, tight curve.

"Please be gentle, I'm afraid I really overdid it", he said. She smiled, watching the play of light on his underbelly and upper thighs as his belly lifted off them. "Oh, I will", she said softly, sliding her fingers along the base of his now exposed underbelly.

He was warm and exquisitely soft wherever she touched. She rested her upper arms on his thighs as she worked on him, watching his erection swell and subside. She knew that she must keep all his muscles relaxed or he would start to cramp and she began deep strokes between his pelvis and hip and the foothills of his rising gut. She worked side to side, alternating, his oiled flesh sliding between her fingers.

Every so often she leaned forward and gently kissed his underbelly, then...fingers following her lips, she kneaded the shallow, barely visible centre line between his pubic crease and naval.

"Happy Thanksgiving baby," she whispered pulling him to his feet, almost orgasming as she saw his gorged belly swell outwards, suspended off his thighs by it's contents, "I have your desert for you in the bedroom ...me."


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Comments

Lovemesomebi... 5 years
very nice, very good. i likey.

the underbelly is a wonderful place.

HOT :-)

email you later. gotta go m.....umblebate first.


;-)


more belly pics! i like that you like small women. chat soon, L.