Cindy’s story

Chapter 5 newer than she knew pt2

Fred was, once again, on cloud nine. He returned the hug, holding his arms up and holding Cindy without getting up. Cindy said “You should try it for yourself! This stuff is too good for the chef himself to miss it!” Fred smiled, he wouldn’t call himself “chef” for a sandwich, but she’s right, he should have his own creation. Fred scooped up some cranberry sauce with his sandwich and took a bite. It was damned good, the variation of texture, temperature, and taste was totally terrific. But Fred couldn’t help but think that he would rather watch Cindy eat both sandwiches than take one for himself, he shook the thought out of his head. That would sound creepy if he asked, and besides, Fred was pretty hungry himself. So he took another bite as Cindy sat down. Then Cindy sat down and the two talked as they ate. They spoke about music, shows, ideals, even politics and religion, even though you really aren’t supposed to do that around the dinner table.

After what felt like hours, but wasn’t nearly that long, Cindy finished her half sandwich and, noticing that Fred was already done himself, decided she’d take another shot at being a seductress. She felt like it was kind of dumb when you get down to it. But the idea of being able to turn someone on and control their desires always made her feel powerful. So Cindy pushed her plate to the side and leaned forward to reach across the table, being sure to give Fred a full view of her cleavage. Cindy was on the larger end of a C cup, and used to joke around with her friends that it’s a C+. She was very much aware of it, and knew the effect it had on most guys. Hell, that allure was one of the few levers she’d had over Craig, and even if her main lever with Fred was going to ne eating, being sexy in the traditional sense too couldn’t hurt now. Cindy said “So, do you have any other plans for this date?” in the most obviously suggestive manner that she could muster. But before Fred could answer came a DING DONG sound. The doorbell, now, of course. Fred got up and said “Oh, that must be the pizza. I’d forgotten all about that. Even if we don’t eat any tonight I’ve got to get that.” As he stood up and started going to the door. As he walked by her Cindy reached out and gave Fred a quick squeeze, while letting go she tried to subtlety feel up the front of his pants. It was a sneaky thing to do, but information gathering is vital! Cindy noticed that Fred was at a semi, “Now to test a little theory.” She whispered to herself once Fred was out of earshot.

Once Fred had paid for the pizza he headed toward the fridge and Cindy put her plan into motion, taking an exaggerated inhale through her nose she said “Maybe I would like a slice or two after all.” Or three, or four, she thought. Fred set the pizza on the table and pat Cindy on the head, saying “Anything for you love.” Cindy wondered what he meant by his choice of words, but shrugged and kept her thoughts to herself. Fred set down the box of pizza and put a slice on each of their plates, mainly just to be symmetrical.

Cindy decided to keep Fred’s face in her line of sight, focusing on him as she ate. Thankfully he didn’t seem to notice, and had a similar look on his face as before. With each passing moment Cindy became more confidant that her prior assessment of Fred’s desires was correct. He continued to wear that sappy look of adoration. It was dumb, but cute in a weird sort of way. So Cindy kept eating well beyond being full, not enough to be suffering, but enough to be slightly uncomfortable. Cindy thought it was funny, she imagined Craig screaming at her to stop eating, it made her want more just to piss him off. Rationally Cindy knew that Craig wouldn’t care anymore, and that he couldn’t see it anyway, but spite drove her to eat almost as much as her love of Fred, or at least her love of having him wrapped around her little finger.

Meanwhile Fred’s mind was completely flooded with perverse thoughts. He imagined taking Cindy bent over on the table, then he imagined her eating the entire pizza, then he imagined her eating another pizza while he took her, bent over the table. Fred couldn’t help but wonder if these were the thoughts that went through his friends’ minds when he was younger. It would explain a lot. As he watched Cindy’s second slice turn into a third and then a fourth Fred couldn’t help but think. This was after he made her that sandwich, what would she eat on an empty stomach, and what would she eat if it was a kind of food she liked even more. Fred was fully aware that these thoughts were not normal, but he didn’t care too much, he was aware that his pants were getting more uncomfortable with each passing moment, but he didn’t care much about that beyond wanting to take them off. “God I want you so badly right now.” He said out loud, then literally bit his tongue, but it was too late. The words had been said, and Cindy looks like she heard them. Cindy smiled and lifted up a slice, saying “So this is what you like then?” before taking a bite of her, nearly finished, slice. Fred caught himself nodding before he could even think of how to answer.

Cindy swallowed the last bite of her fourth slice of pizza, she couldn’t remember a time she was this full. But she still wanted more, thoughts of Craig’s disgusted, hate filled face flooded her mind alongside the thought of Fred’s absolutely awestruck one. Cindy was feeling more excited and ready to go than she could remember as well. So she decided to keep playing up the role of seductress and keep having fun with this. If it meant eating more than she wanted, then so be it. Cindy stood up, holding her final slice of pizza in her hand, and did he best alluring walk around the table, swaying her hips and crossing her legs slightly with each step. Based on the hungry look on Fred’s face it was working. When she got around to Fred Cindy continued to act on instinct, and what she said next was a surprise to even Cindy herself. She wrapped her arms around the, still sitting, Fred’s head and pulled him in close, burying his head in her cleavage as she spoke, “Now,” Cindy said in a voice dripping with lust, “I see that look on your face. You look like a man whose fantasizing about,” and she lightly grazed the front of his pants with one hand. Cindy had never felt a guy bigger or harder than this, so she licked her lip as she unzipped his pants, saying “Something,” and pausing for some time before saying “Dirty. Why don’t you tell me, and we’ll see some dreams come true.” Before bending her knees and kissing Fred hard on the lips, while lightly stroking his member as it popped free of his pants. God it felt big, it felt good, Cindy wanted it, badly, and she wanted it now.

Fred felt like he was already near exploding, and being more honest than he was suave he just said it, “I’m afraid I’ll finish too fast for that if we-“ and, before even mentioning he was still a virgin, Fred was cut off by a hand stroking his member, which made him immediately shut his mouth as the feeling of pleasure combined with his excitement to blind out all rational thought. Cindy began to get down on her knees and said “Alright then, you can take me for round two,” while continuing to stroke Fred’s member, Cindy said “Besides, I still want dessert.” As she lowered her head near Fred’s member, sinking onto her knees as her head dropped. Cindy’s mouth wrapped around Fred and her tongue ran down his shaft, it felt so good that he shuddered a bit as he let his head fall back and closed his eyes.

Now, Cindy had never really enjoyed going down on a man before this, it felt kind of demeaning to be honest. But here? Now? High on power and lust? This actually felt pretty fucking good. Fred’s every breath just screamed that he was loving this, which only drove Cindy to go faster and harder. She was enjoying herself almost as much as Fred even. Fred said something about Cindy stopping if she didn’t want him to finish in her mouth. Cindy sped up as one thought filled her mind. Silly boy, doesn’t be realize that’s exactly what I want? As he finished Fred filled Cindy’s mouth more than she would have expected, she nearly gagged on his juices before swallowing and licking her lips. It was funny, Cindy almost came herself just from knowing how much Fred was enjoying this. She’d always been able to drink in her partner’s pleasure, it’d the only reason she ever finished with Craig she suspected. But Cindy wanted to finish at this point, no, she needed to. Cindy realized two things then and there. There was still more pizza, and if her eating got Fred this excited, then it should help him get ready again sooner too. With these thoughts in mind Cindy picked up the slice of pizza that was left in Fred’s plate, and looked at him with a smile, saying “Hope you don’t mind if I have a bite while I wait for the main event.” Stroking his member as she spoke to bring it back to life, “You know me, when I start eating I just want everything inside me.” Cindy felt Fred’s member twitch as she spoke, she thought she felt it stiffen up a bit too, so she kept going as she took a giant bite, angling it so it was in the dead center of Fred’s field of vision.

Cindy didn’t even notice the pain in her stomach at all, she was completely swept up in the moment. All that she cared to think about was Fred, how good he would feel inside of her, how much he must be loving this, and what she could do to get him ready faster. But it turns out this was plenty quick as is, Fred was ready to go again before Cindy could even finish the slice. It probably helped that she stopped to make suggestive moaning sounds and lick tomato sauce every so often. When Fred was hard again Cindy said “Ever had a girl do this?” and stood up before inserting Frank into herself as he sat on the chair. Part of Cindy’s mind was afraid the chair may not be able to hold her weight when she began bouncing up and down. A fear that dissolved the moment she began to feel this. Cindy gave a shuddering moan of “Yes-s-s-s.” as she settled into place. As Cindy began to alternate between rocking back and forth and sliding up and down Fred’s shaft she said “Do whatever you want.” And Fred listened. He didn’t normally think much about sex, but something about Cindy filled him with a lust he’d never known before. Fred was rendered completely unable to think by the sheer pleasure he felt with this beautiful woman bouncing on him. Cindy took notice of it and said “Here,” and put a nipple inside Fred’s mouth, letting out another gasp before she said “Suck.” As a simple command, one Fred followed without hesitation. After a moment of breathing heavily Cindy had a thought and decided she could turn Fred on even more by saying it out loud “Yes! Just fuck me and suck on me and I’ll just keep bouncing and eating.” Cindy remembered Fred’s slice of pizza in the table, the one he never touched because he wasn’t hungry and just wanted to watch Cindy eat anyway. So she grabbed the slice and said “Want to see more?” before she took a bite. Cindy was too wrapped up in the feeling of being sexy, combined with the actual sex, to even notice that Fred couldn’t see her eating with his face buried in her chest like it was. But she felt driven to this and took a bite, then another, then another. Cindy began screaming like a porn starlet between bites, as the waves of pleasure from her mind, her chest, her pussy, everything collapsed in on her together. Cindy and Fred finished at the same time as Cindy screamed, dropping the last bit of crust on her sixth slice of pizza on the floor.