chapter 4

She groaned as she felt his gentle fingers moving over her tender skin. "Lord that feels good. I feel so stupid, I was covering myself in sunscreen and forgot about my back and my shoulders...but rest assured my fat bear, the rest of me is perfectly tanned as you can see, even where the sun doesn't normally shine thanks to the sunlight reflecting up off your beautiful beach." Which was true...she was nicely and evenly tanned everywhere, even the underside of her breasts. She rolled her shoulders feeling better "you've got a healing touch, that feels marvelous." She turned around, knelt and resting her hands on his shoulders straddled his lap and slid down his curving front with a little thump. Purring catlike as her round breasts flattened against the top of his abdomen she kissed his chest between his chubby breasts all the way up to his stubbly chin and whispered " I like this beard fat boy, and don't you dare move, I'm very comfortable and...ummm yes, it feels like you are too"

His groin throbbed again as she settled into him, her breasts riding on the crest of his belly, her hands slipping around and under his bulging love handles as they rolled softly over his thighs. "You seem bigger than when I saw you last," he whispered into her neck as she gently squeezed the rolls of flesh between them, "And I like it very much. You are deliciously round when stuffed and I now that I see you like this I think I'd like that to stay."

"You've made me plump and I love it" she nipped his soft neck with her teeth "Not too fat, but just right. But on the other hand you might be more interesting with a little more padding my sweet fat man, because to be honest you're not quite big enough for my liking. But for now I'll make do...you are almost perfect, almost perfectly round....but perfectly handsome and undeniably orgasmic." He gasped as he felt her kissing the top of his belly making her way back up to his lips, pressing so hard into him he thought they would become one before he was ready, moving her thighs against the sides of his stomach he twinged again at their closeness. " Yes, that feels good baby, just like that, exactly that...love me, and let me love you back."

He answered by gathering her into his bulk, her body curving against his huge round belly and in one surge rolled her onto her back, her full breasts sliding liquidly on her chest, her hair fanning out around her head on the bed.

"Me first" he whispered looking down at her luscious body, all her hard edges and sharp corners now erased with a soft thin layer of woman fat, her belly a smooth shallow mound rising above her once flat abdomen. He straddled her, relaxing his belly so it rested on her freshly smoothed groin and rounded abdomen but not so much that would cause her fullness discomfort. On hands and knees he moved up her body until he was kissing her face, her eyes, her lips and so gently her neck and shoulders. Every so often he would inflate his belly so it pressed down against her fullness, watching her eyes for any signs of distress but finding only pleasure there.

He moved his lips to her chest, kissing and nuzzling first between the soft fleshy mounds, then up their soft tanned undersides soon finding her nipples and teasing them erect with his tongue, loving the feel of her shuddering beneath him.

"Let it flow baby doll" he whispered as he move over her, dragging his soft hanging belly side to side over her, every so often leaning down and again taking an erect nipple in his mouth, feeling her shudder over and over as he stroked them with his tongue. He took his time, wanting to give as much pleasure to her as he possibly could, ignoring the pain and discomfort from supporting his great weight over her, gently and slowly bringing her deep inner throbbing to a white hot orgasmic blaze...right to the edge he would take her and hold her there at her precipice, gently touching her, stroking her, loving her as he slowly and steadily stoked the fires of pleasure inside her.

She kissed his soft chest with such ferocious longing she thought she would explode, but then something inside her twisted 90 degrees. This time she wanted to be taken differently.

"Yes baby, you like to have control. But no...not this time, this time you do what I want." And with one dizzying movement he was suddenly on his back, his face red from his recent exertions, her hands pinning his to the bed. She was breathless as she held sway over him, doing her best with his soft heaving belly getting in the way. "You are going to do what I want...and what I want is you to bring me to heaven and back right here, like this, right now fat man."

"I am yours" he whispered, willing himself to succumb to her aggression and a little surprised...this is new. "Tell me what you wish" he said as he struggled briefly but realized she was stronger than she looked and indeed had him pinned to the bed, magnifying his weight with hers, his hands outstretched, his wrists held against the bed as if held in two padded vices as she began to tease him with rounded belly and her breasts, now inches from his lips, her center finding and teasing his.

He arched his hips underneath her, slowly moving into her, deeply impaling her, thrusting into her, then bucking her as if she was riding a fat pony. Incredibly aroused he realized his own peak was coming close, too close so he slowed...struggling to control his throbbing ache he abandoned his motion and lay pliable and quiet beneath her, basking in her control of him. Powerless to move his hands and arms he let her wash over him like a warm cloud, every touch of her, her tongue, her lips, her soft hanging breasts sent throbbing waves of pleasure through him. He grunted as she squeezed her thighs together forcing his belly fat up into hers.

She felt their bodies intertwined, his arms around her soft curving waist, his strong hands caressing the smooth skin of her back and belly and breasts, her hips moving in a fluid motion in the saddle of his lap, his hardness deep inside her, their hands clasping in absolute ecstasy as their skin slid softly and sweetly against the other, impaled and locked tight in that saddle of his belly and thighs, joined together as they moved together as one, spiraling together ever higher, feeling a tightening and then the beginning of an endless eruption which he matched, volcanically, their cries of pleasure startling the shorebirds, their mutual release timed perfectly with the crashing of the rising surf just outside.


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