chapter 11

"Nothing like the present I have waiting for you.." She thought to herself, daydreaming of all the things she wanted to experience with this man. She found the elevator and stood waiting for it to reach them, loving the sensation of him beside her. Finally, with a muted chime, the doors did open.

She was relieved to see that it was empty. She felt the poor guy had had enough embarrassment for the night without being crammed into an elevator with judgemental idiots. She carefully guided him inside and looked to him to push the needed button.

He reached around her and pressed the topmost button. "Yes," he smiled as he heard her gasp, "the penthouse...high above the hoi poloi" he teased. Then seeing her frown he added "Actually its the only suite with a bathroom large enough to accommodate yours truly...the view over the pacific is a bonus I admit."

He opened the door with his pass card and bowed...as much as he could as full as he was, and ushered her in to the palatial suite.

"Yes, full kitchen, two bedrooms dining room and an entertaining area...that's a Bosendorfer Imperial grand by the way...about 250 thousand dollars that model...maybe I'll teach you how to play chopsticks."

He leaned down and took her hands in his and held them to the sides of his distended belly. "After I digest a bit so I can sit comfortably."

Feeling her press further into his softness he took liberty and kissed her.

At first she stiffened, a moment of nervousness flying through her. But she relaxed and returned the kiss, gently at first but with a steadily growing passion. Her hands pressing into his large, soft body as she leaned in, wanting to be closer to him. One hand moved up to the side of his face and gently stroked it before moving to his hair. Her fingers wrapped up in his soft hair and pulled him closer. He took advantage of the move by taking a step into her and pushing her against the wall. He pressed himself into her, his kisses full of barely contained urgency. He pressed harder against her, causing her to let out a small groan.

His belly would have molded around her and touch the wall either side if he hadn't been so full. As it was the pressure gave him intense discomfort, upsetting him and triggered his acid reflux.

He backed away quickly covering his mouth. "Sorry he whispered, I forgot how full I am. Oh lord...let me take some tums or something and I should be ok."

With a grunt he picked up the two large boxes she had dropped during his assault and set them on the huge serving bar suspecting the contents somewhat ruefully. He massaged his swollen gut as he rustled through the cabinets for the antiacid, watching her out of the corner of his eye, admiring her and blessing his good fortune.

She watched him fumbling for the medicine nd felt herself grow warm and wet in a very private area of her body. Oh how she wanted him...to explore for the first time someone like him, to complete her, fill her with his essence, to kiss and touch him all over.

She moved up next to him as he found what he needed and chewed the chalky tablets. She turned him around slowly and pushed him gently back towards the bed. It was like maneuvering a small elephant. Lowering him down to the soft covers, she began to massage his large expanse of full belly. She heard him moan as she slipped her hands under his shirt and her skin made contact with his.

Her hands were liquid warmth as they moved over his swollen abdomen, it was as if she somehow knew intuitively where he needed to be touched, or stroked or deeply massaged to ease his intense distress.

Never before had he felt these exquisite sensations as his body was explored. He realized his shirt hasd somehow disappeared as his upper belly and breasts were caressed by the flame tipped icicles of her fingers. He could do nothing but lie there immobile, unwilling and unable to move he was so overwhelmed. Protesting didn't even enter his mind as he felt her lean over him, her lips and tongue discovering the softness of his neck fat, her petal soft lips brushing his as he lay there, his eyes closed in exquisite pleasure.

Her fingers and lips were everywhere, snaking into his deep navel, spelunking its soft vagina-like cavern, swirling in the surrounding soft fatness, gasping as her tongue traced down the great soft bulge of his underbelly, now pushed out over his upper thighs by its contents.

"oh god..." he whispered, "don't stop"

"Never baby...I won't stop.." She murmured against his skin. Her fingers worked at his remaining clothes, gently exposing the rest of his body. His huge, magnificent body... her tongue and lips trailing warm wet circles over every square inch of his newly revealed skin. "I need you baby. I need to feel you in me and on me. Please...."

She looked down at him with her warm, sparkling blue eyes. Her hands tightening on his soft rolls, softly moaning as she pressed herself into him.

"How do you know how to do that...where to touch me?" He gasped in a startled whisper, both puzzled and amazed at how skillfully she manipulated his sensations...his arousal, for now he was...very aroused. He willed himself to soften, thinking no, this was not going how he planned...it was all happening too fast.

He reached up and pulled her onto him straddling his huge thighs, her shorts flattening his softened manhood back into his pillow like pubic fat. "There's plenty of time for that," he whispered smiling, "let's look at you for awhile" and slowly unbuttoned the light blouse which was struggling to confine her full bosom.

He let out a wondrous breath as he slowly exposed her, releasing her breasts to swing free as he slipped the thin fabric over her shoulders, pushing it down her smooth back with trembling fingers.

"Magnificent" he breathed as he gently stroked the warm curve of their undersides with his fingertips, smiling as her nipples began to harden and her aureolas puckered in her arousal.