Chapter 4

He smirked and sat up straight.  He peeled his snug white t-shirt up and over his head, tossing it on the bed next to him.  It was my turn to catch my breath.  His broad chest and shoulders looked strong,  yet soft and heavily padded with fat.  His areolas were large, just begging for my mouth.  His softened chest rested on top of his massive, doughy belly, which sprawled out across his thick, wide-spread thighs and around his sides.    

I sat back on the floor, mouth open and stunned.  “You are unbelievably gorgeous.”  

He took his gut in both hands and gave it a little shake, still smiling evilly.  I shuddered with desire.  He grinned more broadly, enjoying the effect it was having on me.  I pushed himself up to standing, and offered me his hand to stand too. Good thing, as I was feeling more than a little wobbly.  He pulled me in close, and I finally got to feel his soft flesh against mine.  I was absolutely dizzy.  I hardly felt him unclasp my bra, or tug my thong off my hips – somehow I was just naked, pressed against him, hands exploring whatever they could reach.  I tried to wrap my arms around him and was pleased - but not surprised - when I couldn’t even come close.  With difficulty, I pulled his cargos and boxer briefs off him together, stopping to nibble on his soft, flabby inner thighs as I did.  I stood, and his hands found my breasts and began gently pinching  my nipples.  I whimpered in pitiful, agonized lust.  His hands continued down my body,  and grabbed me at the waist, hard enough to be deliciously painful.  "So tiny," he gasped.  I took the opportunity to finally get my hands on his big tits.  I grabbed one in each hand, suckling and nibbling them in turn as he hissed in pleasure.  "So fat," I sighed, weighing his tits in my hands.  I ran my hands over his thick side rolls, "So fucking fat and perfect..." I moaned.  At hearing that, he squeezed my waist even tighter, picked me up, turned me around, and shoved me back onto the bed.  He spread my legs wide and stood between my thighs, his fat belly sagging onto my pussy.   He grabbed his gut with both hands and started jiggling it so it brushed against my clit.  I writhed on the bed, pushing myself up towards his softness, but he kept his gut just gently grazing me.  He was in control now, and seemed to be enjoying keeping me in a state of miserable want.  I squirmed and whined, "More, please, more..."

"More? Like this, you mean?"  He smiled and jiggled his gut against me faster, bouncing and shaking himself against me. "Or maybe you'd like it bigger?" I moaned loudly and nodded vigorously.  It was the best I could manage.  I reached up to touch his wobbling fat, but he grabbed my hands away,  pinning them above my head again, pressing his considerable mass against me.  

He panted close to my ear, "It's bigger than it was a few months ago." I whimpered as imagined him growing.  I was still so shocked that I was being dominated by a gorgeous fat man that I couldn't even talk.  "I could've used a little feeder like you to stuff my belly.  Can't you just imagine me, sitting on the couch, too full and lazy to move?"

"Yes," I gasped and squirmed,  "god, yes.  I wish I could've seen that... "

He ground his fat body into mine as he spoke. "Maybe you'll still get the chance... I always seem to be eating more and more... getting bigger and fatter and softer... sitting on my ass watching TV and swelling up... my gut hanging out of my shirt as eat way too much again and again...   it seems like I'm constantly full these days.

His teasing was too much; I snapped.  I wrenched my wrists out of his grasp, grabbing his fat sides.  Our mouths found each other in an absolute frenzy of lust.  He rolled onto his side, and I followed, both of us groping  and sucking whatever we could reach.   Finally I pulled away from devouring him and begged, "Fuck me, please, oh please...."

He moved fast for a fat boy.  He pushed himself up off the bed, stood, and flipped me over onto my stomach.  I got on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed, and watched him over my shoulder as he lifted his enormous belly and rested it on my tight ass. It poured over my sides and up into the small of my back.  I moaned at the visual and in anticipation.  I reached under to guide him into me, stroking his balls in the process.  He grabbed me by the hips, and started pounding himself into me.  The feeling of his huge gut sloshing on top of me, the slamming girth of his cock, the sound of his heavy breathing - it was all almost too much.  I came quickly, as did he soon thereafter, both of us screaming in pleasure.