chapter 12 part 7

Jenn had supped her way through half a bottle of champagne whilst watching Russell gorge himself before her, and she felt her inhibitions lowering with each additional sip that she took from her glass. She had, of course, watched on enthusiastically as she drank, admiring how easily Russell gave into temptation. It was no wonder he had grown so plump with only a modicum of encouragement from her willing hands.

"B-U-RRRRR-P!"

Russell's loud belch brought Jenn's train of thought to a standstill. The first tray of hors d'oeuvres now lay almost empty in between his legs. Jenn took another sip of her champagne.

"Pardon you!" she chuckled.

She felt her face grow warmer as she realised she'd almost slurred her words. She was drinking and it was not yet midday. The champagne had clearly gone to her head. She counted that Russell had four hors d'oeuvres left on the tray before him.

"Are you done?" she inquired.

Russell nodded, patting his tightly packed belly to emphasise that he was.

"Uh-huh. Sure am. Those were delicious Jenn, but I really am full."

"Glad to hear it," replied Jenn - a touch sarcastically. "Can you slip off your t-shirt? I really want to see your belly".

Jenn was shocked at her own boldness and lack of manners as she had neglected to say please. She drained her champagne glass and put it down on the trolley beside her chair as Russell began to peel off the small t-shirt that she had made him wear.

Russell's cheeks blushed coyly as his bloated belly was slowly revealed. Jenn bit her lower lip as she saw how fat it now looked, spilling heavily as it did over his waistband, and framed by two equally thick and heavy looking love handles. Russell's clear embarrassment at his new softer physique only increased the pleasure Jenn felt.

"Looking pretty portly there Russell," said Jenn with a knowing smile. "Now let me help you try and finish that tray."

"I really am full Jenn," said Russell, feigning protest.

"We'll see, we'll see," tut-tutted Jenn, slightly disengaged.

Jenn slipped off her high heels and kicked them to one side before rising to her feet. She felt a little dizzy from the champagne as she rose, but she remained in control, skilfully locating the zipper to her new dress and undoing it slowly before easing her lithe body out of its fine material. The dress fell to the floor gently. Jenn stepped out of it and saw poor Russell's eyes grow even wider as she reached for the clasp on the back of her bra. She smiled at him as she undid the clasp, and let it also fall to the floor like her dress before it. A pair of black lace lingerie bottoms adorned with two small pink ribbon bows atop each thigh was the only garment that now protected her modesty. Russell's eyes traced Jenn's feminine form greedily.

Jenn picked up the second tray of hors d'oeuvres and walked over to Russell. She placed the tray beside him on the floor, taking great care to make sure that it was within his reach. She then got down on the floor behind him, echoing his shape by stretching her long legs out along next to his and pressing her body into his naked back. Russell felt the warmth of Jenn's breasts as she leaned her body into him, her nipples erect and her long slender legs now touching his. He sensed that she was breathing hastily, her heartbeat beginning to quicken as she wrapped her arms around his waist to massage his belly at will. He could feel her heart beating.

"It's so soft right here," whispered Jenn as her hands kneaded the lower part of Russell's belly as she squeezed her fingers beneath where it tried to spill onto his thighs. She planted delicate kisses along the back of his neck and all along his shoulder blades as her hands continued to work their magic. She felt Russell try to stifle another belch.

"Aw, my poor-poor baby," she whispered in between kisses. "Let Jenn kiss it better. Is there room for any more? ... For me? ... Just one more?"

Jenn buried her face into Russell's back, consciously smiling as she felt him lean forwards to pick up another hors d'oeuvre. She tried to bite playfully at his flesh, letting her teeth run slowly down the nape of his neck as her nostrils snorted at his musty male scent.

"Mmmm, good boy!" she cooed softly but encouragingly in Russell's ear as Russell's placed the hors d'oeuvre into his mouth. Jenn's body began to tingle once more as she listened to Russell chew slowly and then swallow, with some difficulty. She began whispering her own version of sweet nothings in his ear.

"Mmmmm," she sighed softly.

"You're such a glutton Russell ... a real ... p ... i ... g! ..."

"Aren't you?"

"Mmm-hmm. I just adore seeing you pork up like this".


"My ..."


"Helpless ..."


"Little ..."


"Porker".


Jenn oinked jokingly in Russell's ear before letting out a pleasurable sigh as she felt him reach forward to pick up another hors d'oeuvre. She rubbed his belly encouragingly as she rested her right cheek on his back. He felt so warm to her touch as she clutched his soft chest in her hands, feeling his breathing becoming increasingly laboured as he ate more and more.

"Keep going. Keep going," she whispered lovingly, encouragingly ...

"No boyfriend of mine is allowed to leave food on his plate."

"Only two left," announced Russell breaking his silence, as Jenn, her arms still wrapped around him, felt his deep, manly voice reverberate around her small ribcage.

"Hmmm, that's two too many," she whispered lustily in response.

Jenn began to gyrate her pelvis into Russell's lower back to indicate her growing want for him, her body slowly writhing in excitement. She watched intently from her spot behind him as he picked up the remaining two hors d'oeuvres - one in each hand - and stuffed both into his greedy mouth.

"Oh my God! ..." moaned Jenn at the sight of such unabashed gluttony.

In response Russell picked up another two hors d'oeuvres from the next tray and shoved two more into his mouth.

"You pig!!" purred Jenn delightedly, before whispering hotly.

"I need you in me ...".

Russell chewed and swallowed hastily and grabbed two more hors d'oeuvres.

"Really? ... Still not full?" gasped Jenn in disbelief as she rubbed Russell's belly frantically.

"Mmm. You're such a good little pig. C'mon ... take me ... take me please, my sexy fat man!" Jenn began to plead, her body now expectant as Russell popped the treats into his mouth. She wanted to ride him right there and then like a cowgirl, the way he teased her so with his gluttony.

"Just get inside me will you? ... Get inside me now, ... ... please?" pleaded Jenn again as Russell picked up another two hors d'oeuvres.

And at that point, Russell did not need to be asked a third time. He quickly popped both hors d'oeuvres into his mouth and chewed hastily before slapping away the empty tray between his legs as if it were a mere hockey puck, sending it crashing along the floor with a loud clanging rattle. He unbuttoned his shorts, swallowed his final mouthfuls, and turned around to face Jenn, pushing her forthrightly onto her back, her long hair splaying outwards across the floor as she fell back expectantly, smiling joyfully at what was to come.

Jenn was a little shocked by Russell's roughness now, but she loved the fact that he was taking control of the situation, dominating her, for once.

Russell pulled down his shorts and freed himself, already erect, before he gathered each of Jenn's hands and placed them outstretched above her head, pinning them in place with his strong right hand. Jenn squirmed as if it were her first time as he began to peel away her lingerie with his left hand, before running his chubby fingers lightly up and down the inside of her thigh as she lay there naked before him.

She spread her legs as Russell lowered himself onto her, her hands still pinned - yearning wildly to be set free to ravish him. But Russell firmly held his grasp. He let his bloated belly drape onto her toned body, moving it around in slow sensuous circles, raising and lowering its heavy girth, before finally letting its full weight drop heavily onto her in between her legs.

Jenn bit her lip, her body writhing in sweet agony as she felt Russell's full weight upon her - pressing down on her. So soft, so heavy, she whimpered in frustration.

"Oh God! ... F*ck me! ... F*ck me! ... Pleaseeee!!!" she pleaded helplessly, her hands still pinned, her body squirming with agonising want.

Russell smiled as he continued to tease her.

"Feed me dessert afterwards maybe? ... ..."

"To make me fatter? Add even more pounds."

"YESSS!!! Oh God yes!!!!" hissed Jenn excitedly, her face alight with joy, her thighs dampened.

"Take me Russell ... Please, please take me now ... I can't take it anymore!"

And with that final desperate plea, Russell dropped his full weight onto her, and entered her. He began to thrust vigorously. As he freed her hands to hold up his girth, Jenn clawed at his ample back wildly, digging her nails deeply into the soft flesh. She was trapped by his weight, helpless. She came faster than she ever had before as she felt him burying deep down inside her, delighted at the fact that he too could only manage such intensity for a short while - being so out of shape - erupting joyfully soon thereafter before collapsing beside her out of breath.

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I'm writing the last few chapters (06/10/2014) which should be posted over the next few weeks. Thanks for reading this far! :)