chapter 6

So was her perfectly proportioned waist and swell of her hips. Her womanhood was plump yet there remained a delicious hand-width of space between her thighs just below it. He felt his arousal grow as she glided towards him.

She seemed to pull oils out of thin air and smoothly poured a small puddle into her palms. As she did so a heady smell of autumn flowers and fresh cut pine filled the air. The oil warmed in her hands and she reached out to spread it over his mountainous curves.

He leaned back groaning with pleasure as he felt her hands slide over his ballooned abdomen, squeezing the rolls of fat swelling over his thighs, his breast fat, her fingers sliding underneath each one. She knelt before him and pushed his legs wider and he felt his belly sag between, hearing her quick intake of breath.
Her fingers seemed to tighten with her desire...but he could tell she was holding back...wanting to focus on him. He felt her fingers slowly slide under the curve of his lower belly, her forearms sliding against the underside as she reached deep underneath to find his erect manhood.

She looked up at him smiling and leaned into his abdomen, sliding her plump breasts against his gorged belly. Her skin was made softer by the oils as she took his hands in hers and placed them over her breasts...the taut nipples scraping the soft flesh of his palms. He felt himself spasm as he touched them, a small lightning bolt deep inside him as he explored their amazing shapes, the heavy softness, her erect nipples forming nubs against his skin. He slid his hands underneath, and cupped them, gently stroking her nipples with his thumbs.

A small moan escaped her lips as her hands explored under his huge shelf again...searching for the hardness at his core. Her hands finding it, grasped and squeezed gently. His moan echoed hers as she found and squeezed again his erect member.

Suddenly she straightened and, standing before him, put her hands on his shoulders and gently but firmly pushed him back onto the bed. As he fell back his belly lifted off his thighs and exposed his shaft to the warm air. "Now ride your fat man", he whispered....beckoning her to mount him. "Ride this belly you have created on a most willing lover."

"Lover..."she murmurs...as if tasting the word on her tongue. "Yes...you are my lover. My fat lover." She placed her hands on his mound and straddled him, gripping him with her thighs. She paused for a moment..."you must be gentle with me my love...I've never shared this act with another man."

"Then we will start slow", he answered. Helping her, holding her hips as she straddled his mountain of a belly, moaning softly as her smoothly shaved womanhood spread wide and pressed into his belly fat, the nub of her clitoris pressing into his softness as his slippery fat molded against her.

She rocked gently, sighing as her open cleft moved against his oil-slick belly fat, then slid down, lowering herself open to his manhood.