Bellysex (part 1)

Chapter 3 - 3

After another few rounds Nicole had been obliged to remove her top, and sat there with her hands folded unconsciously over the round little potbelly that had popped out, still a little shy about it despite her drunken state. A little glimpse of her left nipple peeped over the top of her bra, which she had failed to notice. She leant forward to draw from the remaining few cards, her belly squashing fatly into her thighs, and sat up with her selection. A look of surprise flashed across her face and her hand flew to her mouth, before she began to giggle and slowly turned the card around for the others to see. The King of Hearts. The other three Kings lay sprawled on the table, amidst the meagre remains of the food. She began to stand up.

"You know it's only a game...I mean, you don't have to..." said Joe, slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, but I want to..." she smiled, steadying herself with an uncertain hand on the low table.

Joe could hardly contain his excitement. His breathing was heavy and his hard-on had grown in seconds to its full size; the plump girl's eyes flashed over his straining boxers appreciatively. She took the couple of steps over to him and ran a finger up the length of his cock, then with a sexy smile continued walking past him and knelt down in front of Gem's chair, easing open the fat girl's legs and squeezing between them. Joe was initially filled with disappointment, but as he continued to watch, Nicole placed her hands on the sides of Gemma's gorged stomach and squeezed, so that the chubby girl's belly-fat bulged out in front of her. Nicole brought her face close to the mound of heaving fat and planted a gentle kiss just below the belly button, looking up into Gemma's face. Gemma stared back, apparently awe-struck but making no move to resist. Nicole closed her eyes and began to lick Gemma's belly, squeezing it in her hands and tracing the folds of flesh with her extended pink tongue. Gemma sat back, fluttering eyes fixed on her quivering stomach and her mouth languidly half-open, making little groans of appreciation and opening her legs a little wider. Now Nicole lingered with her tongue around Gemma's deep belly button, pushed her face into the mound of flesh, then opened her lips and took a mouthful of soft fat, sucking and nibbling, all the time rubbing and kneading the bulging gut of the other girl, who was groaning rhythmically and making small thrusting motions with her hips. As Nicole licked and sucked, her big breasts pressed into Gemma's loins and her fat little paunch sat heavy on her kneeling thighs. Nicole finally pulled away from the heaving pink belly and pushed Gemma's legs upwards, so that the fat girl's stomach was squashed and folded, then slowly began to ease the pink thong down over her smooth hips.

Joe sat watching, transfixed and incredibly horny. His throbbing cock was straining against the fabric of his stretched boxers but he was enjoying watching this spectacle so much that he didn't even think of moving. The thong was halfway down Gemma's thighs, then around her calves, then Nicole dropped it on Joe's crotch and slowly split Gemma's legs, still raised in the air, until her knees were over the arms of her chair. Her plump pink little puss was slick with her juices, and Nicole knelt down once again. She planted a line of soft kisses down Gemma's quivering tummy and over her clean-shaven pubic mound, then began to tease the plumper's clitoris with her nimble lips and tongue. As the plump girl licked and sucked and nuzzled her hot cooch, Gemma arched her back, thrusting out her fat gut and small plump tits, her arms hooked over the back of the chair. She was breathing rhythmically and heavily, occasionally breaking into a little moan. Gradually, as Nicole's mouth pleasured her succulent pussy, her hands once again massaging the heavy bag of fat that was her stomach, the little groans became more and more frequent until Gemma was writhing and moaning, her breasts shaking and her pink gut convulsing and wobbling. Nicole pushed her through seven or eight such quaking orgasms before letting her rest, then the fat girl lay panting like an animal. Nicole slid her body up onto Gemma's and kissed her, their gorged bellies squashing together; one small, plump, round and pale, and the other pink and fat and wobbling. Then Nicole whispered something in Gemma's ear and they both looked at Joe. They raised themselves up and sat either side of him on the sofa, their soft flesh pressing against his body.

Nicole reached round behind her and popped open her bra, letting it fall and finally releasing her wobbling breasts. Gemma, meanwhile, was removing Joe's boxers. His cock stood throbbing to attention, pink and long. Gemma, on his left, moved closer to him, hooking her left leg over his so that her hot pussy was on his thigh and her fat stomach pressed against his dick. Feeling the warm, pliable flesh of her gut against his manhood, Joe let out a groan of appreciation. Now Nicole did likewise, sandwiching his cock between their soft round bellies. The two girls kissed again, and Joe bowed his head and began to lick their breasts, his hands clutching their chubby hips. His tongue was lost among a cluster of hard nipples and hot firm flesh, flicking over Gemma's fat little tits and Nicole's large succulent bosoms. Their stomachs were rubbing his cock, pressing and closing around it until together they formed an orifice, and it seemed that the two plump girls had become a single entity of fatness and warmth that was enveloping him. He could control himself no longer and came, the hot white fluid exploding between the girls' chubby stomachs and covering them as they jiggled and heaved.

As Joe lay there, barely conscious in the wake of his shuddering orgasm, Gemma pushed Nicole back and began to lick the juice from her wobbling potbelly. She held it between her hands and cleaned the quivering flesh, swallowing every last drop, and then Nicole returned the favour, lying across Joe so that her soft underhanging belly pressed against his own toned stomach. All three soon fell asleep there on the sofa, Joe's hands resting contentedly on the girls' plump paunches.