Desired Words

Chapter 1 - Desired Words

I just stood there holding that funnel like it had been fussed to my hand. Remnants of a banana shake I had just finished, dripped soundlessly on the floor beside me as I peeked into his study and silently watched him at work. It had been weeks since he’s fed me, really fed me. Yes of course I ate on the daily, I tried my hardest to stuff myself as much as I could. I craved to be at my heaviest and so did he, so doing it for him too sounded perfect. I loved making him happy, but he’s been so stressed lately, work has really been coming down hard on everyone at his firm. He’s had to put his entire focus on presenting and completing a flawless case proposal to an important client. I’m not angry with him though, no, I could never be. This Man has worked so hard to give us the life hes told me we both deserve, how could I hold it against him and not be understanding. I worry about him though, I can feel through our bond that he’s as much in need of me as I am of him. God, how I can feel the build up of desire in the air whenever we pass by each other, it’s always the hardest thing to keep walking and let him get back to work. I know he cares for me, there’s no doubt about it in my mind. I’m reminded each morning when I receive a notification telling me breakfast is almost at my door. Every lunchtime when I receive a call from his assistant asking what today’s order will be. And we can’t forget dinner and the loads of snacks I’d need for the remainder of the night. I eat it all, completely stuff myself every single night. It’s just not the same without him. Not the same without his sultry voice encouraging me to take one more bit, the chill that runs down my spine every time I earn a ‘that’s my good girl’. All the belly rubs that somehow make lots more room for deliciousness to slide down my throat. But in truth, it’s always those eyes that get me. Those eyes have the ability to hypnotize me on the spot with just one glance. Once those intense piercing orbs lock onto mine I know this will be a night of pure bliss, lust, and passion. His fists slamming down on his desk snapped me out of my thoughts and I focused back on the hulking figure who’s stiffly looming over his laptop. Fingers roughly rake through his thick salt and peppery hair, those should be my fingers! The tension in his shoulders were beckoning me to try and get him to relax, I didn’t like seeing him so bunched up, but there was only one thing that ever helped him in a state like this, but I wasn’t sure if now was a good time. He was working and I didn’t want to interfere or break him off a rhythm he might be on, but I also couldn’t just let this continue to happen to him. I stared down at the funnel in my hand and held a hand up to my belly, yes definitely full, but for him, in this moment, I would do anything to see those shoulders as relaxed as they could be. Having decided, I set off back to the kitchen and started blending up a new shake. I could feel the anticipation building in my lower belly as i added the weight gained and watched the concoction blend into a smooth cream, she was as excited for this as the rest of me was. Yes I did need this, but my king needed it even more. As I stood nervously outside his office door once more, insecure thoughts started knocking to get in, what if he says no, what if this isn’t enough to distract his stressfulness, what if he’s too busy to notice me, what if..what if he rejects me? No, I couldn’t think like that and let those insecurities get in my way. I adjust the baby pink sheer fitted nighty I put on, his favorite one actually, swallowed the insecurities and gently pushed open his door with slightly shaky hands. I kept my head down as I approach him with the shake and funnel in my hands and knelt before him. I can hear his breathing pick up in pace, that’s a good sign. As adrenaline fills my veins I muster the courage to slowly look up and meet his gaze, silently pleading for him. I try and speak but my raged breathing is making that quite difficult, all I can manage to squeak out was a very labored, “please” and the world suddenly turned on its axis as he sprung forward crushing his lips to mine. I managed to hold onto the shake and not spill a single drop of it. None could go to waste. I maneuver to place the shake and funnel down on his desk and let my arms snake around his neck, pulling him even closer against me. My hands roam over every inch they can get to and I’m met with a satisfied moan of approval as I lick the weak spot on his neck. “I need you so bad baby, I can’t stand it anymore” he confesses, earning me a firm smack on my ass ‘oh god I’ve missed this’ i gasp throwing back my head. He takes this opportunity to thrust his tongue deep in my mouth, most likely tasting the banana I had just eaten a bit ago and moans in approval once more. His hands move to my lower belly and in one swift swoop lifts and lets the heaviness of it rest in his arms “fuck yes” he moans as he kisses me deeper lifting and lowering my belly as if he were doing reps at the gym. I slide my hands up and down his arms feeling as they flex and bulge with each rep he completes. A single loud burp suddenly escaped my lips catching me off guard “oops” I say sheepishly as my face heats up a bit embarrassed “Stand up baby” he says breathlessly “I need to do this now” he finishes as he helps me off my knees and sits me down in his office chair. It’s a new addition, and a lot stronger than the other 2 chairs that didn’t quite make the cut. I’m brought back to the moment when He bends down to kiss me gently this time. when he pulls away, the shake and funnel are already in his hands willing and ready to assist. I lick my lips in anticipation and when I looked back up at him, I see, those eyes. The switch of intensity they give off is enough to make me cum right here and now, but it’s just the beginning, oh god how I loved staring into those deep chocolate pools. This was pure need, pure feral testosterone to claim what was rightfully his. And I willingly submit to it. I willingly let my king take control and let him lead me to complete bliss. Without breaking eye contact, he places the funnel gently in my mouth. “I know you’re already full baby” he says as he gently rubs my belly in smooth, soothing circles. “But I know you’re going to be a good girl and clean your plate nicely for me, isn’t that right?” Fuck, my pussy lips were already getting soaked and the feeding hadn’t even begun. With the tube in my mouth I could only vigorously nod my head in agreement. “That’s my beautiful girl” he smiles, then lifts the shake and starts to pour. When the sweet smooth liquid touches my tongue i instinctively begin to swallow, never breaking eye contact. The shake seems 10 times more delicious this time around and I begin to chug the delicious banana cheesecake shake intentionally. “Yes baby, you’re doing so well” he says all while rubbing my belly. “Has my fat precious queen been hungry?” ‘More than you know’ I think to myself and nod once more moaning with delight at his words and touch. With each swallow I feel my belly stretch beyond what even I am able to push her, only my king could guide me to my absolute limit, only he could help me achieve this goal. Suddenly I feel his hand snake down in between my legs and glides a finger up in between my drenched lips and circles once around my clit. My legs spread wider to give my king better access, they begin trembling from the release I craved so much. I loudly moan, circling my hips to encourage more of his magic touch, but his hand pulls away and he raises his finger to the light, inspecting the clear glazed coating. My cheeks flush once more as I continue to drink my shake. My hands wanting a task, so they touch, find and squeeze one of my breasts as he places his glistened finger in his mouth ‘oh fuck yes’ my breath comes out more labored at such a hot action. I feel my clit twitch in anticipation for the attention those lips would give her soon “Mmm you’re soo delicious babygirl, oh how I’ve missed tasting your sweetness. You want to have a taste?” He asks in a teasing voice as he glides his finger once again up and down my wetness. I moan and nod my head reeling at the dance those fingers were doing on me. I slurp up what’s left in the funnel and spit the tube out leaving my tongue hanging out of my mouth, ready to taste how sweet he said I was, but he just pops his finger quickly to his lips and sucks it clean. “But I thought..” I started to say before he crushed his lips to mine and snaked his tongue against mine allowing me to taste a plethora of flavors all at once. Banana, his meaty slick tongue, essence of honeydew, cheesecake, his hot breath. “More” I whispered against his lips In between kisses. I didn’t want any of this to stop, I wanted more, I needed more, I couldn’t stop until I was stuck in this chair with no strength to stand or move. The softest ‘please’ slipped from my lips and without skipping a beat, my king sprang upright. He placed the remaining of the shake in a hanging type funnel that would allow me to drink without the need of his hands. They needed to be focused on other delicious things. After he finished rigging up his device, he placed the tube in my mouth again, leaned me gently as far back as the chair would allow, and lifted each one of my legs and placed them on his desk, but not before giving each leg roll a kiss and caress first. “I’ve also been ravenous my queen, now it’s time for your king to eat” with a sparkle in his eye, he disappeared under his desk and the next thing I heard was a very labored command that I would not dare defy. “Drink” he roared and the sweetness once again travelled down my throat, filling my fat gut even more. How much more could I take? How much more space was left to fit the remaining amount of shake I had left. The moment his lips touched the inside of my soft thigh roll, all care flew out the window. I hurriedly swallowed mouthful after mouthful of that delicious smooth shake as if there was no tightness fighting against my current fullness. I’d make it disappear. I’d hear those words I craved to hear so much come out of those lips I adored. A wet hot tongue then licked from the opening of my pussy to the tip top of my clit in one long smooth motion and I almost forgot to swallow, almost. I couldn’t help the muffled moans vibrating off my chest at the masterful movements of that tongue. My stuffed firm belly was sticking out so much I couldn’t see my king anymore, he disappeared beneath all the soft supple folds of my body. Each time he lifted my full, heavy belly to bury his face deeper into, the harder I sucked on this tube in my mouth. “My god baby, you’re so wet and delicious” he said followed by another targeted lick. My legs shook of their own accord, I was nearing my breaking point, and I’d fallen into a rhythm of moan, suck, swallow, moan, suck, swallow. My body felt so soft in places and firm in others, I couldn’t resist grabbing and touching all of it. I loved how much I’ve grown since I met my king, his encouragement has made me blossom from the wilted dandelion to the full magnolia I’ve become. My king then placed his hand on top of the one I used to caress my huge belly with, he loved when I guided him to my favorite places and together we gave my belly a jiggle. The pressure the jiggle caused turned a moan to a delightful groan. I became overwhelmed with the sensations happening right now, but I still wanted more. I couldn’t stop until the crescendo was achieved. When the last slurping sound echoed in the office, signaling that I had finished my shake, he stopped mid lick around my clit. “Did my queen just finish her meal like the good girl she is?” A question filled with even more lust than when he first started pouring the mixture into the funnel. His head slowly lifted above my belly like the most beautiful sunrise I’d ever seen, and the intensity in those eyes once again ignited the fire deep in my core. No ability to form words made my head only able to nod slowly. The smile that spread on his mouth and the triumphant glow he emitted had me reeling once again. I did it. I could no longer detect a trace of stress on him and in this moment I had my king back. In this moment a king and queen enjoyed the dance of pure ecstasy in the playground of their kingdom, and that playground, just so happened to be my body and oh how we’ve missed worshipping its curves and ridges. “Take that out of your mouth my sweet, I want to hear you sing for me, I need you now my queen” then his skilled hand disappeared once more and played circles around my clit. I sucked in a breath at the suddenness of his hand touching me, his eyes never leaving mine and I let out the moan Id been holding the whole time my mouth had been full. I could hear his belt clinking together as he swiftly undid them allowing his pants to slide down and his cock to be free. The next thing i felt was a thick piece of meat slide from my opening to my clit in one rapid motion and when he slapped his juice cock on my clit, it took everything in me to keep from cuming right there and then. I couldn’t finish just yet, I still hadn’t heard those precious words and I wouldn’t stop until they filled my ears with joy. “You ready for me love?” He asked in a restrained tone. “Claim what’s yours my king” I affirmed, and in that instant he thrust himself completely into my waiting glistening pussy. He stalled, allowing me a moment to accommodate him, it was a tight fit but oh how delicious it felt, “Fuck daddy that feels so good, please don’t stop, move for me” I purred. Having now a green light, my king began to thrust, completely unrestrained. I called on gods name in this moment more than I ever had and my king unrelenting, met me thrust for thrust unyielding his strength to bury himself deeper into me. “Oh god yes!” I cried out, letting him hear the effect he had on me. His hand never stopped circling my now dripping clit and it had me teetering from the moment he began touching it. His other hand rubbed and jiggled my belly none stop, which caused a couple more burps to escape. I didn’t shy away this time, I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the gravitational pull his caused me. He bent down, kissed my belly as one hand rubbed all over it and the other strummed my clit like a fiddle. “Oh yes king! Please don’t stop!” I groaned as the pressure began to grow within me, those fingers were wonders and his cock felt powerful inside me. My breathing and moans kept hitching with each stroke he played. I climbed higher and higher until I could take no more and I needed now to hear my favorite words, “say it” a request my king recognized and quickly understood, a playful grin grew on that perfectly chiseled face, “say what my dove?” He teased, slamming into me rougher, his fingers never slowing as he spoke. Oh god I was so close to exploding, I needed him to push me over the edge, only he could, only those words could, “Oh please my king! Please say it!” I begged. This part was for me and he knew it. I could see mercy in those eyes and then in a contained rough voice he growled , “You’re such a good fucking girl!” And I came undone. My head flew back when I felt him also find his release and how amazing those warm jet streams felt inside me. He quickly bent down and his mouth once more found and drank from my overflowing fountain. I enjoyed every wave of ecstasy that rippled throughout my fat lusciousness and I thrashed about letting my orgasm take control and caused me to bend and buckled from the delicious torment of those lips still on me. A sudden loud grinding sound echoed in the office and in an instant the chair I’d been laying in broke beneath me causing me to pull him down alongside me. We just laid there laughing our asses off. Oh how I adored this man, this king who treated me like the queen I knew I always was. “I love you” he said. His eyes never concealing the truth and emotion in using those words. My eyes weld up with tears, knowing he meant every bit of it and I tried to reflect in mine just how much I felt the same. Then I softly grabbed his face and gently kissed him on the lips and said, “I Love you too” with a huge grin, “Now all that’s missing is a fucking strong chair!” and we laughed, just laying in each others arms laughing.