Helpless lover

chapter 1 - never too chubby

From a young age I’ve been strongly attracted to women, mature women, beautifully round women. When I was nineteen I started noticing how much chubby girls actually turned me on. There were a couple of times when I tried to go out with a teenage girl but they were simply all over the place and one word about how attractive they are thanks to their round butt or soft belly always started a war, and it eventually lead to breaking up.

That’s why I started looking at women ten or more years older than me. Their slim bodies have inevitably pudged up on many places over the years, and they know it. The best part was that they always knew what they wanted – to enjoy life. I was their joy. But I wanted too much, and before I noticed it I was in trouble. How Karma got me fat is what this story is about. So get some snack and enjoy.

You know how it is when you see a girl or a guy you like and think to yourself: “That body is so hot, but how hot would it be with 20 extra pounds of fat jiggling with every step?” This is exactly what goes through my mind when I see a mature forty-fifty year old lady with some belly poking from underneath her loose shirt and love handles starting to spill out of those jeans. The best chubby looking girls are definitely waitresses in shopping mall cafés and restaurants. I’ve been checking out one of them for some time and decided to strike.

I know, I know. I should also tell you there is already one at my apartment probably watching movies and eating that enormous pie I baked earlier today. I also ordered some fast food delivery, just to make sure she has enough to put into her already soft belly.

This girl at the Italian restaurant, however, is gorgeous. It all started a couple of days ago when I went there to pick up some pizzas but they weren’t ready. I sat down and ordered some coffee when this plump beauty wobbled towards my table. I saw everything in slow motion. Well, no I didn’t. My brain was in slow motion from all those curves she somehow managed to squeeze into her skin tight uniform. She noticed I was staring at her body after she had to ask me the second time what I’d like to drink. After she took my order she winked at me. That’s always a good sign.

Today, right when I walked in and we saw each other, we knew right away there will be this electricity. Before she could ask me about my order I asked her out on a date. She was paralyzed but then she managed to say: “With me? You want to go out on a date… with me?” “Of course I do, and not just because you are absolutely gorgeous. There is something special about you and I would like to find out what it is.” I replied. She was mine. “OK, then. Where will we go?” She asked. “There is a nice place not too far from here – I hope you like Chinese – because it’s all you can eat and I think they don’t feed you enough here.” I said to her with a player’s smile, and I gently squeezed her arm fat. She started laughing and looked like she wanted to argue against it, but she didn’t. “I am Lisa” She introduced herself and gave her small but chubby hand for me to kiss. “I’m Ben. Nice to meet you.” I kissed her hand and told her I will pick her up tomorrow after work. She turned around carrying those menus like a little girl tight on her full breasts. Her massive ass moved with a hypnotizing swinging, and during watching it I wondered how much she would have to gain to rip those tight pants.

On my way home to my other chubbie, Christine, I bought a super-sized milkshake for her containing more than two thousand calories. You know, as a little snack to help her digest everything she ate during the day. I was right. She was watching a movie I could hear to the foyer (as well as the popping sound of new popcorn she was making).

“Honey! I’m home!” I shouted into the dark room. “And I brought you something.” Christine’s eyes lit up and as she ran towards me to give me a kiss her full belly hopped with each thrilled step. I could see how she tried to hide it by sucking in so I told her: “babe, you know I love you when your belly is bloated, you don’t need to hide it. Let go, I want to see how full you really are.” She hesitated but then really did let go. Her underbelly that couldn’t be sucked in anyway protruded out by at least two inches and her stomach bulged out as she just finished the whole two portions I ordered earlier. “There’s a good girl. Let it hang nice and loose.” I told her and came so close her belly pressed against my crotch and I squeezed her soft untrained butt that felt like very soft jello – also jiggled like it.

“Would you like to join me? I’m watching some rom-com and just finished making popcorn.” She asked me. “OK, but there’s a high risk of my hands ending up on your hot body and they won’t just let go.” I answered and she smiled as she took a hand full of popcorn, stuffed her mouth with it and slurped a bit of the huge milkshake.

At first my hands were playing with her soft love handles as she was leaning with her back on me. I couldn’t help it but stare at her enormous belly as she was finishing that half gallon milkshake with an occasional belching. “I should have bought two” I thought to myself. And my hands moved from her soft waist to that majestic belly dough that looked like it was growing in front of my eyes. I kept groping it and squeezing that fat pillow that was hanging down to her thighs.

I should be happy with what I have right here but my mind kept slipping to Lisa’s fat ass magically squeezed into her uniform. I couldn’t watch the movie – all I saw was an image of Lisa and Christine wrestling in a children’s pool filled with chocolate, and I couldn’t decide which one would keep the other one’s head below the surface to let her swallow as much of the chocolate as possible. Maybe Lisa could sit down on Christine with her enormous ass and feed her by pouring it into her mouth using a mug… or a bucket. And I fell asleep.