chapter 1

I crawl into what's left of your lap, straddling your knees as I feel your strong arms slip around me, pulling me into your warm soft maleness, feeling you nuzzle my small neck, distracting me from the heaviness of my swollen abdomen as you promised you would.

My back is bare, my sundress dips down in the back nearly to the base of my spine, and I feel you massage my back letting me absorb the heat of your body.

"Help me;" I moan "I'm so full and heavy."

"With pleasure" you reply, your fingers exploring the muscular slimness of my back as they explore my naked skin, all the while keeping my distended front warmly engulfed and surrounded in your soft fat...your fingers and palm pressing, probing as they work down my spine, one hand finding its base and gently massaging just where my butt cheeks begin to flare.

You know it's a magical spot for me and I sigh as my body relaxes against yours.

I'm like putty in your arms, completely relaxed as I rest my head against your ample chest and belly. I move up a little and try to get my slender arms around your waist, but it's impossible because of your girth and my distension.

I smile, loving the feel of you moving underneath me, my small hands sliding over your love handles, my fingers pressing into your soft fat, new fat which I have layered your body with the past several months, my torso arcing over the tight swell of your fat belly as I float over you, my life's sweet life raft. You tease me by inflating it, causing my hands to slide backwards. I squeeze harder to regain my grip and you gasp as my fingers sink into you.

You rock me gently, cupping my shapely rear to keep me from sliding off, and I ease my grip. "Hold me tight lover," I sigh into your ear. Yes, let me bask in your scent, reveling in the manly softness of you as the pain of my stretching eases.

And as you press me into your belly I feel again that warm surge between my legs, the soft curve of my newly rounded belly pressing into the huge mound of yours.

I tease you back by inflating mine into yours, snuggling deeper, nuzzling the thick fat under your chin. You must feel a definite warmth where our loins press together and know that I am becoming aroused. You continue to work over my back, everywhere you can reach,

II am in heaven, a nirvana of sheer physical pleasure, every nerve ending sparking and vibrating until I can stand it no longer. Almost.

I can feel my small breasts move against yours as you breathe, teasing my nipples imperceptibly. They have become proud and erect through my dress, and being braless, you can see this, gently stroking them through the thin fabric. I lean back and stretch catlike, my body softened and now very rounded from the few baby stuffings you've given me over the last few days and especially tonight's. I know you like me like this, as aroused as I am by my body's natural urges to sensually overindulge, growing femininely round, becoming fecund with desire.

You brush your fingertips over my nipples gently, so lightly I can barely feel it other than a deep warm pulsing in my center as they harden.

"I did get you full this time" you smile as your hands move to the round smooth curve of my belly, stretching the thin fabric of my top now molded against my womanly curves, making them even more pronounced.

"Perfect," you whisper.

I whimper a little as one of your big hands press into my tingling, overstretched belly, and spread my legs wider, again pressing myself into your gut, feeling how firm your manhood is against me. I hold your hands on my hips and tell you to tease me a little.

You obey, rhythmically pulling me into you, allowing our bellies ...mine small, yours large ... to flatten against each other. As you hold me my mind wanders back to my slow but steady stuffing...cradling me in your arms as you fed me bite after succulent bite, massaging my small belly as it stretched and began to curve outwards almost doubling in size. How exquisite it felt, the stretching, the tingling. How I moaned as you nuzzled my breasts, distracting me from my stretching abdomen.

I wrap my hands around your neck and feel the couch give as I pull myself up on my knees trying to ease the pressure on my round little belly. I am so weak but so turned on. I kiss you, whispering "thank you, baby" in your ear.

As I rise, your lips move down my curving front, first between my breasts and then down over the tight arcing curve of my overfull belly pushing out beneath. You linger at my navel, pressing the sheer fabric into it with your tongue.

"Magnificent," you whisper.

I run my hands over my smooth thighs, working from the outside to the inside, over my pregnant appearing belly, my eyes widening as it sinks in how big I am now. I slide my dress up to my hips and navel, showcasing the swell of my belly for you to touch and admire.

You lick your lips at the sight, and I can see myself in your loving eyes... the amazing compound womanly curves of my body, both your hands either side of my distended belly as you lean forward and move your lips and tongue into my center, parting the lips of my engorged labia, feeling me again shudder in pleasure, moaning softly as you taste my rich salty warmth.

I am overwhelmed, overstretched but not over-loved...

I collapse on the couch beside you, then your heavy fat body lumbers over mine, your hanging belly sliding over my legs, my soaked panties history, my body pulsing more wetness between my legs as I spread them for you, wanting you, aching to feel your tongue pressed deeply into me once again, more than anything wanting your fullness inside me.

And you do, deeper into me, pressing my knees wide, stretching me wide exposing the delicate pink petals of my glistening vagina. As you explore my throbbing center with your lips and tongue you reach up and massage the underside of my distended belly with your thumbs, massaging and relaxing the stretched muscles of my abdominal sheath, sensing I am approaching my first orgasm.

"You're so round and succulent baby" you whisper, "so round and fat." You push my thighs wider with your upper arms, spreading me wider and take my glistening clitoris between your lips.

My hips buck at the intense sensation as my world explodes.

But you don't stop. My breathing becomes erratic as you spread me even wider, throbbing as you caress the underside of my sensitive swollen tummy with your fingertips, and gasp as you push my svelte thighs as wide as they will stretch and cup my womanhood in your huge hand. It is full of my warm juices. I breathe in deeply, weakly murmuring. "Please take me baby, please please take me."

"Not yet baby" you whisper back, stroking my pre-cum soaked perineum with your fingers, feeling my labia nuzzle your palm like a virgin mare feeding on honeyed oats.

"Please baby, I need you", I moan, my head spinning from my intense sexual arousal.

"Please"

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I stood and helped her rise to her feet, loving her, loving her passion induced weakness and her aching desire; thrilling me in anticipation of further intensifying and ultimately satisfying it.

She weaved slightly as I removed the remnants of her soaked clothing and admired her desirably edible young body, her distended belly curving out from beneath her pert breasts and yes, loving her, thankful for the opportunity to return the pleasure she has given me.

Bending slightly I took her small form into my arms and lifted her until she rode high on my belly, childlike, her slender arms around my neck face to face, hers covering mine with soft kisses as I carried her tiny shuddering body to bed and a long night devoted to continuing her pleasure.

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