~BBW (Multiple), Feederism, Explicit Sex, ~MWG – Brad and Shannon get it on big time while unexpected srorm clouds gather
Chapter Nine
Over the months, Brad and Shannon’s relationship had grown into something deeper. Since their time apart during break, the two were making sure to spend as much time together as possible since school had started up only a couple short weeks ago (They were only really apart if they had a lot of work to do). Because of that, everyone on the floor and a good number in the building knew they were a couple. It worked out well since Brad could get people to let him into the all girl building with ease, although they almost never stayed in the dorm.
“Have a good time love doves,” Kristen, a tall, thin brunette said as she gave a wink as she was going back to her room.
“Thanks, we will,” responded Shannon.
“So,” Shannon said turning to Brad. “Where to?”
He pressed the elevator button which responded quickly since no one was using it. They stepped in and pressed to go to the ground floor. “I don’t know about you, but I could go for a shake.”
“I just had ice cream, I don’t want a shake. Let’s go to a burger place, then you can get your shake and I’ll get some fries,” Shannon said.
“McDonalds?” Brad asked.
“Ewww! You know I don’t like their food.” Shannon said as she grimaced.
“Yeah, but their shakes are really good,” responded Brad.
“Fine, you win, but you’re paying,” Shannon said.
“Fair enough,” he said putting a hand around her which over the course of their relationship was getting harder and harder to do. Brad opened the dormitory door and let Shannon out as he followed.
“So what was with that scene back there?” Brad asked.
Shannon blushed slightly. “You know, just girl stuff.”
“But what about the ice cream? You told me you wanted to lose some weight hon. If you don’t want to that’s fine, I was just under the impression you wanted to shed some pounds.” Brad said.
“You don’t mind if I go off my diet, do you?” Shannon asked.
“Of course not, you know I love you no matter what. I just wanted to know if you still wanted me to watch what you eat,” Brad said.
“If I ask you a question, will you give me an honest answer?” Shannon asked as they stopped their trek and moved to a nearby bench.
“Sure, what’s up?” Brad asked.
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to do what makes you happy,” Brad said.
“Give me a straight answer,” Shannon said as she put her hand on his knee.
“Come on Shan, that was a straight answer. I think you’re a cutey no matter what size you are.”
“Brad, I’m serious. I know you like touching my belly more now than you did when we first met,” Shannon said in as low of a voice as possible. “And honestly Brad, I want to know your feelings, what you’re thinking. You’re always so supportive but you never tell me what you really like from me and what you don’t like and I could go either way on my weight. My mom made some good points when I was home, but they don’t matter when I’m with you. But if you’re not gonna like it then I want to lose it for you, and for me. For us.”
“Well what about you?” Brad asked.
“What about me?” Shannon asked confused.
“You’ve never dated a bigger guy before, do you like me? Do you want me to lose some weight? From what Rebecca tells me and the people on the floor you’re really strong and fearless and outgoing and you take charge, but when you’re around me you’re kinda like a scared kitten. Are you afraid of my weight, of your weight?”
“Yes I’m afraid!” Shannon said raising her voice until she realized it, which made her repeat her sentence in a lower tone. “Yes I’m afraid! I’m afraid you don’t think I’m attractive, I’m afraid I won’t think I’m attractive, I’m afraid others won’t like it, I’m afraid of health issues!”
The spark inside Shannon was coming out. The fire Brad had kept subdued for so long was on the verge of breaking. He had changed Shannon, helping to mold her attitude and outlook. Their love had changed her. Shannon wasn’t a cold bitch, alone in her desolate world of outer beauty and social circles anymore.
But that little spark wouldn’t go away until it was absolutely sure the dark cold winter of her inner self wouldn’t need to be fueled, and for that to happen, in this moment, Brad needed to reaffirm into her the values he held then were still true now. She needed to know there wasn’t guilt for five pounds if it happened, or the old Shannon would always be.
“And you’re right, I’ve never dated a big guy before,” Shannon continued. “You’re my first husky hunky,” she said with a smile as she rubbed his stomach and kissed his cheek.
“And I absolutely adore every inch of you, every pound. I am not afraid to love you,” she said as she curled up closer to him.
Brad put his head on hers and held her hand.
“Thank you,” he paused briefly to look at the late dusk. “Since you answered my question, I’ll answer yours. I love you no matter what weight you are, but if I had to choose, I like you bigger, better. But you knew that, you even said so.”
“But I wanted to hear you say it. I wanted to know if you were strong enough to tell me,” Shannon said.
“To show you how much I mean it, I’m going to call you chubby buns from now on!” Brad laughed.
“Eww, no!”
“Fat tits?”
“That’s even worse!”
“My little piggy?”
“Maybe,” Shannon said.
“Really?”
“You wish!” She laughed. She leaned in close as they exchanged kisses in the sunset. As their tongues rolled and they finished the kiss Shannon got up.
“Where you going?” Brad asked.
“You owe me some dinner,” she said walking away. He quickly got up and ran up to her, pinching her butt which made her yelp and hit him in response. He laughed. They held hands and walked across the campus, now red and pink with golden hues and darkening as the sun set until they reached the Golden Arches.
“What do you want babe?” he asked as he put his arm around her ample side and slightly squeezed.
“Oh, I see how it is. I get you to admit you like me and you think you can man handle me all the time,” she sniggered which made them both giggle genuinely. “All right, get me two big macs, a large fry and a chocolate shake.”
“I thought you said you weren’t hungry,” Brad said.
“I did,” Shannon smiled. “Get it to go, and you’re still paying.”
“I know, I know,” he said before ordering. After he paid and a bit of waiting, they exited and went back to his room. Getting there was mostly uphill which Shannon hadn’t liked and was a little out of breath. His room was essentially the same set up as Shannon’s, except his items were more blue and masculine. He, however, was one of the few lucky students that got a single which meant they didn’t need to worry about interruption.
“I hope your food didn’t get cold walking all the way here,” he said with concern as he sat on his bed. She followed and plopped next to him. She had a naughty look in her eye, he noticed. The blonde grinned wickedly and kissed him softly.
“Let’s try something new,” she said. “Feed me.”
“What?”
She pulled off her jacket and shirt, revealing her large cream bra and its burgeoning contents. Their flesh was silky and bounced with Shannon’s every movement it had seemed. Her deep cleavage was enough to lose most of Brad’s arm in, and seemed bottomless when in a bra that bunched each luscious milk bag together. She laid back and handed him the bag of food which caused her stomach and breasts to jiggle in response.
“Feed me.”
Brad took off his jacket and shirt and opened the bag, pulling out a burger. He slowly leaned in and let her take a bite of it, which she did sensually. He rubbed her stomach, which flattened out as she had laid down, but still pooched slightly over her waistband. He slowly examined her love handles which he loved to hold on to during their romantic escapades. He fed her another bite and she let out a moan. Brad took the burger and put it up to her lips yet again while he bent down and gently kissed the expanse of her stomach.
He loved it. It was so soft, supple, rising and falling as she breathed. Its creamy smoothness was warm and inviting while its rhythmic movement mesmerized him further. He had been transfixed on her belly button and its deepness. So transfixed, it took him a couple of seconds to realize his chubby girlfriend was licking and sucking his fingers. He looked at her puffy face and hint of a double chin and kissed her. He could taste her food and sex, and he liked it. As he kissed, he ran his hand softly along and slightly in her bulging cleavage.
Shannon took that hand and separated them.
“Not until I’m done,” she winked.
Brad let her take a sip from her shake.
“What next?” he asked softly.
“The other burger please,” she said with a sultry tone to which he obliged. He let her drink more of the shake this time in between bites and took to straddling her and massaging her stomach, making it jostle every so delicately. Brad felt is softness, around its large sides and tried to make sure her large breasts weren’t causing too much pressure on it in their bra. He made sure to lift them every now and again and make sure the area of her stomach they covered, which was a lot, got attention as well.
He could feel her tummy getting full. After all, she had a lot of ice cream beforehand and it would only be a matter of time before even she reached her limit. He crept his hand under her little belly apron and started running his finger alone her panty line. He could hear her moans and decided to abide by her previous wishes to hold off until she was full. So he switched his attention to kissing her bra cups and lick underneath of them as he stroked her fattening sides.
“I think I’ve had enough,” Shannon said and she started to sit up. He put his hand atop her sloshing breasts and pushed her slowly back. Her kissed her cheek and put his mouth close to her ear.
Brad whispered, “There’s not that much left…my little piggy,” and put the small portion of burger into her mouth. She finished it slowly and put her hands on her stomach.
She groaned. “Okay, your little piggy is full and needs you inside her.”
Shannon felt his hard cock and unzipped his fly. “And by the feel of it you’re ready too.”
“Not yet,” he said and smiled. “You have some shake and fries left.”
The buxom blonde laughed. “Come on baby, I’m not gonna be able to ride you well if I’m too full--mmmrph,” she said as her mouth was stuffed with French fries. Brad continued to stuff his bloated girl and began to undo her pants, letting her growing tummy escape and breath.
“There, that’s a little better, right?” He smiled and he put more fries in Shannon’s mouth. He rubbed her stomach which was getting hard and taut.
Shannon gasped between chewing as hard as she could and forcing down her food. She had some shake on her face as well as some grease from the fries but couldn’t seem to find the time to use her tongue to lick it off. It felt like she was eating her mom’s breakfast. Forcing it and starting to hurt. She pulled his hand away.
“Seriously, too full Brad,” she gasped and groaned.
He kissed her tight belly and started to rub it slowly. She winced slightly.
“That’s not helping.” Shannon closed her eyes; she was pretty dazed and hadn’t really remembered the food on her face or crumbs that had fallen down into her fat breasts.
“You’re beautiful, every inch of you,” Brad said. Shannon just lay and heavily breathed as he kissed her arms and body up and down. “I love you Shannon.”
“I love you too,” she said as she tried to sit up and immediately regretted the decision. She laid back down and held her side.
“There’s only a little left,” Brad whispered. “I know my little piggy wants it. Tell me you want it. You want to get fat. You want to be huge.” He slowly felt around her panties and could feel her getting wet.
“Feed me Brad. Make me fat, I want to be the fattest girl in the world!” Shannon panted obligingly and forced the rest of the fries down as Brad fed them to her. It hurt so badly. She felt like she was going to burst. Both her stomach and her sexual build up.
She had finished the food and couldn’t move. Her poor stomach had increased in size, making it even harder to see what Brad was doing. He practically ripped off her bra and stuffed her oversized tits into his mouth and hands, trying desperately to grab and suck as much as he could. Without their confines, her massive boobs fell to her sides. As stuffed as she was, even their enormous weight off of her hadn’t helped. She could feel him slide the rest of her clothes off and tease her by poking her legs and tummy with the tip of his rock solid penis.
Brad stood up and she looked at her man, who had also gained during their relationship. She got wet by looking at his pot belly and large penis. She lusted after his big arms, legs, ass, and man boobs. She loved it, but she couldn’t remember when she had changed, when she felt that was sexy. He walked over to her mouth and she knew what he wanted.
Thinking about putting anything else in her mouth even hurt, let alone actually doing it. But she loved him, and she knew he’d do her right if she did. With that, she started sucking his cock slowly, and he started sliding it in and out.
Brad knew she wasn’t giving it her all, and he knew why. He felt a little bad he had stuffed her to this point, that he even wanted to do it, that he even said those things…that he was even doing this to her now. Was this torture really setting him off like that?
He pulled out of her mouth as she gave it one final lick and went back on his bed and could see the pain and lust in her eyes. She really did love him, he knew it. And he loved her, everything about her. He couldn’t tease any more; he needed to show his appreciation. He slid a condom on and slowly, very slowly entered her. He couldn’t believe how wet she was as he looked down and saw his sheets moistened under her. She moaned, loudly.
“Too painful?” Brad asked with concern.
“I’ll be okay hubby,” she moaned again. “Yeah, yeah, yes, do it.”
He pumped slowly, making sure not to press too hard on her pelvis. He didn’t want to put any pressure on her stomach, and began to stroke her inner thighs. He could see her sweat, smell it in the air. He loved it, her scent. She was sex, Aphrodite on earth. Beautiful.
He peered over her round stomach as he thrust slowly, trying not to move it too harshly. Each time he moved her breasts shook with a slight delay from the rest of her body, jiggling with him as did the rest of her ripened form. Brad could see her, mouth slightly agape with her eyes closed breathing and moaning in sync with him. He felt her thick thighs and gave them gentle squeezes as he forced himself further into her and out again.
Brad noticed her moving her hands to her breasts, pinching her erect nipples and mashing the large jugs together. Ordinarily he’d be right along side of her helping with the monumental task, but reaching over and pressing on her stomach in her current condition would be too much for her in her current stuffed stupor. Seeing his girl man handle her own breasts started to really get to him, or rather, her overindulgence. She showed it in food, in sex, in life. It was addictive.
His penis went forward and backward, starting to move a bit faster to see if she could handle it. She was at the point of screaming when he slowed down again. She lay there, unmoving as he worked. Sure she was fondling her breasts, but she wasn’t working on him…yet, it was as good as or better than their previous escapades. Was it wrong to want this for them? Did she want it for them?
Shannon’s sweat arced down her protruding stomach and breasts as they continued. Every shimmy and jiggle caused a bead to run down whatever fat mountain it had came from. With every pump her fat body rocked itself in a fluid motion causing them to fly off every now and again. Her plump fingers continued to work on her breasts, occasionally lifting one of the heavy sacks to suck her own nipples, biting them slightly.
She felt full, too full. Overfilled to the point of popping as her man put more meat into her. She could feel each wave of fat running its course over her chubby body with each advance Brad made. It felt painful and yet, it felt divine. With every ounce of her that jiggled her pleasure increased. She moaned loudly at the thought.
They continued, trying to go as fast and hard as Shannon would allow. She continued her upper torso massage as Brad attacked her lower quarters. Each trying to match up with the other with speed and pressure. In and out, in and out both of them building. Quicker, and harder, and faster. And with one final burst they both popped. Her shaking made her wince, but it was overpowering. She felt great, better than perhaps she ever had as did he.
“That…that was the best ever,” she gasped. Brad made sure to not roll onto
her and went to her side, slowly stroking her hair. He kissed her forehead.
“I’m sorry I got so carried away there,” he said softly. “But you were so sexy with the food, you really set me off.” He stroked her small double chin with his finger. “My sexy fat piggy.”
“Yeah, well I feel like an elephant. I don’t think we’re going to do this again. And I don’t like that pet name, stop it.” Shannon said, trying to catch her breath.
“Is chubby buns better?” he asked jokingly as he squeezed and caressed what he could reach of her butt.
Shannon giggled. “No it’s not, man boobs.”
“Hey!”
The blonde giggled again. “Not so funny now is it?”
“Okay,” Brad laughed. “Point taken.”
He kissed her and licked the food off of her face. He moved slowly down to the crumbs that had taken refuge in between her flabby fun bags.
Shannon stroked his dark hair as he explored her crevices and folds. “That’s gonna take you a while hon,” she joked.
“It’s a tough job but someone’s got to do it!” he responded between kisses and sucking.
Shannon moaned. “Baby, if you suck on my nipple like that you have to be ready to go.”
Brad smirked and went back to licking and handling her left nipple. She continued stroking his hair and moaned.
Shannon laughed.
“Another go it is then!” she smirked as she tried to flip herself around on all fours with her large overstuffed tummy hanging as she stuck her large ass up in the air.
Chapter Nine
Over the months, Brad and Shannon’s relationship had grown into something deeper. Since their time apart during break, the two were making sure to spend as much time together as possible since school had started up only a couple short weeks ago (They were only really apart if they had a lot of work to do). Because of that, everyone on the floor and a good number in the building knew they were a couple. It worked out well since Brad could get people to let him into the all girl building with ease, although they almost never stayed in the dorm.
“Have a good time love doves,” Kristen, a tall, thin brunette said as she gave a wink as she was going back to her room.
“Thanks, we will,” responded Shannon.
“So,” Shannon said turning to Brad. “Where to?”
He pressed the elevator button which responded quickly since no one was using it. They stepped in and pressed to go to the ground floor. “I don’t know about you, but I could go for a shake.”
“I just had ice cream, I don’t want a shake. Let’s go to a burger place, then you can get your shake and I’ll get some fries,” Shannon said.
“McDonalds?” Brad asked.
“Ewww! You know I don’t like their food.” Shannon said as she grimaced.
“Yeah, but their shakes are really good,” responded Brad.
“Fine, you win, but you’re paying,” Shannon said.
“Fair enough,” he said putting a hand around her which over the course of their relationship was getting harder and harder to do. Brad opened the dormitory door and let Shannon out as he followed.
“So what was with that scene back there?” Brad asked.
Shannon blushed slightly. “You know, just girl stuff.”
“But what about the ice cream? You told me you wanted to lose some weight hon. If you don’t want to that’s fine, I was just under the impression you wanted to shed some pounds.” Brad said.
“You don’t mind if I go off my diet, do you?” Shannon asked.
“Of course not, you know I love you no matter what. I just wanted to know if you still wanted me to watch what you eat,” Brad said.
“If I ask you a question, will you give me an honest answer?” Shannon asked as they stopped their trek and moved to a nearby bench.
“Sure, what’s up?” Brad asked.
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to do what makes you happy,” Brad said.
“Give me a straight answer,” Shannon said as she put her hand on his knee.
“Come on Shan, that was a straight answer. I think you’re a cutey no matter what size you are.”
“Brad, I’m serious. I know you like touching my belly more now than you did when we first met,” Shannon said in as low of a voice as possible. “And honestly Brad, I want to know your feelings, what you’re thinking. You’re always so supportive but you never tell me what you really like from me and what you don’t like and I could go either way on my weight. My mom made some good points when I was home, but they don’t matter when I’m with you. But if you’re not gonna like it then I want to lose it for you, and for me. For us.”
“Well what about you?” Brad asked.
“What about me?” Shannon asked confused.
“You’ve never dated a bigger guy before, do you like me? Do you want me to lose some weight? From what Rebecca tells me and the people on the floor you’re really strong and fearless and outgoing and you take charge, but when you’re around me you’re kinda like a scared kitten. Are you afraid of my weight, of your weight?”
“Yes I’m afraid!” Shannon said raising her voice until she realized it, which made her repeat her sentence in a lower tone. “Yes I’m afraid! I’m afraid you don’t think I’m attractive, I’m afraid I won’t think I’m attractive, I’m afraid others won’t like it, I’m afraid of health issues!”
The spark inside Shannon was coming out. The fire Brad had kept subdued for so long was on the verge of breaking. He had changed Shannon, helping to mold her attitude and outlook. Their love had changed her. Shannon wasn’t a cold bitch, alone in her desolate world of outer beauty and social circles anymore.
But that little spark wouldn’t go away until it was absolutely sure the dark cold winter of her inner self wouldn’t need to be fueled, and for that to happen, in this moment, Brad needed to reaffirm into her the values he held then were still true now. She needed to know there wasn’t guilt for five pounds if it happened, or the old Shannon would always be.
“And you’re right, I’ve never dated a big guy before,” Shannon continued. “You’re my first husky hunky,” she said with a smile as she rubbed his stomach and kissed his cheek.
“And I absolutely adore every inch of you, every pound. I am not afraid to love you,” she said as she curled up closer to him.
Brad put his head on hers and held her hand.
“Thank you,” he paused briefly to look at the late dusk. “Since you answered my question, I’ll answer yours. I love you no matter what weight you are, but if I had to choose, I like you bigger, better. But you knew that, you even said so.”
“But I wanted to hear you say it. I wanted to know if you were strong enough to tell me,” Shannon said.
“To show you how much I mean it, I’m going to call you chubby buns from now on!” Brad laughed.
“Eww, no!”
“Fat tits?”
“That’s even worse!”
“My little piggy?”
“Maybe,” Shannon said.
“Really?”
“You wish!” She laughed. She leaned in close as they exchanged kisses in the sunset. As their tongues rolled and they finished the kiss Shannon got up.
“Where you going?” Brad asked.
“You owe me some dinner,” she said walking away. He quickly got up and ran up to her, pinching her butt which made her yelp and hit him in response. He laughed. They held hands and walked across the campus, now red and pink with golden hues and darkening as the sun set until they reached the Golden Arches.
“What do you want babe?” he asked as he put his arm around her ample side and slightly squeezed.
“Oh, I see how it is. I get you to admit you like me and you think you can man handle me all the time,” she sniggered which made them both giggle genuinely. “All right, get me two big macs, a large fry and a chocolate shake.”
“I thought you said you weren’t hungry,” Brad said.
“I did,” Shannon smiled. “Get it to go, and you’re still paying.”
“I know, I know,” he said before ordering. After he paid and a bit of waiting, they exited and went back to his room. Getting there was mostly uphill which Shannon hadn’t liked and was a little out of breath. His room was essentially the same set up as Shannon’s, except his items were more blue and masculine. He, however, was one of the few lucky students that got a single which meant they didn’t need to worry about interruption.
“I hope your food didn’t get cold walking all the way here,” he said with concern as he sat on his bed. She followed and plopped next to him. She had a naughty look in her eye, he noticed. The blonde grinned wickedly and kissed him softly.
“Let’s try something new,” she said. “Feed me.”
“What?”
She pulled off her jacket and shirt, revealing her large cream bra and its burgeoning contents. Their flesh was silky and bounced with Shannon’s every movement it had seemed. Her deep cleavage was enough to lose most of Brad’s arm in, and seemed bottomless when in a bra that bunched each luscious milk bag together. She laid back and handed him the bag of food which caused her stomach and breasts to jiggle in response.
“Feed me.”
Brad took off his jacket and shirt and opened the bag, pulling out a burger. He slowly leaned in and let her take a bite of it, which she did sensually. He rubbed her stomach, which flattened out as she had laid down, but still pooched slightly over her waistband. He slowly examined her love handles which he loved to hold on to during their romantic escapades. He fed her another bite and she let out a moan. Brad took the burger and put it up to her lips yet again while he bent down and gently kissed the expanse of her stomach.
He loved it. It was so soft, supple, rising and falling as she breathed. Its creamy smoothness was warm and inviting while its rhythmic movement mesmerized him further. He had been transfixed on her belly button and its deepness. So transfixed, it took him a couple of seconds to realize his chubby girlfriend was licking and sucking his fingers. He looked at her puffy face and hint of a double chin and kissed her. He could taste her food and sex, and he liked it. As he kissed, he ran his hand softly along and slightly in her bulging cleavage.
Shannon took that hand and separated them.
“Not until I’m done,” she winked.
Brad let her take a sip from her shake.
“What next?” he asked softly.
“The other burger please,” she said with a sultry tone to which he obliged. He let her drink more of the shake this time in between bites and took to straddling her and massaging her stomach, making it jostle every so delicately. Brad felt is softness, around its large sides and tried to make sure her large breasts weren’t causing too much pressure on it in their bra. He made sure to lift them every now and again and make sure the area of her stomach they covered, which was a lot, got attention as well.
He could feel her tummy getting full. After all, she had a lot of ice cream beforehand and it would only be a matter of time before even she reached her limit. He crept his hand under her little belly apron and started running his finger alone her panty line. He could hear her moans and decided to abide by her previous wishes to hold off until she was full. So he switched his attention to kissing her bra cups and lick underneath of them as he stroked her fattening sides.
“I think I’ve had enough,” Shannon said and she started to sit up. He put his hand atop her sloshing breasts and pushed her slowly back. Her kissed her cheek and put his mouth close to her ear.
Brad whispered, “There’s not that much left…my little piggy,” and put the small portion of burger into her mouth. She finished it slowly and put her hands on her stomach.
She groaned. “Okay, your little piggy is full and needs you inside her.”
Shannon felt his hard cock and unzipped his fly. “And by the feel of it you’re ready too.”
“Not yet,” he said and smiled. “You have some shake and fries left.”
The buxom blonde laughed. “Come on baby, I’m not gonna be able to ride you well if I’m too full--mmmrph,” she said as her mouth was stuffed with French fries. Brad continued to stuff his bloated girl and began to undo her pants, letting her growing tummy escape and breath.
“There, that’s a little better, right?” He smiled and he put more fries in Shannon’s mouth. He rubbed her stomach which was getting hard and taut.
Shannon gasped between chewing as hard as she could and forcing down her food. She had some shake on her face as well as some grease from the fries but couldn’t seem to find the time to use her tongue to lick it off. It felt like she was eating her mom’s breakfast. Forcing it and starting to hurt. She pulled his hand away.
“Seriously, too full Brad,” she gasped and groaned.
He kissed her tight belly and started to rub it slowly. She winced slightly.
“That’s not helping.” Shannon closed her eyes; she was pretty dazed and hadn’t really remembered the food on her face or crumbs that had fallen down into her fat breasts.
“You’re beautiful, every inch of you,” Brad said. Shannon just lay and heavily breathed as he kissed her arms and body up and down. “I love you Shannon.”
“I love you too,” she said as she tried to sit up and immediately regretted the decision. She laid back down and held her side.
“There’s only a little left,” Brad whispered. “I know my little piggy wants it. Tell me you want it. You want to get fat. You want to be huge.” He slowly felt around her panties and could feel her getting wet.
“Feed me Brad. Make me fat, I want to be the fattest girl in the world!” Shannon panted obligingly and forced the rest of the fries down as Brad fed them to her. It hurt so badly. She felt like she was going to burst. Both her stomach and her sexual build up.
She had finished the food and couldn’t move. Her poor stomach had increased in size, making it even harder to see what Brad was doing. He practically ripped off her bra and stuffed her oversized tits into his mouth and hands, trying desperately to grab and suck as much as he could. Without their confines, her massive boobs fell to her sides. As stuffed as she was, even their enormous weight off of her hadn’t helped. She could feel him slide the rest of her clothes off and tease her by poking her legs and tummy with the tip of his rock solid penis.
Brad stood up and she looked at her man, who had also gained during their relationship. She got wet by looking at his pot belly and large penis. She lusted after his big arms, legs, ass, and man boobs. She loved it, but she couldn’t remember when she had changed, when she felt that was sexy. He walked over to her mouth and she knew what he wanted.
Thinking about putting anything else in her mouth even hurt, let alone actually doing it. But she loved him, and she knew he’d do her right if she did. With that, she started sucking his cock slowly, and he started sliding it in and out.
Brad knew she wasn’t giving it her all, and he knew why. He felt a little bad he had stuffed her to this point, that he even wanted to do it, that he even said those things…that he was even doing this to her now. Was this torture really setting him off like that?
He pulled out of her mouth as she gave it one final lick and went back on his bed and could see the pain and lust in her eyes. She really did love him, he knew it. And he loved her, everything about her. He couldn’t tease any more; he needed to show his appreciation. He slid a condom on and slowly, very slowly entered her. He couldn’t believe how wet she was as he looked down and saw his sheets moistened under her. She moaned, loudly.
“Too painful?” Brad asked with concern.
“I’ll be okay hubby,” she moaned again. “Yeah, yeah, yes, do it.”
He pumped slowly, making sure not to press too hard on her pelvis. He didn’t want to put any pressure on her stomach, and began to stroke her inner thighs. He could see her sweat, smell it in the air. He loved it, her scent. She was sex, Aphrodite on earth. Beautiful.
He peered over her round stomach as he thrust slowly, trying not to move it too harshly. Each time he moved her breasts shook with a slight delay from the rest of her body, jiggling with him as did the rest of her ripened form. Brad could see her, mouth slightly agape with her eyes closed breathing and moaning in sync with him. He felt her thick thighs and gave them gentle squeezes as he forced himself further into her and out again.
Brad noticed her moving her hands to her breasts, pinching her erect nipples and mashing the large jugs together. Ordinarily he’d be right along side of her helping with the monumental task, but reaching over and pressing on her stomach in her current condition would be too much for her in her current stuffed stupor. Seeing his girl man handle her own breasts started to really get to him, or rather, her overindulgence. She showed it in food, in sex, in life. It was addictive.
His penis went forward and backward, starting to move a bit faster to see if she could handle it. She was at the point of screaming when he slowed down again. She lay there, unmoving as he worked. Sure she was fondling her breasts, but she wasn’t working on him…yet, it was as good as or better than their previous escapades. Was it wrong to want this for them? Did she want it for them?
Shannon’s sweat arced down her protruding stomach and breasts as they continued. Every shimmy and jiggle caused a bead to run down whatever fat mountain it had came from. With every pump her fat body rocked itself in a fluid motion causing them to fly off every now and again. Her plump fingers continued to work on her breasts, occasionally lifting one of the heavy sacks to suck her own nipples, biting them slightly.
She felt full, too full. Overfilled to the point of popping as her man put more meat into her. She could feel each wave of fat running its course over her chubby body with each advance Brad made. It felt painful and yet, it felt divine. With every ounce of her that jiggled her pleasure increased. She moaned loudly at the thought.
They continued, trying to go as fast and hard as Shannon would allow. She continued her upper torso massage as Brad attacked her lower quarters. Each trying to match up with the other with speed and pressure. In and out, in and out both of them building. Quicker, and harder, and faster. And with one final burst they both popped. Her shaking made her wince, but it was overpowering. She felt great, better than perhaps she ever had as did he.
“That…that was the best ever,” she gasped. Brad made sure to not roll onto
her and went to her side, slowly stroking her hair. He kissed her forehead.
“I’m sorry I got so carried away there,” he said softly. “But you were so sexy with the food, you really set me off.” He stroked her small double chin with his finger. “My sexy fat piggy.”
“Yeah, well I feel like an elephant. I don’t think we’re going to do this again. And I don’t like that pet name, stop it.” Shannon said, trying to catch her breath.
“Is chubby buns better?” he asked jokingly as he squeezed and caressed what he could reach of her butt.
Shannon giggled. “No it’s not, man boobs.”
“Hey!”
The blonde giggled again. “Not so funny now is it?”
“Okay,” Brad laughed. “Point taken.”
He kissed her and licked the food off of her face. He moved slowly down to the crumbs that had taken refuge in between her flabby fun bags.
Shannon stroked his dark hair as he explored her crevices and folds. “That’s gonna take you a while hon,” she joked.
“It’s a tough job but someone’s got to do it!” he responded between kisses and sucking.
Shannon moaned. “Baby, if you suck on my nipple like that you have to be ready to go.”
Brad smirked and went back to licking and handling her left nipple. She continued stroking his hair and moaned.
Shannon laughed.
“Another go it is then!” she smirked as she tried to flip herself around on all fours with her large overstuffed tummy hanging as she stuck her large ass up in the air.
