BBW Alanna’s Eating-~BBW,~WG,~FA,~Stuffing,~Gluttony,~Sex

Discussion in 'Recent Additions' started by Seamless333, Nov 8, 2018.

  1. Dec 16, 2018 #21

    Wantitplease

    Wantitplease

    Wantitplease

    Member

    Joined:
    Jul 24, 2013
    Messages:
    14
    Likes Received:
    0
    Location:
    ,
    I personally hope she’ll get fatter.
     
  2. Dec 27, 2018 #22

    Seamless333

    Seamless333

    Seamless333

    Member

    Joined:
    Jul 24, 2014
    Messages:
    20
    Likes Received:
    28
    Location:
    Scotland
    Thomas was home for Christmas and so Alanna and Sam had the place to themselves. Alanna insisted on taking over breakfast. Two frying pans bubbled and spat, filled with too much sliced sausage and tattie scones. Alanna wore a too small
    T-shirt and a pair of Sam’s shorts. She grinned as she caught sight of Sam watching her, sitting at the table. Maybe she moved a little faster in response, feeling a thrill at the cascade of jiggles and wobbles rippling across her body. Sam seemed to enjoy it.

    Alanna giggled as Sam squeezed her love handles. He lay on the couch and she straddled him, squeezing his chest between her pudgy thighs. He ran his hands from her belly, over her hips, pulling her down towards him, and she kissed him furiously. Alanna was stuffed.

    After breakfast, Sam seemed to produce a never ending supply of chocolates and cakes. Alanna swore she had eaten a dozen mince pies, but rather than feel embarrassed, or ashamed, she felt only pleasure, pride even. Sam’s feeding was different. He slowly fed her, passing her sweets and treats. Never pushing her too far. Her smile faltered for a bit as she remembered wallowing in Grant’s chair. He had been different. Feed the fatty. Eating with Sam, for Sam, was better. He cared about her, he loved her, not just her growing body. She kissed his neck and let her whole weight rest on him. He wrapped his arms around her and she closed her eyes. His hands danced across her back, stroking her hips and then back up to her round shoulders. Alanna smiled from ear to ear, burying her face in his chest.

    -

    Christmas Dinner was a feast of her own. Alanna felt warm and fuzzy, as Sam’s very own brand of Christmas cheer filled her belly. After two courses of cheese and smoked meats, Sam produced a bottle of red wine. Together they added alcohol to the brew of sex and food. An hour before midnight, Alanna found herself perched on the edge of the couch, shoving spoonfuls of sticky toffee pudding into her mouth. Her other hand squeezed the thick roll than sat on her lap. Her eyes were locked with Sam’s, breathing heavily as she licked the last of the toffee sauce from the spoon. Her chest rose and fell heavily, barely contained by her birthday bra. Sam sat in a chair, glass of red wine in hand as he smiled at her. Then she picked up the bowl, using her fingers to scrape the last of the toffee sauce into her mouth. Then, carefully, she put each finger into her mouth and sucked the sauce from it.

    Sam was across the room before she had finished, scooping her up and carrying her off to bed.
     
    Last edited: Dec 27, 2018

Share This Page