I hope all you gals will find this hot...
My first boyfriend was an adorable skinny indie rock boy in high school...imagine Josh Hartnett (sp?). He was the type who was thin but ate whatever he wanted, and even though I'd been jilling off to BHM fantasies forever, I'd never figured out what was going on per se.
So one Thanksgiving (ah, the holiday of our dreams!) I was with him and his family and he decided he wanted to eat a slice of each pie there was on the table..a la mode. There were like three or four pies, and he took a nice slice of each. I was so aroused I practically slid under the table, and it was so crazy being there in the midst of all these wholesome folks totally getting off on this secret thing. Later that eve, he got ANOTHER piece of pie and I had to go down on him right on his living room couch with everyone asleep upstairs.
I was semi-out to him about the fetish but the relationship kind of went south eventually and he got a little belly but was still a skinny thing.
Anyway, fast forward a decade, and I look him up online. We make contact and he gives me a link to his MySpace--but I don't recognize him. There's just this big guy there! He says, yeah, you'd like my belly now--I've developed a taste for beer. I find a link to his wedding photos and sure enough he's nice and thick, with a lovely beer belly. I'm swooning. This is a few weeks ago and since then we've been exchaning hot emails about his eating and I'm totally distracted all the time. He doesn't really share the fetish, though he likes to know I'm so turned on, so it's not totally ideal, but still: my ex turned into my fantasy! It's so wild!
Anyway, this is what has prompted me to join. Thanks for listening.
My first boyfriend was an adorable skinny indie rock boy in high school...imagine Josh Hartnett (sp?). He was the type who was thin but ate whatever he wanted, and even though I'd been jilling off to BHM fantasies forever, I'd never figured out what was going on per se.
So one Thanksgiving (ah, the holiday of our dreams!) I was with him and his family and he decided he wanted to eat a slice of each pie there was on the table..a la mode. There were like three or four pies, and he took a nice slice of each. I was so aroused I practically slid under the table, and it was so crazy being there in the midst of all these wholesome folks totally getting off on this secret thing. Later that eve, he got ANOTHER piece of pie and I had to go down on him right on his living room couch with everyone asleep upstairs.
I was semi-out to him about the fetish but the relationship kind of went south eventually and he got a little belly but was still a skinny thing.
Anyway, fast forward a decade, and I look him up online. We make contact and he gives me a link to his MySpace--but I don't recognize him. There's just this big guy there! He says, yeah, you'd like my belly now--I've developed a taste for beer. I find a link to his wedding photos and sure enough he's nice and thick, with a lovely beer belly. I'm swooning. This is a few weeks ago and since then we've been exchaning hot emails about his eating and I'm totally distracted all the time. He doesn't really share the fetish, though he likes to know I'm so turned on, so it's not totally ideal, but still: my ex turned into my fantasy! It's so wild!
Anyway, this is what has prompted me to join. Thanks for listening.
