Lineup’s Sports Bar and Grill was indeed a trendy watering hole; many of the patrons were upper middle class. Not that Michelle and her friends really cared, they were there to take in the swanky atmosphere and basically carouse with each other. If by chance they received favorable attention from any males, which was a long shot, it was all very innocent, not one of them had any design to cheat on their significant other.
A few guys did acknowledge them but the small talk was sparse, the length of time chatting wasn’t very long. Even Jenna was addressed politely but the guys who did momentarily speak with them chiefly centered their attention on the other three females.
Jenna was getting fidgety, swiftly gulping down her beer and rubbing her belly out of nervousness.
Terribly anxious for Cory to arrive.
Michelle and the other girls made light of it, sparing no expense in poking fun at her.
“Relax, Jen”, Sammi civilly, but with a twisted grin, told her, “Cory seemed to fancy you big time.”
Julie giggled, “I swear she’s right, the guy appeared to have a huge crush on you.”
Jenna lifted her eyebrows and sighed, “I just have an itch that needs scratching; it’s been a long time.”
Michelle leaned in toward Jenna, “Now Jen, you weren’t like this in high school, racked with doubt if the guy liked you or not. You’re still the same girl you were back then, right. Maybe full size now but why worry about that stuff, remember you were the prom queen.”
Jenna was completely in a beer buzz, and she responded with a cheesy smile, “That’s right, I was the prom queen.”
“You owned the room the moment you entered it, guys circling you like bees to honey”, Michelle began rattling off in a cute tone. “Some confidence you had didn’t you, knowing you had the pick of the litter.”
“You can’t believe how popular I was”, Jenna said, her speech marginally slurring.
Michelle reclaimed her position on the back of her chair, her posture straight and a little intimidating. Michelle’s eyes scanned her friends before delivering Jenna’s ego a proverbial smack.
“We used to be so envious of you and no wonder why. Thing is though, we never really wanted to be apart of your clique back then, and now you’ve managed to become a part of our clique. Funny how things work out, hasn’t it Jen?”
Jenna sipped her beer, a funky smile adding dimension to her puffy her cheeks, “Huh-uh, you kind of lost me.”
Michelle laughed, “What I’m saying, if I’m saying anything is that after all this time the prom queen has joined us, not the other way around.”
Jenna tilted her head; she roughly understood what Michelle meant.
Before Jenna could adequately respond, Sammi and Julie chimed in.
“But I think it’s cool, very cool”, Sammi brilliantly smiled, “We’re not at all high maintenance like your former friends_.”
“Fate isn‘t all that complicated”, Julie said with a soft chuckle as she strummed her own capacious belly; “you have more in common with us now.”
Michelle shook head, “Julie’s right, you can connect better with us, communicate on the same level. Hell, Jen, being prom queen isn’t that big of deal anymore because there’s not a shred of difference between you and us.”
Jenna crinkled her nose, her fingertips circling the top of her beer mug, “Why you saying this? Is it because I’ve changed we’re now friends?”
“Cheer up, Jen”, Sammi said extremely syrupy, “At least try to understand that the weight you put on, losing the attitude, puts us all on the same ground.”
“Yes, we enjoy your company, don’t feel ’too’ insulted”, Julie remarked.
Michelle laid her hand over Jenna’s thigh in which she gently patted, “Perk up, we hope you’ll continue joining us, hanging out with us.”
Jenna passively uttered, “Yeah, that be cool.”
The friends all listened as Jenna apologized, “I guess I treated y’all rather uppity back then, sorry about that_.”
Jenna cupped her belly bulge at its lowest region, accentuating the change to her body, and to stress her point, she awkwardly giggled, “_yeah, we got more in common now!”
Pushing back her bangs, Jenna sluggishly wheezed, “But like, if plumping up initiated this friendship, then I’m sort of happy it did.”
Michelle glimpsed her friends with a befuddled smirk, and then stood up, “I think it’s time for another round.”
Jenna slugged down what beer was left in her mug, giggling out loud as she dug into her purse, “Wait! This rounds on me!”
Jenna handed Michelle the cash, and then bought another round of beer.
Just as Michelle returned to their table, Cory walked through the door.
Cory had amended his appearance, combing his hair and was wearing better clothes.
“Look who’s looking spiffy”, Michelle warbled in a spunky tone.
For some strange reason Jenna could only stare at Cory until Julie playfully tugged on Jenna’s upper arm. “Acknowledge your love-muffin, do something!”
Jenna stretched out her arm and waved over to Cory, however he failed to notice due to his eyes being locked onto a couple hot looking babes at the bar.
Michelle planted her hand unto Jenna’s back, then leaned into her as she coasted her upward out of the chair.
“Go over there, play it cool…”, Michelle coached Jenna along in a constructive manner but then switch streams, “……forget about that, playing hard to get went out when your figure became hostile to thong skivvies!”
Jenna swung her face toward Michelle, “Huh?” she groaned.
Michelle wrapped one arm around Jenna’s shoulder, “Remember, things have changed, you’re not the….”
Michelle caught the doleful shine in Jenna’s eye, holding back further criticism, she finished her sentence by simply stating, “…..don’t do anything too stupid but have fun.”
Jenna shook her head, Michelle giving her ass a swift swat, provoking Jenna to lumber forward into Cory‘s direction.
Michelle plopped down into her chair, turning to her friends, she vigorously rubbed her head, “I must be getting soft, my conscience got the better of me.”
Jenna walked over to Cory, snaring his attention with a buoyant, “Hey stun!”
Michelle, Sammi and Julie watched from the table, Jenna flirting to the hilt, Cory looking a little bit nervous. They walked over to the bar, Jenna ordering a couple beers, her hand over his shoulder.
After a moment they moved closer to each other, Jenna whispering into Cory’s ear, possibly nibbling on it. They didn’t spend a lot of time nursing their beers, Jenna wrapping her arm around Cory’s arm, they slower made tracks outside.
Michelle jumped out of her chair and bolted to the picture window. She quietly giggled and waved the other girls over.
Jenna cupped the sides of Cory’s face, planting her lips onto his as he brought his hands over her pudgy waist. The girls watched as the sparks flew between the couple, Jenna’s body seemingly engulfing Cory’s as she moved closer into the embrace.
A pause in the necking, Jenna looked over Cory’s shoulder, mentioning something inaudible to her audience. From there Jenna and Cory took to a narrow trail that led behind the bar.
Michelle turned to her friends, “She works fast.”
“She got too, Jen can’t miss a meal”, Sammi chuckled.
Julie swerved toward the door, Michelle composedly interrupting her, “Wait, not yet.”
“Don’t you wanna see what happens?” Julie asked.
“Yeah, I do”, Michelle answered back on route to their table, “But let’s give ’em awhile, we still have time to finish our beer before it gets interesting.”
Sammi giggled in agreement, Julie grinning before likewise giggling, “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”
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The path took them through a patch of pine trees and shrubbery, down an embankment where they willingly began a bout of sensual pleasure.
They settled down on a fallen log that was just wide enough to equip Jenna’s roomy ass, their lips merging together as their hands caressed each others body.
Jenna positioned one leg over Cory’s lap, pausing for a breath of air she impishly smiled as Cory cupped her breast, firmly squeezing the spongy tissue before daintily massaging her boob.
Jenna’s fingers roomed over Cory’s flat stomach, eventually moving downward to his crotch, the kissing ensued very dramatically.
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Michelle, Sammi and Julie finally made it down the trail, observing them from behind the foliage.
Jenna had removed her top and lowered a bra cup, Cory fervently caressing her breast with his lips, his other hand underneath the spandex fabric, vigorously massaging her ass.
Jenna’s arms flung over Cory‘s shoulders, her head tilted backward.
Michelle watched as her friends removed their cell phones from their purses, Sammi quipping, “Such a Kodak moment!”
Michelle cracked a crooked grin, “I can’t disagree with you there.”
The females began taking photographs, Michelle grabbing her cell phone as well, “This is too outrageous to ignore.”
Within a few seconds Jenna positioned herself over the log, Cory laying hold to her spacious hips.
Jenna’s could feel Cory’s swelling cock underneath his jeans as he preceded to dry hump her doggy style.
A safe distance away and behind the shrubbery the friends faintly giggled.
“This is too much”, Sammi grinned.
Michelle snapped a photograph, “That’s some cush’n for the push’n.”
Jenna was in full arousal, emitting loud squeaky moans which caused her friends to giggle louder.
Michelle turned to her friends, “Okay, Ladies, we’ve seen enough. Let’s go back inside the bar, wait five minutes, then I’ll phone the bovine and tell her we’re leaving.”
Sammi and Julie concurred and they scurried back to the bar.
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It took a while for Jenna to answer her phone, and when Jenna was told they were about to leave she began to whine.
Michelle was adamant in her decision, “No Jen, not a minute longer! You had enough time with your Romeo, now we’ll heading to a fast food joint and then home.”
Jenna muttered something to Cory then returned her attention to Michelle, “…what if I meet you later…”
“No! We came as group, we’re leaving as a group”, Michelle strictly enforced the big sister role, “Understand! Come back now!”
A few minutes later Jenna wobbled back into the bar, her hair and makeup a ruined mess, and the back of her top tucked into her slacks.
“Where’s you’re lover boy?” Julie asked.
Jenna scratched her belly, finally replying after grabbing the beer she had abandoned when Cory arrived, “Well he left, was totally disappointed we had to stop, I think he was a little mad.”
Jenna held unto her billowing belly as she guzzled the beer, resulting in such a thunderously loud burp which caused many of the patrons to spin around and look at her.
Wiping her lips with her forearm, Jenna inquired, “Why can’t we just eat here, it says bar and grill don’t it?”
“We have a long drive back”, said Michelle rather sweetly, “Be best if we dine near our own neighborhood. You hungry?”
“Well, a little, yeah”, Jenna replied quietly.
“Alright then”, Julie said perkily.
Michelle spun around taking the lead as she walked toward the door, Sammi and Julie side by side close behind her, Jenna trailing a few steps back, plainly indicating the hierarchy of their clique.
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Approximately an hour later the friends bought burgers at an open all night burger joint, and dined in the car.
“You’ll be spending the night at my place”, Michelle casually told Jenna, “Of course.”
Jenna paused munching on her fries to amiably decline, “I don’t think so, Carter might be home, I’d like to see him.”
“Oh I really think you oughtn’t to see Carter, bad idea”, Michelle willingly shared her opinion, “Not so soon after making moves on another guy. Wait until tomorrow and when Cory is out of your system.
Jenna listened as Sammi chimed in, “Michelle’s right, you need time for closure, and anyhow, Carter might just sense you were with another guy.”
“I didn’t think about that”, Jenna sighed, taking a bite out of her burger, she added, “I guess that makes sense.”
The friends consumed their meals and afterward breaking company once returning to Michelle’s home where Jenna bunked over night.
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Jenna slept to around noon, had a nice size breakfast and then obliged Michelle with painting her finger and toe nails. The friends casually reviewed their night out, Jenna stating it was the most fun she had in a while and that she appreciates their friendship. Michelle agreed, saying that having her along made the excursion all the more special. Jenna then admitted that she became involved with Cory in a romantic type of fling, and while it did suppress her feminine urges, she was all the hornier.
“I don’t know what Carter got planned for us tonight but I damn sure hope there’s plenty of action in the bedroom. That dude done whet my appetite!”
Michelle giggled, cheering Jenna on, “Ain’t you the vixen in heat! I hope Carter is mindful and cautious at the same time. Don’t rough up your man too bad with all your pent-up hormones!”
However, Jenna was stranded over by Michelle’s since Sammi had driven her over there the previous evening. No real problem though, Jenna phoned Carter to pick her up, however, Carter was unavailable but would send Larry to get her and drive her back to their place.
While Jenna waited for Larry, Michelle apologized for not being able to give her a ride home.
It couldn’t be helped; Michelle’s old man had need of their vehicle.
Jenna thanked Michelle for being included in their girls night out, and Michelle told her that she was always welcomed in joining them, she was now a member of their group.
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“Thanks for coming out and picking me up!” Jenna pleasantly chirped as she hopped into Larry’s van.
Larry nonchalantly replied, “it’s cool, I wasn’t doing much of anything.”
Larry waited until Jenna had fastened her safety belt before driving off to his place.
“Have a nice time?” Larry asked, Jenna shook her head, discreetly sharing a few details, naturally leaving Cory entirely out of the discussion. Once Jenna had finished, Larry chivalrously informed Jenna about Carter and his plans for the evening.
“Carter feels awful coz he couldn’t pick ya up, says he hopes you understand. Tonight he’s planning to take you out somewhere; I think the bar, something like that. Main thing is, he expects you to be ready by nine sharp!”
“Oh I’ll be ready, you can count on that!” Jenna snickered.
“You hungry at all?” Larry questioned Jenna bluntly yet serenely.
Jenna directed her eyes out the side window, glancing over the landscape and the few homes off in the horizon. “I had a nice breakfast by Michelle’s, so I don’t think so.”
Larry laid his hand over Jenna’s belly, his easy going tone corresponding to the smile over her face.
“You swear you’re not hungry?”
Larry pressed his fingertips tautly into the fatty tissue which insulated Jenna’s belly, startling her at first, and causing her to swerve her face toward Larry.
Jenna was about to reply but Larry spoke over her in a joking fashion, “You have the kind of tummy that needs to be stuffed, I know for sure, my belly’s the same way!”
Larry subsequently laughed, removing his had from Jenna’s gut in the process.
There was something that Jenna found erotic about her belly being handled, belly rubs especially a turn-on. Normally she would have preferred Carter grabbing her belly but she had to admit, the brief moment of contact had aroused her,
Jenna favored Larry with a dauntless grin, squinting her eyes as she teasingly uttered, “It’s nice to know I’m not the only big eater around town. Are you going to stop off to get something for yourself?”
Larry rattled off, “Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and biscuits! There’s a new KFC in town!”
Jenna planted her fingers over her bulbous belly and giggled, “That sounds so tasty big guy, I think I can be persuaded in joining you. Hell yeah!”
Jenna strummed her orb shaped belly, even though covered by spandex, the minor league fondling relieved the sexual tension she felt. The only other outlet in quelling her sexual desire was through eating.
“Well if I’m a judge of time, going to the drive through and all, we should get home just as Chiller - Horror Theater gets on!” Larry announced with legitimate excitement.
“Count Floyd! Damn, I didn’t know he was still on TV, I used to watch that show all the time in high school with my friend Betsy”, Jenna replied practically embarrassed to admit it.
“It be cool if you’d watch it with me while we eat, they’re having Attack of the Crab Monsters!”
Jenna rocked her head back and forth, “Don’t know why the hell not! As long as it’s over before I have to get ready to see Carter.”
Larry shook his head, “It should be, I’m sure it will!”
Jenna melodiously chimed, “Okay!”
“I’ll be honest with ya Jen”, Larry began to show his venerable side; “Carter is one lucky bum dating you! You’re about everything there is cool and sweet about a girl, damn beautiful too! Very beautiful!”
Jenna charmingly smiled, “That’s quite a wonderful opinion you have of me. Thanks, Larry.”
“I don’t mean to be out of line, being factually about this stuff”, Larry said, trying to pull of to her that he was smarter than he actually was to impress Jenna. “Way I figure, it’s phonemically important to put it all out there and speak your mind. Carter is my best friend, straight on cool and all that.
I can see why you’re attached to him, I can’t blame you.”
Jenna nodded, Larry continued, “I just want you to know that I think you’re just as special as you think Carter is. You understand where I’m going?”
Jenna chuckled, “Yeah, I think so. You feel I’m just as special as I feel Carter is.”
Larry seemed a little frazzled although it was obvious Jenna understood what he meant.
Jenna laid her hand over Larry’s shoulder, her voice perky in optimism, “You’re sweet, very sweet, I know that you’ll someday meet up with a girl who thinks you’re just as special…”
Jenna inched closer to Larry, sliding her body next to his, “…just as damn special as I find Carter. She’ll be crazy for you.”
“Yeah”, Larry grunted, “Only thing is, I’ll be showing her more attention than Carter shows you.”
A glum expression grew upon Jenna’s face, “Huh-uh, yeah. Good for you.”
Larry affectionately tapped Jenna’s knee, and she nasally sighed, “I sure hope Carter shows up, I’d hate to spend another night without him.”
Larry inconspicuously surveyed Jenna’s her well-endowed jugs and ample size belly, and finally the plumpness of her thighs.
“Yeah girl, you’re beautiful to the max”, Larry thought to himself as he brought his eyes to Jenna’s face. Minus any kind of makeup, her features looking exceedingly puffy, and with a small collection of pimples, Larry found Jenna unanimously alluring.
Larry half-smiled due to nervousness, “Carter doesn’t know what he got”, Larry shared his thoughts with Jenna, “You’re more possibly the best looking dish Carter was ever with, I sure wish he knew this.”
“Yup!” Jenna responded coarsely, “I wish he knew this too, it’s awful he’s so busy lately.”
Jenna’s stomach emitted a gurgle that was loud enough to break the seriousness of the moment, causing her to laugh out loud, “How far is that KFC! I’m hungrier than I thought!”
Larry broke out in laughter as well, joking with Jenna to the hilt, “I told ya, pretty lady, you got a belly that needs stuffing, almost constantly!”
“I guess my stomach knows more about me than my brain!” Jenna replied, the laughter ensuing.
The pair comically exchanged jokes about each others bellies and appetites until they reached the Kentucky Fried Chicken establishment. No surprise, Jenna ordered a meal just as large as Larry’s, and he made it a point to treat.
Back home Jenna and Larry shared the couch as they dined on the food, watching the B Science Fiction movie and having as wonderful a time together as possible. Needless to say, beer, some vodka and a modest amount of marijuana was thrown into the mix.
Jenna wasn’t quite as sober as she would like to have been by the time she got ready for her date with Carter. The tryst with Cory the previous evening was nice but their encounter only managed to kindle her feminine desires. Furthermore, Cory was a rookie, Jenna needed a man who knew exactly what he was doing, and Carter was tremendously dexterous where she was concerned.
Jenna wanted to look dangerously sexy, producing an appearance that turned him on.
She fiddled around with her brown hair, twisting it into a knotty ponytail before deciding that just letting her hair down, sweeping her shoulders was probably for the best.
Makeup was profusely applied, wanting to generate the ‘bad girl’ look and Jenna was modestly successful. The thick eyeliner, pink mascara and cherry red lipstick done overboard made Jenna look embarrassing cheap. Depicting a young lady with questionable morals and got noticed by her appearance not her personality.
Jenna put on a stretchy pink top that emphasized her buxom melons while exposing the navel region of her belly. Jenna sat on the edge of the bed as she squeezed into the slacks, camouflaged in style, green, gray and black. Standing upward, Jenna adjusted the waistband, her belly flowing over the material, a minor tummy bulge nestled beneath a much large one. Muffin-tops oozing over the slacks, the fabric contouring to the roundness of her chubby hindquarters, her thighs looking radically chunky.
Jenna analyzed her appearance in the mirror, for a split-second she felt demoralized over the weight she piled on and her low-class attire. But she quickly dispensed with the loathsome thought of the gutter trash variety of female she had developed into, and instead smiled at her reflection with a kernal of pride.
She was finally the type of woman that Carter aspired her to become.
Jenna strutted back into the living room, Larry smiling at her while taking a toke from a joint.
“You look mind boggling hot!” Larry admitted between coughing.
Jenna marched on over to Larry, securing the joint, she took a drag, “Compliments are always appreciative, coming from you, they’re especially nice.”
Jenna took another drag, handing Larry back the joint, she then picked up her cell phone and called Carter. There was no answer.
“He knows he’s coming to get me, right?” Jenna asked, her tone a little too anxious.
Larry shook his head.
Jenna took a seat on the couch along side Larry and phoned Carter again and again no answer.
Nine o’clock - nine thirty - ten o’clock. Jenna made repeated tries in contacting Carter, and he never answered the phone.
Jenna kept bugging Larry, almost too sheer lunacy, “Are you sure he was picking me up? Where do you suppose he is? Why isn’t he answering my calls?”
Larry would only reply with the same answer.
“All I know is, Carter said he was taking you out and be ready at nine o’clock sharp.”
It was thirty minutes after ten when Larry’s cell phone went off. Jenna leaned toward Larry, hoping it was indeed Carter.
Larry shook his head as the person on the other end spoke, eventually he did respond with a definite, “Nah, thanks for asking.”
Larry stood up as soon as the phone call came to an end, peering at Jenna with a wanton sparkle in his eyes, he informed Jenna that it was J.J. who called, and then as he walked to the kitchen, “I’m going to get a beer, I’ll bring you one.”
Jenna once again dialed Carter’s number, at her wit’s end, hoping he would answer.
Jenna’s attempt in reaching him was a flat zero.
Larry returned to the living room, handing Jenna the bottle of suds, he resumed his place on the couch beside her. Jenna sipped her beer, somewhere wedged between worry and anger, she uttered tensely, “I hope nothing happened to him.”
Larry sighed, taking a longer then usual swig of beer; he then relinquished a much louder sigh.
“J.J. said that he was at a strip club, he invited me to join them.”
“Alright”, Jenna remarked indifferently, “Go join your friends if you like; I’m sure Carter will show up sooner or later.”
Larry engaged in another sip of beer, he positioned himself sideways over the couch, his sprawling belly connecting to Jenna’s.
“This sucks”, Larry sourly explained, “J.J. is out with Carter, Carter is at the strip club with him.”
Jenna’s jaw dropped, her features contorting into a bizarre scowl, “He didn’t mention me, like something about Carter seeing me?”
“J.J. didn’t mention Carter seeing you at all”, Larry softly replied.
Scratching his belly, Larry mumbled, “oh shit“, subsequently picking up his cell phone.
“I’ll call Carter for ya, see what the holdup is.”
It took Larry some effort to pull himself off the couch, his belly seemingly like an anchor that tried hindering his movement. Stepping out of earshot of Jenna, Larry did reach Carter, their conversation limited to hardly a minute.
Larry placed his cell phone on the coffee table, his expression muddled in confusion.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but Carter isn’t going to be home until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.”
Jenna nervously clutched her belly, her double chin doubling in size as she winced, “You did mention me, that I’m all ready, waiting for him.”
Larry tilted his head, “When I said you were here that’s when Carter said he wouldn’t be back until tomorrow. The lout didn’t even mention your name.”
Jenna snarled, “That son-of-a-bitch! He said for me to be ready, and then he stands me up!”
“You could use another beer, honey”, Larry persuasively grinned. “Be right back.”
In the time it took Jenna to drink a couple more beers, and a few more drags from the joint, she verbally criticized Carter. Larry preferred to let her vent, “Get it all out of your system”, he told her a few times.
Jenna then became inexplicably quiet for a short span of time, watching TV with Larry and sipping another beer.
Jenna’s emotional state ultimately crashed and she became terribly submissive and self-critical.
“Did I do something to offend him, maybe I’m too clingy or something?”
Larry smiled at Jenna, making an attempt to relieve her qualms, “Nah, sweetie, ain’t your fault at all, you just got mixed up with a scumbag who doesn’t deserve you.”
Jenna forced a smile unto her face although her eyes were still filled with misery.
Larry roughly sighed, lunging himself off the couch, making a trek to the kitchen.
Jenna pouted, contemplating the cause behind Carter’s thoughtless behavior toward her.
Larry returned to living room, “Hope this might make you feel better”, he affectionately smile as he handed Jenna a couple of baloney with cheese sandwiches, the mayo excessively thick.
Jenna gobbled them up along with another beer but the food failed to help relieve her strife.
Jenna curled up next to Larry, laying her hand over his enormous gut; she repeated her questions, a raw bleakness in her voice. “I try making Carter happy; do whatever I can to make myself attractive. What the hell is happening, I really thought he liked me?”
Jenna began massaging Larry’s belly, gliding her fingers over the bulging fat; there was something oddly sexual about the pudginess.
“I’ll be completely honest, Jennifer”, Larry half-smiled, bringing his hand over Jenna’s belly, and giving it a delicate squeeze before strumming the slope.
“Carter told me, maybe Monday … no Tuesday…whatever. But as much as he likes having you around….”
Jenna brought her face closer to Larry’s, her eyes locking unto his, “Please Larry, what did Carter say.”
“There’s no nice way of me telling you this, honey”, Larry uttered uncomfortably, “But it wasn’t complimentary at all. Shit, it was ….low down insulting.”
Larry advanced the strength of the belly rub, his fingers submerging deeply into the rubbery tissue, “I don’t want to tell you, it was that dirty, offensive…”
Jenna let loose a muffled sigh, the massage sparking a riveting sensation down to her toes.
“You got to be answer…I mean be honest, what did C..Carter say, exactly….please tell me…”
“It’s not how I feel about you, I think you’re sexy, you know, you gotta believe me”, Larry answered, his sexual urges becoming aroused as Jenna leaned into him, slithering her fingers down the length of his gut.
“Carter says you’re starting to look like a big fat troll….he didn’t mind the weight at first but you’re getting too big …too fat for him to handle….”
Jenna unconsciously spread open her beefy thighs, practically climbing aboard the stout middle aged man. “Damn…damn my weight, I knew I was getting too fat…” Jenna whimpered.
Larry cringed at Jenna’s comment, using more strength than he thought he had, brought her body on top of his own, their bellies merging together, her breasts aligned against his chest.
“Don’t say that, you ain’t too fat, you could be huge, bigger than me, what does it matter, Jenna, it wouldn’t matter to me.”
Jenna embraced Larry, his hands firmly holding her waist, “I…know…I know…”
Their eyes interlocking, their lips curving into mischievous grins.
Larry brushed his fingers along Jenna’s love handles; she peeped a semi-erotic sigh, then massaged his lower lip with her tongue.
They began kissing; an ardent if not sloppy display of affection but neither paused to complain.
Larry secured her boob, caressing it gently, her one hand delicately against his face, the other hand massaging his gut.
Within a minute, Larry began rocking his body, Jenna exploding in giggles, latching unto his shoulders, manuvering her breasts into his face.
In a flash, Jenna slid off Larry, clumsily losing her balance briefly as she began undressing.
Larry directed his arm toward Jenna who stood garbed in just her bra and panties.
Jenna tightly grabbed Larry’s arm, and heaved him off the couch.
Another minor bout of kissing, Jenna coming to Larry’s aid in removing his clothes.
She snorted loudly but in approval at Larry’s naked girth, her ridiculously wide smile exaggerating the plumpness of her cheeks. Jenna cupped Larry’s belly with both hands, strumming the sides, before bending over and licking his gut which slightly hung downward. Larry brought his hands to Jenna’s head, running his fingers through her hair as she began French kissing his belly.
“Imagine if we bred”, Larry jokingly stated, “We’d have some gigantic babies!”
Jenna cracked an inane giggled as she straightened up and backed away.
A naughty expression formed over Jenna’s face, and she giggled like an air-head while removing her bra, and then tossing it at Larry.
“Make one hell of a slingshot!” Larry laughed as he caught it and tossed it back at her.
Jenna’s heavy boobs bounced a couple times before settling in postion over the top of her belly.
Catching her bra, she tossed it behind her, then moved closer to Larry and held unto his shoulder as she tried to removing her panties.
This wasn’t so easy, the material getting stuck on her butt-cheek, and she tugged on it to no prevail until Larry eased her back unto the couch and removed the garment off her.
Larry began massaging her chunky thighs, a frolicsome sparkle in his eyes, an elongated grin upon his face.
Jenna giggled, latching her hands unto her bulbous belly, she gave it a firm squeeze, giggling again, she mischievously smirked, “Don’t be neglecting my tummy.”
Larry snickered and moved in toward Jenna’s belly, gliding his hands over the protuberance in a circular motion. Jenna smiled at the massage, emitting a serene snort. Larry directed his hand to Jenna’s breast, caressing it daintily; she altered her position on the couch and obsessively kissed him.
Jenna maneuvered herself in position, doggy style was her preference, and the best option.
Larry wasn’t shy about tapping Jenna’s hefty ass, giving it a squeeze before embracing her hips and going into action.
Jenna squealed as Larry entered her, his thrust irregular at first but he soon found his groove.
Jenna’s breasts swinging, her belly jiggling as were her thighs.
Larry grunted rowdily with every shove, Jenna biting her lip and enjoying the ride.
The deeper Larry thrust into her, the louder he grunted, at one point deriding Carter, calling him a prick for treating Jenna so crudely.
Jenna was far too aroused to comment, other than a snorting or whimpering.
Larry releasing one hand from her waist for a moment to playfully pinch the flab that coated her hip, “This is out-and-out womanly, damn sexy!”
Jenna nodded, sighing again and again as Larry put everything he had into her.
Soon enough, Larry emptied his load into Jenna.
Jenna eased herself to the floor, and rolled unto her back, her lips acknowledging Larry with an air-head smile.
Larry winked at Jenna, pitching his hand down toward her, she seized it and he steered her upward.
Jenna laid one arm over Larry’s shoulder, edging her breasts into his body, Larry responded with an extended kiss as she slithered her body against his.
“You thinking what I’m thinking?” Larry questioned upon removing his lips from Jenna’s.
Jenna submissively tilted her head; “Yeah?” she squeaked a high-pitched snicker.
Larry swiftly handled her boob, giving her a quick smooch and then wobbled into the kitchen.
Jenna sincerely thought Larry had meant another mating session but realizing she was wrong, held one hand to her big roving belly and joined him in the kitchen.
Jenna slanted her body against Larry, hugging his waist as she nibbled on his neck while he stood at the fridge gnawing on a piece of pie. Larry turned slightly, bringing what was left of the pie to Jenna’s lips which she devoured instantly. Noticing the chocolate syrup, Larry brought it out of the fridge, squinting a mouthful then directed the bottle toward Jenna and did the same for her.
In a cute tone, Jenna uttered, “Yummy”, which influenced Larry to squirt a trail of syrup down the length of his vast belly. Jenna grasped Larry’s waist and began licking away the chocolate syrup that trailed down his gut. Once Jenna had finished, she grabbed the syrup bottle and squirted the syrup over her breasts which Larry eagerly licked. As it happened, the pair continued the routine for a while, squinting chocolate syrup on certain areas of each others body, the other participant licking it off. Once the novelty wore off, they consumed a variety of food and smoked a little weed, eventually bringing the sexual activity to Larry’s bed.
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