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Help locating a story? Anonymous 08/29/2018 (Wed) 18:16:25 Id:898493 No. 2972 [Reply]
I read one a few weeks ago and I cant for the life of me remember where it was. It started with a thin girl having a secret fat fetish and after watching her favorite web model one night, ended up gaining weight herself through a series of 'rippling reality' plot devices. Eventually winding up replacing the model she was watching, with the former model becoming her skinny feeder.

To show my thanks, here is a link to one of my favorite 'reality altering' stories;

https://www.dimensionsmagazine.com/threads/redefining-reality-parts-1-4-by-guhbone-ssbbw-magic-explicit-sex-xwg.30315/

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>>2973
Yes sir. Thats the one. Thanks. I would have never looked there.

Fat Loli Writing 2: Some Sort of Boogaloo nowaya 12/19/2016 (Mon) 00:25:38 No. 75 [Reply]
Hey, it's us again! The unpleasantly sticky corner of /elite/ is back for your viewing pleasure or lack thereof.

I have some content to post to start the thread off right but it hasn't any fat in it yet and I also fear it copies too much off of Natsu-Kashi's work. It's, all in all, rather trash, but here you go anyway.


Emily

All I can really say is always read contracts before you sign them. If you do, you can avoid months and months of anguish and hardship.

I learned this the hard way.

Back then, the world was my oyster. I was just getting started with college, taking classes from all across the board, stuffing myself with whatever knowledge came my way. I was working in a bookshop then, but, as a backup plan in case something ever fell through, I had taken the time over the summer to get a license as a Certified Nursing Assistant; this would, I hoped, fairly well guarantee me a job in a hospital or nursing home if need be. It didn’t seem that would be the case, though; I had plenty of money, plenty of friends, and plenty to do. All seemed to be well.

It was on one such day that I found myself in dire need of lunch and a warm place to do homework. The day was perfect for the endeavour- rainy and cold, with plenty of wind to stir the fallen leaves into a flurry of damp orange- so I summoned my willpower, bundled myself up, and made the trek to a local café famed for its spicy chili. The way there wasn’t long, but I arrived sopping wet all the same. Anxious to distract myself from the chill air around me, I, after a few perfunctory bites of lunch, dived headlong into an essay on modern Austrian patriotism.

I didn’t notice him until he sat down- and even then, I didn’t actually look up until he tapped anxiously on my laptop. Startled, I shut it with a mild pang of worry and appraised the man who had, very suddenly, sat at my table.

He was unnervingly average, a tallish, palish, fortyish man with greying brown hair and a startlingly regular countenance. He was, also, unpleasantly polite, folding his hands and smiling inquisitively at me until I asked, rather bluntly, “What do you want?”

“You are Mitchell Jacobs, right?” he asked, in a very normal way.

“Uh…yeah…” I replied, filled with suspicion.

His smile grew wider. “Ah, good! I’ve heard quite a bit about you from my, eh, colleague at the university, Professor Bormann. Do you know him?”

I nodded once. Professor Bormann was my biology professor, and through the semester we had gotten to know each other rather well. The man clapped his hands together excitedly.

“It’s really a pleasure to meet you, you know. I’ve heard that you’re a very capable young man, just wonderfully so…”

“What do you want?” I cut in. He was really starting to get to me.
The smile dropped briefly from his face, but almost immediately returned. “Goodness me, you’re right. I haven’t even introduced myself! Harold Johnson,” he beamed, extending one hand to me. I glared at it for a moment, then took it, and we exchanged a limp handshake.

“Now, to the point. I’ve heard from Professor Bormann that you’re also a CNA, is this true?”

I nodded. “Yes, I got it over the summer. Why do you ask?”

He looked around. “Well, it’s just… my daughter, Emily, is in need of some serious help. We’ve been able to care pretty well by ourselves, but now… It’s getting so expensive that we both need to work, and we could really use some help.” He smiled sadly. “I know it sounds odd, but we’d very much like to hire you as a sort of caretaker.”

He then named a salary that immediately changed my opinion of him.

“That sounds fantastic!” I exclaimed, barely able to keep from drooling over the amount of money I’d be getting. “Where do I sign?”

His smile changed to a more sinister note, one I would have noticed had I not been blinded by money. “I actually have a contract right here, if you’re interested…” he said, hauling out a thick packet of paper. I took it excitedly and, after a quick glance to make sure the sum he had named was valid, scrawled my signature on the last page.

“Excellent,” he said, taking it back and standing up to leave. “Would you be so kind as to come round next Wednesday?”

“Absolutely!” I cried, nearly spilling my coffee. “See you then!”

And with that, he left, and I returned to my essay, fully unaware that the week until next Wednesday would be my last week of true freedom.

____

“487 Brook Circle…yes, this is it…”

The house I stood before was moderate in size, but was clearly owned by a family of some means. The lawn was impeccably kept, the few decorations scattered around it clearly worth a significant sum. The windows seemed to leer at me, all of them covered over with curtains. For a moment, I considered leaving.

Then I remembered the money that was coming to me, steeled myself, and rang the doorbell.
The door swung open almost at once, revealing an early-middle-aged woman with brown hair and a friendly face. “Are you Mitchell?”

“Indeed I am, Mrs…Johnson,” I said, pleased with myself that I remembered.

She smiled. “Amelia, please, and come on in! It’s really a pleasure to see you.”

“Likewise,” I said, and followed her in.

She led me to a largish sitting room centered around a brick fireplace with a large television centered over the top. Two comfortable couches sat facing it, with a small table holding a bowl of mints in the center. The whole scene looked completely homelike and very friendly.

Too friendly, almost.

The leather couches looked barely used, with the leather crinkled and unblemished. The carpet, too, seemed to have hardly seen feet, its white threads remaining perfect across its wall-to-wall carpeting. For a few seconds I gave serious consideration to leaving.

“Well, Harold’s not home quite yet…” fretted Mrs. Johnson, “so just have a seat right there on the couch. Coffee?”

College life teaches one never to turn down anything free. Despite my reluctance, I accepted and perched carefully on the all-too-new couch. Mrs. Johnson bustled off into the kitchen, and I, not sure of what else to do, looked over the room once more.

In so doing, I noticed something I had missed before- a wall of pictures, filled with beaming faces. In the first one, I recognized the Johnsons, though much younger and clad for a wedding, undoubtedly their own. Below that, a photo of Mrs. Johnson smiling painfully from a hospital bed, then another one of her in the same holding a slimy object that, though not entirely evident at first, was most likely a baby.

That must be Emily, I thought to myself.

The photo wall then turned into a chronicle of Emily’s life. A tiny baby Emily, nestled in her mother’s arms and suckling hungrily on a bottle. A few pictures of a slightly larger Emily sitting vapidly on a bed, chubby cheeks creased with a toothless smile. A before-and-after of Emily as a squishy toddler sitting in a high chair, the before showing a sizeable lunch, the after showing a terrific mess, with Emily sitting in the middle beaming. Emily at preschool, red-faced with the effort of recess. Emily getting on the bus to first grade. Emily getting on the bus to second grade sideways. Emily barely squeezing into the bus to third grade. Emily in a mobility scooter being lifted onto the bus to fourth grade. Emily straining an absolutely massive fifth-grade graduation gown. Emily leaning heavily on a walker clutching a letter reading “HOMESCHOOL EXEMPTION.” Emily sitting on the couch in an ill-fitting, stained T-Shirt, surrounded by food wrappers and crumbs galore.

The spot following that had no picture, just a piece of paper labeled “BED AND OXYGEN.”

I gulped.
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>>2846
Those are school girl moeshit series that also draws an audience into that type of music; the only surprising thing is that they're outdoing Im@s in the expansion department. There's also the fact most people stay away from loli.

Every time someone makes me bother reading more of the mangas, there's new material that's cropped up. Kanna eats a lot when she's angry (her dad doesn't give a shit about her) and the first thing she thinks about doing when she's alone once she calms down is eating as many snacks as she wants. I just know I'm gonna get more fuel for this once I've read up to the part of Kannas manga where Chloe comes to Japan.
>>1293
I know I'm a whole year late but this sounds wonderful. I love sylvie and your writing.
I demand a bump
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300th post! Time to buckle down and get new shit made for when a new thread is created.

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long lost BE story Anonymous 08/26/2018 (Sun) 16:59:59 Id:02aaa6 No. 2959 [Reply]
once, in the before times, the long long ago, I think on wren's spot R&D website (which many here are probably too young to remember) or perhaps just linked from there, there was a super amazing story that I am unable to find (yes, I checked archive.org snapshots, etc).

basic plot summary: humanity living on starships, young protagonist sneaks into the nursery area, finds a bunch of huge breasted lactating super horny women. much fucking ensues.

does anyone know the name of this story and mayhaps have a link?
author is Steve Palmer, not sure of title or where to find story. His stuff was oddly unsatisfying, more tease than actual breast. But a good old one.
>>2967
totally delivered. thank you!
link for anyone else: http://old.bearchive.com/~UnionGraphics/stories/Voyeur_Voyager.html

Unending BE archive chains with potential 2! LoopyNutJob 12/29/2016 (Thu) 04:19:48 No. 183 [Reply]
Well the Unending BE adventures threads is back with a vengeance. Same as last time, we can share, discuss, and even craft weight gain/bbw themed stories that are on BE archive. These links are good starting points to look for wg/bbw stories.

The fanfic trees: http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/

Story codes: http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/codes.html

Now here are some links to good stories from the old thread along with copy and pasted quotes to explain the stories from the creators.

It's called "Amulet of Obesity", basically it's a straight up weight gain deal, of course there will be a major focus upon the breasts of them, because hey, that's what the website is about.
Although it is rather promising in that the guy who started it seems to take the actual character designs in mind when it comes to what grows(Pear shaped Akane, always a favorite).
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1176/1176928.html

Then there's the ring of truth story for Avatar, which deals with a massively fat and pampered Toph
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/tags/root848493.html

Another entry of the Ring of truth idea with Ranma, where Nabiki makes a fatty out of Shampoo(and shortly after, herself and her sisters), which has potential as well, although it hasn't been added to in a while
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/tags/root848326.html

And the last one I'll talk about is the Teen Titan's Waking up with Curves line, where the main focus is on a fat ass-centric Raven
http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/trees/tags/root1090416.html

Anyway, to add, this really fantastic Nintendo that me and another author have been going through for the past several months. It branches in a lot of places, and has a ton of unique ideas, credits to the writer Surplus for all his hard work.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/652/652074.html

I just added something for Fat Toph if anyone's interested. It's called 'Big Girls Have More Fun'

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1113/1113187.html

Wrote another episode for the AoO Ranma story if people are interested.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1190/1190171.html

I've also added some stuff to a Zelda offshoot of the Daisy's Scheme branch.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1192/1192063.html

It seems some other authors as well have picked up a Fantastic Four related weight gain thread.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/377/377672.html

Here's an interesting Naruto one.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/861/861718.html

/Another/ Ranma one.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1103/1103996.html

The author Surplus has started some new stuff as well.

A Metroid story.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1059/1059489.html

And an original story.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1195/1195044.html

Surplus and I have also been adding episodes to the Zelda's Scheme thread.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1201/1201325.html

And here's my story where Kasumi from Ranma 1/2 discovers the amulet of obesity mentioned above.

http://www.bearchive.com/~addventure/game1/docs/1184/1184875.html

That's about all I've got. I hope we'll have more stories coming soon and I'll see if I can try to add some worthwhile content later.
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Well bugger! Kinda annoying now that they've made it required you have to make an account to access the BE adventure game. At least you can make a free account.
Supposedly they're going to be reverting the changes so at least you'll be able to view content without an account.

It's been two weeks though, and nothing's changed yet. The amount of content being posted has dropped off like a cliff, and I personally know a LOT of authors are not pleased.
>>2903

These are so good!

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Anonymous 08/19/2018 (Sun) 00:19:15 Id:930e0e No. 2930 [Reply]
What are some stories that combine weight gain and ageplay/fat baby elements? I know there are a few people writing about this sort of thing, but I'm always interested to find more.

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Looking for a story Anonymous 08/15/2018 (Wed) 02:43:31 Id:dc3671 No. 2919 [Reply]
I'm looking for a story, it was about two step sisters. One was already fat and her stepsister, step mother and father would talk shit about her in a group chat.

Well the orginal girl finds out about this and plots revenge on her stepsister. She'd take control of her stepsister has she slept and make her eat tons of food.

I forget where I read this and now I can't find it.

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Looking for favorite story Anonymous 07/22/2018 (Sun) 05:30:44 No. 2880 [Reply]
The story is about a soon-to-be consort for a prince of a large kingdom, where all the consorts get as fat as possible before they are weighed on a giant scale in order from lightest to heaviest and presented to the royal court in a public ceremony. Every consort has a sort of servant who feeds and encourages her for this purpose. There is a bunch of feeding and weight gain for the earlier portion of the story and then when it comes time for the ceremony, the author notes specifically how many men are needed to transport each extremely fat woman. When the main character comes out at the end, revealed to be the fattest, the prince is delighted, and her weight is so tremendous that it breaks the scale completely. I think her weight was indicated to be a little over 200,000 pounds.

It used to be on deviantArt I think, but I've looked for it for certainly more than 10 hours now and I'm nearly certain it's no longer on the site.

I'd appreciate ANY more info, no matter how trivial! I might still be able to find it in the source code of a wayback machine cache or something if I can get some more information.

Help me bbw-chan; you're my only hope!

Racking my mind for a "lost" story drano 07/17/2018 (Tue) 22:25:26 No. 2869 [Reply]
All I can remember is that the story is about a guy who has to go to a training seminar for computers (or maybe its a telemarketing company), and the teacher is this fat gutted girl who ends up going out to eat with him a bunch.
I have combed through dimensions, FF and curvage looking for this story (which I read within the last year) and can't find it.

Kinda making me insane not being able to locate it most likely because I don't know the title.

Any titles of what I might be looking for would be appreciated.
thanks yall.
The closest thing I can think of is "The Trainer" by Uncle Jack

https://www.dimensionsmagazine.com/threads/the-trainer-by-uncle-jack-bbw-wg.87755/
>>2870
oh shit, that's it!
I must have passed over that story fifty times speed reading through collections.

posting some new luna (I believe, as I got these from the main vein)
to show my tremendous appreciation for the prompt service.
https://mab.to/uHWahuC60
>>2871
So, how's the download? Is it good stuff?
>>2874

I did. While I'm more of a pear/bottom heavy person, I do appreciate your kindness.

Getting Fat Together Anonymous 07/02/2018 (Mon) 20:43:07 No. 2811 [Reply]
Damn. My thread got lost in the chaos.
Oh well, I just post it again.
I'm looking for stories that feature a group of girls gaining. Whether it be two or more friends gaining together, sisters gaining from "a curse" ?, or frenemies trying to fatten each other all are welcome. Crossing my fingers that there isn't too much overlap with the other threads I made (that would be redundant and annoying).

Anyway, let's get started.

Alice by mcoddles: An obvious one, a chubby cheerleader and her "friends" lose control of their appetites and gaining. I personally could never get into this one, but its worth the read if you have the time:https://www.deviantart.com/mcoddles/art/Alice-36316854

Exchange Students: France by bananasplitrevolt. About a french girl who moves in with a texan family. Her stay with them takes quite the toll on her figure and on those around her: https://www.deviantart.com/bananasplitrevolt/art/Exchange-Students-France-pt-1-163939780

A Southern Story by bob123456789123. I his words "Pure monologues from the perspectives of a set of growing sisters, all with different body shapes, and their thoughts on the enlargement of the town's female population. Gossip galore. Very character based." The link provided is to the file Bob has them in, but there might be one or two missing. Just look around his Deviantart page and you'll find them: https://www.deviantart.com/bob123456789123/gallery/34295554/A-Southern-Story

Lizzie by stuffer-chick-19. While working at an Indian restaurant, Lizzie and her friend Jenna start to pack on the pounds: https://www.deviantart.com/stuffer-chick-19/gallery/27864078/Lizzie

Beach Food and Beach Bodies another one by bob123456789123. In his words "story about a couple of girls who meet selling food on the beach": https://www.deviantart.com/bob123456789123/gallery/56126502/Beach-Food-and-Beach-Bodies

If fact, just to save myself time, I'll just recommend reading anything from bob123456789123 as a good couple of them tend to meet the above criteria: https://www.deviantart.com/bob123456789123/gallery/

Fattened Faculty by ChubbaDubDub. Welcome to Beaumont High, where the students aren't the only ones with a weight problem. Still ongoing: https://www.deviantart.com/chubbadubdub/gallery/62054349/Fattened-Faculty

The Piercing that Sparked Revenge by firewarrior121. After being humiliated for gaining a little weight, Ruby plots to fatten her roomate Georgia. Even if it comes at the cost of her already bloated waistline: https://www.deviantart.com/firewarrior121/art/The-Piercing-that-Sparked-Revenge-Chapter-1-701365150

Melissa by Billiyjoe. The story centers around a young lady puts a little too much stock in her metabolism and pays for it. You can tell Billiyjoe was inspired by mcoddles in having that both this and the tie-in story (Ashly, Ashlee, something along those lines) features a protagonist who has an unrealistic denial problem. Though I like this one, it doesn't really have a sense of time which can make it a confusing read. Also, just as a waring, this was posted on the Dimensions Forum which recently had a bit of a revamp. Unfortunately, this resulted in none of the old links working and the search engine begin crap. if you want to read the whole story, you'll need to go looking: https://www.dimensionsmagazine.com/threads/melissa-part-1-by-billiyjoe-bbw-eating-swg-stuckage.9049/

Amber and Carolyn by The Observer. While Amber starts to grow into her new desk job, her sister and her friends start try to see who can gain the most. https://www.dimensionsmagazine.com/threads/amber-and-carolyn-chap-1-2-by-the-observer-bbw-multiple-eating-mwg.7907/

Changing Habits by Staolea. Jess learns big things from her roomies self-confidence. I altered the original description a little. https://www.dimensionsmagazine.com/threads/changing-habits-pt-1-14-by-staolea-bbw-eating-imagery-friendship-swg.43692/

Family Curse by 333Blebleble333. A young woman decides to accept her fate as her family curse "consumes" her. Currently a two parter. not sure if there will be more, but I doubt it: part 1 https://www.deviantart.com/333blebleble333/art/Family-Curse-730791971 and part 2 https://www.deviantart.com/333blebleble333/art/Family-Curse-II-752297838

The Epsilon Experience by The-Id. Carly and her friends join a sorority that has big things in store for them. https://www.deviantart.com/the-id/art/The-Epsilon-Experience-1-157597468

And I think I'll leave it at that for now. Can't wait to see what people come up with. Just one caveat: don't post anything from writing.com. Although there are some good interactive stories there, the way the site is being handled makes it impossible to actually use.

Anyway, hope you enjoy what i have to offer and thanks in advance.
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>>2844
Op here.

I, for one, liked it. after reading a southern story (which I also liked), it was just what I needed. I don't really see how the story can move forward though seeing how the two pov pov characters have hit the immobility point (well, the progonist in the second one hasn't, but the way the story ends it's implied that it will happen).

Than again, just from typing out this response I can actually see the story going two ways: by following one of the older sisters next which for me isn't as fun since they're already so big. I like to read about the progress of a character''s weight gain. The author could also choose to follow a cousin or an aunt. I'm assuming that the "curse" is a genetic thing, and since the story hasn't mentioned (nor need to mention) where this particular set of fattening genes came from, this cures could have been going on for several generation.

that's my input anyway.
>>2845
Have you read the third part yet?

I have to say I do see the issue that past certain point it seems rather pointless whether they gain more weight or not…
I think I'll mostly stick to already presented characters.

Thanks for the feedback
Im actually doing the coloring for bulking up steph you guys have any critiques for my coloring?
>>2864
Cool. I don't care.

This thread is dedicated to a topic, and as far as I can tell this story has nothing to do with it.

Either post something relevant or don't post at all.

Anonymous 07/03/2018 (Tue) 05:59:52 No. 2816 [Reply]
It started off pretty shaky. We agreed to meet at 1pm at a local restaurant. I arrived right at 1 and took a seat at the bar. She texted that she was running late late, and she would be there at 1:15. But then 1:15 comes and goes. I text her that I ordered some food for us, thinking that food would get her to the restaurant faster.

She texted a little later that she was 5 minutes away. Then, that five minutes passed. I texted again saying the food was getting cold. No response. So then I wait some more. Finally, she walks in the door, about 45 minutes late. I had to wonder what she would have done if I was that late. But anyway…

She walks in looking just like a church lady; dark blue polyester skirt suit, black low-heel pumps, hair tied back in a bun, patent leather purse, gold cross necklace. She was short, fat, and wide, definitely a BBW. I couldn't make out much of her figure, but she was giving her polyester skirt a tight stretch across her hips. I was hoping she was a pear.

After she arrived we moved to a booth where we could chat privately. I got a brief thrill watching her shift and and slide her wide hips into the booth. And while we chatted I could see part of her bra strap peeking out from under her blouse. It was just a black silky ribbon, and it was sitting at an odd angle. I noticed it, but at the time I didn't think anything of it.

After about half an hour of a nice "getting to know each other" talk, she asked what was next on my agenda. And so I asked what was next on hers. We went back and forth like that a few times. She just wanted me to make the first move, so I said I have something on the agenda, but I can’t do it unless she joins me in doing it. And so "I" decided to get a motel room.

I gave her the address and paid the bill. We hugged our goodbyes, and I left for the motel first. She followed after she packed up the food. I got there in about half an hour. I even had time to get condoms and a Red Bull at a convenience store along the way.

But again, she took her sweet time. I almost thought she was going to flake. So a half an hour after I had gotten the room, which was an hour after I left the restaurant, she texts me to ask the room number, and I give it to her. Peeking out the window I see her car moving from parking space to parking space (trying to hide it from street view I guess).

Another 15 minutes later (and almost two hours after I got to the restaurant), she finally knocks on the door. I let her in, closed the door behind her, and greeted her with another hug. This time I groped her fat ass a little. And wow, she had a nice squishy ass!

But right away, she said she needed to go to the bathroom. And again, she took a long time in the bathroom too. At that point I was pretty annoyed with her. I just laid on the bed, and turned on the TV, not expecting anything to happen. I was thinking she was going to chicken out, or try to convert me, or whatever. She was a church official, after all.

But when she finally came out, WOW! She had packed her street clothes away, and came out wearing a black lace see-thru robe, with a black lace see-thru crotchless teddy underneath. And I also noticed her bra straps too. The same black ribbon bra straps that I saw in the restaurant were the shoulder straps of her crotchless teddy. She was already dressed to fuck back in the restaurant!

She smiled and turned around to model it for me. In back, there were two more black ribbons stretching out from her crotch, up and around her wide ass cheeks, and up over her hips. This outfit had no panties. And I wondered if she was wearing any in the restaurant. I never would have guessed by how she dressed.

I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. I reached out and just kept rubbing and squeezing her wide bare ass, and she smiled and giggled while I did it. Her lace robe came off quickly. It was getting in our way.

Her ass cheeks were round and dimpled with cellulite. I slowly worked my fingers down between her cheeks and thighs, and soon reached her pussy. Her pussy was so slippery wet. My fingers sloshed in and out, hitting her g-spot and tickling her clit. And she bent over and sat her full weight down on my hand, giggling and moaning, and wanting more.

So I decided to test the boundaries. After making her come a couple times, I put one slippery wet finger against her ass hole. She kept smiling and giggling. I pressed it into her ass hole, and she still kept smiling. My finger made it all the way in, and that made her groan, but she never stopped me. She was sitting her full weight on my hand, and I had one finger in her pussy and one in her ass. And she was panting, and giggling, and grinding her huge heavy ass down against my hand.

Then after one more little orgasm she got up and laid back on the bed. She whispered “lick my pussy”. I caressed her inner thighs down to her pussy, and gently pulled her lips apart. She had stubble down there, but she kept herself very clean…and tasty too somehow. And her pussy was still wet too. But there was so little room between her thighs I couldn’t lick her pussy and breathe at the same time. I had to stop every few seconds to breathe. I maybe made her come once.

So I climbed on top of her missionary style. She spread her legs wide, and lifted one leg up over my shoulder. The first plunge into her pussy was just a feeling of warmth, and wetness. There was no friction, no resistence, no awkwardness at all. She just let out a long groan, followed by a sexy giggle.

I bought condoms, and I was ready to use them. But we both went with the mood. I know it was dangerous. But I figured she was a church woman, so there was nothing to worry about. And she didn’t say anything about not using them either.

I knew I was fucking her, because her pussy was squishing every time I stroked her, and she was twisting and cumming underneath me. But her pussy was so wet and slippery that it was hard to feel anything from her. Her pussy was so wet that there was no friction against my cock. I don't know how many times she came. Neither of us were counting though.

Then we switched to doggy style.

She bent over, put her head all the way down on the bed, and stuck her ass way back at me. I slid right into her pussy, again no friction. Her wide ass wobbled and bobbled every time I slammed my cock deep into her. And she just kept moaning and cumming over and over.

Her pussy was super wet and slippery. I kept trying not to come. And I did a good job of it for a while. But when I knew I couldn’t hold it anymore, I pulled out and squirted big wad of cum right onto her ass cheek, another on her leg, and another one on the floor. It was one of the biggest and best cum squirts I'd had in a long while.

She collapsed down on the bed, and I cleaned up in the bathroom. I didn't think I took that long at all. But when I came out, she had already cleaned up the cum off of herself (and the floor). I got back behind her again. I was semi-hard at that point. But her wet pussy got me hard again.

Her pussy was so wet, and she was even squirting too. So once again I decided to take it even further. She let my finger in her ass hole earlier, so I pulled out and rubbed my cock against her ass hole. She didn’t jump away, or move, or anything. So I pressed my dick against her ass hole, and slowly pushed it in. I let her ass ease on to it. And after about three or four minutes or so, she had all of my cock deep in her ass.

And I stayed in her ass, pumping it in and out. She loved it! She was actually squirting and coming with my dick in her ass. She kept squirting over and over too, and each squirt lubed up her ass, letting me pump her ass deeper, and longer.

I must have taken half an hour pumping in and out ofher ass hole. She would squeeze her sphincter around my cock, and her pussy would squirt and lube her crotch and ass hole up, and I could pump her ass for a little bit longer. We kept that rhythm up for as long as I could take it.

I had already come, so I kept fucking her in her ass until I just tired myself out. When I did I just pulled out of her ass and let her flop onto the bed. She had made a huge mess all over the bed sheets. Her squirts had soaked through to the mattress. And most of her makeup had rubbed off, with her face down against the sheets.

Then she went into the bathroom, taking a long time in there again. But this time I didn’t mind. After she came out she laid down next to me, smiling and moaning “mmmph, mmmph” as she caught her breath. I didn’t want to hug her or touch her, because after all my hands had been all up in her crotch and ass hole.

After she came out I went in to take a shower. I had to, since I had the smell of her pussy, ass, and perfume all over me. When I came out she was already dressed. I gave her ass another hug and squeeze, and felt up her breasts. Her nipples were hard and sticking out. And she was leaving without wearing a bra.

After I got dressed and sat down on the bed, I gave her thighs a caress, working my way up to her ass and pussy again. It turned out she was leaving without any underwear on, not even her teddy. I thought that was sexy. And I worked my finger up in to her pussy for one last "dip", and give her one last come. But that last one was all she could handle, pushing my hand away.

So I put her skirt back down. Then she gathered her things and she left. I gathered my things and left a few minutes later. I waved at her as I left and walked to my car, and that was it.

And we're now making plans to do it again.
this is great, there's not nearly enough hardcore sex in fat fiction

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