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  • Something I wrote to be playful... Not for the faint of heart.

    She had no one to blame but herself, she trembled as she took another step. Not out of fear, not out of timidness, but out of the sheer pleasure that was wracking her body, causing every inch of her skin to quiver as she panted heavily.

    "Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck." She growled at herself, knuckles bright white as her hands clenched at either side of her. At least she was wearing a long robe. Anyone around, though not necissarily hearing what she was cursing to herself in her native tongue, could easily see something was wrong with the woman. The way she would take a step and clench her legs, squeeze those fat, jiggling asscheeks together and clamp her thighs, making sure her feet were both together. It was as if she were trying to walk down some wedding isle in a slow, erratic sort of way.

    "I shouldn't have done this. Why did I do this." She asked herself rhetorically as her body shuddered again, her big white eyes widening as she looked about all the people that were they. They would certainly all see, if they weren't already. "Come on, Bri, hold it together. Keep them in." She panted to herself, trying to coax herself down from the heightened state of awareness. She could feel it and by the Light she swear she heard it, that slipping, slurping sound of the growing, gushing wetness between her fat cobalt thighs. "Fuck." Her eyes looked around, someplace quiet, someplace she could hide away, but it was for not.

    She took another step forward, her thick, long lazy tail for once held ever so tightly down the center crack of her fat rump as it really did happen. She felt her overused, wrinkled, bulging dark blue hole between that thick canyon of buttflesh bulge out ever more before it began to yawn, opening ever wider as a large piece of purple plastic began to emerge, displaying its phallic shape as it bulged and pushed out, even tenting her poor pants. The pliable piece of thick, veiny plastic was ever more emerging from that fat, thick bung looking to be thicker, easily, than most people's arms would be.

    She gave a defeated whimper as sweat poured from her brow, raven locks of hair dangling in front of her face as she exhaled sharply, unable to help the whorish, wanton moan that followed is the toy gained momentum in its escape. More and more slipping out of her as she could not help herself. The world fell away, who knows who was actually seeing this yet, but pleasure overtook the eager drae. As the oversized toy slid even more with a loud, wet slurp from her thick ass, it pulled her silky, dark purple asshole out with it, distending around it like some kind of sheath that tried to hold on for dear life, not wanting to let go but so thoroughly overused she couldn't help it. Foot after foot of that toy flopped out of her, making her fall to her knees with a loud thump, not even seeming to notice if that might have hurt a little.

    The very feeling of her ass being evacuated by this lovely tool was nearly enough to push her over the edge, to cause a gushing climax, though as her thighs spread due to her new position, the front of her dress began to bulge obscenely. "Oh... nnng! Fuck not... unnnng! You too!" She grunted with only half hearted dismay as another variety of toy began to slip out of her front half. It was her own toy, a fat, meaty, veiny, nectar-slathered girlcock that slowly began to try and straighten out, obviously in her whorish lust she had bent it around and stuffed it right up inside her bulging, plump cunt but now it wanted to play too. With a loud, wet slurping sound followed by the lewdest of wet pops and with the ripping of her dress, only heralded an enormous length of meaty, needy cum-drooling rod that twitched, arched downward from the straining fabric of her poor, torn lacy dress, desperately trying to free itself as it belched thick bulbs of her precum through the very fabric.

    "Nnng! I know... I know you two are in there, come on, get the fuck out!" She grunted, pushing her hands down onto the lowest curve of her plump belly and wriggling those excessively wide hips. She grunted again as she felt herself spreading wide, far too wide as the first of a pair of melon sized nuts began to slip out before thumping loudly against the floorboards. With a shake of her toy-birthing, fat ass, the other one followed suit as she moaned out in her orgasmic bliss.

    "By the light, look how fat you two are. So full, I've been... neglecting you." She panted, cradling those ever so heavy balls in her hands, feeling that once loose sack flesh pulled so tightly around that pair of churning cumfactories. Without even an invitation, her needy fuckpole began tearing through the very fabric of her dress, tearing it, ripping it apart before flopping upwards and quite rudely slapping her right in the cheek with a loud, wet thud! The enormous, pulsing length was ringed around by lipstick - her own shade, and she took the very opportunity to show exactly why her own lipstick had left smeared ring after ring on that tool as she engulfed it with a vacuum like 'Annnng' sound, her fat cockgobbling lips suckling for all they were worth as her neck bulged with each thick gooey collection of nectar she was affored by those over-achieving cumtanks.
  • Drive Through, Part 1

    Going to try and post this story I wrote in little bits and see if anyone thinks it is any good.  If not I won't bother with the rest.  :P

    "Gawd what a day."  Gina had just gotten off of work and listened to the clomping of her heels through the parking lot to her car.  She didn't mind her job so much, but it was so busy lately that she kept working far beyond everyone else was.  She had even skipped lunch today.  She opened the door to her car and flopped herself down.  It just felt so good to sit finally.  She reached down, mashing her large bosom against the steering wheel as she pulled her heels off and tossed them in front of the passenger side seat.  It felt so good to get those things off.  She wiggled her stockinged toes as she heard the rumble of her belly, telling her just how intensely hungry she was.
    "Mmm, I'm so hungry..."  She said to no one but her poor, growling belly as she gently carressed the light swell of it.  "I'll just get some fast food on the way home.  I don't want to cook today..."  Gina said to no one again, intent on talking to herself as she started her car, slid her feet over the pedals and drove off, her right hand stroking her belly through her blouse.  How she loved having her tummy rubbed like this.  Her mind wandered to what she would order when she got there as she was mostly on autopilot, having driven this route every day for the past few years she could probably do it in her sleep.
    As she drove, her finger had worked between the buttons of her blouse, gently stroking the soft, pliable flesh of her belly, circling around the deep belly button there as she did.  She sighed to herself again, whistfully this time as the images of food danced about her head.  Her probing, exploring finger dipped into her belly button playfully as her car pulled into the drive through.  She licked at her full lips as she planned out her dinner for the night.  Luckily for her, there was no one else in line, everyone else having gone home already on this monday night.
    After the person barked their static-y greeting, she just smiled and quickly responded. "A number one.  Large."
    "Is that everything?"  The voice came back.  She hesitated, her toes curled over the brake pedal and she bit her bottom lip, her finger pushed deep into her soft tummy button.
    "N...No."  She said weakly before continuing.  "G... give me four number two's...  six number fours..."  *She paused again and her tummy rumbled loudly.  What in the world was she doing?  This was absurd.  She had never done anything like this before.  "Uh... all of those are large... and... uh... with milkshakes... and ten of those desert thingies." 
    She blushed, ashamed as she agreed with the question if that was all this time. As she drove forward she told herself that she would just eat most of it as lunches and dinners for the rest of the week.  She chewed on her bottom lip hungrily as she pulled up to the window as her finger continues stroking her tummy.  While the woman who took her money gave her an odd look, being in the car by herself and ordering so much, she didn't say anything beyond the usual pleasantries.  Gina was nearly bouncing in sheer anticipation as heavenly smelling bag after full bag was handed to her.  Soon, her passenger seat was lost underneath all of those bags as she began her trek home.
    It was the longest ten minutes of her life, she simply could not contain herself, already reaching over into the first bag and grabbing at the large helpings of warm fries, stuffing them into her mouth as she moaned eagerly.  This was exactly what she needed, but it simply wasn't enough.  Without even giving it another thought, she pulled over to the side of the road and began digging through the bags.  She undid her seatbelt and made herself a little more comfortable, scooting a little forward in her chair and leaning the seat back.  "Gosh, this just smells so good."  She admitted as she continued stuffing her eager face. "...and tastes good..." She said with a mouth full of fries and burger, her cheeks bulging before she swallowed heavily.
    Already her blouse began to bulge around her soft tummy and her full breasts, the buttons beginning to strain at the new weight she was putting on.
  • Who I am :)

    Well I posted a bit on my profile, but I wanted to make something a little more personable (and I wanted an excuse to put a blog thingy up!)  I'm hoping it will be fun and something I keep doing, we'll see though!

    My name is Gina and I think I have an over abundance of imagination, creativity and a libido that makes the three put together into this very weird, sexual, sensual freak like thing.  I find myself enjoying the weirdest things in life right down to the simplist. 

    Right now I am curled up in my bed writing this, peering over a heavy, swollen pair of breasts billowing out in front of me, trying (and succeeding) in blocking a good deal of my view of my laptop!  As weird as it is, I'm using my feet to tilt the monitor thingy so that I can actually see it, holding it there since I'm too lazy to get up!  lol.

    Why did I just type that?  I have no idea.  I want to meet interesting people on here, I want to talk to you about your imagination and trials that you might be going through do to any number of strange conditions.  Who knows, you and I might just have something ... different... in common.  I am called different all the time, and I'm not just talking about my personality.  Hee!

    Anyway, I'm hoping this will entice a few people to talk to me... hopefully not scare them away!  Please, message me and I will be happy to talk if you're not boring or a psycho!

    Gina

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