Hal was feeling extremely nervous. He hadn’t seen Rosemary naked yet as her fat self, and he didn’t know if he would be okay with being with her in bed like that. Yes, he loved her. Yes, he wanted to be with her. But the fact that she was 300 pounds still scared him a little, and he didn’t know if he would run away if he saw her fully naked. They had just arrived at the peace corps placement, and he entered the tent, checking it out as Rosemary stood behind him, still looking uncertain regarding his feelings for her.
He turned around and smiled at her like he always did, and she rushed to him, wrapping her arms around him as she did. He hugged her back, and felt the rolls of her body beneath her tight amazon shirt, something he had become used to the past few days. “I still can’t believe you’re here, Hal.” She said, close to his ear.
He moved back and studied her, his smile even wider than before. “Never doubt me again. I’ll never hurt you, and I’ll go wherever you go.”
“But just seeing you, seeing you where I’ve always volunteered, around the peace corps officers and team, it’s surreal. You’re from different worlds to me.”
“Let’s not talk about that right now.” He said. “I want to enjoy your company.”
“Me, too. Hal.” She replied.
“How was the flight here?” He asked, trying to make conversation.
“It was fine, I’ve flown many times before. You seemed like you were having a nervous breakdown, though.”
He blushed. “No I wasn’t!”
“Yeah-uh.” She replied. “I’m guessing you’ve never been on a plane before?”
“Rosemary. Planes crash all the time. We could’ve landed in some foreign land and died before ever getting to fuck again!” He cried out.
“Is that all you think about, Hal? Fucking?” She joked teasingly, shaking her head at him in disgust.
“I think about fucking all the time when I’m with you.” He replied with a sultry voice, and walked towards her sexily, swaying his hips as he did. “Does this do anything for you?” He asked.
“No Hal, it really doesn’t.” She replied, laughing out loud. He loved when she laughed. It wasn’t the way that women were with him before, faking their laughter just to get away from him. Rosemary actually thought he was hilarious, and he wanted to hear her melodic sound over and over again. Actually, he wanted to for the rest of his life.
He kissed her on the cheek, and realized that he wanted to do more with her. Right now. He didn’t want to wait anymore. He had to wait at her parent’s house, had to wait on their drive to the airport, on the plane, and all the way from their drive here. He wanted to be inside of her. And now.
They moved to the bed together, and he could feel his heart pounding. What if he wasn’t physically attracted to the fat version of her? What if he had to live with it, knowing that he loved her? What if the sex was nothing compared to what she was like when she was thin? His thoughts were washed away when she pressed her lips on his. It felt like the kiss they had at her going away party, completely and utterly perfect. He had no idea what he was even worried about. He kissed her back, and they wrapped around each other, their lips pressed together as they enjoyed each other’s company for the first time since he’d seen her like this.
Suddenly, the bed began to creak, and before Hal could say anything more, then collapsed onto the ground, groaning as the dust around the tent scattered around it. “Oh my god!” Rosemary said, covering her face in embarrassment.
Hal only laughed out loud. “That does seem to happen a lot.”
“It’s going to happen a lot here. The furniture sucks!” She exclaimed, and looked around. He started petting her long blond locks, trying to calm her down. He knew she would be worried that she ruined the moment.
“Baby, don’t worry about it. I want to enjoy your company, and not have to worry about the furniture collapsing. Let it collapse. We’ll just sleep on the floor tonight.” He said.
“Oh, Hal!” She said, and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him tightly. He couldn’t breathe, but let her do what she wanted with him, knowing that she needed this. When she finally let him go, he choked, and patted his chest loudly as he composed himself.
“Hey…” He said, trying to sound seductive. “Do you think we have time to… you know? Without someone interrupting us?”
Rosemary’s eyes widened. She couldn’t believe he even wanted to be with her after that fiasco. “Um… I think we have a few hours before they call us for dinner. Do you want to…?” She said, blushing. Hal wasn’t sure why she was being like this, she had had sex with him before, and he would look exactly the same as he did before. Though… maybe it was a little different since they had a little break up.
“Let’s do it then.” He said. He needed to cum, desperately. And clearly she was ready for him.
She nodded and pulled her shirt off immediately. He couldn’t help but stare at her, looking at the soft skin on her heavy stomach, which was rolls and rolls of meat. Her breasts were enormous as well, and currently covered by a sports bra. He wondered if she hid anything in between her folds. She pulled her pants down as well, revealing grey matching panties, making him gulp. It was so different from thin Rosemary. She was a couple of times her size, and though thin Rosemary was everything he wanted in a woman, he couldn’t help but feel attracted to this Rosemary. His real girlfriend. He couldn’t wait to have his way with her.
“Come here, sexy.” He said, and wiggled his index finger. She approached him, swaying side to side as she did. He appreciated her many curves, looking her up and down as she walked. She stopped and wrapped her legs around him, sitting on his lap. Thankfully, she had her weight centred on her own legs, or Hal would’ve collapsed from the sheer weight of her, like he always did when she punished him by sitting on him.
She began to kiss him, and he dug his fingers into her soft hair, kissing her back. Their lips pressed against each other, and he was glad again to know that her kissing skills were exactly the same as they were before. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, and they played against each other. He was already hard and ready for her, and wanted her to know that. He ground into her body, his dick creating a bulge in his jeans. She moaned, and he was suddenly aware of how much he was wearing compared to her. As he continued to kiss her, he took his shirt off, interrupting them for only a second.
He could feel his hot body press up against her’s, their two soft pieces of stomach pressed up against each other. She felt so warm and comforting, and because of her size, he could feel every single bit and piece of her as she kissed him. He parted from the kiss and began to kiss down her neck, licking down her neck as he gave her little nibbles and sucks. He knew she would be into it based on their previous sexual experience, though he had to press in harder than before since she had so much more meat there now. It was a good thing. He could suck harder than before, letting the meat on her neck suck into his mouth as he did.
She was clearly into it, and was grounding against him, moving over and over again. He moved down lower, grazing against her body with his teeth as he did. “Hal, stop.” She said.
He looked up at her, and was slightly frustrated that she pulled him out of his lustful haze. “Why?” He asked.
“I want to suck you off.” She replied. He almost began cheering. He hadn’t gotten a blow job in what felt like years now, despite how much he bragged about it to people.
He nodded eagerly, and she got off him, getting on the bed again herself. He turned around and pulled his pants down along with his boxers, letting his dick spring out in between them. She grinned lustfully, and moved to grab his dick, pulling him closer. He complied, and couldn’t help but moan loudly when she wrapped her mouth around his dick.
He knew this would be much better than with a skinny girl. With a bigger mouth, she was able to take so much more of him in, and she bobbed up and down eagerly, wanting to satisfy him as much as possible. His eyes practically rolled to the back of his head. It felt so fucking good. He began to thrust into her, and she reached down to play with his balls. “Oh… Rosemary.” He said, groaning with every tug. Why was this girl so damned good at this?
She stopped to lick him at the base, her tongue licked all the way from the base to the tip, then she wrapped her mouth around him again, giving him a particularly hard suck. “Fuck!” He cried out. She did it again, a slow tentative but sexy lick, all the way to the tip. This woman was driving him insane. When she worked on a new technique, swirling her tongue at his tip over and over again while tugging on his balls, he knew he was close.
How could he not be? With a woman having her way with him like this? “Rosemary, I’m going to cum.” He exclaimed. God it felt so fucking good.
She hummed into his dick in response, and the vibrations almost set him off. He was so, so close. Just a few more sucks… she moved forwards and took his entire dick down her throat, and when he felt the tightness of it, looking down at her lust-filled expression, he came, grabbing onto her hair as he shot load after load inside of her, thrusting like a madman. He groaned loudly over and over again, and she finally let go, grinning up at him as she gulped his cum down. “Tasty.” She said.
“You’re so fucking hot, you know that?” He said.
“You’ve told me before.” She replied, her laugh was melodical, like she truly believed it.
He was still breathing heavily, trying to compose himself with his shaky legs when Rosemary lifted him up and threw him onto the bed. He had never been with a woman who was stronger than him, and he gasped out loud as he landed. She climbed along with him, and he spun around to be on top of her like he always did. She wrapped her legs around him, drawing him close to her. He had forgotten her panties were still on, and pulled them off of her, looking down to study her as he did. She was so different now at 300 pounds. Itw as the same face, the same hair, but the body… so, so different.
He could see her stretch marks all over her, on her thighs, her stomach, her arms. It didn’t phase him at all though. There were multiple rolls, most of which were so deep he could stick his hands inside, though he wouldn’t, since it would probably be pretty sweaty. Despite how different her appearance was from the rest of what society said was beautiful, he thought she was completely and utterly perfect. He parted her legs more, and moved to enter her. It was quite a task, he’d never fucked someone so large before, but he managed to shift her stomach aside enough to see her vagina. He entered her as he found it, and groaned out loud. Fuck that felt good, and it was good he was so horny he was hard again.
She was incredibly wet as well, and very swollen. He pounded into her, and he used her stomach as a grabbing mechanism, holding onto her as he thrusted into her over and over again. She groaned and moaned underneath him, wrapping her legs around him tight. Her hands pulled him closer, and she began to claw down his back, forcing him to enter her even deeper.
“Hal, Hal.” She said.
He opened his eyes, worried. “Am I hurting you?” He said. He didn’t know if he was doing anything wrong. Maybe she didn’t like her stomach being grabbed.
“No.” She said, and moaned again as he thrusted into her. “I want to be on top.”
He paused at the words. Her, on top of him? He was frozen, and realized he would have to react quickly. Or he would be hurting her feelings. “Sure, Rosemary.” He exited her, and his dick complained at him for not having a cunt around him anymore. Soon, little guy. He thought.
He laid on his back, and let her crawl on top of him, moving slowly as she did. He was worried. Oh god, it was going to hurt, wasn’t it? Did she even know what she was doing? Did she do this with her ex-boyfriend? Is that why he looked like he was hurt all the time?
What if Rosemary breaks his spine in the process? He would never be able to walk again… though maybe that was a good thing. He was completely rigid now. He didn’t want her to be on top of him, but there was literally nothing he could do other than let her.
She wrapped her legs around him and sat down on his crotch while she got herself comfortable. Fuck that was painful. He almost screamed out loud. Her entire 300 pound body was using him as a weight, and he felt like one of the furniture that she sat on, completely breaking underneath her. Maybe his bones would break the same way. “Ah, am I hurting you?” She said, looking down at his wincing.
“No. Perfect. Good and dandy.” He groaned, completely lying to not hurt her feelings.
“Okay. I haven’t done this before, so let’s see.” She used her legs to help her lift herself back up, and she felt for Hal’s cock. Thankfully, he was still hard, and she sat back on top of him as she pushed him inside of her. “Oooof.” She said, her eyes rolling back. “You’re even deeper than you were before.” She said.
“Good.” He replied, and almost cried out when she lifted her body and slammed back down on him. It was a mix of both pleasure and pain. Immense pain from having such a heavy load on top of his most sensitive part, especially when her ass pressed down on his balls, but also pleasure from being inside a tight cunt. God, it made no sense, but the pain translated into pleasure, and he had to admit he was kind of into it. He might even let her do this again.
As she bobbed up and down, clearly enjoying herself, she began to move forwards and backwards in rhythm. It was a complete shock to him when he felt her stomach rub against his face. Was she really that fat? The skin hit his face over and over again, and it felt like he was being suffocated by a soft pillow. Well, there were worse ways to die.
At one moment, as Rosemary continued to ride him, she farted loudly, the sound reverberating throughout the room. He looked up at her. “Did you just fart?” He asked, trying to stop himself from laughing. This situation was completely and utterly ridiculous. How was he still hard?
“Shut up!” Was her response, and she covered her face in embarrassment before continuing to ride him. She was playing with her clit now, and how she had access to it underneath all her folds was completely bewildering to Hal. He closed his eyes, and let himself just enjoy the sensations, and not think about the weight of her on top of him.
She was close too, and she increased her speed, riding him faster and faster as she moaned out loud. “Rosemary.” He groaned, and she gasped as her eyes rolled back again, milking him hard as she came. “Oh, GOD!” The sensation of her cumming and milking him was too much for him to handle. He came as well, spurting deep inside of her as they lost all control at the same time.
She collapsed on top of him, her weight spread over his whole body as she did. He couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t breathe, and he had to somehow tell her. He rolled her around, and she realized what he was doing as his attempt failed. She was clearly too heavy for him to push. She was completely and utterly exhausted, and so she rolled back onto the bed with a thud. That was when the final foundation of the bed collapsed. The wood broke underneath them, and when it did, it pressed against one of the poles on the tent.
The two gasped as the whole tent fell on top of their naked bodies, smothering them in green water-proof tent material. The couple couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Hal felt for her under the tent, holding her arm as he rolled closer to her. “I guess we were fucking too hard for this tent to handle.” He said.
“I guess so.” She replied.
Outside, someone screamed. “HAL! ROSEMARY! ARE YOU OKAY?”
They burst out laughing again, replied they were okay, and began to crawl to look for clothes they could wear before setting the tent up again.
These few months with the peace corp would clearly be a lot of fun.