Virtual Reality - Part 4

One hand reached down to grasp what I could of my hanging belly, the other reached up and around to hold as much tit meat in my palm as possible. And then, using that internal resonance I was becoming intimately familiar with, I began to shake my own anatomy in tune. And it was glorious. 

It wasn’t even a few mere shakes that I had to stop and wait for the outgoing ripples to dissipate before I could do it again, the sensations that wrapped around my body were just too intense. That, and Leo was still digging his tongue as deep as he could into the crease where my gut met my pelvis. He must have enjoyed the wobbling flab that wrapped around his face since I heard a muffled moan from somewhere I couldn’t see, but definitely could feel.

My edging took on a new tone as I reached down and around once more, another few shakes sending me to near orgasmic bliss again and again. I could barely comprehend what was happening to me after a few minutes of this. I was sweating, the exertion enough to moisten my vast anatomy and provide a sort of lubricant to the constant friction that sent shockwaves throughout my nervous system. And of course, the constant stream of pre-cum from my cock produced a much more pungent lubricant. 

One that Leo simply couldn’t ignore forever. His spelunking finally arrived at the tiny gap between thighs and stomach, a singular path that led down and around and eventually to the source of that heady smell. I didn’t discourage him--instead, I lay back, brought both hands to the hem of my gut and lifted, exposing as much of my groin as possible. I could feel cool air on the tip of my cock for the first time since the simulation began, the sudden juxtaposition feeling like standing over an air conditioner vent. 

But not for long. Leo zeroed in on the prize and brought his mouth around as much of my exposed cock as he could before pressing his face as deep into my flesh as possible. It felt like he managed to insert several more inches into his maw, and the sudden realization that I still had substantially buried assets was enough for me to drop my gut in surprise. This completely covered Leo’s entire face and most of his head, cutting off his air supply. 

I hadn’t realized what I’d done for a while, though. Instead, I playfully wobbled my gut while Leo’s tongue danced around my shaft. I could feel myself tensing up, balls crawling as far up my thighs as they could, my dick twitching several times before I felt Leo go completely slack.

Curious, I lifted my bulk to an immediate gasping breath. Only then did I understand that I’d nearly suffocated my partner in VR. 

“Oh shit, I didn’t think--” I started, but Leo cut me off.

“It’s fine,” he replied with a few coughs. “I loved it. Just… remember to let me come up for air next time.” 

I smiled my assent, and Leo crawled below my gut to continue as if nothing had happened. This time, I tried to be mindful of holding this chub chaser’s life in my hands every time I let my gut slosh forward but also noting that for Leo it was a form of breath play that catered to his fat fetish. I mentally ticked off another box on my lengthy list of kinks and settled in to focus on the wonderful blowjob. 

For a few minutes, I felt like I could maintain my composure and just coast my way to a thunderous orgasm later on, but then Leo reached up to start wobbling my belly and that familiar vibration returned a hundredfold. I could feel my orgasm approach like a tidal wave, and I reached up to mash my tits together in a reflexive way that astounded me as much as the force of the cum rocketing up from deep inside. 

I tensed, I shot, and I shook. And then I did it again, in that order, for I don’t know how long. It felt like Leo had to swallow a few times, but he couldn’t get all of what I was producing. It was like all this weight was putting so much internal pressure that I came like a cannon, each blast making an audible thump in Leo’s mouth before being replaced by a splat and splash as the blasts compounded into an expanding puddle of jizz that covered the space between my thighs, groin, and Leo’s face.

After what felt like an eternity, I finally felt myself coming back to Earth. I was still seeing stars, and the sloshing sensation of my own flab was met by the somewhat more liquid sloshing of the jizz that had accumulated like a lake in the mountain of my anatomy and was now slowly running downhill--in this case, down my inner legs. 

Leo eventually broke the surface of my belly with a shit-eating grin and a muscled body that was so covered in cum it was comical. I laughed, making my body shake more heartily than any other movement I’d experienced so far. It was far more than a mere “belly laugh,” and it made the humor of the situation even funnier somehow. 

“Yeah, Chase used to laugh like that too,” Leo said with a nostalgic smile, making me wonder just how much of this guy was still living in the past. Certainly his dick was, as I could feel his hard length pressing into my gut, my own cum acting as lube for him to slowly frot himself on my softness.

“Bring that up here,” I ordered, propping myself up on my elbows once more. Leo dutifully complied, his fairly substantial cock at the perfect height to slide into my maw. Which he did without further prompting. He had to splay his legs extremely wide to straddle my chest, and I could feel his balls resting in the valley of my tits. He moaned above me, performing the usual motions of an adonis grinding his hard cock into a willing orifice. 

It was boring, so I decided to shake things up. I reached up to grab his ass, locking his pelvis to my face as I slowly fell backward. This put me on my back with his face nearly at the bed’s headboard, but then tried to rotate my body to place him on his back with me overtop. It took a few tries, but I eventually managed to begin the slow, ponderous rotation of my planet-sized bulk, eventually ending with his head on a convenient pillow and me face down in his crotch with my body completely covering his legs. 

And then I tried something that would have seemed impossible had I been looking at a mirror. I planted both hands on either side of his waist and pushed myself up. Then I brought one knee to the mattress, and then the other. My entire front was still making contact with the bed, but I’d lifted myself up enough that I could shuffle my way up Leo’s body. It felt like I was moving a mountain, but somehow, I had the strength to do it. 

Leo’s hard cock left a trail of slime that traveled from between my breasts to my navel before I met him eye to eye. Then I slowly let my bulk settle back down, placing most of my weight on top of him. Leo’s smile was ear to ear and I felt his dick twitch somewhere down below.