I love watching him stuff himself, especially when he thinks no one is there to witness his extreme gluttony. No one else would ever suspect that heās totally obsessed with binging, and his behavior would be shocking to anyone that might think they know him. But no one really understands the depth of his urge to consume such massive quantities of food and drink just to see how full and bloated he can force himself to become. But I know his secret ā Iāve been keeping my eye on him for some time now, and I think he knows just how turned on I get watching him do this to himself.
Seeing him hurredly cramming and pushing in huge bites into his mouth and guzzling sweetened fizzy drinks to increase the size of his bloated belly is the sexiest thing Iāve ever witnessed in my life. Iām so completely turned on by him I can hardly contain myself, but I still watch from a distance, aroused by what he can do to himself of his own accord. Itās like he canāt get the food into himself fast enough, almost as if heās afraid someone will discover him and make him stop. Of course, I could never do that, I love watching him gorge himself too much.
I especially love seeing him eat more than anyone could think was possible, itās not like heās all that big to begin with (yet) ā he just has a really, really big appetite. But it seems like heāll never be full enough, he keeps eating and drinking such huge quantities seemingly without any conscious effort, itās absolutely one of the most erotic things I have ever seen. And the best part? Itās obvious how much he really enjoys it too, way more than he should.
I canāt help but notice how hard he gets as he continues to eat more and more, and it causes an ache deep inside of me, a yearning to feed him myself as Iām sitting on his lap straddling him. I desperately want to feel his hardness increasing as I proceed to feed him even more food, filling his massively distended gut thatās slowly taking up all of the remaining room on his lap. But in my imaginings I donāt mind being pushed out of his lap by his gut, in fact it turns me in even more.
The thought of his manhood inside of me as my clit is pressed against the expanse of his stomach is so arousing that I am completely wet. Iām daydreaming, and I want him inside of me more than Iāve ever wanted anything before. I want him to keep eating, gorging himself as Iām on top of him, letting him enter me. I want the pressure of his binging to fill his stomach to match the explosive pressure of his impending orgasm, where the two become inseparable in his mind, the pleasure/pain of fullness and delayed sexual release. But still I wait, watching him from a distance, just so I can see what heāll keep doing to himself unaided.
It takes a while, but he finally starts to feel the pressure build as his stomach becomes tighter and heavier from the rigorous demands heās placing on his now hugely bloated belly. Heās now keenly aware of the impending huge satisfaction when he senses that heās reaching his limit. Itās possible that he may not be able to continue to keep eating for much longer, but he keeps up the pace of his voracious binging anyway.
This is the best part ā when it becomes almost impossible to continue eating because heās getting way too full. But now this stage is elusive because the more heās been stuffing himself the more difficult it is to truly feel this level of overindulgence. He canāt help himself now, he keeps pushing past his so-called limits, to experience this amazing feeling of a new ānever before realizedā limit.
It becomes so difficult to lift the food to his mouth, to chew, and to swallow, but he continues on regardless of these difficulties, pushing past the point of pain because it tastes so good and the pressure is a masochistic pleasure from the pain of his massively distended abdomen. It feels good to have his hands on his belly, rubbing the huge roundness of his stomach which was once so fit and defined, but is now so full that his body is barely recognizable. He looks like he actually might split right open if someone were to give his belly the slightest touch.
Heās noticeably slowing down, and I canāt help myself any longer. Heās almost in a stupor from all heās eaten, so itās easy for me to approach him now, and to basically just ātake overā. But I donāt want to simply take over here where weāre at in public. Heās in such a self-inflicted helpless condition that itās easy to take him home with me, luring him with the promise of several varieties of homemade desserts. I mean, who can resist my famous cheesecake? Or my sexy lingerie collection. ;)
At my place he begins to eat again in earnest, his sexual appetite increasing his desire to eat as I undress for him, revealing my seductively curvaceous figure. And when he can no longer eat for himself, I canāt help but to bring the food to his lips for him, pushing just a little more into his mouth, encouraging him to take just one more bite, just for me. I can definitely tell how increasingly turned on he is by just this simple act of insistent feeding.
Out of breath and groaning from the exertion, he now cannot move from the immense pressure built up in his stomach, and he realizes heās lost all track of time and has been gorging for hours. Every possible space in his massively distended abdomen has been filled with the heaviness of all of that consumed food ā he must have eaten pounds and pounds of it! He is more bloated than heās ever been before, and the shape of his belly is completely arousing. Almost as arousing as his state of utter helplessness, binging himself into a full blown food coma, and pinned down by the weight of his bloated belly.
I am amazed ā it is truly breathtaking to have seen him do this to himself, to have watched him gorge himself to a state of helplessness, and then to have encouraged him to keep pushing himself just a little bit more. My reward is seeing the damage Iāve helped to inflict after his self-destructive efforts to eat more than he has ever eaten before.
His full hard stomach is the sexiest thing I have ever seen, and I canāt keep my hands off of him now. I love feeling his belly, softly carressing his roundness and feeling how heavy and huge it has grown in such a short amount of time. His pants were already unbuttoned and unzipped, but I canāt help myself any longer, Iāve been so turned on by at first watching him, then feeding him, and now feeling his round tight belly with my hands. I pull his pants down just a bit further, releasing the engorged state of his manhood from the constraints of his clothing.
I move myself over him, straddling him as I had imagined, and lower myself onto his erection. I let him enter me as I rub my clit simultaneously on his huge stomach. I rhythmically ride his cock, bringing us both to an explosive orgasm as we satisfy our deviant sexual desires. No ordinary orgasm could possibly rival the intensity of our shared feedist sexual release together.
I collapse on top of him, making him groan again from the added pressure Iāve put on his abdomen, but he doesnāt mind. He knows Iām completely fulfilled and satisfied, and I smile to myself, thinking what a perfect way to have introduced myself to my new feedee.