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I have recently had the pleasure of making a friend in @pregnite10 He truly makes me feel like every pound is worth it...Rod/Pregnite has begun to write a feedee fan fiction story and I wanted to be able to share it with you. This is the first half of many! BurstingBlogger Part One: Fatten Her Up! The camera flickered to life, the once black, empty scene became suddenly alive and filled with life;beautiful, sensuous, wondrous life. The melodic sound of a soulful but modern singer played softly as an incredible sight filled the screen; vibrant red hair fell just beyond the luscious females’ shoulders, framing her angelically lovely face; adorably round with a hint of a second chin, with a slender nose,decorated by a double hooped septum piercing, full, succulent lips that beamedin a breathtaking smile and dark grey eyes that sparkled with energy and excitement! “Hey guys, it’s Kyraand do I have a show for you tonight”, her voice musical and rich; edged with agirlish pitch, but fitting for the delightful female! Bent over as she was;casually adjusting the angle of the video, the camera had a marvelous view ofher cavernous cleavage; her heavy breasts wobbling like fat pendulums encased ina storm grey bra that struggled to contain bloated orbs which seemed to have alife of their own. Once she had the perfect view, Kyra stood upright, revealingthe body of a plump goddess! Resting upon her chest,it was far easier from this vantage point to see the full size of her ballooned breasts; the full mammaries spilling out the sides of the too small garment that held them! Yet, beneath her glorious bosom was Kyras’ most dominate feature; her massively rotund, incredibly swollen, beautifully crafted sphere of a belly; fattened splendidly over the culmination of years of hard but joyful work! The pale fleshed distension was soft and malleable; evident as she squeezed her plumpness, shaking it and sending her meaty gut wobbling before letting it flop down against her thick, juicy thighs which rippled with the impact! Even empty, the wondrous fecundity made the portly female look months pregnant; her belly-button a darkened hole in the center of the blimp of a belly! Pink and mauve stretchmarks decorated her rounded sides, with just a few rolls of fat forming beneath her jiggling, trunk-like arms! The overhang of her behemoth tummy just hiding her leopard printed panties.

I love reading erotic novels about vampires, werewolves, and fantasy, and I've already finished the saga I was reading, any recommendations, the hotter the better, but well written and described

OK so this might be a divided topic, but what's the general consensus when it comes to feeder/feedee relationships? Is it better to do it with one partner or do people explore and have a few feedees/feeders? I'm asking because I have(had) a sexual relationship with a guy who also enjoys feeding me. I met him on another site and we have known each other about a year. Now while I'm not daft and we both know we are sleeping with other people, I've just found out tonight he has another feedee and tbh it's made me a bit upset. When I first started exploring this fetish it took me a while to relax and become intimate enough with someone for them to physically hand feed me. I haven't had another feeder since I met him and I was under the impression he wasn't doing this with anyone else either. We don't meet up that often but when we do it's amazing and we talk every day. It sounds silly but I find feeding alot more intimate than sex so while I couldn't care less if he's sleeping with someone else, I am a bit hurt he's sharing this experience with someone else. What's everyone else's thoughts/experiences on this?

If you're a feedee, who is passionate about eating for either weight gain or pure indulgence and an admirer/feeder was assisting, but at the same time was also pleasuring you in a sexual way e.g. this could be all sorts of thing like, caressing your tummy, massaging a part of your body like your neck/shoulders, kissing your body, giving you oral simulation etc. anything that simulates sexual feelings. Then the question i have for both men and women feedee's is would this experience magnify the pleasure of eating or would it just get in the way of eating and decrease the satisfaction you get from it. I'd be interested in hearing everyone's thoughts about this and whether they'd enjoy it or not. From an admirer's perspective it sounds quite's pleasurable and erotic. The though of seeing a feedee's pleasure being magnified in more than one ways at the same time sounds quite appealing.

Hi! This is one of my favorite works I’ve written! It is a bit risqué and the kinks in it are def not for everyone but I hope most people enjoy it!! If there’s interest I’d love to read this on cam for y’all!! ✨✨✨ I want you to walk in the door with intention. I know where I’m meant to be when you come home. On the Slut’s Spot, waiting and willing. When I see you pick up your leather boots I know exactly what’s expected of me tonight and I drop to my knees, still on my spot. I watch as you take a seat on the couch and change your shoes. My knuckles touch the rug under me in anticipation. Once you are settled and comfortable you pat your thigh to call me over. “Come, be a good bitch and lick my boots till I’m hard enough to fuck your throat.” My mouth fills with drool as I lift my ass off my feet and crawl to you on hands and knees. As I approach you I lower my face and raise my ass, as I know you expect. I bring my wet tongue to the leather and take a long, slow lick across the side of your boot. I keep my ass in the air for you as I continuously use my tongue to clean your boots. I love being a good bitch for you and doing what you order me to. I moan as I drag my tongue over the toe of your boot because I know you are watching me happily degrade myself and your cock is stiffening because of it. Every time my tits drag across the floor I’m reminded of how demeaning this is but that just makes me want to do it even more. Both your boots are shiny with my drool at this point and you reach down and seize my hair, pulling my face up to where you can look me in the eyes. “Open your mouth.” I obey immediately. You take a moment, savoring my compliance, before you spit straight on my tongue. I moan a little getting ready to have your dick in my throat before you order me to hold. I stay where I am, gazing up at you from my knees as you use the hand that’s not holding my hair to scrub my mouth with your spit. “I have to wash your mouth out before I’ll let you touch my dick, dirty slut.” You are thorough and brutal, even spitting into my mouth again at one point when you felt like you need more. I love the feeling of your fingers stretching every inch of my mouth and keep trying to angle them down my throat. You laugh at me, and tell me to take out your dick. As I hurry to obey you ask “are you ready to have your throat full of my cock, like the good fucktoy you are?” “Yes Master! I love to service you!” Your grip on my hair tightens as you direct my mouth to wrap around your cock. As my lips close around your head you groan and I smile around your dick. I love having evidence that I’m doing my job well. My wet mouth slides easily over your rigid cock as I bob my head up and down in time with your hand still wrapped in my hair. You groan again and grip tightly as you push my mouth further down your dick. I happily oblige and run my tongue across the warm tip of you. As you get deeper I feel my throat begin to fill and I open it so you can nestle your member all the way in. This is my favorite part, feeling the head of your cock stretch and encompass my throat as I choke and gag. Your hands leave my hair then but I don’t surface yet. I’m enjoying the feeling of your cock pulsating deep in my throat. I’m breathing in being in my place, at your feet, instead of the air I usually breathe. I can feel my mouth filling with drool again and instead of swallowing it I relax my mouth as I slowly drag my lips up the length of your cock, letting the slobber slide down your shaft as I deeply inhale. I hear you do the same as you watch me make a mess of us both. I look up at you as I reach the head of your dick and our eyes meet. “What a good girl you are. I’m so proud of how my slut does exactly what’s expected of her.” I moan and squirm, my eyes darting away from yours. You catch my chin and raise it a bit, careful not to dislodge your cock from its place in my mouth. “Look at me,” your voice rumbles through me and then you remove your hand; crossing your arms, you look down at me in expectation. I keep the contact as I continue worshiping you from my knees. I start up again slowly, teasing every inch of you. I can’t go all the way down without breaking the eye contact you’ve demanded of me and I won’t disobey. Instead I do short, slow strokes and use my tongue to ensure every inch I can access is generously coated in my saliva. I can feel your groan in every inch where our bodies touch and it makes me shudder. Hearing you enjoy my service makes me so pleased I smile, and as the corners of my lips pull away from your cock a lake of drool spills down your shaft and gathers at the base of your cock and pools among your balls. I begin to pull back, embarrassed, but you growl down at me and, suddenly, one of your hands is wrapped around my throat, and the other palms the back of my head. I begin to panic but you softly shhhhh me as you drive your head as far into my throat as you can fit. Your hand on my head rocks up and down, just a bit, at the same time your hand on my throat tightens and releases. I lose myself in the dual sensation, just existing in my place as your cockslave. I don’t begin to fight until I can’t wait any longer to breathe, but you won’t let me go. Your hands stop moving then, the one on my head tight in my hair holding me against you, and the one on my throat snug against where you can feel your cock inside me. My hands flutter against you, ineffectual against your hold. As you feel my mouth slacken you release my neck and pull back on my hair. I can’t do anything but follow where you lead as you raise my head from your lap. A fresh torrent of slobber slickens everything in the area since I’m not quite able to control anything other than taking a deep breath right now. Your eyes are intense as you look at the mess I’ve made. “Awww, little bitch. Look what you’ve done. Such a dirty slut deserves a reward. Take out your tits for me.” I quickly comply, still recovering from the lack of air. My massive tits tumble out of the top of my dress as I pull it down. You grab me by the forearms and pull my torso across your lap. You arrange my tits so one sits on either side of your cock and my face is above everything. Then you swipe all the drool from my face and rub it inbetween my tits and into your dick. I’m feeling back to my normal self at this point and I begin to shift my tits around you to try and hear you moan. I must be wearing a mischievous look because you reach out and seize one of my nipples in each of your hands. I moan and squirm against your lap as you continue to tease and tug on my nipples. “Do you like it when I play with your udders?” You look down at me with a smirk, you already know the answer I’ll give. “Yes, Master. It feels so good when you make me your hucow. I love giving you access to every inch of me. Using my body to pleasure you is my favorite thing in the world. Thank you for making me feel so good.” And as I finished thanking you I dropped my lips to the head of your cock and begin licking every part I can reach. Your hands milking my nipples keeps me gasping and rocking as you let your head drop back on the couch to immerse yourself in my softness, no thoughts anymore only creamy skin and rampant pleasure. Every little change in sensation sends a ripple through your body and I am living for watching the ecstasy flicker across your face while being unobserved myself. I groan to myself before a grin spreads across my lips. Then I wrap them around your cock to drive you over the edge. It worked too, because your fingers trail from my nipples to the rounded sides of my tits until you can get a good grip on them, one overflowing in each hand. You come back to yourself and look down at me from my place on the floor as I use as much of my body as possible for your pleasure. You growl again and start bucking your hips so that you’re fucking both my tits and my face at the same time. Your hands tighten around my tits until it hurts but I don’t stop or cry out. I can tell by the swelling in your dick and the tremble in your breathing you’re so close. I stop bobbing my head and drive my face as far between my tits as I can achieve and hold it there. My fingernails dig into your sides as I clench my hands while you savage my face and tits. I’m moaning into you as you thrust up, I can’t help it when you’re being so brutal but that seems to be what hits the spot. Thick and warm, your seed shoots into my mouth and throat. Your load is so big I start ** so the next rope of cum arches across my tits and face. Your eyes are glazed over but you say in a clear, husky voice, “You look so hot covered in my cum. What a good cockslave I have,” while patting my head and fixing my hair. Once I have my breath back I begin to lick myself clean, like a good pet. You watch my efforts with a leisurely smirk, but as I lift a breast to my tongue and casually lick a line of cum your gaze darkens and your cock twitches. I realize you’re watching me and I meet your gaze. You only say one word: “Run.”