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Currently 260 lbs learning to love myself!

Make me your dream come true. Gained 70 pounds fast let’s see how much you can make princess grow.

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.”

Whoever said we should be embarrassed by Farting and Burping ( and actually any bodily function ) should now be feeling absolutely disgusted with themselves because it's bore a nation of snowflakes ! EVERYONE makes and has to pass gas, so why should one be embarrassed by something they have no control over ? Let me be the first to stand here, and state, I for One take huge delight in passing HUGE farts and burps, if I could gas out the National Anthem I seriously think I'd enter competitions. People should get passed embarrassment and it'd save so much agony and even help in detecting many a medical condition sooner ..... 😉 WHO WILL STAND BY MY SIDE AND SAY " I AM NOT AFRAID TO GAS & BE PROUD " 😉 it can still be funny though right !