Note to the reader: Part 1 though this is self-contained I think. This part contains a full sex scene. Again, a slow-burn. I really enjoy making the reader feel like they're there. There may be some typos, as this was a tad bit rushed. I didn't want there to be too long of a gap between this and Part 1. Enjoy, and I look forward to feedback.

DISCOVERING MY FETISH

"Love you," Chloe pecked my lips. I was half-asleep in bed as she left for work. It was a crisp Friday morning in January, and I wanted to stay wrapped up in a cocoon.

*ding*

My eyes shot open. Really no peace in this world.

*ding*

I jumped out of bed and went straight to the door in my boxer-briefs. I figured I'll just hide behind the door and check who's there. Typical package to sign. Great. I can't fall back asleep now. I guess I should just freshen up and have coffee.

As I walked back in the bedroom I paused, took a deep breath and stretched my arms in the air. While letting out a yawn and looking around our bedroom, I noticed Chloe left her bra on the bed. I guess she was in a rush heading to work. I haven't been home alone in ages. Now, no, dear reader, I won't be humping her bra or tasting her "titty residue" like that Chappelle episode. I just looked at the piece of lingerie. I didn't realize her bras were so...big. I never really paid much mind to them because we typically just get naked fast and enjoy feeling our bare bodies touching each other.

My thoughts started racing, imaging her tits fitting into this bra which looked quite large to me. It turned me on to know she filled this thing out. I started thinking more about her body. Naturally, her tits made me think about her ass, making rough love to her, her hips, her belly...eventually the thickness of her pussy.

It was the morning time. Hormones at their peak. I can't be blamed for my cock straining against my underwear now while I flossed and let my thoughts run wild. I noticed what made my cock ache was the thought of Chloe's thick pussy suffocating my nose while I had my tongue buried inside her. Even writing this, it makes my cock stir.

"What the hell is up with me?" I thought. My mind couldn't stop thinking about her thickness. I honestly felt ashamed. I don't know why my thoughts were fetishizing something that made her insecure. I should be on her side. I should be supporting her to slim down if that's what makes her happy. And while I of course would support her if she wanted to become more fit, my mind and internal thoughts really hoped she stayed as she was.

Her thickness was obviously there before this whole time. Coming off of the holidays, tons of pictures are taken and shared. I guess Chloe's pointing her own weight gain in them made me start to think of it more deeply for the first time. But why the fuck was I getting hard over this? Is this because I'm sexually bored? Or was it speaking to something more deeply ingrained in my psyche and evolutionary instincts? A thicker woman has more stores, and so is probably a better prospective mother? Some shit like that? Who the hell knows. I just knew my thoughts were consuming me and I had no idea how to put them to rest.

Weeks went by. Our sex life had functionally remained the same. Great on paper, but something was not right. Before, it was very fulfilling to me. Suddenly, I was just not totally satisfied. Yes I still came hard, yes Chloe still gushed on my face all the time. But something was just...off. And it drove me fucking nuts. I had no idea what the hell suddenly seemed to be "missing".

One evening, I had the house to myself again. I figured I'd take the private time to take an edible, watch some porn, edge and blow a fat load. Before this day, I hadn't specifically searched up anything related to the specific physique Chloe claimed to have. "I'm fat" (she wasn't), "I'm obese" (she wasn't), "I'm chubby". Well...that last one wasn't inaccurate. But I felt ashamed to think so. Naturally, I never would search a term which many perceive as "degrading" on porn sites or Reddit.

I decided, "Fuck it, we're going to put this to rest now." I searched "chubby" on the Hub. My cock instantly became rock hard. I found a treasure trove of girls who weren't "slim thick" or "petite". They had tits. But they had thick, natural thighs. They had bellies that jiggled when they fucked. They were close in their physique to my own girl, and this made watching porn so much more fulfilling. Now, don't get me wrong. Porn is still porn, and many men just absolutely suck in the videos. But I found a few who really worshipped their bigger girls. I experienced such an intense, deep orgasm from watching this porn that I couldn't hold back my moan while I blew all over myself. I shot so far it hit my own chin.

I realized this is what I was missing in our sex life.

I am a giver when I fuck. Yes, I do take as well. I take Chloe's throat. I pound her pussy with the intent of breeding. But not before I know that I've given her what she needs. I began realizing something about myself: I felt unfulfilled because I was no longer worshipping her properly. I decided to think...maybe it's time I treated her like those men in porn treat their chubby girls. I needed to grab her love-handles and use them how their name suggests. I needed to feel her belly, slap her tits, and nibble on her pussy mound.

I had a fetish, and I needed to execute on it. But this was tricky because my fetish was part of her insecurity. I would absolutely be heartbroken if anything I did hurt her self-esteem. I had to be careful, but I knew if I didn't at least try to indulge in worshipping her chubbiness I would lose my fucking mind.

GIVING INTO MY PRIMAL DESIRE: TESTING HER COMFORT

I devised a plan. When Chloe would say something negative about her body, I'd see if it's appropriate to lean into it.

March had rolled around and it had started to become warmer, so she was more exposed when going out.

"Baby you ready?" I came into the bedroom. "You're not even dressed what the hell." We had reservations to get to. She was standing in front of the mirror in her lingerie rubbing her belly. "This is nuts," she said, matching my stare in the mirror.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I was falling back into my usual "Belly? What belly?" bullshit act, like a cookie-cutter husband response should be. She pressed further.

"You don't see this?" she grabbed her belly fat. I did see it. And her standing there, full, looking like she's ready to make babies...well it got my cock stirring.

I came up behind her and locked eyes with her. I traced my dark hands over her pale, smooth, soft belly. Careful now, I didn't want to insult her. I cautiously said, "This thickness gets me really hard honestly." I breathed out against her ear. I noticed the goosebumps all over her chest and thighs. I kissed right behind her earlobe and moved to bite her earlobe, gripping a bit of her chubbiness, "Get ready we have a reservation in case you forgot."

"Well I don't know what to wear. That dress you suggested is too small now which is why I'm standing here."

"Too small? Put it on," I suggested.

She slid this stretchy, black dress on. It fit her exquisitely. Her tits looked full in it, her red hair contrasted so beautifully. Her porcelain skin looked so crisp. And she had the sexiest pouch of chubbiness which strained the dress the slightest bit. Perfect. For those who love natural, fuller women, you'll know this look.

I moved towards her after drinking her in. I rubbed her hips and traced over her belly. "This really makes it look amazing," tracing over her stomach. I noticed her face was red. I knew she didn't know what to make of this.

I knew that my sexual advances in this direction weren't going to eliminate her insecurities. That was never the objective. I only wanted her to feel like she could be in my presence and feel unbelievably sexy as she always was. And I also had a fetish I recently discovered which needed some attention.

Dinner was the usual: casual conversation, family talk, plans for the week. She was two glasses of wine in on her third, she and leaned forward, her tits pouring out of her slutty fitting dress. My eyes went from generally looking in her direction to now focusing in on her cleavage: milky white, veins that could be seen under smooth skin, the dress starting right where her puffy ghost nipples began. I wanted to breed her right then and there. I wanted to bend her over this fucking table, wrap my arms around her juicy thick thighs, and shove my tongue deep in her pussy while rubbing my face into her taint and asshole. I wanted to--

"Did you mean what you said earlier?" she asked in a whisper, breaking me out of my filthy adventure. I was sporting a semi under the table which was suddenly deflating.

I decided to play dumb because I wanted her to have my words at the forefront of her mind. The exact words I said. "What do you mean? Yeah I think this place is pretty good."

"No not that, you know what I mean," she rolled her eyes. "No I don't, what're you talking about?" I said.

"Forget it," she smirked finishing her glass. Her smirk was a key indicator for me. I knew she took what I said positively. I knew she probably did want her body worshipped.

We walked out of the place, Chloe leaning on me as the wine flowed through her veins. I guided her to her side of the car and got her inside. As I closed the door, I knew how she got when she loosened up with a couple of drinks. I knew I had the greenlight, and in the darkness of the night, I'm not ashamed to admit I had a fully hard cock pressed against my pants. As I sat in the driver's seat, she exhaled.

"My fat gets you hard?" she suddenly said, just as I pressed the button to start the car. I turned to look at her and let out a laugh with my exhale.

"Something about it makes me want to cum inside you like never before, I have no idea why. Evolution or something like that," I justified. Chloe rolled her eyes and laughed, "So you have a fetish or something? So what, you want me to become obese?"

I got a little taken aback because she's usually not that forward. "I don't find obesity sexy, no. But what you have going on now is...absolutely delicious," I said putting my hand on her inner thigh to knead it while I looked at her face. Being the tipsy little slut she was at this point, she spread her legs as much as her dress would allow. I wanted to touch her curves. Given the angle, I could only rub the back of my hand on her belly. It was the type of belly where when she stood up, it didn't hang, but when she sat, her pussy got scrumptiously fat, she got a bit of a muffin top, and her hips got a cleavage. Smooth and chubby, not lumpy. Absolutely delicious.

"I want to put a baby in this," I confessed. Now, mind you, I have no interest in kids, neither does she. But I definitely wanted to cum in her lately, especially since we stopped using condoms years ago. She wasn't on protection. I guess my pull-out method has been pretty good so far.

I'd always pull out and let her suck my cum out because honestly she was hungry for it after I'd get her off a few times in a session. She'd sit between my legs, I'd ask if she's ready to let me breed her throat, and that's all the encouragement she needed to proceed to fuck my cock with her mouth and throat. She'd shove my cock in her cheeks and let me smack her face where it made an imprint. She'd eat my taint and twist my cock until I was ready to blow. I never missed cumming inside her because she would serve me so well, how I trained her to.

But for the past few months, I craved nothing more than to lay her on her back, put her beautiful black nail-polish-adorned feet on my hairy belly, hold her down with my hands on the back of her thighs so her pussy looked real fat and her belly looked nice and full, and to finally mark this pussy as mine.

"Hey out of curiosity," I started to ask, looking down at her belly, "when's your period scheduled for?"

"Two days from now, why?"

"No reason," I said, winking at her. She knew what was on my mind. It's the same question I asked when she asked me to cum inside her close to her period 2 years prior. Sometimes the urge just consumes her past the point of logical thought. Tonight it had consumed me.

"You're thinking of...?" I saw goosebumps form on her tits. Her breathing grew heavy and her hand slid over mine.

"I'm gonna fuck a baby into this belly tonight," Chloe's eyes shot open in shock at how frank I was being. My hand moved up to rub over left nipple. I felt it grow hard under my touch and her back arched. I leaned over and she met my open-mouth kiss. She shoved her tongue into my mouth. I had to control this girl to kiss her how I want to. I'm going to establish my dominance here and now. I reached over with my left hand and grabbed the back of her head, letting her feel the power dynamic of the situation. I tilted her head to her left so I could shove my tongue into her mouth, sliding over the top of hers, systematically nibbling on her lower lip and moving to her upper lip, suckling on it, and then moving back to wrestling her tongue with mine. My face felt like it was becoming one with hers.

And then I abruptly stopped, "Ok, time to go home."

She let out a frustrated exhale. "Patience, slut," I laughed. She turned her body to face mine in the passenger seat, intertwining her fingers with mine.

(Now, reader, please don't assume that she was being taken advantage of given the wine. This dirty girl and my filthy self have discussed breeding fantasies sober many times, and we've only gone through with it twice prior to tonight. We'd usually get too scared to do it, but the two times we did go through with it we were both sober and agreed we would only do it extremely rarely...when the urge would be beyond our control in the moment. Asking her about her period tonight was a way for me to get her extremely horny, and I knew prior that even if I did cum inside of her, she approved prior when she was sober. NEVER do this for the first time when your partner's tipsy.)

GIVING INTO MY PRIMAL DESIRE

"Come on baby," I said escorting her from the passenger side into the house. "Wait here," I said, turning to lock the door. When I turned back around, she had dropped to her knees in front of me. I smiled, "We're starting right here?"

She started rubbing her face into my crotch. I leaned my back on the door of the entrance. I instantly got hard, how could you not? The woman I love is on her knees, tits grown more than ever pouring out of her dress, rubbing her face into my cock? I took my belt off of my pants, unbuttoned them, and opened the fly. She slid her hand up my thigh, going under my underwear to grab my cock. Fuck that, I was going to take her throat right here.

I slid my underwear down. "No hands," I instructed. She opened her mouth with her tongue sticking out and dropped my cock onto it. She started instinctually bobbing her head, but I had other plans. I made a ponytail with my hand by holding her hair in my fist to control her head and I started slowly fucking her mouth, easing my way into her throat. She gagged, letting the spit drip down her chin. That only made me harder, so I started to get sloppier with her by shoving my cock into her cheek. I gave her a couple of good smacks to the imprint in her cheek.

"Hungry slut wants to be bred," I let out as I slid in and out of her mouth, making sure her drool dripped down onto her tits. She let out a muffled "Uh huh" while looking up at me like a well-trained girl, twisting her head so her mouth and tongue got all over my cock. It was the only thing she had control over at the moment; her hunger to serve just intoxicated me.

I pulled up on her hair signaling it was time for her to get up and move to the bedroom. She stumbled onto her feet, leaning on me for support. I pulled gave her sloppy, saliva covered chin and cheek a lick, tracing my tongue into her open mouth and tasted my cock on her tongue.

We moved to the bedroom, disrobing fast. I was never a big fan of stripping each other slowly and neither was she. We always wanted to be 100% skin-to-skin ASAP. I purposely positioned us in front of the full-body mirror, her body facing it, myself behind her with my cock strategically between her ass cheeks so she would grind back into me.

We stood there in silence, making eye contact through the mirror. This was where she was calling herself fat earlier, pulling on her belly, seeming down.

I put my hands on her belly, her full white tits covered in goosebumps and her nipples hard as ever. I started rubbing my dark hands over her abdomen, pushing downwards into her smooth pubic mound.

"This gets me really hard," I said, purposely twitching my cock while it rested against her taint from behind. She definitely felt it because she started grinding back into me harder.

"I love this thick pussy," her breathing deepened. I took my left hand and grabbed her pubic mound, kneading it and pulling it upwards to expose her clit to the air. I started licking up her shoulder to her earlobe, nibbling on her earlobe and pulling on it with my lips. I brought my right hand up to my face, putting a thick layer of spit on it, and brought it down to her exposed clit.

"Can I?" I said, purposely exhaling near her ear so my warm breath danced on her skin. I knew I could do whatever I wanted with her after growing together for a decade. But asking for consent in this case made it so she was anticipating the touches far more than if I just had done it without asking. It made it disgustingly sexy. It made it so she begged for my touch, enthusiastically nodding as she watched my left hand grabbing her mound and my right hand's finger waiting for her permission. But I didn't give it to her then. I wanted more.

"You want me to play with this clit, it was trying to hide from me in this beautiful fat pussy" her eyes shot open at the shock at the filth I was whispering in her ear, before she could react, I started rubbing her clit with the most gentle touch, taking care of how sensitive she was at the moment. Her breathing was loud from the first touch to her clit in this new frontier of our sex life.

When I got right under her button with my finger, I stopped and started sliding my slick finger left and right letting her clit slide on top of it. Her head leaned back on my left shoulder, her eyes rolling back in her head and she let out the sweetest, room-filling moan.

I instantly felt my fingers getting wetter from the juices coming out of her pussy. I turned my head to her to watch her reactions as I kept playing with her clit, kneading her mound to control how she was grinding into me and thrusting against my hand. She was facing the ceiling leaving ample room for me to explore her neck I nibbled on her neck, breathing into her. I traced her jugular with my tongue, it was working on overdrive with her heart beating faster than ever. I licked up her jawline and she knew I needed to taste her mouth.

She met me in a deep passionate kiss, screaming into my mouth as I let her mound go and I laid a firm spank on her pussy. My left hand slide up to her right breast, wrapping around her body like a snake to hold her in place while I laid harder smacks on her pussy. I'd remove my hand from her pussy completely while her eyes were closed and our tongues wrestled for dominance so she wouldn't know when I was going to lay another spank on her pussy, leaving my hand on her clitoral hood with each smack so she could recover and grind into my fingers which were slick with her pussy juice.

I breathlessly let out, "Dirty whore loves getting her thick pussy manhandled huh." She enthusiastically nodded, letting out another scream as I smacked her fat tit with my left hand. Her knees started buckling and I knew I needed to be inside her now. I pushed her onto the bed.

She was getting ready for doggy, but no, tonight I needed to see her body. This was a missionary-only night. "On your back baby," I turned her with my hands on her hips.

A large drop of precum literally dripped out of my cock onto her pussy mound as I got on top of her. "Wow that's crazy," Chloe let out.

"Hold your legs back for me baby," I instructed. This was the perfect view for her pussy and belly to be squeezed together, looking as thick as possible as her tits rested on her belly.

I describe this sight as delicious for a reason. There's no way I was going to progress without shoving my tongue deep inside her pussy. I licked the drop of precum onto the tip of my tongue, making sure she's watching me. She let out a laugh, "You're crazy." I wrapped both my arms around her legs, my hands perfectly sitting on her pubic mound. I firmly grabbed her mound and pulled it towards her face to expose her engorged clit.

She held her breath. I stared directly into her soul as I slid the precum-covered tip of my tongue over her clit. She let out the cutest little scream. "Delicious fat pussy," I said as I put my mouth over her mound, biting it gently, grazing my teeth over skin and making out with it. I licked up to her chubby belly, sucking and kissing, leaving hickies along her skin as I traced back down to her clit.

I flattened my tongue, licking from her asshole, all the way up to her clit. "Grind into my tongue baby," I wanted her to be engaged in the pussy eating. She obliged, grinding into my mouth. I started to press my tongue firmly into her pussy hole when her grinding would position it over the tip of my tongue. I started to seek entry inside her, she could tell. She started grinding less, letting me enter her with my tongue. I immediately tasted the salty sweet taste of her juices. I became completely intoxicated and honestly, I don't even remember what happened after. I just remember I shoved as much of my tongue as I could insider her pussy and rubbed my upper lip into her clit. She started shivering against my mouth. I didn't want her cumming just yet.

I rose up, taking a glob of spit and putting it just on my glans. I lined myself up along her entrance. I wanted her to let me in. I wanted her wetness and the neediness of her pussy to pull my cock into her. And that's what happened. As I felt myself getting pulled inside her, I took my thumb and placed it on her clitoral hood.

Her eyes immediately started rolling back and her mouth hung open. "Grind into my thumb little slut," I ordered. She didn't have a choice but to comply. She was at the mercy of her own sexual desire now, no thoughts, just chasing her orgasm like a good girl should. She started thrusting her hips so my cock got in deeper and my thumb slid over her clit. She started shaking nearly immediately.

"I'm gonna cum already, holy shit, don't let me cum yet please," she let out. She was going to cum. It wasn't her decision, it was mine. "You can cum more than once tonight, don't worry baby, just give it to me please," I said stopping myself from slamming myself balls deep into her. I wanted her to make herself cum like a needy slut. Sure enough, following my command, she made a face which looked like she was going to cry, and if tears were flowing down her face, she would be. But this was what ecstasy looked like. This was the world that I wanted to create tonight, and this sight was my reward.

"Fuck you I'm gonna cum already, don't stop, fu--" her head thrashed back into the bed, her eyes rolling back, her moans filling the room. I slapped her tits with my left hand and I aggressively started rubbing her now-fully-engorged clit while I pounded into her. I was going to make her bridge this orgasm with the next.

The scream she let when I started to ruin her pussy at that moment is a memory I will die with. I've blown so many loads to that scream and sight since that night. It was the most primal, guttural sound I've heard from a woman, and it brought me to the point of no return.

"Oh shit I'm going to cum too, fuck I didn't want that," I breathlessly let out.

"Put a baby in my fucking belly daddy," this demonic slut was looking right into my eyes and yelling this at me. I leaned into it. I grabbed her belly fat aggressively with both hands and I started to pull her back and forth onto my cock using it.

"You like daddy controlling his toy with this belly don't you, you filthy slut," she nodded enthusiastically.

"Do it, fuck do it please," and that's all it took for me to lean forward, let her belly go, throw her legs over my shoulder and slam myself balls deep into her as I unloaded into her. She shivered under me, pulling what felt like was all the cum I'd ever make in my life out of my balls. Her hand held my back, holding me tight, nearly forcing me to breed her.

I laid on top of her, both of us catching our breaths. I got on my elbows and looked at her, giving her a deep kiss. "Love you," I said, running my hands through her hair. "Love you too," she reciprocated.

"So...round 2 in an hour?" she asked. "30 minutes, take it or leave it," I chuckled.

Finally, things seemed right.

END SCENE

Well that's it. Feel free to criticize the style, I'm always trying to improve. Thanks for reading this far!