Feeding Yvette - Sex Stories

Sex Stories, Erotic Stories, Porn Stories, XNXX Stories, Adult Stories, XXX Stories

Sex Stories Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Cum Swallowing, Fantasy, Incest, Hardcore, First Time, Dark Fantasy, Young, Group Sex, True Story, Romance, Masturbation, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Teen, Erotica, Lesbian, Mature, Bi-sexual, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Virginity, Taboo, Humiliation, Female/Female, Cheating, Reluctance, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Threesome, Bondage and restriction, Gay, School, Voyeurism, Non-consensual sex, Cruelty, Love Poems, Violence, Teen Male / Female, Ass to mouth, Coercion, Wife, Male / Females, Job/Place-of-work,
Best Porn Sites

Feeding Yvette

Date: 8/10/2017, Categories: Fetish, Group Sex, Author: dark_whisper, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

her, we smiled and waved, and she seemed to relax a bit. After tasting one sundae, then another, she smiled back at us, and with a nod of her head invited us to sit at her table. Mike and I walked over and sat on both sides of her. She was even more beautiful close up than she was from a distance – I could see the little chubby folds on her fat upper arms. "So, boys, what's the deal?" – she asked us with a playful smile when we sat down. – "Why the ice cream?" "We just wanted to make your day a little sweeter, Miss," - said I, moving the ice cream slightly closer to her. She promptly ate a spoonful of it. "You seem like such a sweet girl," - said Mike, touching her hand gently, - "so pretty. What is your name?" "Yvette," - she said, blushing. – "but really, you should not have..." "Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful, beautiful girl," - I said, stroking her other hand, so soft and smooth and small. "We would really, really like to sit with you and watch you eat this ice cream, Yvette," - said Mike. – "This is Sam, by the way, and I am Mike." "Nice to meet you, Mike, Sam," - Yvette said, - "What do you guys do?" "I am a writer, and Mike is a photographer," - I said, - but please, eat. "You are holding my hands, guys," - she laughed, and that was true – Mike was stroking the back of her hand with his fingers, and I was holding her other hand,, my fingers intertwined with hers. I picked up the spoon from the rum raisin and vanilla sundae, and scooped up a little ice ... cream from the top, where it's just started to melt. I put the spoon up to Yvette's lips, and she looked at me with her huge lovely eyes, and parted her lips obediently for her treat. Mike picked up on my hint, and took the other spoon, the one that came with the chocolate and butter pecan sundae. She looked at him with sweet helplessness in her eyes, then ate his offering as well. We continued to feed the lovely fat beauty, spoonful after spoonful of cold soft sweetness, holding her hands and stroking them all the while. It must have been a bizarre sight, but none of us cared: both I and my friend devouring Yvette's face with out eyes as she devoured our ice cream. Her lovely fat cheeks were blushing, her breathing grew heavier. She started to close her eyes after each spoonful, with a small whimper. As she swallowed, I could see in my mind the sweet, creamy food traveling down her body, transforming into soft, sweet, creamy fat and lining her smooth white skin from the inside, like it was filled with warm, creamy melted ice cream. "You are such a beautiful fat girl, Yvette," - I whispered, letting go of her hand and stroking my finger up her arm, very lightly, barely touching the smooth skin, - "I love seeing you eating this ice cream. This ice cream is making you fatter and prettier. Each time you swallow it, it makes you fatter, softer and prettier." I took her hand in mine again, and fed her another spoonful of vanilla. Ice cream was dwindling fast: fed by two men at once, ...