Accepting her wishes (extra 4)

Although he questioned the fact that she wanted to eat in her underwear, Emily stated that nobody would come home until Monday, so the entire weekend was just for the two of them to enjoy. She sat on his lap and encouraged him to take off his clothes too. Although hesitant at first, he agreed and left himself only in his underwear. Emily seemed to be happy to feel his naked torso on her back, and he just assumed this was part of her fantasy.

Then, he started to feed her, not without her feeding him too. Bite by bite, every slice of pizza went down her throat with incredible ease. The sound of her swallowing was also enhanced by the fact she was just in front of him. A couple of moans scaped her mouth after every couple of bites, which he didn’t know if it indicated she was feeling full or just reacting to the stimuli that this whole situation was giving her.

Not lying with himself, he realized there was some sort of magic in this kind of interaction. It was almost more intimate than having sex, as if they were accepting each other's natural human urges, noises, feelings, and more, all just by eating delicious food and enjoying the warmth of their bodies.

Suddenly, she grabbed the bottle of Fanta and turned around to sit on top of him, but while looking at his face.

“I want to feed you too” she said while maintaining a dreamy smile on her. “You are thirsty, aren't you? Open wide now.”

“Heh, as you wish, queen” having to abide by his promise of being hers, he said: “Ahhh...”

Slowly and carefully, she placed the Fanta on his mouth. The fizzy feeling of the cold drink contrasted with the warmth of the pizza in an almost perfect way. After some gulps, she finally gets the bottle down and lets him breathe, as it seemed she didn’t want to go too hard in this first time. Although the feeling of having to burp quickly arose within his throat.

“Was it refreshing? Do you have to burp?” Emily put aside the bottle and held his face closer with both her hands. “Burp on me, babe. Show me you are not afraid to be yourself with me, just like I have been with you.”

Having never experienced something of the sort, and just remembering how her burps feel on his ear from all the times she messed with him, it was hard to just burp on someone for the first time. Even more so in a girl’s face. But even so, he went on and let himself go, letting the air from his throat scape at will to show her he was ok with this situation.

However, the burp, which was kind of cohabited, made her moan so hard she trembled on top of him. Her heavy breathing not allowing her to speak, she released words almost in a tired manner: “You are so amazing... so open minded... I am losing my mind with you, dude.”

“I told you that I am willing to make you happy, didn’t I?”

“Then, let’s make another test” she said, and instantly started unbuttoning her bra, letting it fall and letting her big tits hang freely in front of his boy. Following this, she slipped down her panties and threw them away as if they were just a nuisance, grabbing the Fanta bottle back and giving it to him.

“I am thirsty too; can you help me with that?”

As he grabbed the bottle, she got even closer to his body and pushed her hair back in a quick motion. Her boobs and belly bounced around in a hypnotizing fashion.

“Open wide.”

After ordering this, her mouth opened right in front of his face. Breathing warmly and almost on his nose, a deep gurgle rose from within her throat and a belch scaped her visible and pizza-smelling throat. She quickly closed her mouth and sealed the belch behind her lips, only to release it by breathing it out afterwards.

“Sorry, that was supposed to happen after the Fanta, hehe” she giggled and continued explaining: “When I move too much after eating, I burp like crazy.”

“Then let’s move a lot after this so that you aren't left with any gas.”

With one hand, he put the tip of the bottle on her lips and let her do the rest. Once her lips were surrounding the tip, he lifted the bottle and consequently, the liquid started going down her small but cute throat at a speed he didn’t know she could achieve. Every swig sounded so deep and fizzy that he wondered if she would be able to handle it, but upon looking at her already big belly, there wasn’t any room for doubt anymore.

As he continued to gently rub her bloated tummy, he could feel the softness and warmth beneath his fingertips. Emily's breathing was calm and rhythmic, and her eyes were closed, savoring the sensation of every gulp. At one moment, she got stuck and moaned in surprised, but after taking a five second break and stopping him from getting the drink down, she kept swallowing, making him wonder if he should stop at any moment at all. Her belly was getting so full of gas that her chest was protesting, making noises that sounded as if all that she drank wanted to come back out.

Once again, A loud, long guttural sound came from her chest, and she had to stop swallowing. He got the bottle back down and let her breath, which let's say she needed too much. However, instantly after panting tiredly from all the drinking, and not even having enough time to clean the liquid that had been left on the top of her upper lip with her tongue, she started burping, releasing moist air uncontrollably and sitting straight unconsciously to let the immense amount of gas get out.

Once finished, she looked at his man again between tired breaths.

“More...”

With a look of hesitation, he placed the bottle on her lips and raised it again. The remaining Fanta was less than a quarter of the bottle, yet she got it down as if she had just leveled up her swallowing abilities. And with that, the bottle got emptied and her upper belly looked as if it was about to burst. She seemed, nonetheless, to keep some of the drink on her mouth to share with him. How did he know it was for him? Emily leaned forward and embraced him with her body, connecting their lips and giving him all the Fanta left to allow for the most sweet and fizzy kiss in the history of their life.

When separating lips, they looked at each other between heavy breaths. Interrupting this moment, a belch came rushing through her, and she didn’t allow this gas to go to waste like last time, as Emily blasted a full three second deafening release of gas right on his face, sighting and moaning at the end as if reaching climax.

“Oh my god. I am so full.” Emily got closer to him and rested her whole body on his torso. He could almost feel the coldness of all the liquid from her full stomach. “You don’t seem to mind any of this at all. Am I dreaming? Are you perfect?”

“I am just a normal guy with a girlfriend a little bit not normal. That’s all” he said, rubbing her cheek with one hand, not looking away from her eyes for no even a second. “So, what now? Are you full yet?”

“I am more than full; I am filled to the brim with love. But...” her eyes looked away as she thought for a bit, looking back at him with an evil smile. “You will make me so fat with these meals, will you take responsibility?”

“Only when the food you put on your belly is something I bought myself.”

The night unfolds, and the chemistry between the two intensifies between kisses. They share stories, laughter, stolen glances and grope each other in the most passionate of ways as the connection between them deepens. It's a night neither of them will ever forget, as Emily finally acknowledges the unspoken desires she kept hidden for so long.