Angela's face contorted from her trademark smug sneer to one of pained exasperation as she slowly offered up her hands to James. She bit back the urge to belittle him as a clear look of confusion flooded his face. Do I have to do everything myself
"Help me onto the floor," she gasped out instead as James seemingly understood what she needed. She couldn't help but appreciate how much stronger he was than how he looked as he slowly pushed into her flabby forefront. He took care to let her lean into him before slowly backing away, hands firmly locked underneath her flaccid bingo wings, gently pulling her forward as she arched her incredibly fat ass out.
He stopped to let her catch her breath, a fact that Angela was silently grateful for, as her body contorted into a distorted forward leaning L form. Her belly folds thrusted her bloated breasts into her jiggling jowls almost cutting off her oxygen. James carefully squatted down and duck-walked back as Angela carefully dropped to her knees. Her whole body quivered with each impact and within the span of a few minutes Angela was prone and practically floating in a sea of her own flab.
Angela took a moment to steady her panting before gesturing to the couch as best she could manage. James doing his best to not laugh at the wild swinging of her fat fingers as she spoke.
"Grab the cushions and help me get comfortable," she rasped as she shifted her mass as best she could to relieve some of the discomfort quickly forming. James followed without complaint and she found herself reassessing his usefulness to her as he quickly returned to her with the sweat stained couch cushions.
"Two under my belly and two to cushion my head and arms, hurry up and don't you dare complain."
Angela tried in vein to roll to her side as the young man positioned the cushions nearby. She choked back all the anger and a few tears as he rushed to her side and tipped her side to side like a dairy cow. She couldn't tell what made her angrier in those moments. That the boy she had to manipulate into fucking her was the same one who made her so fat she had to guilt him into it, that she was too fat to touch herself or even roll over, or that she was so sexually frustrated that she was getting wet from him manhandling her fat breasts into the slots between the sets of cushions.
What a sight I must be...
Angela mused sorrowfully as she nestled into the cushions cautiously. She had to remind herself of who she was and how she planned to get the release she needed before giving the eager James more instruction. She cleared her throat and motioned for him to move in front of her before speaking.
"On second thought I don't want all this effort to be in vein," she huffed as a look of nervousness crossed his increasingly attractive face. She pursed her grease stained lips for a second before continuing.
"Hurry up and get undressed."
Angela watched him clumsily and hastily shed his clothes with an appreciative eye for his athletic body and surprisingly large penis. She couldn't help but lick her lips as her mind contemplated all the ways she could train him to be the perfect lover for her. He owed her for destroying her body after all...and she always did appreciate hate sex the best. To her surprise he was already erect and the feeling of being desired as a woman again did wonders to help ease her attitude towards him. Angela quickly found herself so wrapped up in her thoughts that she almost forgot that the young man before her was still quite inexperienced and lacking confidence.
"Um...Mrs Stevenson...what do you need me to do? I mean what should I do?"
Angela couldn't help but crack a genuine smile, the first that she had done in months, at how eager and earnest James was being. Thoughts of her first time came rushing back as she felt some of the tension ease from her fat padded shoulders. She motioned her intention with her mouth and watched him nervously drop down before her. She rolled her eyes playfully as he sat there anxiously.
"Really? Do I have to spell it out for you? I am going to suck your dick but you need to be a lot closer for that to happen."
His eyes perked up as much as his member as he scrambled to get as close as he could to her head. He stopped just short of poking her in the nose with his dick and was practically scrambling to get into a good seated position as she continued to speak.
"Can't have you cumming as soon as I let you inside me."
Angela didn't wait for him to reply before lurching forward and wrapping her plump lips around his stiff dick. She slid her tongue around the kid's pornstar sized member before methodically sucking each inch as she rocked her head back and forth. She didn't have to wait long before it started twitching within her mouth. A bit of frustration overcoming her as she realized he had no intention of letting her know hew was close to blowing his load.
Teach him and treat him right and you can have your own willing sex slave.
Angela reminded herself as she deep-throated the twitching phallus as for as she could. His hips bucked against her forehead as she swallowed until he started going soft. She made sure to catch her breath and let her throat recover before checking on him.
His goofy sated grin almost made her consider letting him off with just fingering her for a second. She was going to have him own up to what he did to her and nothing less than fucking her raw was acceptible. Her irritation oozing into her voice as she ordered him to get his shit together.
"Hurry up and get it up again," she huffed as he sheepishly stroked his member in front of her, "or am I too disgusting for anything more than clearing out your rampant hormones?"
"No..its not that," James stammered as he looked into her hurt eyes, "it just feels weird tryna jack myself off in front of the sexiest woman in the neighborhood."
Angela studied him for what felt like an eternity before judging that he wasn't bullshitting her. The kid actually thought a land whale like her was attractive. It was almost endearing if she could get past the whole being incredibly obese and it being his fault thing. She finally gave into her growing impatience and motioned for him to bring his dick back into sucking range. She did just enough to get him hard before sliding off with a slick pop.
"Now that that is taken care of how about you go ahead and make me feel like the sexiest woman in the neighborhood."
Her voice a perfect blend of frustration and sultriness that had James rushing behind her faster than most men dared these days. She spread out as flat as she could for him as his hands probed her ample ass cheeks. He entered with such vigor and little warning that she didn't even get to scream at him before he started thrusting hard and wild.
Angela felt her body jiggle and quake in ways that felt even more awkward than before. She had to give him credit for trying as she struggled to keep from flopping off her precarious cushion perches.
"Slow down," she groaned as he slipped out from her wet pussy, "you can't just smash it in over and over again."
"Sorry Mrs. Stevenson..."
"Call me Angela and this time when you enter me I want you to lean as far into me as you can. Grab my hair if you need help staying put and match your thrusts to the jostling of my ass."
"Got it Angela!"
She simply grunted back as he followed her instructions to the letter. It wasn't long after that she was beginning to get a feel for her eager lover. She began to buck her dimpled ass back as he thrusted and soon the both of them were riding high in the throes of sex. She actually found herself growing more excited and into it as he soldiered on. Soon the world had faded away leaving only the two of them. She was so close and she could feel he wasn't going to last much longer.
Almost got him where I want him.
She leaned back and grinded her hips until he unloaded inside of her. She found herself orgasming as his dick slammed hard against her cervix. Her body quivering long after he slid out of her and collapsed on her wide back. Angela found herself oddly satisfied and hungry as his breath tickled the back of her neck.
She let him lie atop her as she composed herself. A few minutes of silence passing before his voice, hoarse and thready, filled her ears.
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