Part 2 of an experience I had, each story can be read independently.
I'm a purely deviant, sexually charged man. I had found a girl with the lowest self-esteem possible and I was continuing my exploitation of her, at my leisure.
Kyla age 19, most definitely a BBW and almost SBBW, submissive, still lived with her folks in a middle class suburban neighbourhood. As always I parked down the street and walked to her house for our usual time, Tuesday at noon. I told her I was wanted to change things up today. Usually we went to her bedroom in her parents' home and I did whatever the fuck I wanted to her but I was getting bored and needed a change of pace. Being a self-confessed misogynist, I had explored all kinds of sexual deviancy with her at my leisure ranging from cumming in her hair and face to making her suck cum from my used condoms, belt whipping her and humiliating her every step of the way. I had tagged Kyla and her gay boyfriend the Nancy-boy Cory, 2 weeks ago. I had jerked off and shot cum blasts on her work uniform and wiped her wet cunny with the ass part of her work pants.
I'd face fucked her and just before I came, I'd pulled out and cum all over the carpet in her bedroom knowing she'd have to scrub it out long after I left before her Mom and Dad wouldn't find it. Although I'm sure she could have just told them she dropped a tub of ice cream, it wasn't like that was a stretch based on her eating habits. I slapped her pussy, then wiped my hand of her cunny juice in her hair most times we met. She was very sensitive about her fatness and I relished in calling her piggy, chub's, fatty or just simply fat face. With her tight curly strawberry blond hair that bounced when she walked and her very "plain Jane" appearance, no make-up, no style, no friends, no self-esteem, I had her in place to do whatever the fuck I wanted. And I did.
I fucked her regularly with no regard for her pleasure and I didn't need to bother with foreplay, ever. I had on 2 occasions, arrived, walked upstairs, made her strip, suck me off and came in her mouth and left without a word. On occasion, I would make her rim me and I'd call her, "farty ass face," just before I'd belt her ass and she never said a fucking word, she only sobbed quietly while I whipped her fatty bum. I enjoyed pinching her fat rolls and flabby tits most. I made her do deviant things like pissing herself in her big girl panties in the shower. I fucked her missionary style on her parents bed and made her call her mom at work while I boned her.
Once I told her via email, which was the only way we communicated, when she got to work, 30 mins into her shift (3:30) she was to go to her manager at the fast food joint she worked at and tell her she had the shits and needed to go the bathroom and masturbate for 20 mins. I told her that I'd be calling the restaurant at 3:35 sharp and asking for her and she better not be available to speak because she'd be in the potty. Once she had cum she was to go out the front door and wave 3 times as I would be watching in my car to see if she did it and if she didn't I'd belt her ass for an hour the next time we met. I obviously wasn't in my car, I'm not a psychopath, nor did I call to check on her but I thought it would be good to mind fuck her. I imagine she was red in the face telling her night manager she had the poops. Ah-ha, good times.
The thing I most enjoyed was degrading and humiliating her by poking her seriously over weight body and revelled in tugging at her fat rolls below her tits and making her big jiggly ass wiggle before and while I fucked it. If it were not for her extra fat she wouldn't have any tits at all. They sagged like pancakes, flat with pink nipples that drooped on the end but and hey, tits are tits right and I liked sucking and biting them?
I had been pretty relentless with her recently, extra rough, very degrading, so I figured I would give her a little relief and allow her to enjoy some fun while I humiliated her. As we only communicated over email and only ever met at her house, it was the ideal situation for me. I asked her what kind of sweets she liked and Kyla sent me a list including: donuts, cake, pie, cupcakes and ice cream. I picked up a few of these at the grocery store on the way to meet her.
Instead of going to her weird pink bedroom which had an out dated pony / horse theme going on, I asked her to take me to her kitchen for a change. As usual, I was in a suit and I always remained fully clothed while I made her strip and chanted insults at her. As she was stripping I grabbed her flabby fat rolls and pinched her all over leaving red welts while she fought back tears calling her chubs and fat cow. I hung her bra on the lights over the kitchen table tossed her sweat pants in the sink and turned it on.
We were standing in the kitchen and I instructed her to do the hokey pokey!
"Huh?" was her only reply.
"You heard me, do the fucking hokey pokey."
She didn't move. I began adjusting my belt and she clamored to do something, I'm not sure what but she attempt the hokey pokey as she didn't want to get the belt.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I barked at her.
"Um, the hokey pokey?" Sounding unsure of herself, more like a question than a response.
"Yes tubby, you need to sing the fucking song, you know, put your left foot in, out your right foot in and turn yourself about?"
She looked at me baffled and bewildered but began to actually sing the song and do the dance. I fucking couldn't believe it, oh how I wish I'd recorded it! She was jiggling and wiggling as she followed the words to the song, "Do the Hokey Pokey." She was totally humiliated dancing naked in front of me. I laughed out loud at her but gave her a hug after she was done. I never ever kissed her but I liked to show her by hugging I was happy with her performance and gave me chance to grope at her tubbiness while we embraced, so it wasn't really an endearing hug.
I grabbed my bag of goodies and told her it was time to eat like a piggy. I looped her big girl panties around her wrists in front of her and had her sit on the ceramic floor on cross-legged or as close as she could with her chubby thighs. I pulled up the chair and sat in front of her. I rummaged around the counter and found some lips stick (assumed it was her mom's) and wrote, chubby, on her forehead and wubby, on her chest, one of my pet names for her. I traced the words, fat slut, on her arm.
I stepped out of my dress pants folding them neatly on the chair. I took one of the chocolate covered donuts and squeezed my cock though the hole, chocolate side facing out. I pushed my donut cock towards her mouth and slipped the head in. She was a decent cock sucker actually but today wasn't about head it was about humiliation. As I pushed my cock as deep as it would go in her pie hole, I mashed the donut into her face and squished it into her nose and chin. The donut began to crumble and I as face fucked her mouth. I pushed the donut off my cock onto the floor and grabbed another one. I held it flat in my palm just below her chin and told her to eat up. She leaned forward trying to bite at it. I let her try to nibble for a few moments and then mashed it in her face while holding her head down with my other hand. I let the donut fall to the floor and I grabbed her head and tuned it towards me. Her face was covered in chocolate icing from the facing mashing.
I told her how ridiculous she looked as she sat motionless and embarrassed. I grabbed the pint chocolate ice cream which was now melting. I found a wooden spoon and sat back down in the chair in front of her. I poked at her tits with the spoon, calling her tubby and asked her to show me her twat. She struggled to maneuver to expose her bald pussy to me. I dipped the spoon in the ice cream and shoved it in her face intentionally missing her mouth and rubbing it all over her lips and cheeks pretending to feed her. I kept doing this until her face was a mess of sticky melted cream.
I spanked her hairless twat a few times with the wooden spoon after I dipped it in the melted ice cream leaving a mess on her cunny and the floor as it splattered a little after each thump. I twisted her tits and mashed the spoon into them leaving a sticky mess. I reached into the bag and pulled out some sprinkles and doused her in them, pouring them over her head. By the time I was done she had rainbow colored sprinkles stuck to her tits, tummy and I gave an additional shake towards her pussy for good measure. They all stuck to the messy chocolate on her bald opening. I goaded her by whispering that her smelly pussy was now edible. Not that I was going to eat it but at least finally I could. She smiled at me and licked some chocolate off her chin. I reached into my breast pocket and fished out a couple of cloths pins. I reefed on her pancake tits and twisted each droopy nipple before I secured the pins with as much grip as I could with the sticky chocolate ice cream spread on her nips. Kyla winced in pain, her tits were always easy pickings for me to twist and slap causing her much discomfort. She didn't like when I pawed at her pancake tits, so obviously I focused on them relentlessly.
I managed to get her to her feet by way of her hair and used the wooden spoon to slap her on the thighs until she spread her legs apart. I pushed her onto the kitchen island and I got behind her, ripped open a rubber, rolling it on my hard cock. It was time to give her lazy cunt a leisurely fucking. I slapped her ass a few times and bent her over further. I aimed my cock at her chubby cheeks and pressed it forward. She was fairly tight actually, Kyla was the first big girl I'd ever fucked with and I naturally thought BBW's (or in Kyla's case a junior SBBW) would have gaping cunt holes, not the case, she was tight like a leather glove and I enjoyed the squeeze. With never a worry about her pleasure, I was free to fuck her for a long or short as I wanted and give my cock a nice massage in her pinky hole. I fucked her for a few mins with no talking, the only sounds in the kitchen were her little pants and grunts from her and some morning talk show from the TV in the living room which was noticeably loud in the back ground.
I slapped her fat ass again with the spoon and told barked at her,
"So Chubs, did you like our new adventure with sweets?"
"Um, yes I did Sir, I love your imagination, I never know what you will do with me?"
"I think I will cum on the last donut piggy or maybe in the rest of the ice cream, you can freeze it and eat it before you rub your honey pot tonight before bed?"
"Which would you like fatty?" As I pinched her rolls that her pancakes tits rested on.
"Oh the ice cream, please Sir, I want to eat it after my shift tonight!" she said with some higher inflection in her voice.
"Well I want you to taste yourself before I cum in it."
She was dipping her tongue towards her chocolate covered chin as I was going to pull the condom off when suddenly the sound from the TV went silent.
We both looked towards the living room and there holding the remote was a man, who I assumed to be her father? There were many of those cheesy family portraits around the house, you know the kind from a department store, everyone is in their Sunday best cloths or terrible sweaters? It was the same guy, only older looking than the photos.
We all stood in silence, the only sound was the refrigerator. It was awkward as hell. I had never been caught with my pants down before, quite literally. Normally when I dominated a married women or a sub with a boyfriend I did it at a hotel or my place. I hadn't fucked a chick in her parents' house since, well, since I was in school?
The funny thing was, no one moved, no one spoke, nothing. I sized up the situation on the spot. He didn't come charging at me like you might expect a father to do seeing his baby girl getting fucked in his kitchen. He didn't do anything. He just stood there. He was in early 50's, in plain white dress shirt with no sleeves and plain black skinny tie. He looked like an accountant and a very meek one at that. A small man considering the size of her.
Finally Kyla spoke. "Daddy it's not what it looks like, this is my." I cut her off abruptly.
