I become someone else around him. I can't tell if it's the real true me or someone new entirely. And I can't understand it. I really can't. He just drives me crazy. He owns me and he doesn't even need to try. All I want to do is serve him, indulge him, and make him groan and drool in pleasure. When I’m soaking in the heat of his huge body, it's all I want. It feels like all I need.
He's already panting and sweating from the mere effort of stripping down and climbing onto my boyfriend's bed. He plants his fat sweaty ass on my boyfriend's pillow and smirks wickedly as he grinds his obese body back and forth, his fat veiny cock throbbing expectantly, beckoning me to take my place between his trunklike thighs. And my body drags me forward across the increasingly damp sheets that my sweet stupid clueless boyfriend will sleep in tonight, my own dick adding to the secret sinful stains as it leaks like crazy. Then he starts talking dirty, and it's so hot it almost hurts my body to hear.
He wonders aloud. What if my boyfriend caught us? What if he came home right now, opened his door, and found me with my muzzle buried in this obese pig's sloppy junk, caressing his jiggly body in adoration, grinding the bedsheets in agonising lust?
My dick spurts. I pant and mumble a wordless answer. His grin widens. He knows I love it. Even though I love my boyfriend. Even though I would never want to hurt him. The thought of it just… I think I…
Fuck, I can't think in these moments. That's the problem. When his cock fills my mouth and his stink fills my lungs and his gut fills my vision…
It would be so fucking hot if he caught us. If he caught me with a guy like this.
Because that's what turns me on the most. He's not a huge hung horse. Or a handsome toned labrador. Or a broad muscled bull. He's a messy, hairy, sweaty, pale, jiggly, unfit, obese pig. How humiliating would that be? How crushing, how heartbreaking would it be, to find out that I'm giving myself to this pig? Choosing a guy like this over him, who most people would avert their eyes from in disgust?
He moans about how hot it would be, and I moan too. I imagine what it would look like. My dick spraying across my boyfriend's sheets while the pig roars in arrogant pleasure above me, flooding my mouth or my ass for entire minutes, his humongous body twitching and trembling and running wet with hot sweat, squeezing his fat tits with pudgy hands, laughing and grinning as his eyes roll back in his sockets and drool drips from his tongue in front of my boyfriend. We would cum so hard. So fucking hard. Ugh…
I don't really want it to happen.
That’s what I think, at least.
But when I’m with him, it's so hard to think at all…"
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