It was a good night for him. He had finally received a chance to fulfill one of his fantasies; being fisted by a BBW, big beautiful woman. The woman weighed about 300lbs according to the man’s bathroom scale. He insisted on weighing her and measuring her arms with this flimsy tape measurer used to determine the size of someone’s waistline in a tailor’s shop. He flabby arms right around her armpits measured at about 7 inches, maybe more.
To get himself in the mood, he lies there on his back nude on a queen size bed with a purple quilt and matching pillows and watches his playmate jiggle her fat, voluptuous, naked body around in place like a plate of Jell-o while he softly giggled.
Cecil said to her in erotic voice, “It was so nice of you to come on such short notice.” Cecil was a slim, bald fellow with oval shaped eyes and pupils as brown as pools of mud. He had a small scar on his chin, which faded over time. He had ruddy skin.
She stops just seconds after his voiced waned, and with a confused look upon her face, she asks the man in an unsure and almost hushed tone, “Are you sure you want this?”
“Of course I’m sure. I wouldn’t have invited you if I wasn’t, Meredith.” He then turns over on his knees with his buttocks and tightly puckered anus facing her body with excitement. He smacks his left ass cheek, caressing it like a junkie high on estacy and asks her to commence. She picks up the lube on the nightstand to the right of the bed, which was labeled “ID glide”. She squirts a couple of drops onto her index and middle finger and slowly smears it around his hole. She then squeezes almost a fourth of the bottle over her hand, wrist, and lower arm.
She pokes her index finger in and out of his asshole repeatedly to warm him up; and then adds in her middle finger. With each finger she added in, she works them back and forth several times and finally gets all her fingers and her thumb in halfway to her wrist. The man moans softly with pleasure. Thankfully no one was around to hear him as he willingly accepts the podgy hand of his internet friend. With ease, she slips in past the wrist without him even feeling it and continued thrusting back and forth like her arm was a huge cock sliding in and out of a girl’s ass.
“Oh yeeeeeah…” he moaned. “Deeper. Deeper.” He requested.
Meredith was still unsure as if this was what he wanted, so she asked him again. His answer remained the same as the first time she inquired, so by his wish, she applies more lube as the first bit she smeared on had dried up. The man’s ass felt tighter and tighter with every inch of Meredith’s arm plowing straight through it. “You want it baby, you got it.”
Cecil ignored the painful stretching of his asshole even after Meredith stopped once again with uncertainty. She saw his anal ring getting redder and redder like the skin of a red delicious apple.
“Don’t stop,” Cecil begged. “I want more.”
And so she gave him more. She was only inches away from her elbow this time. Cecil’s ass was now stretched 5 inches and was still stretching. Meredith got past her elbow. There was a faint sound almost like the ripping of fabric. Cecil grunted in 5 second intervals and humped back and forth on his playmate’s flabby arms. “My rectum’s splitting and I don’t care…” he said in a sultry voice. “How far are you in there?”
“I’m almost to my armpit. Are you sure you want to keep going? The area around your tailbone is getting stretch marks.”
Cecil was sweating as well. He wiped his forehead with his right and answered in an out-of-breath voice, “I’ve never been so sure in my entire life.” He was literally panting with his tongue out life a thirsty dog on a hot day after saying that. He gritted his teeth like someone who is shivering as soon as Meredith pushes in deeper as per his request. The sound of tearing fabric started up again. His asshole couldn’t take the pressure. It was going to blow any minute; and to make matters worse, he felt a bubbling sensation in his stomach. It was building up and up. At first he had no idea what it could be, but then when it traveled lower and lower, it soon dawned on him, “I gotta fart.”
“Should I pull out now?”
“No not yet. Maybe it’ll subside. Keep going.”
Several more inches to go before his anal sphincter reached her shoulder and the pressure from the excess gas began to rise. He was feeling pain on two fronts now, but Meredith finally reached the point where she was shoulder deep in his crack. “Mission accomplished.” His asshole was a thinly stretched red ring around her podgy arm. He was literally shaking like an earthquake was happening inside his body. His legs just now started wobbling, which was a mystery to both him and her. “You seem to be in a lot of pain right now.”
“Yeah, no shit. But it’s a good kind of pain.”
“You finally carried out your weird fantasy, but at what cost? I doubt you’ll be able to close your asshole shut again…”
Cecil agreed.
“Well, if that’s all, I think I’ll be taking my arm out now.” She jerked back slowly and her arm wouldn’t budge. She pulled harder and harder and received zero results; Cecil wasn’t worried, which made Meredith question what was wrong with him. He has a 300lb fat woman shoulder deep inside of him and he wasn’t showing any concern. All he could care about was that the gas building up in his large intestine had backtracked to his esophagus and, in a loud burp, found its way out. As for the fact that his asshole was completely plugged and fighting to keep Meredith’s arm in there, he still didn’t care.
Meredith pulled back again and still her arm was wedged in tight.
“Maybe you should try using your other hand to pry it lose?” Cecil said calmly.
“Are you crazy? If I put my other hand in, you’ll surely split in two.”
“Just do it before my ecstacy tablets wear off and I start to feel everything.”
“Ecstasy, huh? So that’s why you’re so calm.” She inserts two fingers from her other hand, then three, then four, and soon her thumb. She slides all the way around her shoulder like she were loosening a cake from a pan. Meanwhile, Cecil’s drugs were wearing off and he was wincing at the pain. He was coming down off his high and his moans of pleasure turned into painful yelps. His legs start back up shaking, he was once again humping back and forth.
“Hold still, will ya?”
“It’s starting to hurt.”
“Well, you should’ve thought of that before we started all this.” Soon, Cecil’s ass was loosening its grip on her arm. She slid it back inch by inch until it was finally down at the wrist again and Cecil gave a sigh of relief. His asshole was a seven or eight inch wide tube open at both ends, but he couldn’t care less as he ran his finger around the tender edges and winced.
“Well, that was fun…”
Meredith wasn’t sure if he was kidding or if he was serious, but she was getting ready to clean herself up and head home.
