We both knew that our unstatedgoal was to make me fatter and fatter; to see how far we could take it.Adam was pleased that we'd reached this landmark ...eight. He loved the newfatter me. He openly told me now that he hadn't found me that attractivephysically when he met, though he'd quickly fallen in love with mypersonality. It was like there was a beautiful chubby woman inside me,waiting to be let free, he told me. He often told me how pretty I was; howmuch more desirable.And he was as attentive. Tab me uski jip me hath dal kar panty par hath rakha n cooth k baal ko touch kiya n choot k ched me hath gusaya. Wo boli rhoit ab tum hi chalao bike aur bike chalata hua central par jo jaipiur k coupls ka fvt park h me leja kar kiss kiyaa n boobs dabaye. Ghar pahuch ye bat mene bhahi k batayi to boli ek hi din me hathmar liya …me sharma gaya. Ab hume chodne k liye jgah chiye thi to me sunday bhahi ko bola bhiya ke sath kahi bahar chalwe jaye wo raji ho gayi. Jab wo bhar chale gaye to me unke. Leaning my head against the window I began to reflect on the events that had brought me on this bus trip in early January. Eight weeks ago I looked at the blinking light of my telephone answering machine wondering who would be leaving me a message since I didn’t have much of a social life for past year while finishing my Ph.D. dissertation. Pushing play I was pleasantly surprised to hear a familiar voice. ‘Hello, Eric. This is Mandy . . . Mandy Sanders. Mom and I will be in town tomorrow. Her name was Maggie and she said she has always wanted to be with a young black man. I tried to explain that I was only in high school and had been with just one girl a couple of times and had no experience. Then I told her I was afraid that her husband was back at camp and would come looking for her and kill me. Maggie told me that they had an open marriage and her husband knew she followed me out here to fuck me, she said the whole camp knew. Then she knelt down and took my cock into her.