Chapter 14
Her period had been over one day when there came that expected knock at the door of her compartment. She was itching to be fucked, aching to have a cock fill her in any of three places. She was therefore surprised when she found herself facing Dolly, the fat lady.
"Hi," Dolly greeted in her high-pitched voice.
"Hi," she smiled back. "What are you doing here?"
"Same thing as the men," Dolly told her, "but not here."
"What?" Mona asked, as Dolly grabbed her hand and pulled her through the railroad car to the next car, where she had her own private room, a compartment three times longer and wider then the normal compartment. It had to be, because it had a huge bed in it.
Dolly didn't give Mona a chance to understand anything. Rather, she said, "If the men can have a good time with you, there's no reason why you and I can't have a good time together." Then she was hastily undressing Mona, pulling off the tattered remnants of her skirt and blouse. Dolly's pudgy fingers hurriedly slid Mona's undies off, as well, and Mona, startled more than afraid by all this, leaped onto the bed and slid beneath the sheets, covering her nakedness.
Dolly giggled, and Mona heard herself actually whimper as the fat lady sat on the edge of the bed, laying her hand on the sheet covering Mona's rib cage, tugging on the sheet until Mona's breasts suddenly popped out. Then Dolly's hand moved upward and touched the softness of the lovely girl's naked breast.
"Stop this, Dolly," Mona gasped, finally catching her breath. "You know something like this isn't right. Look, you help me get away from here, and I'll make you rich so you never have to work for the rest of your life. You get me home, and I'll feed you everything.. . the tastiest foods, the best young men.. .everything."
"I want more," Dolly told her. "I want everything . . . but I know I can't have everything. The circus is where I belong, and here is where I'll stay. But there is one thing I can have, and I'm going to have it, right now. I want you, Mona Kase. I want you to suck my cunt the way you sucked on Elmo's cock. Oh yes, I know all about that. Elmo tells me everything. He's one of my lovers. But Elmo and the others aren't enough. I want you."
"My God!" Mona gasped, looking at the great rolls of fat shaking under the white dress of the heavy lady. Yet the phrase was more of a giving vent to her own mounting passions rather than an expression of shock at what the fat lady was saying.
Except for that first day in the compartment, she had never known the intimate touch of another female, and now, as Dolly touched her, she remembered, feeling the warmth it generated in the depths of her own naked body. She sensed the uncontrollable hot seepage she was already beginning to secrete, the oil oozing from between her flushed pussylips, moistening her soft, inner thighs, thighs she had once again been forced to shave earlier that morning. She also felt warming sensations at the base of her belly brought on by the lovely fat woman's knowing hand, for Dolly, fat as she was, had a cherubic face of great beauty.
"This isn't right," Mona insisted. "Dolly, I don't like this. It's not my thing.. . I don't swing that way. . . . "
"Nothing was your thing when you first came here," Dolly reminded her. "Thanks to us, you fuck, you suck, you take cocks in all three holes, and you love it. You loved it when I licked your cunt.. . don't deny it. You love sucking cock, and what's more, by the time we're finished, you're going to learn to love eating pussy, just as I do."
Mona stared in disbelief at the human zeppelin seated on the edge of the wide, reinforced bed. She was completely incapable of understanding the sensations of arousal charging through her, feeling more at a loss for words now than ever before. Not only that, but her head was rolling back and forth on the pillow beneath.
"Relax, honey," Dolly giggled. "You're going to love it all, every last little bit of it."
The fat lady stood, and with practiced ease pulled off the white dress she was wearing. Then she stepped out of the huge bloomers she had on while unhooking the gigantic brassiere she wore. Each cup was large enough to hold a witch's cauldron, and when she took everything off, Mona lay there, completely stunned, unable to believe what she was seeing. There was
Dolly looking more like the Michelin Man than anything she had ever seen. The woman was one layer and roll of fat on top of another. The massive breasts that dangled almost down to her waist were like twin planets, so immense as to defy description. Each was tipped with a pink nipple as thick as the head of a man's penis, and each nipple was surrounded by a circle of pink that measured six inches in diameter. Between her thighs was a bush of light-brown hair, attesting to her being a bleached blonde. Yet she smelled of baby powder and delicate cologne scents.
Dolly lifted the sheet and allowed herself to stare at Mona's perfect nakedness. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and slid a great hippo hamhock of a thigh under the sheet, drawing Mona to her, and clasping her body tightly against that of the younger girl.
Mona gasped at the initial contact, feeling as if she was being swallowed alive by the Blob, a creature in a science-fiction movie that absorbed people into itself. She shuddered as she felt the huge, meaty hands caressing her helpless body, and without thinking, lecherously let herself be drawn against the sweating fat woman, pressing her tremulous curves against those of the bloated lady. She strained Her head forward, pushing herself against the gigantic mounds of Dolly's breasts, feeling herself trapped and enfolded by them as Dolly leaned forward and kissed her. Their lips met like those of lovers, timidly in the beginning, each feeling the quivering, warm imprint of the other, and then the kisses grew more fervent.
"Unh . . . yesssssss . . . that'ssssss . . . iiiitttttt.. . the fat lady hissed, breathing heavily into the face of the more slender girl, letting the scent of mouthwash flow over Mona.
Mona found herself totally swept up by all this erotic salacity as she forced her pink tongue to reach into the mouth of the fat woman lying beneath her. At the same time, one of her hands tried covering the mountainous left breast of the other woman, and Mona was astonished to discover she liked touching another woman's breast. She started pinching and teasing the bloated penis-like nipple, and it swelled into a marshmallow of rubber. Her other hand managed to reach down around the flank of Dolly's body, and she filled her hand with some of the woman's buttock, squeezing it.
Dolly moaned behind closed eyes. She hadn't expected acceptance this quickly. This was an unexpected delight. She sensed Mona's long and slender fingers flitting up her rib cage, once again reaching for, finally catching a nipple, rolling and taunting it in a tenderly delightful caress that only a woman was capable of understanding.
The fat lady felt her entire infused self quiver at the lascivity of this forbidden kind of lovemaking. Her brain reeled with mounting desire, and she knew, if she had wanted to do something straight instead of kinky, she would never have been able to change her mind. She was unable to resist the lecherous advances she had unleashed in the younger female.
Mona's enthusiastic fingers crept over the mountainous rolls of the fat lady like little centipedes as Mona slid off the fat woman while Dolly remained lying on her back. Her mountainous breasts rose and fell with every panting gasp, and Dolly opened her eyes to see the sexy young woman's tantalizing mouth engulfing her nipple as if it were a penile glans. Her lips pressed themselves against the rich pinkness of the areola as her tongue swirled around the nipple repeatedly, sucking on it as if it were indeed a cockhead. Her flicking tongue sent searing messages of lust through Dolly's shuddering body, thrills radiating outward along the nerve-endings of her naked flesh to her sensitive brain.
Panting heavily, Mona sucked and tongued the thick knob of flesh and then allowed her tongue to wash its way over the entire mound. She washed down one breast, then the other, and felt thrilled at the taste of so much breast-flesh. At the same time she raised her hot, tremulous thigh again and once more slid on top of the fat woman, allowing her all-but-naked cunt to rub against the crisp pubic hairs between Dolly's thighs, lying between the Herculean pillars, pressing against the arched slash with her own vaginal cut. She lay on the domed mound of flesh that was Dolly's belly, her own slender body arching to fit against it as Dolly raised her head, and once more their mouths met. Dolly's tongue slithered into her mouth, and she responded by kissing Dolly in a like manner. The fat woman was whimpering, humping up and down on the braced bed, aching to feel more.
Christ! Mona was barely able to believe the intense flames being generated through her body by her coming into contact with another female; especially this particular female who was so gross. If Dolly had been a fat man, Mona would have had nothing whatsoever to do with him in any way, shape or manner. But Dolly was a woman, and a delightful, delectable woman at that. She wished at this moment that she had a penis in order to take total possession of this lovely fat lady. Her churning belly and heatedly flushed loins seethed with mounting desire. Suddenly she felt the fat woman's damp tongue worm all the more heatedly into her mouth and she hungrily sucked on it while the older woman's bloated hands trailed over her sensuously fired body, teasing her with fascinating little touches. The fingers brushed like thick feathers over her own quivering breasts, her sides, and the tingling hollows of her back. Their bodies were once again locked together, Mona on top of Dolly as the fat woman's caressing hands reached between the ovoids of Mona's buttocks. Mona's breath quickened when she felt the mounds of her ass yield to the fat woman's touch, the cheeks pressed apart and a finger intoxicatingly stroking at the tiny pucker of her anus, making her think of the day she had been ass-fucked.
"I'm going to try and do it," she said to Dolly, and both women knew what Mona meant without the younger girl having to elaborate.
She teasingly slid a finger downward into the smooth, moist feminine cleft between the gigantic buttocks and she began caressing the pursed mouth that was Dolly's anus, noting that it was one of the few parts of the fat lady's body that didn't enlarge along with the rest of her.
"Ummmmm . . . that feels good," Dolly encouraged. "You're driving me wild. I never knew anything in the world felt this good.
"Will you do it to me after I've done it to you?" Mona asked.
"Of course," Dolly assured her, and Mona began sliding down the passion-infused mountain that was Dolly's belly, her face headed for that most secret of all places.
Dolly grabbed the whole bunch of pillows on her bed and stacked them one under the other in order to raise her head so she would be able to watch what was happening as Mona nestled her face in the hot hollow between the fat woman's receptively spread thighs. Wild, tingling erotic thrills rippled through her jelly belly as she felt the burning, ardent kisses running along the hot flesh of her inner thighs, first the left, then the right. Tantalizing puffs of breath brushed at her smooth, sensitive rolls of skin, and then came that magic; that wet contact of the dark-haired girl's tantalizing tongue hotly probing into a pink gully that had been invaded by countless cocks and other tongues. It moved in experimentally, simply licking in long, grazing strokes that little by little became more and more bold.
Mona didn't know why, but she was getting the biggest kick in the world out of all this. She was discovering the pleasure of giving as well as receiving, learning how much fun it was to do as it was to be done to. Her tongue moved between the thick folds of outer labia to the pink ribbon of delicious and delightful inner cuntlips, licking in a long, grazing stroke that became more and more bold. The tongue moved from the bottom of the curlicued pink ribbon of wet flesh right to the top, touching the little clitoral button, sliding over the hot vaginal hole without entering it. As a result she caused the gasping fat lady to jerk and twitch as she dug her heels into the mattress and lifted her bulk in order to give Mona easier access to her cunt as oil continued dripping from the ragged edges of the pink lips.
Dolly already sensed the tiny, hardened bud of her pink, pearl-shaped clitoris peeking out from its hooded little frenum the moment she felt the first spasmodic stab of the erotic tongue of the loving girl. Sensation poured madly through her shuddering, ponderous form as the lapping, lovingly wet tongue knowingly grazed against it, making it vibrate like a tuning fork. Mona knew all about her own clitoris, and therefore knew full well what touching Dolly's would do for the overweight lady. Dolly gasped with a hissing sound, lolling her head from side to side on the mound of pillows, while Mona, her lecherous drive all but consuming her, eased her tongue forward inside the raw, clinging, oyster-like flesh, drawing upward from the depths of the wet little vaginal mouth.. . up, up, up toward the tantalizing, palpitating bud of her tiny, quivering nerve plexus.
The overweight woman's thick throat folds began wobbling, as her adam's apple, under layers of fat, worked and strained. Dolly held her breath, then sharply exhaled because of the suddenly delicious and thrilling contact she was feeling. Then there came new and different delights, delights that were unbelievable.
Mona, whose seething cunt was alive with burning flame as fiery lashes of tantalizing lust increased her own inner lecherous desire, breathed deeply the cuntal essences oozing from the interior of the mountainous Dolly. like almost all fat women, Dolly, aware of her tendency to perspire heavily, kept herself excessively clean, internally as well as externally. As a result, only the purest sexual essences flowed from within her and filled the distended nostrils of the shuddering Mona. Her hungry, hot lips pressed closer and closer to the oozing split. Using her mouth, she parted the ravenously anxious cuntlips of the fat woman, reaching upward with both hands at the same time, over the high dome of her belly so she was able to grab the heaving mounds of her breasts.
Mona felt carnivorous in the new and passionate delight she was feeling, her mouth wide open, hot air being expelled, her seething tongue lashing and exploring the depths of the wet cunt before it-the first cunt she had ever probed, but definitely not the last.
She tongue-lashed the quivering little clitoris-once again one of the few things on the fat lady's body that hadn't enlarged with the rest of her, and then her tongue probed everywhere inside the seashell-pink center of the vagina, sodden with the flow of its own lubricating juices mingling with her own saliva. like a lizard, Mona's insanely poking tongue raced up and down in the clutching channel of the burning center, thrusting, straining, swirling, stroking, but always inevitably returned to the palpitating bud of the lady's clitoris.
Mona was gasping, sucking air in hot, tiny surges, never once breaking the lecherous contact her tongue had with the simmering center of Dolly's womanly interior. Even her nose was deeply immersed in what had become a pool of delegability, and she felt the steam rising from the searing depths of Dolly's cunt.
"Ohhhhh . . . it's . . . uhhhh . . . so beautiful. . . . " Dolly was crying, jamming Mona's face deeper and deeper into her seething pussy. She was totally overwhelmed with sensation, as unbelievable feelings raced through her, and she begged, "Don't stop . . . don't stop . . . don't ever stop. . . . "
Mona had the clitoris between her nibbling lips, pulling on it, washing it with the flat of her tongue, sending almost violent spasms of erotic pleasure swirling through her mountainous, jellied body. It was insane, maddening, unbelievable. Then Mona's long, slender tongue was smoothly sliding in and out of her seething love hole once again, wetly rotating at the clasping, nibbling mouth each time it slipped deeply inside.
In her frantic, twining, and wriggling beneath the maddening onslaught of Mona's mouth, Dolly had slowly but surely moved her ponderous bulk across the bed, and unable to restrain herself any longer, the fat lady whimpered, "Oh, God! Turn around . . . turn around . . . sixty-nine . . . I want to do it to you, too. . . . "
Mona didn't hesitate for even a heartbeat. Neither did her sucking mouth lose contact for even a moment with the tight sump of the older woman's seething vagina as she continually quickened her pace, manipulating her curvaceous nakedness on top of the Everest of flesh that was Dolly. She was unable to press her knees into the mattress on either side of Dolly because of the woman's ponderousness. Rather she simply lay there, her legs stretched wide, her body curving to conform with the rounded shape of the fat lady, her white buttocks shining with her own slick liquids standing up in the air, as she strained to push her cunt toward Dolly's face. Warm air from Dolly's mouth told her she was close, and heavy hands tugged her gentle thighs even wider apart, straining her tendons. Now the split was hovering directly over the fat lady's face.
The intoxicating sight of Mona's sparse, brown-haired genitals wetly hovering directly over her own anxious mouth had a momentary hypnotic effect on Dolly's lust-glazed mind. She stared hungrily at the tender interior of rich pinkness, looking much like the inside of a rare steak-no, more like a medium-rare steak, pink, hot, and definitely inviting.
Dolly licked out then, the enticing coral crevice with its delicate frame of brown hairs like a magnet to her as she drew her trembling tongue through the heated velvetiness of it. Her heavy hands reached up and gripped the tightly yielding ovals of Mona's ass, pulling her down closer, running her tongue through the center of her cunt again and again, tasting the flare from the searing liquid flesh. Eagerly, she began examining and exploring the other's tiny, erect clitoris-oddly a bit larger than her own-and Dolly stared into the burning wetness of the vaginal core, her eyes also seeing the tiny little opening that was the urethra, planted as it was between the clitoris and the vaginal cave. Staring made her own insane passion continue to mount. Her ponderous belly shook, and Mona thought she was feeling an earthquake.
Abruptly, she felt her huge, columnar stone pillars of legs being raised higher and tugged back even farther, pressed on by Mona's slender hands as Mona let her fingers wander down to the surfaces of her buttocks, two huge spheres that would have put the sun and the moon to shame. Then her maddening tongue trailed down from the center of Dolly's carnal feminine pit, across her perineum, reaching for, and finally finding the star of her asshole. She licked without thinking, and Dolly's body heaved up and down, making the fat lady aware of what was happening. Dolly responded in turn by reaching up with her own tongue, touching the anal pucker leading into Mona's rectum, and Mona felt as if a million shooting stars had gone off inside her.
Then the two tongues returned to the clitorises, and that seemed to be all that was needed to set both women off. Dolly clamped her fat thighs tightly around Mona's face, and fortunately for Mona, she had taken a deep breath of air at the last moment, because the thighs pressed around her countenance cut off her air supply, and she was unable to breathe. At the same time, Mona's tongue, pressing against the button of Dolly's clitoris, made Dolly shriek, "AAAAA YYY-YYY AAAA IIIIII YYYYYY EEEE AAAAA GGGGG HHHHHH UUUUUUU NNN GGGGG HHHHHH
AAAA GGGGGG HHHH AAAAA NNNNNN GGG-GGG HHHH UUUUUUUU WWWWW AAAAA NNNNNN GGGGGG HHHHH AAAAAA GGGG HHHHHHH!"
At the same moment, Mona felt her own orgasm take hold, and her own thighs, though unable to clamp Dolly's face between them, began tightening, and hot, flooding cunt-juice came shooting out of her, splashing into Dolly's face, washing it again and again, making her gurgle for she had not expected such a powerful reaction. She had never before known a woman so overpoweringly strong that she actually fired lubricant at the moment of her orgasm.
"If anyone had ever told me Td enjoy something like this, I would have thought them totally insane," Mona gasped.
"There's a whole world of things waiting to be learned," Dolly told her. "You'll have a better chance to learn them than I. This show is fertile ground for learning anything."
"Well, if you're going to stay with the show, you'll learn a lot, yet," Mona smiled.
"No," Dolly replied. "Not true. I'm twenty-eight years old, and the way I'm eating, I'll be lucky to reach twenty-nine. You, on the other hand, are slender, strong, and lovely in spite of your being spoiled. Don't try running away, Mona. The worst can happen. You might succeed, and go back to your old way of life."