First, we had a lovely dinner and dessert at this boutique hotel in Denver I'd set up for us. Then we went upstairs, holding hands.

Obviously we were going to spend the night, so there was plenty of time. But it was time to take the relationship to the place both of us wanted to go.

I pulled off K's clothes on the bed. There wasn't any question as to whether or not we would have sex. This had been coming for months, long distance. Calls, texts, postcards with cartoons, letters. We really liked each other. She was 27 and had never ever had a boyfriend. Why? That's still a mystery to me, aside from her great weight. She wasn't nuts or anything. One way or the other, it just hadn't happened yet. So - I was gentle. Making sure she was ok with what i was doing. She was.

So now, she's naked. There is this absolutely giant bare belly in front of me now. It's a mountain of fat. She's fat everywhere else, of course, but her belly is like a trucker's, this blob of hanging excess - all accomplished on purpose, over the last 6 years. "I did it with chocolate and cheese and boxes of cereal!" she said.

I proceeded. I thought the first thing that should happen was I should lick her until she had an orgasm, then possibly intercourse. So I ate this fat woman's pussy. It was warm and wet and tasty and she made delicious sounds.

I love eating pussy, have since I was underage, and women love it too. They tell their friends. "He goes down on me!" I had read "The Joy Of Sex" and the Kama Sutra. I wanted to know how to do it right.

But eating K's pussy was also a way to sort of warm up to the enormity of her body. I kept thinking "She is so fuckin' FAT!"" Her breasts were heavy and pendulous, and connected with deep rolls and folds of back fat. Her thighs were 33 inches each - bigger than my waist. Her pussy was fat and puffy and devoid of any firmness. But her entire body was dominated by this balloon-belly hanging off her front. So many calories.

While I ate her, I kneaded her fat belly and turned myself on.

It took her about 10 minutes to cum. She shuddered and moaned, then relaxed, and I came up and held her a bit. Her hair was wet on her forehead and her cheeks were pink. There's only one way to make a woman look like that, and that's to give her a rockin' orgasm, and i was glad to do it.

But it definitely took a little bit to get used to how fucking HUGE she was, all swollen with excess blubber. I loved knowing she ate her way to 340 pounds. She had been 145 pounds in freshman year of college. I looked at her swollen belly and imagined it small, but growing, growing, growing, until it was this fat blob.

We had delicious sex, we agreed later. Primal. Passionate. Giggly. Hot. Every time I thrust into her, her entire body made waves, like the ocean. i got drunk on K's size 30 body.