Three days have passed since me and Victoria became a couple. Due to me throwing that bottle at Molly during the seminar, I got 2 hours worth of detention. I kinda deserve it, since I caused harm to another student, but she was being an asshole, all three of them were. When I told Victoria about the detention and the incident that caused it, she was quite shocked. But then she planted a quick peck on my cheek and thanked me, but that I didn’t have to defend her honor or anything like that, and she said that she was used to it. This made me mad. Victoria shouldn’t take that kind of bullying, but I didn’t say anything to her about it.

After leaving the lecture hall where our lewd act had taken place, we headed to the next seminar. We sat next to each other, with me having the responsibility of covering her large belly. After the lesson was over, and after a few close encounters, we both decided that it would be best for Victoria to head home and digest all that food. We exchanged phone numbers and Victoria went home. Since then, rumors had spread about us being a couple, and how I was some ‘White Knight’ for her, but that didn’t bother me.

I haven’t seen Victoria in college since then, hanging out with Max during the days, but talking with Victoria every night over the phone. During the third night while we talked, we did our usual routine. I filled her in on what she’s been missing while away, and she informs me on how her digestion is going.

“I’ve digested most of the food by now,” Victoria said. “Only a little bit remains now, but it should be gone in the morning. Here listen.” Victoria puts her phone to her stomach, and I hear gurgling coming from the phone. I also hear a light smack, probably from Victoria slapping her belly gently.

“Hey, can we facetime?” I asked as I sat myself up in my bed.

“Uhhmm, I dunno. Why?” I heard her say with a shy voice.

“Well I’ve missed my girlfriend and her cute face.” It became quiet, until I heard how the phone picked up Victoria’s faint giggling.

“Alright, let’s do it,” she said as a request to facetime popped up on my screen.

As I pressed it, I was greeted with a close up of her face. It was apparent that she was laying down, with a double chin having formed, and the angle was from a lower position.

“Hi,” I said with a warm smile as I stared at her.

“H-hi, John,” she responded before she briefly covered her smile with her hand. We stared at each other for a moment, with me longingly staring into her big hazel eyes, before I said:

“What are you wearing? I see the head of some cat on your shirt.” I see her blush before she removes her hand.

“OMG, you p-p-perv. *she clears her throat* For your information it’s a very comfortable shirt with two cats on it, one orange and one gray.”

“Can you show me?” I asked as I moved my phone closer to my face. “I can show you what I’m wearing,” I flirtatiously said, and I could see her contemplating the proposal for a moment, before nodding.

“But you have to s-show off first” she stammered. Quickly I put my phone up against the wall, pointing it towards the center of the room. Then I made my way into frame, giving a spin and striking one of the dumbest model poses I could think of. Today I wore a black T-Shirt with print on it and the same pair of gray shorts I had worn when we became a couple. I heard Victoria laugh, walking towards the phone so she could hear me better.

“A sexy fit right?” I joked as I took the phone in my hand and laid back down.

“Mmmmhmmm, very sexy,” she giggled.

“Okay, your turn.” I heard a sigh coming from her.

“Fine,” she softly said, as she got up and positioned the camera so it gave a good view of her room. Looking around the room, I could see the corner of a desk, a poster of LotR: the Two Towers plastered upon the wall, a window with white curtains drawn shut and a pile of books on the floor.

“Nice room you’ve got, seems pretty big,” I said.

“Y-yeah, I g-guess it is.” Victoria now walked into frame. Her brow hair now tied in a messy bun, her shy smile spreading, causing her fuller cheeks to push further out. The white cat T-Shirt hung down to her hips and covered most details on her upper body, except for a bit of stomach, with the outline of it slightly visible. However she wore no pants. Her large creamy white thighs were on full display, her knees pointing at each other as she stood there awkwardly.

“Wow you look cute,” I said. “You should wear this all the time while we’re alone together.” She put her hands over her face to cover her blushing, and started walking towards the phone. “Wait!” I said as she stopped in her tracks. “Could you show me your gorgeous belly, please?” I asked as I grabbed my cock as it grew harder. Victoria backed up and started to pull up her shirt, exposing her tummy. As she pulled it higher up, her white jiggling belly fell out from having caught the edge of her shirt. She stopped just below her tits and stood there. She was wearing a pair of white panties that slightly dug into her wide hips. “Damn that’s hot,” I whispered, and she dropped her shirt, as she probably had heard me.

Grabbing her phone, Victoria sat down on her bed, extremely red in her face. We sat in silence for a few minutes, until I broke the silence:

“Soooo, does your family know you’ve got the virus?” and I could see how she averted her eyes.

“N-n-n-no, not yet. I have been a-avoiding my family, telling them I felt under the weather. They’ve left me alone f-for the m-most part, with my older sister checking up on me once yesterday. It also happens that b-both mom and dad have been occupied with work, so they haven’t been home t-that much.”

“I think that you should tell them, because they are gonna find out sooner or later,” I said.

“I-I know, it’s just embarrassing for me. That their fat daughter has caught the eating virus…”

“Woah, you’re not fat, you’re perfectly chubby, and who cares if you have the virus. You’re extremely hot, a serious 12/10, a goddess in human form.” I could see her face flash even redder, her eyes watering and she looks into my eyes.

“T-t-thank you. Thanks for *moan* s-saying all those nice things to me.” I could see her arm gently moving back and forth, was she masturbating?

“Damn you’re sexy,” I softly said, as I knew the effect it had on her. Her panting got faster and moans escaped her lips. Hearing this, I grabbed my cock in my right hand while holding the phone in my left, looking at Victoria’s flushed face as I started stroking it slowly. “Victoria, you’re incredibly talented. I’ve seen some of your grades on our papers and they are all top notch, you’re so smart.” Wet sounds could be heard, with something quickly and repeatedly going in and out her wet pussy.

“P-praise me more please!” Victoria moaned, wiping away the tears with the back of her hand, before returning it down to her clit, rubbing it faster to make up for lost time.

“I will, but only if you are a good girl and put it up so I can watch when you rub your sexy pussy.”

“Yes! Yes! I’ll do it! I’ll be your good girl,” she moaned as she quickly put her phone up further out on her bed, pointing it towards her pillows. Then lunging back into place, she started fingering her pussy again.

The view was stunning. From a downward pointed angle, I could see how Victoria laid on her back with her legs bent and spread out as her knees pointed upwards. Sweat stains had started to accumulate under her perky tits, with her flushed needy face staring over her small mounds directly at the phone. Her white panties had already been thrown to the side, with her clean shaven pussy in full view, two of her fingers furiously going in and out of it, beating her clit in quick succession.

A wet spot had begun forming under her on the sheets, her juices flowing out her pussy, slowly sliding down her large butt as it nestled into her crack, before finally adding to the wet mess on her bed. My hand had accelerated its stroking, and I didn’t want to stop the pleasure I felt.

“Your pussy is so cute, you know that. All that wetness makes my mouth water, I want to lick it, *moan* I want to run my tongue up and down your lips, and suck that *pant* beautiful clit of yours. You’ve made me so horny Victoria.” As her name gets mentioned, I see her moaning uncontrollably, taking her free hand, which had previously massaged her nipples, and moved it to cover her mouth, muffling her loud moans.

I wanted her so bad, so I reached under my pillow and pulled out her gray shirt that she’d given to me in the lecture hall after our lewd encounter. Raising it up to my nose, I breathed in deeply, smelling her sweet scent that still lingered in the shirt.

“Your smell is intoxicating Victoria *deep sniff* I want you and your sexy body.” Her muffled moans grew louder and I could see how she was violently shaking her hips up and down, arching her back in the process. I could tell she was close to climaxing so I quickened my stroking as well, feeling how I was close to cumming.

“You’re so hot, cum for me Victoria!” I yelled out in ecstasy as I released my load into my underwear. Violently shaking, I saw her fat jiggle like crazy as she rubbed her clit like she was drilling a hole through it. Pulling her fingers out, she squirts hard, leaving a trail from the phone to her pussy on the sheets. She squirted for a solid 10 seconds, placing both her hands over her mouth as her moaning almost turned into screams of pleasure. She arched her back as high as efficient as the last of her juice squirted out, before dropping into her bed hard, causing her phone to fall over.

Laying in my bed myself, I tried to calm my breathing, as I took one last sniff of her shirt before putting it back under my pillow. I could hear how she picked up her phone, her deep panting being the one thing I now focused on.

“I *pant* m-made quite the *pant* mess. I need to clean up,” she said, catching her breath as she turned her camera to her face. Victoria’s face was drenched in sweat, but I could also see how she was almost radiating joy, her smile wide as she looked at me.

“That could be a good idea, I need to change my underwear and shorts. I uhh, got excited as well,” I said while blushing hard.

“Thank you for this John…” Victoria said, “…although I think that you need to tone down your compliments, you saw what they did to me…” Her face was burning bright red as she said it.

“I will try, but it’s hard not to compliment you, you know,” I chuckled.

“I-I’ll see y-you tomorrow, my belly has returned to its regular size now,” Victoria stammered.

“Alright, I can’t wait,” I said as the call ended.

Getting up from my bed, I walked out of my room and into the hallway where my mom stood, waiting. My face grew redder as I tried to cover up the stains that had appeared on my shorts.

“Having fun sweetie?” my mom said as I was frozen in place before her. My mouth gaped wide open but no words left it, only a shocked lingering:

“Uuuuhhhh…”

“Don’t worry about it, was that your girlfriend that you ‘chatted’ with?” she said teasingly. I nodded slowly as I closed my mouth and started walking towards the restroom. Her face lit up with joy, clapping her hands together. “Well, I have a million questions about her, but that can wait. I don’t mind that sort of stuff, but just remember that the walls of this house are not as thick as you think.” Turning around to walk down the stairs, I quickly headed to the restroom, locking the door behind me and quietly decided to die a little inside.

“The walls are thin you idiot!” I wondered to myself as I banged my head against the wall. Victoria drove me crazy, I hadn’t noticed how loud I was being, and mom heard us…

The following morning I woke up and headed down to the kitchen, grabbing some bread and started preparing a sandwich for myself. As usual, mom sat at the table, already fully dressed, sipping her morning coffee while scrolling through Facebook. Looking up from her phone, she smiled at me lovingly and asked:

“Slept well sweetie?”

“Yeah,” I said, trying to block out the memory of our encounter during the night, “Actually, I feel well rested for once.” I sat down with my sandwich in hand, pouring a glass of juice as I started eating. Leering at me mischievously over her mug, my mother took another sip before putting her phone away placing her mug on a coaster.

“Regarding last n-” she couldn’t finish the sentence as I quickly interjected:

“Please don’t bring it up mom.” She giggled and continued:

“Alright I won’t, but I do want to know a bit about your little girlfriend.” Groaning in response to her request, I gestured for her to continue. Gleefully squealing, she perked up in her chair and started her rapid questioning: “Does she attend the same college as you? How long have you been together, I hope you haven’t left your mother out of your dating life for too long. Is she smart, does she get good grades? How old is she? Does she have any siblings? Do you think she’d like my cooking? How’s her personality, is she a good influence? Oh, I almost forgot. What’s your girlfriend’s name?” Not entirely keeping up with the onslaught of questions she threw at me, I just said:

“Well, her name’s Victoria,” and as I said that mom leaned a little bit closer, her eyes filled with delight. I asked her to repeat her questions, which she did and I answered all of them, or at least to the best of my abilities. I started to finish my breakfast when mom suddenly said:

“Have you and Victoria had sex yet?” I nearly choked on the last of my sandwich, violently coughing until a piece of bread with cheese and pepper flew onto the table. My face grew red from a mixture of almost choking to death and embarrassment. “Are you okay John?” she asked, mostly unfaced.

“You can’t ask that mom!” I blurted out, clearing my throat in the process.

“Of course I can. I just did, and I wanted to make sure you used protection,” she casually said while taking a large sip of coffee.

“N-no, we haven’t,” I said with a low voice.

“And you two were that loud over the phone, and you’ve only dated for three days…” she said curiously. “Well I hope that passion continues for you both.” Abruptly standing up, I exclaimed:

“Stop, please. You said you weren’t gonna bring that up!” Walking away from the table, I saw how my mother shrugged as she finished her coffee, while putting all the tableware into the dishwasher.

As usual, I took the bus to college. People were wearing masks to avoid getting infected by the virus, with myself wearing one. We didn’t know if it were only women that were affected, or if men could be carriers of the virus without realizing it, but I definitely knew that if that was the case, I would be infected by now. Sitting in the seat opposite of me, was an older lady, probably in her late 30’s. She was Asian by the looks of it, with darker tanned skin, short curled black hair, a pair of pearl earrings and a flowy orange top with a shorter skirt in brown. Her dark eyes stared longingly at me, watering up a bit. I could tell she was smiling, even through her mask. I politely nodded at her, and I noticed that she was looking around her. We both were sitting quite far back, with not that many people close to us. I saw how she leaned her head back, once again looking straight into my eyes, as her smiling eyes turned to those of neediness.

Her hand had snuck its way down to her skirt, gently lifting it up exposing her slightly untrimmed pussy. My eyes locked onto it, and I watched as she gently started rubbing herself, continuing to needily gaze at me. Her fingers sped up as I could hear her quietly moan. This continued for another 2 minutes, and I felt myself grow hard in my shorts as I couldn’t take my eyes off her exhibitionism. I then felt the bus slowing down, arriving at a bus stop. The asian woman then suddenly grabbed her large bag from the floor and quickly stood up. I wondered she was getting off at the stop, but instead she sat down on the seat next to me.

Leaning in towards me, she whispered in my ear:

“Hi. I, *moan* I need your help. You see, my pussy is, *pant* my pussy is burning up and I really *moan* need someone’s fingers inside of it. You look like a nice man, could you help this lady out with her wet, needy pussy?” I quietly nodded, which made her eagerly grab my wrist with her hand, guiding it down to her throbbing wet pussy. “Don’t be shy, you can go as fast as you want. I really *a quick moan escaped her lips as I push a finger in* need this, you’re doing me a HUGE favor.”

Using her hands, she put the bag between her and the walkway that went through the bus, covering herself from prying eyes. I started to speed up as I felt the bus beginning to move again, and she whispered under her breath:

“Yes, you’re doing such a good job, Keep at it, I need to CUM.” Grabbing her orange top, she pulled it up to reveal a pair of C-cup tits contained in a black bra. “Can you undo my bra handsome, my puppies need to be released,” and she leaned forward. I pulled my finger out of her, which made her wince, but I whispered in her ear:

“Don’t worry, as soon as your bra is off, my hand will go back down and I’ll put two in.” In response she let out a sexy moan and nodded eagerly, while starting to rub her legs together in desperation. My hands found its way to the clasp, and after a bit of trying, it was my first time undoing a bra after all, it came off.

The woman quickly put her bra in the bag, before pulling her shirt up again, revealing her perky flawless tits, with small brown nipples that stood completely erect.

“Ohhh *moan* it feels so nice to let the puppies free, and so lewd. I do *wince* recall you promising two fingers in my throbbing pussy boy,” she whispered straight into my ear, and I could smell her minty breath through my mask. Eagerly complying with her demand, her legs spread open for my hand, and as I put two fingers in her, it caused her to squeal in pleasure, as the walls of her vagina contracted around my fingers, pulling them deeper in.

Finding her clit, I started gently teasing it, causing shivers to run through her body. Her right hand held up her shirt, while her left hand had now started playing with her erect nipple.

“That feels amazing, but your other hand *groan* isn’t doing anything. Be a good boy for me *moan* and use it to fondle my right breast while I play with my left one.” I took her boob in my hand and started cupping it. The woman made an unsatisfied groan after a couple of seconds had passed, as she leaned in close to me. “You’re so good with my pussy, I thought you could handle my tits as well. That’s okay *moan* I’ll teach you. Now *groan* see how I’m playing and pulling my nipple, do that, *moan* pulling and squeezing them feels amazing. There are other things you can do, but not something suited for this situation. *giggles* For one, you could press hard on my whole boobs gently massaging it, which you almost did, or *moan* you could suck it.” As she said that her eyes rolled back. “But sadly, we can’t do that now. Now be a good boy and play with my nipple.”

I took her nipple between my thumb and my index finger and started gently rubbing it. She started moaning louder, as she pulled and squeezed her other boob harder, and her hips started to buck up and down. My fingers in her pussy moved quicker, with the wet sounds coming from her pussy growing louder and faster. Thankfully, the loud engine and traffic outside covered all the noises she was making so that no one but us could hear our naughty act. I now pulled hard on her nipple, feeling her clit pulsating wildly.

“Fingerfuck me harder! Rub my clit. I’m at my limit!” she cried out. With my fingernail, I lightly grazed it, before pushing hard on it repeatedly. Trying to hold back a screaming orgasm, she cried out: “I’m fucking cumming! I’m cumming so hard on your fingers!” Her pussy clamped down on my fingers as she orgasmed. Writhing in pleasure from the orgasm, she couldn’t sit still in her seat and accidentally knocked over her bag.