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                                          Hips out to Here!
                                                         I
                         Yup! That's what someone said when I told them about
                     you.   They said, "It ain't the size of the ship, but the
                                       motion of the ocean."
                        "Well," I had replied, "the ocean's pretty damn BIG now
                                             aint it!"
                         So it is with you now, as I see the splendor of your
                    ample form silhouetted against the candlelight.  True to my
                    Taurean birthright, I feel the power of the Dark Horned God,
                    consort to the Great Mother of the Universe.  You certainly
                                       are born in her image.
                            I see you slowly remove each piece of clothing,
                     deliberately pulling it as tightly around you as you can,
                     then letting go and sending these paltry textiles hurling
                      from your body with the forces formerly confined within.
                     Your breasts rest comfortably on your defiant tummy, which
                       thrusts  out  in  holy  revolt  against  all stifling
                     restrictions.  No one controls you, and that scares many.
                    But it doesn't scare me, as I sit there undressed, watching
                      your giant silhouette; for I know the ultimate love lies
                          within your spirit, unfettered by narrow minds.
                        Your hips span from here to eternity, and they dance in
                    the darkness as you slowly saunter toward me, singing a song
                    of joy and freedom, making a barely audible pulsing baseline
                    of their own in the charged silence.  Your whole body is one
                     great standing wave, a fundamental vibration that sets my
                    heart atremble and my body shivering like a frail leaf.  My
                       mouth waters at all the tender flesh; it waves to me,
                    beckoning me to prepare for the quintessential meal.  I can
                    feel my canines growing in length by the minute, and my ears
                       grow upwards, and my moustache flair out into the most
                     delicate whiskers.  I am quivering ever more now, purring
                                    like a kitten, as you walk.
                                                        II
                        Just to tempt me, you stop, then turn, and make for the
                     kitchen.  I rise and follow, to see what you have in store
                    for both our sweet tooths.  You produce the most exquisitely
                     rich and heavy chocolate and caramel pie in the history of
                    the universe, just as I strike from behind, sending my bony
                     arms around you, temporarily confining your freedom-loving
                    softness as it gushes out over and under my limbs, my front
                    pressed deeply into your pudding-like ass, my tool ready to
                    mine the shimmering gelatinous gold beneath your skin.  You
                    turn about in my arms, and my body has no choice but to bend
                    in a deep curve around your right hip, my hands just barely
                    clasped around your perfectly-sized middle, and then feel my
                    whole front blessed by the revolutionary belly.  A huge slab
                        of the pie is on a dish you hold with one hand as -
                        releasing the sterling fork with which you had given
                    yourself a bite of your own secret recipe - you expertly use
                        the other to find those secret places in between my
                    unbuffered ribs and the ounce of sensitive softness over my
                     steel-hard hips, humming a low melody of pleasure all the
                                               while.
                         I shudder with delight, as I take up one of my elfin
                     hands, so built for precision, and with the sterling fork
                    indulge myself in the mass of chocolate and caramel.  And as
                     you take your turn pressing your chubby fingers where you
                      know they will make their mark, you sensuously roll the
                    sweet dessert in your mouth.  How is it that you can look so
                       sexy when you're eating? Watching you enjoy the heavy
                              richness makes me ever more aroused.....
                                                       III
                         As the evening snack is finished between us, we walk
                    holding hands back out into the living room, where on a huge
                         couch before a roaring fire we explore each other.
                         As we raise each other up level by level, you get an
                     idea in your head, which you voice enthusiastically.  You
                     tell me that we must make love in the bathtub.  I like the
                    idea, but I suddenly remember how little my bathtub is, and
                     the limits on the distance the door slides.  I tell you of
                    this, that it might be hard for you to fit.  You smile, take
                     my hands in yours, and say, "You're an engineer, I'm sure
                                        you'll find a way."
                         So hand in hand, we trek to the shower room.  I slide
                    the transparent shield just as far as it will go, and stand
                     by.  You slowly, sensuously but daintily place one foot on
                      the marble surface, and begin to wriggle in.  Wondering
                    whether I can keep control of my member long enough, I watch
                     my hands spring into action, applying pressure first here,
                    then there, as you work on into the shower.  The steel frame
                    creaks and your body growls in reply as your voice is marked
                     by long, sultry groans and your hands press on the window
                     from the inside.  Your flank presses flat against the rear
                     pane, and you begin to turn your yardstick hips to follow
                     the path, as my hands still work to provide the extra help
                    where it is needed.  And the defiant tummy warps in an ever
                    deepening curve as it encounters the frame.  And I press my
                     body further into yours, warping your flesh still further
                       and edging it little by little around the hard metal .

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                    Finally it is done.  You are inside, faced sidelong as your
                    great hips' width ranges down the axis of the closed space.
                    And I step in, and wriggle into the small space between your
                     deeply curved ass - still a little red from the pressure -
                                           and the wall.
                        You turn just as much as you can, one hip impinging on
                    the long glass side pane, the other against the smooth tiles
                        of the wall, torquing your supple thighs against the
                    resistance, pressuring your right hip back, back, back, tile
                    by tile, until you manage an angle of about 30 degrees off-
                     axis.  Then you relax the tension in your lungs, and raise
                    your left leg onto the rim below the long side pane, evoking
                     yet another friction-shriek from the glass.  Those sounds
                     drive me wild, and combined with your very nearness, they
                     set my usually small-size erection straining painfully out
                           to touch you.  Just a few inches separate us.
                        I reach around from behind, again closing my arms with
                     such sweet effort about your round waist and clasping them
                    tight to sink into your silk-tender belly.  Slowly, you move
                    backwards, until my own ass is pressed flat against the rear
                    pane, and your own flows around my front.  You slowly begin
                      to bend forward.  My fingers remain interwoven over your
                    tummy despite the new stress fighting back against them, and
                    your ass warps ever more around my slender frame.  Reaching
                     back with your left hand, you take hold of my member, the
                     longest it's ever been, and test it for its readiness.  I
                    arch my pelvis in response, push you just enough forward for
                                     a moment, and thrust home.
                        Or at least I try to.  But I quickly discover that you
                     are still not quite close enough to sink my entire length.
                     So you begin to torque your thunderous thighs again, and I
                     reach both hands over the flare of your beleaguered right
                      hip, and begin to crush it even further, tugging it ever
                     farther back across the tiles.  You growl fiercely as you
                     send repeatedly thrust your hip back, and the rolling fat
                                 rhythmically squashes and relaxes.
                          "Al....most.....there....", I grunt as I  continue
                       tugging, and trying to aim the member now lost to all
                      earthly sight just below your deforming hemisphere, and
                      thinking, "shit, that shower door's made good, it hasn't
                     even derailed!" And you moan back, "I'm TRYING....!" Then,
                    switching my grip to take the fronts of your thighs, I pull
                     you back farther, millimeter-by-millimeter.  Then, sensing
                     your now copiously seeping tidepool right above my cock, I
                     lower my body, aim straight up, and finally the connection
                               is made as you ravenously take me in.
                          As you continue pressing me into the wall with the
                     quick hard thrusts of your right leg, the stormy waves of
                       your ocean crashing against the rocky cliffs of my own
                    spritely skeleton, we both sing ever louder, ever higher.  I
                     move along with you, playing with my fire, keeping a tight
                        hold  on  my  machinery,  until  your body gives the
                     unmistakeable signal.  You take in a deep breath, so deep
                    your vast body momentarily gets even fatter, and then like a
                    vice from hell you clamp down on me.  For a shining moment,
                    all logic leaves my mind, my body loses all strength, and I
                    drop my hold and feel my own flesh melt into yours, feeling
                    the exquisite pain and pleasure of the fundamental pulsation
                    that now has total control of both of us.  Your waves strike
                     with a crack against my skin, and the feeling goes on for
                      minutes as I feel every ounce of fluid leave my body at
                                         hypersonic speeds.
                       Finally, it is over.  I stand there, my legs too weak to
                    hold me, yet held firmly in place by your stalwart rear.  We
                     stay like this for a long while, as I run my hands over as
                                    much of you as I can reach.
                          Reversing your power, and with a mighty shove from
                    myself, you free your hips of the vice grip into which they
                       had been worked.  You wriggle forward, and turn on the
                    shower.   The hot water feels good, and on hands and feet I
                      squeeze around your calves and rise up to face you.  You
                                    smile as we warmly embrace.
                        The shower done, I proceed, this time from the inside,
                    to assist you in escaping the grip of the shower frame.  By
                      the time that is done, I am ready for more, and you are
                   happy to oblige.  We both saunter off to the bedroom, where I
                    lie on my back and feel your ponderous mass bear down on me.
                       You bend toward me, playing your tummy and breasts out
                     across me, and we kiss, and we again fill the pitch black
                                   night with shrieks of delight.
                         Finally, it is time to rest.  You roll over onto your
                    back, a heavenly smile on your pretty face, and your hair in
                      a wild rush across your eyes.  And I rest my head on the
                       defiant tummy, and sink into a peaceful, happy sleep.
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