Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2014 14:21:26 -0400
From: Sasha Steele <sashasteele2@gmail.com>
Subject: Bulging Suspect

Bulging Suspect (part one)
by Sasha Steele

    The click of high heels on the ceramic tiles of the mansion's luxurious
outdoor baths announced the approach of Manuella Mansarat's personal
secretary whose name was Angel. Angel handled all that mundane money shit
that his indolent manstress didn't even want to think about.

    Manuella's voluptuous body reclined partially submersed on a soft water
cushion in one of the heated bath pools.  A contingent of muscular
man-maids fussed about him. Those in the pool were naked, as was Manuella,
and those not in the water were dressed in skimpy black and white maid
uniforms with black nylon stockings, impossible high heels and flaring
tutu-like mini skirts.

    Manuella's head, thick arms and bulky shoulders rested to the outside
of bath. The upper portion his heavy-set chest was also out of the water
along with his pot belly that broke the bubbling surface like a half
submerged whale.  His fat feet, too, were raised out of the water resting
on foot pads.  Massive thighs spread, he hummed with pleasure as a man-maid
holding a shower wand sprayed a stimulating jet stream of warm water
infused with exotic oils over his abnormally large genitalia. Manuella's
eyes were closed. His platinum-blond hair was piled up high on top of his
head; nothing elaborate, just to keep it from getting wet. But, like all
naturally beautiful lady men it looked elegant just the same.

    Angel waited patiently for Manuella to open those beautiful green eyes
of his in order to view the electronic ledger he had brought with
him. Fifteen thousand dollars had just been transferred into Manuella's
bank account.

    Of course Manuella knew what Angel had to show him. He was expecting
it. And now, he thought, it was time to get ready. Nails had to be painted
- toenails as well. His hair had to be done - makeup applied to the
perfection of his strikingly beautiful though fat face. And of course
Manuella had to pick out a sexy dress to wear.

  "Enough!" Manuella ordered his man-maids. Immediately they stopped their
ministrations and assisted their obese manstress from his bath.

    Manuella's monstrous cock was semi erect. Its weight, due to the
brutish thickness of the shaft, caused it to cascade over his massive
scrotum, pointing downward and out at an angle with its unusual length. The
cock head on its long pinkish neck had not as yet emerged from beneath the
foreskin. That would have to wait till later when Manuella shoved it up
Senica Sandel's cute rear end. It takes a special sort of man to find
pleasure in having this monster shoved down their throat or up their
ass. But, as Manuella found out, there was no shortage of them, the least
of which was his date tonight who regularly paid fifteen thousand dollars
to get sucked and fucked by Manuella.

    The maids patted dry their manstress with towels. Manuella had to hold
onto two of his muscle-maids to steady himself while another placed high
heel lounging slippers on his fat feet. Manuella glanced at the ledger as
his maids slipped an elegant silk robe over his broad shoulders.

    "Tell him seven o'clock and I expect supper at the Savoy first." he
told Angel as they did up the tie over his belly.

    The obedient personal secretary nodded, turned and clicked away on his
high heels.

    Seven o'clock sharp Manuella's limo pulled up to the front door of the
Savoy. His assistants helped him out of the back seat - they now clad in
dark grey mini dress suits and black tights.  Manuella shoved a white
leather purse that matched his six inch dress pumps under one fleshy arm
and wiggled his fat ass into the swanky upscale restaurant.

    He had chosen a white satin gathered chiffon mini dress with a low neck
line and low riding shoulder caps. The designer dress fit snugly to
Manuella's more than ample figure, pulling tight in just the right places -
against his sexy protruded belly and across the huge globes of his
magnificent backside. His nails and lipstick were light silver, accessories
were white pearls on white gold.

    The dress failed to completely hide Manuella's eye catching satiny
white designer lingerie. A good thing he thought, as highly expensive as it
was. He chose to show off the elegant lace brassier with its soft lacy
chest pads riding above the dress neckline and the straps over the bare
portion of his hulking shoulders. Manuella had no choice however with that
which poked out from under the dress's short hemline.

    His cock was simply too enormous to cover. And so the bulging penis
pouch of his shiny white panties showed almost in its entirety as it
protruded outward and down nearly to his knees.  Manuella's shaft was three
inches across filling the penis pouch to its capacity. Manuella had to wear
a cock ring. He had no choice as it was not just uncomfortable for his
gigantic balls to be caught between his legs but impossible for him to walk
properly.

    And so Manuella's cock ring brought his balls forward further
compromising his pantie's penis pouch. It felt good that way, especially
when he walked. He could feel them now riding against his beige nylons,
massive cock jutting side to side as he waddled into the Savoy. God it felt
so damn sexy.

    Senica Sandel was a high powered uptown lawyer. Big money, big
pressure. He needed Manuella to help him cope, needed Manuella more than
Manuella needed him. Still Manuella got off on turning these so called
power players into whimpering babies. They were putty in his hands, well on
his cock anyway.

    When Manuella got to the table Senica stood to greet him with a kiss.
Manuella notice there was bulge already taking form in the tight skirt of
the lawyer's blue pin stripped suit. 'Putty', Manuella thought. They
exchanged pleasantries over a few drinks then ate supper. That Manuella
liked to eat was obvious. Yet where Senica thought of him an extremely
beautiful lady man who had a weight problem Manuella just thought himself
hot with no flaws at all.

    Finished filling his face Manuella excused himself to the powder room.
Checked himself out in the mirror. He'd worn his long white blond hair
loose. It hung nearly to his thick waist. He ran his fingers through it and
shook out the loose curls. Pursed his lips. Turned sideways. Checked out
the contours of his protruded gut. Knew it was big but didn't think he was
too fat yet. Stuck out his ass. Manuella loved his big bubble butt. It was
drop dead sexy.

     He smiled, pleased with himself. Stepped back and lifted his skirt.
Ran a hand down the thick shaft of his magnificent pantie-clad cock. How
awesome he thought. No wonder they all worship me. No wonder they all want
it. Manuella spread his big legs' squatted slightly and in the mirror watch
with great fascination as he pissed through the penis pouch in his panties.
Finished he took a tissue from the dispenser on the counter, wiped its tip,
threw the tissue in the puddle on the floor and left to rejoin his dinner
date.

    After dinner they went to Senica's penthouse apartment in mid city.
Passionately kissed on the ride up in the elevator.  Senica was hard. He
pressed the bulge in his skirt against Manuella. The monster in Manuella's
panties was beginning to stir. It had started to rise, grow longer and
thicker.

    They exited the elevator into Senica's apartment. Kissed on the way to
the bedroom. Pulled at each other's clothing.  Manuella watched as Senica
stripped out of his skirt suit. He had an average male body, not at all
buff, a bit thick in the waist, but he had a nice round bum and was fairly
attractive with shoulder length blond hair.

    The penis pouch of Senica's powder blue panties had a wet spot at the
tip of his erection. Manuella sank slowly to his knees. Senica's nine inch
boner throbbed. Manuella took it into his mouth and sucked on it through
his panties. Senica threw his head back and moaned.

    The penis pouch of Senica's panties was soaked before Manuella finally
withdrew its contents so he could give his sex partner a proper blowjob.
And Manuella was a skilled cock sucker. Working Senica's hard cock hand and
mouth and with his tongue on the cock head, on the under shaft and frontal
scrotum Manuella gradually brought Senica close to climax. At that point
Senica took over. Clasped his hands to the back of Manuella's head and
began to mouth fuck him. His undulating motions quickened as his excitement
grew until they became frantic. Then, abruptly, Senica stopped his motions.

    Senica pulled Manuella into him as tight as he possibly could. At the
same time he pushed his rock hard cock as far down Manuella's throat as it
would go. Senica jerked back his head and screamed aloud as he shot his hot
load down Manuella's throat. Manuella swallowed all of it then licked
Senica's cock clean.

    Manuella struggled to his feet. Senica helped him up. Manuella's
gigantic cock was fully erect now. It stretched the shiny elasticized
material of his panties penal pouch fifteen inches in front of him.
Manuella embraced his paramour. Drew him in close as he pushed the
frightful monstrosity in his panties into him. He leaned in and they
kissed. Senica savoured the taste of his own cum and the feel of Manuella's
prodigious male organ undulating against him.

    Manuella broke off the kiss. Looked into Senica's pretty blue eyes.
Senica's heart raced. It was time. Manuella took Senica by the shoulders,
turned him so that he faced the bed, then pushed him on to it. Senica
crawled into the middle. Positioned
 himself on elbows and knees with his butt in the air ready to be taken.

    The seat of Senica's panties plunged into the crevice between his ass
cheeks. Emanuella positioned himself behind Senica.  He kiss Senica's
pantie clad ass. His tongue slid into the crevice. The cleft in Senica's
powder blue panties became soaking wet as Manuella savoured him. He drew
Senica's panties from his ass onto his stalkings. Spread his cheeks.
Savoured first the smell, then the taste. Manuella licked and sucked
Senica's asshole while Senica wreathed and moaned with pleasure. He worked
Senica's ass, stretching it, wetting, preparing for what to come.

    Unable to hold off any longer Manuella released the leviathan from the
confines of his panties. The cock head sat on a thick six inch long neck
that seemed to pull at the foreskin, as if it wanted to charge forth even
further. The nine inch shaft widened as stretched back toward the base
where it grew so thick that Manuella's hand could grip only half way around
it. Below the hairless monster his equally hairless heavy sack looked as
though it contained a pair of tennis balls banged together.

    Senica shuttered when he felt Manuella's cock head at his back door.
Then he screamed when Manuella shoved the monster deep into his anal
cavity. Manuella fucked Senica bareback. He fucked him mercilessly, fuck
him senseless as he took hold of Senica's hips and rammed into him the
entire length of throbbing erection with every powerful motions of his own
massive hips.

    Manuella had released his cock through one leg hole in panties. the
short skirt of his gathered chiffon dress had ridden up over his huge butt
as he worked. The seat of his shiny white panties showed. Their center was
buried deep between his massive ass globes. The rest of the silky material
back there stretched up and over those globes in a V shape.

    Senica called out in discomfort. He whimpered and cried with the
wonderful pain of it all. Manuella took no note of it. He didn't care. This
was all for him. The feel of his gigantic cock so deep inside a man's ass,
the certain knowledge that any second now he was going to cum in there.
Manuella closed his beautiful green eyes. He tilted his head back
stretching his cute double chin to a more gentle contour. Opened his mouth
and breathed a long cry of ecstasy ass he came. It felt to Senica as if a
steam pipe had burst inside his stomach. The pressure and heat almost too
much to bear as Manuella pumped wave after wave of hot cum into him.

    When finally his lust temporarily abated Manuella withdrew his precious
member from Senica's highly distressed asshole he had Senica clean it with
his tongue and return it to its pouch in Manuella's panties. Manuella then
went into the bathroom to straighten himself out. The kissed good by and
when he left Senica was happy, satisfied and most of all alive. But come
tomorrow that would not be the case.

    End of part one.