A nightly comeback

Fredric woke slowly as the sound of the tent zipper closing stirred him. A few minutes later he groggily opened his eyes to see Madeline on her ass staring at him naked as the day she came to be.

It was hard to see in the darkness of the night as she loomed with her wide figure by him, her eyes peering down at him past her heavy chest that was heaving up and down rapidly.

Fredric's tired state washed away with joy of seeing her and was about to speak up to her as her shaky right hand went to his cheek. It was practically vibrating but not from cold, her touch was heated in the otherwise cool air.

The vibrating died down as she rested it on him and Fredrics line of thought got interrupted as he thought she might have a fever. But before he got to voice his concern she spoke.

“I left because I had to, it was not safe for you to go.” She said now guiding her other hand to stroke his head, it was shaking as much as the other. “But I don’t think I ever can again, I need you…”

Fredric was torn with questions that had grown these past days and his desire to show his affection and worry. His mouth gaped and closed as he tried sentences that never came to be. All the while Madeline spread her legs and put the feet inside the sleeping bag on either side of him, he did not catch on at first as to her implications but she put it plainly.

“I can’t even relieve myself anymore, it just gets worse…” She concluded as she stopped her caressing to instead hold his head while scooting forward, her ample thighs flanking his limited vision in the dim moonlight that manage to glint through the tent fabric.

A mild level of stress washed over Fredric as he felt his indecision had taken his moment to speak as Madeline was about to rob it all together in an increasingly familiar fashion.

Madeline took the last movement to push herself to the limit of the sleeping bag, Fredric who had been sleeping on his stomach and looking up at her by craning his neck found himself in a wet kiss with her nether lips.

The shaking that he could feel was cascading in her soft thighs as they rushed in, it died down but the heat remained and the scent of her desire grew strong.

Sleeping bags like these where made to accommodate one person of varied sizes, but not two. It was brought to the brim as Madeline tried to cram her hips and ass into it with Fredric strained against it, pushing him into her even more as the pliable fabric put up more and more resistance.

She sighed deeply and closed her eyes in bliss, for a moment having him pressed against her sex was enough, but slowly her wants grew and she took the back of his head with one hand and tried to peel the textile around her wide ass, her flesh swelling around the elastic hem of the bag as she ground against Fredric's face at an increasing pace.

With another sigh she came, Fredric noticed it immediately and got a mouthful of her desire, he had not until then entirely processed what was happening, as it was a quick release even for Madeline. As she did not move he figured she had more in her, he swallowed her juices and started to dart his tongue inside her, moving his now wet face against her to find the best places to pleasure her.

She woke up from her momentary daze with a moan and continued where she left off.

Madeline had gotten one side of the bags opening up far to the right side of her hip, and now changed grip to work on her seemingly impossible goal to get in by peeling the left side up.

Fredric no longer had a connection to the outside world, She had plugged the opening of the bag with her curves, but it was nothing he noticed as he did his best to eat her out, tongue tasting her insides with fervor, playing with the places he had come to learn.

She thrashed and got caught in her breath, chipping for more as she felt herself inching closer under his administrations. With every small breath she wanted more.

With a sudden motion that set her off, the bag had finally been dragged past her ample ass and the sudden release of tension pushed her harshly down as she cramp-like pulled at the fabric still.

Fredric bottomed out in the bag halfway down, pushed against her harder than ever before as she came and relaxed her all her muscles. For a moment he feared her pussy would consume his head as a glorified toy as she screamed like a wild animal with the orgasm, if her hips had been wider maybe it would have been the case, but like a spring she went down and his head went up onto her stomach as the opening of the bag met a new set of problems to pass.

Her scream went into a hoarse laugh and quietly died down, Fredric finally manage to get his hands up past her hips and felt his sore neck that had taken most of that onslaught.

Madeline took the moment to analyze the situation and figured she could make it all the way by pressing one breast in at the time, she felt her left melon with a hand, the motion **** a quick breath out of her as it was sore from being pent, with a sinister smile that would have been picture perfect for the role of an evil genius she pinched her nipple harshly. Biting her lip in mild pain she pressed the breast down onto herself while opening the sleeping bag as much as she could while trying to work it in.

For a moment fresh air came into the bag that otherwise only smelled of her sex, Fredric breathed in greedily and looked up, as the air again got plugged he had a only a moment to realize what the wall of supple fat was as she guided her nipple to the mouth that had gaped like a stranded fish.

The soft mammary sealed around his face and unloaded as Madeline's fingers vanished, Fredric feeling like he only went from one situation to another, unable to do more than react.

Milk found its way out, pressure would have been enough with a soft touch but the elastic bag and hand holding his head against her gave it a steady flow that left him constantly swallowing.

As the liquid went out her lust again grew, Fredric was hard, as all he his senses was taken by one big horny woman. She was not quite far down to connect with him as she felt his member jerk against her thighs, as much as she wanted to she could all but grind her sex at his stomach for stimulance.

As she felt her pressure get to comfortable levels in her tit, she started to work on the second hurdle, it was more difficult but she was too close now to stop. She could feel his jerking muscle teasingly close to her labia and her mind was laser focused on getting it in.

Fredric was trying to push her breast away but to no avail, for there was nowhere else for it to go as she started to press down the other one. All his hands managed to do was sink in and get a few more drops out. He felt one of Madelines hands seemingly helping him from the outside.

He managed to twist his head away only to feel the next wave of flesh move down towards him. As soon as Madeline felt his lips touch her fingers she retracted it and the stream of the milky cream began anew.

More than before as it now also contested the space of her other massive feature while Madeline finally could feel herself going ever so slowly down on him as the her sweet liquid went into Fredric.

If he had not been practically starving it would have might have been a problem, but now it solved an issue he have had in the past days. And he did a bit reluctantly accept it as delicious, perhaps as a product of his hungry state.

The head of Fredrics limb went inside her as her breast went soft, they had been emptied of their burden and Madeline who had been longing for the release in multiple areas climaxed as his key entered her lock.

She convulsed and twisted in pleasure, shifting Fredric against herself finding more space for his head between her breasts instead as she tried to bottom out in the bag while pushing his small bum against her hips to complete her sensation.

For what felt like an eternity for both they remained motionless, Madeline eventually took her arms inside the bag with some small acrobatics, with a content look she stared at the sleeping bag that did nothing to hide what transpired inside in its strained state. It had the shape of a very curvaceous woman straining it with the outline of a small man disappearing between her breasts, only a cute butt dwarfed by hers was the evidence of his presence.

As to seal the deal her hands found the elastic string at the opening of the sleeping bag, from the inside she pulled it until it closed around her neck, and with two fingers she tossed out the string to the outside. Madeline went back to her blissful afterglow, blank of thougts.

Fredric felt her arms now embrace him and groping his ass, being fully locked between her breast as they molded around his head, he could do nothing but realize that the trait that he had gotten earlier was in full effect and he figured Madeline felt it too when she started to slowly gyrate her hips.

His penis was growing slowly, filling her out as she moved to try and give it more space, unaware of what was happening.