Maven Ch. 02

Barbara Gordon's Home

Barbara Gordon abruptly woke up earlier in the morning, and was immediately embarrassed by her actions last night. The 20-year old woman hadn't masturbated just once yesterday, but several times later in her bed. She remembered wantonly thrusting her body against the mattress, and using her body and the mattress to press her hands tightly against her pussy while rapidly stroking it. Some pretty raunchy images involving Maven, Selena, or both had been in her mind the whole time. Her juices had saturated the sheets in several places. And what was more, she had enjoyed doing it. Thoroughly.

"So Miss Maven, I look forward to letting you know what I think of your offer." thought Barbara Gordon.

She also looked forward, if her hunch was correct, to what would probably occur not long after the discussion was over. She couldn't help but smile at the images that thought conjured up. Hopefully this whole thing would help get her life in order. Then a thought entered her head. She looked down as her rotund body and realized something. "Compared to Selena, I'm much too light. I need to stuff myself and fast. I'll have to delay this for....a week at least."

Selena Kyle's Apartment

Maven was surprised to find Selena nude on her bed. "She must have woken up and gone to where I was," thought Maven.

Maven couldn't help but stare at Selena's sexy-as-hell obese form. "Compared to me, Selena's a titan in size. So much the better." Maven thought quietly.

Selena's eyes opened, and she smiled. "Well, looking forward to carrying out your instructions. I had them written down while I was gone yesterday."

Maven nodded, "Barbara Gordon has made a change of plans. She's not coming until next week."

Selena looked disappointed and a little concerned, "Did she say why?"

Maven smiled, "She said she needed to get a proper figure. I think she intends to put on a little more weight."

Selena's face turned red, "I can most definitely wait for that."

Maven thought, "As can I, Selena."

Barbara Gordon's House

Over the course of that week, Barbara Gordon began to eat food in frenzy. She ate an enormous amount of fattening food in a very short period of time.

"I must get fatter than this. I have to look right." she thought worriedly.

She was glad now that she had over trained. Her body grew rapidly in size, causing her clothes to become quite tight. She acquired big cheeks and a third chin, larger love handles, additional rolls of fat, a gigantic belly, a massive ass, bigger breasts,

"My God, I am fat! AND I LOVE IT!" she exclaimed as she admired her new figure in the mirror.

She smiled, "Selena can't resist me now. And I don't think Maven can either."

Selena Kyle's Apartment

Finally the day arrived. Selena addressed Maven, "You remember what to do?"

"I think I have an idea of what you have in mind. Did you read my suggestions for how this session should proceed?" said Maven.

Selena almost laughed, "Yes I read them yesterday. Inventive. It'll be interesting to see how this plays out."

Maven sat up, "As soon as we finish waking up and getting all the morning stuff out of the way, we'll proceed. All she has to do is figure out the answer to my little question. Oh, and don't forget to be ready Selena."

Barbara Gordon's Home

Barbara Gordon was delighted when Maven informed her that she was on her way. "Time to finish what began in that restaurant.", thought Barbara. After a while, Maven finally came to her house.

"Miss, I'm here to drive you to Selena's apartment," said Maven adjusting her glasses. "Oh, and may I say miss, you are quite sexy-looking this morning. More so than usual. The extra weight suits you. Is it an accident you are wearing such tight clothes?" Maven's mild eyes briefly flashed with desire. Barbara briefly looked down at the skintight clothes which clung to and emphasized her overweight, sensual form.

Maven smiled, slowly shaking her head in pseudo-scolding, "Did you like the pic I gave you, you naughty thing?"

Barbara smiled impishly, "You already know the answer."

Maven nodded once, "No shame in it. I do that activity all the time. Are you ready to go? Everything in order miss?"

Barbara tilted her head slightly, "I'm ready when you are."

Interior, Maven's Car

"Miss, I want you to know something." said Maven.

Barbara lay back slightly, "Go ahead."

Maven worried slightly concerned, "Selena means a great deal to me. And it would be a disaster, in my eyes, if this was to go wrong in her presence. That is the real reason you are meeting me first. You are still a virgin, correct? That's great...in fact it is a central concept of this meeting. My purpose...is to confirm something. Basically it's a simple question. All you have to do is figure out what the answer is."

Maven smiled slightly, "The answer will be fairly obvious, as it pertains to this entire session. Please understand that this isn't a rigid requirement or anything. It's just an idea I had, and one that I wanted to try out. When the time is right, I'll ask you the question. The answer is easy. Sound interesting? Because if it's inconvenient we can always try something simpler."

Barbara laughed, "So you want me to answer one little question?"

Maven shook her head in embarrassment, "It's my own fault. I came up with the idea. So what do you say? Want to try this out, see how it goes? It's a very easy test, but you may not like the question."

Barbara shrugged, "As long as this doesn't get out of hand."

Maven nodded once, "Don't worry. You can stop this at any time. Just let me know, and it will be over. However, I should tell you. Once this gets started, you may not want it to stop."

Barbara smiled mischievously, "You already told me everything what was going to happen during this session when you called me."

Maven nodded, "Yes, but I'm quite good at what I do. I want everything to be crystal clear. I'm a perfectionist, and I insist on making sure there are no vagaries. By the way, Selena appreciates you gaining weight for her."

Barbara was shaking her head in mild astonishment at Maven's earlier remarks, "You need to stop worrying so much. I know you want to make sure everything goes right for Selena's sake, but it will all work out."

Maven signed, "I know, I know. I'm just nervous. I don't want to screw this up."

Barbara was adjusting her collar, "We both know what's about to happen. It's going to be fun. I'm excited."

Maven smiled knowingly, "I'm glad you feel that way. I'll try not to disappoint you."

Selena Kyle's Apartment

Maven and Barbara Gordon sat across a table. Maven looked depressed, "I don't know why, but I'm not happy."

Barbara smiled sympathetically, "I think you're just concerned about the future. You doing something different, something you are not experienced with. You hope for the best, but you're not sure that's going to happen. I had always hoped age would help my pain go away, but it didn't."

Maven shook her head, "I'm not a matchmaker. This whole idea I had...with Selena's input of course, doesn't inspire my confidence. This absurd plan...is as much as an excuse to get you to take off your clothes as it is to help Selena. Too much of my hormones went to this scheme. I...."

Barbara cut her off, with a slight smirk, "Maven....I know you want to sleep with me. That part of your plan was written with you in mind and not Selena. That you lust after me. But the sad fact of the matter is....I don't care. I want to do this. You don't seriously think you could tell me your scheme and expect me to agree to it...if I didn't want you as well. I feel the same lust you do. I have those same feelings for you. I must definitely want you the way you want me. I don't have any problem participating in this if it leads to us fucking each other. You should see the look on your face."

Maven's face was red, her entire face was a mixture of shock and desire, beads of sweat had dripped onto her glasses. Maven spoke softly in a whisper, "Why wait?"

Both women were feeling it now...the same incessant, wanton desire. Barbara had a look of profoundly intense lust on her face. Maven suddenly got up, and told Barbara to do the same. The two of them were complete opposites physically. Barbara Gordon was a gigantic figure of attractive fat and sexual energy. Compared to her, Maven was more like a matchstick.

"This may not be as easy to do as I thought." Maven realized in her head the full extent of the size difference between them.

"What's wrong, Maven? Can't handle a woman of my size?" laughed Barbara.

Maven turned around, and whispered in frustration: "Damn it. I'm having a crisis of confidence again."

Barbara smiled at Maven's response, "Well, I can handle you Maven. And if you won't make the first move...."

Barbara suddenly advanced towards Maven with incredible speed for her size. Maven was caught off guard. Before Maven knew what was happening, Barbara had grabbed her by her ponytail and spun her around with her round arms. Barbara tilted Maven's body back, and leaned her own body inward towards Maven.

"Having fun, my little stick figure?" said Barbara looking right into Maven's eyes.

Maven's temperature shot through the roof. She could feel Barbara's soft belly press against her clothes, the close proximity of the other woman's larger breasts to her own. The softness of Barbara's arms, the loveliness of her round face, she melted against this massive goddess of a hot woman. Barbara's mouth was so close to hers, she felt the heat come off the larger woman, the rapid breaths, the intense heartbeats.

"I feel so comfortable....being held by you." whispered Maven breathlessly.

Their faces were almost touching, their lips were so close. Barbara leaned inwards, and opened her mouth onto Maven's. Maven leaned back as the other woman tilted the thin woman's body back. Barbara was inexperienced, but Maven was in no hurry and Barbara was a fast learner. Barbara's tongue shot out into Maven's mouth, and Maven followed suit. For what seemed like an eternity the two women slowly and passionately explored each other's mouths. When they finally broke off their kiss, they looked right into each other's eyes. It was lust that lead to this moment, but now lust was absent from both of their eyes. Their faces now had a very soft, tender look of romantic affection and intimacy.

"I think I should make the next move." said Maven softly.

Maven moved her head forward, Barbara adjusting her hold on the smaller woman to compensate. Maven's tongue began to trace its way across Barbara's neck folds, causing the other woman to exhale somewhat sharply. Her tongue left trails of heat and wetness on Barbara's soft skin.

Barbara exhaled, "Maven...that feels..surprisingly good. Hell it's great! Keep it up. Please..don't stop."

Maven paused briefly, "Don't worry lover I won't. I love how your neck feels against my tongue....let me stand up."

Barbara helped prop her up, and now they were both standing up and facing each other on a level height. Then Maven resumed caressing Barbara's neck with her tongue. Barbara was clearly enjoying the treatment Maven was giving her. Then the larger woman got impatient.

"All right, matchstick, I believe your next target should be my breasts." Barbara said in a slightly commanding voice, opening her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra.

"Ok then. Done." said Maven with a slight smirk.

Maven looked down at the obese goddess's massive globes, and couldn't help but lick her lips.

"I wish there was milk in those, I'd drink greedily and deep from those nipples." Maven said wistfully.

Barbara smiled naughtily, "When I start lactating, I save some for you."

Maven nodded, "I appreciate that. All right, now for my next task."

Maven leaned inward, and closed her mouth around one of Barbara's large nipples. Barbara cried out softly, as her breasts were a direct line to her clit and Maven knew it. Maven's thin hands reached forward to cup Barbara's breasts, and she felt the soft flesh yield under her fingers. She sucked and fondled one breast, then moved to other. Barbara's regular moans and cries elevated her desire.

"I feel as though I could suck on these nipples forever." said Maven, regretting once again that there was no milk in them.

Barbara's hand slowly reached out, closed it gently around Maven's neck, and titled the other woman's chin upwards.

"I'd like nothing better. But time is short, and there is a more pressing need." said Barbara quietly.

Maven suddenly felt herself being grabbed from behind, and hoisted into Barbara's arms. The other woman had picked Maven clean off the floor effortlessly. Maven felt Barbara's arms supporting her, the overweight woman's large breasts pressing against part of her body, and Barbara's big but soft belly bouncing slightly against Maven's back. Maven felt so comfortable that she could have fallen asleep in these fat woman's arms if she wasn't already in heat. Maven became aware of just how much sweat and heat was coming off of both of them. The fact that she could only see the ceiling and nothing else elevated her lust.

"Taking me to bed, are you? My gloriously obese darling?" said Maven, her lusty voice almost a whisper as Barbara starting moving.

"Yes my lovely matchstick. I'm going to show you just how much of a lightweight you really are." said Barbara mischievously.

It didn't take very long for the overweight woman to find a bedroom and drop the thin woman gently onto the bed. Maven was surprised how excited she was.

"I admit I don't know exactly what I'm doing, so please help me out if I need any guidance." said Barbara in slight embarrassment

Maven smiled as she started to remove her clothes, "I intend to."

It only took a little bit of time for all their clothing to be flung aside, until only their panties were left.

"Wait!" said Maven with her hand up. She gestured with her hand, "Give me your panties."

Barbara removed them, and tossed the soaked item to her.

"My, they are so moist. Me like." said Maven, half-lustily and half-embarrassed

She pressed the fat woman's panties to her nose and inhaled sharply for several seconds like the aphrodisiac it was. Then she stuffed part of Barbara's panties in her mouth and ate whatever girl juice was on them. Maven spend a little bit more time idly licking and sucking on them before tossing them back to Barbara.

"Inhale...what better turn-on for a woman than her own juices? It's just a simple truth." smiled the embarrassed woman, her voice hyper with induced arousal.

Barbara paused, and then nodded, "I follow you. But only if you do it with your own panties as well."

So both women inhaled and devoured whatever juices had accumulated on their lingerie, then exchanged panties and repeated the process.

"It's depraved I know, but I love it anyway. It's so naughty." Maven almost laughed when they were finally finished.

"I can't believe I'm doing this in front of you." said Barbara, both extremely embarrassed and intensely aroused.

"You'll get no complaints from me." Maven laughed out for a few seconds, then caught herself. "Sorry, Barb."

Barbara shrugged it off, and then communicated to Maven what she wanted with her eyes: "It's time."

Maven looked at the other woman; Barbara's fatness turned her on to no end. Then Barbara advanced towards Maven, climbing onto the bed, and sat across from Maven at the far end of it. Barbara hesitated.

"Don't worry miss. You'll do fine." Maven reassured her.

Barbara brought her enormously obese body onto Maven's, aligning it horizontally with her. Maven was acutely aware of Barbara's weight pressing down on her, pinning her in place. Barbara's large, warm, rounded belly was incessantly pressing against Maven's.

Then they resumed kissing; only it was much more aggressive, lust-crazed, and primordial. Barbara suddenly broke off the kiss and climbed back until her head was next to one of Maven's ample breasts.

Maven loudly cried out on ecstasy as Barbara lustily attacked Maven's erect nipple with her mouth and tongue. This continued back and forth between both of Maven's breasts until Barbara abruptly swung her body around. Now Maven could see Barbara's oversized ass was in range of her tongue. Then all of a sudden Maven felt the other woman's mouth move towards her pussy, and she cried out in excitement in spite of herself. Barbara's hot breath caressed the tender, sensitive flesh there. Then the long, wet tongue of her lover snaked out, and pressed itself against her most delicate parts. The resulting pleasure caused her to cry out shamelessly.

Maven lustfully shouted intensely lewd encouragements to her lover, and Barbara responded by driving her tongue into Maven's soaked crevice. Maven could feel Barbara's tongue exploring her insides, and it was almost unbearably wonderful. The sensations were so incredibly strong and agonizingly good; she couldn't help but moan and cry out loudly and shamelessly. For what seemed like forever, Maven couldn't think.

Then she regained her senses, and drove her own tongue against Barbara's exposed, vulnerable pussy. The reaction from the other woman was immediately noticeable as Barbara cried out at this unexpected sensation.

"If you think this is all I can do, miss, think again." Maven paused briefly from pleasuring Barbara's pussy, and then reached for an item she had hidden under the pillow (she had anticipated that she might need it). "Not yet," thought Maven. "I'll do this for a while, and then reveal my hand. In more ways than one."

For some time (neither kept track of the time) it was a highly enjoyable, intensely delightful 69. Then Barbara became aware of a great deal of slick fluids being rubbed in a new area, one she had never really thought about: her anus. This was a new sensation.

"I suppose I could tongue you there. But I have a better idea." said Maven.

Not long after, Barbara felt one of Maven's hand press against her asshole. Only the hand was coated with something extremely slick, it felt like some kind of gelatinous substance.

"What are you doing?" said Barbara, startled at this unexpected assault on her backdoor.

"Miss, I'm just showing you exactly what I can do." said Maven in a calm, controlled voice.

Barbara's eyes opened wide as Maven's slick hand pressed itself against her yielding rectal muscles. Slowly the tight muscle gave way as Maven's slender hand gradually began to force its way up into her ass.

Maven smiled, "Naughty girl. You like this don't you? Never been fisted, especially not there."

The alien sensation of her rectal muscles tightening against Maven's warm hand was odd but strangely enjoyable, especially as Maven had lubricated both Barbara's asshole and her arm. It took a few minutes, but eventually Maven forced her entire forearm up Barbara's butt.

Maven was clearly enjoying Barbara's increasingly lewd reactions to what she was doing, "Now that the muscle has been sufficiently stretched out, I can begin fisting you."

Barbara's voice came back, "I think I've figure out something."

Maven smiled, "Really? And what is that?"

Barbara said naughtily, "How exactly to get my forearm up your pussy."

At that moment, Maven felt her tight pussy being rammed into by Barbara's fat arm. It was an awkward fit but there was just enough room. Then Barbara started pumping her arm in and out of Maven's pussy like she was unclogging a drain.

Maven was completely caught off guard, and for a few minutes she was in mind-blowing sexual euphoria. She was so horny that she forgot the whole of her forearm was still lodged up Barbara's ass. Then Maven's capacity for rational thought returned.

"Let's finish this." she said, and Barbara cried out in protest as Maven abruptly pulled her forearm out of Barbara's overstretched anus. Maven reached forward and got Barbara to pull her forearm out of her pussy and turn around.