As you consider just having a normal meal, you find your attention drifting to the people in the other cars, each one looking more delicious than the last. You shake yourself out of your daze and turn your attention back to the road. Your stomach begins to rumble heavily, asking for another meal immediately. You try to ease it, rubbing your belly in small circular motions with one hand. Taking the next chance you get, you pull into a rest stop and hop out of your car. You head directly for the bathroom, figuring that the best and most private place for a meal. As you walk through the rest stop, you notice a man starring at you. You see him start to walk towards you as you enter the bathroom. Searching through the stalls, you find that everything is completely empty. Without anyone to eat, you decide to hide in one of the stalls, waiting for someone to come in. It isn't long before you hear someone. You take a peek outside to see that it was the man from earlier. You see him starting to walk towards your stall and quickly step back. After a moment, you see a phone creep under the door before quickly being pulled back.
"Wait," you say in the most sultry voice you can muster, "Don't you want to see more?"
You hear the man's footsteps stop, then headed back towards you.
"That's right," you say, "Just come in, I'll be ready for you."
You take off your shirt, leaving your upper half in only your bra. You open the door to find him waiting there. His jaw drops as you pull him in, sitting him down on the toilet and closing the door behind you. You lean down real close to him, nearly shoving your tits into his face.
"Just close your eyes, sweetie, I've got a big surprise for you," you whisper directly in his ear.
You see a big, dumb grin spread over his face as he holds his eyes shut. You roll your eyes as you see that his phone is still clutched tight in his hand, the photo he took of you still on the screen. You grab onto his wrists and drag his hands up to your tits. You feel his phone slip out his hand and fall onto the floor as he begins to massage you.
You make sure you have a good grip on his wrists as you lean in, opening your mouth wide over the man's head. You close your mouth over his neck, leaving his head trapped inside the damp, dark cavern. He starts to struggle, trying to push you off, but you hold his arms steady and swallow down over his shoulders. While still holding his wrists, you move your hands to his chest and begin ripping at his shirt. It takes you a bit, but you manage to rip in in half, straight down the front. You slide the shirt down his arms before swallowing again, taking his chest into your mouth. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you let your tongue lap up every bit of flavor on his skin. After licking every last bit of his chest, you gulp again and repeat the process on his stomach. With his arms now mostly in your throat, you let them go and start to work on taking down his pants. You undo his pant button and let his pants drop to his ankles before slipping down his underwear. You quickly swallow down over his waist, not wanting to give him any satisfaction. With only his legs sticking out of your mouth, you turn around and sit down on the toilet. You tilt your head backward, letting the man's legs dangle in the air. You quickly swallow again and again until you find yourself down at the man's ankles. You quickly take off his pants, shoes, and socks before swallowing again, taking his bare feet into your mouth. With one last swallow, you send his feet down your throat, down into your bloated belly. The man squirms heavily in your gut, trying his best to escape. You give it a hard slap and say, "Calm down in there, if you're good, I just might let you out."
You see the man's squirms slow, then stop. "Finally," you think to yourself, "Creep."
After taking a bit to massage your gut, you bend down and pick up your shirt, the guy's phone, and his clothing. You put your shirt on, stretching it as far over your stomach as it will go, which isn't much, before opening the door to the stall and stepping outside. You drop the man's clothes into the trash and head back to your car. Along the way, you check out the man's phone. As you scroll through it, you see picture after picture of the man's creepshots. You take great joy in deleting the pictures one by one before finally getting to your car. You move your seat as far back as it will go before hopping in.
"Jeez, you really were a creep," You say to your gut, "Oh, and you can start squirming again, I'm not letting you out."
You hear a muffled "What!?" from your belly and feel the man start his struggles again. You bite your lower lip, loving the feeling. You do your best to slide down your pants, It takes a while, but you manage to get it down. You shove your hand down under your belly and between your legs to start massaging your clit. With your other hand, you rub your gut in small circles, pressing in every once in a while. With the man's squirming, you easily bring yourself to multiple climaxes, soaking your car seat. As you bring yourself to climax one last time, you say, "Wow, that really is good. I hope you enjoyed giving me an orgasm creep, I'm sure it's the only time you've done that."
You giggle to yourself as you buckle up, start the car, and continue your journey.
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