The guys were whooping and hollering as the stripper
bumped and ground her way around the room. She eventually
wiggled her slim body over to the soon to be groom and
proceeded to embarrass him much to the delight of his
friends. All in all, the stag party was getting off to a
great start.
Mark stood off to the side of the room and grinned at
his drunken friends. They were all yelling for the hooker to
take her clothes off now, and she was naughtily complying.
Mark watched the girl finally expose her slender body, and
wished for the hundredth time that he could lust after her
stick like figure like his buddies. But her couldn't. He just
couldn't find anything attractive about her boyish figure.
And in fact, he was almost repulsed by the sight of her ribs
sticking out.
The hooker finished her dance and took Marks friend into
the back bedroom. Tommy, the best man shouted for the guys
attention. "And now, while Mac is preoccupied for the
moment..." The guys all burst into laughter. Tommy held up
his hands again and they quieted down a bit. "We have some
more entertainment for the rest of us." He pointed
dramatically towards the hall, where two women were standing.
"Lets here it for the Tolaski twins!"
Egyptian belly dance music blared from the stereo as the
two women came in dancing. The guys staggered to there feet
hooting and hollering as the two women danced around the
center of the room, jingling there bells and tiny hand
cymbals. They were both tall and leggy, with long brunette
hair. And to the critical observer, they were obviously
twins. But that was where the similarity ended. One had the
biggest breasts mark had ever seen. Her huge hooters were
barely held in check by a shimmering gold cloth bra adorned
with gold chains and bells. Her breast hung down over her
full, muscular belly. and around her bare waist was a belt
made of gold coins that held up the sheer material of her
pantaloons. Mark could just make out the g-string she wore
under the sheer material that stretched over her wide hips
and round ass.
But one look at her sister made Marks heart begin to
pound in his chest. She was dressed in the identical outfit
as her sister. The same bra and gold chains adorned her body.
But what a body! Her breasts were even larger then her
sisters, with cleavage that seemed to go on forever. Those
huge round globes of tit flesh rested high on her mammothly
fat belly that stuck out at least another foot past her
breasts. That huge belly was broken into several thick rolls
that hung down and down until they finally ended just scant
inches above her knees. Mark stood in awe as she somehow
gracefully rolled and gyrated her fat body to the music. As
she danced she turned away from Mark, thus exposing the most
magnificent behind he had ever seen. The twin globes of her
ass were like two perfect half spheres, each larger then a
beach ball. As she danced they bounced and jiggled
independently of each other, creating a riot of movement. As
she continued her slow turn Mark was thrilled to finally
notice her beautiful thighs. So full and round were they that
the rubbed together almost all the way to her knees. Her wide
calves were round and firm, then tapered of to surprisingly
petite ankles and almost tiny feet.
The music changed tempo slightly and both girls raised
there hands above there heads, clanging there finger cymbals
together. Marks attention was drawn upwards past the rolls of
fat that covered her back to her arms and hands. The flesh on
her upper arms was very thick, and hung down in a soft roll
that was almost as big around as her sisters waist. When she
put her arms back down, the fat of her upper arms rolled down
and completely hid her elbows. She raised her arms again as
she danced, and Mat cough his breath as her fat shoulders
bunched up around the sides of her face, rising almost high
enough to cover her ears.
Mark wiped a thin line of drool that had escaped from
his open mouth. Realizing that he had been starring open
mouthed at this behemoth beauty, he became embarrassed and
glanced around at his friends. For the most part they were
completely ignoring the object of his attention, and instead
were staring at her thinner sisters big boobs. At sometime in
the last five minutes those large orbs has escaped from the
confines of there golden cups, and were now freely bouncing
around with each large nipple standing fully erect.
As Marks eyes swept back towards the fat belly dancer,
he saw Jim staring at her in obvious lust. Mark only vaguely
knew Jim, who was a friend of the best man's and almost ten
years older then the rest of the people there. But he did
remember Jim's wife from a party they had last year. She was
quite fat, maybe three hundred pounds, and had looked
dynamite in her tight bathing suit. Mark nodded to himself
as he realized that he and Jim had the same taste in women.
He made a mental note to talk to Jim latter.
The music changed pace and the beat quickened rapidly.
The two women were shaking and tinkling rapidly now to the
beat. There up stretched hands were rapidly clanging there
finger cymbals together as they shook their huge breasts back
and forth creating a riot of blurred breast flesh. Mark's
mouth dropped open again as the fat sister somehow managed to
get her huge belly to start moving up and down in a circular
motion in the opposite direction that her breasts were going.
With bugged out eyes Mark watched that mammoth belly go up
and down farther and farther. And even over the loud music he
could distinctly hear the sound of her hanging belly slapping
noisily against her massive thighs. Then, just when Mark was
right on the edge of blowing his load his pants, the music
came to a halt with the crashing sound of a gong. Both women
placed there arms over their faces and gave a little bow
before walking gracefully away back down the hall. The guys
all cheered and clapped for a few moments, then the small
talk started up again as they went back to parting.
Mark stood transfixed, staring down the empty hall where
the belly dancers had gone. He didn't know how long he sat
there before someone patted he gently on the shoulder,
breaking his revere. Jim was standing there next to him, a
huge smile on his face. He bent over slightly and spoke just
above the sound of the party. "Now that's what I call a BELLY
dancer! The way her gorgeous fat body moved as she danced was
the most incredible sight I've ever seen." Mark just nodded
dumbly and glanced back down the empty hall, hopping for
another glimpse of that spectacular woman. When he looked
back at Jim, he saw that Jim also was hoping for another
glance at the huge belly dancer. After several moments of
waiting silently together, they were rewarded by the return
of the both women, now dressed in normal cloths. Mark got a
quick glimpse of that enormous belly again, now encased in
some semi-tight material of a her pants that seemed to
emphasized rather then hide its sheer size. The big one
looked up the hall way and smiled at Jim and Mark. For just a
moment she placed her hands on the sides of her belly and
shook it slightly causing it to shake is a very seductive
way. Mark was almost positive he saw her look directly at him
and lick her red lips with her tongue. Then she turned and
followed her sister out the front door.
With his hart was pounding in his chest Mark wiped his
sweaty palms on his pants. Jim nodded knowingly at the
expression on Marks face and leaned over to him once again.
"You know Mark, if I've learned one thing in this life its
this. Some opportunities come only once in a life time. If
you don't take them, they may never come again." Mark looked
at Jim, not quite understanding what he was saying. Jim
waited a moment, then continues. "If I was a single and good
looking young man like yourself, and I had just seen the most
gorgeous creature on the face of the earth give ME that look,
well... I sure as hell just wouldn't be standing here. I'd be
running after her and try with all my might to make her
mine...." Jim smiled as he watched Mark race down the hall
and out the door. He turned back to the party just in time to
see the best man help carry the "soon to be the groom" out of
the back room.