Community service
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Author: Avery Banks
Title: Community service
Summary: A girl has to do community service in order to graduate from
high school. She starts housekeeping for an overweight couple, but ends
up providing other services in order to get a passing grade.
Keywords: MFf, oral, piv

I chose the health care track of our school's community service
project. All students had to put in a certain amount of hours to be 
able to graduate. I chose this track because it was most suitable for
girls and I thought I wanted to do something with people in the future.
The health care track usually meant you'd be helping people with some
kind of disability. That means housekeeping, taking the elderly out
for walks and similar things.

In the papers I got from the home care agency, I understood that I 
would be helping out a couple in their late thirties. It didn't say
what their disabilities were, so I didn't know exactly what I would be
doing until I got there. I figured I'd might have to get them in and
out of bed, so when I went there the first time, I brought enough 
gear to spend the night.

I walked from the bus stop to the address I had written down on a piece
of paper. It was on the poor side of town with small houses and messy
front yards. At my destination was an anonymous looking house, it had
no name or number on the door and the curtains were shut tight. After
double-checking that I was at the right place, I rang the door bell.
After a long while, an overweight man unlocked and opened the door. He
was about 6ft tall and wore a large bath robe over his big belly.

He was surprisingly well-spoken and introduced himself as Jim. He said
he was expecting me and ushered me in. Even with my small physique I
could barely slide past him into the hallway. The air from the house 
was damp and felt warm to my skin. Jim closed and locked the door
behind us and led me into the small living room. He walked with short
steps, carefully balancing his weight from one leg to the other.

When we entered the living room, Jim was saying how glad he was that 
I'd arrived and how much they needed an extra hand. The living room was
small and had an adjoined kitchen. It was crowded with a couch, a large
chair and a large TV, and it had the same tropical temperature as the
hallway.

I was friendly nodding and listening to Jim talk away about again how
happy they were I was there. I didn't know what he meant by "they" 
until he pointed to the couch and introduced me to Dharma. It was then 
that I realized there was an enormous woman sitting on the couch. She
was extremely obese and looked more like a blob than a human being.
She covered nearly the whole couch with her massive belly and upper 
legs. I guessed she must have been over 600lbs, I could fit inside her
more than 5 times!

I could barely hide my amazement at her appearance, but I managed and
I walked towards her to introduce myself. Jim held me back though and
said he had to "check my clothes". He looked at the labels of my shirt
and pants and said they had to come off. He explained how Dharma's skin
was sensitive to certain fibers and about differences between certain
natural and synthetic fibers. I had to dress down to my bra and 
panties, which were luckily not a problem. Being nearly naked, I
appreciated the high temperature much more.

Dharma wasn't wearing any normal clothes, instead she had some kind of
gown wrapped around her which I suspected was an old curtain. Where
Jim was talking almost non-stop, Dharma didn't say a word when we
shook hands. I wondered if she was a mute or if she was just awkward.
She was quickly absorbed again by whatever was on the television.

Jim excused himself to the kitchen to prepare some food to celebrate my
arrival. Dharma ignored my attempts at small talk, so I stood there
awkwardly in the middle of the room in my underwear, while she watched 
TV in silence. Jim returned with three plates of meat and gravy. I sat
down on the floor at the living room table, as there was no other place
to sit besides the couch and Jim's chair. I barely touched anything on
my plate, but Jim and Dharma rapidly ate their way through the fatty
food and washed it away with a large amount of coke.

After eating, Jim announced that Dharma had to use the bathroom. But 
because Dharma was unable to actually make it to the bathroom, he asked
me to get a bucket from there. When I returned, Jim told me to put the 
bucket on the floor in front of her. Dharma looked at the bucket and
took off her gown. She was naked underneath, and again I had trouble to
hide my amazement. Where she looked like a blob before, now I could see
all her enormous features. Her arms, upper legs, lower legs, everything
was there, but it all consisted of bulges of fat. Her breasts were huge 
bags of fat hanging down to her waist, only distinguished from the 
other bulges by their large areolas.

Jim took her hands as she tried to pull herself up a bit. She didn't 
actually stand up, but she skidded over the edge of the couch and moved 
herself above the bucket. Her belly covered everything, but I could
hear her pee pour into the bucket. When the sound stopped, Jim handed
me some toilet paper while he kept supporting Dharma. He asked, in
an almost apologetic tone, to "crawl under her" and "wipe her clean".
Many things raced through my mind at that time. How gross this thing
was what I had to do, how Jim and Dharma would react if I refused, and
whether I would get a failing grade if I just ran away.

Then I decided this was part of my job, and I had to just get it over
with. I took the toilet paper and got on my knees in front of Dharma. I
had to lift her belly up to remove the bucket. Then I crawled under 
her, feeling her heavy belly rest on my back. I had to move aside the 
bulges of fat on my way to her crotch. Her skin touching me on all 
sided, I felt almost submerged when I finally got to her vagina. Her 
lady parts were surprisingly small and she had very little pubic hair. 
I wiped her clean and wiggled back from underneath her. Jim thanked me 
when I re-emerged and took the paper and bucket away. Dharma was 
unfazed and kept watching the TV as she skidded back on the couch and 
put the gown back over her body. 

The rest of the afternoon I did small household chores, mostly 
cleaning. Dharma watched TV and Jim spend most of his time sitting in
his chair, talking to me about everything and anything. When I wanted
to rest, I sat down on the floor with my back against the couch, next
to Dharma's leg. Jim's chair was on my left side. While he was talking
to me, he sat down with his legs wide. From my low angle I could see
he was naked under his bath robe. His cock and testicles were laying 
gently on the edge of the chair under his heavy belly. While Jim kept
talking, I wondered when was the last time he had seen his own manhood.

Before dinner Jim said it was time to wash Dharma. We got a new bucket,
a towel and a washing cloth. Jim supported her while she leaned 
forward. I had to use the cloth to wash her everywhere. Jim made sure
I lifted every bulge and meticulously scrubbed underneath. Again I
crawled under her and I washed her vagina. Jim had me reach farther
to scrub her asshole too. An hour later, I had to crawl under again 
because Dharma had to poop. I grew quickly accustomed to be having to
touch Dharma everywhere and her body touching me.

Dharma stayed sitting on the couch for the night. I followed Jim 
upstairs to the only bedroom in the house. Jim walked slowly and he
was nearly out of breath when he reached the top of the stairs. The
bedroom was very small. There was a single bed and a mattress on the
floor against the other wall, with only a small space between them.
There were no sheets to be found and Jim didn't mention them, so I
figured the heating would stay on for the night. Jim pointed me to
the floor mattress and turned off the light when I layed down.

In the faint light coming through a window, I could see him take off
his bath robe and move between our beds. His belly hoovered above me
before he climbed onto his bed and layed down on his back. For a while
it was silent, with only the sound of Jim's heavy breathing. Then I
could hear a brushing sound of skin-on-skin touching. Jim's breathing
went faster until he was almost gasping for air. I was well awake, 
knowing that he was obviously masturbating. I wondered if he thought I
was asleep or that he just didn't care, or that he maybe had forgotten 
that I was there. I kept quiet but fell asleep only much later.

I was awoken early by the morning light. I could still hear Jim's heavy
breathing, so I figured he was still asleep. I got up to take a look.
He was laying on his back with his eyes closed. His cock was laying 
sideways on his thigh. It was limp, but looked quite big anyway. On the
bottom of his belly and in his pubic hair were patches of dry sperm. I
moved away quietly and went downstairs.

Dharma was already watching TV. Jim followed shortly after me, back to
wearing his bath robe. He was cheeful and chatty again and started 
making breakfast. We started the daily cycle of eating, washing Dharma,
and handling her bathroom breaks. However, now every time I was on my
hands and knees to wash her or wipe her vagina, I felt Jim's hand on my 
back, waist or butt, semi-innocently asking if I was all right and if I
needed anything. I didn't say anything, as he didn't seem to mean any
harm.

That afternoon they had groceries delivered to the house. I was putting
them into the cupboards when I realized that these people never left 
the house. They never even looked out of the window and just kept 
living in this tiny little bubble.

After another day of cleaning the house and Dharma, I washed myself and
got upstairs to lay down. When Jim came into the room, he didn't turn
off the light, but sat down on the bed and asked if I could do him a
favor. "I'm very ashamed to ask you this", he said, "especially because
you're such a young and innocent girl". "But I have been feeling alone
lately", he seemed to have trouble finding the right words, "ever since
Dharma got so big, we haven't been able to be... close, you know what I
mean?". I nodded. "So, I've been longing for a woman's touch for a long
time". "I can relief myself, but I remember it being so much better 
with a woman". "Would you be open to the idea of ...helping me out". 
"To... give me a hand, so to speak?"

I hesitated, but his genuine friendliness and honesty let me give in.
After I said yes, Jim's eyes lit up, and he helped me sit down in front
of him. He undid his bath robe and revealed his big belly towering 
above me. His cock, wedged between his belly and thighs, lay on the 
edge of the bed, looking down on me as it were. I got up on my knees, 
he took my hand and brought it to his cock, where he couldn't see.
I wrapped my hand around it and started to massage it. I felt it grow
in my hand. Jim leaned back to give me more room to jerk it up and 
down. He started breathing faster again and soon he ejaculated. His 
sperm flew through the air and hit me in the shoulder. A second squirt
hit my belly. Jim took a while to catch his breath and got me a paper
towel to clean myself off.

The next morning Jim's cock was erect. I felt like touching it, 
stroking she shaft and caressing his balls. But I didn't want to wake
Jim up, so I left for downstairs. During the day, Jim was constantly 
making excuses to touch me. Supporting me when I was washing Dharma,
or wiping an imaginary spot from my cheek. The groceries were delivered
again, and while unpacking I found a pack of condoms. I didn't dare
to mention it to Jim, so I left it in the kitchen for him to find it. I
wondered if he was planning to use them with me.

That night, Jim waited for me in the bedroom. He was naked and already
had a condom in his hand. He asked if he could see me naked. I took
my bra off and stepped out of my panties. Jim admired my body and was
stroking his cock. Our bodies couldn't be more different. Me, skinny,
small and my skin browned by the sun. Him, big and fat and with a pale
color from being always inside. Still I felt attracted to him in some
weird way. He asked if I would get on his bed so he could make love to
me. Secretly I had already decided I would, ever since I saw the pack 
of condoms.

I got on the bed, Jim sat on the edge and put his hands all over me. 
Feeling my skin, my breasts, my stomach and my pussy. Then he pulled me
on my stomach and put me on my hands and knees. With some effort, he 
climbed behind me onto the bed. I felt his hands on my hips. Then I 
felt his belly rest on my but, before his cock prodded my pussy. He
pulled my hips closer and he entered me. His cock moved in and out of 
me while his belly chaved my lower back. Jim started breathing heavily
again when he tried to increase the pace. With every thrust he put 
more weight on my back. Soon I was flat on my stomach, as Jim put his
full weight onto me. My legs were spread and he kept plowing into me
until he finally came. He gasped for air, while he still lay on top of
me, slowly recovering from his orgasm. I could barely breathe with his
crushing weight on top of me. But I was satisfied, feeling his cock 
slowly grow smaller in my pussy.

The next morning Jim was awake before me. I was wedged between him and
the wall. He was stroking me and telling me how good I made him feel 
last night. He said it was such a long time he had had such a moment 
with Dharma, and that he was sad he couldn't please her like he used 
to. 

Later that day, after we had just helped Dharma empty her bowels. Jim
veered up out of his chair, more quickly than I could have imagined for
a man of his weight. "I've got it" he exclaimed, "I know how Dharma and
I can make love again!". "Through you!" he yelled, looking at me. I
didn't understand, but Jim already went to Dharma, telling her they 
could make love again and instructing her to move. He pulled on her and
help her skid a bit sideways on the couch and have her lean backwards.
He took off her gown and with a lot of effort pushed one of her legs
up on the couch.

Dharma was now almost laying on her back and had her legs spread. Her
vagina was still deeply buried under her belly. Jim then instructed me
to take off my panties and get on my back on the remaining part of the
couch. Then he told me to get under her and kiss her. "That way", he
said, "you can satisfy her and I can sastisfy you!". I finally got a
picture of what he wanted to do. And it turned me on.

On my back I slid head first under Dharma's belly. I pushed my head 
between her thighs and moved through a tunnel of skin and fat towards
her vagina. Meanwhile I could feel Jim position himself between my 
legs. In the darkness I reached her vagina by touch, I had to arch my
head back to reach her clitoris. I had already spent some time there in
her crotch, but this time was different, now I wanted to smell and 
taste her.

I felt Jim move into me. I knew he had forgotten to put on a condom, 
but I didn't care anymore. I spread my legs to get him in easily. I
kept licking and sucking Dharma's clitoris, while my nose pushed a
little bit inside her vagina. I felt her belly heavy on my chest, and
Jim's belly felt heavy on my stomach. I was being crushed by their 
weight and their sex on both ends. I kept licking Dharma feverishly 
until I could feel Jim come inside me. That's when I came aswell, and
I could only imagine that Dharma was orgasming too.

I moved out from under Dharma. My face was wet from her juices and 
sweat. We were all three out of breath. Jim held me and hugged me 
between him and Dharma. All three satisfied. I knew I was going to have
to work hard to get my community service done, but I was looking 
forward to it.