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Delights of the Night Ft. Osmar Pt. 1 (ENG)

Published: July 17th 2024, 4:53:49 pm

It was a quiet night at Osmar's house. The wind blew gently outside the window as he settled into his couch, ready to indulge in a night of culinary pleasure. Despite weighing only 150 pounds, Osmar stayed in shape thanks to his exercise routine, which allowed him to give in to his cravings without major concerns.

First, he started with what was in his refrigerator. He pulled out the leftovers from the previous night's dinner: a meat lasagna with extra cheese his grandmother had prepared. He devoured it in minutes. Then, he moved on to a tray of sushi he had bought the night before, savoring each bite as if it were his last.

Osmar's hunger didn't stop there. He headed to the pantry and found a bag of potato chips, a box of chocolate cookies, and an apple pie he had been saving for a special occasion. Everything quickly disappeared under his voracious appetite.

But he wasn't satisfied. Despite having emptied almost his entire refrigerator, he felt he could still eat more. So he decided to call his favorite pizzeria and order a large pepperoni pizza, a couple of dozen spicy wings, and a personal soda. He couldn't wait for them to arrive.

While he waited, he felt a mix of excitement and anticipation. The idea of the food arriving, hot and delicious, filled him with an indescribable thrill. Finally, the doorbell rang. Osmar ran to the door and received the feast he had ordered.

When he opened the door, the delivery guy couldn't help but notice Osmar's condition. His clothes were visibly tight, with grease stains from the food he had previously devoured. His shirt was barely holding on, the buttons struggling to stay closed, and his pants seemed ready to burst. His belly was sticking out from under his shirt, showing some light stretch marks. The delivery guy, surprised but professional, handed him the boxes with a smile that reflected a hint of curiosity and intrigue.

"You look very handsome like that," the delivery guy said encouragingly, with a glint in his eye. "If you need more food, just give us a call. There's nothing like enjoying a good meal, right?"

Osmar, blushing but pleased by the compliment, gave him a generous tip and said goodbye with a warm "see you soon."

He sat on the living room floor, surrounded by the pizza, wings, and soda, and began to eat eagerly. Every bite made him feel fuller and happier. The mix of flavors, the crunchy and soft textures, the spiciness of the wings… everything filled him with deep satisfaction.

As he continued to eat, his excitement and pleasure reached such heights that he felt like he was in heaven. He felt so full he could barely move, but also incredibly aroused. His appetite had led him to experience all this, and he liked it. Unable to contain himself any longer, in a burst of euphoria and satiety, Osmar reached an unexpected climax, a surprising end to a night of pure indulgence.

After eating, while lying back satisfied and exhausted, he took his damp boxers and dried them, remembering the climax he had reached. A thought crossed his mind. What would happen if he called the delivery guy again? The night was still young, and who knows what other delights he could taste.