fionabrown
04-21-2005, 5:47 AM
Patrick was losing all notion of time. Had he been here for 30 minutes? An hour? Time passed slowly, he knew that. He felt like he'd been trapped between these sweaty buttocks for hours. He could only just breathe, and it was hot. So hot. Sweaty and nasty. And he was stuck.
For a while he'd tried to pull away. The woman had pulled him by his arms and squeezed his face in between her huge buttocks. They were so meaty and heavy. His arms were firmy pinned under her flabby stomach, they were truly jammed in. Anytime he'd tried to pull away she'd scooted back a little and pulled him deeper for next time. At one point he even thought she'd pull his arms from their sockets. Her strength scared him. He'd given up escape.
Since then he'd resigned himself to lying face down deep between the sweaty maw. Sometimes she'd put her legs together over his back - squeezing his neck. Other times he sensed her stretching her legs wide apart, making her buttocks compress and squeezing his face tight.
-=--=-=--=-
Madeleine was in no hurry - the night was young. She was more than comfortable dozing on her front, with the student's face wedged in tight. She'd only planned to lie like this for a minute, but he'd struggled so much. Well, she thought, she'd teach him a lesson. And this lesson would be nothing compared to what was in store. Plus it gave her plenty of time to think about it, imagine it. She almost forgot where she was for a while. Madeleine was sure the student hadn't forgotten though.
The clock caught her eye. She had been like this for almost an hour, and she was hot and sweaty. She could feel the liquid sweat all over. She lifted herself forwards, allowing the student's face to slip out and flop forwards onto the bed.
In only a few seconds she had him on his back and she positioned herself above him, leaning back. The mirror in the corner caught her eye and she got up and grabbed it, placing it at the headboard.
The student was watching her, but hadnt moved. Madeleine gave little thought to it and within moments was over him again. She placed her big feet on his wrists, and pushed her bottom up in the air above his head. Her weight crushed his wrists into the mattress. He wouldn't be escaping from that. She supported herself by her elbows and stretched her neck up to look down at the mirror. She could see her buttocks hanging down, above the students face. She could see him looking right at them, staring.
-=-==-=-=-
Patrick was indeed staring. He knew how firmly he was pinned, and he was looking up at those huge cheeks. More than that, he was looking at the cleft between them. That deep, oily, sweaty cleft. There were no other thoughts in his mind.
-=-=-=-=-
Madeleine stayed in position for a while, listening to his breathing, and listening to hers. She slowly lowered her buttocks down towards the trapped face. The skin of her cheeks made contact as the sweaty skin touched the students's face. She watched carefully in the mirror as her buttocks pressed against him. Her cheeks were squashed together and pressing down. She lowered herself a little more, so easily. Watching in the mirror, she observed how the students head was beginning to be pressed down by her weight into the mattress. She paused for a moment, thinking about how he would soon disappear when she crushed him with her full weight.
She allowed her weight to press down some more so very slowly, as her buttocks gently parted and began to eat that face, to swallow it whole. Well lubricated by her oily sweat, her downwards movement now spread her cheeks further around the students face. There was no doubting her size and weight, and the easy power she had. A head was no match for her huge fleshy buttocks.
She lowered those buttocks some more. She was not even close to relaxed yet, still holding up much of her weight. Yet those buttocks had spread wide around the students face, almost down to his ears, and her meaty cheeks were effortlessly pressing him down. She wiggled her bottom a bit while pushing down, scooping forwards and back a little, doing her best to envelope his whole head. Her buttocks were around his ears, and his whole head was disappearing into the mattress. Such a slow process, she wondered if she would get to full weight sitting before having to let the student breathe.
She leaned some more weight down, satisfied that her cheeks were now pushing onto the mattress, with the student underneath. She imagined when fullweight that she'd only be able to see some of his hair - how his head would be bent back deep into the mattress under her immense weight.
Feeling the panic below her, she increased the weight for a few moments. She was still far from full weight sitting yet, and was looking forward to it tremendously. This would be long and slow.
But first she lifted her buttocks up and off, hearing the gasping below her.
"No, please, no" said the student. She knew it was too much for him.
So she lowered her immense buttocks down again, more quickly this time, wiggling and scooping to envelope him as deeply as possible. The gradually increased the weight down, more and more.
Within 10 seconds she was able to relax the weight from her feet. She was now lying back, still supported by her elbows, but fully squashing the students face into that cheap, soft mattress, under her weighty bottom. This was what life was all about.
She stretched out her legs and lifted them into the air. Then she stretched them out again. She knew that the pressure on the student's face must be immense. But he hadn't felt anything yet. It would soon be time to sit forward, and really squash him down, with the massive weight of her body right above him.
She relaxed herself down, lowering her body right down onto the students puny, bony body. She was now lying flat on her back on top of him, face supremely squashed underneath her bottom, and whole body mashed under her. It was a good feeling.
Madeleine spent some time like this, lifting herself up, lifting her bottom up, but always relaxing down on his face. There was no escape from her fat, flabby, fleshy buttocks. She put her legs together, then stretched them up and wide apart. She arched her back, pressing her bottom down. She bounced and wriggled. The student had no chance to speak and voice his desire, or objection, or whatever noise would come out. Madeleine didnt really care.
After several minutes she decided it was time for the real fun to begin.
She gave the student almost a whole minute to breathe, and then once again lowered herself down onto him, making sure she was spread around his face. She stretched her legs out, and down, together and began to push herself up with her elbows.
She pushed herself up, shifting her weight towards her middle - multiplying the pressure on the students face. Madeleine was soon sitting up almost straight, and pressing down immensely heavily into the mattress. She brought her knees up and completed the scene.
She looked forwards, and could indeed see some hair poking up from under her, up from deep in the mattress. The student now had her full weight concentrated on his head. Entire, substantial, immoveable. Those 3 words rang through her head. Madeleine relaxed.
====
hope youre enjoying
f
x
For a while he'd tried to pull away. The woman had pulled him by his arms and squeezed his face in between her huge buttocks. They were so meaty and heavy. His arms were firmy pinned under her flabby stomach, they were truly jammed in. Anytime he'd tried to pull away she'd scooted back a little and pulled him deeper for next time. At one point he even thought she'd pull his arms from their sockets. Her strength scared him. He'd given up escape.
Since then he'd resigned himself to lying face down deep between the sweaty maw. Sometimes she'd put her legs together over his back - squeezing his neck. Other times he sensed her stretching her legs wide apart, making her buttocks compress and squeezing his face tight.
-=--=-=--=-
Madeleine was in no hurry - the night was young. She was more than comfortable dozing on her front, with the student's face wedged in tight. She'd only planned to lie like this for a minute, but he'd struggled so much. Well, she thought, she'd teach him a lesson. And this lesson would be nothing compared to what was in store. Plus it gave her plenty of time to think about it, imagine it. She almost forgot where she was for a while. Madeleine was sure the student hadn't forgotten though.
The clock caught her eye. She had been like this for almost an hour, and she was hot and sweaty. She could feel the liquid sweat all over. She lifted herself forwards, allowing the student's face to slip out and flop forwards onto the bed.
In only a few seconds she had him on his back and she positioned herself above him, leaning back. The mirror in the corner caught her eye and she got up and grabbed it, placing it at the headboard.
The student was watching her, but hadnt moved. Madeleine gave little thought to it and within moments was over him again. She placed her big feet on his wrists, and pushed her bottom up in the air above his head. Her weight crushed his wrists into the mattress. He wouldn't be escaping from that. She supported herself by her elbows and stretched her neck up to look down at the mirror. She could see her buttocks hanging down, above the students face. She could see him looking right at them, staring.
-=-==-=-=-
Patrick was indeed staring. He knew how firmly he was pinned, and he was looking up at those huge cheeks. More than that, he was looking at the cleft between them. That deep, oily, sweaty cleft. There were no other thoughts in his mind.
-=-=-=-=-
Madeleine stayed in position for a while, listening to his breathing, and listening to hers. She slowly lowered her buttocks down towards the trapped face. The skin of her cheeks made contact as the sweaty skin touched the students's face. She watched carefully in the mirror as her buttocks pressed against him. Her cheeks were squashed together and pressing down. She lowered herself a little more, so easily. Watching in the mirror, she observed how the students head was beginning to be pressed down by her weight into the mattress. She paused for a moment, thinking about how he would soon disappear when she crushed him with her full weight.
She allowed her weight to press down some more so very slowly, as her buttocks gently parted and began to eat that face, to swallow it whole. Well lubricated by her oily sweat, her downwards movement now spread her cheeks further around the students face. There was no doubting her size and weight, and the easy power she had. A head was no match for her huge fleshy buttocks.
She lowered those buttocks some more. She was not even close to relaxed yet, still holding up much of her weight. Yet those buttocks had spread wide around the students face, almost down to his ears, and her meaty cheeks were effortlessly pressing him down. She wiggled her bottom a bit while pushing down, scooping forwards and back a little, doing her best to envelope his whole head. Her buttocks were around his ears, and his whole head was disappearing into the mattress. Such a slow process, she wondered if she would get to full weight sitting before having to let the student breathe.
She leaned some more weight down, satisfied that her cheeks were now pushing onto the mattress, with the student underneath. She imagined when fullweight that she'd only be able to see some of his hair - how his head would be bent back deep into the mattress under her immense weight.
Feeling the panic below her, she increased the weight for a few moments. She was still far from full weight sitting yet, and was looking forward to it tremendously. This would be long and slow.
But first she lifted her buttocks up and off, hearing the gasping below her.
"No, please, no" said the student. She knew it was too much for him.
So she lowered her immense buttocks down again, more quickly this time, wiggling and scooping to envelope him as deeply as possible. The gradually increased the weight down, more and more.
Within 10 seconds she was able to relax the weight from her feet. She was now lying back, still supported by her elbows, but fully squashing the students face into that cheap, soft mattress, under her weighty bottom. This was what life was all about.
She stretched out her legs and lifted them into the air. Then she stretched them out again. She knew that the pressure on the student's face must be immense. But he hadn't felt anything yet. It would soon be time to sit forward, and really squash him down, with the massive weight of her body right above him.
She relaxed herself down, lowering her body right down onto the students puny, bony body. She was now lying flat on her back on top of him, face supremely squashed underneath her bottom, and whole body mashed under her. It was a good feeling.
Madeleine spent some time like this, lifting herself up, lifting her bottom up, but always relaxing down on his face. There was no escape from her fat, flabby, fleshy buttocks. She put her legs together, then stretched them up and wide apart. She arched her back, pressing her bottom down. She bounced and wriggled. The student had no chance to speak and voice his desire, or objection, or whatever noise would come out. Madeleine didnt really care.
After several minutes she decided it was time for the real fun to begin.
She gave the student almost a whole minute to breathe, and then once again lowered herself down onto him, making sure she was spread around his face. She stretched her legs out, and down, together and began to push herself up with her elbows.
She pushed herself up, shifting her weight towards her middle - multiplying the pressure on the students face. Madeleine was soon sitting up almost straight, and pressing down immensely heavily into the mattress. She brought her knees up and completed the scene.
She looked forwards, and could indeed see some hair poking up from under her, up from deep in the mattress. The student now had her full weight concentrated on his head. Entire, substantial, immoveable. Those 3 words rang through her head. Madeleine relaxed.
====
hope youre enjoying
f
x