Lone Stranger
11-12-2011, 9:43 PM
Cul-de Sac Living
Part 3
By Lone Stranger
Vickie had planned this party and she couldn’t help but use that as an excuse to show off Stanley and what she could do to him. All the ladies in the neighborhood were invited. All the women in Vickie’s neighborhood could have models they were so beautiful. It was a somewhat formal affair so all the ladies were dressed in stylish clothes with heels and hose.
Vickie wanted to do something that would really impress the women and she came up with something that would both impress and shock them. When she greeted each of her guests at the door she had Stanley laying sideways on his back right in front of the door, and she was standing perfectly balanced right on his face in her sexiest sling-back stiletto pumps! Each of her guests had to step right up on his chest to enter the house and greet Vickie. All of them were shocked by this sight, they could see Stanley was in a lot of pain with both of Vickie’s heels drilling into his forehead and the balls of her feet mashing down the rest of his face. But she just stood there seemingly unaware of the pain she was causing Stanley as stood heavily perched upon his face as she greeted each of her guests as they arrived.
Most were reluctant to step on Stanley, but with Vickie’s encouragement finally did. Some just stepped up on his chest and shook Vickie’s hand or gave her a small hug and then stepped down. There were a lot of comments like “Doesn’t that hurt him?” as their spike heels dug into his chest. To which, Vickie answered “Oh, yes, quite a bit, but don’t worry I do it all the time!” Some walked around a little in their spike-heeled shoes or boots and could watch his body twitch or spasm, but that was the only indication of the pain it was causing Stanley, as they couldn’t really see his face with Vickie standing on it the way she was. They learned from their stumbling and wobbling about that it was harder to walk on someone in heels than they thought. They were amazed that Vickie could maintain such balance on his face, to which Vickie just said she had a lot of practice. A few wouldn’t walk on him, for fear of hurting him, preferring instead to ease around him.
But there were a few who reveled in the idea. One such person was Doreen, a tall, slender, 130lb. woman with shoulder length black hair wearing a white blouse, a chocolate colored short skirt, coffee stockings, and black calf length boots with pencil thin heels. She bounced right up on Stanley’s chest and walked all around on it and said, “Wow! This is really neat. Do you do this all the time?“
To which Vickie answered, “Several hours everyday!”
“This is really fun!” Doreen said, “I could really get into this! She pranced about some more transferring her weight from her heels to her toes as she struggled to maintain her balance and then settled down and just talked to Vickie for a while as she just stood on Stanley’s chest completely uncaring as to the pain poor Stanley might be suffering. She seemed reluctant to step down and in fact had to be pressured to do so by the next woman who wanted to enter the house.
Another woman thrilled by the act of standing and walking on Stanley was Ashley, a petite blonde with long wavy hair of shoulder length and a dynamite body and face that was so pretty it made you melt just to look at her. But perhaps she was just a little naive. I wouldn’t say she was ditzy, but she had a way of looking at things that wasn’t entirely rational. She was wearing a bright colored skirt with a print pattern and a cyan blouse. Topping it all off or bottoming it out was skimpy sandals with 4” very thin heels and suntan stockings. She stepped right up on his chest and carefully walked around. She walked carefully because she was afraid of falling, not because she thought walking on him with her 110lbs on narrow spike heels might hurt like hell. In fact she commented about amazed she was that she could walk on him with out it hurting, as she was bouncing up and down on his chest like a little girl. She was having a lot of fun and thanked Vickie for letting her play. She assumed, of course, that Vickie wouldn’t do something that hurt someone. And Stanley was in no position to say anything with
Vickie standing full weight on his face like she was. Stanley was doing all he could do to maintain consciousness.
After a bit of prancing around, Ashley just settled down on Stanley’s chest and giggled and talked with Vickie for a while completely forgetting about the guy she was standing on. In fact after a while she stood with all her weight on one foot while she subconsciously dug the heel of the other foot into Stanley’s chest. After a while she too was pressured into stepping down to make room for someone else. As she was stepping down she slipped a little and slid the heel of her right foot all the way down Stanley’s side tearing his shirt and leaving a big red mark all down his side. But not to worry she didn’t hurt herself. No one seemed to worry about the searing pain Stanley had to endure as her thin heel with all her weight behind it slid down his side. His scream of pain was muffled by Vickie’s shoe, as she stood right on his mouth.
After the ladies assembled, Vickie stepped down from Stanley and mingled with her guests. Stanley used this time to try and recover from the painful ordeal he had just been put through and admire all the pretty women assembled here. He didn’t get much time to recover though as soon Vickie came looking for him so she could stand on his face while she gave her presentation.
She had him lay down on the floor behind the presentation table on his back with his feet away from the table. This time she was going to stand on his face the other way with her heels sinking into either side of his chin and the balls of her feet on his eyes and forehead. As she unceremoniously stepped up onto Stanley’s face with her considerable weight and settled her sharp heels into his chin, Stanley could be heard to groan loudly.
She stood on his face the whole time she was making her presentation. While she was talking she shifted her weight and moved her feet around constantly. She stepped in his mouth with her killer heels more than once and she stood right on Stanley’s nose a number of times sometimes even twisting her weight on it. Stanley was moaning and groaning all the time, but she just ignored him and continued with her demonstration. The other women were amazed at how well Vickie maintained her balance on his face.
By the time she finished her presentation and stepped down from Stanley’s face he was nearly unconscious and his face was a complete mess. He had two deep indentations in his chin from where her heels were standing and two more on his forehead where she was standing earlier. His face was kind of black, partly from the dirt on the bottom of her shoes and partly from the bruising that was starting to make itself apparent and his whole face was puffy and swollen from having supported so much weight for so long.
After the presentation Vickie had Stanley lay in the middle of the living room floor so others could make use of him. People were milling around and most of the conversation was not about cosmetics, but rather about Stanley. They discussed how he lived right here in the neighborhood and how most of them just ignored him because he didn’t have a sexual partner and how he was perfect for Vickie, because of her unusual tendencies. They were amazed at how well Vickie could maintain her balance on his face and even more amazed that he allowed it. Most of them didn’t try to step on him though, but a few though would step on him just to see what it was like and then get down and some would step on him and walk over him just to get to the other side. None of them tried to step on his face although a couple tried just resting their foot on his face just to see what it felt like to put your foot in someone’s face. No one really considered Stanley. After all he wasn’t tied down and if he let them do it then, I guess they would do it.
None of them tried to step on his face, that is, until Doreen game along. She delighted in walking up the full length of his body, even stepping on his face as she walked over that too. She found it very hard to walk on a human body in her three-inch stiletto heeled boots. She wobbled and twisted all the way. On lookers could see the excruciating pain in Stanley’s face as Doreen wobbled and twisted her heels into his body as she made her way over him, but Doreen paid that no mind; after all that’s what he is here for and besides this was way too much fun.
After walking the length of his body and stepping down from his face she turned around, stepped back on his face and walked back down his body. She must have done that ten times altogether. The final trip she tried standing on Stanley’s face with both booted feet, but she fell off after a little while, but not before stomping hard right on his nose in an attempt to maintain her balance.
Another one who found delight in walking on Stanley’s face was Amanda. Like Doreen she walked up the length of his body and face. In her stiletto heeled sandals she found walking on Stanley even harder than Doreen had. In fact one time she slipped on his face and fell down. Her ass landed heavily right on Stanley’s face. It’s a wonder his head didn’t pop like a melon. Now you’d think if someone found themselves sitting right on a person’s face you would hurry and scramble off, but Amanda, caught up in the joy of the moment, and not being hurt as Stanley’s face effectively broke her fall, just broke into a fit of giggling. She continued to sit on Stanley’s face a long time until she settled down. When she fell, her light summer skirt flew up in the air and she landed on his face in her thong panties with his nose being jammed deep into her ass crack where he could easily smell her strong scented ass. When Amanda finally tried to get up she slipped and fell back onto his face with a thud landing in the same manner with his nose jammed right up her crack. Another giggling attack ensued as she wriggled about on Stanley’s face. At last she finally made it to her feet and immediately stepped right back on Stanley’s face and continued her trip down his body. By the time Amanda tired of walking on Stanley his face and body were covered with footprints and heel marks.
Later several of the girls were questioning Vickie about how she got Stanley to submit to such treatment. She told them she had a strong power over him and he would do anything she asked. “Anything?” some of the girls questioned.
“Here I’ll prove it you,” Vickie volunteered. She called Stanley over and told him to kneel before her. She turned her back, hiked up her skirt, and pulled down her panties. She bent over some and ordered Stanley to lick her ass. Stanley hesitated a little with all the ladies looking on and then pressed his face into her ass and started taking long tongue strokes up and down her ass.
“Ewe!!” Amanda squealed’ “That must taste terrible!”
“Naw, he thinks it tastes delicious,” Vickie ventured as she told Stanley to put his tongue in her asshole and lick that out.
“Goll..ly! He really likes the taste!!” Amanda observed. The other women weren’t gullible enough to believe that he really liked the taste, but they were impressed with Vickie’s power over him.
Stanley thought, “Delicious, hell! It tastes like shit and sweat!” but he knew this was not the place to offer conflicting testimony. These were beautiful women and he wasn’t about to do anything to louse this up. So he bit his lip, kept quiet and thrust his tongue deep into Vickie’s sour tasting hole. Had he known that Amanda was going to take it so literally he might have chosen differently.
“I wanna try it” Amanda begged. “Make him lick my ass! Amanda pleaded.
“OK, Vickie offered, “Hike up your skirt and pull down your pants.”
Amanda couldn’t wait to comply as she delightedly hiked up her skirt, pulled down her thong and thrust her ass out for Stanley. She didn’t seem to have a reservation about baring her ass to a strange man. Of course, if that man is about to put his tongue up your ass, you aren’t the one who should have reservations. Vickie pulled Stanley’s face from her ass and said, “Amanda wants you to demonstrate your talent by licking her ass.”
“God I didn’t know I was going to be passed about the room from ass to ass!” Stanley thought. Still he dutifully knelt behind Amanda and stuck his tongue deep into her inviting ass and started licking with long strokes up and down her ass crack. It smelt strong and tasted bitter and of salt and sweat.
Amanda gushed and giggled and said, “Oh my God! That feels so good!” And when Stanley stuck his tongue in her asshole she squealed and said, “I can feel his tongue right up inside my ass! God that feels good! I wonder how my ass tastes!”
“It must be pretty good,” Vickie ventured, “The way he’s munching away at it.”
“Oooo I don’t care,” Amanda cooed, “as long as he doesn’t ever stop!”
Stanley sucked and licked at Amanda’s asshole a long time till all the flavor was gone and finally, exhausted, he pulled his tongue from her ass and sat back on his haunches. Amanda was worn to a frazzle. She had experienced at least one orgasm and maybe more, and she was plain tuckered out from the constant pleasure she was feeling. She had to go sit down and rest.
None of the other women yelled, “Me next!” although several of them thought seriously about it, just to see what it felt like. Seeing as how exhausted Stanley looked. They figured that they would catch him sometime at home, when he was more rested and there wasn’t so much of a crowd around.
As all the women were drinking wine and after a while it started to work on them, a queue was starting to develop about the bathroom door. Vickie, seeing Amanda and Doreen in line and realizing that they had been most receptive before saw another opportunity to show off some. She pulled Doreen and Amanda from line and told them she a way that they wouldn’t have to wait so long. They followed her into another room. Doreen had to go bad and there were still three or four people in front of her in line so she was receptive to a faster way. Amanda had to go, but she wasn’t desperate as Doreen, but she was curious. She wondered if Vickie didn’t have another toilet squirreled away back here somewhere.
You can imagine their surprise when all they found in the other room was Stanley kneeling upright in the center of the room with his head tilted back looking at the ceiling. As Vickie closed the door she said, “We can use Stanley here.” Doreen and Amanda looked at each other with puzzled looks and then Doreen’s face lit up as she began to realize what Vickie meant.
“Oh, you can’t be serious! That’s disgusting. You can’t really be serious about doing that to another human being!” Doreen protested and she would have left the room right away, but she just realized that she lost her place in line and she had to go really bad. So she stayed a little longer hoping there was another option.
Amanda was still in a state of wonder as she said, “Serious about what? What’s disgusting?”
“Oh, don’t worry,” Vickie assured them, “We do this all the time. Here, I’ll demonstrate.” Saying that Vickie hiked up her skirt, pulled down her pants and seated her bare ass right on Stanley’s upturned face. She wriggled around some to get in the right position and told Stanley to open wide. Stanley suddenly had to deal with all of Vickie’s weight on his upturned face bending his neck even further backward threatening to break his neck and with his nose pressed tight to Vickie’s asshole, he was breathing her very ripe scent. Then Vickie began to piss in his open mouth. As the bitter, slightly salty tasting urine fist struck his taste buds Stanley started to balk, but as the full flow continued to pour into his mouth he was more concerned with not choking on the copious flow and concentrated on drinking as fast as he could.
Doreen looked on in awe at the thought that one human being would do that to another.
A light bulb suddenly went off in Amanda’s head as it suddenly dawned on her what she was seeing. “OH MY GOD!!” Amanda exclaimed. “She is peeing in his mouth!! I can’t believe he likes the taste of that too!! Look at him drink it all down!”
Vickie pissed a long time in Stanley’s mouth, as her bladder, like her friends, was fairly full. Stanley struggled to drink it all. It didn’t seem like it from his point of view, but she slowed her flow slightly so as not to drown Stanley. When she slowed to a stop and Stanley dutifully licked her clean, Vickie got off Stanley’s face. Stanley groaned as the oppressive weight left his face. As Vickie pulled up her pants and straightened her skirt she looked at Doreen and said, “Your turn!”
Doreen insisted that she couldn’t do that to someone, but Vickie assured her that she pissed in Stanley’s mouth all the time. Everyday. Between Vickie’s insisting and Doreen’s need to pee she finally relinquished. She hiked up her skirt and pulled down her pants and sat her naked ass on Stanley’s waiting face. Now, if you would have told Doreen a day ago that she would just stick her naked ass in someone’s face and let them smell it, she would have told you that you were crazy, she would never do that. But here she was putting her naked ass in Stanley’s face. In her mind she completely dehumanized him and treated him just like any inanimate object. That was the only way she could accept what she was doing and what she was about to do. Stanley was just a toilet and Doreen gave him no more mind than she would any other toilet. The fact that her naked asshole was pressing with all her weight into his nose and she could even feel the cool air rushing over her strong smelling asshole and into his waiting nose was lost on her. His face was just a seat, a warm comfortable seat.
But, even though she thought Stanley was just something to piss in, something was wrong. Maybe it was just the odd situation, but bad as Doreen had to piss, she couldn’t let go. Maybe it was the audience who knows, but the harder she tried to more her bladder muscles refused to release. “I don’t know what’s wrong,” she complained, “but I just can’t go.”
“I’ve had that happen before,” Vickie said, “you just need to relax more. Try moving your asshole over his open mouth and let him ream you out some. That usually works for me.”
“If you think that’ll help.” Doreen said, glad to try anything to get some relief. She slid her aromatic asshole over Stanley’s gaping mouth. Stanley got to find out first hand what Doreen’s asshole tastes like as he plunged his tongue deep into her waiting asshole. Doreen nearly peed right then as there. I guess there is nothing like having someone stick their tongue in your asshole to make you lose your inhibitions about degrading them. Doreen was torn between her need to pee and her love of the nice warm tongue caressing the inside of her asshole. After a while the need to pee won out and she replaced her pussy over Stanley’s gaping mouth and let loose with a torrent of hot piss right down Stanley’s throat. Stanley struggled to drink it all, but was losing the battle as Doreen pissed in his mouth like she had a fire hose. Stanley began to choke and Vickie had to caution Doreen so slow down some, as she could pee faster that Stanley could drink. Doreen said, “Well that’s something that’s going to have to change!” Apparently she had already made up her mind that she was going to be doing this again. Still she pinched off her flow a minute, just enough time for Stanley to get it back together and then she let go like a fire hose again. This on again off again scenario continued for a long time until at last she had successfully emptied her bladder into Stanley’s mouth and after the last few drops subsided she had Stanley lick her pussy clean and then slid forward and allowed him to finish cleaning her tasty asshole.
This continued until the impatient Amanda began urging her to hurry up. It was her turn now and she had to pee too. Reluctantly Doreen gave up her comfortable seat on Stanley’s face and made room for the impatient Amanda who practically launched herself onto Stanley’s face.
As soon as Amanda was situated on Stanley’s face she let go with a torrent of hot girl pee right into Stanley’s mouth. She too had to be cautioned to slow down her flow or she would overwhelm him and make a mess on the floor. She slowed it as best as she could, but she too had a very full bladder and peed a long time into Stanley’s mouth. It didn’t particularly excite her to pee in another person’s mouth, but it didn’t bother her either. It was just that she had to pee and this was just a way to do it. She never considered whether it was uncomfortable for Stanley on not, but she figured he must like the taste or he wouldn’t do it.
By the time she finished and got off Stanley’s face, Stanley was in quite a bit of stress. His stomach was stretched tight from consuming the full bladders of three girls. He was in somewhat pain and he felt like he couldn’t even move. To top it all off his breath smelled like a urinal. He had never drunk that much piss before. He had never drank that much of anything before. He just knelt there trying not to throw up.
Vickie pushed him over on his back, and being one to never miss a chance to cause more pain, stepped up on his stomach in her high-heeled shoes and lingered there with her considerable weight and slowly walked over him stepping on his pain wracked face as she left the room. Stanley screamed in pain as his stomach threatened to burst wide open as Vickie applied all her weight to the foot driving into his stomach. Doreen added insult to injury by stepping on his face and walking over that as she followed Vickie from the room. Amanda added her high-heeled footprint to his face just to follow suit as she too left the room. Stanley was left to the pain in his stomach and face.
Soon after that the party broke up and things went back to normal, but for Stanley things would never be normal again.
Part 3
By Lone Stranger
Vickie had planned this party and she couldn’t help but use that as an excuse to show off Stanley and what she could do to him. All the ladies in the neighborhood were invited. All the women in Vickie’s neighborhood could have models they were so beautiful. It was a somewhat formal affair so all the ladies were dressed in stylish clothes with heels and hose.
Vickie wanted to do something that would really impress the women and she came up with something that would both impress and shock them. When she greeted each of her guests at the door she had Stanley laying sideways on his back right in front of the door, and she was standing perfectly balanced right on his face in her sexiest sling-back stiletto pumps! Each of her guests had to step right up on his chest to enter the house and greet Vickie. All of them were shocked by this sight, they could see Stanley was in a lot of pain with both of Vickie’s heels drilling into his forehead and the balls of her feet mashing down the rest of his face. But she just stood there seemingly unaware of the pain she was causing Stanley as stood heavily perched upon his face as she greeted each of her guests as they arrived.
Most were reluctant to step on Stanley, but with Vickie’s encouragement finally did. Some just stepped up on his chest and shook Vickie’s hand or gave her a small hug and then stepped down. There were a lot of comments like “Doesn’t that hurt him?” as their spike heels dug into his chest. To which, Vickie answered “Oh, yes, quite a bit, but don’t worry I do it all the time!” Some walked around a little in their spike-heeled shoes or boots and could watch his body twitch or spasm, but that was the only indication of the pain it was causing Stanley, as they couldn’t really see his face with Vickie standing on it the way she was. They learned from their stumbling and wobbling about that it was harder to walk on someone in heels than they thought. They were amazed that Vickie could maintain such balance on his face, to which Vickie just said she had a lot of practice. A few wouldn’t walk on him, for fear of hurting him, preferring instead to ease around him.
But there were a few who reveled in the idea. One such person was Doreen, a tall, slender, 130lb. woman with shoulder length black hair wearing a white blouse, a chocolate colored short skirt, coffee stockings, and black calf length boots with pencil thin heels. She bounced right up on Stanley’s chest and walked all around on it and said, “Wow! This is really neat. Do you do this all the time?“
To which Vickie answered, “Several hours everyday!”
“This is really fun!” Doreen said, “I could really get into this! She pranced about some more transferring her weight from her heels to her toes as she struggled to maintain her balance and then settled down and just talked to Vickie for a while as she just stood on Stanley’s chest completely uncaring as to the pain poor Stanley might be suffering. She seemed reluctant to step down and in fact had to be pressured to do so by the next woman who wanted to enter the house.
Another woman thrilled by the act of standing and walking on Stanley was Ashley, a petite blonde with long wavy hair of shoulder length and a dynamite body and face that was so pretty it made you melt just to look at her. But perhaps she was just a little naive. I wouldn’t say she was ditzy, but she had a way of looking at things that wasn’t entirely rational. She was wearing a bright colored skirt with a print pattern and a cyan blouse. Topping it all off or bottoming it out was skimpy sandals with 4” very thin heels and suntan stockings. She stepped right up on his chest and carefully walked around. She walked carefully because she was afraid of falling, not because she thought walking on him with her 110lbs on narrow spike heels might hurt like hell. In fact she commented about amazed she was that she could walk on him with out it hurting, as she was bouncing up and down on his chest like a little girl. She was having a lot of fun and thanked Vickie for letting her play. She assumed, of course, that Vickie wouldn’t do something that hurt someone. And Stanley was in no position to say anything with
Vickie standing full weight on his face like she was. Stanley was doing all he could do to maintain consciousness.
After a bit of prancing around, Ashley just settled down on Stanley’s chest and giggled and talked with Vickie for a while completely forgetting about the guy she was standing on. In fact after a while she stood with all her weight on one foot while she subconsciously dug the heel of the other foot into Stanley’s chest. After a while she too was pressured into stepping down to make room for someone else. As she was stepping down she slipped a little and slid the heel of her right foot all the way down Stanley’s side tearing his shirt and leaving a big red mark all down his side. But not to worry she didn’t hurt herself. No one seemed to worry about the searing pain Stanley had to endure as her thin heel with all her weight behind it slid down his side. His scream of pain was muffled by Vickie’s shoe, as she stood right on his mouth.
After the ladies assembled, Vickie stepped down from Stanley and mingled with her guests. Stanley used this time to try and recover from the painful ordeal he had just been put through and admire all the pretty women assembled here. He didn’t get much time to recover though as soon Vickie came looking for him so she could stand on his face while she gave her presentation.
She had him lay down on the floor behind the presentation table on his back with his feet away from the table. This time she was going to stand on his face the other way with her heels sinking into either side of his chin and the balls of her feet on his eyes and forehead. As she unceremoniously stepped up onto Stanley’s face with her considerable weight and settled her sharp heels into his chin, Stanley could be heard to groan loudly.
She stood on his face the whole time she was making her presentation. While she was talking she shifted her weight and moved her feet around constantly. She stepped in his mouth with her killer heels more than once and she stood right on Stanley’s nose a number of times sometimes even twisting her weight on it. Stanley was moaning and groaning all the time, but she just ignored him and continued with her demonstration. The other women were amazed at how well Vickie maintained her balance on his face.
By the time she finished her presentation and stepped down from Stanley’s face he was nearly unconscious and his face was a complete mess. He had two deep indentations in his chin from where her heels were standing and two more on his forehead where she was standing earlier. His face was kind of black, partly from the dirt on the bottom of her shoes and partly from the bruising that was starting to make itself apparent and his whole face was puffy and swollen from having supported so much weight for so long.
After the presentation Vickie had Stanley lay in the middle of the living room floor so others could make use of him. People were milling around and most of the conversation was not about cosmetics, but rather about Stanley. They discussed how he lived right here in the neighborhood and how most of them just ignored him because he didn’t have a sexual partner and how he was perfect for Vickie, because of her unusual tendencies. They were amazed at how well Vickie could maintain her balance on his face and even more amazed that he allowed it. Most of them didn’t try to step on him though, but a few though would step on him just to see what it was like and then get down and some would step on him and walk over him just to get to the other side. None of them tried to step on his face although a couple tried just resting their foot on his face just to see what it felt like to put your foot in someone’s face. No one really considered Stanley. After all he wasn’t tied down and if he let them do it then, I guess they would do it.
None of them tried to step on his face, that is, until Doreen game along. She delighted in walking up the full length of his body, even stepping on his face as she walked over that too. She found it very hard to walk on a human body in her three-inch stiletto heeled boots. She wobbled and twisted all the way. On lookers could see the excruciating pain in Stanley’s face as Doreen wobbled and twisted her heels into his body as she made her way over him, but Doreen paid that no mind; after all that’s what he is here for and besides this was way too much fun.
After walking the length of his body and stepping down from his face she turned around, stepped back on his face and walked back down his body. She must have done that ten times altogether. The final trip she tried standing on Stanley’s face with both booted feet, but she fell off after a little while, but not before stomping hard right on his nose in an attempt to maintain her balance.
Another one who found delight in walking on Stanley’s face was Amanda. Like Doreen she walked up the length of his body and face. In her stiletto heeled sandals she found walking on Stanley even harder than Doreen had. In fact one time she slipped on his face and fell down. Her ass landed heavily right on Stanley’s face. It’s a wonder his head didn’t pop like a melon. Now you’d think if someone found themselves sitting right on a person’s face you would hurry and scramble off, but Amanda, caught up in the joy of the moment, and not being hurt as Stanley’s face effectively broke her fall, just broke into a fit of giggling. She continued to sit on Stanley’s face a long time until she settled down. When she fell, her light summer skirt flew up in the air and she landed on his face in her thong panties with his nose being jammed deep into her ass crack where he could easily smell her strong scented ass. When Amanda finally tried to get up she slipped and fell back onto his face with a thud landing in the same manner with his nose jammed right up her crack. Another giggling attack ensued as she wriggled about on Stanley’s face. At last she finally made it to her feet and immediately stepped right back on Stanley’s face and continued her trip down his body. By the time Amanda tired of walking on Stanley his face and body were covered with footprints and heel marks.
Later several of the girls were questioning Vickie about how she got Stanley to submit to such treatment. She told them she had a strong power over him and he would do anything she asked. “Anything?” some of the girls questioned.
“Here I’ll prove it you,” Vickie volunteered. She called Stanley over and told him to kneel before her. She turned her back, hiked up her skirt, and pulled down her panties. She bent over some and ordered Stanley to lick her ass. Stanley hesitated a little with all the ladies looking on and then pressed his face into her ass and started taking long tongue strokes up and down her ass.
“Ewe!!” Amanda squealed’ “That must taste terrible!”
“Naw, he thinks it tastes delicious,” Vickie ventured as she told Stanley to put his tongue in her asshole and lick that out.
“Goll..ly! He really likes the taste!!” Amanda observed. The other women weren’t gullible enough to believe that he really liked the taste, but they were impressed with Vickie’s power over him.
Stanley thought, “Delicious, hell! It tastes like shit and sweat!” but he knew this was not the place to offer conflicting testimony. These were beautiful women and he wasn’t about to do anything to louse this up. So he bit his lip, kept quiet and thrust his tongue deep into Vickie’s sour tasting hole. Had he known that Amanda was going to take it so literally he might have chosen differently.
“I wanna try it” Amanda begged. “Make him lick my ass! Amanda pleaded.
“OK, Vickie offered, “Hike up your skirt and pull down your pants.”
Amanda couldn’t wait to comply as she delightedly hiked up her skirt, pulled down her thong and thrust her ass out for Stanley. She didn’t seem to have a reservation about baring her ass to a strange man. Of course, if that man is about to put his tongue up your ass, you aren’t the one who should have reservations. Vickie pulled Stanley’s face from her ass and said, “Amanda wants you to demonstrate your talent by licking her ass.”
“God I didn’t know I was going to be passed about the room from ass to ass!” Stanley thought. Still he dutifully knelt behind Amanda and stuck his tongue deep into her inviting ass and started licking with long strokes up and down her ass crack. It smelt strong and tasted bitter and of salt and sweat.
Amanda gushed and giggled and said, “Oh my God! That feels so good!” And when Stanley stuck his tongue in her asshole she squealed and said, “I can feel his tongue right up inside my ass! God that feels good! I wonder how my ass tastes!”
“It must be pretty good,” Vickie ventured, “The way he’s munching away at it.”
“Oooo I don’t care,” Amanda cooed, “as long as he doesn’t ever stop!”
Stanley sucked and licked at Amanda’s asshole a long time till all the flavor was gone and finally, exhausted, he pulled his tongue from her ass and sat back on his haunches. Amanda was worn to a frazzle. She had experienced at least one orgasm and maybe more, and she was plain tuckered out from the constant pleasure she was feeling. She had to go sit down and rest.
None of the other women yelled, “Me next!” although several of them thought seriously about it, just to see what it felt like. Seeing as how exhausted Stanley looked. They figured that they would catch him sometime at home, when he was more rested and there wasn’t so much of a crowd around.
As all the women were drinking wine and after a while it started to work on them, a queue was starting to develop about the bathroom door. Vickie, seeing Amanda and Doreen in line and realizing that they had been most receptive before saw another opportunity to show off some. She pulled Doreen and Amanda from line and told them she a way that they wouldn’t have to wait so long. They followed her into another room. Doreen had to go bad and there were still three or four people in front of her in line so she was receptive to a faster way. Amanda had to go, but she wasn’t desperate as Doreen, but she was curious. She wondered if Vickie didn’t have another toilet squirreled away back here somewhere.
You can imagine their surprise when all they found in the other room was Stanley kneeling upright in the center of the room with his head tilted back looking at the ceiling. As Vickie closed the door she said, “We can use Stanley here.” Doreen and Amanda looked at each other with puzzled looks and then Doreen’s face lit up as she began to realize what Vickie meant.
“Oh, you can’t be serious! That’s disgusting. You can’t really be serious about doing that to another human being!” Doreen protested and she would have left the room right away, but she just realized that she lost her place in line and she had to go really bad. So she stayed a little longer hoping there was another option.
Amanda was still in a state of wonder as she said, “Serious about what? What’s disgusting?”
“Oh, don’t worry,” Vickie assured them, “We do this all the time. Here, I’ll demonstrate.” Saying that Vickie hiked up her skirt, pulled down her pants and seated her bare ass right on Stanley’s upturned face. She wriggled around some to get in the right position and told Stanley to open wide. Stanley suddenly had to deal with all of Vickie’s weight on his upturned face bending his neck even further backward threatening to break his neck and with his nose pressed tight to Vickie’s asshole, he was breathing her very ripe scent. Then Vickie began to piss in his open mouth. As the bitter, slightly salty tasting urine fist struck his taste buds Stanley started to balk, but as the full flow continued to pour into his mouth he was more concerned with not choking on the copious flow and concentrated on drinking as fast as he could.
Doreen looked on in awe at the thought that one human being would do that to another.
A light bulb suddenly went off in Amanda’s head as it suddenly dawned on her what she was seeing. “OH MY GOD!!” Amanda exclaimed. “She is peeing in his mouth!! I can’t believe he likes the taste of that too!! Look at him drink it all down!”
Vickie pissed a long time in Stanley’s mouth, as her bladder, like her friends, was fairly full. Stanley struggled to drink it all. It didn’t seem like it from his point of view, but she slowed her flow slightly so as not to drown Stanley. When she slowed to a stop and Stanley dutifully licked her clean, Vickie got off Stanley’s face. Stanley groaned as the oppressive weight left his face. As Vickie pulled up her pants and straightened her skirt she looked at Doreen and said, “Your turn!”
Doreen insisted that she couldn’t do that to someone, but Vickie assured her that she pissed in Stanley’s mouth all the time. Everyday. Between Vickie’s insisting and Doreen’s need to pee she finally relinquished. She hiked up her skirt and pulled down her pants and sat her naked ass on Stanley’s waiting face. Now, if you would have told Doreen a day ago that she would just stick her naked ass in someone’s face and let them smell it, she would have told you that you were crazy, she would never do that. But here she was putting her naked ass in Stanley’s face. In her mind she completely dehumanized him and treated him just like any inanimate object. That was the only way she could accept what she was doing and what she was about to do. Stanley was just a toilet and Doreen gave him no more mind than she would any other toilet. The fact that her naked asshole was pressing with all her weight into his nose and she could even feel the cool air rushing over her strong smelling asshole and into his waiting nose was lost on her. His face was just a seat, a warm comfortable seat.
But, even though she thought Stanley was just something to piss in, something was wrong. Maybe it was just the odd situation, but bad as Doreen had to piss, she couldn’t let go. Maybe it was the audience who knows, but the harder she tried to more her bladder muscles refused to release. “I don’t know what’s wrong,” she complained, “but I just can’t go.”
“I’ve had that happen before,” Vickie said, “you just need to relax more. Try moving your asshole over his open mouth and let him ream you out some. That usually works for me.”
“If you think that’ll help.” Doreen said, glad to try anything to get some relief. She slid her aromatic asshole over Stanley’s gaping mouth. Stanley got to find out first hand what Doreen’s asshole tastes like as he plunged his tongue deep into her waiting asshole. Doreen nearly peed right then as there. I guess there is nothing like having someone stick their tongue in your asshole to make you lose your inhibitions about degrading them. Doreen was torn between her need to pee and her love of the nice warm tongue caressing the inside of her asshole. After a while the need to pee won out and she replaced her pussy over Stanley’s gaping mouth and let loose with a torrent of hot piss right down Stanley’s throat. Stanley struggled to drink it all, but was losing the battle as Doreen pissed in his mouth like she had a fire hose. Stanley began to choke and Vickie had to caution Doreen so slow down some, as she could pee faster that Stanley could drink. Doreen said, “Well that’s something that’s going to have to change!” Apparently she had already made up her mind that she was going to be doing this again. Still she pinched off her flow a minute, just enough time for Stanley to get it back together and then she let go like a fire hose again. This on again off again scenario continued for a long time until at last she had successfully emptied her bladder into Stanley’s mouth and after the last few drops subsided she had Stanley lick her pussy clean and then slid forward and allowed him to finish cleaning her tasty asshole.
This continued until the impatient Amanda began urging her to hurry up. It was her turn now and she had to pee too. Reluctantly Doreen gave up her comfortable seat on Stanley’s face and made room for the impatient Amanda who practically launched herself onto Stanley’s face.
As soon as Amanda was situated on Stanley’s face she let go with a torrent of hot girl pee right into Stanley’s mouth. She too had to be cautioned to slow down her flow or she would overwhelm him and make a mess on the floor. She slowed it as best as she could, but she too had a very full bladder and peed a long time into Stanley’s mouth. It didn’t particularly excite her to pee in another person’s mouth, but it didn’t bother her either. It was just that she had to pee and this was just a way to do it. She never considered whether it was uncomfortable for Stanley on not, but she figured he must like the taste or he wouldn’t do it.
By the time she finished and got off Stanley’s face, Stanley was in quite a bit of stress. His stomach was stretched tight from consuming the full bladders of three girls. He was in somewhat pain and he felt like he couldn’t even move. To top it all off his breath smelled like a urinal. He had never drunk that much piss before. He had never drank that much of anything before. He just knelt there trying not to throw up.
Vickie pushed him over on his back, and being one to never miss a chance to cause more pain, stepped up on his stomach in her high-heeled shoes and lingered there with her considerable weight and slowly walked over him stepping on his pain wracked face as she left the room. Stanley screamed in pain as his stomach threatened to burst wide open as Vickie applied all her weight to the foot driving into his stomach. Doreen added insult to injury by stepping on his face and walking over that as she followed Vickie from the room. Amanda added her high-heeled footprint to his face just to follow suit as she too left the room. Stanley was left to the pain in his stomach and face.
Soon after that the party broke up and things went back to normal, but for Stanley things would never be normal again.