killamcbills
09-22-2008, 11:18 AM
Lana
I had met Lana years ago, while my band was still a bunch of young guys, having a great time, and putting on pretty exciting shows. She lived in the East Village, and was a couple years older than me. She shopped at my drummer’s health food store, and checked us out one night, becoming a fan by the end of the night. I was young, maybe 20 or 21 at the time, still in college, and we were merely friendly. I kept my distance because I had a girlfriend, but that didn’t stop me from wondering what it would be like to be with someone like her. Lana was a sight! She was so short, barely over five feet tall, with long ulta-curly blonde hair, a jovial smile, and thick black glasses. Her body though, was mesmerizing. Specifically, her breasts. They seemed to come straight out from her chest, they were the size of watermelons. It was difficult to have a conversation with her, and not feel my eyes being drawn down to them, as if they had a gravitational pull. She was buxom, with thick legs, that ended in a huge ass. I would think often what it would be like to be squashed under her. I’m the visual opposite of Lana. Where she is short and bursting with curves, I’m six feet tall, and about 140 lbs. I’m pretty sure she outweighed me by 60 lbs. She would dress conservatively, because she was a tutor for a living, but nothing could hide her curves.
About five years went by, and I was sifting through craigslist ads, looking for a woman who indicated she was ‘open minded’ and full of curves. Clicking on dozens of ads, my jaw dropped to see Lana! She was posting an ad, complete with picture, that suggested little in the way of marriage seeking, but nothing too raunchy. I had to take a chance. With surprise on my side, I wrote a simple email, expressing how great it was to see her, wondering how she’s been, and saying I’d always had a little bit of a crush on her, though my tastes run a little off the beaten path. Anyway, it’s great to bump into a familiar face, and quickly wrapped up the email. She wrote back a day later, saying how great it was that I contacted her, but I shouldn’t leave a girl with dirty unconfirmed thoughts in her mind! I had to write back and clarify what these less-than-vanilla tastes were! I was so nervous. I’ve always wanted to be sat on, crushed, smothered, and generally abused by a woman just like her. So, I wrote a short story, illustrating a man and woman on a first date. In it, they have a seductive dinner, and she invites him back to her place for drinks. They stumble to the bedroom, but she insists that he let her tie him up, because after all, hi is a stranger. Knowing not to ruin a potentially adventurous night, he acquiesces. Once subdued, she makes him perform for her. He sucks her tits til they’re swollen, she sits on his face and makes him work, giving her multiple orgasms, while smothering him. Finally she reverse sits him, smothering him until he gives in and licks her ass, and she rewards him by sucking his cock. I did my best to keep it respectful, but focused on all the things that I hoped for us to do. She loved it. We set up a date, and I tried tried tried to keep calm.
The night we were to meet, I was a bundle of nerves. I hadn’t seen this woman in 5 years, and now I’d agreed to let her tie me up and smother me. Oh man, I’d never had someone so heavy, so big! Lana lived on the top floor of a six story walkup. She buzzed me in, and was waiting at the door when I got to the top. I had no idea what to say, or if we would talk first, catch up….
She grabbed the back of my head, and brought my face down to meet her kiss. We violently stumbled into her little apartment. She pushed me down onto her futon which was still in couch mode, and rolled around kissing for a few minutes. Finally she let me up, and allowed me to sit on her couch, and then straddled me, resting on her knees. I allowed myself to slide down a few inches so I’d be eye-level with her beautiful, enormous breasts. In our emails she said she was going to make work on them, and she was not kidding. Each one was about as big as my head, and I took one with both hands, and squeezed and sucked on it til she groaned in pain & pleasure. I moved from one to the other, biting and squeezing, sucking on one and pulling my face away from her. I pulled it til she cried out, and then went right after the other one. She must have loved it, because the next day, she emailed that they were still sore, and a little bruised. But that night, she slapped both tits around my head, and I disappeared into her cleavage. Her cleavage was hot with sweat, which served to seal my breathing right away. Lana pushed my head up against the futon back, and positioned one nipple in my mouth. Then she leaned her whole body weight into me, so her boob mashed over my entire face, smothering me completely. I grabbed her ass, and pulled her closer. We did this a couple of times, until I started getting dizzy. This seemed to bring her back to earth for a second, as she was worried about hurting me.I’ll admit I didn’t want’ to pass out, but wasn’t worried about that. I seemed to be able to recognize when I was running out of oxygen, and the pressure wasn’t anything I couldn’t take.
Lana had other plans anyway. We flipped the futon into a bed position, and she brought out two strange looking restraints. They had a leather buckle, attached to a longer chain buckle. The leather part went around each wrist, and the chain part went around each thigh. It was as though I was pinned with my arms to my side. She could see I was nervous, but calmed me saying she’s take good care of me. Oh jeez! How do you say no to that? On my back, Lana scooted up my chest, and after catching one more glance at her gigantic tits, she mounted my face. I’d never been crushed by a 200+ pound woman before (or since), and she was great. Regardless of what Lana felt for facesitting, she really liked having her pussy eaten. Facing forward, her thighs sandwiched my head so that I couldn’t turn, and her ass was settling on my upper chest and neck. She brushed her pussy against my chin, and I went to work! I ate her pussy nonstop, wishing I could pull her down onto me even more. We were mutually rewarded in that, the closer she was to coming, the less she paid attention to how much I was able to breathe. It was my incentive to make her come as much as possible. When Lana started grinding against my face, every time she moved back, her big round ass would crush my chest, and then buck forward against my face. I was covered in a mixture of her come, my spit, and our sweat.
Finally, she turned around, reverse facesitting me. She laid her whole body over mine, crushing me. My face was in her pussy, but I was straining my neck to get my tongue up her ass. Lana’s enormous boobs had now swallowed up my cock, but she was reaching down, squeezing my ass, and trying to put a finger in me. I was in shock, but she was giving me everything I’d ever wanted, I didn’t want to stop her. She managed to get a finger inside me, and then, still crushing my upper body, started to suck my cock. I exploded in her mouth, and we collapsed on the bed, gasping for air.
this is my first story post. i'd like to write more, and would happily do some F/f stories. i like all types of women, sizes and scenarios. please let me know what you think, and if you have suggestions, i'd love to hear them.
thank you
I had met Lana years ago, while my band was still a bunch of young guys, having a great time, and putting on pretty exciting shows. She lived in the East Village, and was a couple years older than me. She shopped at my drummer’s health food store, and checked us out one night, becoming a fan by the end of the night. I was young, maybe 20 or 21 at the time, still in college, and we were merely friendly. I kept my distance because I had a girlfriend, but that didn’t stop me from wondering what it would be like to be with someone like her. Lana was a sight! She was so short, barely over five feet tall, with long ulta-curly blonde hair, a jovial smile, and thick black glasses. Her body though, was mesmerizing. Specifically, her breasts. They seemed to come straight out from her chest, they were the size of watermelons. It was difficult to have a conversation with her, and not feel my eyes being drawn down to them, as if they had a gravitational pull. She was buxom, with thick legs, that ended in a huge ass. I would think often what it would be like to be squashed under her. I’m the visual opposite of Lana. Where she is short and bursting with curves, I’m six feet tall, and about 140 lbs. I’m pretty sure she outweighed me by 60 lbs. She would dress conservatively, because she was a tutor for a living, but nothing could hide her curves.
About five years went by, and I was sifting through craigslist ads, looking for a woman who indicated she was ‘open minded’ and full of curves. Clicking on dozens of ads, my jaw dropped to see Lana! She was posting an ad, complete with picture, that suggested little in the way of marriage seeking, but nothing too raunchy. I had to take a chance. With surprise on my side, I wrote a simple email, expressing how great it was to see her, wondering how she’s been, and saying I’d always had a little bit of a crush on her, though my tastes run a little off the beaten path. Anyway, it’s great to bump into a familiar face, and quickly wrapped up the email. She wrote back a day later, saying how great it was that I contacted her, but I shouldn’t leave a girl with dirty unconfirmed thoughts in her mind! I had to write back and clarify what these less-than-vanilla tastes were! I was so nervous. I’ve always wanted to be sat on, crushed, smothered, and generally abused by a woman just like her. So, I wrote a short story, illustrating a man and woman on a first date. In it, they have a seductive dinner, and she invites him back to her place for drinks. They stumble to the bedroom, but she insists that he let her tie him up, because after all, hi is a stranger. Knowing not to ruin a potentially adventurous night, he acquiesces. Once subdued, she makes him perform for her. He sucks her tits til they’re swollen, she sits on his face and makes him work, giving her multiple orgasms, while smothering him. Finally she reverse sits him, smothering him until he gives in and licks her ass, and she rewards him by sucking his cock. I did my best to keep it respectful, but focused on all the things that I hoped for us to do. She loved it. We set up a date, and I tried tried tried to keep calm.
The night we were to meet, I was a bundle of nerves. I hadn’t seen this woman in 5 years, and now I’d agreed to let her tie me up and smother me. Oh man, I’d never had someone so heavy, so big! Lana lived on the top floor of a six story walkup. She buzzed me in, and was waiting at the door when I got to the top. I had no idea what to say, or if we would talk first, catch up….
She grabbed the back of my head, and brought my face down to meet her kiss. We violently stumbled into her little apartment. She pushed me down onto her futon which was still in couch mode, and rolled around kissing for a few minutes. Finally she let me up, and allowed me to sit on her couch, and then straddled me, resting on her knees. I allowed myself to slide down a few inches so I’d be eye-level with her beautiful, enormous breasts. In our emails she said she was going to make work on them, and she was not kidding. Each one was about as big as my head, and I took one with both hands, and squeezed and sucked on it til she groaned in pain & pleasure. I moved from one to the other, biting and squeezing, sucking on one and pulling my face away from her. I pulled it til she cried out, and then went right after the other one. She must have loved it, because the next day, she emailed that they were still sore, and a little bruised. But that night, she slapped both tits around my head, and I disappeared into her cleavage. Her cleavage was hot with sweat, which served to seal my breathing right away. Lana pushed my head up against the futon back, and positioned one nipple in my mouth. Then she leaned her whole body weight into me, so her boob mashed over my entire face, smothering me completely. I grabbed her ass, and pulled her closer. We did this a couple of times, until I started getting dizzy. This seemed to bring her back to earth for a second, as she was worried about hurting me.I’ll admit I didn’t want’ to pass out, but wasn’t worried about that. I seemed to be able to recognize when I was running out of oxygen, and the pressure wasn’t anything I couldn’t take.
Lana had other plans anyway. We flipped the futon into a bed position, and she brought out two strange looking restraints. They had a leather buckle, attached to a longer chain buckle. The leather part went around each wrist, and the chain part went around each thigh. It was as though I was pinned with my arms to my side. She could see I was nervous, but calmed me saying she’s take good care of me. Oh jeez! How do you say no to that? On my back, Lana scooted up my chest, and after catching one more glance at her gigantic tits, she mounted my face. I’d never been crushed by a 200+ pound woman before (or since), and she was great. Regardless of what Lana felt for facesitting, she really liked having her pussy eaten. Facing forward, her thighs sandwiched my head so that I couldn’t turn, and her ass was settling on my upper chest and neck. She brushed her pussy against my chin, and I went to work! I ate her pussy nonstop, wishing I could pull her down onto me even more. We were mutually rewarded in that, the closer she was to coming, the less she paid attention to how much I was able to breathe. It was my incentive to make her come as much as possible. When Lana started grinding against my face, every time she moved back, her big round ass would crush my chest, and then buck forward against my face. I was covered in a mixture of her come, my spit, and our sweat.
Finally, she turned around, reverse facesitting me. She laid her whole body over mine, crushing me. My face was in her pussy, but I was straining my neck to get my tongue up her ass. Lana’s enormous boobs had now swallowed up my cock, but she was reaching down, squeezing my ass, and trying to put a finger in me. I was in shock, but she was giving me everything I’d ever wanted, I didn’t want to stop her. She managed to get a finger inside me, and then, still crushing my upper body, started to suck my cock. I exploded in her mouth, and we collapsed on the bed, gasping for air.
this is my first story post. i'd like to write more, and would happily do some F/f stories. i like all types of women, sizes and scenarios. please let me know what you think, and if you have suggestions, i'd love to hear them.
thank you