Department Store

Dept. Store
By: miami_fa

I had gone out to do some christmas shopping, but i had never planned for things to turn out the way they did. As i was cruising through a department store with my sunglasses on, i began to follow this this woman who had some incredible cleavage. I kept trying to get closer and closer until finally i was stopped by security. I was escorted to a small room by a large women ugly woman. She was in her 40's, around 5'6 and close to 300 lbs., i should've just ran but she had a firm grip on my wrist. I knew i was in trouble, and standing at 5'3 and 120lbs i was in no position to try and overpower anyone.

"Sit down" came the command from the fat guard. I sat down quickly on a cold chair and she walked out of the room. It wasn't long before she came back into the room with another slightly smaller but still overweight woman.

"We've seen you here many times before. We've started getting complaints from the customers about the creepy guy in the glasses" began the smaller one.
"we've decided since you're so infatuated with the female body, it's only fitting to give you a job upstairs in the woman's fitting room."

I was in shock, no way could she be serious, but before i could react she flipped on a tv monitor at the other end of the room and it showed a fitting room with a male attendant. The women walking in were beatiful, the complete opposite of these hippos standing in front of me.

"Now of course, as punishment for your behavior, you'll start working immediately without pay. If that's ok with you i'll need you to sign here and..."

before she could finish i had signed the contract she had in front of me while staring at the screen.

"Eager aren't we?" laughed the smaller woman. "Bring him something to drink so he could get started working right away"

With that she walked out of the room and the guard came back in with a bottle of juice. I hadn't realized how dry my mouth had gotten with how nervous i was, i gulped the juice down very quickly. the guard smiled as she led me out of the room and into the elevator.

"Where are we going?" i asked.

"The fitting room upstairs needs an attendant."

"What section is upstairs?" i asked.

"Intimate apparel" was her reply. This was going to be great, i was going to be walking around watching these women try on bras and panties. As soon as the elevator stopped she led me out of the elevator through a rear exit and into the back door of the dressing room. The room was empty, it hadn't been open yet since they were in need of an attendant. Before i could say anything the guard turned, grabbed me and forcibly put a collar on my neck.

"Thats so we know where you are, and to make sure you dont try to escape" she said.

"Why would i want to escape..." before i could finish my sentence i felt dizzy and began to shrink. Before i knew it i was down to the height of 2ft. Thats when the guard let out a laugh and through a small uniform at me.

"Since you love looking at the female body so much, we went ahead and informed all the local woman about you. They are going to purposely come in and make your life hard and uncomfortable and you are to do any and everything they ask for."

By now i was scared but hard as a rock, i was about to be punished by a bunch of women i would normally be ogling from behind a pair of glasses.

"Now, you signed a contract that essential says you belong to the store now, and are simply a tool to be used by customers in order to make their lives a little easier. Some women might ask that you hold their purse, or shoes, or even their bra."

My eyes were lighting up as she spoke.

"Some women might even be bold enough to ask you to rub their feet while they sit back after shopping. But no matter what, you have to comply. If you dont, they'll tell us, and we'll have to punish you."

With that she pulled out a remote and pressed a button that caused the collar to shock me so hard i collapsed on the spot. I couldn't move, but was in excruciating pain as my muscles tensed and contorted into strange angles and stayed that way until she let go.

"Ok ok, you dont have to worry, i'll comply with any and everything they asked from me" i said with a smile.

"Good," she said. "Welcome to the plus size floor"

"Wait what!!" i shouted as she walked out. I chased after her but was soon shocked when i reached the doorway. The shock wasn't as painful as the shock for disobeying, but painful enough to make me stagger backward away from the door way. There was no way out now, hopefully the day ends soon.

The first woman to walk in was an older fat woman. She was in her 50's with grey hair and had a massive set of tits. Even with all she was wearing you could see her breasts were extremely large. I walked up a small set of steps onto a table and asked if she needed any help.

"I wanna try these on and see which one fits best" she said as she dropped 5 pairs of giant bras on me. At this height of just 2ft the bras were like parachutes to me. Before i could sort them out she scooped up the bras she had just dropped, picking me up as well, and set me down on a table in one of the stalls. When i finally climbed out of the mountain of bras she had already removed her blouse and had her back to me. This women was very large, she would've dwarfed me at my regular size, so at 2ft tall she seems like a giant.

"Unhook me" she snapped and brought me back to reality. I reached out and undid her bra for her. She turned and removed her bra letting her breasts spill out onto me as she reached for one of the bras to try on. What took the woman no more than 10 seconds of leaning forward and searching for a bra seemed like an eternity for me. Once she had let her breasts spill out i had little time to react as i was pummeled by an tsunami of breast meat. As i staggered away from them i tripped and fell over one of the bra straps which left me laying on my back as her breasts got closer. before i knew it i was pinned down as her giant breasts wrapped themselves around my chest and face. With both of my arms pinned down i had to struggle to turn my head into her cleavage and steal a breathe of fresh air. Only it wasnt fresh air, i wasnt aware that this was a woman had been up and about all morning long and by now had a full day's layer of sweat and the smell that accompanied it.

Once she found the bra she was looking for she back away from the table and began to try it on. She was facing me and i kept my head lowered trying not to look at her.

"I need your help, hold this up for me" she said and i looked up only to be greeted by her big rubbery nipple. She wanted me to hold up her breasts as she tried on her bras. As i got closer to her i could smell the musky aroma coming from her sweating all day. Even her breasts were sticky with with sweat, or so i thought. Once she lifted her breasts and i got my hands underneath they immedietly began to slip and slide around from how wet the underside was. I was finally able to balance them by pressing myself against her belly and holding my hand up above me. this went on for quite some time with her trying on different types of bras, the entire time my face is pressed against her belly while trying to balance her breasts in my hands.

She even tried on one of those slimming shirts with a bra built in made of that stretchy spandex material. I was pressed firmly against her and held in place as she backed away from the table and moved around in it testing its comfort. She finally returned to the table and pulled it up and exposed me, gasping for air and stuck against her damp sweaty belly.

"I Wanna see if it'll stretch for my breasts when i get older, i'm gonna need your help" she said to me.

What more help could i offer, my arms were already numb from holding her breasts up. She pulled her tit out from the bottome of the tight blouse and made me put my mouth on her nipple. i was reluctant, but once her hand went around the back of my head i had no choice. As i stood there with her nipple in my mouth she did the unthinkable, she pulled the spandex blouse back down over me, and situated my head into the cup of the built-in bra before letting it snap into place. She once again stood and began walking around the room again. Then i felt her stop, i could tell she was looking in the mirror when she let out a strange moan. I then felt her grab the bottom of the material and pull it even tighter across her body, pressing me deeper into her breasts. As her nipple went further and further into my mouth, i began to taste something, strange. It finally hit me what it was, the woman was lactating and was using me as her personal breast pump. After what seemed like an eternity but was actually only 5mins, my mouth was now filled with her milk. Although i was able to breathe in through my nose, her entire nipple was in my mouth sealing it shut. With no way to spit it out i had to either swallow, or wait for her to release me. I got my answer a moment later when she pulled the shirt down tight, cutting off my breath, and whispering into my ear:

"You're going to have to drink it all if you want me to let you go"

After holding out for as long as i could, i did the only thing i could do, i began to swallow it down. After i finally finished i was hoping she would finally let me go but no, i was wrong, she had a whole other tit i hadn't touched yet. unfortunately for me this was the larger tit which meant it was a much tighter fit, much harder to breathe, and much much more milk. By now i had already learned the drill and figured the quicker i do it, the quicker she'll let me go. Thats when her cell phone rang, she answered it and i knew this wasn't going to end well. She moved over to the couch area while still talking on the phone, with me still attached to her nipple, and my body still trapped in this spandex prison.

"...no i've got all the time in the world, how did your date go? tell me all about it..."

That was all i could make out because when she sat down she leaned onto the side where my head was. Although i was still able to breathe through my nose, her other tit was now laying against the side of my face. With my face completely encased by this woman's tits, her nipple kept dripping out milk into my mouth like a faucet. Her new position also gave her the luxury of resting my head against the arm rest while she talked and talked and talked. I could tell this wasn't going to be as fun as i had hoped...

After This woman finally finished her phone call, she released me from her chest and i fell out gasping. The lights were blinding and the cold air in the dressing room brought me back to reality. She grabbed me by my leg and took me back over to the pile of bras. After choosing the one she wanted, she dropped the pile, with me in it, onto the floor near the entrance to the fitting room

I had barely extracted myself from the pile of bras when the next woman walked in. Although her breasts were slightly smaller, she made up for it with an incredibly oversized ass. At this height i was actually eye level with it and it sent shivers down my spine. She had on a tight fitting long sleeve shirt, and a pair of leggings. They were so tight i could actually see the thong she was wearing right through the pants. I was also able to make out all the dimples in her ass and thighs as she came into the dressing room.

She dropped all her clothes onto the table above me, i couldn't see how many items she had, but i could see she was there in search of new leggings. I looked at her thighs in shock, she was actually casting a shadow over me.

"A little help please!" said the woman, obviously frustrated.
"ummm..." was all i could get out before she picked me up and moved down towards the table the last woman just tortured me on. She didnt put me on the table though, she stood me on the floor in front of her. I had my back to the drawers underneath the table looking at her in front of me when she decided to start sifting through her clothes. As she moved forward her knees pressed my hands against the drawers pinning me in place. As i felt the heat from her thighs rubbing against my arms, then my shoulders, i panicked as i realized that my face was about to go into her crotch.

The smell hit me before her soft crotch did. With my hands pinned down I couldn't move away or fight her off, and my face was completely buried into her warm thighs. I kept trying to move but i was held firm, this woman must've weighed close to 250lbs. In my weakened state i could barely turn my head to the side having to sneak in breaths through her fat folds and the soft grey cloth material of her pants.

Finally she backed up and released me from her thighs, the relief was short-lived as she held o ut the incredibly tight pair of leggings she was about to try on.

"Help me take these off" she commanded as she turned around and i was once again face to face with her giant ass.

I grabbed the waistband and pulled down with all my might, i couldn't get the elastic over her wide hips. She reached back to help me and in doing so pulled my hands down with her waistband. Unlucky for me she bent over as she did this which caused her ass cheeks to open wide and her ass to press up against me. It happened so quickly that i didn't have time to react until my face was pressed against the drawers and my face was wedged into her ass. Either she didnt care or she didnt notice, but she continued to pell off the rest of her leggings.

While still bent over she began to slip on the new pair of leggings. Her ass was so large that as she stood up to finish trying them on she lifted me off the ground. I placed my hands on her ass and pushed but my hands just sunk into her soft cheeks. She ignored my struggles and continued to pull up her leggings. I struggled to breathe since her ass had such a firm grip around my head. I couldn't see it myself, but her cheeks actually wrapped around my ears and the back of my head, my neck and body were dangling out of the bottom of her ass crack. I didn't notice either that in the process of pulling up the leggings, she had scooped up my legs in the process. i suddenly felt my legs getting lighter but i didnt have enough time to pull them out and before i knew it, the waistband was at my neck and my legs were pressed against hers. My hands were still free until she finished pulling up the leggings.

She pulled and pulled until she had situated herself correctly into the stretchy material. She admired herself in the mirror, how the material hugged each and every curve in her body. then she turned around and smiled at what she saw. The massive bulk of her ass was still there, only now there was a small pair of hands pressed against each buttock. Further down she followed the outline of the little man, She bent over forward to get a better look at the underside, and there was his chest, pressed firmly up against her pussy. She pulled the pants a little tighter as she followed his legs to the front of her pants where the his shins were barely noticeable against her giant thighs. She could feel him trying to struggle, trying to breathe so she bent over again, this time touching her toes, knowing the lower she went, the closer to her asshole his face was pressed. When she finally felt his face touch her anus, she back up to the table, leaned against the corner holding me in place, and then stood up.

The pressure on my face was immense, but alleviated by the oily ass crack the woman had. It also meant his face was now wedged deep in her ass, up against her asshole, but at least now he could breathe. Or so he thought until the woman decided it was a good time to fart since no one was around her anymore. After such a large lunch she would usually be gassy for an hour or two, but since she was still shopping she had held it all in for the past hour. Once the first fart came out it opened a seemingly never ending supply of gas. Her asshole never really closed again, just kept sputtering out little farts every couple of seconds. Although I could breathe, i didnt really want to. She walked around the dressing room, trying on different tops, and by now i could actually feel the wetness of her crotch. At times when she moved my body would peel away from pussy and my hands and arms were covered in her slimy discharge. Then she would bend and press me up against her all over again.

After what seemed like hours, she finally stopped moving about the room. I assumed she was finally finished but she proved me wrong. She went and sat on the couch in a side-lying position. With her back to the sofa cushions, she pulled the front of her leggings out and reached in to her pants. Once she found my legs she pulled my legs but i wouldn't budge, her ass was holding on tightly. After fighting for a while her ass relented and finally released my head. The joy from escaping the prison quickly gave way to fear as i realized what was happening next.

My face was pulled through the slimy mess that was her pussy, i felt myself pass her wet thong, and fat lips. I even passed her erect clit and was buried in her dense bush when she did the unthinkable.

She reach in with her other hand and rather than pull me out, she moved her thong completely to the side, Then removed her hand and i felt my face and body going back into her crotch. After reaching the end of her pussy, i was able to pull in a short gasp of air in the space underneath her ass. She then pulled me back out and pushed me back in. She began slowly as ever, with me gasping for breathe after every stroke. After a minute or two of this slow torture, my nose was clogged with her juices and i could barely breathe whenever i did get a chance to. As she picked up speed my breathing became much more erratic, with less chances to gasp for air all that could be heard is the faint gurgling of me drowning in her cum.

Faster and faster she went until finally she came, showering me in her juices. I lay there, my head in between her ass crack gasping for air. I lay there while i waited for her to come down from her orgasm. She pulled down the leggings, wet and stained with her cum, pulled me out of her thighs and dropped me into the crotch of the leggings. picked everything up and left it all in a pile at the front of the entrance. I finally managed to crawl out of the pile of clothes and slowly push them off to the corner. After wiping my face i staggered back out to the front of the dressing room to be greeted by the next plus size woman shopping in this section...

The next woman walks in and just grabbed me by the arm and pulled me towards the table. She was a large one, but not as large as the last two. At about 5'4 she was around 200lbs. with short hair, a large belly and ample breasts. Her ass was small compared to the woman who had just left, but still much bigger than my head.

"I dont want to leave these lying around" she said as she put the panties she was wearing over my head and pressed the crotch into my face. The dampness of the gusset was no where near as bad as the smell that followed. I coughed and gagged and it must have irritated her because she grabbed me and pushed me up against the table and mashed her belly into my face. She then turned my head to the side and stuffed one of her socks into my mouth, forcing me to breathe in through my nose. The mix of her feminine juices, and sweat left me dizzy and she just kept me pinned down by her belly as she rummaged through her clothes.

I had already began to grow numb to my situation. It felt like i had been there for days, but in reality it had only been 3 hours and the store wasn't closing for another 5 hours. The woman above me brought me back to reality when she pulled me over to the couch. She pulled out what seemed like lunch, and set it down next to the couch before pulling out a pair of pantyhose.

"I've been on my feet all day, now i'm going to relax" she said as she put me on one side of the couch. She took off her other sock and the smell hit me once again, she really had been on her feet all day. I thought just the smell was torture enough, but she proved me wrong when she laid opposite me on the couch and her feet approached me. I instinctively backed away but felt the armrest behind me, i was trapped and before i knew it her sweaty soles were pressed against my body with my head barely poking out from between her toes. As if the wasn't enough, she took the pantyhose she was holding and pulled it over both her feet, trapping me in with her feet and pressing me firmly against them.

After readjusting herself she pulled out her lunch and began eating as she used her toes to massage my face. After a few minutes she too got on the phone and i could tell i was going to be here for a while.

"Put my toes in ur mouth and suck them" she said to me while covering the phone. I opened my mouth and began to suck her toes reluctantly. They were warm and salty from her sweat, and the smell was still strong as ever. I kept looking at her and after a while she grabbed a pile of clothes and threw them over her feet. I guess she didnt want to look at me, but now there wasn't any light coming in. At least with the pantyhose there was some sort of ventilation, with all these clothes on me, it only took a few moments for the temperature to rise to an uncomfortable level. I soon realized it wasn't me getting hotter, but rather her feet getting hotter, and beginning to sweat even more profusely. Since i was still sucking her toes, the sweat would roll down her toes and onto my face as i tried to keep my tongue moving on her feet.

Finally after what felt like hours, she pulled her feet out of the socks. I was waiting for her to let me out but instead, she pulled up the pantyhose with me in them, and walked over to the hamper with soiled undergarments. This was the bin where underwear that was tried on was too dirty to be put back on the floor. So they came here and sat there until the pile grew large enough to wash, she tied a knot in the pantyhose and smiled at me as she dropped me in. As i landed in a pile of dirty clothes, she threw a couple more on top of me before finally closing the lid and walking out.

As horrible as my position was, i was thankful that while i was in the hamper, i wasn't being tortured by one of these giant sadists. I wondered how long it would be before someone noticed where i was.

After what seemed like hours, a woman walked in and looked around. I tried being quiet, maybe she would leave and i wouldn't be put through this anymore. What i didn't know was that she was the manager and she wasn't going to stop until she found me. After about 5mins, she looked at the hamper, i could see everything she was doing through a slit on the hamper's side. She walked over, kicked over the hamper and i rolled out.

"Dont talk," she started. "We've gotten several complaints about you not wanting to comply so as the manager to this store, its my job to make sure you do. I'm going to break you in the hard way until you decide to stop struggling."

Before i could react she lifted my small frame up and laid me out on the table where she tied some string around my hands and feet to keep me from moving. From here i got a better look at her massive size and bot was she massive. Even from my height i could tell she must've stood close to 6ft tall but her girth was unbelievable. A belly so large that it spilled out and over the table i was laying on when she got close to me. An ass wider than i could conceive, easily wider than 4ft and it popped out like another 2 ft, i began to wonder how she can even use the bathroom. Then came her tits, giant heavy tits each one being bigger than my entire body at this height. I was staring in awe at her sheer size when she started.

After removing her shirt she pulled her bra up and her tits spilled onto the table like a fleshy avalanche. I couldn't even scream since they rolled over me and completely covered my face and body. After struggling a bit she lifted both breasts off of me and held them up. I gasped for air and was immediately assaulted by the smell coming off of the sweaty underside of her breasts. She then lifted my body and pressed me back first against her stomach, it wasn't until i saw her lifting her tits higher up that i realized what she was doing. By then it was to late and i watch in horror as she released her tits and they slapped against her belly, completely trapping me. I tried to move but was tied tight, i tried screaming but my mouth was flooded by fat as soon as it opened. Ironically all the sweat underneath her breasts made it possible for me to slide my face and turn my head so i was looking up. It was here that i found a gap under her tits and i immediately tried to breath. My mouth, still being filled with fat meant i had to breath in through my nose and take in her musky aroma. Suddenly the pressure began to increase and i realized that she was putting her bra back on.

I couldn't even hear what was going on around me from my prison of fat, so i didn't know that she had already gotten fully dressed and walked back out into the store to finish her shift. The only clue i had that she was walking was the subtle increase and decrease in pressure as her tits bounced with each step she took. At one point i was finally able to free my mouth from the fat which invaded it and i tried screaming, but it didn't illicit any type of response from her or anyone around her.

Being trapped in her tits meant i had no idea of what was going on around me. So i didn't notice when she purposely began layering clothing onto herself until there was a sudden increase in the amount of sweat. She had put on another shirt, a long sleeve shirt on top of that, and then decided to go for a walk out in the sun. I had already grown accustomed to the smell and the sweat wasn't much to deal with until she got outside and it began to rain down on me. No matter how hard i tried there was no escaping it, i was trapped and the only thing that kept me from drowning in her sweat, was the pooled sweat around my face would drain when her breasts bounced with each step she took.

All i wanted was for this all to end, the heat was unbearable and the taste was even worse. I felt her come to a stop and hoped that meant she was done and releasing me. Little did i know that we had just gotten to her car and her "breaking me in" had only just begun.

After reaching the car She began to remove clothing until she was back into her regular attire. I was unaware of any change since under her tits, all i could sense was hot, damp, darkness. She got into the car and drove to a more secluded area of the parking lot before finally removing her bra to extract me. She lifted her breasts and i plopped out onto her lap gasping for air. The bright sunlight coming in through the windshield temporarily blinded me but the air felt cold and refreshing on my skin. It was short-lived though since she dropped her tits onto me while i lay on her lap, once again trapping me under their oppressive weight. This time however i wasn't able to find a way to breath so within seconds panic began to sink in. I didn't realize how weak this ordeal had left me until i tried to move my body, I was blacking out when she finally lifted the tit that was covering my upper body and face. Words didn't come out, just grunts and gasps as i sucked in all the air my lungs could hold before she released her breasts again onto my face, once again sealing me. I felt her lift up her other tit and i felt cold air running over my legs and began wondering what she was planning.

Above me this woman was busily working on tying up my legs and arms to prevent any kind of escape should i try and run. It wasn't an easy task as she had to keep moving her massive breasts out of the way. The sheer weight and size of her tits served a purpose though, they firmly held me in place while she first bound my ankles. She then bound my hands at the waist before finally lifting the tit covering my face once again. She continued to tie me up until she was sure i was secure, i didn't even have the energy left to struggle. Before she finally released me from her breasts she gagged me to make sure i stayed quiet as well. The entire time she didn't utter a single word, she just continued about her business as if i wasn't even a person. She placed my bound body on the passenger seat as she began putting her clothes back on. I wanted desperately to try and talk my way out of this mess but the gag was held in tightly, i just sat and watched her as she changed into a blouse and a knee length skirt and panty hose.

I didn't have to wonder what she was doing for long as she turned to me, picked my small frame up with one arm and stepped outside of the car again. Outside of the car with her back to the door she placed me behind her and turned me upside down. While she held me with one hand i saw her free hand reach back and pull the elastic of her skirt and panty hose just enough for me to slide in. Before i could even react properly my head was in her panty hose and sliding in further. Immediately the pressure from the panty hose pushed my face into her ass crack, the smell was intense and surprisingly bad. I couldn't do anything, since the gag forced me to breath in through my nose i had to endure.

She was still standing outside the car, as i looked through the sheer material of her panty hose i was able to make out the floor below. She pulled the elastic further and began to sort of shake and jiggle in an attempt to force me lower into her panty hose. For five minutes she would shake and bounce, the entire time my face would go deep into her ass crack before sliding back out to repeat the process. When she finally stopped she had lowered my head a few inches below her ass. The sunlight filtering in accentuated each and every dimple in her cratered ass and thighs. Each cheek hung down and her crack gave way to a horrifying sight. A giant bush stared right back at me as i was assaulted by a completely different smell. I began to wonder when was the last time this woman had showered and was caught off guard when i saw thick globs of cum dripping off of her hairs. It was then that i started to struggle and i heard her laugh to herself and she pulled her bra strap and looped it around the back of my ankles and her blouse cover my legs. She then let her skirt drop down to its full length and i was completely hidden from view. I felt her reach back and spread her ass cheeks apart before back into the door and pushing my torso deep into her ass crack. Her bending over also brought her pussy and its odor much closer to my face but by now i once again had no energy left to even turn my head as her curly hairs rubbed my face. When she stood back up it was as if her ass had eaten my body. Both cheeks wrapped all the way around my torso and i was completely immobilized, the only thing i could still move was my neck.

After a good 20mins of situating me against her body she got back into her car and sat down. My back curved along with her ass as she bent her body into the seat. The majority of her weight was centered on my chest, but the car seat had more cushion than i expected and actually allowed me room to breath. It wasn't too uncomfortable, but it was a very tight fit. My face was buried deep into the forest of her pubic hairs and i could clearly see how turned on she was as her pussy kept leaking out its thick cum. She leaned back and lifted her skirt to admire her handy work and i could feel her cum dripping down my neck and for once, i was glad i was gagged. Through the tangled mess of hair i could barely make out her face over her giant belly and tits. Satisfied she leaned forward again and started the car.

Her leaning forward plunged me back into semi darkness, with faint light filtering through her skirt. Now even deeper into her bush i could actually feel the heat emanating off of her sex as she drips onto my face. She drove for what seemed like an eternity and made sure to exaggerate every bump she hit. Every time she hit the gas her body would shift back mixing in a little fresh air with the incredibly stale air i was breathing. Every time she stopped though she would shift forward and completely engulf my face with her lips. As the drive went on she would get wetter and wetter after every red light to the point where she actually clogged one of my nostrils. After a good 40 minutes of aimless driving i hear her pull into somewhere. With her thighs on either side of my head i can't really hear, but i was able to make out that she was ordering food. Waiting for the food was hellish since she would periodically lean forward and press my face against her pussy. Her clit would rub against my forehead and even in the dim lighting i could make out the strands of cum stretching over my face whenever she backed off. Finally the car moves and she parks it under a tree to devour her lunch.

She spread her thighs a little and lifted her skirt so i could also participate in her feeding. She ate, and ate, and ate taco after taco and burritos. Underneath her i had a better view since she had leaned back a little, i just stared in awe as i watch her eat enough food to feed 5 people. After she finished she just sat back and let herself enjoy what was going on. Then she did the unthinkable, she farted. My body shook when it came out of her anus, and her position meant it had no where to go but down.

"oh wow, i love taco bell" she said, "i just hate how much gas it always give me"

Thats when the smell hit and i began straining my neck in a futile attempt to escape the stench. My struggling must've turned her on because her clit grew firm and hard and she reached a hand under her skirt and began playing with it. More and more fluids began dripping out of her cunt and it wasn't long before i was drowning under her. Once she wasn't hearing me gasping i felt her hand reach for me and loosen the gag until it was pulled out of my mouth and i was gasping for air again. She quickly returned to playing with her clit while she hovered her pussy just above my face giving me enough room to gasp for air. As she got more into it she would scrub her pussy against my face before lifting up. This went on for a good 10mins, with the intervals becoming more and more intense, and her scrubbing episodes would last longer and longer. As she was reaching her climax she held herself above me as she rubbed herself faster and faster until she finally came.

It came on pretty sudden, first she began trembling before releasing a deep moan and covering my face in her cum. After she came she sat back down on my face and leaned back on my open mouth i could feel her cum dripping into my mouth. It tasted very strong, and with my nose clogged i had no choice but to let it fall into my mouth. My refusing to swallow meant that it pooled up at the back of my throat and that i couldn't talk, just gurgle. It was a couple of minutes before she finally regained her composure and moved to situate me again. She looked down at me, quite proud of the mess she had made and smiled as she replaced the gag. Only i didnt have a chance to spit out any of her cum and with my mouth sealed i now had no choice but to swallow it. She just stared at me and i knew she had done it on purpose, her eyes moved to my throat when she saw me finally start swallowing and her smile got bigger.

"good boy" she said, "now its time to take u home"

That was the last thing i heard before she shifted her body again and closed her thighs around my head. I heard the rhythmic pumping of the radio and felt her start to dance and bounce on me as she started her trip home. I began to wonder if i would even be alive when we reached her house as we hit another red light and her pussy pressed against my face once again.