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Love In The Trenches

Date: 3/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female Domination, Mind Control, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

of her bedroom, painfully aware of my dick sticking out in full deployment. I was deeply embarrassed and felt uneasy and out of place. Susan had taken off her pumps and her face looked flushed, still wet with the water she’d splashed onto it. Her eyes dropped to my enflamed crotch, but she said nothing. There was a faint Mona Lisa smile on her lips as she stepped towards me and turned her back to me. ‘Unzip me.’ I unzipped her dress and she let it slide to the floor. ‘Get my slippers. They’re beneath the bed somewhere.’ I found her slippers and kneeled down before her to help her into them. She leaned on my shoulders and I breathed in the aroma of soap and sweat that emanated from her warm skin. As I straightened up again, she stepped towards the bathroom again. She turned in the doorway and crooked a finger at me. ‘Come. It is time.’ I was trembling as I followed her into the bathroom. I felt like a lamb going to the slaughter. Still, the irony didn’t escape me. Some lamb. With a hard-on. Chapter X: ‘With this I make you mine.’ ‘Lie down. Right there, on your back.’ Susan pointed at an area on the floor between the bath tub and the wash basin. ‘Those tiles are going to be awfully cold on my naked skin.’ She rolled her eyes in exasperation. ‘You’re such a sissy. All right, there’s a large towel on the rack over there. Spread it out on the floor and lie down. And make it snappy, I can’t hold back forever.’ Hold back what? I arranged the towel and lay down on it, my head ... towards the toilet. No sooner was I on the floor, Susan took off her bra, downed her briefs and straddled my head, her back towards the toilet. I was looking up at her broad ass, the buttocks pressed tightly together although her legs were slightly apart. The insides of her thighs joined just below her crotch and blocked her cunt from view. I could see the rounding of her belly where it folded over her lap. Susan bent forward ever so slightly and between the flattened globes of her breasts her eyes appeared, staring down at me. ‘This is not going to be easy on you, but it is necessary. You could say it’s an initiation ritual. I have bestowed this honour on only a few men in my life, and none have stood the test. I have great hopes that you may be the first to measure up.’ Susan bent further forward, placing her hands on her knees. Her breasts unglued from her chest and dangled high above me. She kept looking down at me. My own eyes flitted nervously between her face, her breasts and her enormous behind that seemed to grow in size as she slowly squatted down over my face. If you have ever been in this position with a slightly over-sized woman, you will easily understand the sense of awe that overcame me. As the ass came closer, the fleshy thighs separated and shuddered as they drooped down. The massive buttocks split apart, revealing Susan’s greying bush, the widening gash of her cunt and the brown wrinkly softness of her asshole nestled deep between the half moons of her ass ...