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Hello everyone.. suddenly inspired so figured I'd post.. let me know if you guys like it

Trapped
By: Miami_FA

I awake to find I can't move. My arms are pinned to my sides and my ankles are bound together. I'm lying on my back with my head on what feels like a massage table. A stocking is pulled tightly over my head, slightly obscuring my view. My mouth hurts and I realized it's being forced open with some sort of a gag. As my vision clears slightly I can make out the outline of a dildo attached to my gag. Suddenly someone enters the room and I can't make out many details through the stocking, but I can tell she's a very fat black woman. I try and watch what she's doing out of the corner of my eyes, I try and talk but all that escapes from me are muffled grunts. She's removing her clothes, a pair of stretchy pants comes off and the room is suddenly filled with the smell of her sweaty sex. She lets them drop on the floor with a wet slap, drenched in her sweat. She follows suit with her shirt and bra, even in this poor lighting I could make out she had massive floppy breasts. They landed with wet smacks against her belly once they were freed from their fabric prison.

It was now that she turned her attention towards me for the first time since she walked in. As she approached, I realized she was actually much bigger than I had originally assumed. She seemed shorter because the table I was on was elevated. The woman originally looked about 5'4 and close to 275lbs. In reality she was about 5'11 and closer to 350lbs. Her smell also intensified circled the table and examined my restraints. I'd been wrapped in saran wrap around my ankles, thighs, and arms. She then taped my bound body to the table for good measure before attempting to climb onto my body. I grunted loudly in protest but to no avail, only my head rocked from side to side as she settled onto my chest and expelled all the air from my lungs. As she settled I felt the damp, sticky heat coming from her flesh as her thighs and belly spilled onto my body. She shifted forward a bit to get comfortable before reaching into a bag she had on the side of the table. She pulled out a bottle of baby oil and worked slowly and purposely to massage it into every one of her folds. Every so often her movement would elicit a grunt from me, but for the most part I was able to breathe under her weight.

After what seemed like an eternity of shallow breathing and the sound of her hands slipping through all her crevices she finished. Pleased with her work, she sat atop me, a shining beacon of excess. She turned her attention towards me before spraying oil onto my chest and neck, presumably to make it easier to slide over the plastic binding. She pulled my stocking up a little to expose my nose. She did this by leaning forward, crushing my chest under her massive belly and battering my face with her massive breasts. This resulted in my nose receiving a full on assault of all her well-seasoned aromas and further limited my vision. Before I could properly react, she was spraying liberal amounts of oil onto my face. I felt her weight increasing on my chest as I was suddenly buried in her cleavage. She shifted a bit and once satisfied; she began to slowly work her tits on the dildo gag. She kneaded her breasts together and worked her bust up and down. First slowly, I felt her heavy flesh wash over my face until she began working the shaft of the dildo. Luckily every time she went up the shaft I was able to sneak in a quick gasp for air. Unluckily for me, she would slam her tits against my face with the downwards motion, grinding her tits into my face. How could something so soft be so heavy? Once satisfied with the amount of time passed, she would lift up the shaft and repeat the process. This went on for what seemed like hours, every couple of minutes she would shift to her side and just use one breast to torment me. They were so large, she would lay a single breast on my face and it would spill out around the sides of my head.

Once she was done smothering me with her breasts, she got off and lowered the table. I lay there, too broken and exhausted to move my head let alone complain anymore. The only sounds from me were when she squeezed the air from my body. Once she was satisfied with the height of the table she straddled my head, facing my feet, before sitting down on my face. She still had yet to use the dildo but rather just slowly ground her pussy against my face. The tempo increased as she worked herself up, my gasps for air the only other sound aside from her moans and the wet slurps of her pussy trying to eat my face. As she neared her climax, she stopped and began fiddling with my gag. She twisted the dildo and suddenly several holes along the shaft became visible and I was able to breathe through my mouth. This was short-lived as she immediately turned her body, the last thing I saw was the underside of her massive belly slamming against my forward as she impaled herself with the dildo.

She rode my face with complete and utter disregard. Her bouncing allowed me the faintest gasps of air. I tried breathing again through the holes in the gag but it wasn't until now I'd realized its true purpose. The holes served as a way to channel her juices directly into my mouth. I attempted to inhale and her juice invaded my mouth and my mind reeled at the strong taste.

She rode my face for another few minutes before she finally climaxed her cum slowly but constantly dripping into my mouth from the gag. I had no choice but to swallow as it was slowly pooling in the back of my throat. She'd barely finished when she began a second round. Again my face was fucked into oblivion and when she finally came she leaned back as her ass settled on my chest. She slid on the still oily plastic and my chin was against her anus, the dildo still firmly inserted. I lay there, trapped under this woman as she drifts in and out of consciousness, the drip of her cum into my mouth remind me of my position. Soon enough I heard slow breathing, almost snoring, I couldn't tell because my ears were buried by her thighs. I thought about falling asleep, lord knows I was exhausted. The amount of cum dripping into my mouth suddenly increased before giving way to a new taste. The drip increased into a stream, a hot and salty stream. Suddenly my mouth flooded and even though I wanted to scream and spit, I was fully entombed by her body. I let me mouth fill, refusing to swallow any of her urine and once the shaft of the dildo gag was filled, it just streamed out of her hairy snatch and rolled over my face. Inevitably it reached my nose and suddenly drinking her urine didn't seem so bad considering the alternative. Eventually her flow stopped, but now I was trapped with a mouth so full of piss my cheeks had ballooned. To make matters worse, my nose was sitting in a small pool of her urine formed in between her thighs. I mentally prepared as best as I could and swallowed a mouth full of her urine, only to have more pour in from the dildo into my mouth. It was going to be a long night...

very nice, will there be anymore??

indeed, it's very good. as always  :)