By: PaleBandit
With the last boxes folded and stored away, the couple sighs in unison. They have finally unpacked it all! No more boxes to carry, no more furniture to move!
“Fiiinally!”, Helena moans, “This was far more work than I expected!”
“It was your idea to replace some of your furniture with mine.”, William reminds her and stretches.
“I did not think we would change so much! Your taste in furniture is just so much better than mine!”, she admits, “And now I really just want to sit down and relax!”
“You can say that again!”, William agrees.
For a few seconds, Helena just stares at her boyfriend. She blames the hours of labor for his failure to pick up what she is dealing. While gently moving her finger across his arm she adds: “I sure hope my sweaty ass can be cushioned properly…”
William twitches, his mind finally remembering who he has now moved in with. He turns his head and looks past his girlfriend, looking at the recliner standing on the wall in the living room. A few hours ago a couch was in its place, but Helena has made the strong argument that they will not need two seated furniture and thus they replaced it with a big recliner from William’s former balcony. It stands on a cozy carpet and has a small table next to it. The remote for the TV rests on that one.
“I will be getting myself a drink…”, Helena announces and then whispers into his ear, “And then I want to park my ass in front of the TV and not move before heading to bed… If I go to bed~”
She then kisses him on the neck while slowly walking to the kitchen, making sure her ass cheeks jiggle on every step. William rushes to get into position and when his girlfriend returns with a large, cold beer, she finds him lying on the recliner. His head is resting on the seat and his legs are resting on the carpet. She chuckles at the sight. Ever since they put that thing there, she has been waiting to finally break it in. Multiple times she has thought about taking a break from rearranging the furniture just to use it for a bit, but now that her body arches and she can feel the sweat running down her ass, she is so very happy to have resisted these thoughts. She bites her lower lip, knowing this might be the beginning of their best session yet! Her seat is more than ready for it too. William has stayed more focused than her overall, but whenever the recliner happened to come into view, a spurt of excitement rushed through him. Now that she towers over him with that huge jug of beer in her hand, he is more ready than he had ever been before! It had taken him a few minutes to find the best position to lie down on the thing and Helena had done more than just pour two bottles of beer into a large glass! She had also gotten rid of her pants and underwear! But there is one more thing she wants to do before planting that big bare ass on his face. Pulling her right foot out of her slipper, she removes the ankle sock from it and then does the same with the other side. William opens his mouth and she does not say a word as she shoves them in. She just smiles. It has been a while since she changed socks. It has been the same pair every day, cleaned inside her boyfriend’s mouth during the night. It is as convenient as it is hot. With his mouth stuffed, she steps over him, one leg on each side of the recliner. She is not moving slowly, almost dropping herself down, knowing he can take it. The recliner creaks a bit from the impact, but Helena’s purr as she feels her cheeks mold around William’s face is louder. It merely takes some light shifts for his nose to reach her hole. She leans back feeling his intense breathing against it. He is sniffing at it like an addict! It must stink majorly down there. She has no doubts about it. Helena has quit showering unless she is going out weeks ago and she has been sweating like a pig today! Her butt deserves to be called a swamp ass! It is why his face slid in there so easily. After moving her legs onto him she is resting her entire weight on her boyfriend, properly reducing him to a cushion. She takes a big sip of her beer like she is celebrating it. His breathing is relentless, but she knows how to make him sniff even harder! Without any fanfare, she lets loose what she has been holding in all day. The first load of her highly filled gas tank is released as a slow, bubbly fart. William begins to somehow breathe even deeper, inhaling the fumes as if letting anything escape would be an unforgivable crime! As her lips part from the jug she sighs loudly and chimes “That’s the life~”. Meanwhile, her boyfriend does not think much. Since they started dating, the frequent use by his girlfriend has eventually made it really easy for William to just slip into a less human state of mind. He is in pure bliss, feeling content, and experiences intense physical pleasure. Helena makes staying in this state very easy as she enjoys treating him as nothing more than a cushion. She does not address him directly only ever talks to herself about how comfy and absorbent her cushion is. This is, of course, referring to how obediently and passionately William inhales all of her fumes. Helena honestly has no idea anymore how bad her farts are. She assumes they must have become much worse since she has adjusted her diet with the sole purpose of making them as nasty as possible for William, but ever since they started dating, she had her lovely boyfriend smell up every single fart of hers. Even at night, she keeps his face tugged in between her cheeks to have him take care of it all! This is also why they did not bother getting a bigger bed. Helena sleeps on top of him, so they really have no need to block more of the already small bedroom with a larger bed. Both of them find it far more comfy to just reduce William to a part of the mattress every single night. His body is buried beneath his girlfriend’s body with his face trapped in the depths of her rear all night long. And as casually as she sleeps on top of him every night, she now drinks her beer while watching TV, mercilessly ripping ass right down her beloved boyfriend’s nose, viewing him as nothing more than her favorite cushion in the entire world! She loves sitting on him so much, that she even fantasizes about just dragging him to work and using him there as well! William would be far too shy for this sort of public humiliation, but she is not and she knows he would actually love it. But she is not silly enough to disregard the obvious consequences of doing something like that on the job and she cannot afford to get fired. For now, the most exciting use she got out of William’s comfy face was when they did karaoke with him spending the entire time beneath her while she sang by herself. Otherwise, she uses him plenty when she goes hiking, but there is something about other people walking right by the room she is using him as a fartcushion that gets a real rise out of her. Of course, there is one thing about going hiking with William that a visit to the karaoke bar does not offer: Her feet are covered in layers upon layers of sweat for him to lick off at the end of every break. Right now, while she is lounging on top of him she is already wiggling her toes in anticipation of his tongue pampering her sweaty feet. But for now, she still has a lot of gas to let loose and she definitely needs to rest a few hours before she has the energy to get off him. For now, her feet are pleasuring William rather than the other way around as Helena’s heels are firmly planted right on his crotch. His hard member is twitching and pushing against them but is being held down by the weight of those feet. He moans into her ass. It feels absolutely amazing and as his girlfriend gives him another breath of pure gas, he starts to make a mess inside of his pants. Helena does not even react to it. She knows what she is doing and very much enjoys having him explode while she uses him. And like this, she just lounges in front of the TV until her eyes slowly fall shut and she sleeps and rips ass peacefully for about an hour. It is her phone’s alarm that ends her nap. She stretches and finally gets off William.
“We have about an hour until we need to head out. As much fun as this is, I would hate to miss our reservations!”, she explains and waits for William to slide off the recliner, “But before we hit the shower…”, she settles back down and points at her feet.
William immediately kneels down on her feet. As he does he really is thankful about the recliner. The chairs, yoga ball, and even couches they tried out also caused his neck, his neck, or both to become quite stiff, but with him being able to fully lay out his back on the recliner, he does not feel stiff in the slightest! Thus he can quickly remove the socks from his mouth and start kissing his girlfriend’s feet. She giggles at the sight like she always does. He has to hold himself back not to immediately start licking them, even if the taste he gets from just pressing his lips into her soles drives him crazy. “I love how disciplined you are, honey, but we will be cutting it REALLY short if you kiss every inch of my soles today!”, Helena says, “So, just this time, you can start licking right away~”
William looks up at her and replies: “God, I love you so much!”, before bringing his tongue out. He begins to lick passionately and slowly, moving his tongue from her heel all the way between two of her toes. While savoring every lick, he cannot help but add a kiss every now and then to thank those big feet for the wonderful taste. Despite how licking them is an everyday occurrence for him, it always excited him the first time. As he moves on to sucking on her toes, he can hear her sigh. His tongue moves gently over her toes and she will always find that extremely relaxing. Helena has long come to the conclusion that William is far too good at being a cushion and a footslave to not be born for these very purposes. The line “You were born to serve me!” is something she tells him more often than that she loves him with the most sincerity of anything she has ever said. Despite not wanting to be called “goddess” or “mistress”, she believes that she OWNS her boyfriend and sees him as her property. She does not need any fancy words to know that. The total devotion with which he is worshipping her feet is proof of that. As she checks her phone, her eyes widen.
“Time really moves fast when you are enjoying yourself!”, she mutters, “Finish up, babe! We have to hit the shower, now!”
William does as he is told. He quickly licks all over her soles one more time and plants a few kisses on them before standing up and helping his girlfriend off the recliner. She then pulls him into the bathroom and they lose their close before turning on the shower and making out while cleaning each other.