By: WalterMelon420
Heavy bass pounds in your chest and distorted vocals ring in your ears. The intense music of the club is all encompassing, just like the sea of people you find yourself in. They crowd around you as you seek out another intoxicating refreshment, and after swimming upstream through the human river you finally make it to the bar. Drinks are constantly being poured, mixed, grabbed, and spilled. The bar mats have reached saturation, overflowing onto the countertop and trickling onto the floor. But the bartenders are too busy slinging drink after drink, and their tip jar is overflowing just like the mats and the glasses.
A large bartender comes up to you and asks what you want, yelling to be heard over the cacophony of the rave. His voice is thunderous; his arms lined with Nordic tattoos and jewelry, and his face sporting a beard that only a Viking could grow. You keep it simple, an amaretto sour. He returns a minute later and slides you a glass of yellowish liquor. You hand him your card, close your tab, and tip him with two twenty-dollar bills. His blond beard accentuates his beaming grin as he stuffs it into the overflowing jar.
You sip your drink and check your phone. A text from your friends is at the top of your notifications.
“Jakes calling an uber but it’s crazy rn! Should be here in an hour.” You reply and text that you’re heading back to the dance floor and will meet him outside in an hour. A few seconds after hitting send he reacts with a thumb-up. You raise your glass and tilt your head back, slamming back the sour and burning beverage. You wince at the taste, and your face contorts as the alcohol burns all the way down your throat. You set a timer on your phone, then make your way back to the dance floor and into the crowd of people.
Strobe lights, colored lasers, and artificial smoke flow between the intoxicated dancers. Down here the music drowns out everything, even your own thoughts. The beat literally pulses through your body, and you can’t help but succumb to its hypnotic rhythm. The movement starts in your shoulders and your arms, then works its way to your hips. Before you know it, every muscle in your body flows like liquid. You aren’t in control of your movements anymore; you’re one with the music now. You know there’s other people around you, but the haze of smoke and flashing lights makes them only silhouettes of movement. The drink and music make you lose your sense of time, and you suddenly find yourself in a small opening filled with others who have succumbed to the music’s spell, surrounded by a wall of bodies. There’s someone right in front of you. You’re eye-level with her chest, her large voluptuous chest.
When the strobe light flashes you catch glimpses of her. A hot mess of a woman with sweat-drenched hair and running makeup. Her curves far exceed anybody else’s in this club, possibly in this whole city. Her massive pale breasts threaten to spill out of her crop top as they jiggle and ripple with even the slightest movement. Her stiff nipples poke through her shirt and leave absolutely nothing to the imagination, not even the shape of her nipple piercings. There’s a look of wildness in her face as she eyes you up and down, your movements never stopping. Her fluorescent red lips curl into a cocky smirk as she turns around and bends at the hip. Her ass is the biggest you’ve ever seen! Two twin boulders of divine femininity barely contained in her thin purple leggings. The psychedelic pattern on her pants stretches around her ass, only adding to her raw sexual energy. They’ve fallen slightly, revealing the top of her pink G-string thong. You want to reach out and touch her, to feel that soft and yielding flesh squish in your hands and between your fingers.
As if reading your mind, she pushes back further and grinds against your hips! Her ass dwarfs you, practically swallowing your lower body whole as her massive butt shakes and ripples as she twerks in beat with the music. It feels incredible! You dance with her, pressing yourself against her and feeling the damp warmth of her body against your most sensitive area. She can feel you hardening, and it only encourages her more. The crowd of people and other dancers cheer her on, a few men cheering for you as well. You grab her ass and pull her against you, even spanking her gently. Goosebumps run across her skin at your touch. You never want this night to end. You want to stay right here with your crotch buried in her ass.
You feel something vibrating in your pocket You check your phone and the screen displays that it’s time to meet your friends outside. She feels your energy change, your body not moving with the music anymore as she looks over her shoulder at you. You show her your phone screen and her face becomes annoyed. She yells something to you, but you can’t hear her over the blaring music.
“Sorry! I’ve got to go!” you yell to her, barely able to hear yourself over the music. She stands up and turns around. She takes a step closer to you, her giant breasts an inch away from your face. She leans in close and shouts into your ear.
“I said, I’m not done with you yet!” Before you can even process what she said she wraps her arms around you and pulls you into a tight and crushing hug. She stuffs your face into her sweaty tits and lifts you off the ground as she carries you off. Her cleavage stinks of sweat and musk, catching a faint hint of the unique smell of ripe armpits. Her smell tainted your last breath of air before the softness of her breasts squished around your face and suffocated you. You try to break free from her arms, but they remain locked around you like steel beams. You yell at her to put you down, that you really need to leave but she doesn’t listen to a word you’re saying. It’s clear that your needs don’t matter to her.
Your lungs ache, your body thrashing wildly as you try to find a breath of air. Just as you begin to fear this monstrous woman is going to smother you to death, she releases you from her embrace and drops you onto the floor, leaving you barely standing as you gasp for air. The moment you try to move she grabs your shoulders and slams you up against the wall. She slowly starts to press her body against you, her curves engulfing your body completely as she crushes you against the wall.
“Look, lady, I really do need to go!” You yell over the music, “My friends are waiting for me and they’re-.” she quickly cuts you off by smothering you in her sweaty, sticky tits again.
“Shut the fuck up!” she yells in your ear “You think you can just tease me like that? Get me all excited out on the dancefloor and then leave me?” She punctuates her words by squishing her giant breasts together around your head, the doughy flesh flows around your head and covers you in her softness and her sweat. Her tits cover your ears, and for the first time in hours the music isn’t deafening. You try to push her off you, but her large, exposed belly keeps your arms pinned on your sides.
Your phone starts ringing. You try to grab it, but she snatches it out of your pocket. She declines the call and turns your phone off, stuffing it into the pocket of her leggings.
“You’re not going anywhere!” she shouts in your ear as she continues to suffocate you. She releases you from your tits and shoves you down onto the floor. Now, your head is level with her ass… her soft, sweaty, and unbelievably giant ass. Your eyes widen in horror as she threatens to bury you alive in her giant backside. You lift your hands up to try and stop her, but her strength and size are too much for you to handle. She slams her ass into your face, hitting the back of your head against the brick wall and shoving you deep inside her cavernous ass crack. Her pants are damp with sweat, and the smell is unbearable. A gallon of ass sweat mixed with the stench of her unwashed crotch. You thrash your body around as much as possible. You kick your legs, but she bends over and grabs them, using them to support her body as he grinds her ass up and down across your face. Your eyes are the only thing not swallowed by her giant musky butt. You manage to tilt your head up just enough for your nose to poke out and take a deep breath of air, but your desperation for air causes you to practically snort the earthy smell of her ass.
Her musk makes you choke and nearly gag. It clouds your mind until the only thought left is her and her ass. Your panicked cries become whimpering pleas to for release, then gentle moans as you’re forced to huff her ass more and more. People walk past, but they don’t help you. They think you want this, and some depraved part of you deep down actually does. You know you should get away, that your friends are worried about you, but your lust-drunk mind wants to stay right where you are.
“You’re not even struggling anymore!” she yells to you, bouncing on your face, “If you like my ass so much, why don’t you kiss it?” Her words hang heavy in your mind. You’re torn between escape and submitting to this succubus, and in your lust filled stupor you chose to submit. You lean forwards, as deep in her ass as you can, and kiss her anus through her pants. She groans in pleasure and wiggles her hip, rolling your head around in her ass.
“That’s a good slut. You’re all mine now.” She says as she hooks her thumbs into her waistband and slowly pulls her pants down. Her sweat-drenched leggings cling to her body like a second skin. She pulls them down with an agonizing slowness until her massive butt springs free from her leggings, gently sloshing around without the confinement of clothing. Her doughy, freckled butt looks even bigger without her pants. Her thong is swallowed in a wedgie so deep it seems impossible, and the subtle hair deep inside her ass are drenched in sweat. She bends over again, grasping your legs with one hand and pulling her thong to the side with the other. Her puckered, pink, sweaty anus winks at you from the valley of her ass.
“Sniff it!” she commands. Without thinking you lean in until your nose is directly against her hot sticky anus. You take the deepest, full-breath snort of your life. Her smell is so much more intense without the barrier of clothes between you. If anyone else smelled her ass, they would gag and do everything they could to escape. But you’re not someone else. You’re a submissive, ass-sniffing slut who has been craving a woman like this for your entire life. Over and over, you huff her anus, exhaling with grunting moans of dark desires. Someone walks past, their eyes widening as they see the debauchery unfolding before them. You lock eyes with the boy, and without breaking eye contact you take a long, hard, passionate lick up her ass crack. You keep your tongue out, letting your saliva drip off the tip and onto her all-encompassing ass. He watches for a while longer before eventually returning to the mosh pit.
After nearly an hour of sniffing, licking, and kissing this massive woman’s smelly rear end she finally stands up. You gasp but don’t move a muscle as you watch her pull her pants up and stuff her giant cheeks back into her tight leggings. She reaches down and grabs your hair. Without saying a word, she yanks you up and walks you to the bathroom. The sink is crowded with other women all fixing their makeup and hair. They don’t even notice you being dragged into a stall as she locks the door behind her.
She pushes you down onto the floor again, this time laying the back of your head on the toilet seat. She pulls her pants down again, revealing her massive, hairy crotch dripping with sweat and her sticky nectar. Her powerful legs straddle your sides as she lowers her gaping, musky pussy directly towards your face.
“Eat me.” She says, her voice breathy and shaking with need but still full of power, “and don’t you dare stop until I say.” She doesn’t even wait for a reply. She grinds her crotch around your face, her plump lips wrapping around you until your mouth is aligned with her deep drooling entrance. Your entire face is swallowed by her musky, sweaty vagina. You do as she demands and open your mouth, sticking your tongue out and plunging it deep inside her. She moans loudly and presses harder against you. Her pussy reeks with the same feminine stench as her ass, but sweeter with an almost metallic smell to it. You huff her crotch as you lap up her juices like a thirsty dog. Her inner muscles clench around your tongue as she rides your face. It’s as if every muscle in this woman’s body was designed to put you in your place and never let you go. She ruts against your face and rubs her clit on your nose. Her movements become faster, more erratic, her thighs and ass jiggling and clapping as she fucks your face with a lust you thought couldn’t be possible. You fuck her with your tongue and kiss her wet fleshy entrance. You can’t breathe, but you don’t care. You only care about making her cum. Her breath hitches in her throat, her eyes roll back in ecstasy as her thighs clamp down on your head with enough force to nearly break your jaw. Her body spasms as her juices flood your mouth and nose, spraying out like a geyser around your face and hair. You can’t move your head a single inch, forced to endure a waterboarding session from her crotch.
When she finally releases you, you collapse onto the floor. Your head is pounding, your jaw aching, your tongue numb. You’re barely conscious as you watch her pull her pants back up and lift you up. You feel her throw you over her shoulder, looking down at the top of her giant ass as it wobbles back and forth with every step she takes. Cool air suddenly rushes around you as she carries you outside. You look up from her mesmerizing ass to see your friends talking to security and the Uber driver. One of them looks up and sees you being carried away by a giant woman. The last thing you remember was giving him a gentle, half-awake wave and the voice of your new master in your ear.
“You’re my new permanent toy, ass kisser. You’re going to kiss, lick, and worship every inch of me for the rest of your life.”