The Facesitting Bar Ch 09

It had been a surreal night for Natalie, punctuated by the most intense orgasms. Emma's head had been trapped so tightly inside her red facesitting shorts that oral stimulation from Emma's lips had been constant.

As Natalie slipped into REM sleep, her body twitched as she dreamt. Wild fantasies ran amuck, and wet dreams played out both in her imagination and her pants where Emma's face was trapped in the deep crevasse between her butt cheeks.

As Natalie entered deep sleep, her breathing slowed, and her muscles relaxed. She became almost impossible to rouse. Emma's lips no longer received aroused feedback from Natalie's hips and so she too slipped into deep sleep. With nowhere to go and nothing to do, Emma's sleep rhythms fell in sync, her facial muscles at rest deep inside her flesh cell.

*

"Hi, bottom," Natalie giggled, her butt tensing as she stretched out on the bed the next morning. She smiled as she felt Emma's lips awaken and pitifully try to form words inside her flesh press.

Emma whinnied, her trembling high pitched moans expressing over arousal. The skin on skin contact with Natalie's butt was constant and inescapable.

"Time?" Emma mumbled, her lips having to fight hard against Natalie's glutes just to create some semblance of speech.

"Time has no meaning inside there," Natalie teased, pressing against the thick shiny fabric of her shorts.

"Natalie!" Emma cried in frustration.

Natalie laughed open mouthed. "Wow, that takes me back," she blurted as she played with her own erect nipples. Emma had been her high school English teacher and the way Emma reprimanded her hadn't changed.

"Sorry, Miss Fallon," Natalie teased.

Emma groaned from inside the girl's locked shorts, not wanted a reminder that her face was trapped inside an ex-student's butt.

"I won't do it again, Miss Fallon," Natalie giggled.

Emma relaxed, knowing it was impossible to resist in this position. One squeeze of her student's glutes and her cheeks could clamp tight around her face and cut off all air. She closed her eyes and pictured 18-year old Natalie at the back of her class flashing her underwear from beneath her rolled up skirt. Emma was now that underwear.

"Sorry Em, it's eight in the morning," Natalie called.

That meant that the women had been locked together for over eight hours during which time Emma had placed thousands of doting kisses on her student's butt. It felt like both eight minutes and eight days eight with time literally standing still.

"Mmm, I love your obsession with my butt," Natalie purred, tensing her legs and sliding her fingertips inside the tight waistband of her shorts to remind herself how skintight they were around her hips, "Are you still single, Miss?"

"Yes," Emma sighed.

"So how does it feel that you've kissed my butt more than you've kissed a man?"

"Your butt... obsessed... with me!" Emma stammered in delirious frustration, her hands also gripping the shiny red fabric in an attempt to prise Natalie's cheeks apart.

The material twisted and pulled, forming cute creases in the leather-like fabric, but there was absolutely no give in the tight material that clinched around Natalie's hips. Any attempt to withdraw her lips from between Natalie's cheeks made the shorts hug more tightly around Natalie's hips, which in turn squeezed her cheeks together like a car press. Emma soon gave up and sunk back down between her host's warm flesh.

"You know I don't have the key to these shorts," Natalie called gleefully.

"Oh... fuck..."

Emma's hot breath pumped around the inside Natalie's shorts and her climax-laced muffled moans vibrated as Emma's face slipped deeper between the younger woman's supple cheeks. Natalie closed her eyes as she played with her prey, thrusting her hips and clenching her butt to create an airtight seal around Emma's face. Emma's tongue lapped her hole until Natalie's cheeks relaxed and rippled to gift her captive a breath of scented air.

*

Finally, the door opened, and Jake walked in with three takeaway coffees. Natalie beamed as she propped herself up on the bed, on top of Emma's face. She smiled gratefully as she took a cup from Jake's hand.

"I think you can let her out now," Jake said, as his headless and naked teacher writhed around beneath the young, caffeine sipping woman.

"I don't have the key," Natalie shrugged nonchalantly while combing dishevelled brown hair away from her painted lips.

"Now Nat," he growled.

"No, seriously, you see this lock? And they are so tight. They're never getting over my hips."

"You don't seem upset."

"Gotta wear something. Panties, thong, old English teacher... and fuck is she attentive!"

Jake sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Natalie sipped her coffee with one hand while her other hand stroked Emma's long blonde hair that protruded out of her shorts.

"You know those panties that keep slipping into your crack? No, you probably don't, Natalie babbled, "Well, Emma is like them. You know those pink ones I have that turn into a thong? Yeah, well in these shorts, it's a one-way trip."

"Natalie?" Emma called pitifully, in a hopeful, questioning mumble.

"Isn't she gorgeous? Natalie gushed patronisingly, "Her lips are tingling my hole... think I'll keep her hidden in there forever."

Emma had been a uber-strict English teacher, but so far this morning Jake hadn't heard her utter a single coherent word in any language. Feeling pity for his headless teacher, he started to massage her shoulders.

"I hope you don't like her more than me?" Natalie frowned disapprovingly with a brattish flick of her head toward the naked woman stretched out between them.

"What if I do?"

"Then I'll pee on her," Natalie goaded, giddy with power, "She won't be so nice to kiss after that."

"Natalie?" Emma pitiful cry murmured again.

"Shush, pants don't speak," Natalie replied.

Natalie reached for the plastic tube which she threaded through the small metal ventilation hole in her shorts. Assuming that it had ended up somewhere near Emma's mouth, she rocked up and sat with her full weight on Emma's face.

"Wow, she's so deep," Natalie moaned, "Her lips are grinding against my hole..." Natalie rocked on what to her seemed to be no more than an anal toy, her mischievous nature lapping up Jake's disapproving look.

"I could take out the tube, tense my butt and gorgeous Miss Fallon would be gone..." Natalie goaded, her cheeky grin and freckles at odds with her ominous threat. "No more homework!"

"That's one way to go," Jake breathed, moving closer to kiss her.

Natalie felt gorgeously powerful. When she tensed her glutes, they formed an airtight seal around Emma's mouth and nose. There would be nothing that Jake or anyone else could do if she clinched and tensed and just waited for the inevitable panic from inside her shorts.

"Lock... unlock," Natalie mouthed between kisses.

Jake watched as the stretch of the fabric changed with each clench her toned buttocks. "Bad girl," he growled.

"You like that idea, don't you," Natalie mouthed.

"Have you sealed her?" Jake breathed, his cock hard.

Emma started to moan, her desperate struggles having surprisingly little impact on the lithe woman sitting atop her face.

"The end of the tube is stuck under your leg!" Jake cried, quickly unhooking it from beneath Natalie's thigh.

"Opps," Natalie mouthed.

Natalie had teased Jake before by sitting on a small teddy bear. She had the same seductive smile on her lips now, drawing her crush in with their shared fetish for facesitting.

"That bear never recovered from my attentions," Natalie mouthed.

"I remember," Jake sighed, freeing his erection from his tangled boxer shorts.

"You do like it!" Natalie smiled coyly, "What if I told you that Emma's not coming out alive."

"Stop it," Jake whispered, throwing down his empty cup and straddling his naked teacher's body as he kissed Natalie.

"Miss Fallon's face is now exactly the same shape as by butt," Natalie whispered.

"You're a sadist."

"Does that turn you on?" Natalie breathed.

"I love that sadistic gleam in your eye," Jake growled, tracing his hands over the curves of the woman's hips, "Let's go back to your place."

"We don't have the key!" Natalie sang.

Natalie picked up Emma's breathing tube and sucked on the end, enjoying the feeling of Emma's hot breath surging inside her mouth. She then opened her red lips and pressed her tongue into the end of the tube.

"Now I have a massage chair," Natalie bragged brattishly as Emma's aroused body writhed from asphyxiation.

Jake whipped the tube from the hungry brunette's mouth and plunged his tongue inside Natalie mouth instead. Natalie hugged him as she let her emotions float away with his gorgeous kiss.

"Emma will be jealous," Natalie panted as they parted for air.

"Just as well she can't watch."

"Yeah, but she can feel the heat of my arousal... and your crotch is thrusting down on her bare breasts."

They both paused to listen to Emma's muffled moans echo out of the tube. It seemed surreal that there was someone else in the room with them, Emma having been reduced to just a bulge in Natalie's shorts, consumed by both the soft mattress and Natalie's soft curves.

"I'm going to pee on her in a minute." Natalie was deliberately provoking him.

"No, Nat!"

"How are you gonna stop me?" Natalie teased, "I could flood these shorts. She'll have to drink fast to stop herself drowning."

"You bitch..."

"Kiss me again and maybe I won't drown her."

Jake had never seen Natalie this keyed up. Emma's lips were giving her constant oral stimulation, plus his kisses were taking the perverted brunette into sensation overload.

Concerned that Natalie would pee from excitement, Jake climbed off his ex-teacher only to realise that Emma was also near to climax. He picked up the vibrator and tentatively touched it against her naked crotch. Mere seconds later she orgasmed, crying and shaking and desperately sucking in every breath of scented air.

"Okay, wow!" Jake whispered as he retrieved his teacher's black silk lingerie. He gently slid the fine fabric up her writhing legs and carefully into place on her hips. He had never seen either woman so turned on, so wet and so open with constant erotic moans echoing around the small room. Just touching Emma's thigh made her thrust again with arousal.

"Are you trying to return her dignity?" Natalie giggled, "I think that disappeared up my butt a long time ago."

*

It was over an hour later when the curvy woman returned. She unlocked Natalie's shorts to release a dazed and wide-eyed Emma. The night spent pressed together had formed a special bond, and Natalie and Emma hugged before slinking off to shower together.

Natalie still had her white towel wrapped tightly around her body when she returned to the main bar twenty minutes later. She was back to her usual bubbly and teasing self and the exhilaration of the night before made her even more hedonistic and self-indulgence.

Natalie shrieked with delight as she saw a row of four red roller coaster seats at one end of the bar. She giggled, twirled, and let her towel fall from her body before plonking her bare butt down into the first seat and pulling the heavy vest harness down into her lap. The solid harness felt nice, and she ratcheted it down more tightly until it pressed between her legs and against her naked crotch while also pressing against her bare breasts.

"What have I caught in my trap?" The curvy woman's eyes smiled.

"Me!" Natalie giggled.

"Are you always this impulsive?"

Natalie giggled as she pushed against the harness, her playful nature already flitting to her next whim, "It doesn't want to let me go."

"It's locked," the curvy woman replied, "and you forgot to put your man in first."

*

Jake and Emma looked on as the curvy woman explained her latest game. The seats were from a real roller coaster, complete with pull down body harnesses. Like all roller coasters, the red plastic seats were moulded to snuggly hold the rider's butt and thighs in place, but these seats had been further modified.

There was now room for someone else to lie down on their back behind the seat with their head slotted into an extra cutout in the red plastic. The person's face would then form part of the moulded seat that held the rider's butt and thighs in place.

The heavy solid harness could then be pulled down on its ratchet to pin the rider's body firmly into the seat. This in turn trapped the other person's head in place with their eyes peeping out between the rider's thighs, and their lips beautifully position against the rider's crotch.

The curvy woman looked at Natalie and rolled her eyes as she strutted closer, her short pale yellow skirt bouncing above strong and shapely legs. She reached under the harness, her hand slipping between Natalie's thighs. "He goes in here," she explained.

Jake and Emma were both dressed and watched on with amusement as Natalie writhed helplessly beneath the solid harness. The curvy woman strutted back to join them at bar leaving Natalie stuck on her roller coaster seat.

"It's my take on musical chairs," the curvy woman explained as she poured the coffee.

Natalie was now panting. Fighting against the harness had only aroused her more and she seemed more intent on filling the gap between her legs than she was with escaping.

"Jake?" she called, hoping to entice her crush with pouty lips and slow blinking eyes.

Jake turned on his bar stool and just watched her as he sipped his coffee.

"Emma?" Natalie then called somewhat optimistically.

Emma nursed her coffee in both hands while throwing shy looks at the trapped brunette with flailing arms and legs. She swivelled on her bar stool, her short blue dress lifting as she rubbed one thigh against the other.

"Okay, I shouldn't have jumped in here naked," Natalie conceded with a laugh, still hoping to entice someone to lock their head inside the harness with her, "Anyone want to join me?"

"Begging for oral sex?" the curvy woman smiled, "How cute."

Natalie freckled cheeks were rosy, and she was grinning. It was fun to be teased and the exhibitionist in her was running amuck. However, her frustration at being confined grew as her slim body fought against the huge immovable red harness that pinned her in place.

She was also increasingly conscious of her nudity. While her crotch was partly covered by the thick harness, her thighs were parted as they ran either side of a mound in the shaped seat. Her naked breasts were also conspicuously on show. She felt like a sex toy just waiting to be used, but as her embarrassment subsided, she felt increasingly aroused.

Without realising it, Natalie was now thrusting against the immovable harness. It bulged out at between her legs providing the perfect shape to massage her vagina. In her mind the harness was now a dominant lover pinning her in place as they made love. The feeling of restraint, amplified her touch, was all she needed. Damp eyes and hips thrusting as her perspiring body melting into the seemingly permanent, Natalie shaped seat.

The curvy woman was circling her again. She had made it clear that in return for letting Natalie sleep in the facesitting shorts, Natalie would have to do something for her. "The longer I leave you, the more intense it will become," she mouthed through red lips, while modestly clinching her thighs together and smoothing down her short skirt, "... especially when the next guests arrive.

"What?" Natalie blurted, hot at the thought.

"I won't let you go," the curvy woman breathed, "but if Jake wants to join you?"

Just watching Natalie squirm in her seat was turning Jake on and he walked over to kiss her. Ever since the first night in the bar, he had loved Natalie's touch and scent. He waited patiently for the curvy woman to release the harness and for Natalie to tense her legs and lift up, before slipping his head into the tight space beneath her.

Natalie's soft cheeks bounced back down. As usual, her toned body applying more force that she realised. Jake's nose was now pressed against her shaved crotch and his eyes were just about on show as she parted her thighs.

"Ready to be locked in?" Natalie smiled giddily, her slim arms heaving down the harness.

Escape was already impossible before the curvy woman leaned her weight against the harness making it click once more on its ratchet, "Try to get out now," the curvy woman purred.

Jake and Natalie struggled, her thighs buffeting him as she wriggled amid fits of giggles. They strained again but Natalie's glutes and thighs were now completely interlocked and meshed with Jake's head.

"It works!" Natalie exclaimed, beaming from beneath her freshly washed hair.

Jake's tongue was now stroking her vagina.

"Hi, down there," she giggled.

Just then, the curvy woman pressed a small button and the part of the harness that pressed on Natalie's lap started to vibrate. Natalie was trapped inside what was essentially an inescapable sex toy, which throbbed through her whole body and was quickly bringing her to orgasm.

"Oh fuck!" Natalie cried, realising how little control she had over the situation.

"Jakey!" she squealed, undecided on whether she wanted more or less from her crush.

Only her vagina lips could touch Jake and so instead she pressed her tongue against the heavy red harness that confined her. Natalie shook and thrusted against the harness, her damp body pounding mercilessly against Jake's face as she cried out and orgasmed.

Natalie was now a mess of brown hair and smudged make up. Her heart pounded as she writhed against the harness. "Shush, baby," she mouthed, her hand pressing down between her legs to quarantine her body from Jake's touch.

"It works then," the curvy woman replied in understatement as she slinked around the seats to unbutton Jake's jeans and slip his cock between her red lips.

*

That evening, the six new guests arrived. They were three couples and every time the music stopped, each woman returned to the same seat and slowly and teasingly sat down on their boyfriend's face.

"Sweeties, we are here to explore," the curvy woman sighed in exasperation.

Natalie and Jake were still locked in the fourth seat, Natalie a breathless, flustered happy mess with Jake still nestling in her damp crotch.

Natalie watched with a contented grin as the curvy woman blindfolded the three new women. She then rearranged the order of the men lying in the seats below and turned on the music. When the music stopped, the giggling women wobbled sightlessly to the seats and tentatively sat down.

Happy that each had chosen a new partner, the curvy woman quickly clipped down the line, tightly locking the harnesses as she went before returning to her bar stool to enjoy the pandemonium that ensued once the blindfolds came off.

"Jason! OMG!" one giddy woman cried.

"Rachel... oh fuck I can't get my lips off your vagina!"

The timer was set to vibrate the harnesses every half hour and the curvy woman watched in awe as the women reacted just as Natalie had earlier. She glowed. These guys had probably never done more than kiss their random female friend's cheek. Now they were locked deep between their legs, smothered by their butt and crushed by their thighs as the women sitting on top of them madly orgasmed on their face.

The curvy woman released Natalie and Jake, after all, they had been the perfect advert for her kinky game. She offered to unlock the other women, but no one wanted to be released. She didn't ask the men, but then their lips would only have set off their partner's next orgasm.

"Enjoy ladies...," the curvy woman whispered as she slipped away to masturbate.