West meets east - part 6
By parthianstories@yahoo.com



By now, mengran's vaginal area was also covered in sticky juices. She used a
different towel, and a bottle of water and soap to wash herself between her
legs. Still in the nude, she decided to rest for a while right next to hans.
She also stretched out a little bit. Once she was refreshed, mengran went to
her trunk and retrieved a large curious looking pair of pink panties, and a
transparent garment. Hans looked at them with curiousity and fear. Mengran
turned to hans and said : "well hans, now that you have been introduced to the
look, feel, and smell of my vaginal region, including my natural feminine
musk, I don't see why we should stop there. Mengran placed her feet on either
side of hans' head facing his legs. Looking at hans from between her shapely
legs, she put the panties on. Next, she bent her knees so that her immense
backside was inches from hans' face. She told hans : "take a good look at my
panties darling. Notice how they lace up along the center of my gorgeous
posterior ? see how the lacing has a give to it ? why do you suppose they are
designed that way ??" In his continued fear and awe, hans replied : "I-I have
no idea !" Mengran continued : "see how tight I can pull these laces, and make
these panties fit snugly ? why do you think they are so adjustable ??" a
shiver ran through hans' body, and he said nothing. Mengran said : "The laces
are there so that I can loosen them, stuff your head into my panties, and pull
them tight and tie them, keeping you snugly fit against me !!" Hans' face
turned white, and his heart sank, but he could do nothing. Mengran loosened
the laces on her panties, and spread them open. Next, she slipped on the
transparent garment, that was also very snug, over her panties. Mengran
stuffed hans' head through an opening provided for that purpose. Before hans
was in all the way mengran said : "by the way, what I just put on will make
your little prison air tight. There is a valve stem on my hip that will give
you just enough air to keep breathing. What I expect of you now is to kiss and
lick my butt-hole, otherwise known as the anus. You can give a woman great
satisfaction that way, because you can do it for a very long time without
having her finish. You will want to keep busy in there, because if you don't
do your best, I will pinch the valve shut and you will be in big trouble. I
hope you understand ?" Hans nodded his head against her backside, and she
pushed his head in the rest of the way. Mengran spread her ass-cheeks wide
open and completely swallowed hans' face.

By now, hans' resistance was almost completely gone. Mengran started off by
pinching the air-valve shut, to show that she was serious. By the time she
released it, hans was almost out of air. Close to suffocation, Hans started to
desperately lick and kiss mengran's butt-hole. "ohhhhh" mengran moaned.
"that's fantastic ! you are so talented !! you are getting me so hot, I might
roast you like a turkey in there ! Ha-Ha ! Uh-Oh ! I am going to ... oops ...
sorry about that, I just had a lot of rich and spicy food yesterday. I can't
seem to ... woops ... control myself, can ! ? better hope those fumes leak out
of the air valve, or you are going to be overcome by my gas-attack !! I'm
sooooo sorry darling ! I hope that you don't think that I am being unladylike
!!" mengran was particularly fond of very spicy foods, and her farts were
extremely odorous. In Hans' current predicament, the effect was amplified by
at least an order of magnitude, if not more. Currently, the vast majority of
Hans' air supply came from mengran's bowels, because the foul-smelling air had
nowhere to go but into his lungs. The fumes made hans choke, and brought tears
to his eyes. Mengran's warm and reeking vapors were so powerful and foul, that
they might have taken the shine off of a copper chamber pot. The more excited
mengran became, the less control she had. Hans was barely able to breathe in
his smelly prison. Hans was nearly fumed into unconsciousness. Mengran toyed
with the valve to keep him constantly fearful, and hans had no choice but to
continue to lick and probe. "Harder !! Deeper !! you are the perfect
tongue-slave !!" mengran screamed, between vocalizations of pleasure. The
heavy asian woman crushed her rear-end down on hans' face, as she reached that
rare sought-after apex of sexual gratification, the back-door climax. It had
taken Hans a long time to bring mengran to the verge, but now she was ready to
explode. Mengran held on to hans, clenching her buttocks and started to quake
violently. Wordless murmurs escaped her lips and rose slowly to a loud excited
crescendo. She bounced up and down, ignoring his need for air, until her
excitement had peaked. She then relaxed as waves after waves of sensation
receded into a soft lingering afterglow. After mengran had finally regained
her senses she turned to hans and said : "oh darling !! you are so talented
with that tongue of yours, that we are going to have to start all over again
!!" The thought of having his confinement extended sent hans into a panic, and
he began to squirm violently. Mengran responded by squeezing the air-valve,
until he settled down. Mengran continued by pulling the laces of her
'smother-panties' tight as they would go, and she tied them off. Hans' face
was now lost completely in her ass. Mengran hunched her hips impatiently, and
told hans to get his tongue back to work. Hans was soon licking and probing
her with his tongue again. Mengran rocked back and forth and shuddered and
moaned as she reached her orgasm. By now, the power of mengran's
smother-panties was beginning to assert itself over hans. He felt impotent and
anonymous with his face lost between her immense cheeks. He felt as if he was
nothing more than an extension of her ass. He struggled to hold onto his
identity, but his entire world had been reduced to her rear-end, its feel,
scent, temperature, and leakage. Also, he tried to hold onto his personality,
but it became more and more only an adjunct to that big controlling female
body. With Hans' head still stuffed into the panties, mengran decided to rest
and recover for a while. Occasionally, she would open the valve to allow hans
to breathe in the precious air that was needed to keep him conscious.
Eventually, mengran released hans from his malodorous prison, and hans hit the
floor gasping for fresh air. The odor that was released hit mengran like a ton
of bricks, and mengran could not have imagined what hans must have gone
through.