Birthday Present (Part Six)

“Aww, Snuggles! Your little penis is so cute!”

To his surprise, she suddenly releases him onto the bed. He scrambles to his feet, struggling to get his footing in the thick folds of her duvet. He watches as she raises herself up onto her knees, then turns herself around. The huge bouncy planets of her ass cheeks emerge in his vision, almost peeking out under the hem of her short skirt.

He realizes he’s been staring for too long when a huge shadow envelopes him, like the shadow cast by a cloud drifting in front of the sun. It suddenly becomes clear that her huge ass is getting closer; she’s slowly lowering herself down to sit right where he’s standing.

“Shit!” he exclaims, scrambling frantically towards the edge of the bed.

She sits down heavily on the bed, violently shaking its surface and causing him to lose his footing. He’s thrown backwards, tumbling into the dip that her huge ass creates as she settles her weight onto the mattress. He somersaults down the slope until his body slams face-first into the bouncy, smooth surface of the side of her ass.

He hears her giggling, beyond the huge canopy of her skirt above his head.

“Hey Suggles, you seem a little chilly without your clothes, cutie!”

Suddenly, she lifts herself a few inches off the bed, and he tumbles down into the space she leaves, directly under her. Before he has a chance to stand up, she sits down on top of him, pinning him under the huge fleshy surface of her ass cheek.

“Here you go, Snuggles!” she says.

“What…?”

She wiggles her ass playfully on top of him until he’s wedged up in between her ass cheeks. The firm surface of her ass has only just enough give to allow him to breathe if he works at it. The breaths he can get are thick with the sweet, musky scent of her ass.

“You like my butt, cutie? It’s nice and warm in there, right? I like how your little body tickles in there.”

“Let me out of here you little brat!”

“Don’t be shy, cutie, I know you like it! I can feel your little penis saying hello!” She giggles. “Give me a kiss and I’ll let you come out.”

He hesitates.

“Okay, no problem, we can just like, chill for a while. I like how you feel down there, Snuggles. You’re a really comfy little seat cushion. Mmm.”

With a giggle, she adds, “I think we’re gonna be doing this a lot.”

He feels her weight shift as she settles in above him. The theme song of some TV show starts playing on the tinny speakers of what must be her laptop. In his mind’s eye he can picture her, reclining comfortably and scrolling on her phone, perfectly content to sit on him for hours if necessary.

He sighs and reluctantly kisses the soft skin of her ass. She doesn’t seem to notice so he does it a few more times, eventually opening his mouth and using his tongue to make it more noticeable.

“Good boy!” she giggles.

She reaches under herself to grab him, lifts him up to her smiling lips. She playfully kisses him on the penis again. To his dismay it immediately leaps to attention, making her giggle.

“It’s okay cutie, I know you think I’m pretty.” She flips her hair seductively. “I am pretty.”

She lowers him down onto her lap, cradling him against her thigh in her right hand as she pets him with the other.

She smiles wordlessly down at him with a look in her eyes that seems unnervingly like hunger.

“What?” he says irritably, after a long moment.

“I’m just trying to decide, like… I kind of want to make you come.” she says casually. “I kind of want to do it right now, because I think it’ll be cute. But maybe I should save it for a special treat for later. You know, like if you’re a good boy.”

“What…! No, don’t!”

She giggles. “Um, not really your decision, cutie. I’ll decide for myself how I want to play with my own toys.”

“No! I don’t… No! NO!”

Ignoring his increasingly frantic protests, she grins and starts slowly lifting his tiny body towards her mouth, licking her lips.

“Please, no!” he begs. “I’m not… I have a wife! I don’t want…” his voice dries up in his throat as he watches her expression change dramatically. Her eyes widen; her big smile drops into a look of genuine surprise. He feels a tingle in his stomach, desperately allowing himself a glimmer of hope. Will this be what convinces her to let him go?

“You’re married?” she says.

He gulps, looking up at her pleadingly. “Yes, I’m married. We have kids too. Please, I need to get back to them.”

She raises her eyebrows. “You have kids too? Wow…”

She reclines against her pillows, her big eyes on him but staring through him, lost in thought.

“Um… yeah, and I really need to get back to them okay? So…” He trails off, hoping with all his heart that she’ll finally see how wrong all of this is.

Lost in thought, she taps him absentmindedly against the corner of her lips, as if he’s her pencil and she’s pondering what to write next.

“Mmm.”

It takes him a moment to decide how to respond to this. He’s very aware that he has no power whatsoever in this situation, so he chooses his words carefully.

“Yeah, so… Look. We don’t have to tell anyone what happened, okay? If you just take me to…”

She lifts him up in front of her huge brown eyes.

“So like, your wife and your kids are just like, wondering where you are right now.”

He clears his throat nervously. “Well.. I mean, yes, probably! Yes. So…”

“Wow.”

“Yeah!” he says. He’s starting to gain a little more courage now. She seems to be seriously thinking this over. “Look, Abbie, it’s okay. We can just forget this whole thing. You just need to…”

“Your wife…” she interrupts, her eyes wide. “What’s her name? How long have you been married?”

“Her name is Sharon. We’ve been married for twelve years,” he says. He pushes out his chest a little, allowing himself a hint of pride.

“Aww. I bet she really loves you.”

“Yeah, of course! I mean…”

“I would miss you too if I were her.  I mean like, you’re such a cutie!” She giggles, making him nervous again. “I wonder what she would think if she could see you now?”

“I… I guess she would probably…”