How things can develop_Part 1    MF, fdom, oral, anal
A fantasy.

I had always fancied ONE. Not that I expected to have an affair
with her or anything, I just found her hugely attractive. She was
middle aged, medium height, brown hair, blue eyes. There was
nothing really notable about her at all except for her figure
which was remarkable. She had had kids but still looked really
good. She did no exercise at all as far as I knew but she still
had a flat tummy, a slim waist and a really big, well-shaped bum.
I had known her for many years, during which nothing at all had
happened except in my mind. Whenever I saw her I couldn't help
but think of her body. I really liked her as a person too, she
was clever, witty and talented. Often if I was speaking with her
I would say words in my head that would have surely made her
blush had she heard them. I looked into her eyes sometimes and
said "I love you" in my head, hoping she would somehow know what
I was thinking. I really wondered what she felt. I hoped
something would come of it but didn't have the nerve to do
anything proactive. Once we were in a room with some others and
she was in the seat facing me. I simply could not keep myself
from mentally undressing her. I wondered if she suspected
anything, but she just gave me a smile as she sipped her tea.
Another time she was standing at the top of a flight of stairs
with her back to me as I came past. As my face came level with
her bum I slowed down to enjoy the view. I almost stopped there
and did something foolish, but didn't. ONE sensed me and turned a
bit and said  -Hi there, what's up? - I made some excuse about
looking for something and carried on. These slightly embarrassing
instances might have gone on and never come to anything if it had
not been for that awful, wet and windy night when she happened to
come to my house. I had been watching TV when the bell rang.
Going to the door I saw ONE outside clearly very wet and probably
very cold.  -Come in ONE why are you standing outside!? - She
gave a pained smile and came in, shivering uncontrollably. Her
clothes were soaked through and she had no waterproof. She was so
cold she could hardly speak, but between the shivers she managed
to impart that her car had broken down and her phone had chosen
to die at just the wrong point. She clearly needed to warm up,
and quickly.  -I'll put the kettle on and would you like to put
your clothes in the dryer? - I could see she was desperate to
warm up but I sensed she was hesitant about what to do about her
wet clothes, all of which looked dryer-friendly. Not wanting to
miss out on at least spending some time with this lovely woman I
quickly went and got her a couple of towels and a fresh dressing
gown and suggested  -Just put your clothes straight into the
dryer ONE and jump into the shower. - I went into the living
room and crossed my fingers, hoping she would take up my offer.
At length I heard the bathroom door closing and the shower
turning on. Yes! I considered what to do next. Maybe she would
appreciate a pair of soft dry  socks? I wondered if she might
even let me help her put them on. I had dreamed about getting
close to her like this and I desperately didn't want to miss any
opportunity. I went to get them and brought them into the kitchen
to wait for her. The dryer was on and ONE's wet clothes tumbled
over themselves, thudding lightly against the sides of the dryer.
I boiled the kettle and prepared a large mug for her tea.  After
quite a while the shower sounds stopped and my mind turned again
to her body. I pictured the towel drawing the moisture from her
wet skin as she rubbed herself dry. I knew she wasn -(TM)t too happy
at home and craved affection so I also pondered if ONE had any
thoughts other than getting warm and dry. I wondered what the
evening would bring, if anything. The possibilities intrigued me
to say the least. I heard the hair dryer doing its job for a
couple of minutes then going quiet. So I began to make her tea.
At length she came into the kitchen.  -Tea ONE? - I asked.
 -Oh yes! - she smiled. I ushered her to the sofa, brought her
drink and placed it on a place-mat beside her. I took both her
hands in mine and noted they were still a bit cold. Any excuse to
touch her!  -The tea'll warm you up. How are you feeling now? -
 -Not too bad thanks. Just the extremities that are not quite
there yet - she smiled.  -I have nice warm dry socks for you if
you want? - She looked at the socks I was carrying then at me,
sipped her tea and quietly said  -That'd be lovely, thanks.
I -(TM)ll put them on in a moment. - She smiled again and I began
to think she was enjoying the attention. Anyway her hands were
now wrapped around her mug, clearly not wanting to let go of its
warmth. She was still not quite fully warmed up yet. I felt this
was a tipping point, so I made what I thought was a very bold
move and knelt in front of her. Her eyes widened a little. With
the socks in my hand I gestured towards her feet and said  -You
have your hands full ONE, may I? - ONE mulled it over and took a
sip of tea before nodding and saying slightly   -Thanks. That's
just so kind of you". As I unpaired the socks she smiled in a
slightly embarrassed way. I lifted the socks and said   -A foot
please? - She lifted her right foot just off the ground in front
of me. I slipped my left hand under her foot and moved closer in
towards her, resting her foot between my thighs. Her foot was
resting on me!  Gambling dangerously I decided to up the ante.
 -Such cold feet ONE. Can -(TM)t we warm these a bit for you
first? - As I said this I had slyly placed the back of my hand
onto the sole of her foot - a minor, subtly sexual act. I looked
deeply into her eyes, willing her to accept my gift. This was the
moment I was offering some control to her. She sipped her drink
thoughtfully for a time before quietly saying  -That would be
lovely, with what? - I made my boldest move so far.  -How about
I just warm them? - With that I moved her foot that had been
resting on me onto my stomach and said almost as part of the same
movement  -ONE, You are one of my dearest friends and you really
need to warm up. - She let out a little resigned sigh and said
 -OK then - That was it! She had said yes! My mind somersaulted
and my heart beat wildly! I gently took her left foot and slipped
it onto my stomach and offered my warmth to her. I felt the
coldness of her foot as it rested on me. I knew the kitchen was
warming up nicely and she wouldn -(TM)t need this treatment for
long. Still keeping eye contact with her I asked  -Is this OK
ONE? - She nodded, slightly shifting her foot over my clothing
to get more comfortable. I lifted my t-shirt slowly and her foot
slid onto my skin. Her eyes gave a start but the warmth she felt
and the devotion she was receiving was reaching her. I think she
may have known I was enjoying this too. I then took her right
foot gently in my hands but this time raised it higher, towards
my face. She would have felt my breath on the sole of her foot
for the instant just before I let it rest against my cheek. She
did not resist  -" she was surely getting turned on by now. She
did not recoil, seemingly OK with what was happening. I kissed
her foot, lovingly and respectfully. We had now established an
order to things. I was very excited - and hugely relieved I must
say. As if to emphasise our unfolding relationship she took her
left foot out from under my t-shirt and placed it against my face
and said  -I like this. - I was now supporting both her heels
with my hands. Both her feet now rested against my face. I could
have hardly wished for more at this point but her legs were heavy
and my arms were getting tired. She stunned me with what was her
first beautiful phrase of the evening  -If you lie down in front
of me I could rest my feet on your face. They might warm up if we
did that. Would you like that? -  -Of course I would ONE. I
would love it. - Soon I was lying on my back with my head
between her feet. This was incredible. How I had longed to be in
a position like this. She first lifted her left foot off the
floor and wiped it on my t-shirt before placing it on my face.
She wasn't a mean woman. She did the same with her right foot.
Speak about being her doormat!  Both her heels were now on my
forehead with her toes on my lips and I continued kissing her
there. My hands were now free. I imagined she would be ok if I
were to caress her feet and legs, so, I caressed her skin
worshipfully reaching all the way until I reached her knees and
with my fingers just managed to stroke the lowest part of her
thighs. This was undeniably a strange situation. We had known
each other for many years with no more than friendship shared and
suddenly we were in what amounted to an S&M relationship! Anyway,
after a few moments in silence, she cleared her throat and said
uncertainly  -Would you like something else? - Her feet raised
off of my lips for an opportunity to reply.  -Yes of course. You
are my dream girl ONE. I would do anything for you. - Again a
long pause. As she thought carefully about what to say, her toes
found my lips again, as if to confirm this was really happening.
I could hear her finishing her tea. Suddenly the dryer stopped
and there was complete silence. A minute went by in the quiet.
Then out of nowhere she haltingly asked  -I know you like my
bum. You do don't you? - How could she imagine otherwise?  -Yes
I do ONE, I love your bum very much! - Emboldened by this
confirmation she went on to say  -Then -- would you like me to
sit on you? - Wow! I was lying before this beautiful woman,
kissing her feet and she was asking if I wanted her to sit on me!
What an incredible offer! What did she expect me to say? She
could do anything she wanted with me. It even seemed to me that
she was actually enjoying our role playing and I thought her
dominance was turning her on. I could have simply said 'yes' but
that would not have been an appropriate response to so generous
an offer. Respectfully I said  -Of course ONE, I would be 
delighted. -  -I thought you would say something like that. -
She said.  -I see how you look at me. I was pretty sure I was
right and now you have confirmed it. I will sit on you in a while
but for now you can kiss the backs of my legs like you've been
kissing my feet, it -(TM)s rather a nice feeling. - She took her
feet off of me and stood up facing the sofa with her feet either
side of my head. Looking up between her legs I could see the
darkness within the dressing gown and imagined what treasures it
held. Quickly I was on my knees behind her. I had dreamed about
this so many times and I wanted to not waste any time but I also
knew I should not rush. It was very, very hard  -" her bum was
just inches from my face. I wondered just how she was planning to
sit on me, and when. I could see her generous contours through
the thin material and after all she had basically given me a
green light to enjoy her body, but not quite fully and not quite
yet - I knew I had to obey her. I also knew I needed to slow down
and savour the moments  -" I would be replaying them over and
over again later, probably forever. I bent down and kissed both
her heels and kissed all around her calves. It was incredibly
sexy to have ONE standing there while I served her like this. I
carried on the upwards journey, coming to the bottom of the
dressing gown. Moving it aside slightly I explored her lower
thighs, enjoying the softness of her skin and imagining the
pleasures to come. Mental thrill and subservience were all very
well but kissing her thighs was pure lust, and it would surely
get even better! I wondered what would happen next, ONE was in
charge. As if in answer she said  -Lie on the sofa now. I want
to sit on you. - I heard her quite clearly and it was one of the
things I had longed to hear, but I thought it would be lovely to
hear her say those words again so I said.  -Sorry ONE? - Firmly
she replied  -I'm going to sit on you now and I'd like you to
lie on your back on the sofa. - I got off my knees and did as
she told me. She looked down at me and said.  -Have you any idea
what I weigh? - I think she was genuinely concerned that I might
get hurt but I reassured her with  -Please sit on me ONE -
 -I -(TM)ll be more than OK - She smiled and said  -OK, if
you -(TM)re sure. - She turned around slowly, keeping eye contact
and moved to the edge of the sofa, centring on my chest, her
large bum dominating my view, indeed my whole consciousness. Then
slowly, ever so slowly she leaned forward and pushed her bum out
a little, lowering it all the time. She supported herself
slightly on the armrest as her buttocks came to rest on my chest,
clearly worried I would be injured. It struck me that she may not
have sat on anyone before or was embarrassed at her weight. How
crazy  -" she was gorgeous! Meanwhile, her flesh spread out until
it touched my chin. She was now, actually, sitting on me! She was
certainly not a lightweight and to breathe was harder than
normal, but I made it clear that I was happy by gently kissing
the hip which was next to my face.  -Are you OK down there? -
She asked, genuinely concerned.  -I -(TM)m loving it ONE -. She
said  -You know I think I quite like this feeling of being on
top. I wonder if I might be a dominatrix? - With that she smiled
again. I smiled too and thought that she would make an incredible
dominatrix.  -Yes I do like it. In fact I like it so much I
think I -(TM)ll sit on your face. - Again a big smile. I loved
having her bum pressing down on my chest but the thought that her
weight would soon be on my face was almost too exciting to bear.
At length she got up, moved sideways several inches and repeated
the slow lowering of her bottom, this time towards my expectant
face. Gently, ever so gently contact was made, at which point she
paused and said.  -Want me to stop here? -  -Of course not -
I mumbled my reply, because my lips were restricted slightly by
the closeness of her buttocks. I wasn -(TM)t exactly in a position
to do anything about it anyway.  -I was going to sit on you
whatever you said. - She said cheekily and ironically - what
with her own ass cheeks pressing ever more heavily down upon me.
So, she finished the action and sat down fully on my face. I was
in heaven. I would have loved to observe the actions that were
unfolding in my kitchen but of course I was part of them. It was
better, far better to be involved! If she wanted to she could
have deprived me of air beyond any safe limits but thankfully she
chose not to. She seemed to  realise that the pleasure to be got
was more in the getting than in the having. So those magnificent
buttocks rose gently off my face for about five or ten seconds
allowing me a couple of breaths before tantalisingly descending
once more. I had managed to free my right hand enough to stroke
her buttocks and lower back gently while I could. Obviously I
couldn -(TM)t see her face but I just knew that she was smiling and
enjoying this. After a few minutes of this heaven she began to
grind slightly into my face when sitting on me and was beginning
to extend those periods. Knowing I was only human she showed some
compassion and moved to the side once more to sit on my chest
again. Looking down at me she announced.  -Time for something
else! - She got up off me and bent down and kissed me fully on
the lips before driving her tongue deep into my mouth. I was in
no position to resist  -" as if I would. Just then I realised
that for all the intimacy we were now sharing we had never even
kissed before. I loved kissing her but even more wanted her bum
again. How crazy was I? It made no sense to me but at that moment
I loved her bum more than anything else in the whole world. After
the kiss she withdrew a few inches from me and facing me said
assertively.  -That is what I expect you to do with my bum, but
start at my heels again. - With no more words exchanged she
simply stood up and faced the sofa and placed her hands on her
hips. I got into position and began to kiss her heels and then
calves. I got to the backs of her knees and had to deal with the
gown again. Sensing this she undid the belt and the gown slipped
from her body. I gasped involuntarily. She was more gorgeous than
I had imagined. Her buttocks were lovelier than could possibly be
hoped for of a woman her age and I felt exceedingly privileged to
be just inches from them. Back to obeying my task I kissed the
backs of her knees slowly and worshipfully then carried on
upwards towards her thighs. The physical pleasure was exquisite.
I kissed all the way up her thighs  -" swapping sides from time
to time and not missing an inch. I reached the beautiful place
where thigh meets buttock and tarried there a while. Why
wouldn -(TM)t I? I continued kissing her there and could have done
it forever. I let her buttocks brush against my face as I craned
my neck to get my lips close in to the topmost part of her
thighs. The discomfort was inconsequential to me but she noticed
it and said.  -If I lean forward a bit you can get in closer. -
No response was necessary, it seemed she was now reading my mind
as well as controlling my body. She did lean forward a bit, now
resting her hands on her thighs. I was able to get quite close
now without having to angle my face at all. As I moved my face
from the top of one thigh to the other my nose naturally found a
resting place between her buttocks. Soon I was just rotating my
face slightly with my nose centred over her arsehole, still
kissing her thighs. Sensing a decisive point she said  -You can
stop kissing my legs now. - Her buttocks were now basically
resting on my face with her arsehole less than an inch away from
my nose.  -Kiss by bum. - I had no control anymore  -" I obeyed
her completely and my lips covered her buttocks with kisses, not
delicate pecks but passionate loving kisses. It was such a
gorgeous arse I could have done it forever! Time and time again I
pressed my face into her bum. At length she wanted to progress
things again so she said  -Kiss my arsehole now. - I of course
complied, placing my hands around her waist partly to support her
and partly to increase the sense of my worshiping her. I found
myself uncontrollably pushing my face firmly between her
buttocks. There was something profoundly beautiful about that
moment of surrender. She sensed it too, and enjoying it, turned
round just enough to get eye contact with me and to place her
left hand behind my head. As if she needed to force me! Then she
closed her eyes once more and simply gloried in the act of
intimacy and dominance that she was accomplishing. My lips found
her warm arsehole which I kissed, again, and again, and again.
 -Tongue me! - She ordered. She must have been tiring because
she leaned much further forward and rested her hands on the back
of the sofa exposing her buttocks and anus more clearly than
before. I worshipped her anus with my tongue, licking up and down
her crack pausing only to kiss and jab with my already moistened
tongue at her inviting hole. My face was dutifully and happily
pressed against her gorgeous buttocks. Eventually she relaxed and
my tongue slipped slowly into her hole. She let out a little gasp
and I felt her knees nearly give way. I slid my tongue
progressively further up her arse until I could reach no more.
This was another photo op' I would have loved to have preserved
for ever  -" me kneeling behind this lovely woman, rimming her
gorgeous bum! After just a few moments of this heaven it seems
she decided she wanted to sit on me again.  -Lie down, on the
floor like before. - Reluctantly and slowly I retracted my
tongue from her rectum, pausing to kiss her lovingly there once
more while caressing her buttocks for one last time before moving
onto the floor. She pushed two cushions towards me for putting
under my head. She seemed to really know what she was wanting! I
could hardly believe that another of my dreams was about to come
true. ONE was going to sit on my face, naked! She stood up
straight slowly, her back may have been a little sore. I was now
on my back with my head between her ankles I looked up at the
gorgeous bottom I had just had the pleasure of servicing orally.
She turned around, pausing to rest her foot on my face. I kissed
her sole instinctively. Next she lowered herself onto her knees,
straddling my head and turned round to have a really good look at
me.  -Good servant. Now put your hands on my waist, I like
that. - I complied. Even touching her like that felt lovely.
Soon, she began to sit back slowly, her large bum descending onto
my waiting face. She made a wonderful job of this final piece of
dominance. The closer her bum got to me the more she slowed down
and straightened up. From about half an inch away she was able to
sit quite upright with her hands on her hips  -" a profoundly
dominant posture of course. Then she said  -Three kisses then
tongue. - I imagined she wanted me to kiss her buttocks then
arsehole but wasn't quite certain. So I said  -Sorry? - It was
hardly important but again I wanted to drag the experience out
for as long as possible. I was also asking for permission how to
worship her.  -Left, then right then you can please yourself. -
Her dominance was wonderful. Once more my lips met her lovely
buttocks  -" first the left then the right -  they were suspended
so perfectly over my face and I simply loved them. I started to
stroke the skin of her buttocks and back to heighten her pleasure
 -" which was what this was all about of course. Then I gently
parted her buttocks with my hands and kissed her arsehole. From
her body language I could almost feel ONE smiling. One kiss was
all I think she wanted so I pushed my wetted tongue out to meet
her hole. After a few moistening licks she came down just a
fraction. I took this as instruction to enter her. My tongue
progressively reached as far as I could possibly reach inside her
as my hands pulled her onto my face. Could anything be better?

The next day...

ONE was clearly embarrassed by what had happened between us the
day before. She couldn't speak to me. Eye contact was obviously
just too difficult. I of course felt quite differently, one
glimpse of her figure and my memories of kissing and licking her
bum and arsehole were fresh and vivid and I could not forget
loving every second of it. I had loved her sitting on my face
too. I knew she had loved it, only the guilt was seemingly
weighing as heavily on her as her bum had weighed on me the day
before. She was such a lovely person and that was partly what had
made my acts of submission so lovely. The others had gone to the
shops for something and we found ourselves alone in the kitchen.
We were standing, looking out of the window in silence. I think
she was vainly trying to pretend I wasn't there. I looked at her
bum as I had done so many times before. It was so gorgeous. I
recalled instances of her wearing various sorts of clothing, all
of which looked great on her.  I remembered once when I had
actually managed to get hold of a pair of her pants and had lain
on my back dreaming of her wearing them whilst sitting on my
face. But that had been years ago and the memory was faint. I had
however never touched her below the waist before yesterday. This
time though, for some reason I felt empowered to reach out and do
it. I mulled over the possible outcomes for several seconds
before I was overcome with desire for her. My fingers slowly
reached out and gently touched and stroked the buttocks I had
kissed passionately the day before. She moaned and closed her
eyes and said "Please don't do that." I however was already too
aroused to consider the possibility of letting this beautiful
woman out of my private life and decided to simply carry on from
the day before. Actually there was very little decision making
involved. I could not help myself. Silently I knelt behind her
and said "I love you ONE". With that, I cautiously placed my left
hand on her left hip. Thankfully she did not resist. My other
hand came to rest on her other hip. She was definitely weakening
so I took the chance to lean forward and gently kiss each buttock
and then gently pressed my face into her bum. I kissed her again,
more slowly and she did not resist. I was overwhelmed just as
before. Although difficult, I was able to control myself enough
to stand up and attempt to speak with her. I need not have
worried as she turned to me and smiled her slightly embarrassed
smile. She reached out to brush my cheek with the back of her
hand and said "I can't believe what we did yesterday.... Your
tongue... up my bum...I sat on your face!" She gently shook her
head and looked at the floor. "I never knew it was possible to
feel like that, So adored... so... 'in charge'... maybe I could
get used to it after all." She smiled at me and patted my cheek.
The others were back now and car doors could be heard closing.
She gave me her odd, slightly embarrassed smile again and said
"I'll let you know..."

END for now

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