After a night on the town...(for MrsIffy)

"Ah well I was just....curious...." Kenshin had paused, watching Phe wriggle her butt a little, successfully getting him to forget about how she had gotten the panties.

"Huh? Oh okay..." Kenshin would say, lifting himself up a little, allowing her to do what she needed to do. "Phe, could I call you Phe-Phe? I just like how it sounds."

"No..."

Her voice sounded as cold as ice when she denied your little request of giving her a pet name. Dead silence stood between you two as she continued to tug your pants off until they were finally free. Suddenly, she looks back at you with a bright smile.

"Just kidding! You could call me that, if you want!"

Turning her attetnion back on your lower half, one hand hovers over your crotch just slightly. Not close enough to touch the fabric of your underwear, but enough to feel the heat that radiated from there.
Her other hand reaches behind her and plays with the outerlining of her underwear. A little tease was all that it was to make sure your attention wouldn't stray off elsewhere.
She never said much this time, though. She figured to let her body to all the talking.

"Now...what to do with you...?"

Kenshin was a little frightened as Phe answered with a cold voice, but sighed in relief as she gave him a smile and told him that it was fine.

"Thanks Phea-Phea!" Kenshin would say, looking at her as she played with her underwear, his attention there and there only. He wasn't even really listening to what Phea had said, giving her time to think.

You were silent.

Good. Just as she wanted you.

Without even giving you a fair warning, Phe lifts her weight off of you just a little, blessing your eyes with how well the shiny satin fits over the shape of her roundness and her crotch.
This little moment of heaven would only last for a minor second, however. Before you could finish drinking up the sight of her butt hovering over your face, that very same object of desire would come down, swallowing your senses whole and putting you into darkness.

Kenshin had loved the view of Phea's butt hovering above his face, it was a wonderful sight! But then suddenly, she lowered herself on him, and covered his face. He would not move though, waiting for Phea to declare what this fun game would be... although, at the time it would not be the first thing on his mind, the first thing he was thinking was that he could not breathe under her perfect cheeks.

In that instant, her hot skin, covered in smooth satin, had smothered your entire face....

Her flesh crammed up against your nose, some of it splattered over your lips, and the rest of it blackening your vision. You were powerless and held prisoner to the darkess that Phe had threw your senses into.
Not even the slightest driblet of air existed under her bum.

"How are you holding up, back there?"

You would hear a feminine voice, but it sounded too low and muffled in your condition.

"I can't breathe!" Kenshin was thinking, but it did not come out that way, instead it came out as. "Mmmphmmm..." Which was probably humorous to her, although he did not here the question and that was something he was going to say anyway.

He could not see, feel or smell anything under her bum, and it was a unique feeling, it actually felt nice.

Your fruitless plea did nothing but send vibrations up into her already heated crotch. From there it shot a tingling, zap straight up her spine, and into her brain. In less than a fraction of second, the sensation traveled back down back into her private place, where it transformed into something molten....somemthing hot to build between her legs.

Mmmmmmhhh"

Phe doesn't get up just yet. She would only squirm and grind herself against the tip of your nose, still denying you what you deared most; your precious oxygen.

"Yes...say something else...anything..."

"You are enjoying this this aren't you!" Kenshin again wanted to say, but it came out as. "Mmmmphhhmmph..." Kenshin would say in a muffled voice.

However he could not help but get even harder as he was losing air, and the sound of a low, femine moan didn't help him much either.

A sharp suck of air, following with another loud breath was the only response Phe could muster. With her eyes closed and her mind indulged in her own warped tales and fantasies, your growing bulge went by unoticed.

Her hands will clasp over the brim of your shorts for leverage as she grinded herself over your face some more. The hot flesh of her thick cheeks squished over your face like kneaded dough the more she squirmed and twisted about on your air-deprived face.

In fact, the longer she sat, the more drenched her face became Drenched in her own sweat.

Could you possibly survive this long underneath her?