Julie's Favorite Cushion
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 28
by
copier
· original author:
sonic411
And it’s a good thing you thought that, because she was thinking the same thing. Julie shivered in delight as she felt your warm body underneath her naked ass. Even with a butt as plump as hers, the cushion she was sitting on now was easily the best thing she’d ever sat on. In her opinion, this warm and soft, little guy turned pillow was surprisingly comfy. She knew that this was going to be kinky, but she didn’t know that it would feel so good.
“Oooh,” Julie moaned as got used to her seat, squirming a bit on top of it, and finding that every move she made sent more jolts of delight throughout her body. The warmth, the softness, the knowledge of who it was under there, it was all great. But, there was something else, something Julie had never really focused on much before. Any idea popped into her head, one that she indulged without delay. Thus, she began to lightly bounce in her chair.
Heaving her hips up, her cheeks didn’t leave her seat, but soon they squished even harder down onto him. Julie’s meaty buns spread their mass roughly against his form, making him squeak as much as the rest of the chair was from her movements. Julie soon added to the noise, moaning and even giggling a bit as she did. The fact that she could do this to someone, and there was literally nothing he could do if he wanted, it was all oddly exciting to the unconventional therapist. Her seat groaned constantly beneath her, his voice vibrating her heavy buns as they continued to jiggle and bounce. Julie had quickly grown to love this arrangement, and she made that abundantly clear, “Ooooh yeah! I think I’ll keep you down there for a good long while.”
True to her word, minutes past, and as they turned into hours, Julie kept her new seat squarely underneath her big backside. Eventually, she got tired of bouncing her butt on it, but only because she remembered that she had actual work to do. Fortunately, the files she had to go over were right there on her desk, so she didn’t need to get up. As she went through them, one hand was all she needed to flip through the papers or to make notes on them. Meanwhile, her other hand was doing something just as important between her legs. Ever the multitasker, Julie made through an entire client’s profile with rosy red cheeks, and very happy smile on her face. By the time her work was done, she was staining her carpet with her lust.
Days then began to pass, and each one had her adding the delightful new cushion to her chair. The best part was that her time with it went on for so long that it spilled over into meetings with her other clients. Fortunately, as they talked to her about their problems, she was able to remain at her desk the entire time. They never would have guessed that her top was the only clothing she was wearing. There was no way she was going to hinder her enjoyment with pants. Every day was filled with comfort and pleasure all squarely focused on her ass, even when the cushion began to recede.
At some point, when Julie took a seat, she squeaked sharply in surprise when she found that its head was squarely between big cheeks. Immediately after realizing this, she felt the cushion vibrating her ass once again, as it did its best impression of a motorboat. That got another great laugh out of Julie, and then another lightbulb went off over her head.
“You know, I really should be working you out more.” She spoke, but not to chair, to her ass instead. Giving the side of it a slap, and feeling so much jiggle, she decided to add more muscle to the mass, and gave it a good clench. The cushion let out a sharp groan as the weight bore down on him even harder, but just as soon as it came, it departed. However, Julie soon clamped her ass down on the cushion yet again, get another loud cry from it. She giggled through her grinning teeth, and decided the best thing to do was to go about her day. She whistled while she worked at her desk, pretending to ignore the sounds her cushion made as she continued to work out her ass. By the time her lover shrunk even more, she must have added five pounds of muscle onto her ass.
“Oooh,” Julie moaned as got used to her seat, squirming a bit on top of it, and finding that every move she made sent more jolts of delight throughout her body. The warmth, the softness, the knowledge of who it was under there, it was all great. But, there was something else, something Julie had never really focused on much before. Any idea popped into her head, one that she indulged without delay. Thus, she began to lightly bounce in her chair.
Heaving her hips up, her cheeks didn’t leave her seat, but soon they squished even harder down onto him. Julie’s meaty buns spread their mass roughly against his form, making him squeak as much as the rest of the chair was from her movements. Julie soon added to the noise, moaning and even giggling a bit as she did. The fact that she could do this to someone, and there was literally nothing he could do if he wanted, it was all oddly exciting to the unconventional therapist. Her seat groaned constantly beneath her, his voice vibrating her heavy buns as they continued to jiggle and bounce. Julie had quickly grown to love this arrangement, and she made that abundantly clear, “Ooooh yeah! I think I’ll keep you down there for a good long while.”
True to her word, minutes past, and as they turned into hours, Julie kept her new seat squarely underneath her big backside. Eventually, she got tired of bouncing her butt on it, but only because she remembered that she had actual work to do. Fortunately, the files she had to go over were right there on her desk, so she didn’t need to get up. As she went through them, one hand was all she needed to flip through the papers or to make notes on them. Meanwhile, her other hand was doing something just as important between her legs. Ever the multitasker, Julie made through an entire client’s profile with rosy red cheeks, and very happy smile on her face. By the time her work was done, she was staining her carpet with her lust.
Days then began to pass, and each one had her adding the delightful new cushion to her chair. The best part was that her time with it went on for so long that it spilled over into meetings with her other clients. Fortunately, as they talked to her about their problems, she was able to remain at her desk the entire time. They never would have guessed that her top was the only clothing she was wearing. There was no way she was going to hinder her enjoyment with pants. Every day was filled with comfort and pleasure all squarely focused on her ass, even when the cushion began to recede.
At some point, when Julie took a seat, she squeaked sharply in surprise when she found that its head was squarely between big cheeks. Immediately after realizing this, she felt the cushion vibrating her ass once again, as it did its best impression of a motorboat. That got another great laugh out of Julie, and then another lightbulb went off over her head.
“You know, I really should be working you out more.” She spoke, but not to chair, to her ass instead. Giving the side of it a slap, and feeling so much jiggle, she decided to add more muscle to the mass, and gave it a good clench. The cushion let out a sharp groan as the weight bore down on him even harder, but just as soon as it came, it departed. However, Julie soon clamped her ass down on the cushion yet again, get another loud cry from it. She giggled through her grinning teeth, and decided the best thing to do was to go about her day. She whistled while she worked at her desk, pretending to ignore the sounds her cushion made as she continued to work out her ass. By the time her lover shrunk even more, she must have added five pounds of muscle onto her ass.
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