Despite your utterly diminutive size, the ringed bands of muscle pinching you in between kept pulsating, seemingly excitedly and it looked like a disproportionate response to the minimal bother that your body could possibly pose. Of course, your main guess had been that you were most likely giving her quite the itch if she was reacting this strongly.
Come to think of it, you had seen strong reactions from both Monique and Snickers when you unwittingly reached this deep, but neither seemed to have gotten angry with you because of it. Then again, they were nicer while Jordana was far more assertive, so it was possible that she wasn't having any special considerations for you and that would've actually suited her.
Unknown to you for the moment, you couldn't be farther from the truth. Ever since Jordana felt you reach her most sensitive spot, she drastically slowed down her exercise, but she instead focused on feeling you. Her asshole almost seemed to have a mind of its own, twitching repeatedly at the pleasant surprise that was your presence. Pinching you between one of its many folds would've seemed like a hostile action to you, as said folds were more akin to steep cliffs in their own right, but for the large college girl it was more of a harmless and playful intimate thing.
The pleasurable tingles that kept rushing up and down her spine as a result of all this unexpected stimulation in a way took a toll on Jordana, she was getting increasingly hotter and more bothered, much more than she would've been willing to admit even to her bestie. Pushing through the rest of the yoga routine became much more of a challenge but she knew that it was about to end anyway and might as well just endure the last stretch.
Down in the depths of her monster booty, your struggles continued as you were dragged down as deep as you could get trapped in one of the colossal sphincter's wrinkles, the two massive, rubbery and plump walls at your sides quivered constantly and kept pressing you in between over and over. The more you tried to push them apart the more they kept sandwiching you, increasingly quivering more at your touch
Your predicament only grew more complicated as your harsh self-contained world was repeatedly shaking and jostling you as the far larger walls that were her ginormous cheeks pressed into each other and moved along with her legs as she kept doing various leg lifts and similar exercises, their increased intensity causing the swampy, sauna-esque atmosphere to grow hotter, more humid and steamier with her evaporating sweat, of which, many truck-sized drops splashed near you, like a heavy bombardment from the sky.
Eventually, Jordana's yoga class came to an end and as soon as that happened she picked up her mat, hastily shoved it in her gym bag and made a beeline for the gym's bathroom, her blush was so intense that Ariadne would've made so much fun of her that she wouldn't be able to live it down for a long time. Once there, she was relieved to find that there was nobody else at the moment and so she went to one of the stalls simply to get some privacy just in case.
'Goddammit, Blaise!' She thought with a powerful huff that might have been from anger though it felt more like pent-up frustration 'Why do you have to feel so good? The feeling was the most pleasant thing she'd ever felt, but it was tantalizing in a way, making her feel like she was being denied the greatest pleasure and instead she was uselessly scratching the surface. She knew what she wanted, what she needed... but as much as she would've liked it, she couldn't take it, at least not yet...
Despite her overflowing confidence and assertiveness, Jordana knew there were certain lines that weren't to be crossed without a good reason. And the way she saw it, she understood that if she used you right now to get the climax she'd been craving without having a proper romantic relationship with you, or at the very least some valid form of consent, not even her bestie would forgive her. It took a tremendous amount of willpower but she held back her own deepest desires and the urges that came with these. With a frustrated sigh that failed to convey just how pent-up she was feeling, she picked up her phone and quick-dialed...
Just when things looked like they couldn't get any worse, the constant quick movement that to you was more seismic in nature, abruptly stopped. Then you felt as if the entire world shifted, which could only mean that Jordana stood up. Then, more quaking booms ensued as her gigantic cheeks bounced and clapped against each other until she made it somewhere to which you weren't privy to. Despite the new relative calm otherwise, the rubbery walls that imprisoned you kept twitching nonstop, jostling and pressing you in between.
All of sudden, your phone began to ring. It felt like a bad moment taken straight out of some twisted comedy, but nonetheless, with some struggling you picked up and saw that it was none other than Jordana herself. 'Great, she's gonna chew me out for giving her an itchy ass or whatever' You rolled your eyes and hesitantly answered, tensing up at the incoming verbal barrage.
"Hey" You said as your body began to tremble, not wanting to imagine the extent of Jordana's wrath at this scale.
"Sup, squirt!" She greeted you somewhat casually, breathing heavily.
"Everything alright?" You asked, feeling like this would prompt her to unleash her full aggression. But then again she had been nicer earlier.
"I should be asking you that" Jordana asked, she sounded like she was actually in a good mood, much to your surprise "Having fun?"
'There we go, loaded question' You thought with a nervous gulp. There was no way she didn't know where you were.
"Jordana, I-"
"Relax squirt, I knoooow~" She said in a weird way that almost sounded as if she had moaned or tried to stifle a moan.
"You can't keep teasing a woman like this though, unless you're ready for the consequences" She added, her voice sounded dreamy and you weren't completely sure she was talking to you, it felt like she may have been just thinking aloud.
"Now, listen carefully" She then said, more seriously than before "I don't mind you being there so much... but whatever you do, do NOT tickle me, you hear me?"
"N-Not that I plan to, but why?" You asked, and your answer came in an incredibly deep rumbling groan that felt like a massive earthquake in its own right while it sounded like the snarling growls of some kind of apocalyptic abomination, a monster way larger than anything you'd ever heard of before.
"Wow, those micro mics are really something else... so that's how it sounds like to you, huh" Jordana said with what sounded like sincere amazement "Welp, there's your answer. But just in case, I'll spell it out for you: I haven't farted in quite a while so I kinda have a lot backed up"
'And you put me here knowing that?!' You thought, knowing that expressing your annoyance or anger at her would be counterproductive so you could only keep that thought to yourself.
"Not gonna lie, I kinda wanna let the hurricane rip" Jordana giggled "But you're way too close to ground zero. So, you better stay still and don't tickle me because you're in a very sensitive place" Jordana had a huskier, more seductive tone to her voice towards the end of her phrase, but regardless of that, your eyes widened and you felt the blood draining away from your head and limbs.
Jordana's fart earlier in the morning was a lot more powerful than the ones you took at nearly point blank from your mom, Ariadne, Snickers or Monique, and that one had been from a distance. You really didn't want to imagine the sheer power of Jordana's this close to the source. And yet, the rumbling groans grew louder, its vibrations more intense. Somehow, you felt that even if you did what she said, you'd still face her gaseous wrath.
"Uh..."
"Been holding them back all morning" Jordana said, once again sounding more like she was talking to herself. She rubbed her bloated belly, which growled more, almost as if to protest its lack of release. Contradictorily, her anus didn't stop twitching at all, thoroughly enjoying the grain-of-sand sized lump that got lodged deep into one of its many wrinkles. The spot you happened to be in was pretty much right on top of some of its nerve endings and that's why she could feel you so clearly and why she was getting so much pleasure from it.
"Anyway, don't tickle me back there, and don't even try scratching either unless you want World War III to erupt right all over you, okay?" Jordana then hung up rather nonchalantly before you could plead for her to get you out.
Like her younger sister and her mom, holding in her farts didn't make them disappear, it only supercharged them, making them way more potent in every single aspect. And with how long she had been holding hers, even she was worried about letting one out with you right there at point blank, even though otherwise she'd love to do just that albeit with less intense gas. Her belly made more growling and rumbling noises, as if to let its owner know that it was going to blast off anyway.
Jordana took a deep breath and kept on holding her gas in, heading out of the bathroom. She had begun to think of some workout for you but then realized that you were already getting quite the work out withstanding her twitching pucker as it kept 'chewing' on you nonstop. Unknown to both her and you, your fate had already been decided.
Despite you not really moving other than getting bounced and jostled between these pink, rubbery walls, what Jordana failed to account for was that there were other things that could cause her butt enough irritation to break her focus. And this came in the form of a stray drop of hot butt sweat that fell from the top of one of her monstrous cheeks. Your eyes widened in panic and felt like you could relate to the dinosaurs as you knew that its impact was going to seal your fate. You watched the enormous blob of liquid fall down like a meteor or an incoming nuke, knowing very well that the moment it landed, you were going to get a far bigger nuke.
Come to think of it, you had seen strong reactions from both Monique and Snickers when you unwittingly reached this deep, but neither seemed to have gotten angry with you because of it. Then again, they were nicer while Jordana was far more assertive, so it was possible that she wasn't having any special considerations for you and that would've actually suited her.
Unknown to you for the moment, you couldn't be farther from the truth. Ever since Jordana felt you reach her most sensitive spot, she drastically slowed down her exercise, but she instead focused on feeling you. Her asshole almost seemed to have a mind of its own, twitching repeatedly at the pleasant surprise that was your presence. Pinching you between one of its many folds would've seemed like a hostile action to you, as said folds were more akin to steep cliffs in their own right, but for the large college girl it was more of a harmless and playful intimate thing.
The pleasurable tingles that kept rushing up and down her spine as a result of all this unexpected stimulation in a way took a toll on Jordana, she was getting increasingly hotter and more bothered, much more than she would've been willing to admit even to her bestie. Pushing through the rest of the yoga routine became much more of a challenge but she knew that it was about to end anyway and might as well just endure the last stretch.
Down in the depths of her monster booty, your struggles continued as you were dragged down as deep as you could get trapped in one of the colossal sphincter's wrinkles, the two massive, rubbery and plump walls at your sides quivered constantly and kept pressing you in between over and over. The more you tried to push them apart the more they kept sandwiching you, increasingly quivering more at your touch
Your predicament only grew more complicated as your harsh self-contained world was repeatedly shaking and jostling you as the far larger walls that were her ginormous cheeks pressed into each other and moved along with her legs as she kept doing various leg lifts and similar exercises, their increased intensity causing the swampy, sauna-esque atmosphere to grow hotter, more humid and steamier with her evaporating sweat, of which, many truck-sized drops splashed near you, like a heavy bombardment from the sky.
Eventually, Jordana's yoga class came to an end and as soon as that happened she picked up her mat, hastily shoved it in her gym bag and made a beeline for the gym's bathroom, her blush was so intense that Ariadne would've made so much fun of her that she wouldn't be able to live it down for a long time. Once there, she was relieved to find that there was nobody else at the moment and so she went to one of the stalls simply to get some privacy just in case.
'Goddammit, Blaise!' She thought with a powerful huff that might have been from anger though it felt more like pent-up frustration 'Why do you have to feel so good? The feeling was the most pleasant thing she'd ever felt, but it was tantalizing in a way, making her feel like she was being denied the greatest pleasure and instead she was uselessly scratching the surface. She knew what she wanted, what she needed... but as much as she would've liked it, she couldn't take it, at least not yet...
Despite her overflowing confidence and assertiveness, Jordana knew there were certain lines that weren't to be crossed without a good reason. And the way she saw it, she understood that if she used you right now to get the climax she'd been craving without having a proper romantic relationship with you, or at the very least some valid form of consent, not even her bestie would forgive her. It took a tremendous amount of willpower but she held back her own deepest desires and the urges that came with these. With a frustrated sigh that failed to convey just how pent-up she was feeling, she picked up her phone and quick-dialed...
Just when things looked like they couldn't get any worse, the constant quick movement that to you was more seismic in nature, abruptly stopped. Then you felt as if the entire world shifted, which could only mean that Jordana stood up. Then, more quaking booms ensued as her gigantic cheeks bounced and clapped against each other until she made it somewhere to which you weren't privy to. Despite the new relative calm otherwise, the rubbery walls that imprisoned you kept twitching nonstop, jostling and pressing you in between.
All of sudden, your phone began to ring. It felt like a bad moment taken straight out of some twisted comedy, but nonetheless, with some struggling you picked up and saw that it was none other than Jordana herself. 'Great, she's gonna chew me out for giving her an itchy ass or whatever' You rolled your eyes and hesitantly answered, tensing up at the incoming verbal barrage.
"Hey" You said as your body began to tremble, not wanting to imagine the extent of Jordana's wrath at this scale.
"Sup, squirt!" She greeted you somewhat casually, breathing heavily.
"Everything alright?" You asked, feeling like this would prompt her to unleash her full aggression. But then again she had been nicer earlier.
"I should be asking you that" Jordana asked, she sounded like she was actually in a good mood, much to your surprise "Having fun?"
'There we go, loaded question' You thought with a nervous gulp. There was no way she didn't know where you were.
"Jordana, I-"
"Relax squirt, I knoooow~" She said in a weird way that almost sounded as if she had moaned or tried to stifle a moan.
"You can't keep teasing a woman like this though, unless you're ready for the consequences" She added, her voice sounded dreamy and you weren't completely sure she was talking to you, it felt like she may have been just thinking aloud.
"Now, listen carefully" She then said, more seriously than before "I don't mind you being there so much... but whatever you do, do NOT tickle me, you hear me?"
"N-Not that I plan to, but why?" You asked, and your answer came in an incredibly deep rumbling groan that felt like a massive earthquake in its own right while it sounded like the snarling growls of some kind of apocalyptic abomination, a monster way larger than anything you'd ever heard of before.
"Wow, those micro mics are really something else... so that's how it sounds like to you, huh" Jordana said with what sounded like sincere amazement "Welp, there's your answer. But just in case, I'll spell it out for you: I haven't farted in quite a while so I kinda have a lot backed up"
'And you put me here knowing that?!' You thought, knowing that expressing your annoyance or anger at her would be counterproductive so you could only keep that thought to yourself.
"Not gonna lie, I kinda wanna let the hurricane rip" Jordana giggled "But you're way too close to ground zero. So, you better stay still and don't tickle me because you're in a very sensitive place" Jordana had a huskier, more seductive tone to her voice towards the end of her phrase, but regardless of that, your eyes widened and you felt the blood draining away from your head and limbs.
Jordana's fart earlier in the morning was a lot more powerful than the ones you took at nearly point blank from your mom, Ariadne, Snickers or Monique, and that one had been from a distance. You really didn't want to imagine the sheer power of Jordana's this close to the source. And yet, the rumbling groans grew louder, its vibrations more intense. Somehow, you felt that even if you did what she said, you'd still face her gaseous wrath.
"Uh..."
"Been holding them back all morning" Jordana said, once again sounding more like she was talking to herself. She rubbed her bloated belly, which growled more, almost as if to protest its lack of release. Contradictorily, her anus didn't stop twitching at all, thoroughly enjoying the grain-of-sand sized lump that got lodged deep into one of its many wrinkles. The spot you happened to be in was pretty much right on top of some of its nerve endings and that's why she could feel you so clearly and why she was getting so much pleasure from it.
"Anyway, don't tickle me back there, and don't even try scratching either unless you want World War III to erupt right all over you, okay?" Jordana then hung up rather nonchalantly before you could plead for her to get you out.
Like her younger sister and her mom, holding in her farts didn't make them disappear, it only supercharged them, making them way more potent in every single aspect. And with how long she had been holding hers, even she was worried about letting one out with you right there at point blank, even though otherwise she'd love to do just that albeit with less intense gas. Her belly made more growling and rumbling noises, as if to let its owner know that it was going to blast off anyway.
Jordana took a deep breath and kept on holding her gas in, heading out of the bathroom. She had begun to think of some workout for you but then realized that you were already getting quite the work out withstanding her twitching pucker as it kept 'chewing' on you nonstop. Unknown to both her and you, your fate had already been decided.
Despite you not really moving other than getting bounced and jostled between these pink, rubbery walls, what Jordana failed to account for was that there were other things that could cause her butt enough irritation to break her focus. And this came in the form of a stray drop of hot butt sweat that fell from the top of one of her monstrous cheeks. Your eyes widened in panic and felt like you could relate to the dinosaurs as you knew that its impact was going to seal your fate. You watched the enormous blob of liquid fall down like a meteor or an incoming nuke, knowing very well that the moment it landed, you were going to get a far bigger nuke.
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