You turned to look at Isha was grinning as she spread her legs apart. “Come on Blaise! I don’t bite,” she said patting the ground between her thunder thighs.
“Fine,” you sigh. You dragged your feet as you walked towards Isha. You stop in front of her feet for a moment and stare at her thighs. Much like her ass they were packed with cellulite. Two thick masses of fat and flesh that were attached to her dump truck of an ass.
Isha once again patted the ground between her thighs. “A dare is a dare Blaise!” You walked in between her legs towards her thighs. It felt like you were walking through a tunnel with a giant face grinning down at you from above. You soon reached the area where her thighs were. You were flanked on both sides by thick brown flesh. In front of you you could see her pink shorts and if you looked up her face was smirking down at you.
“So am I just supposed to stand here or…” suddenly Isha clamped you between her thick thighs. She mushed your between then, grinding you with her legs, similar to how Jordana had ground you between her cheeks. The difference was that Isha’s thighs had more muscle in them in addition to all the fat packed into them.
You were trapped between Isha’s thighs as Jaya spun the bottle again. This time it landed on Isha. “Okay Isha! Truth or dare?”
“Hmm… dare!”
“I dare you to jump Jordana’s ass with Blaise on it!” The girls were still a bit drunk. Jordana laughed. “Let’s do it!”
“Gladly!”
Isha pulled her legs apart setting you free… sort of. You were plastered against one of her thighs. She peeled you off of her thigh and carried you to Jordana who had bent over one of the soft chairs presenting her ass. She placed you between Jordana’s cheeks on the outside of her compression shorts. She the mounted Jordana’s butt and began grinding against it. The girls laughed together in a drunken stupor. You were repetitiously pounded further into Jordana’s ass by Isha’s dry humping. Each time her hips slapped against Jordana’s ass it sent shockwaves through her pale fat cheeks working you deeper between them. Fortunately her shorts kept you from going too deep.
After a few minutes of humping, Jordana let loose a huge fart propelling your from her ass and against the crotch of Isha’s shorts.
“Gross Jordana,” said Isha.
“Didn’t think you could handle this booty,” laughed Jordana suddenly noticing Blaise’s current position. “But I think you do have an admirer though,” she gestured towards you.
Isha looked down and saw you plastered to the crotch of her shorts. “Oh naughty boy!”
The next half hour was pretty much like this. You had hoped to use truth or dare as a way to dare them to not squash you, but these girls had been smart enough not to give you the chance to dare someone else. They always managed to skip you when it came to that part.
For the next half hour the girls continued their truth or dare game. Not once did they pick truth but every dare involved you in some way. At one point Jaya had dared you to stay in her asshole for another hour which caused an argument between her and the other girls. They refused to let her have you for a full hour because then they didn’t get to have any fun. The argument continued until a compromise was made to let her stick you up her ass for five minutes to which Jaya reluctantly accepted.
“Alright girls let’s do one more round and then figure out our next game,” said Jaya. The rest of them agreed. They had been playing truth or dare for a while now. Jaya spun the bottle and this time it landed on you. “Okay Blaise! I dare you to jump from the top of the bookshelf into Jordana’s ass.
I fucking hate today! it wasn’t like you had a choice but at least this game would be over afterwards.
Isha picked you up and placed you on the top of the bookshelf. At normal height the bookshelf would’ve reached neck level for you. You looked down from the top of the bookshelf. Jordana’s bare ass waited below hungry for its impending occupant. You were afraid of heights which made you hesitate to jump. You leaned over the edge trying to work up the courage to jump. As you did, Isha purposefully hip checked the bookcase sending you tumbling over the edge unprepared. You fell rapidly towards Jordana’s awaiting ass. As you did, she spread her pale meaty globes giving you easier passage into her butt. You screamed the entire way down and slipped right through Jordana’s cheeks. Worst of all, the descent had been so great that you rocketed right into Jordana’s asshole eliciting a supervised reaction from her.
“Oh my god that feels good,” said Jordana. She could see why Jaya had been so hesitant to part with Blaise. It felt incredible having complete dominance over him. You were crammed into her tight rectum arms pinned to your sides once again. This was hell for you.
“You girls decide which game you want to play next,” said Jordana. “In the mean time I’m going to spend some quality time with Blaise.” With that, she headed into your room closing the door behind her and spent the next hour torturing you with her ass and farting on you.
What’s next?
“Fine,” you sigh. You dragged your feet as you walked towards Isha. You stop in front of her feet for a moment and stare at her thighs. Much like her ass they were packed with cellulite. Two thick masses of fat and flesh that were attached to her dump truck of an ass.
Isha once again patted the ground between her thighs. “A dare is a dare Blaise!” You walked in between her legs towards her thighs. It felt like you were walking through a tunnel with a giant face grinning down at you from above. You soon reached the area where her thighs were. You were flanked on both sides by thick brown flesh. In front of you you could see her pink shorts and if you looked up her face was smirking down at you.
“So am I just supposed to stand here or…” suddenly Isha clamped you between her thick thighs. She mushed your between then, grinding you with her legs, similar to how Jordana had ground you between her cheeks. The difference was that Isha’s thighs had more muscle in them in addition to all the fat packed into them.
You were trapped between Isha’s thighs as Jaya spun the bottle again. This time it landed on Isha. “Okay Isha! Truth or dare?”
“Hmm… dare!”
“I dare you to jump Jordana’s ass with Blaise on it!” The girls were still a bit drunk. Jordana laughed. “Let’s do it!”
“Gladly!”
Isha pulled her legs apart setting you free… sort of. You were plastered against one of her thighs. She peeled you off of her thigh and carried you to Jordana who had bent over one of the soft chairs presenting her ass. She placed you between Jordana’s cheeks on the outside of her compression shorts. She the mounted Jordana’s butt and began grinding against it. The girls laughed together in a drunken stupor. You were repetitiously pounded further into Jordana’s ass by Isha’s dry humping. Each time her hips slapped against Jordana’s ass it sent shockwaves through her pale fat cheeks working you deeper between them. Fortunately her shorts kept you from going too deep.
After a few minutes of humping, Jordana let loose a huge fart propelling your from her ass and against the crotch of Isha’s shorts.
“Gross Jordana,” said Isha.
“Didn’t think you could handle this booty,” laughed Jordana suddenly noticing Blaise’s current position. “But I think you do have an admirer though,” she gestured towards you.
Isha looked down and saw you plastered to the crotch of her shorts. “Oh naughty boy!”
The next half hour was pretty much like this. You had hoped to use truth or dare as a way to dare them to not squash you, but these girls had been smart enough not to give you the chance to dare someone else. They always managed to skip you when it came to that part.
For the next half hour the girls continued their truth or dare game. Not once did they pick truth but every dare involved you in some way. At one point Jaya had dared you to stay in her asshole for another hour which caused an argument between her and the other girls. They refused to let her have you for a full hour because then they didn’t get to have any fun. The argument continued until a compromise was made to let her stick you up her ass for five minutes to which Jaya reluctantly accepted.
“Alright girls let’s do one more round and then figure out our next game,” said Jaya. The rest of them agreed. They had been playing truth or dare for a while now. Jaya spun the bottle and this time it landed on you. “Okay Blaise! I dare you to jump from the top of the bookshelf into Jordana’s ass.
I fucking hate today! it wasn’t like you had a choice but at least this game would be over afterwards.
Isha picked you up and placed you on the top of the bookshelf. At normal height the bookshelf would’ve reached neck level for you. You looked down from the top of the bookshelf. Jordana’s bare ass waited below hungry for its impending occupant. You were afraid of heights which made you hesitate to jump. You leaned over the edge trying to work up the courage to jump. As you did, Isha purposefully hip checked the bookcase sending you tumbling over the edge unprepared. You fell rapidly towards Jordana’s awaiting ass. As you did, she spread her pale meaty globes giving you easier passage into her butt. You screamed the entire way down and slipped right through Jordana’s cheeks. Worst of all, the descent had been so great that you rocketed right into Jordana’s asshole eliciting a supervised reaction from her.
“Oh my god that feels good,” said Jordana. She could see why Jaya had been so hesitant to part with Blaise. It felt incredible having complete dominance over him. You were crammed into her tight rectum arms pinned to your sides once again. This was hell for you.
“You girls decide which game you want to play next,” said Jordana. “In the mean time I’m going to spend some quality time with Blaise.” With that, she headed into your room closing the door behind her and spent the next hour torturing you with her ass and farting on you.
What’s next?
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May 12, 2023
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