While Stacy continues her hypnotic undulations, fondling herself as she sashays her breathtaking hips, she can’t help but look over her shoulder and glance at all the comments exploding on the laptop screen for her. She’s barely started her dance, but her fans are already loving it, begging her to continue as they watch her massive cheeks wobble ceaselessly around you. Having worked hard to perfect it, Stacy is overjoyed at how well-received her dance is (with some more practice, maybe she could even give The Belly Dancer a run for her money, she vainly muses to herself).
However, despite how great things are going, Stacy can’t help but think she’s forgetting something. She gives the laptop another good look, watching herself move on the little screen, and her eyes widen when she finally spots you again, realizing that you’re still stuck to her butt. “Oh, Tommy,” she squeaks, a concerned look on her face as she brings her dance to an abrupt halt. As Stacy tries to tend to you, some of the other cheerleaders giggle at her astounding ditzyness, finding it hilarious that she managed to forget about you again so quickly, even after all the flack they gave her the first time. “I’m SO sorry! I got so excited about my dance that forgot to get you out of there. Poor thing. You must’ve had it rough in there while I was moving around so much.” If your head wasn’t plastered between Stacy’s massive cheeks, you’d tell her that was the understatement of the year, but, regardless, you’re just relieved she finally found you again. Maybe now you’ll finally be freed.
Just as Stacy reaches back to pull you free from her. Casey approaches and stops her. “Oh, I don’t know about that, hun,” she says with a giggle. “You couldn’t see, but, just a few minutes ago, this little guy was going to town on your big booty, humping it like there was no tomorrow. We all saw it. He couldn’t get enough of it.” The rest of the cheerleaders laugh and nod in agreement at Casey’s words. She takes a finger and gently pokes at your back, casually shoving more of your body into Stacy’s enveloping ass crack to the point that it can barely be seen from the outside now. “If you ask me, he'd probably love to keep his front row seat to your special dance,” she says with a knowing smirk. After hearing what Casey said, Stacy can’t help but feel flattered, and she eyes your stuck body through the laptop screen to validate whether it’s true or not.
As if she just caught your hand in the cookie jar, Stacy smiles and asks “Is that true, Tommy? Were you having fun with my big booty while I wasn’t looking?” Awaiting your answer, she gives her hips a curious wiggle, sending ripples through her flesh around you. You, of course, can’t say or do anything in response, with Stacy’s ass virtually engulfing your entire body, so Stacy takes your (unintentional) silence as your answer. Underestimating the overwhelming, all-encompassing size of her ass, Stacy figures that, if you really did want to leave, you would’ve made more of an effort to do so by now, even just by yelling up to her to get her attention, but, to her, it looks like you’ve gotten pretty comfortable where you are instead. Stacy’s smile broadens, relieved to know that you actually have been enjoying her squishing you. “Alright, then, Tommy, if you’ve been enjoying the ride so far, you better hold on tight, cause I’m about to rock your little world.”
“That’s it, girl! Show him what a cutie with a whooty can really do,” Casey cheers before slapping Stacy’s rear, once again sending stimulating wobbles through it, and stepping away to let Stacy continue her dance.
Excited that she literally has a captive audience for the rest of her dance, Stacy starts it again by squatting down a little and placing her hands on her knees, further sticking her ass out to the camera. Stacy slowly traces tantalizing circles in the air with her hips, making you dizzy as her legs tense and her mammoth ass bounces all around you. Bending herself over completely, Stacy rests her hands out on the couch in front of her and wobbles her hips left and right, letting her soft, doughy flesh entrancingly dance around you, a sight to behold for anyone besides you. Quickly picking up the pace, Stacy suddenly starts to rock her hips up and down, making her thick cheeks bounce and shake uncontrollably as they shake you like a soda can between them. In all the movement, you feel her cheeks part for just a moment before they quickly slam back together around you, repeatedly pounding you in just a matter of moments.
You groan as all this happens. You really don’t know how much of this you can take. You’ve been blue-balled for so long that you can hardly think straight. You just need some dam release already, but, since you’re now squashed in a way that you can’t even hump Stacy anymore to speed things up, you’re forced to just sit there and take every unbearable wobble and ripple she sends your way as she dances.
Stacy stands back up and begins to teasingly peel of her boyshorts down her butt, practically rolling it into a tiny thong as she does so. With every passing inch the tight fabric descends, more and more of Stacy’s bulbous ass flesh swells and spills out above it, emphasizing the size and shape of her fleshy cheeks. Her shorts drag over you, but, instead of the friction pulling you loose from Stacy’s ass cheeks, the receding fabric presses you even deeper between them, fully securing you against Stacy without its help. Stacy brings her shorts to the very bottom of her ass, catching as much of her abundant flesh as possible above it, then gives a handful of gentle tugs, using her shorts to make her plump ass cheeks wobble hypnotically. Ally moves the camera in as close as possible to show off how Stacy’s cheeks repeatedly clap against your trapped body, then she moves all around to get a variety of delicious angles to fully document your hilarious predicament.
Loving where this is going, one of the cheerleaders suddenly gets an idea. “Oh, Stacy, try this!” She grabs a nearby clear plastic chair, one that’s clearly made for someone half Stacy’s size, and brings it to the dancing brunette. Stacy smiles and steps behind the chair. Still holding onto her shorts, she lifts her ass and plops it onto the very top of the chair, further emphasizing its amazing size and shape by letting its flesh spill over the top. You grunt at the impact, (it’s all you really can do at this point), your muffled voice vibrating against Stacy’s soft warm skin as she uses her shorts to bounce her butt atop the back of the small chair, her jiggling rump enough to make it rock it back and forth.
After a minute of this, Stacy struts to the front of the chair, and, in a beautifully fluid motion, grabs onto it before kicking her legs out and swinging herself onto it crotch first, landing with a perfect split as part of her ass flesh spills over the edges of the chair while her thick, shapely legs are suspended in the air adjacent to her. Stacy moves on to some of the twerking moves she learned, making the other cheerleaders hoot and holler in encouragement as she does. You feel one cheek tense up next to you as she flexes it, then she alternates by switching to the other one. She repeats this for a little while, showing of the alluring size and curvature of her ass cheeks by bouncing you back and forth between them. After that, she repeatedly flexes both cheeks at once, relentlessly squeezing you and your aching cock between them.
As Ally kneels down with the camera to properly record every single second of this, Stacy begins to bounce her hips up and down on the chair, further jostling you like crazy with her ass. At this point, it’s impossible for you to think about anything besides how her soft, pliant skin just refuses to stop rubbing your sore cock in just the right way. Normally you might feel embarrassed to blow your load to such a ditzy, careless girl in in front of so many people, but, after all you’ve been through, you’re just too turned on to care, desperately in need of some release.
Just when you think you’ve finally reached your limit, Stacy gets up, turns around, and plops herself back down on the chair. Now facing the camera again, she cutely crosses her legs and sticks her hands out dramatically. "Tadaaaa!!" Breathing a little heavily from her finished dance, heaving her massive breasts as she does so, Stacy is rewarded with the applause and cheers of the other cheerleaders. She also enjoys the sight of the laptop practically exploding from all of the donations flooding the screen; people REALLY loved her dance. "How was that, Sis?...Sis?" Stacy scans the room for Ally, who seems to have disappeared, but then she hears the blonde's voice from below.
"It was great, Stace! Now hold that pose for just a little longer." Stacy looks down to see that Ally has shimmied herself under the small chair (which isn't easy for someone as big and curvaceous as her). Ally aims the camera upwards to get a perfect shot through the clear seat and show off to all their fans how Stacy's mountain of an ass has your tiny, splayed body hopelessly crushed beneath it. Her soft flesh completely covers the chair's hard surface and flattens you against it. Assuming you're still enjoying yourself, Ally focuses on giving her fans more of what they want, loving how they're eating all this up.
Overwhelmed and frustrated, you give an exasperated sigh against Stacy's cheeks, fully trapped in their warm, fleshy embrace. Just what else are these girls gonna put you through before this show is over?
1. Everyone calls for an encore, so Stacy keeps dancing until you finally pop.
2. Stacy frees you in time to "help" another cheerleader with the next segment.
3. Stacy realizes it's time for her segment, "Strolling with Stacy," where she walks on a nearby treadmill and talks about stuff.
However, despite how great things are going, Stacy can’t help but think she’s forgetting something. She gives the laptop another good look, watching herself move on the little screen, and her eyes widen when she finally spots you again, realizing that you’re still stuck to her butt. “Oh, Tommy,” she squeaks, a concerned look on her face as she brings her dance to an abrupt halt. As Stacy tries to tend to you, some of the other cheerleaders giggle at her astounding ditzyness, finding it hilarious that she managed to forget about you again so quickly, even after all the flack they gave her the first time. “I’m SO sorry! I got so excited about my dance that forgot to get you out of there. Poor thing. You must’ve had it rough in there while I was moving around so much.” If your head wasn’t plastered between Stacy’s massive cheeks, you’d tell her that was the understatement of the year, but, regardless, you’re just relieved she finally found you again. Maybe now you’ll finally be freed.
Just as Stacy reaches back to pull you free from her. Casey approaches and stops her. “Oh, I don’t know about that, hun,” she says with a giggle. “You couldn’t see, but, just a few minutes ago, this little guy was going to town on your big booty, humping it like there was no tomorrow. We all saw it. He couldn’t get enough of it.” The rest of the cheerleaders laugh and nod in agreement at Casey’s words. She takes a finger and gently pokes at your back, casually shoving more of your body into Stacy’s enveloping ass crack to the point that it can barely be seen from the outside now. “If you ask me, he'd probably love to keep his front row seat to your special dance,” she says with a knowing smirk. After hearing what Casey said, Stacy can’t help but feel flattered, and she eyes your stuck body through the laptop screen to validate whether it’s true or not.
As if she just caught your hand in the cookie jar, Stacy smiles and asks “Is that true, Tommy? Were you having fun with my big booty while I wasn’t looking?” Awaiting your answer, she gives her hips a curious wiggle, sending ripples through her flesh around you. You, of course, can’t say or do anything in response, with Stacy’s ass virtually engulfing your entire body, so Stacy takes your (unintentional) silence as your answer. Underestimating the overwhelming, all-encompassing size of her ass, Stacy figures that, if you really did want to leave, you would’ve made more of an effort to do so by now, even just by yelling up to her to get her attention, but, to her, it looks like you’ve gotten pretty comfortable where you are instead. Stacy’s smile broadens, relieved to know that you actually have been enjoying her squishing you. “Alright, then, Tommy, if you’ve been enjoying the ride so far, you better hold on tight, cause I’m about to rock your little world.”
“That’s it, girl! Show him what a cutie with a whooty can really do,” Casey cheers before slapping Stacy’s rear, once again sending stimulating wobbles through it, and stepping away to let Stacy continue her dance.
Excited that she literally has a captive audience for the rest of her dance, Stacy starts it again by squatting down a little and placing her hands on her knees, further sticking her ass out to the camera. Stacy slowly traces tantalizing circles in the air with her hips, making you dizzy as her legs tense and her mammoth ass bounces all around you. Bending herself over completely, Stacy rests her hands out on the couch in front of her and wobbles her hips left and right, letting her soft, doughy flesh entrancingly dance around you, a sight to behold for anyone besides you. Quickly picking up the pace, Stacy suddenly starts to rock her hips up and down, making her thick cheeks bounce and shake uncontrollably as they shake you like a soda can between them. In all the movement, you feel her cheeks part for just a moment before they quickly slam back together around you, repeatedly pounding you in just a matter of moments.
You groan as all this happens. You really don’t know how much of this you can take. You’ve been blue-balled for so long that you can hardly think straight. You just need some dam release already, but, since you’re now squashed in a way that you can’t even hump Stacy anymore to speed things up, you’re forced to just sit there and take every unbearable wobble and ripple she sends your way as she dances.
Stacy stands back up and begins to teasingly peel of her boyshorts down her butt, practically rolling it into a tiny thong as she does so. With every passing inch the tight fabric descends, more and more of Stacy’s bulbous ass flesh swells and spills out above it, emphasizing the size and shape of her fleshy cheeks. Her shorts drag over you, but, instead of the friction pulling you loose from Stacy’s ass cheeks, the receding fabric presses you even deeper between them, fully securing you against Stacy without its help. Stacy brings her shorts to the very bottom of her ass, catching as much of her abundant flesh as possible above it, then gives a handful of gentle tugs, using her shorts to make her plump ass cheeks wobble hypnotically. Ally moves the camera in as close as possible to show off how Stacy’s cheeks repeatedly clap against your trapped body, then she moves all around to get a variety of delicious angles to fully document your hilarious predicament.
Loving where this is going, one of the cheerleaders suddenly gets an idea. “Oh, Stacy, try this!” She grabs a nearby clear plastic chair, one that’s clearly made for someone half Stacy’s size, and brings it to the dancing brunette. Stacy smiles and steps behind the chair. Still holding onto her shorts, she lifts her ass and plops it onto the very top of the chair, further emphasizing its amazing size and shape by letting its flesh spill over the top. You grunt at the impact, (it’s all you really can do at this point), your muffled voice vibrating against Stacy’s soft warm skin as she uses her shorts to bounce her butt atop the back of the small chair, her jiggling rump enough to make it rock it back and forth.
After a minute of this, Stacy struts to the front of the chair, and, in a beautifully fluid motion, grabs onto it before kicking her legs out and swinging herself onto it crotch first, landing with a perfect split as part of her ass flesh spills over the edges of the chair while her thick, shapely legs are suspended in the air adjacent to her. Stacy moves on to some of the twerking moves she learned, making the other cheerleaders hoot and holler in encouragement as she does. You feel one cheek tense up next to you as she flexes it, then she alternates by switching to the other one. She repeats this for a little while, showing of the alluring size and curvature of her ass cheeks by bouncing you back and forth between them. After that, she repeatedly flexes both cheeks at once, relentlessly squeezing you and your aching cock between them.
As Ally kneels down with the camera to properly record every single second of this, Stacy begins to bounce her hips up and down on the chair, further jostling you like crazy with her ass. At this point, it’s impossible for you to think about anything besides how her soft, pliant skin just refuses to stop rubbing your sore cock in just the right way. Normally you might feel embarrassed to blow your load to such a ditzy, careless girl in in front of so many people, but, after all you’ve been through, you’re just too turned on to care, desperately in need of some release.
Just when you think you’ve finally reached your limit, Stacy gets up, turns around, and plops herself back down on the chair. Now facing the camera again, she cutely crosses her legs and sticks her hands out dramatically. "Tadaaaa!!" Breathing a little heavily from her finished dance, heaving her massive breasts as she does so, Stacy is rewarded with the applause and cheers of the other cheerleaders. She also enjoys the sight of the laptop practically exploding from all of the donations flooding the screen; people REALLY loved her dance. "How was that, Sis?...Sis?" Stacy scans the room for Ally, who seems to have disappeared, but then she hears the blonde's voice from below.
"It was great, Stace! Now hold that pose for just a little longer." Stacy looks down to see that Ally has shimmied herself under the small chair (which isn't easy for someone as big and curvaceous as her). Ally aims the camera upwards to get a perfect shot through the clear seat and show off to all their fans how Stacy's mountain of an ass has your tiny, splayed body hopelessly crushed beneath it. Her soft flesh completely covers the chair's hard surface and flattens you against it. Assuming you're still enjoying yourself, Ally focuses on giving her fans more of what they want, loving how they're eating all this up.
Overwhelmed and frustrated, you give an exasperated sigh against Stacy's cheeks, fully trapped in their warm, fleshy embrace. Just what else are these girls gonna put you through before this show is over?
1. Everyone calls for an encore, so Stacy keeps dancing until you finally pop.
2. Stacy frees you in time to "help" another cheerleader with the next segment.
3. Stacy realizes it's time for her segment, "Strolling with Stacy," where she walks on a nearby treadmill and talks about stuff.
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May 31, 2023
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