Under Tori’s Butt by bryanll

She sat for a little more than 45 minutes and when we parted, I ran home with the outside air hitting my wet face which cooled it quickly, much like an air conditioner. It smelled … I guess … sewerish, in a way. Yet, somehow was turned on by it.

As my senses returned, I remember my head crying out that I would never do it again! It had been too much. A full woman was just too … too … womanly; too powerful; too … well … ass wet. No, no, no! I would never do it again!

Yet, two days later, I was knocking on Lori’s door. She smiled and invited me in, much like an insect to a spider’s web. And, two minutes later, her round, womanly ass was parked right on my face. And once again, she covered my face in her wet stench and I lay still and absorbed it all. Her smell stayed with me for hours and when I was alone, I inhaled her butt-smell and masturbated several times.

I spent the Summer constantly under her womanly bottom. I felt comfortable with her and not self-conscious and I suppose that was because she didn’t go to our school and couldn’t tell anyone. We did it at least three-dozen times. She was always willing; I was beyond help.

And that is why I didn’t foresee an approaching problem until Lori said, “Well, Summer is winding down. Tori will be back soon. Aren’t you glad to hear that?”

Although I was overjoyed with her return, it created an instant and worrisome dilemma

What was I suppose to do? Would I have to choose? Would Tori find out that her mother was sitting on my face? Would that bring insufferable ridicule at school?

Of course, I would be glad to see her and eager to be under Tori’s butt. At the same time, her mother had sat on my face every time I wanted all Summer long. And yes, it was nasty but … well … I had come to want it.

So, would I have to choose? If so, which one? Or, could I choose both?

I laughed with the idea that I had suddenly become some kind of a “big player”; a Romeo. Yeah me, the shy boy with no visible friends. And now, I seemed to have become quite the cavalier; juggling two girls!

The problem was, I had no idea what I had gotten myself into.

My body shuttered. My head shook.

What in the hell was I going to do?

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