This choice: She places you in her bikini bottoms • Go Back... “So... that little Barbie doll did this to you, but you jumping on my ass cheek. I have a feeling that was you” Monica said as you quickly explain.
“No that was just her, she wanted to climb up. Like she said” You say as she smiled. She moves and takes off her glasses. Letting you see her blue eyes as they were fluttering at you.
“Your sweating, a lot. Why do i make you nervous... do i make you sweat” She said this in such an erotic manner that you didn't know how to respond. Besides just shifting your gaze back at Barbie who was having fun with Ava. She was currently dancing and standing on the sandcastle. Oh why did she just have to leave?
“Don't look her way, she isn't going to save you” Monica said as she moved her finger, grabbing your head and making it look back. It was at this point you tried to struggle out of her grip, which of course didn't accomplish anything. You couldn't overpower a child, why did you think you could do it to a mother.
“Now you've done it, all your moving. let’s see just how well it can do for me” She said as then grabbed you and brought you into the air. Holding you over her middle as she spread her legs. It didn't take a genius to understand what was happening. You were about to get raped by this giant milf.
“Barbie! Barbie i need yo-” You didn't finish as her finger came over your mouth. Monica stopping you from talking as she smirked.
“Like i said, she isn't here save you” That was the last thing you heard from her as she then moved her other hand. Making sure you were watching as she pulled her bottoms open. Letting you see right in. She pinned you against her stomach as she started to lower you down. Your arms and legs kicking as you try to find anyway to not go there. But Monica pushed you in before you really could.
You get pushed under and her hand leaves you. The bottoms shut as you were trapped in. Thankfully you were slightly smaller then a barbie, so it wasn't like it was a giant cave to you. On the other hand though, it was a giant pussy you were against. It was quite the sight. It got even worse when she pushed your back into her. You feel it slam into your middle section as your clothes got soaked. You fight and try to get it off, but that didn't work.
You were stuck in there, whether you like it or not. For Monica, she loved every slight movement of you in there. It made her feel so amazing and so giddy. She felt like a little girl again playing with her toys. The fact that you were a strapping young lad made the touch even better. She pushes her bikini further, pushing you further in as your struggles became more.
She loved this, and she wanted to just take you home with her. She can put you in a drawer and when she is having a bad night and whenever her daughter goes home, she can just pull you out and have fun. Have fun with her little man.
Seeing this though, she had to be a bit careful. She cant do that with the little blonde that her daughter is playing with. Maybe she can convince her and-
“Mom!” A voice said, letting her hear and look to her daughter.
“Uh yes?”
“Is it okay if Barbie and i go swimming” She said out loud. No one around worth thinking. Simply everyone else thinks she was just playing with her doll.
“Of course!” She said out loud, letting her head that as she started to move away. Watching her daughter leave as she moved back. Resting her hand and smiling.
“Well hey good look-”
“Keep walking Kid” Monica said quickly with a smile. She was gonna love this, she just has to form a plan. A very smart plan, no doubt. She needs to convince Barbie that she can keep you.
You down below has stopped moving and squirming. As you simply just relax and have fun. After a while... something happened and the daughter and her doll come back.
“Ava, were going” Monica said as she got up and closed the umbrella. Smiling as she could feel you underneath, but she has to make sure to be quiet. As she closed and got everything packed, Ava was saying goodbye to Barbie.
“You want to come with us?” She asked as Barbie nodded no.
“Sorry, me and my friend have something planned later today. We really have to be there and... hey where is he?”
Hearing this, Monica froze. She spent the last while thinking about what to say when this came out, and she does believe she finally has something to say “Oh him, he left. He found a girl that he wanted to chase. He left”
“He left?” Barbie said as she quickly looked left and right “I-I don't see him? Is he okay? Oh this is not good. Can you two help me look for him? He has a birthday he has to be at later today”
“We can look for her tiny friend. Right mom?” Ava said. Hearing this, Monica figured she must of told her daughter about you.
“I would love to help you, but i also have some place i need to be. So we cant. Sorry Ava, Sorry Barbie”
“its fine, i can look for her by myself” Barbie said as she was then placed down onto the ground. All of them started to pack up, letting Barbie on the beach alone. Monica and her daughter then left the beach, walking away and going to their home. Monica smiled as she was about to walk away, but suddenly she stopped. moving her legs around as Barbie looked at her.
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