Wearing only a skimpy thong, the girl’s full bare ass clapped against your body, ramming your face into the hot flesh of her left butt cheek. As the girl’s friend helped her to her feet, your body went with her, the sweat and dirt from your battered body adhering to the girl’s own glistening body. As she brushed herself off, your body jiggled and shook along with her meaty ass.
“Uh, hold up.” A girl called out, halting the game before it could resume. The girl whose butt you were a sticker on looked at her in confusion. That confusion grew even more as this new girl strolled up and ripped you from her butt. The new girl held you in her palm, but unfortunately face down. As such, she and her friends were only looking at your backside, which was already mostly concealed by a layer of damp sand.
“Did I sit on that?” The girl who’d butt crushed you smirked. “What even is it?”
The girl holding you shrugged. “Don’t know. Feels like…a towel, or something. Your sweaty ass glued it to you!” The two girls giggled, and the girl holding you crumpled you in her hand. “I’ll hold onto this for now. Feelin’ a bit sweaty myself actually.” She grinned as she balled you up and stuffed half of your body between her sizable breasts, until only a portion of you stuck out from her cleavage. Her friends all laughed, and the game resumed.
After another fifteen minutes of play, you found yourself struggling to remain conscious. The temperature between the girl’s tits was even hotter than the burning sun, and it was a veritable swamp of sweat between those fleshy orbs. To make matters worse, your slowly growing attraction to girls was overwhelming your preteen mind. Being manhandled by the college girls was an overflowing mix of terrifying and arousing.
Just then, the unmistakable voice of your mother called out, halting the game. Her voice was garbled through the thick boobs all around you, but you still knew her tone of voice anywhere. You were filled with hope, doubly so as the girl who had captured you retrieved you from her cleavage, letting you breathe again.
You caught a brief glimpse of your mother before the girl swished you behind her back and began rubbing your face up and down her butt crack, no doubt trying to get the full use out of her new ‘towel’. You grimaced in disgust at both the smell and the wet, sticky sweat.
“What’s up? You okay?” The girl holding you asked. Your mother approached the girls in a hurry, out of breath and clearly panicking.
“My s-son! I can’t find my son anywhere!” Your mother cried in desperation. “He’s only eleven! I told him to stay by my side, but he ran off when I fell asleep tanning!”
The girl holding you flinched and looked at her friends with worry. “Geez, that’s horrible. God, we should probably help, right?” Her friends all nodded. The girl stopped mopping up her sweat and moved you back to her chest, much to your horror. You struggled in her hands, but your slight movements went unnoticed. Helpless, you sighed in defeat as the girl wedged you back between her breasts.
This time, however, it was your panic-stricken face that was left visible from her cleavage. Staring out at an upside-down angle, you spotted your mother, and tried screaming for her attention. Flattened and crushed as you were, you were actually incapable of speech, and could only beg her to notice you.
Miraculously, she did, and your mother’s eyes locked right onto your own. Confusion filled her features for a second, before all the pieces finally clicked into place. Her expression morphed into pure awe, which then became abject horror at what happened next.
The girl’s friend ‘helpfully’ leaned over and jabbed her fingers into your eyes, jamming you even deeper into the girl’s cleavage. In the blink of an eye, you were totally hidden from sight, completely swallowed up by the monumentally sized tits of the girl. Everything around you was darkness, save for the steady thrum of the girl’s heartbeat. It was almost surreal.
The friend gestured to your mom. “Can’t have your towel falling out if you’re running around looking for her kid. Good thing your tits can handle it!” She joked.
The girl laughed. “Won’t argue with that!” Switching to a more earnest look, she eyed your mom. “So where do you think he went? We’ll comb this whole beach to help you find him.”
Your mom stared slack jawed for another minute before finally scrambling together enough mental thought to respond. “Uh, well…actually…this might sound weird. My son is…”
(FLASHBACK END)
***
You sighed. “Suffice it to say, after ten minutes of convincing, the girl let me out, laid me out on the ground, and I reformed after another five minutes. Then I had to deal with eight college girls fussing over me, apologizing for stomping and crushing me, and…other…stuff.” You trailed off, recalling how fervently that girl who’d dominated you with her breasts had kissed you as her ‘apology’. That experience had been burned in your preteen brain years afterward.
A minute of silence fell, and then Sophie giggled uncontrollably. “I-I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” She wheezed, trying to get a handle on herself. “It’s just…you’re so little…and they all just…” Sophie fell onto Maddie, who sighed loudly. “But you were hurt, and so young…so I shouldn’t l-laugh…but I just can’t! Even!”
Maddie rolled her eyes and ignored Sophie. “Yikes dude, that’s pretty rough. At least your mom showed how much she can take care of you by saving you.”
You nodded. “Yeah, I’ll always love her for all the countless times she’s saved me. She never took me to the beach again though.”
Cassie looked at you in surprise. “You never told me this, Jake. Is this story the reason you never wanted to go to the beach with me?”
You smiled sadly. “Yeah, it’s dumb, isn’t it? I should get over it.”
Your fiancée looked directly into your very soul. “It’s NOT dumb, Jake. We’ll go the beach someday and help you conquer this fear, but I won’t rush you.”
Meanwhile, Kimberly looked deep in thought. “You put up a fight, I’ll give you that Jake.” She admitted. “Handling college girls isn’t easy.” Her stern gaze fell on Maddie and Sophie, and lightened up a bit. Maddie flashed her a cocky thumbs up, and Sophie managed to wrangle in her laughter.
Another minute of silence passed, until…
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