This choice: Lose control of your lust and dive face first into Victoria's sweaty ass crack • Go Back...Chapter #3Lose control of your lust and dive face first i... by: Unknown Victoria was lying on her tummy, with you standing right beside her. You looked up and saw her butt towering beside you. You shimmied your way onto her back and stared into her butt crack, with her underwear being pulled down half way off her butt. You carefully walk onto her left butt cheek, looking into her crack. Dropping everything, you jump into the air and dive face first into her butt. Victoria felt a little thing, but figured it was nothing. Her sweat was made it more slippery as you crawled in deeper. You got to where the hair was crawled all through it. Victoria had a odd look on her face as she pressed her cheeks together. You were being pressed against the flesh walls as she did this. Victoria stopped as the itch went away. You were out of it for a second, but started crawling to her butt hole. It was like 3 times your size. Then Victoria farted, the space you were in heated up.
"God Victoria," Said Allie as Katy walked back in.
"Sorry," Said Victoria.
You were still nestled in down there, with Victoria's butt hole right in front of you. You moved forward and started to slide in. Victoria felt that and reached in her butt. You were trying to get into her safe butt hole but she grabbed your legs and pulled you out with her thumb and index finger. You couldn't fight it since she was 1,000 times stronger than you were. When she pulled you out she sat up and you were at level with her face.
"What the hell? John?" Said Victoria, with Allie and Katy crowding around Victoria. Looking at you.
"John, what were you doing in there?" Said Allie in a shocked tone.
"Nothing, baby." You said, "I got lost, and..."
"And what?" Said Allie, "Rummaging through Victoria's junk?"
"No... Of course not," You said, knowing you had no good argument.
"You know, he might like me." Said Victoria, in a smart/happy tone.
"This is between me and my boyfriend, Victoria," Said Allie, laying down the law. Then, the door bell rang, with trick or treaters waiting outside.
"I'll deal with you when we get the door," Said Allie, going over to her hermit crab cage and placing you in, "Lets go girls, be right back John."
You looked over and saw Allie's hermit crab, Bob, in the corner. He rarely ever moves, so he was not a worry to you. Allie was obviously not happy with you, and was going to punish you some way or another. You tried to squeeze through the bars, but to no avail.
"Wait, I have thumbs." You said looking over to the door that you came in. You stuck you hand through it and clicked the lock, with the door opening. You quickly jumped out and fell onto Victoria's plush sleeping bag. You quickly fought your way out of the plushiness and bolted for the door. Looking down the stairwell, you could see Allie, Katy, and Victoria handing out candy to the little kiddies. They waved off the line of kids and headed back upstairs into Allie's room. You crawled through a crack at the bottom of the dry wall and headed to where ever. The girls re-entered the room and saw the cage open with no John inside it.
"That boy," Said Allie, "He wouldn't survive outside, so I'm about 90% sure he's somewhere in the house. We just have to find him."
"What are we going to do with him?" Asked Victoria.
"I don't know," Said Allie, "Whoever finds him can do whatever with him. Where do we first look?"
The route you went through in the dry wall eventually led you to the kitchen, right on the counter. You heard them come down the stairs and enter the kitchen, and you ducked behind the coffee maker. The girls looked though drawers, the fridge, in cabinets, etc. You didn't know what to do. Out of all the girls you would rather have your friend Katy find you. But you wanted to stay hidden.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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