His Big Booty Fucktoy ** PM interest **

[ForeverIllinois]

His Big Booty Fucktoy ** CLOSED **

So before I begin, I should introduce myself. Hey, my name is Julie Williams. I'm a top senior year student at North Hill High School and I'm the fucktoy of Jack Smith.

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Name: Julie Williams
Age: 18
Height: 5'9"
Cup size: 38C


...​

May 18th 2015, 11 PM:

"Big asses get spanked. Don't they, Julie?"​

A soft high pitched yelp escaped my soft lips, as if on the same pitch of a wounded, defenseless puppy when Jack slapped my panties clad ass in front of the crowd. As I lay over his lap, as if I didn't have a choice in the matter, I knew that Jack was grinning wildly (or at least, I would see when he showed me the recording...but I'll get to that later) as the crowd around us cheered.

I glanced to the side to see the crowd; a group of twenty or so party-goers. Most of them were men of which I rejected advances from at one point or another. I'm sure they were glad to see me like this; a proud eighteen year old woman being spanked by some lewd, perverted forty-year old.

Hell, it wasn't even hard to notice some of the distinct bulges forming in the pants of those men, who by the way were practically drooling over this. I suppose that it didn't help that I made a few women enemies over the years too. 'Oh, my, god. Look at her butt. It is so big.' a woman's voice said — making me blush even more wildly than ever before. The women saying that were part of the popular crowd at school and I knew they did it to tease me, the slightly snobbish quiet girl. Keep in mind that I knew for a fact that they were just jealous that everyone wanted a piece of me. For example, I have overheard some conversations about how some of the boys, and even them (girls from the cheer squad no less) wanted to watch 'that big ass' jiggling while I would be getting split like a wet pine by a huge fat cock.

"Are you even listening Julie?" Jack practically roared before giving me one big spank...

SMACKKKKK!!!​

I howled in pain while listening to both the loud echo it made (despite even the music playing in the background of the party) and his voice as he laughed. He slowly caressed a cheek, his fingers tracing the outlines of my modest cotton panties...He cooed into my ear 'A naughty girl should be paying attention to her punishment', his hot breath tickling so slightly my earlobe...

"Mmm..." I moaned extremely softly, enjoying this odd feeling of being...played with. No one heard it except him. I cursed myself for not having bitten my bottom lips and for being partly responsible for this new feeling - an ache growing inside of me (slowly but surely) and the slight moisture on my panties.

...

Right... You probably want to know how it got to this point.

Let me think...​

...

May 18th 2015, 11 AM:

It all started earlier that day. I was with my best friends - Max, Samantha and Jacob. We all hung out at my place and acted like your typical, albeit stereotypical young adults here in suburban New York. In our basement, we were fixated on random Vine videos, especially so when we came across mine. Now, before you judge me, this video was taken when I was pretty tipsy while at Jacob's party. It was my first time drinking alcohol and I was solely with friends. I didn't even know that I was being recorded, until Samantha showed me the video the following morning.

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Everyone laughed, watching my slightly flushed skin and my revealing outfit -- if you could even call just having my bra, white long sleeves and cotton panties on an outfit. Well, everyone was laughing except Max; my boyfriend.

"I don't get why you had to upload this into your Vine account, Samantha." Max said, a bit annoyed over having to watch this. "Just fucking delete it already."

"What?" Samantha replied between giggles "It's funny."

I kinda zoned out while those two were arguing back and forth whether the video should just be taken down (I wasn't worried. The only people I had to hide this from were my parents who were somewhat conservative, but they had no idea how to even use a computer, let alone find this video on social media). I watched the likes increase now that it was mid-day but didn't pay attention to the comments until he replied.

Jack Smith - Max's boss at the grocery store.

"Shake it baby. " he commented lewdly while I practically shivered at the thought of this older, forty something year old man thinking of me that way. The others snuck up behind me and Max almost flipped the laptop in sheer jealousy. Everyone laughed again, only this time it was both Max and I who were silent...and I stayed silent until I got a notification via cellphone. In a quick panic, I showed Max my cellphone's screen.

"Are you kidding me?!" he then said, watching as Jack liked one of my pictures on Facebook.

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Here's the details - that lewd, disgusting man was none other than the senior manager of West Wholesale Foods; a company that he worked for about twenty years now. Both Max and Samantha worked there and both of them needed the cash for both college and living expenses, so while he was disgusting to all women (myself obviously included, as you can see), he had them on the ropes. Of course, Max wasn't giving him the light of day...although Samantha (the ever so social cheerleader of our group) was friendly with him... and of course, that was mostly because Samantha, while a friend of mine, was an opportunist and knew that if she gave him a smile and indulged in conversation from time to time, that she could get a better part-time job. Maybe even a nice office job by the time we go to college.

And here comes another comment from him. Good god...

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...So as you have noticed, Jack was a notorious pervert and ass man. That didn't bode well for me, because while I was tall and pretty damn fit, I had a big ass. I mean, there was no denying it - I was a gym kind of gal whenever I had spare time from studying and extra curricular activities and I did a whole lot of squats and cardio. It didn't help that Jack lived just three blocks across from my house and I always felt so gross when I jogged past his block. I was probably the hottest girl at my high school and it got me a good amount of admirers and enemies.

No one in my group really liked him, except maybe Samantha. I say that maybe Samantha didn't dislike his company because a few minutes afterwards, she was adamant that we go to a party hosted by her perverted boss. Her logic was that if we all put in a good word for her, that a much better job was waiting for her and it could solve her financial worries.

Max wasn't excited about the idea.

"No way, no. Fuck you Samantha." Max said while Jacob got defensive over his girlfriend. They all argued back and forth and as for me, being the timid woman that I am, I didn't know what to say. I hated confrontation.

Then...

"Well why don't you let Julie speak for herself?!" Samantha replied angrily to Max. "Julie...please." my friend added with near tears to her eyes...

"I...guess so." I replied, indulging my close friend. Max sighed and Samantha cheered and hugged me tight.

Of course, little did I know that Samantha got this message while we were preoccupied with the lewd comments that I was getting.

http://i.imgur.com/SxYenb0.png​

Samantha was a backstabbing bitch.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I couldn't believe my luck. As I sat there at my desk, chowing down on Cheet-O's and scrolling through that fat-ass slut's pictures, I got the message from Samantha that Julie would be coming to my little party.

Okay, so maybe the party wasn't going to be little. I had a lot of connections. You make those in my business. The warehouse had been rented out and decked out. There would be DJ's, lights, drinks... other consumables. I took a puff off the smoldering joint in the ashtray and held it in, getting a hard-on as I watched that silly little Vine vid of Julie dancing around.

By the end of the night, I'd be balls deep in that slut, and she would fucking love it. I had a plan, already in motion, thanks to that dumb bitch Samantha. Ha! As if I'd ever pay her more than a measly ten bucks an hour. She was useless! But she'd be getting a nice little "bonus" from me for her efforts tonight, that was for sure.

As long as everything went according to plan, of course.

I sent a few more lewd comments to Julie's facebook, of course, knowing full well how upset her little boyfriend would be getting about it all. What could he do? He was just a stock-boy, and if he wanted to run his mouth, I'd fire him on the spot.

After a little while, I got myself dressed, not bothering with a shower, opting instead for a good dose of cologne, and made my way to the warehouse for the party, which was already underway...

 

[ForeverIllinois]

...

"Are we seriously doing this?"
"Yeah, for the hundreth time..."

...

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We waited in line for the chance to get into this nightclub. Before I tell you anything else, know that I absolutely hated this; I was never a fan of crowds, drinking and music. The reason that I was here, as I've told you earlier, was because despite what people think of me, I am a bit of a pushover - especially when it comes to my friends. Even though I hated the idea of both going to this nightclub and having to be near the boss of two of my friends, somehow I felt that it was worth sticking around for a bit for the sake of Samantha.

"Come on guys, it won't be so bad." Samantha said with a bit of a grin before nudging me with her elbow.

"I guess we could make the best of it." I answered with a nervous laugh.

I took the time to quickly go over the outfit that I wore today; a tight stripped top what occasionally gave out a bit of my midriff when I would stretch (which would give out a hint of the slight abs on my fit stomach), some cleavage of my 38C cup boobies and the light bit of bare flesh between the end of the fabric and the waistband of my tight white jeans. Maybe I should have wore something more loose; Samantha already commented on them, telling me that my butt looked so round in them (and how she was slightly jealous). I got so nervous that while we were waiting, I took off my thin jacket and wrapped it around my waist; much to the dismay of the pervy guys giving me looks from the back of the line. I also wore these pair of fantastic white heels, making me seem an inch or two taller than I already was. Additionally, I had this cute pink purse that I carried my cellphone and keys in. Well, they say that a picture is worth a thousand words, so here:

http://i.imgur.com/CpuEGsk.jpg​

So anyway, we were waiting for a bit when suddenly...

 

[The_J0k3R]

I spotted the girls as soon as my rented chaufeur pulled up in front of the "club". It was hard to miss Julie's big fat ass, especially poppin' in those skin-tight white pants! I got out of the car, and of course everyone in the crowded line thought I was someone important. I headed right towards Julie and Samantha.

"What are you doing waiting in line?" I said. "Don't you know you're on the VIP list?" I smirked, wrapping my hands around the girls' waists and pulling them along out of the line and we walked right up to the door, ignoring the shouts from their left-behind boyfriends. The bouncer knew who I was, and he let us right in the door, past the pat-downs and the cashier taking money.

The $20 cover-charge wasn't exorbitant, but I knew it would be a bit of a shock to their boyfriends' wallets. I knew what they made per hour, after all.

Inside, the music was loud and the lights were intense, as was the crowd. "You must be Julie," I said to the big-bootied blonde on my arm. "Samantha here has told me so much about you!" I guided them towards the closest bar...

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"What are you doing waiting in line?" the older man said, a confident smirk wide across his face "Don't you know you're on the VIP list?"

His hand snaked its way to my waist, grabbing hold of my wide and pulling me close. A soft gasp escaped my lips from the surprise and I looked towards my boyfriend. Although I didn't say anything, my look of utter anxiety must have screamed 'Help. Help. Help.'. Of course, he protested but what with the noise and the faint sound of the music in the club, I don't think Jack notice or cared. A tall bouncer made sure they couldn't follow us in and before I knew it, I was being blinded by the LED lights and loud music of the club.

"You must be Julie," Jack said, once again grinning mischievously, as if he was winning at a poker game or something "Samantha here has told me so much about you!"

I eyed Jack for a few seconds, while he guided both Samantha and I towards what looked like a bar. He was around the same height as me, or maybe even an inch shorter. He looked liked as if he was in great shape...once. A beer belly showed itself within his shirt. His face was a bit rugged, with stubble all across the side of his face.

"Um, nice to meet you Jack." I said with a fake smile on my face. Subconsciously, I tightened the jacket tied across my waist; knowing from his comments via Facebook that he was going to try to stare at my ass from time to time. "I heard a lot about you too!"

 

[The_J0k3R]

I smirked and nodded. "All good things, I'm sure?" I replied, casting a knowing glance at Samantha before turning to the bartender who, in spite of all the customers around us, knew well enough to serve me as soon as I stepped up to the bar.

"A couple rounds of Scooby Snacks here," I said, and gave Julie a wink. "You're gonna love these, you can't even taste the booze!" The music was loud, so I had to lean close to Julie to tell her about the drink, granting myself a serene view down the front of her shirt. She had a great rack on her, but I really couldn't wait to get a better view of that ass.

A moment later, the glowing, neon-green shots were delivered to us. "Bottoms up," I said, grabbing one and holding it up towards the girls.

Samantha's eyes had gotten big at the sight of the shots, and I saw her giggle and grab onto Julie enthusiastically. "This is so awesome," Sammy was saying. Of course I knew they were eighteen, and technically under the legal 21 years to drink. But looking at them, they certainly looked grown-up enough to throw back some shots... And I knew the cops weren't gonna bother me tonight, so that helped.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"All good things, I'm sure?" he replied back, looking at Samantha who grinned back at him but once he turned away, I looked at her questionably. She shrugged and gave me this look that said 'I don't know what he's talking about!' and quickly, I had to pay attention to Jack as he spoke again:

"A couple rounds of Scooby Snacks here," he said, giving me a wink. That gave me a shiver down my spine, mainly because once again I knew the things he thought about me. Not to mention I somehow knew that the wink he gave me was anything but innocent. "You're gonna love these, you can't even taste the booze!" he then said, leaning close to me presumably to speak through the loud (and awful) music. Of course, as I somehow knew, he took the opportunity to glance down my shirt; drinking in the view of my D cup cleavage. I almost rolled my eyes in disgust and answered "Oh, I can't wait."

Not too long after, the drinks came by us "Bottoms up," he said, grabbing one glass and holding it up to us.

Samantha was overjoyed and grabbed me as she giggled. Of course, she could tell how hesitant I was to drink something like this for the first time. "Come on Julie." she said, trying to convince me "It's not bad, trust me! Just try it out." I sighed in defeat, holding my glass and eyed the green drink. "Bottoms up." I replied back to Jack as I drank it down.

It was pretty sweet.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I threw back the glowing green libation, and it was just as sweet as ever. I looked at Julie, locking my eyes with hers. I could tell she liked the shot.

"I knew you'd like it," I told her. "That's why I ordered two for each of us before I show you around my party," I told her, setting down my empty glass and picking up my second. Samantha did the same, nudging Julie as she did, giving her that look she gave when she really wanted Julie to do something.

Good. The dumb little bitch was playing along. Now, to get the one I really wanted in my grasp...

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"I knew you'd like it. That's why I ordered two for each of us before I show you around my party," I said, waving the bartender over for a second. I slowly put my glass down and I was right about to say that I was fine with just one. But Samantha, as always, was there to nudge me forward. "Come on Julie. You can't just say no to his drink." she said, picking up her second.

"Why the hell not?" I answered back, whispering loudly into her ear.

"God, don't be so rude Julie. Jack isn't so bad." she answered back, before smiling at her boss and drinking down her glass.

Looks like it was my turn again.

Look, it wasn't that the shot was bad. It was actually pretty tasty - hell, I could hardly tell there was alcohol in there. But...already, I was feeling a bit warm. I wasn't sure how strong the alcohol was, or if it was some sort of placebo effect, but I was sure that it was already affecting me in ways that I can't even properly describe. But I shrugged it off and drank mine down.

Again, it was pretty damn tasty!

I placed my glass down and grinned. "Thanks!" I said to Jack, figuring that I may as well be somewhat friendly.

 

[The_J0k3R]

"You're welcome," I replied to her "thank you." I smirked at her again, and then pulled her on away from the bar, my hand around her waist again, my fingers constantly in danger of slipping down to her ass, teasing along her lower back.

"Let me show you around. This party has a lot going on," I explained. The warehouse has been transformed into a number of different spaces, dimly lit but for dancing neon laser lights, smoke machines every where. There were a few big rooms full of dancing people, but off of each big room were several smaller rooms, some with people in them, having their own little personal parties, and a few empty ones.

"You okay Julie? You look like you're getting flushed a bit. Here, let me take your coat," I said, peeling the garment from around her waist, and tossing it inside one of the rooms, onto a low sofa. I tossed my own jacket inside as well. "It'll be safe in there," I assured her.

"Now let me see some of those dance moves you were showing off on, what was that, Instagram?"

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Let me show you around. This party has a lot going on," he said, showing my around the club. With his hand on my waist, he guided me as I eyed everything; from the lights, the crowded rooms, neon lights everywhere...well, they were all so distracting. So distracting, in fact, that I hardly noticed when Samantha sneaked away and went to go Lord knows what. The fact of the matter is, either through the lights, two measly drinks I had or a combination of both, I found myself pretty...well, hot.

"You okay Julie? You look like you're getting flushed a bit. Here, let me take your coat," Jack said, taking away my coat from my waist. He didn't even wait for me to say anything; so now, I didn't have anything to cover my butt in these tight white pants.

Well, hopefully Samantha was right and he wasn't all that bad...

"It'll be safe in there," he said, throwing in his jacket with mine, as if to assure me.

"Thanks...and if it's gone, you owe me like...four drinks." I replied with a laugh. Well, there was no point being so hostile now, I guess.

"Now let me see some of those dance moves you were showing off on, what was that, Instagram?"

"Oh, I don't know..." I answered back...

I don't know how he convinced me to do it, but within just a few minutes I was dancing to the beat of the music. Or at least, I thought I was. Either way, no one (especially Jack) was complaining when with my legs apart, I started twerking to the beat of the music. I used my best assets (well, my big butt) to attract all sorts of attention.

 

[The_J0k3R]

"Oh, don't worry, you'll get all the drinks you can handle tonight," I promised with a smirk before she started dancing...


I couldn't help but chuckle to myself as she quite quickly set herself to twerking her big fat ass to the beat of the electronic music blaring through the speakers.

And my, what an ass that was! It jiggled so much, with every beat. She really knew how to work it. I could already feel myself getting hard as I saw all the guys crowding around her, shouting enthusiastically to her.

Of course, I had to mark my territory. I came up behind her and smacked her big butt!

"Damn, look at that fat ass jiggle!" I shouted, and everyone around laughed and cheered at the antic.

 

[ForeverIllinois]

What was I doing? Why was I dancing like this in public?

It felt pretty good though and I know I was probably just blaming the alcohol for this. Truth be told, when I started doing this at the club, I was pretty damn anxious. But soon, I found myself having fun - even if I was getting all sorts of calls and whistles while the music played. I lost track of time, well at least until

*SLAP*​

I felt a sharp thing from behind. I gasped when I felt the burning sensation of a hand on my right cheek and I turned around to see Jack, grinning as he said:

"Damn, look at that fat ass jiggle!"

Blushing red with embarrassment, I laughed and grabbed his hand. Willingly, he went with me to the bar, where I asked "Oh my god, why was I doing that?" with a chuckle "Can you get me a drink, please?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

As she grabbed my hand and led me anxiously back to the bar, I gave her ass one last squeeze. Her fleshy butt felt so good in my hand, even better than I had imagined it would. And I had imagined quite a bit about this girl.

We got back to a bar and she was hot and flustered and asking for a drink. Who was I to deny her that much?

The bartender, well-trained, immediately appeared to take my order as we got up to the bar. A seat cleared, but only one.

"Come here and sit on my lap," I told her, our eyes locked as I sat down. "And I'll get you any drink you want."

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Come here and sit on my lap," he told me, practically patting on his lap "And I'll get you any drink you want."

I looked around the room, my heart pounding. Look, I knew that it was wrong. I knew that it was awful for me to even considerate it. But I was alone in this club, now that Samantha went off to god knows where. My boyfriend wasn't around and I just did something pretty embarrassing for me. The only person I knew around here was Jack and the drink was pretty good. It'd at least take my mind off things.

I bit my bottom lip before saying "You know that I have a boyfriend, right?"

But regardless, I went towards him and slowly sat on his lap - and I'm sure that he could see the slight hint of my white panties underneath my pants right before I rests my round behind on his lap. I settled there and gasped when I felt him buckle his hips on mine...presumably to 'adjust' himself. I felt a slight bulge probing me between my cheeks.

"So...um...how about that drink?" I said, turning my head to the left.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I nodded to her as she reminded me she had a boyfriend, encouraging her with my eyes to come towards me, and do exactly the thing that she knew better than to do.

I adjusted myself beneath her, grabbing her big butt a bit as I did, making sure to get my stiffening dick right between her asscheeks. And what as ass it was! All her round plumpness settled onto me, and my cock got harder by the second!

"Absolutely," I told her, my breath hot on her neck as she tried to cast her gaze away from me. "More scooby snacks!" I ordered the bartender; it didn't take long at all before they were mixed up and placed before us. A total of six of the shots were laid out.

"Come on, Fat Ass!" I said, grabbing her big butt once more for emphasis. "You know you can handle it!" I continued, grabbing one of the shot glasses and holding it up. "Here's to doing things we shouldn't!" I toasted!

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Absolutely," he said, breathing his hot breath down my neck. I wasn't sure if he was doing that on purpose but...somehow it felt good? 'Come on Julie, snap out of it...' I thought to myself. These thoughts were probably what he wanted me to think...

"More scooby snacks!" he said and before I knew it, there were six shots in front of that. I wasn't sure about this - already with two, I was pretty tipsy. I bit my bottom lip at the thought that maybe I would do things I would regret. Jack was dangerous.

"Come on, Fat Ass!" Jack said, grabbing my ass for emphasis. I squealed at the sudden surprise, but quickly giggled after it. "You know you can handle it!" he continued, raising his glass "Here's to doing things we shouldn't!"

"Agreed!" I replied, feeling slightly guilty for all of this.

I took down my first shot...

Wait, did he just call me Fat Ass?

 

[The_J0k3R]

She threw her shot back and down her gullet it went, anf then she gave me a bit of a strange look, like realization had finally dawned on her.

I smirked and winked at her again, and then moved in towards her, my mouth dangerously close to her ear.

So close, in fact, my lips grazed her earlobe as I spoke to her: "I'm gonna make you do things that boyfriend of yours never even dreamed a fat-ass ho like you was capable of..."

I picked up the next shot. "Here's to breaking all the rules!" I declared!

 

[ForeverIllinois]

With a smirk and I wink, he moved in close to me. The things that he said sent a shiver down to my very core:

"I'm gonna make you do things that boyfriend of yours never even dreamed a fat-ass ho like you was capable of..." he whispered into my ear, his lips just barely touching my earlobe. I almost jumped as he did that, but instead of getting off his lap, a soft "Oooh" escaped my lips. Just what was he doing to me?!

"Here's to breaking all the rules!"

I needed another drink.

"To breaking all the rules!" I said, sipping down my shot. Trying to ignore my own reactions.

I feel this ache already growing inside of me. An ache that was going to cause me a lot of trouble. An ache that, believe it or not, actually made me feel a bit...excited about this. After I drank my shot, I eyed the last remaining one for me.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I saw her eyeing her last shot, and I quickly placed my hand over it, blocking her from taking it. I looked into her eyes, quickly getting glassy from the alcohol.

I knew I had her, but I wanted to test her limits. Even if she passed out, she'd still be plenty of fun to sink my big dick into, after all.

"If you want that last shot, you have to give me a kiss," I said, accentuating the word with yet another firm grab of her big ass. "You fat-ass bitch."

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"If you want that last shot, you have to give me a kiss," he said, blocking me from my drink. I gasped again when I felt his rough hand grab my ass through my white pants "You fat-ass bitch."

"I'm not a bitch." I protested - forgetting, or choosing to forget, that he kept calling me fat-ass. Maybe I also chose to forget the fact that somehow, his lewd disgusting words made me feel. really, really excited.

But regardless, I found myself thinking to myself 'well...I have no choice, right?' and leaning in for a kiss. But what I had in mind and what he had in mind were completely different. I was leaning for a soft peck on the lips.

He, on the other hand, quickly dominated my mouth.

"Mmmm!" I protested...at first. Feeling his tongue swirling all over my mouth, shoving and pushing my tongue around. He even took it upon himself to yank on my hair from behind; pulling my head back and giving him more room to do as he'd like with my mouth I eventually melted into the kiss, kissing him back and moving my tongue against his.

 

[The_J0k3R]

I was, momentarily, shocked that she actually went for it. She leaned in to kiss me, and the first touch of our lips was ecstasy, but I knew I had to inmediately take control of the moment. I grabbed her hair and assaulted her mouth with my tongue; and she melted into it! Letting me do as I want, I knew this was the perfect moment to test her and see what she would take.

Right there at the bar, I felt her up. Aggressively, my mitts pawing at her chest, squeezing her luscious lumps of flesh, and a few moments later, as the kiss intensified with my tongue utterly controlling her mouth, did I grasp at her top, peel it away from her skin, and reach up under her shirt to paw at her some more!

 

[ForeverIllinois]

What was he doing? Was he really feeling me up? Here, on his lap in a public bar?

"MMMM!" I protested...or moaned, right into his mouth as his hands began to squeeze my breasts through my shirt. I groaned into the kiss, feeling some pleasure when he roughly squeezed them and even more when I felt his greedy hand snake its way up my shirt. He began to squeeze even harder when he reached my bra. I needed to get out this...this...this was too dangerous. What was I doing? Oh god...

With all my strength, I managed to move my mouth away from him and say "Okay...okay, that was enough...right?"

 

[The_J0k3R]

I grinned lasciviously. "That was exactly what I wanted," I relied, letting go of her tits long enough to offer her up the last of her three drinks.

I sucked mine down easily, and waited eagerly for her to do the same. "Come on, that fat ass needs a drink and then we need to get it back on the dance floor!" I said, giving her voluminous buttocks a rather aggressive squeeze, right between the cheeks. I was fully aware that my fingers were digging up into her crotch as I did so.

"Drink up, Fat Ass, I got a few more surprises for you yet tonight."

 

[ForeverIllinois]

"Come on, that fat ass needs a drink and then we need to get it back on the dance floor!"

"A-Ah!" I squeal, practically making me jump off his lap when he gave me that tight, strong squeeze on my behind - the tip of his fingers even touching my inner lips through these white pants.

"Drink up, Fat Ass, I got a few more surprises for you yet tonight."

"Okay, okay!" I said with a laugh, drinking that one last drink and making me a face as if I could feel the strong alcohol content in it now (of course, that was all in my head). I put down my last glass before asking him "Can we stop calling me fat ass? My butt isn't that big...is it?"

Of course, I gave him a slight smile. Although it was really disgusting and objectifying, it did somehow feel good.