Courtney tells Ebony to put your key in her pants

“How about... here.” Courtney pointed to Ebony’s ass, mainly the opening of her waistband. “So, what do you think? ​I'm sure Tommy here would looooove it if you kept his key between your ass cheeks for safekeeping.~ Your butt's bigger than mine, after all, which means someone would have to try realllly hard to get the key from there."​ For a second, Ebony just stared at Courtney with a blank and unreadable expression. Finally, she laughed, which caused her breasts to pleasantly bounce up and down. “That sounds like a great idea! ​It wouldn't be the first time this beautiful booty of mine handled a cute guy's hard tool. And, let me tell ya, there's no better place for one. Once this beauty has a hold of something, it ain't letting go until I'm good and done with it.~"​. Ebony winked at Courtney before she turned to face you, barely able to see your panicked eyes past the curvature of her enormous rear. “Say hello to your key’s new hiding spot!” Ebony pulled on her waistband and dangled the key over her ass for a few seconds before dropping it, letting it bounce off of her asscheeks before it disappeared into her cavernous crack.

Your eyes widened in shock as you saw your tiny key vanish between the two huge milk-chocolate colored mounds, the teasing sight giving you a sudden feeling of ​déjà vu. Snapping yourself out of the daze, you desperately push against Ebony's heavy behind, hoping to get out from under her and finally get your key back. Despite your best efforts, you could barely make Ebony move an inch. Your adorably pitiful struggles made the dark-skinned beauty chuckle in amusement, but then she decided to give you a fighting chance, lifting herself off your body so that there was only slight pressure on your face and neck.

However, you were so focused on exerting yourself that you didn't even realize Ebony was giving you a handicap like that. Caught up in the moment, you had just assumed (or at least secretly hoped) that you were still strong despite being only 3 feet tall. Failing to notice Ebony's little game, your struggles grew more **** as you got so, SO close to freeing yourself, but you just couldn't get yourself to budge much further beneath Ebony's immense weight.

As you squirmed under Ebony’s ass, she smiled in delight. She always loved the feeling of giving the trapped men under her a false sense of escape. It gave her such a rush of erotic power, and, because of that, she wasn’t quite ready for you to stop being her cushion. Just when you finally got your face and arms out from under Ebony, she sat back down, ​easily

pinning your chest under her ass once again​ and reducing all your efforts to nothing with just her hefty flesh​. “Sorry, Tommy. I still think you need to show my ass some love before you can get out from under it. Otherwise you might hurt its feelings,” she said with a fake pout. You opened your mouth to argue but stopped. ​If you wanted to get your key back, you needed to play nice, or you'd be stuck. After dealing with Yasmine, the last thing you needed was to find yourself at the mercy of yet another pair of tan ass cheeks for the rest of the day. Sure, there's a part of you (the part that's starting to pitch a tent in your shorts) that likes the sound of being up close and personal with another beautiful behind, but you've got things you need to do and height you need to get back.

Through gritted teeth and a fake smile you spoke to her. “I can do that, Ebony. How do you want me to show your ass some affection?” Your response made Ebony giddy.​Excited that you'll be taking a moment to worship her ass, she gleefully bounced up and down, making you grunt each time she pulverized you beneath her encompassing rear.​ “For starters, how about you give my titanic ass a hug? I know that guys like you want to do it anyway.” Slightly lifting herself off you again, Ebony wiggled her ass left and right, giving you an amazing view to incentivize you. The sight of her wobbling ass made you blush, and it was more than just a little arousing. ​Despite everything, the fact that yet another gorgeous woman wanted you to hug her butt was still a win in your book, even if your key is being held hostage between those meaty cheeks.

You leaned forward and wrapped your around her hips (well, as much of them as you could), taking a moment to instinctively admire the way the tight denim jeans perfectly outlined her ass. It really was like a second layer of skin. “Good boy, Tommy. Now your face.” You stopped for a moment. Did she really want your face pressed up against her huge ass!? “My face!? ​Isn't it enough to have my arms against your ass​?” While you were talking to Ebony, ​Courtney crept behind you, eager for more mischief. “​ Oh, come on Tommy! I know that you’re an ass man! No one has ever been able to resist me and my big bootay,” Ebony boasted. Courtney suddenly grabbed your head and shoved it against Ebony's doughy ass, your face almost sinking into her ass like quicksand. Startled, you instinctively squeezed Ebony's massive bubble booty, and you blushed upon feeling your fingers sink deeper against the smooth, yielding expanse. The fleshy mounds of her ass felt so warm, pliable, and soft, creating an irresistible sensation. Losing yourself for a moment there, you gave into temptation and gave Ebony's ass an even bigger hug, affectionately squeezing as much of it as you could with your tiny arms.

Courtney and Ebony laughed at this. ​Despite all your hemming and hawing, you were clearly enjoying yourself around these beauties. Likewise, they were enjoying spending time with someone so cute, tiny, and fun to tease. Seeing your adorably horny reactions every time they got a rise out of you was extremely flattering, and it made them feel even bigger and sexier than they already were. Even while enjoying the soft, spongy texture of Ebony's ass, you managed to (just barely) keep your head in the game, reminding yourself that you still had to get your key back.​ You stealthily snaked your arm up and into Ebony’s jeans, hoping that you could fish the key out from between her thick, bronze cheeks without her noticing. ​In spite of that, Ebony still noticed, smiling wryly upon feeling your hand dive deep between her plump cheeks, but she decided not to stop you just yet, seeing another opportunity to give you a "sporting chance." After another moment of what was essentially looking for a needle between two fleshy haystacks, you finally felt something metallic: it was your key!

Just as your fingers started to wrap around it, Ebony squeezed her cheeks together, pulling the key deeper between her bowling ball-sized cheeks while trapping your arm as well. “Ah ah ah, You didn’t say the magic word!” You groaned in disappointment as the key was pulled into her depths, farther and farther from your reach. You were about to say the ‘magic word’ when Ebony got off of you, your hand still trapped between her massive glutes. Just to toy with you a little more, Ebony started to walk away, pulling you along like a dog on a leash.​You tried your best to pull your hand out, but you just weren't strong enough to free your hand from between Ebony's clenched cheeks.

After both girls enjoyed the sight of you getting effortlessly dragged along by Ebony, she finally asked, “Hey Courtney? Could you pull Tom out of my pants? I think he needs to remember that his key is fine where it is.” Courtney happily obliged. ​She cuddled up behind you, briefly resting her huge bosom atop your head, and easily pulled your arm out of the tight grasp of Ebony's cheeks. “Can you girls please give me my key back!” ​Tired of the embarrassing (albeit stimulating) situations these girls have been putting you in, you tried to plead with them again, but, deep down, you already knew what they were going to say.​ “Nope!” ​Having said that at the exact same time, Courtney and Ebony giggled at how in sync they were; their shared fondness for toying with you was making them fast friends. They paused and shared a look, silently communicating all the fun ways they could have more fun with you.​ “How about you follow us around for a bit, and then we’ll think about giving it back to you.”

They strutted off, knowing full well that you'll follow while treating you to the sight of their bubble butts jiggling and wobbling in tandem with every step. "Here we go again," you thought. You were still frustrated that you had to put up with this, but you also couldn't help but admire the way their butts occasionally bumped together as they walked, though it was hard to tell if they were doing it on purpose or not. ​The girls smiled as they saw you obediently follow behind them. “Now,” Ebony said. Where should we take our little Tommy?”