The Drunken Toy
by Anonymous

I looked around the bar, smiling excitedly as I took a sip of coors light, fixing my bleach blonde hair. My partners Holly and Berlin sat beside me, scoping out the possible prey. As usual, the bar was filled with vile low life men, searching for woman to "get with" it was just a matter of time before we got our hands on one of them.

"Hurry up Candy!" Holly hissed, tapping her heel against the ground. "We don't have all night."

I nodded, sitting up from my slouched position, making my way over to a man, surrounded by a crowd of distasteful women. "Hey there, my name's Candy." I whispered into the shallow man's ear, rubbing my hands up and down his chest.

I could hear rude remarks from the girls around me, they were just jealous of how easily I could get a man. His breathing increased, and he looked up at me, smiling drunkily. "Come on sugar, let me take you home with me and my girls and we can have a good time."

He followed my deriction, finding Holly and Berlin who batted there eyelashes, puckering there lips at him. He looked back up and me, nodding, his smile widening. I grabbed his wrist, leading him out of the bar, Holly and Berlin following behind.

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When we got to our small one bedroom apartment, I sat the man on the bed, running my hands through his brown hair.

"Holly, get the rope!" I whispered, laying the guy down on the bed.

"So are we having a foursome or what?" He slurred loudly.

"Oh you bet!" I said, as Holly made her way back, handing me the rope. "But if you don't mind, we like to do it our own way."

He grinned, letting us tie him to the bed post, awaiting what he thought would be an amazing night. Berlin got the camera, handing it to Holly who turned it on, finding a good angle to film at.

"Why are you filming this?" He asked curiously, lifting his head slightly, staring up at Holly who winked back at him.

"We want to save this as a memory." Berlin piped in quickly.

I stared at his round juicy face, my heart racing with excitement. "Can I go first?" I asked Berlin, biting my lip.

"Sure sweetheart." She cooed, patting me on the head as if she were my mentor. I smiled, sitting up on the bed next to the man, my rear end close to his face.

"So what are you going to do with me?" He asked cheerfully.

"Oh you'll see." I said, pulling down my jeans to expose my large butt covered by a pink thong that barley covered me up at all.

He licked his lips as I waved it over him, before plopping it down smack against his face. His first reaction was to scream, but that only turned me on, and I sighed, grinding back and forth of his face.

"Wait, we never got his name!" Holly said, zooming in her camera more. "Let's call him butt-face."

I giggled, grinding even harder. "How does that smell?" I asked, moaning loudly, the sensation over whelming.

He screamed again, bucking beneath me. "I know, my butt smells pretty bad." I admitted, wiggling around on his poor face. "But it just feels so good." I turned on the TV, watching new episodes of Jersey Shore, occasionally lifting up to make sure my slave was still breathing, before plopping down back onto him.

After a while, I began to get bored, and I changed my position, putting him in a scissor lock. He yelled out as I watched his face become engulfed in my huge butt, and my stomach rumbled loudly as I let off a SBD lingering fart right onto his face.

Somehow he managed to move himself from beneath me before the stench could get him so I readjusted his nose under my butt hole pushing all the oxygen from his chest so he would have to breath in all of the next one.

"Berlin, hold his face!" I screamed, and she obeyed, holding his reluctnant face there. "BRRRRRRRRRRRRRP...BRRP BRRRPP BRRRRRRPPPPPP."

He screamed loudly, trying to movie his face as berlin held it firmly and I grinding my ass into his face sighing in relief.

TO BE CONTINUED