Race to the Finish
Amy had had enough of the fighting between Mark and Troy for her affections. She kept her mini-men in two separate bowls on her night stand to keep them from duking it out over her sexy form. You see, Mark and Troy were reduced by Amy to the size of mere ants. She lovingly stuffed her used panties into the bowls as padding and let them sleep each night in the folds of her silky, soaked panties.
She used to keep both men in one bowl, but one day she came home from work to find them at each other’s throats. When Amy leaned her ear down to the opening of the bowl, the acoustics allowed her to faintly hear them arguing over who she favored more. As it turned out, Amy soon learned just how competitive both men were for her sizable curvaceous body.
When it finally got onto her last nerve, Amy decided she would decide who was the better man for her love by offering them both a competition that would not only finally put an end to their fighting, but also give her a bit of fun to boot.
“ Alright you two, I’ve had enough. I’m going to settle this argument of yours once and for all. I’m going to take both of you and place you under my nylons near my thighs. I want both of you to crawl across my expansive ass cheeks to my pussy. The first man to reach my soaked folds will win me forever. The loser will, well, get his just desserts.” She carefully reached into one bowl and plucked out Mark’s tiny body with her delicate fingers. She looked down at his puny form in her palm and wished him luck. She deposited him in her nylons near her left hip and snapped the stretchy material back into place.
Once done, she did the same with Troy, only trapping him against her right hip. Both men felt the taut material keeping their naked bodies tight against her flesh in the front, and the nylon against their backsides.
“Now, don’t either of you move until I slap my ass. That will be your signal to start the race.” Amy crawled onto her bed on her hands and knees and kept her toned legs apart. She reached back with her left hand and kept it hovered over her delicious ass.
“On the count of three, I’ll spank my ass. Once you feel the vibration on my cheeks, start crawling. Ready?” She didn’t wait for either man to signal he was ready, because she couldn’t have heard them anyway. “One, two, three, go!” Amy smacked her butt right in her own crack and felt both men move.
Mark started off quickly and scrambled his body across her round hip. He fought the urge to simply rub his cock against her plush skin and masturbate for his love for Amy. He feared losing the race, so he kept his mind focused and continued on in a longitudinal direction toward the massive folds of her wrinkled pussy lips.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Amy’s ass, Troy was desperately trying to win the race and become Amy’s favorite tiny man. He fought his way underneath the confines of the nylon netting over his back as well as the tiny downy hairs of her skin that kept getting in his way. At his microscopic size, the hairs acted like a sea of grass poking out of her alabaster white skin. These hairs were barely noticeable to a man or woman of her own size, but when you’re only roughly an inch tall, they make for an added challenge. Troy only hoped that Mark was facing the same difficulty.
If that weren’t bad enough to struggle through, Amy began masturbating her hungry pussy with her right hand. Her talented fingers slipped underneath not only the nylons she wore that day, but also the frilly pink panties that also covered her invitingly shaven sex. The result sent shockwaves through her bulbous buttocks, making the race that much more difficult for the men.
Amy moaned her pleasure as she felt both men slowly making their way around her hips and onto the soft cheeks of her ass. “Oh, if only I remembered to videotape this,” she moaned. “It would be so delectable to watch this later. I could cum just thinking about seeing these men race across my ass to my pussy. Mmmmmmmm,” she mewled.
Faster and faster her fingers dove in and out of her pussy, sliding over her sensitive clitoris until the first of many deluges of creamy cum poured from her pretty pussy lips. Both men could now smell her scent, rich in the air. It only spurred them on to race even faster and become her one and only plaything. Mark dug his feet into her pliable flesh and pushed, trying to edge his body over her massive cheek and find his goal at her vagina.
Troy was using his hands to grip and pull his body across her ass, using the tiny white hairs as a help in his quest. Ever so slowly, his body began to round the bend of her perfectly shaped cheek. Amy sent her free hand over her left cheek to find Mark and gauge his progress. She felt a minor bump in her nylons that was his body. She patted him reassuringly that she was proud of his efforts for her unending love, should he win the race. Doing the same with her right hand, Amy accidentally smeared her rich spicy sauce over Troy’s body. The pussy juice soaked into her nylons, wetting Troy’s body. He drank in whatever cream dripped through and loved it. Suddenly Troy found a burst of energy and kicked at her ass cheek like a berserker.
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