Bob loosened his tie and sank onto the couch, the bourbon still buzzing in his veins as Molly’s green eyes pinned him from behind the desk. “So, how was your day?” he asked, forcing casualness. She arched a brow, her smoky voice cutting through the silence. “Very enlightening. Very. I logged on for a recipe and found your little collection instead—stunning redheads puffing up massive pink balloons like they owned the world.” Bob swallowed hard, but Molly wasn’t done. She produced a huge uninflated bubblegum-pink balloon from her pocket and let it dangle. “And this in the closet? Jessie and I found the rest downstairs. Care to explain why balloons make your cock twitch, Bob?”
The doorbell chimed before he could stammer a reply. Jessie swept in with a bottle of bourbon and a bag of enormous latex balloons, her blonde ponytail swinging and sundress straining over her enormous tits. “Evening, neighbor. Bad time? I think you’ve been naughty, Bob. Molly didn’t know, did she?” She winked, brushing past him into the study. Molly’s full burgundy lips curved. “She does now. Balloons, Bob. Big, shiny, bouncy round balloons. Just saying it makes you hard, doesn’t it?”
Jessie laughed, clever and confident, and pulled out a balloon. “Let’s test that theory. Watch closely, balloon boy.” She pressed the mouthpiece to her lips and began blowing, cheeks puffing as the shiny rubber stretched and swelled into a massive, taut sphere. Molly joined her, both women swaying their hips, their massive breasts bouncing with each breath. Bob’s cock hardened instantly, straining against his slacks as the balloons grew bigger, rounder, squeaking under their warm, full mouths.
“On your knees,” Molly ordered, voice sultry and aggressive. She shoved him down while Jessie straddled his lap, her wet pussy grinding against his hard cock through his pants. “You’ve been hiding this filthy little fetish. Now you’re going to watch us punish you with it.” Jessie blew another balloon right in his face, the transparent latex expanding until it smothered his view, her icy eyes sparkling with playful dominance.
Molly freed his throbbing cock and wrapped her lips around it in a slick blowjob, cheeks hollowing as she sucked him deep while still inflating a balloon with one hand. “Look at you, panting and horny already,” she teased between licks. Jessie shed her dress, her enormous tits spilling free as she rubbed her dripping pussy against his thigh. “Tell us how much you love big bouncy rubber, Bob. Say it while we make you cum.”
The women took turns, blowing balloons that swelled and bounced against his face and chest, the stretchy latex warm and shiny. Bob groaned, sweating as Molly rode his cock, her tight pussy clenching while Jessie blew a balloon bigger and bigger until it pressed him down in balloon bondage. He came hard, cum pulsing deep inside Molly as the women laughed and kept inflating, their asses swaying, tits jiggling with every puff.
Panting, Molly leaned in, balloon still at her lips. “That was just the start of your rubber romp, balloon boy. Next time we bring the whole bag.”
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