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Although morning was creeping its way through the towering pines surrounding the arrivals hotel, the thick blackout curtains behind the hotel-cum-prison's bars gave no indication. Indeed, when Jake finally did wake, it was hard to tell the difference from sleep at first. He felt entirely encased in warmth, and when he tried to open his eyes he couldn't see a thing. Had he gone blind? His whole body felt stiff, drained... wet...
Testing his arms and legs, he found they could barely move. Adrenaline flushed through him, swiftly bringing him to full wakefulness, as he began to panic, thinking he had been buried alive. That was, of course, not far from the truth. Memories soon came flooding back to him as he began to understand just what, or who rather, he was buried in. Flashbacks began to stir, and as he grew still once more, he could feel the heartbeats of the two massive women who were his handlers directly in his ears. The soft rise and fall of their chests, as Mindy and Candy breathed peacefully in their sleep, was slowly rocking him back and forth... and lulling him back to slumber as well.
Wincing with effort, he forced himself to ignore the hypnotic undulations of their supple, thick bodies... this was easier given that their legs, wrapped around his, were slowly massaging his now truly wakeful cock, trapped between their soft, squishy thighs. His head and shoulders remained entirely held imprisoned within their massive busts, and their plump stomachs and legs were sufficient to hold him entirely aloft between their bodies. Jake realised that, throughout the entire night, his body hadn't in fact touched the mattress once.
Despite the comfortable, cool, almost perfect temperature of the hotel, last night's sex left his body feeling slick, and he had quite the urge to shower... although he doubted he would be allowed to shower himself with those two around. Indeed, at this rate, he doubted he would even be allowed out of their bed. Squirming once more, shaking his head within the tight confines of their breasts to stave off the alluring promise of sleep, he tried to wake either of them.
He had little success as far as he could tell, barely able to hear a thing over the pounding of their hearts, the soft whisper of their breath, and his own blood pumping in his ears. Whatever Jake tried, he couldn't free his arms pinned to his sides, despite managing to wriggle them slightly, and had absolutely no hope of escaping the vice grip of their leg-locks. Indeed, he found that his voice was almost entirely swallowed up by their breasts. Despite the situation, he was unwilling to raise his voice any further, perhaps out of embarrassment, or, subconsciously, perhaps he wasn't as eager to leave their embrace as he thought...
As his legs twitched once again in a desperate bid for freedom, he heard a soft giggle from above.
"Good boy..." came a soft whisper, barely audible through their awe-inspiring breasts.
"Mmmpgh!" Jake groaned in response, ready to be released, but heard nothing in return. Was she ignoring him? Surely if she had heard him last night, she could hear him now?
"Mmmmpfhg!!" Still, nothing.
He kicked his leg as hard as he could, which, through the sheer mass and bulk of their soft bodies, translated into the bare writhe of a sleeping kitten, but he was rewarded once again with at least some acknowledgement as Candy moaned dreamily... in her sleep, he realised. The pair were still sleeping, and trapped there, their bodies were suffocatingly luring him back into unconsciousness. Back and forth their bodies rocked him like a baby, and if it weren't for his now raging erection he couldn't have kept himself awake.
Desperately trying to escape the soporific effects of their embrace, he rocked his legs as though he were swimming, rhythmically pressing and grinding his legs directly against the wet slit of each woman who held his comparatively slight limbs in custody pressed up against their hairless, slick slits. Soon, the pair were offering muted moans between fitful breaths, and he could feel -- rather than hear -- the pair's breathing quicken, and heartbeats rising, a distant booming pair.
Now his body, rather than being gently rocked, found itself swaying as the two women were grinding against his imprisoned thighs in their sleep. He felt a hand snake its way down between his body and that of Mindy's, lubricated by her sweat-sodden skin, as it rooted itself between her legs, frigging herself in time with each thrust.
"Oh... Mindy..." came a soft groan from Candy.
"Mmmm... good morning..." she replied, biting her lip.
"I think someone's excited..." Candy cooed, and Jake felt her body squish even closer to that of Mindy, struggling for breath momentarily as their soft, wet bodies conformed around him.
"Fuck yeah," Mindy nodded in agreement.
Giggling, Candy corrected "I meant our guest... he must be very excited to be squirming enough to wake girls as big as us up..."
"Oh my gosh!" Mindy squeaked, and released her hand from between her legs for a moment to slickly caress Jake's stomach with her pussy-sodden fingers, "I totally forgot we had company..."
"Lucky us..." Candy added, licking her lips, and continued grinding against Jake's hips, "what a treat to wake up to".
"He might not be awake yet, though... maybe he's just having a lovely wet dream," Mindy proposed, her fingers once again penetrating her thighs with a sucking slurp, rhythmically pulsing in and out.
"Oh yeah..." Candy agreed sarcastically, "maybe he's just having a wet dream..." At that, her hand moved down Jake's other side, and he now felt her join Mindy in adding the wetness of their sex to the musky, heady atmosphere that filled the tiny space Jake was trapped in between their thick forms.
"Mmmmfh..." Mindy groaned, leaning in to kiss Candy, and in the process practically suffocating Jake between their giant tits as the four soft and sweaty mounds pressed together.
For a while, the squelch of both sets of lips was all Jake could hear, trapped in the bosomy coffin of his minders as they sucked and licked at each other in mocking ignorance of the poor guy's desperation.
"I bet this is better than any wet dream our guest has ever had, though..." Mindy offered at last, releasing candy's thick lips with a wet pop.
Between them, Jake was struggling mightily now, albeit the kind of release he was looking for had changed as he had listened to the maddening sounds of sexual congress around him. Their soft, wet thighs were gently moving up and down his cock at just the right pace to drive him wild. Visions from the night before of being used as a toy by the two voluptuous goddesses betwixt whom he was currently confined were not helping, either. Despite having cum more last night than in any week of his life combined, he still somehow felt not only able but extremely eager to repeat the feat again.
Wasn't there something else, though? He pondered for a moment, before it occurred to him that he had almost entirely forgotten how he had come to be currently sliding between two divine female figures. The park... his friends... There was a world outside of the space between these two massive, motherly matrons, he remembered, dully.
'Sex first, escape later,' his brain was proposing instead, and he was finding it hard to disagree.
Managing with some effort to shift his head to one side, he used the free space left behind to groan out a "Please!" before the gap was swiftly reconquered with massive mounds of milky mammary.
"Oh my..." Mindy noted, leaning down to kiss the top of Jake's freshly-recaptured head, which only barely poked out of their combined cleavage.
"I wonder what it is he's asking for so politely?" Candy asked in mock ignorance, her entire body shuddering for a moment before she continued, evidently enjoying her lurid masturbation inches from the guy trapped in their embrace.
"Hmmm... I don't know..." Mindy mused, "Oh, weren't he and his friends going somewhere today?"
"Mmmmgh!" Jake groaned, mutedly, trying to interject.
"I don't recall -- ughhhh..." Candy stuttered out between sexual shivers.
"MMMMFH!" Jake groaned louder, in exasperation at his bosomy gag.
"Maybe he'd like to get out of bed? Or... maybe he wants some attention from his two loving... caring... mommies..." Mindy offered, both girls pausing her masturbation to see if Jake responded.
A few moments later, a weak, but defeated groan made both girls squeal in delighted laughter. It was obvious they were only going to listen to what they wanted to hear.
"Oh Mindy, now that's not fair. How do we know what he's trying to say," Candy admonished mockingly, "if we can't understand a single thing the poor thing says?" her lips pursing as she finished her question in a baby-talk tone.
"If only there was some other way he could tell us what he wants..." Mindy mused, as her slickened digits crept over his stomach to his waist, where his cock -- the fifth columnist traitor that it was -- was throbbing rhythmically milked by two massive, soft, wet thighs.
Biting his lip, and using every ounce of mental fortitude he could, he tried oh-so-desperately to imagine anything he could to discourage his healthy, budding erection -- but it was no use. He doubted anything could have kept his cock under control under such circumstances short of a steel-clad chastity cage, and even then his molten cock would have done it's best to melt through it. Mindy's slippery fingers coiled around his cock in triumph, giggling deeply with satisfaction at having caught her prey, and began to slowly jerk him, replacing one hand with the other between her legs.
