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The Lift
The start of a story... I may continue it!
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This wasnt going well! He needed a lift but this was getting ridiculous.

It was a long journey and Ian was lucky to be offered a lift, from the remote farming station in Western Australia all the way to Perth. It was an old Land Rover, and unbelievably there was no air conditioning. He was to sit in the back beside Lucy. Big fat Lucy - she'd take up more than half the seat on her own!

He got to the car and the girls were already there. They were dressed for the heat, in shorts and bikinis. Doug was driving and Elsie had already taken the front seat. Lucy was sat in the back. Ian peered in - yes indeed, her fat was splurging out all over the place. Her wide bottom went past the middle of the bench back seat. He'd be beside her fat body the whole way. Good thing there was nobody else coming! There wouldn't be any room. He could see how hot and sweaty Lucy was already - dressed so lightly there was nothing left to the imagination, her rolls of fat on display.

He got in, thankful that it wasn't a smaller car, and they set off. He wished there was air conditioning. He also wished Lucy wasn't there, so he could lie out across the back seat. He was only small, and would have fitted nicely for a comfortable journey.

He was wary of Lucy, he could tell she was up to something.

About an hour later they reached the nearest town to the station, and filled up the tanks with fuel. He waited by the car. Time to go, and he got in. A minute later and Lucy bounded in too. Who was that with her?

"Hey Doug, is it all right if we give Michelle a ride too? She'll pay for the fuel!"

"Sounds fair, Lucy, OK" he drawled.

"Hey guys, there won't be any room for me!" Ian complained.

"Well Ian, you can either wait here, or just put up with it!" Doug was unsympathetic.

It wasn't likely that he'd find any other way of making the journey, so he shut up. A minute later Michelle appeared at his door. She was as fat as Lucy! There was no way they would all fit. She opened the door. "Budge up!" she cheerfully commanded, and got in. Ian hadn't moved and she simply got in and pushed him along with her bulk. She squashed him into Lucy and then pushed him a bit harder as she slid in. Then she squashed herself beside him. There wasn't quite enough room. It didn't bother her. Normally in a car like this she and Lucy would have been squashed almost together. They both knew that Ian would be squished between them, and squished tightly too. Michelle pushed hard against him and managed to close the door.

Ian had indeed been squashed in between them. Lucy and Michelle's fat was splurging over him - the softness of their thighs spreading out over his legs, their fat bodies over him, and his small frame stuck under their shoulders. They rested their arms, squashing his arms underneath. Their arms were too big and heavy so he couldn't lift his arms. Their shoulders were pressed into each side of his head - they really were big compared to him. He was stuck firmly. Worse, Doug had turned the radio up loud, and nobody could hear him. Well Lucy and Michelle could, but they weren't paying any attention.

It was getting to be really hot in the car, and Lucy and Michelle were sweating profusely, as was Ian. Lucy wanted to stretch out, and widened her legs, squashing Ian's leg right under her big heavy thigh. Michelle saw and did the same. They had now given up all pretence of accidental squashing and now were ready to get their revenge on Ian for 6 months as a bad manager. None of this had been an accident.

Lucy lifted her arm and calmly stuffed Ian's face back, right into the sweaty armpit. Then she put her arm back down, mashing Ian's face under her big heavy fleshy arm, imprisoning him in that very wet and sweaty fold. Just before she sealed him in, he heard her say "start licking".

He was disgusted, but quickly realised that he was truly trapped. It was obvious that Doug and Elsie weren't interested or didn't know. And Lucy wasn't releasing him. It was hard to breathe, and he knew that Lucy was relaxed and would happily sit like this for hours. She really was heavy and so sweaty. And now she was resting her hand on his crotch, gently squeezing his balls. She wasn't doing it hard, but he could sense a threat.

He started licking. There was a strong taste and the smell was unpleasant. But he had no choice at all. His 10 minutes trapped under her sweaty armpit went so slowly. When she released him the freshness of the air in the car hit him for a moment, but before he knew what was happening he was trapped again, head bent back this time inside Michelle's armpit. He hadn't noticed that Michelle was a bit fleshier, and a bit bigger. But the difference was that her arm was so much heavier, and as she rested it on him he was crushed heavily. Plus she was so much sweatier, and her armpit itself was bigger - his whole face seemed to be pressed right in against it.

Michelle was more patient than Lucy, and happily kept Ian prisoner in her armpit for much longer. His neck was burning in pain, but he simply couldn't move a muscle. Plus Lucy hadn't stopped massaging his crotch, and he had begun to harden. She was stroking him through his shorts.

He was completely trapped in between and really under 2 massive women. One had his head firmly trapped securely in her armpit, while the other was now stroking his erection firmly and slowly. He began to struggle more violently as he knew that he was getting close. But the speed and strength of her stroking continued unabated. Despite being squished into this very undignified position, and totally dominated and humiliated by 2 very fat women; despite his face being trapped in a most disgusting sweaty armpit, wedged under one very heavy arm, making his neck burn, he could feel his orgasm rise. And then shoot out, into his pants. Uncomfortably filling his pants and making his shorts change to a darker colour. But the strength and persistence of Lucy's stroking continued. She carried on strongly rubbing up and down. They could feel him really struggling now, but they kept him firmly pinned. Lucy carried on stroking him, aware of his desperation for her to stop, the sensitivity of his penis post ejaculation torturing him without abatement.

Michelle released his head and Lucy whispered into his ear. "I won't stop you know". Ian looked at her pleadingly. "Well, I might."

Ian squirmed but he was pinned. "What! Anything! What?"

Lucy smirked. "I want you to be my comfy seat cushion, and Michelle's too! Want me to stop?" Ian was desperate. Lucy continued. "Even if you don't want to be, we'll make you. But you'll be a lot less uncomfortable if you lie down voluntarily".

She leaned forwards and sat up a little. "Down you go" Michelle said as she pushed him from behind, with unstoppable strength. He was now wedged behind Lucy, and she sat back and pressed him into the seat. He was crushed. She leant forwards again. Now he was in the fold at the back of the seat, and was absolutely terrified. He knew that if Lucy sat down he would be completely crushed, and he'd already had a taste of her weight.

this story is so good would love to see the rest, they could make him lay down and sit on top of him

Please continue.
Great story!

Yes please continue, great story

still waiting,waiting,waiting,waiting and waiting.....................