John was enveloped in a blue field before being flung across the vast landscape of Miranda's balls. He hit the warm, pulsating sack with a meaty thud, but his momentum continued to carry him across. As John skipped across the surface of her balls, sending ripples across the the sea of skin, Miranda moaned and groaned with each impact of the man's body.
For John's part, as he slowly came to a final stop, could barley wrap his head around everything that was happening. However, the more he thought about it, the more that he came to a conclusion: just go with it. New universe, new rules. He could adapt, the reaper invasion proved that and compared to that horror, this was nothing. As his confidence rose, so to did an idea. Once his momentum petered out, he stood proud and tall for a second before putting his plan into motion.
Miranda, still watching and a little dazed from the trip she sent John on, gazed at the brother of Jane Shepard as he started to...to...
"What...is he doing?" Miranda muttered to herself before another moan boiled up from her throat, followed by another and another and another! In a mix of pleasure and disbelief, Miranda Lawson could only watch the spectacle in front of her and ride the waves of bliss it brought: John Shepard was using her balls as a trampoline! He had taken to bouncing up and down on her sensitive genitals. But that wasn't all he was doing. Some times he would tuck and roll into his landing, allowing him to skid across entire swathes of Miranda's skin. Other times, he would allow himself to just body flop onto her sack for a greater impact. All the while, he was just allowing himself to bounce, land, roll, and tumble in all different directions, never planning out his course. His actions were sending pleasurable vibrations all through Miranda's surface and the cum underneath it. Miranda, at this point was reduced to voicing her approval via her moans, coos and sometimes outright screams.
John was quite proud of himself. He hadn't forgotten of how Miranda reacted when he a skipped across her balls and decided to take that idea and run with it. It just seemed logical. Miranda's balls were simply too vast to fondle given their size compared to him, so he decided to see if he could use that to his advantage. He could tell from his trips across her, that Miranda's balls not only provided bounce but were sensitive from the pleased groans he had heard from her. All he had to do now was keep that going. Not to mention that this was one of the funnest things he had ever done. Miranda's balls weren't only useful, but warm to the touch and made for a soft landing. They also gave off a semi-musky, semi-flowery scent that let John dive headfirst into them without hesitation.
As Shepard continued his actions, he also got feel as Miranda's balls and girth shifted back and forth. At Miranda's end, she had started to buck her hips as sheer euphoria flooded her body and mind. This also had the effect of allowing John to cover more surface area, providing even more pleasure. Miranda, cheeks rosy and mouth wide and drooling, stroked her girth with her hands as she bucked her hips. She could feel the pressure building as John continued to act as a bouncy ball. At the end of her cock, cum was quickly spilling out in large dribbles, a precursor for what was building.
It didn't take long, as both John and Miranda watched as large bumps traveled down Miranda's length before cum squirted from the massive member in a tide of white. The release was further emphasized by Miranda's joyous scream. It took an entire minute for the woman to release what she had. When it appeared she was done, John bounced his way over to her, each jump and impact causing Miranda to twitch as John approached her. John gave off a smirk once he caught view of Miranda's condition. The beautiful woman was panting heavily and had collapsed onto herself. She looked up as John drew near to her.
"So," John intoned, feigning innocence, "how'd I do?"
Miranda took a few moments to compose herself and wipe the drool from her chin before responding, her chest heaving. "Quite, impressive. That was...that was...amazing." She nodded to John or to specifically, his crotch, which was one could see was at full mast in his pants."Now...I think...one good turn deserves another..." Miranda smiled seductively.
John's smirk became a grin. "I was hoping you'd say that..."
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