“Well, about that,” he started to say, “before I shrunk myself, my friends and I made a bet that I couldn’t get a pair of your panties and bring it back to our fraternity. If I was successful, they would pay me $500. Kind of stupid now, right?” he nervously chuckled, hoping she would go easy on him. She never adjusted her stance, towering over him, nor her expression of irritation.
“So, you’re basically a little college-age pervert who wanted to steal my panties, even after I just got done donating over three million dollars to your science fair project. This is how the university thanks me for my generosity?” Peter gulped hard as he felt his heart sink to his stomach. What damage did he just cause with this stupid little stunt?
“Are you going to call the police?” he asked.
“Hell,” she spat, “the cuffs wouldn’t fit on your wrists anyway. I have another idea, though.” She picked him up and tossed him onto her bed. He landed roughly and tumbled until he lay on his back. Mandy walked around to the side of the bed and slid onto the soft mattress on her left shin, tucked under her thigh. She looked down at him with devilish eyes, a facial feature that scared the puny Peter. With cat-like moves, she crawled up the bed to loom over the little captive. Peter looked at her swinging breasts above him, with those pink nipples getting harder with each sway.
Those massive tree trunk thighs of hers straddled his body, making her knees sink into the forgiving mattress and blankets beneath her. Mandy’s naked ass sat high above him, like soft globes of flesh begging for attention. Peter started getting aroused, and those tight black jeans of his made it uncomfortable for his cock to grow any longer.
“Get naked, now!” she commanded him. “If I’m naked, so must you be. Don’t disobey me.” She watched as he quickly slithered out of his clothing. The black t-shirt he wore had been tossed to his right, along with his jeans, socks, and black sneakers. Mandy cocked an eye, silently saying “the underwear too.” Now completely naked, Peter lay beneath his large captor and wondered what would happen next.
“I have a proposition for you, Peter. Since I was going to end my evening grinding against my vibrator before I fell asleep, I’m going to let you replace my toy. If you can bring me to orgasm, I won’t call the police. If, though, you are less than amazing, I’m going to let a judge throw the book at you, and you can kiss your scientific career goodbye.” Peter’s little erection began to die at the thought of being incarcerated in some prison instead of working on scientific research. Why did he have to listen to his geeky friends challenging him to sneak into her house and steal some panties?
“I… accept,” he chirped.
“I don’t need your acceptance, idiot. We’re going to do this anyway.” Mandy stroked her index finger under his cock, pushing his balls against his own taint. The little prick sprung back into life, so she stroked it softly. Taking it between her index and middle finger, she stroked him hard and lowered her nipple to his small mouth. Peter reached out and sucked her hardened nipple, lathering it with his tongue.
To his delight, Mandy started moaning. She straightened up and scooted her body over his face, then lowered her pussy onto his face. Peter smelled her smoky musky sex as it lowered onto him. Her lips accepted his facial intrusion easily, and he began to lick her lips. Mandy then played with her clit while Peter lapped at her liquid pussy and felt her immensely expanding ass cheeks with his hands. The mere weight of her body on top of him would crush him instantly if not for her leg muscles keeping her mass at bay.
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