Victim: Try to escape

From Create Your Own Story

You catch him off guard when your surprise punch smacks him in the solar plexus. He doubles over in pain. "You little bitch!" he growls.

SMASH!!!

An enormous fist contacts his face, felling him with one punch. You look and see that the fist belongs to Bertha, the school's best discus thrower. Bertha's huge arm wraps around your waist and she effortlessly lifts you a foot off the ground, tucking you neatly against her side. With her other hand, she scoops up the 17-year-old boy's unconscious body. Before your brain can catch up to what's happening, Bertha has carried the two of you into the girls' locker room. She opens a door into an alcove, turns on the light and locks the door behind her.

"He'll be out for a bit," she says. "I'll teach him a lesson about disrespecting us girls. While we wait, I'll try out your body." She quickly strips your clothes off, followed by the boy's and her own. You wait to see what happens, and Bertha kisses you.

You instinctively kiss her back. Bertha's huge hands have a surprisingly gentle touch as she caresses your slim body. When she teases your nipples, you start juicing. Her hands continue to roam, and soon she's teasing your slit. Her finger is the size of a banana. She eases it inside you and rubs your clit very lightly with a second finger, bringing you to orgasm.

She moves your hand to her legs, which are the size of a tree trunk. You tentatively caress her, and soon enough your small hand is entirely inside her box. You scissor your fingers and make her cum.

Bertha ties the naked boy face-down to a bench and stuffs a gag in his mouth, securing it tightly. She pulls out two large strap-ons. "These have clitoral stimulators. Do you want to take his ass while I fuck you from behind, or do you want me to take his ass while you fuck me from behind?"

The boy's eyes open, and a horrified expression appears on his face as he realizes his predicament.

Status
Gender Female <- Equipment ->
Age 14 Nothing
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