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Tashi sighed as she stepped into her bedroom; she dropped her tennis bag onto the ground and stretched. While, unbeknownst to her, two pairs of eyes watched on from afar. Inside of her dresser sat Patrick and Art; two borrowers
“Move over, asshole,” Patrick hissed at Art. He pushed him out of the way to peer through the hole in the drawer. Art stumbled back onto the underwear in the drawer and shushed him with wide eyes.
“What if she hears us?” Art whispered, staring at his friend with a worried frown. “This is a bad idea…”
“Of course it’s a bad idea… If you don’t want to watch her get naked then go home.” Patrick said with a shit-eating grin.
Art paused, sighed, and shoved him over. He plopped down beside him.
Patrick and Art were borrowers who had lived in the apartment building their entire lives. When Tashi moved in everything changed. She carried herself with this easy confidence; it seemed to just ooze off of her. She was fucking hot. Easily the most beautiful girl either of them had ever seen.
Both the boys watched as she peeled off her shorts. Tashi sprawled out on her bed; her hand dipping down between her thighs. She sighed contently. Art swallowed thickly as blood rushed to his crotch. Patrick grabbed his thigh.
The pair was silent as they watched her; their mouths agape.. Patrick palmed himself through his pants. “Fuck…” Art breathed; his heart was pounding. He knew they shouldn’t be doing this but he couldn’t peel his eyes off of her.
Patrick repositioned himself to get a better look; as he pushed himself up his foot found purchase on a piece of satin lingerie. He slipped against the silky fabric and collapsed against Art with a yelp. The pair hit the bottom of the drawer with a thud. They looked at each other with wide eyes. Without saying a word they scrambled to their feet and rushed for the back of the drawer. There was a small hole; their exit. They just had to-
The drawer was slammed open and the boys were sent tumbling back. They looked up to see Tashi staring down at them. Her expression was unreadable as she stared at the boys who were scared stiff, but Patrick could’ve sworn he saw a glimmer of dangerous fascination in her eyes.
Art gasped as her hands came down to scoop them up. He tried to stand. Easily she grabbed them both; one in each hand.
She smirked down at them; “Fucking perverts…” Tashi glanced back at the chest of drawers. “In my underwear drawer? How cliche…”
She ran a manicured thumb over Art’s jaw; he stiffened and sucked in a weak gasp. She was so fucking huge, she could easily crush him; her thumb was nearly the size of his face. Her thumb trailed down his chest and paused over his heart. It was racing. He was pale and terrified as he looked up at her; he was frozen under her touch. She glanced at his crotch; he was embarrassingly hard. She smirked and turned her attention to the other one.
Patrick lifted his chin as she ran her thumb along his face and down his neck. Even though he was stiff he didn’t appear nearly as afraid as the other. She trailed her thumb along his side and slipped it under his shirt. Patrick didn’t fight as she tugged it off of him. He let her toss the fabric to the floor.
Art panted and watched with wide eyes as her fingers explored his best friend. He shrank back as her attention flicked back to him. He let out a muffled noise as she tugged off his shirt. He watched her toss it to the ground; it was a long way down. He gulped. Tashi walked back to the bed and set them down. She sat down in front of them, legs crossed.
They both stumbled as Tashi sat; the mattress sloping towards her. She smirked with satisfaction as the boys struggled to get to their feet. So powerless… And the blond… He was so terrified, but they were both rock hard. It was endearing. Tashi smirked and pulled off her t-shirt; underneath was a sheer bra that left nothing to the imagination. She watched as Patrick and Art’s jaws dropped open in sync, almost cartoonish. She relished in their awe.
She bit her lip and shifted on her bed, spreading her legs in front of them. She shot them a look: expectantly. Patrick didn’t hesitate. Eagerly he ran to her; stumbling slightly on the cushy mattress. “Fuck…” He mumbled. As he stepped closer he could feel her warmth. He looked up; unsure where to start.
He reached up to touch her through her panties. They were already soaked. He licked his lips and stepped closer. He reached up to find her clit. He ran his hands over it and heard a sound of satisfaction above him. Patrick smirked.
Art watched with wide eyes as his best friend elicited such a soft moan from the giantess. He could never be so bold; he couldn’t even approach her! Art gasped as she suddenly closed her thighs; Patrick sealed inside. He stumbled forward. “Wait! Wait! You’ll crush him you can’t-” He froze as he looked up and met her eyes; they were glazed over with pleasure, and her cheeks rosy. He took a step back, falling right into her hand.
Patrick suddenly felt a slight squeeze and gasped as her thighs closed on him; sealing him against her. He gasped in surprise and squirmed. As he twisted against her Patrick heard another moan from above.. He was tightly pressed against her womanhood; coating him in her slick, even through the panties. He squirmed helplessly in the darkness. The more he squirmed the more pleasure she got. He panted breathlessly and reached back up for her clit. She grinded into him as he fondled her clit.
She moaned, “He’s putting up a fight.. He feels so good…” Tashi purred, looking down at Art as she squeezed her thighs together and rocked back and forth on her hips. “And look at you. Still hard as a rock… You’re worried about him but it’s hot isn’t it?” She teased, smirking down at him.
She pulled him close and kissed him, enveloping his whole face in her plush lips. Art whimpered into her, squirming weakly. Tashi pulled away and kissed down his neck. The kisses were sloppy and wet. “Breathe…” She reminded him as she suckled and nipped at his collarbone. Art panted and moaned softly as she planted sloppy kisses across his neck. “Good…” She breathed into his ear.
Tashi smirked and licked up his cheek. “You taste good…” She murmured. Art blinked as she pulled away; he looked up to see her opening her mouth wide.
“Wait, wait!” Art saw her lips twitch into a smirk before she threw back her head and dangled him over her mouth. He clung to her fingers desperately and kicked his feet! “No! NO WAIT-” Wordlessly she dropped him into her mouth.
Art gasped in horror as he landed on her tongue; instantly he was soaked to the bone in hot saliva. He rushed to her lips but her mouth quickly snapped shut, sealing him in the humid darkness. He stumbled on the uneven muscle, trying to get to the exit. Her tongue suddenly pressed him to the roof of her mouth. Her lips parted enough to slip two fingers inside. He gasped and squirmed, praying he’d pull him out. They grabbed onto the leg of his pants and tugged them off of him.
“W-Wait!” Her fingers and his pants were pulled out of her mouth; sealing him back into darkness. “No! No!” All he got from crying out was a mouthful of Tashi’s spit. He choked and sputtered. From the back of her throat he heard a gulp; the excess saliva swallowed down. He choked on a sob and squirmed helplessly. “Please! Please!” He screamed; he didn’t want to die… Not like this… Carried down into her stomach. Slowly digested… Tears burned in his eyes.
Around him Tashi shushed him. She tossed him into her cheek and suckled on him like he was candy. Tashi moaned quietly; surely because Patrick was working to get her off. Her tongue explored Art’s whole body; it licked the salty tears from his face, traveled down his bare chest, and navel. Her tongue took its time on his crotch; despite his fear he was still hard as a diamond. He gasped and threw his head back as she lapped at his dick; sucking and swirling her tongue over him. “Wait, please!” His cries morphed into moans as she persistently licked at his dick.
He panted and struggled to grab onto her tongue as she rutted it against him. He whined and squirmed as he arched his back. He was completely at her mercy inside her mouth; he threw his head back and moaned loudly as he came. But the touch didn’t stop, Tashi wanted more. He hardened again painfully fast, he grunted and grit his teeth. “W-Wait…” His pleas dissolved into moans as her tongue forced its way between his legs.
Tashi was in heaven; she could hear the blonds muffled pleas from inside her mouth and hummed. She grinded her hips into the bed; she slipped a hand between her legs as the brunette slowed down.
Patrick was panting; exhausted and soaked in Tashi’s juices. Everytime she would grind against the bed he would be crushed tight against her; unable to breathe or move. Patrick felt her hand come behind him and gasped. “Hey-” Her middle and pointer finger pulled back her panties and slipped him inside. She used her fingers to press him into her. Against her fingers he squirmed with newfound energy.
Tashi hummed and began to drag him along her pussy. Using him as an extension of herself, a toy. Patrick tried to struggle away from the fingers that pushed him deeper into her. He tried to call out but just ended up getting a mouthful of her fluids. He had no choice but to swallow it down. She was speeding up; no consideration to the state of the tiny man. She stroked herself off with vigor; being sure to drag Patrick’s face against her clit.
Tashi laid back on her pillows and whimpered as she swirled the little blond toy around in her mouth. She opened her mouth and let the little thing get a glimmer of hope before snapping her mouth shut and tossing him back against her tongue. She moaned as slid the tiny against her pussy. He felt better than any vibrator she’d ever used in the past. He was so squirmy, and warm, and alive. Not to mention fully at her mercy… She threw her head back and pressed Patrick tight against her clit. “Squirm…” She demanded, Art tucked into her cheek.
Patrick shuddered at the command; he grunted and twisted his body the best he could. His face was pressed to her clit. He could tell she was close; he opened his mouth and began to suck and kiss at her clit. This sent Tashi over the edge. She gasped; nearly swallowing Art in her shock. She loudly moaned and crossed her legs; squeezing them tight as the little thing desperately kissed and suckled on her clit.
Patrick let out a weak cry as she came. He was fully unable to move as her body rocked with the orgasm. He feared he would be crushed to a paste between her thighs. But nestled between her folds he was safe. He felt the warm cum flow over his abdomen and crotch. Tashi moaned loudly as she came; it was the hardest she’d every cum in her life. She panted and savored the aftershock; the poor thing was now limp against her.
She smirked and pulled him to her face. He was exhausted; red in the face and absolutely coated in her juices. Art panted; dangling from her thumb and pointer finger by his wrists. His head lolled to the side; he looked around. A frown crossed his face. Where the fuck was Art?
Tashi watched his expression with a smirk. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against Patrick’s face, then his neck. She listened to every whimper he let out. So fucking hot. She pulled off his boxers greedily. She laid him out on her palm and took his bottom half into her mouth.
Art looked up as her mouth cracked open; his eyes widening as he saw a tiny pair of legs. Patrick’s undoubtedly. He was mashed against her cheek; forced to watch as the giant tongue worked on getting Patrick off. The same tactics that had been used on him. He could hear his friend’s muffled moans. Art couldn’t peel his eyes away.
Patrick moaned loudly as her tongue forced his legs open. He arched his back and moaned as she sucked at him; “F-Fuck…” He moaned. Her tongue swirled over his dick. He cried out as he came into her mouth. She chuckled and pulled him out of her mouth, swishing his cum inside of her mouth. It was then that he noticed the bulge in her cheek. She spat Art into her hand beside Patrick with a chuckle.
Art collapsed in her hand; he was soaked to the bone and trembling. Patrick’s eyes widened. He raced to his side to check on him. He put a hand on his shoulder. It was soaking wet. “Are you alright? Are you okay?” He asked desperately, his voice hushed.
Above them a voice chuckled. “So sweet… You both must be exhausted, huh?” Tashi teased with a smile. The look of them both so helpless and small in her hands made her even hornier. “Was this what you both wanted?” She teased, pecking a kiss to each of their faces. She didn’t wait for a response; she didn’t need one. She took the blond and lowered him into her panties.
God this was going to be fun.