You’re out for a night on the town with your girlfriends when you notice a guy keep’s staring at your tits. He’s sitting with a hot blonde that soon catches him staring at you. You figure that she’s barely a B cup and being the tease that you are decide to make her jealous. You sit up straight maximizing your perfect tits and he can’t keep his eyes off of you. It doesn’t take long for her to realize what you’re doing, so the next time he looks your way she slaps him and looks your way, giving you the finger. You just politely smile and plot your next move. In a few minutes you notice that she gets up and makes her way toward the ladies room. This is just what you’ve been waiting for. You excuse yourself and make a bee line for the ladies room. As you enter you notice only one stall is occupied, thinking about how lucky you are, you quietly turn the knob locking the door. You her her peeing and decide not to wait until she is finished. You quickly walk to the stall door and kick it open, she screams with fright. Her skirt and red panties are around her ankles, you grab her by the hair, drag her out of the stall, throwing her to the floor. Part two soon…. Speed
Part Two
She jumps up flinging her skirt and panties aside. She immediately starts trash talking about how you think you’re tough cause you have big tits. She says that’s she’s going to pound your tits flat until you submit. You being a gal of few words begin unbuttoning your blouse, letting it slide off, reveling those big perfect tits, restrained by a black bra with pink cups. You reach behind and unclasp your bra as she stares in disbelief at the size and shape of your tits. You can see a look of apprehension on her face as she stares in almost Disbelief at your tits. You say ok now it’s your turn, let’s see what you got. She says fuck you, your not seeing my tits.With that it’s on, you rush her, quickly ripping her top off and wrestle her to the floor, forcing her facedown, you straddle her and unsnap her bra, quickly finding the tag, you break out in laughter as you blurt out 32 B, you really don’t have any tits do you. All she can do is curse at you. You flip her back over onto her back, force her hands above her head and bring your marvelous tits down on hers, squashing those little B cups flat. She’s struggling hard against you but can do nothing to stop you. She begins to yell for help you move your tits over her mouth and muffle her cries. She goes into overdrive trying to buck you off but soon passes out due to lack of oxygen. You dress quickly, but leave your bra off and take hers as a trophy. You stride past her boyfriend on the way out dropping your bra in his lap, saying here’s a real woman’s bra, you better rescue you little girlfriend. You hear a crash as he falls out of his chair as you exit. Speed
