Moving her fingers quickly, but carefully, Carmelita undid all the buttons to her shirt and pulled it off, leaving the sexy fix in only her bra and panties. The bra was silly white, just like her panties and clung to her swelling bosom tightly. She stuck several poses for her entranced prisoner, each one earning a wider, happier grin from Sly. Leaning forward, she moved her chest over Sly, allowing her giant breasts to hover over his awestricken face. Sly stared up at the huge mounds suspended above his head, a hundred times his size and looking as inviting as heaven. “This can’t get any better,” he told himself as he wiped the drool from his chin.
“Want to bet,” Carmelita purred as she reached behind her back and undid her bra. Sly didn’t move as her giant bra fell on him. The circus tent sized left breast cup landed on top of him burying him. Sly breathed in the rich, earthy scent of his long time pursuer. Sweat mixed with her sweat perfume filled his nose before the massive bra was pulled away. He would have complained, but he was too busy gapping at Carmelita’s now naked chest. Her fur was a soft hazel, short and controlled like Sly liked his women’s fur to be. The massiveness of her chest was overwhelming for Sly. So perfectly round and soft, he could see them sway as Carmelita breathed in. Her nipples remained in the middle of each jiggly orb, bumpy areolas broke from her fur with large, throbbing nipples that were bigger then Sly. The thought that he was ogling a pair of tits bigger then his whole body made him feel very faint. He had hit pervert nirvana.
“Little pervert Raccoon,” Carmelita chuckled deeply as she pinched Sly’s tail between her thumb and forefinger and lifted him up. He didn’t respond as she dangled him high in the air. His mind was focused on the sexy thing in front of him. Carmelita smiled sultrily, feeling so powerful not because of just her size, but for the first time she had cracked the cool exterior of the fearless felon Sly Cooper. It gave her such a rush and made her want more. From the looks of Sly, he was so mesmerized by her she could make him clean the inside of her boot with his tongue or drop him in the toilet to do backstrokes and he wouldn’t fight. None of those things she’d do now, what se wanted was much more pleasurable.
“You want me to feel good don’t you? You want to make me feel good don’t you? You want to be a good little raccoon and not a bad old thief don’t you?” Carmelita cooed as she lightly swung Sly from her fingers as he nodded eagerly. Carmelita moved onto the bed, sitting down and staring at her tiny sex toy. She could do a lot of things to Sly, most of which would be against his will. That wasn’t what would get her off. What really turned her on was seeing on quick and hard Sly was to please her. He would serve her faithfully and the fun she’d have would rise.
“Try to hold on to something,” she told him quickly before dropping him right above her right breast. Sly fell from her fingers, hitting the soft top of her furry breast. He started sliding down, the soft fur to thin for him to grab. He whizzed by on her breast, seeing a sudden drop coming up. Also, he saw a large nub he could seize onto. Without thinking, he grabbed it with both hands, hugging it tightly to his chest as he dangled a hundred feet up by it. It was bumpy, warm and incredibly hard. Looking at the pink object that had saved him from a nasty fall, he recognized it as Carmelita’s nipple.
“Yes!” Carmelita moaned as she felt her tiny toy grab her titty hard in his small, but strong arms. She could feel his tiny fingers digging into it as he held on. Every nerve in her sensitive nipple flared up at his touch and she fell back on her bed with a gasp, squirming around as she got used to this new pleasure. She had never been an outgoing girl, the furthest she ever got with the boys was a prim kiss. Sly was the first man to touch her there and it felt incredible.
“Ride em cowboy!” Sly cried out as he held tight to Carmelita’s teat, while she thrashed around on the bed. Her breasts shook as she thrashed, making Sly hold on tighter, which made Carmelita spasm even more. Eventually she settled down. Lying back, she relished the pleasure and power she got from having the tiny raccoon clasp her nipple. She watched him closely, a tiny furry bug that had once been the greatest thief holding tight to her nipple in fear she was going to start bucking again. The mere thought of it made her feel so naughty. But she knew how to be naughtier.
She spoke in a raspy voice, hoping that she didn’t sound as depraved as she felt. “Play with my nipple. Make me feel good.”
“As you wish.” Sly didn’t waste another second. He let go of her nipple and landed his paws on the bumpy pink areola surrounding her colossal nipple. He stared at his opponent. It was nigger, harder and tougher then he could ever dream of being. But he was a persistent raccoon and wasn’t going to be intimidated. He reached out and took a side of the throbbing nub and started massaging it. He knew that no matter how hard her tried to squeeze Carmelita’s nipple it wouldn’t hurt her so he put all his strength into rubbing her nipple. His hands moved quickly over the warm, hard surface, stimulating as much of it as he could. Applying as much strength as possible to Carmelita’s massive nipple, Sly slid his arms around it and embraced her titty, rubbing his whole body against it. His furry chest stimulated the teat, earning louder moans from Inspector Fox. He may have been small, but he had skills
Carmelita for her part had to struggle to keep herself from moving too much and throwing Sly off her breast. Her panties were soaked and she felt hot all over. She had never been so excited before in her life and she still wanted more. Her left traveling down her stomach, rubbing against her fur as her hand made its way to her crotch. Her breathing became steadily faster as she moved her hand into her soaked panties and rubbed her fingers over her enflamed labia. She rubbed her soggy lips for a second before pushing them in. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming out as her sex pulsated around her fingers. Slowly she started pumping, wet slurping sounds following every time she pushed in. Her head was starting to get blurry so she focused on something.
The sight of Sly on her nipple entranced her. She focused on his battle to please her giant nipple. He was practically hugging it now, rubbing his hands around it and moving his furry body against it. She couldn’t feel it, but she knew his tiny member was pushing against the soft side of her teat. He was dry humping her nipple, never stopping his ministrations with his hands as he pleased himself. He buried his face in it, breathing it in as it enticed him to move faster and move harder. Sly really knew how to take care of a lady, no matter how big he was.
“Want to bet,” Carmelita purred as she reached behind her back and undid her bra. Sly didn’t move as her giant bra fell on him. The circus tent sized left breast cup landed on top of him burying him. Sly breathed in the rich, earthy scent of his long time pursuer. Sweat mixed with her sweat perfume filled his nose before the massive bra was pulled away. He would have complained, but he was too busy gapping at Carmelita’s now naked chest. Her fur was a soft hazel, short and controlled like Sly liked his women’s fur to be. The massiveness of her chest was overwhelming for Sly. So perfectly round and soft, he could see them sway as Carmelita breathed in. Her nipples remained in the middle of each jiggly orb, bumpy areolas broke from her fur with large, throbbing nipples that were bigger then Sly. The thought that he was ogling a pair of tits bigger then his whole body made him feel very faint. He had hit pervert nirvana.
“Little pervert Raccoon,” Carmelita chuckled deeply as she pinched Sly’s tail between her thumb and forefinger and lifted him up. He didn’t respond as she dangled him high in the air. His mind was focused on the sexy thing in front of him. Carmelita smiled sultrily, feeling so powerful not because of just her size, but for the first time she had cracked the cool exterior of the fearless felon Sly Cooper. It gave her such a rush and made her want more. From the looks of Sly, he was so mesmerized by her she could make him clean the inside of her boot with his tongue or drop him in the toilet to do backstrokes and he wouldn’t fight. None of those things she’d do now, what se wanted was much more pleasurable.
“You want me to feel good don’t you? You want to make me feel good don’t you? You want to be a good little raccoon and not a bad old thief don’t you?” Carmelita cooed as she lightly swung Sly from her fingers as he nodded eagerly. Carmelita moved onto the bed, sitting down and staring at her tiny sex toy. She could do a lot of things to Sly, most of which would be against his will. That wasn’t what would get her off. What really turned her on was seeing on quick and hard Sly was to please her. He would serve her faithfully and the fun she’d have would rise.
“Try to hold on to something,” she told him quickly before dropping him right above her right breast. Sly fell from her fingers, hitting the soft top of her furry breast. He started sliding down, the soft fur to thin for him to grab. He whizzed by on her breast, seeing a sudden drop coming up. Also, he saw a large nub he could seize onto. Without thinking, he grabbed it with both hands, hugging it tightly to his chest as he dangled a hundred feet up by it. It was bumpy, warm and incredibly hard. Looking at the pink object that had saved him from a nasty fall, he recognized it as Carmelita’s nipple.
“Yes!” Carmelita moaned as she felt her tiny toy grab her titty hard in his small, but strong arms. She could feel his tiny fingers digging into it as he held on. Every nerve in her sensitive nipple flared up at his touch and she fell back on her bed with a gasp, squirming around as she got used to this new pleasure. She had never been an outgoing girl, the furthest she ever got with the boys was a prim kiss. Sly was the first man to touch her there and it felt incredible.
“Ride em cowboy!” Sly cried out as he held tight to Carmelita’s teat, while she thrashed around on the bed. Her breasts shook as she thrashed, making Sly hold on tighter, which made Carmelita spasm even more. Eventually she settled down. Lying back, she relished the pleasure and power she got from having the tiny raccoon clasp her nipple. She watched him closely, a tiny furry bug that had once been the greatest thief holding tight to her nipple in fear she was going to start bucking again. The mere thought of it made her feel so naughty. But she knew how to be naughtier.
She spoke in a raspy voice, hoping that she didn’t sound as depraved as she felt. “Play with my nipple. Make me feel good.”
“As you wish.” Sly didn’t waste another second. He let go of her nipple and landed his paws on the bumpy pink areola surrounding her colossal nipple. He stared at his opponent. It was nigger, harder and tougher then he could ever dream of being. But he was a persistent raccoon and wasn’t going to be intimidated. He reached out and took a side of the throbbing nub and started massaging it. He knew that no matter how hard her tried to squeeze Carmelita’s nipple it wouldn’t hurt her so he put all his strength into rubbing her nipple. His hands moved quickly over the warm, hard surface, stimulating as much of it as he could. Applying as much strength as possible to Carmelita’s massive nipple, Sly slid his arms around it and embraced her titty, rubbing his whole body against it. His furry chest stimulated the teat, earning louder moans from Inspector Fox. He may have been small, but he had skills
Carmelita for her part had to struggle to keep herself from moving too much and throwing Sly off her breast. Her panties were soaked and she felt hot all over. She had never been so excited before in her life and she still wanted more. Her left traveling down her stomach, rubbing against her fur as her hand made its way to her crotch. Her breathing became steadily faster as she moved her hand into her soaked panties and rubbed her fingers over her enflamed labia. She rubbed her soggy lips for a second before pushing them in. She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming out as her sex pulsated around her fingers. Slowly she started pumping, wet slurping sounds following every time she pushed in. Her head was starting to get blurry so she focused on something.
The sight of Sly on her nipple entranced her. She focused on his battle to please her giant nipple. He was practically hugging it now, rubbing his hands around it and moving his furry body against it. She couldn’t feel it, but she knew his tiny member was pushing against the soft side of her teat. He was dry humping her nipple, never stopping his ministrations with his hands as he pleased himself. He buried his face in it, breathing it in as it enticed him to move faster and move harder. Sly really knew how to take care of a lady, no matter how big he was.
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March 13, 2025
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