Yasmine wants to have some fun with you
Shrunk in a Women's Wrestling League
Chapter 8
Yasmine looked over her shoulder, observing that her hips had filled the chair and completely hidden you from her view. The only sign that you were there, aside from your legs propped up on the foot stool in front of her, was the muffled buzzing noise of your attempts to communicate. "Hmhmm..." Yasmine chuckled softly as your hands pushed softly against her muscular ass cheeks but failed to lift her more than an inch a time, before she fell back onto your face. Yasmine considered that it was as if your attempts to escape were insincere, token efforts, more for show than any real desire to free yourself. What she didn't know was that you had shrunken so small that you weren't strong enough to lift her even if you really tried, even though she herself wasn't heavy by any means.
Placing her hands between her legs on your chest, Yasmine began delicately running her hands down your torso, feeling every muscle in your body. You tried not to think about how heavenly it was Yasmine's soft hands brushed across your skin, or how she was getting closer and closer to your crotch. Yasmine cooed happily, "I'm so pleased you chose to visit me before the match, Tommy. This way we have some time to..." Yasmine paused as she reached your hips, and spotted your towering erection straining at your wrestling shorts, "- get to know each other." Despite the urge to reach for your cock, to squeeze it and see just how much you were really aching for her, Yasmine continued stroking her hands down your legs, leaning forward until her soft chest had dropped into your lap.
Yasmine felt you gasp beneath her ass as your cock was weighed downwards by her heaving breasts, and snickered, "Hmm, I can feel some tension in these muscles of yours. You must be nervous about something. Or maybe... frustrated." Yasmine slowly shifted her chest back and forth, dragging her bosom across your cock as she listened for your felt you breathing heavily beneath her butt cheeks. Then she sat up, dragging the soft palms of her hands across your legs and towards your stomach as she slowly settled her weight directly onto your face again. You felt Yasmine practically tracing a path around your crotch with her fingers, before she rested her hands on your bare stomach, right above your groin. Yasmine spoke casually, as if her ass wasn't planted directly on top of your face, "Do you know what I like to do, when I'm feeling tense, Tommy?" The girl smirked behind her veil when she heard you actually responding to her question; you were more resilient to her teasing than she thought!
Keeping an eye on your shorts, Yasmine nonchalantly explained, "Any time I'm stressed, I like to get my hands on a nice, hard cock..." Yasmine couldn't keep a straight face anymore, as you shifted very uncomfortably beneath her, and she let out another soft giggle. Pretending not to notice your blatant arousal, Yasmine wiggled her ass down into the seat, nestling your face between her jiggling buttocks, and sighed, "It's just too bad that I'm in a women's wrestling league, and there aren't more men for me to play with..." You didn't know how to respond, but your heart was beating rapidly as you felt Yasmine's hands fidgeting against your abdomen, while her butt continued to press down against your entire face, with her warm, damp thong squishing right above your mouth and chin. Yasmine bounced up and down softly, bumping her thong-covered asshole against your nose once or twice, as she announced her thoughts, "If only there was someone around who could help me unwind!"
Yasmine grinned as she spotted your erection twitching against your shorts, and pretended to be surprised, "Oh, but what have we here..." Carefully, the girl hooked two thumbs under the waistband of your shorts, and slid them down, until your bare cock was exposed. Sensing your increasing excitement, and loving every minute of it, Yasmine reached out towards your manhood, biting her lip with anticipation as she did so. You grunted in surprise as the seductress reached out and grasped your shaft in one dainty hand, her touch shocking you. You bucked your hips as Yasmine gave your cock a few exploratory squeezes. Yasmine, who had been surprised and flattered by how rock-hard you had been, said in a syrupy voice, "It looks like today's my lucky day! My little friend Tommy brought me a gift, how sweet!"
Continuing to squeeze and slowly stroke your cock, Yasmine giggled as she felt you beginning to try and demand an answer for what she was doing, but without any real energy. To her, it sounded like you were more surprised, and completely under control, which is exactly how she wanted it. Yasmine leaned forward until her breasts had flattened against your abdomen, and your trembling cock was right in front of her eyes. She smirked cheerfully as she watched your erection pulsing between her fingers; clearly she had had quite the effect on you, and it had hardly taken much effort at all.
Sounding eager, the exotic girl let her warm breath wash over your groin, "Can you think of any way for me to repay such generosity, Tommy?" Due to this girl's massive booty crushing you into the chair, and her playful tugs at your cock ruining your concentration, you could barely respond. Yasmine felt smug when you couldn't manage any clever response to her question, and giggled, "No? Maybe I can think of something, then!" Without further warning, Yasmine leaned forward, puckering her lips and pulling her black veil aside, and then shoved the head of your cock into her mouth. You grunted in surprised as your cock brushed against Yasmine's warm, slippery tongue, which began running back and forth across the head of your cock. You simultaneously wanted to get out of this room, to preserve your dignity as a wrestler, but on the other hand this felt soooo good. You pushed at Yasmine's hips, trying to get her to lift her ass just enough for you to get a breath of air and speak to her, but she hardly budged. Instead, feeling your hands fondling at her huge rear, Yasmine giggled and began gyrating her hips into the chair, sinking your face deeper into her ass crack. All the while, she was swirling your cock around in her mouth, with her thick, lipstick covered lips sealed tightly around your shaft.
Placing her hands between her legs on your chest, Yasmine began delicately running her hands down your torso, feeling every muscle in your body. You tried not to think about how heavenly it was Yasmine's soft hands brushed across your skin, or how she was getting closer and closer to your crotch. Yasmine cooed happily, "I'm so pleased you chose to visit me before the match, Tommy. This way we have some time to..." Yasmine paused as she reached your hips, and spotted your towering erection straining at your wrestling shorts, "- get to know each other." Despite the urge to reach for your cock, to squeeze it and see just how much you were really aching for her, Yasmine continued stroking her hands down your legs, leaning forward until her soft chest had dropped into your lap.
Yasmine felt you gasp beneath her ass as your cock was weighed downwards by her heaving breasts, and snickered, "Hmm, I can feel some tension in these muscles of yours. You must be nervous about something. Or maybe... frustrated." Yasmine slowly shifted her chest back and forth, dragging her bosom across your cock as she listened for your felt you breathing heavily beneath her butt cheeks. Then she sat up, dragging the soft palms of her hands across your legs and towards your stomach as she slowly settled her weight directly onto your face again. You felt Yasmine practically tracing a path around your crotch with her fingers, before she rested her hands on your bare stomach, right above your groin. Yasmine spoke casually, as if her ass wasn't planted directly on top of your face, "Do you know what I like to do, when I'm feeling tense, Tommy?" The girl smirked behind her veil when she heard you actually responding to her question; you were more resilient to her teasing than she thought!
Keeping an eye on your shorts, Yasmine nonchalantly explained, "Any time I'm stressed, I like to get my hands on a nice, hard cock..." Yasmine couldn't keep a straight face anymore, as you shifted very uncomfortably beneath her, and she let out another soft giggle. Pretending not to notice your blatant arousal, Yasmine wiggled her ass down into the seat, nestling your face between her jiggling buttocks, and sighed, "It's just too bad that I'm in a women's wrestling league, and there aren't more men for me to play with..." You didn't know how to respond, but your heart was beating rapidly as you felt Yasmine's hands fidgeting against your abdomen, while her butt continued to press down against your entire face, with her warm, damp thong squishing right above your mouth and chin. Yasmine bounced up and down softly, bumping her thong-covered asshole against your nose once or twice, as she announced her thoughts, "If only there was someone around who could help me unwind!"
Yasmine grinned as she spotted your erection twitching against your shorts, and pretended to be surprised, "Oh, but what have we here..." Carefully, the girl hooked two thumbs under the waistband of your shorts, and slid them down, until your bare cock was exposed. Sensing your increasing excitement, and loving every minute of it, Yasmine reached out towards your manhood, biting her lip with anticipation as she did so. You grunted in surprise as the seductress reached out and grasped your shaft in one dainty hand, her touch shocking you. You bucked your hips as Yasmine gave your cock a few exploratory squeezes. Yasmine, who had been surprised and flattered by how rock-hard you had been, said in a syrupy voice, "It looks like today's my lucky day! My little friend Tommy brought me a gift, how sweet!"
Continuing to squeeze and slowly stroke your cock, Yasmine giggled as she felt you beginning to try and demand an answer for what she was doing, but without any real energy. To her, it sounded like you were more surprised, and completely under control, which is exactly how she wanted it. Yasmine leaned forward until her breasts had flattened against your abdomen, and your trembling cock was right in front of her eyes. She smirked cheerfully as she watched your erection pulsing between her fingers; clearly she had had quite the effect on you, and it had hardly taken much effort at all.
Sounding eager, the exotic girl let her warm breath wash over your groin, "Can you think of any way for me to repay such generosity, Tommy?" Due to this girl's massive booty crushing you into the chair, and her playful tugs at your cock ruining your concentration, you could barely respond. Yasmine felt smug when you couldn't manage any clever response to her question, and giggled, "No? Maybe I can think of something, then!" Without further warning, Yasmine leaned forward, puckering her lips and pulling her black veil aside, and then shoved the head of your cock into her mouth. You grunted in surprised as your cock brushed against Yasmine's warm, slippery tongue, which began running back and forth across the head of your cock. You simultaneously wanted to get out of this room, to preserve your dignity as a wrestler, but on the other hand this felt soooo good. You pushed at Yasmine's hips, trying to get her to lift her ass just enough for you to get a breath of air and speak to her, but she hardly budged. Instead, feeling your hands fondling at her huge rear, Yasmine giggled and began gyrating her hips into the chair, sinking your face deeper into her ass crack. All the while, she was swirling your cock around in her mouth, with her thick, lipstick covered lips sealed tightly around your shaft.
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May 31, 2023
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