This choice: She had an idea for a "fun" activity, involving herself • Go Back...Chapter #5Not the kind of work Derek had in mind by: Tisch   "I have a four hour shift here, and it gets a little dull sometimes," Brittany continued. "Would you mind helping me out a little bit? I mean, just like having some fun." Skeptical of the high school girl's intentions, Derek prodded. "What do you have in mind? I probably shouldn't be interfering with a student's life in any manner," he spoke. Brittany rolled her eyes. "Nonsense, I'm asking you to do this, it's on me. Anyways, are you in?" Despite his gut feeling not to, the black-haired guy agreed. "Perfect! Now, I apologize in advance, it's probably a little sweaty back there but..." Brittany twirled Derek around in her hand back around to the other side of her. Initially confused, Derek got the picture when the blonde-haired girl pulled back her leggings. With the same hand, she slightly raised up her work shirt and prepared to deposit the little man. "What are you doing?" Derek squirmed as Brittany lowered her hand. "I-I didn't agree to this! I thought you meant something more- not like this!" Derek yelled. Brittany didn't listen to him. "Thanks in advance, little buddy! Don't worry, I'll get you after my shift. Have fun!" With that final little quip, Brittany slid Derek into her pants. As she had warned, it was more than a little slick inside of her rear end and Derek slid quickly down. In no time at all, he found himself pinned against the bulk of the girl's massive white butt cheek. The humidity within her leggings coupled with the slickness of her sweaty ass was overwhelming. Struggling with all his might, Derek only made things worse for himself as his body turned sideways and slid a tiny bit lower but more so closer to the middle of the girl's butt.
And then the show really began. When Brittany got to work, her movements made quick work of Derek. She felt him rubbing up and down against her butt cheek and the girl giggled in delight. "I cannot believe just how enjoyable this is," the blonde thought. "Why aren't there more of people his size?" While Brittany was enjoying herself immensely, Derek was having a completely different experience. Squirming and wriggling, the little guy could not find a comfortable position pinned against the massive white derriere. Sliding face first against Brittany's padded flesh, Derek soaked up the sweat that was accumulating on her skin. "This is revolting," he choked as a bead of sweat splashed on his face. "Of all places... God, I need a shower." Ironically, the only shower he would be getting any time soon would be provided by the high school girl herself. An hour later, Derek found himself wedged inside Brittany's ass. Held firmly in between her cheeks with her thong pinning him inside, Derek thought of himself as being helpless. Though he had no track of time, Derek knew that the remainder of what would be three hours was going to be pure torture.
*SQUEEZE*
*RUB*
*SMOOSH*
While Brittany moved about doing her business, she would occasionally play with the little assistant. Though most of her involuntary movements from working did enough to satisfy her, Brittany took even greater pleasure in toying with Derek. Clenching her cheeks together and massaging them around briefly made her feel powerful, along with the ticklish sensation that Derek gave off. Inside of her crack, Derek was struggling to survive. Each squeeze and clench battered him more and threatened to knock him out. Having swallowed some of Brittany's sweat, Derek was nauseous. The smell began to become the prominent issue as the little man had at this point assimilated to the warmth and pressure. The padded flesh of this girl's ass, while powerful and controlling, was beginning to seem less of a bother to Derek. At least, it was contributing less to his wearing down. Nonetheless, Derek was beginning to fade. "How much-*cough*-more is there?" he wondered. More sweat droplets slipped onto the little man as his body was pulled ever further into the dark abyss of Brittany's ass. Time seemed to go on forever. But there was only a matter of time until he was released. Derek persevered as long as he could to reach this time.
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