Nikki’s Bra

I’d never seen Nikki in anything less than her bra and panties. I had to admit I was a teenager and I was curious. Now I was going to make it happen.

I didn’t allow Nikki to get to her feet. I dove on top of her. After a little struggle, I flipped her over and deftly unclipped the back of her bra.

Nikki shrieked at me to stop this time. Something she’d never done before.

It didn’t deter me at all. I entered a tug of war with her bra. As she curled into a ball, I rose to my feet and pulled as hard as I could. I had the advantage, but Nikki refused to relinquish it.

In the end, I brought my combat boots into play and started to prod her hard in the ribs. The little kicks worked and they left her grasping fingers.

Nikki was down to just her navy blue bikini cut panties now.

I held the bra aloft like a championship belt. We had entered uncharted territory and I could taste victory now. Nikki was on the edge of defeat, and I still had my tank top tucked into my shorts, plus my combat boots.

“How’d you like that?” I asked.

Nikki lifted her head. She looked like she wanted to sink through the floor as she covered up her B cup tits.

“Does this turn you on, Nikki?” I said. “Are you enjoying this now?”

Nikki slumped down on her behind. She used one arm to cover her breasts, but I could still see the nipples poking out. She looked lost for words.

“Do you give?” I asked.

“Fuck you,” she said with a little less force than usual.

I smirked. “You can’t cover up forever. If you love strip wrestling so much, why don’t you show me what you’ve got.”

Nikki looked hesitant as she eased herself to her feet. Eventually, realising the hard truth that was upon her, she moved her arm away. There they were. Her areola in autumn. Nipples erect and pointing straight at me. It was cold, but I could tell part of her was aroused by this. I sensed she preferred to be the one on top, though.

“Come on, Nikki,” I squealed with glee. “Let’s go. Only your panties left then you’re mine. Remember the deal you wanted?”

Nikki frowned. “Yeah, yeah, I remember, but you haven’t won. I’m not naked.”

“Not for long.”