Bertha 1
By Devilina Huntress, subscribe to my group: https://t.me/devilinah
A story about a giant girl who punishes a drug dealer.
Update: 11/04/2023 to 1misc42

Bertha always liked hanging out with the boys – she was in their company since
high school. You could always ask her for a sip of beer or a drag on a
cigarette. The only thing that made her stand out was her height and her size,
even among guys. At the same time, the proportions of the giantess's body were
"just right"; it was hard to believe such a shapely body (a firm bosom, a
rounded ass and a flat, precious and often exposed belly) could belong to such
a large girl.
And everything was fine until Vincent got into their adult company. At first he
just walked around, but soon he started to offer to try some strange colored
pills.
- Would you guys like to try it? The first one is free, - he told the newcomers
to the company.
Gradually, Vinnie began to take over Berta's popularity among the boys. After
taking his pills the boys became somewhat cloudy, behaved strangely.
- Guys, how long can tolerate this Vincent? - she was indignant while he was
away, - he will make his own income flock out of us all! We'll all be walking
around like we're some kind of stoned fuckers...
They would say something like:
- Yes, Bertha.
- Of course you're right, Bertha.
- Mhm, - but they never did anything.
One warm morning she put on a tight-fitting t-shirt, a short jacket and tight
denim shorts, and decided to teach the shithead a lesson. This time, she
specially came at the moment when he was selling the dope to the new company of
suckers. They did not agree to take pills yet.
- Hey, Vinnie! Get the fuck away from them! Bertha called, coming up.
- What's it got to do with you? Do you want to get messed up?
- It’s you who is getting messed up, motherfucker! - she was approaching
menacingly. The guy was scared.
- And you... You... Guys, get her away from me, she's... Ah!
Bertha yanked at his long hair and began punching him in the stomach. The guys
parted to make room and started laughing: "hit her!", " come on, Berta!",
"push!". None of them could have imagined that a girl could so crushingly
defeat a guy in battle.
At some point during the beating, Vinnie clutched his ribs, crying out. Taking
advantage of the moment, Bertha bent him over and, throwing a leg over him,
straddled his neck. She knew that despite her superior size he was still
capable of fighting back, so it was dangerous to give in even a little: she had
to fight him with full force and might.
So, Bertha stood there with poor Vincent fluttering in her thighs, and the boys
around her stood and stared at her powerful, sexy legs in fascination. She
tensed with all her might – Vinnie’s neck pressed into her crotch and he gave a
low, womanly cry:
- Ouch!..
The feeling of dominance made Bertha's lower abdomen tingle pleasantly. She
liked this new experience. She repeated the contraction with an involuntary
smile:
- Ah... Let... Go...
...And sighed with satisfaction.
- To let you go?
- Yes... Please ... Let me... I'll do whatever you want...
- What do I want? - Bertha twirled her basin playfully and squeezed it once
more, already quite wet, - I want this, you moron! This is the best thing...
You can do to a girl, really - she whispered.
- Guys! - said one of the boys loudly, - let's help Bertha! Fuck Vinnie!
The boys began to come up one by one and brutally kick Vincent's ass, causing
him to lean forward all over, rubbing his neck against Bertha's private parts.
- Ah! Oh! Ah! Stop! Wait! No! - shouted her captive.
After a sequence of extremely powerful kicks the girl became excited and began
to rhythmically squeeze the lower one's neck and moan quietly.
- That’s right!.. Kick this... This... Shit! Yes! That's it! Yes! - Bertha
tried to hide the waves of impending orgasm, crying out with each blow.
- Come On, Bertha!
- Go girl!
- Show him!
- Oh, yes, ah, you’re just... A piece of shit, - she whispered, moaning, - I
own you... Mmm...
Thrusting her pussy forward and contracting her buttocks she waited for the
each kick to tighten her hold and get another dose of pleasure, stimulating her
sensitive parts even through her shorts. All she was thinking about was how to
take them off for a closer contact. The fact that a living being was
suffocating in her thighs didn’t concern her much.
- Mmn, damn it, come on, come on, come on!
At some point she was already shamelessly playing with her breasts. Vinnie felt
the girl's pleasure most clearly - he felt that her shorts were already pretty
wet with excitement, but he couldn't do anything - he was too busy with his own
survival. Her thighs squeezed him like a lemon.
Unable to resist the wave of upcoming pleasure Bertha sharply undid all five
buttons on her shorts, almost tearing them off:
- Ah!...
...And she finally put her hand over her hot pussy, covered only by her
panties.
- Oh yeah...
The guys were shocked but didn’t do anything. Meanwhile, Bertha increased the
amplitude of her contractions. The poor man was suffering from a lack of blood
in his head, and now he could only breathe in when she was relaxing her
buttocks. Now she screamed excitedly with every thrust:
- M! M! Mph! Ah! M! Oh, s-bitch! Ah!
Her hand was already quite wet - Bertha leaned over and wiped it on his face,
smearing her juices all over it.
- Yes! Yes! Get it! Yes! Oh! Bitch! Mmm!.. - she was coming openly now. Some of
the boys started to realize what was happening. Some of them turned around,
others touched themselves.
Bertha rolled her eyes, clutching her chest, and looked around. The boys stood
around, dumbfounded, Vinnie was barely breathing. She got off of him, shyly
buttoned up her shorts and ran home under the puzzled glances of guys.
After this incident, Berta stopped hanging out with guys and went about her
life - she began to study well and served in the police... But that's another
story.

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