The Panty Raid Pummeling
By Gerbil
Bob walks away with Jenny's panties, but not how he wanted to


He picked the wrong panties to raid.


Raiding the girls dorm to retrieve panty trophies seemed like a good idea until 
Bob entered the room of the muscular five-foot Freshman gymnast.


The Housemother was frantic as the crew of hooting and hollering males 
swarmed in every direction, grabbing panties and bras from the rooms of the 
pissed off and screaming coeds.  Sixty Three year old Ms. Jenkins' swung her 
broom wildly, with all her might against the marauding scavengers, but it did 
little damage as it harmlessly went off their heads or backs.

Bob Winters had already collected quite a stash, consisting of 3 pairs of 
panties and two bras, but his greed made him turn the fatal door handle of 
333.  With a howl, he flung open the door to collect his next booty, but was 
greeted not will the usual screams, but with 18 year old Jenny Winston doing 
stretching exercises in her bare feet, a pair of silk shorts, and a tank top.

Without looking up, she said "Be with you in a second," and continued to 
stretch, touching her nose to her knees.  Bob figured that she thought it was 
her roommate that entered, and he wasn't going to rush her, since he was 
provided with a view of an incredible backside, supported by tanned muscular 
legs.  Half of her round hard glutes were exposed from her tiny shorts, along 
with light patches of jet black pubic hair.  He had seen her around campus, 
and in the gym with the gymnastics team, but he never knew she had such an 
incredible body.  At an even five feet, and 110 pounds, she was a little short 
for his six foot two inch 195 pound tastes, but judging from the muscular 
development, she looked like she could stand up to at least one good humping 
without breaking.

She straightened, grabbed a towel from a chair, and wiped the glistening sweat 
from her chest and neck.  Not only did she have incredibly muscular legs, but 
Bob was surprised by the noticeable biceps as she moved the towel to the back 
of her neck and produced a prominent bulge.

"I heard you guys were going to have a panty raid tonight.  I was beginning to 
wonder if anyone was going to pay me a visit."  Pointing towards his pockets 
with the panties bulging out, she added, "Looks like you've made quite a 
haul." 

Moving toward Jenny with a sly grin, Bob said "I've done pretty well, but I'm 
not quite finished yet."  

Jenny stood her ground and looked up at him.  "I take it you're going to try 
and add my panties to your collection?"

He smiled down at her, fascinated that she seemed to be tempting him.  "You 
were close, but `try' means attempt.  It would have been more accurate to say 
I guess you are going to add my panties to your collection."

Jenny's eyes grew wide and she said "Whoa!  Sounds like you're pretty sure 
of the outcome."  She looked him up and down, then ran her hands over his 
large well developed arms.  "You're a pretty big guy, but my guess is that  
you will be leaving without my panties.  Tell you what; I'll make it a little 
easier on you."  Bending over, she pushed her shorts down over her knees and 
calves, and flicked them up on to the couch with her foot.  Crossing her arms 
in front of her, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and proceeded to pull it up 
over head, leaving her in a sports bra and sheer green panties.  She tossed the 
shirt with her shorts and stood with her hands on her hips facing him.  "That's 
better.  Can't say I didn't give you a sporting chance, but here's the deal: If 
you can take my panties, they, plus what is inside them is yours for the night.  
But. while you are trying to capture mine, I have the same opportunity to 
relieve you of your underwear.  If I am successful, you return to your dorm. 
naked.  Agree?"

Bob smiled to himself, `Mmm, she likes it rough.  A little kinky, but what a 
body.'  He smiled and said, "Any way you want it."

Jenny turned and bent over to retrieve some books from the floor and placed 
them on the couch.  Just as she released them, Bob snuck up behind her and 
put a strong arm around her waist, picked her up, and with his other hand 
reached to remove her panties.  Just as he reached the waistband and was 
ready to tug them down, he cried out in excruciating pain as Jenny's hand 
snuck behind her and crushed his balls in her strong hand.

Bob released her and she dropped back to the floor, but did not release her 
hold as she turned and admonished him.  "That was a naughty boy, trying to 
cheat.  This is what we used to do in Grade School when the boys tried to look 
up our dresses, or pull our hair.  We found it quite effective."

Doubled over and grimacing, Bob said,  "Let go of me you crazy bitch, or I'll 
kick your ass before I fuck it."

Jenny gave him an extra squeeze producing a further scream from Bob?  
"Now is that any way to talk to a lady?  You seemed to be getting a little hot, 
so let me help you out."

She reached over his back and grabbed the bottom of his tee-shirt and easily 
drew it over his bent over body.  Then she moved her hands to his shorts and 
pushed them down over his ass, finally removing her hand from his crotch to 
remove the shorts the rest of the way.  She let him straighten up and stood 
with her hands on her hips examining his body.  "Pretty nice equipment you 
have there.  Too bad it may get a little bit damaged."

Furious, he moved towards her with both of his fists balled up.  Raring back 
he let his right arm fly, lightly grazing Jenny's head.  She grabbed both of his 
arms before he could turn back towards her, and twisted them forcefully 
behind his back in wrist locks.  "Quite a reach you have there.  I'll have to 
watch that."  Both of Bobs arms were drawn far up his back and he was 
immobile at the hands of the young teenager who was a foot shorter than he 
was.

"Which hand do you write with?"

Bob struggled in pain and said, "What?"

"I said which hand do you write with.  I intend to break one of your fingers, 
and thought I would be considerate, with exams coming up."

Bob was beginning to think she was quite capable of delivering on her threats. 
He began to beg her to let him go, but under further twisting of his arms, he 
yelled out that he was right handed.  Two seconds after answering, he 
answered, he heard a snap and felt a searing jolt shoot from his left index 
finger, causing him to howl in pain.

After being released, Bob held his aching hand.  "You broke my frigging 
finger.  I'm gonna fucking kill you!"

Holding his left hand at his side, he advanced towards her and began to throw 
straight rights.  His hand shot out, missed, and immediately Jenny shot two 
hard punches to his exposed stomach, knocking the air from him.  Bob was 
shell-shocked, but the rage made him keep going after her.  He waded in with 
more wild rights, with his left feebly attempting to block her counter punches.  
Jenny softened up his gut with a series of four more swift punches, as the 
muscles in her back and arms danced with the effort.  Bob dropped his guard 
to protect his middle,  then Jenny moved up, to work over his exposed head.  
She sent a right and a left to his head, forcing him backwards and his head to 
bob wildly.  Bob was dazed and wobbly, and he could taste blood from his cut 
lip.  He felt his eyes begin to swell as more punches reigned in and he was 
defenseless to stop them.  His arms hung limply at his side and as he squinted 
through swollen eyes,  he was vaguely aware of watching her wind up, pause, 
then send one last final fist flying towards his face at a lightening pace.  The 
punch was so powerful that as it landed on the side of his head, it lifted his 
large frame off the floor and sent him sprawling to the couch, out cold.

He groaned in pain as his head and whole body ached, and realized that he lay 
on the couch completely nude.  Jenny moved toward him and as she held his 
underwear on the tip of her index finger said,  "Well, you were out a pretty 
good while.  I'm afraid that I have some studying to do now, so I will have to 
ask you to leave, but I want you to know that I thoroughly enjoyed your visit."

She proceeded to grab his elbow and help him up.  Still wobbly he nearly fell 
over, but was held upright in her strong grasp.  "Whoa.  Steady there boy.  Are 
you going to make it back to your dorm okay?"

Bob squinted down at her and still in a daze, feebly shook his head yes.

She gave him a pat on his bare ass, then headed him toward the door.  "Good 
boy.  Oh wait a minute.  I'm so grateful for the nice workout you gave me, 
and I have plenty of panties, so let me give you what you came for."

Releasing him, she grabbed the waistband of her panties and removed them in 
one swift motion.  Reaching up, she placed them snuggly over his head, so 
that all that peeked out of one of the leg holes was a pair of very swollen eyes.  
"Sorry they are a little dirty.  I'm afraid I've been wearing them all day, and I 
did wear them to work out in, so they may be a little sweaty.  I'm afraid that I 
need to do my laundry, and I only have one clean pair left, which I need to 
wear tomorrow."

Jenny moved him toward the door, twisted the knob.  With a firm shove, she 
pushed him into the hall, and sent him sprawling.  He came to rest on all 
fours, with his legs wide apart with his large cock and balls dangling openly.  
Jenny looked at his meat shook her head.  "What a waist."

She heard some other male voices call out Bob's name and footsteps started to 
move quickly down the hall toward him, so she closed the door to hide her 
nakedness.

Smiling, she slowly moved into her bedroom, opened the bottom drawer of 
her dresser, and stared down at her collection.  She dropped Bob's underwear 
to join the other three pairs, and had to admit that she was actually beginning 
to enjoy  these panty raids.