Lizzy held her smothering handful of panties on Cal's face for longer than he thought she would.
"C'mon, sniff," she taunted. "That's what you came here for, right?"
Her grip was so tight on Cal's nose that he couldn't breathe, but he desperately wished that he could sniff. His nose and mouth were consumed by the soft fabric and the electricity of Lizzy's touch, even if it was totally demeaning. He struggled for air.
"Oh, you can't breathe?" Lizzy asked, pretending to just now realize. "Whoops!" She stopped pinching Cal's nose but kept her hand firmly against his mouth, forcing him to take a loud inhale through his nose which was still buried in her panties.
"There you go," Lizzy cooed as Cal caught his crush's scent. Once again he was filled with ecstasy. His cock involuntarily twitched in his pants.
His bikini-clad tormentor's gaze was already fixed between his legs, watching for a reaction. She noticed his twitching and laughed triumphantly.
"Oh my god!" She exclaimed, trying to stifle her laughter. "You really do love this, don't you?" She dangled the panties in front of Cal's face, which was now growing hot with embarrassment.
"So pathetic," she said, tossing the underwear to the side.
Cal stood there, feeling emotionally exposed. Lizzy reached for her phone, which was resting on the bed, and started typing on it.
"What are you doing?" Cal asked, trying not to sound panicked.
"Oh nothing," she responded sarcastically, still typing on her phone. She crossed her long, beautiful legs in a pose that showed total relaxation. She shook her luscious red hair out behind her. "Just getting my friend Emma up here to see what a loser my brother's friend is."
Cal's stomach dropped. There seemed to be nothing he could do to get out of this predicament, and it was only getting worse by the second.
"Wait no! I really wasn't -" Cal started. He was interrupted by Lizzy's hand slamming into his chest and grabbing a fistful of his shirt.
"Wasn't what?" She demanded forcefully. "Sneaking around in a stranger's room like some kind of pervert? I know exactly what you were doing." She shoved him away, looking back to her phone.
Then, something caught her attention and she tilted her head. "Hear that?" Cal strained to listen and could hear the door to the back patio sliding open downstairs. "You're fucked," she pronounced with a sadistic grin.
Cal waited with dread as he heard Emma's footsteps coming up the stairs and down the hall. She turned the corner and this was the first time Cal got a good look at her from the front.
She was equally as stunning as Lizzy, but with wavy blonde hair, and a white bikini. She didn't have tattoos like Lizzy, just pale, smooth skin showing for Cal to gawk at. She had bratty facial features: full, slightly parted lips, long eyelashes, and a dainty nose. She seemed like your typical popular girl at school, just a couple years older. All of this made Cal's stomach twist into even more knots than it already had been in.