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The first time I saw her I was in line at the coffee shop. She was so small: five feet tall or less and skinny, except for a cute full bum packed into tight pants.
When she got her coffee, she turned and saw me for the first time. She gasped and looked from my chest up to my face. She had the bluest eyes.
I shrugged my eyebrows apologetically. At six foot six and built like a tank, I was used such reactions. I knew I looked intimidating.
The next time I saw her was at the pub. I was with my rugby teammates, Dave and Ian, just like every Wednesday after our practice. We were joking and insulting each other as usual, but my attention was drawn to the girl. She sat a few tables away with friends, and she lit up the room.
Maybe it was because she was so petite, or maybe her face which was a mix of cuteness and mature, undeniable beauty. But really, I think it was because she was so animated. While her friends talked calmly, this girl's hands flew, accompanied by her expressive face and exaggerated movements of her compact body.
I was walking back from the bathroom when she literally ran into me. She was looking back towards her friends and bounced right off me.
I managed to grab her arm before she fell on her ass.
"I'm very sorry," I said. "Are you okay?"
Again, she looked me up and down with wide eyes, then nodded hastily and darted past me to the washrooms.
My friends saw the whole thing.
"You need collision insurance, Jonas," said my friend Ian. "I hear Lloyds of London insures oil tankers. They might insure you too if you apply."
"You're hilarious. She wasn't watching where she was going. Guess I wasn't either, though."
"Her name's Beth." said Dave.
"You know her?"
"She works in my building. She's friends with Amanda. That's the blonde one sitting over there... remember her?"
I vaguely recalled seeing the blonde at a house party.
Dave said, "You two would make a lovely couple." They all laughed.
"Yeah," said Ian, "beauty and the beast. With her the beast."
"You guys aren't nearly as funny as you think," I said and sipped my beer. "And why would SHE be the beast? She's cute."
"I hear she has a mean temper."
I saw Beth at the coffee shop or on the street almost every day after that. She was hard not to notice. She had a lovely face and was so tiny, but with some width to her hips. As far as I could tell, she didn't seem to have any tits at all. I idly wondered what that would look like.
She did seem unwelcoming, though. She always wore a guarded look. That is, there was until she saw me. Each time she noticed me her eyes got wide and it seemed like she was stifling a gasp.
I tried to keep my distance so not to scare her even more.
One week my teammates couldn't meet on Wednesday, so we decided to break tradition and go Friday. We had just sat down when Beth and her friends showed up.
Ian invited them to sit with us, so we pushed tables together and made introductions.
"...and Beth, this is Jonas the Wall."
She looked at Ian then at me. Again, she had that wide-eyed look. "Uh, your name is Jonas Wahl?" she asked.
"Ian's trying to be funny," I said. "No... my rugby nickname is 'Brick Wall'. You can probably guess why." I shrugged.
"Oh," said Beth. "Because you're so big."
"Bingo. And once someone on the other team said that’s what it felt like they ran into after playing against me."
Beth sat down opposite me. "Rugby... that's like football, right?"
"They have a lot in common," I said, "but rugby isn't as… dainty. By the way, I don't think I apologized properly for nearly knocking you down that other night."
"It was my fault. I must have had too much to drink to not see someone as huge as you." Then she looked embarrassed, "Sorry."
I chuckled. "Nothing to be sorry for. When you're big, you always have to watch you're going."
"It's the same when you're small," she said. "I'm used to getting stepped on. Or bashed around in crowds because people don't see me."
As we talked, Beth didn't seem mean at all. She was funny and informed, and it was fun watching how animated she got. Her hands flailed as a constant stream of emotions washing across her face as she talked: amazement, anger, disgust, happiness. It was almost exhausting to watch, and impossible for me not to emote right along with her. I found myself smiling when she did, lifting my eyebrows when hers did, scowling, shaking my head... everything in synchronicity with her.
At one point, Beth leaned across that table and said in my ear, "Our friends are laughing at us."
I glanced at my friends. They were chatting and laughing, and seemed be ignoring Beth and I, but I had caught them looking at us and smirking several times.
"Yeah, sorry about that," I said. "My friends think it's hilarious anytime I'm with a girl smaller than a Sasquatch."
Beth nodded. "My friends do that too. Every time I talk to anyone taller than a garden gnome, I get endless jokes about hamsters and elephants."
I chucked. "Well, there's an image. I guess we do look pretty funny together. Of course, it would be ridiculous for people like us to be together."
"Yeah... ridiculous. Totally." She looked away and was silent.
As the night progressed, our group got smaller as one by one our friends said their goodbyes. I was enjoying talking with Beth so much I didn't really notice until she and I were the only ones left.
She excused herself to find the bathroom, so I sipped beer and observed the growing crowd. I avoided the place on Fridays just for that reason: too crowded and too many drunken idiots.
When Beth had been gone a long time, I looked around. She was at the bathroom entrance, buttonholed by some guy blocking her way. Her arms were crossed, and she did not look happy.
I got up to see if she needed rescue. Then the guy said something and looked smug. Beth reared back and punched him in the face.
By the time I shouldered my way through the crowd, the bouncers were dragging the creep to the door as Beth waved her arms and screamed insults at him.
"Are you okay?"
"No, I'm pissed!" she spat. "Another guy who thinks I'm as easy target because I look like a little kid."
I walked her back to our table through the crowd. "You don't look like a little kid. What did he say that made you hit him?"
"He said, 'so little girl, want to suck on my lollipop.'"
"You should have kicked him in the nuts for that."
Beth grinned at me. "I was just thinking exactly that same thing."
"That was a powerful punch you threw there."
"It's all in the hips, baby," she said. "All in the hips."
We decided it was time to leave. Outside the pub it was a cool September evening. The usual drunks were milling around waiting to get in.
"Are you okay to drive?" I asked. "Or do you need a taxi?"
"My apartment is only a few blocks away. I usually walk." She looked at me. "Can you walk with me for a bit?"
"Are you sure you're okay with that?"
"Of course. It looks like there is more than the usual number of dickheads out tonight."
"Then I guess I'd better," I said. "Someone has to protect the dickheads from you."
She grinned and we started walking. Beth surprised me by taking my hand.
We had only gone two blocks when a group of guys passed us. The biggest one shoved me with his shoulder as he went by.
"Watch where you're going, asshole," he said.
I sighed and faced him. It was easy to see the group were all drunk and spoiling for a fight.
I put my hands out, palms open, and said, "Very sorry about bumping into you. It was an accident. Completely my fault."
"It sure was, fuckhead," growled the guy. His buddies behind him laughed and hooted encouragement.
I said, "I'm not looking for trouble. We're just trying to get home to pay the babysitter and let the dog out. Hey, are you going to the pub? You are going to have a great time... it's really rocking. Great crowd. The band should be starting soon. But watch out for the bouncers, okay? They already threw one guy out tonight."
The guy looked at me, a little confused and deflated, so I kept going: "Hey, I really need to take a piss. Any of you know where there's a bathroom around here? I don't want to take a leak in someone's front yard. A buddy of mine got a fine doing that. Fifty dollars for pissing on someone's petunias. Doesn't seem right, does it? Well, I don't get it, anyway. So can you help me out? Know where there's a bathroom?"
The guys looked at each other and mumbled vague directions. After a few moments, they turned and kept walking. I grabbed Beth's hand and walking the other way.
After a few moments she said, "Well, that did go at all like I expected."
"It's a de-escalation technique. Apologize. Appeal to fun. Then confuse them. I could have done it better, but I guess it worked."
"He was half your size. You could have crushed him."
"Sure... and then what? Some guys see a big guy like me as a challenge. Especially when they've had a few drinks. Then when the cops show up and the guy who started the fight is on the ground with a smashed nose, guess who gets blamed? So, I've been studying ways to deal with those situations better."
"That's really cool," she said. "So you don't really have to take a piss?" She smiled.
"Nope. And there's no dog to let out and no babysitter either," I grinned.
Beth shook her head, still smiling. "I'm glad I'm small, though. I always get away with punching them. It's not very sophisticated, but it's a whole lot more satisfying."
I laughed and squeezed her hand.
When we got to her door, she said, "Come in and warm up."
"Uh..."
"Come on... it's cold out. And it's still early. "
We sat in her living room, and I looked around. "You live here alone?"
"I share it with Amanda. But she's out dancing with the rest of my friends. They always party late on Fridays."
"And you don't?"
"I don't like those places. You saw what happened at the pub. It's like that times ten at the dance clubs. I never understood it... those places are filled with beautiful women all looking to get laid and every time some creepy asshole immediately starts hitting on me. "
"It's because you're so pretty, Beth."
She snorted. "I'm too skinny and too short."
"You're the most attractive person I've seen in a long time, Beth."
"Oh, horseshit. I know how I look."
"I don't think you do. You're pretty. Your face. Your eyes. Your... bum. And when you talk, you're just so animated, so expressive. I shouldn't say this, but every time I've seen you I've been... captivated."
Beth looked doubtful, but she said, "So you've been looking at my bum, huh?"
"Well, it is a lovely bum," I admitted.
She smiled. "Okay... so why shouldn't you say that?"
"Say what?"
"That I'm 'captivating'."
"Oh. Because you don't need another big ugly guy creeping on you."
"But you're NOT ugly."
"C'mon. Every time you've seen me you've gotten all bug-eyed. Like you were seeing a gorilla escaped from the zoo."
Beth looked puzzled and said, "But you're the most... manly man I've ever seen. Every time I've seen you, I've been amazed. You're like… I don't know, the Incredible Hulk mixed with James Bond. You just fill the room... and I don't mean because you're big. It's your... presence. And I keep imagining what you'd look like without a shirt on."
"That's a strange thing to imagine."
She looked away, embarrassed. "Now I shouldn't have told you THAT. I dunno. I guess I just have a thing for guy's chests."
After a moment I said, "You know what? I actually wondered the same thing about you."
Beth wrinkled her nose. "What I look like without a shirt? Pffftt. There's nothing to see."
"Well, that's just it. I mean, you can't have... nothing. You're female. There has to be something there."
"Trust me... there's not much. And why would any guy want to see a flat chested girl?"
I said, "Well, all the women I've dated have been big. Tall... ample. After all, anyone who wants to be with me has to be a certain size... out of self-preservation. And bigger women tend to have big boobs."
"That's what guys like."
"Oh, I don't know. Big floppy boobs have never really done anything for me. But I’ve never seen anything else."
Beth sat in silence for a moment, and then fixed me with an impish grin. "Show me yours and I'll show you mine."
I chuckled. "What are we... twelve?"
"Well, why not?" she said. "We're adults. No one's going to know. Why not satisfy our curiosities, weird as they are?"
I shook my head. "I feel like when the girl next door asked me to play doctor. But it's okay, Beth. I can show you my chest if that's what you really want."
I stood and unbuttoned my shirt enough until I could pull it over my head. I threw it onto the couch and struck the standard ‘superman’ pose: hands on hips, chest out, chin in the air.
Beth sat with her blue eyes wide. Again, I could see emotion after emotion flitting across her face: surprise, wonder, thoughtfulness, and... desire? Not likely.
Without taking her eyes off my chest, Beth stood and walked to me as though dazed. She looked up at me for a moment then tentatively ran her small hands over my chest. Then she felt my shoulders, my biceps, then experimentally poked two fingers into my pectorals.
"Hey," I exclaimed, "that tickles! You never said anything about touching."
"Huh?" she said, "Oh, sorry! I just I thought you would be just a little bit fat. But you're completely... solid. You must work out a lot." She ran her hands over me again.
"Only just enough to keep in shape for rugby. You think I want to be any bigger?"
"It's amazing," she said. "Oh, I almost forgot..."
Beth stepped back, yanked her own top off and stood before me exposed. She didn't need a bra.
"I said you didn't have to do that," I exclaimed, while eyeing her topless form.
"It's only fair. You showed me yours." She smiled and stuck out her chest in the same Superman pose.
As I suspected, she wasn't completely flat. She had smooth shallow mounds and larger than expected areola and nipples, as if they were somehow trying to compensate for her lack of breast size.
Then, impulsively, Beth grabbed both of my hands and guided them to her tits.
"I touched you, so it's only fair," she said.
Her modest mounds were warm and very firm. Instinctively I started massaging them with my palms, studying them, and enjoying the sensation. My hands looked gigantic on her narrow chest.
As I massaged her, Beth's breathing became deeper and I noticed her getting flushed. Suddenly she pulled away and covered herself with her arms.
"Sorry," I said.
"No, it's fine. It's just... I don't have much, but what’s there is really sensitive."
She dropped her hands to her sides, and we stood facing each other in silence. She looked lower, then turned her head to hide a little smile.
"What's so funny?"
She looked back, amused. "Nothing. You look amazing. I just had a thought about... what the rest of you looks like." She blushed. "I know. I'm awful."
I shook my head, "You're something, all right. That would be going just a little too far, though."
"Show me yours and I'll show you mine?" She looked at me playfully.
"Very funny, Beth. But I think it's time we called it a night before things get out of hand."
Beth looked me up and down. She took a deep breath she, quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them and her underwear to her ankles. She stood up, now completely naked, and put her hands behind her back. She looked up at the ceiling, biting her lip.
"Beth! What the hell?"
She shrugged. "It was my turn to go first."
She stood before me completely naked, trying to look brave but I could see in her face she was nervous.
It was my turn to stare. Her hips were wider than I expected. Her flat little tummy lead to a sweet little trimmed pussy. I could see little lips peeking between the wide gap between her legs. Beth looked so fragile and vulnerable as she stood there, yet stood defiant as she let me examine her. She looked absolutely adorable and, at the same time, absolutely sexy.
She said, "I know I'm not much to look at..."
"You're beautiful. Just... beautiful."
Surprise, then delight flitted across her expressive face. Then she looked down at my pants then back to me. She lifted her eyebrows expectantly.
I laughed. "Well, this has to be the strangest evening I've had in while. Okay, whatever. You win."
I undid my own pants and let them drop, then quickly shucked off my shorts and kicked them across the floor.
"There," I said. "Happy?"
Beth acted as if a spotlight was shining into her eyes. She blinked and turned away, then looked back a second later only to turn away again. Finally, she stood just staring at my cock.
"That's... I've never... how the hell… you're huge."
I shrugged. "I'm a big guy. When you're big, everything is big in proportion. Well, except maybe for my ears. I always thought they were a little small."
Beth tore her eyes away from my dick and looked at me blankly. "Your... ears?"
I smiled and shook my head. "That was a joke, Beth. Just trying to lighten the mood. Are you okay? You seem a little out of it."
"What? Uh, I'm okay," she said, staring at my crotch again. "But that's just... obscene. Terrifying. You could never fit in..." She shook her head and blinked, then subconsciously put a hand over her pussy.
The image of me working my way into her little body flashed into my head, along with the realization that she was thinking exactly the same thing. Before I could control my thoughts, my dick sprang to full erection so quickly that it hurt.
Beth gasped and stepped back. "Oh... God," she breathed. She dropped her hand away from her crotch as she stared.
"Sorry," I said, covering myself with my hand. "You know these things… they have a mind of their own, right?"
Beth moved close and pulled my hand away, her eyes never once leaving my dick. "Well, that settles it," she said.
"What?"
"I guess you really do think I'm attractive."
We stood for a moment looking at each other's bodies. How could she be both completely adorable and also the sexiest women I'd ever seen? Half of me felt an urge to hug her and protect her from the world. The other half of me wanted to grab her and fuck her senseless.
When our eyes met, there was no question of what we both wanted and what we were going to do next. I bent to kiss her at the same moment she stretched up to kiss me. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I picked her up. She was so light, and her skin was so warm against mine.
She directed me to her bedroom. I said, "This is a bad idea."
"Probably," she said. But her eyes never once left my face.
"I mean it, Beth. I could lose control. I could hurt you."
"You won't hurt me. Not you."
I laid her on her bed. She stretched her arms above her. Her blue eyes looked me over and I could see her breathing with excitement. She looked so small and vulnerable on the huge bed, though I knew she had a core of steel.
"Beth, if we're really going to do this, you'd better be on top. I don't want to crush you."
"No," she breathed. "I want to feel you on top of me. It'll be okay. I'm tougher than I look."
I gently lay beside her. "Are you going to turn off the lights?"
"I want to see you. Don't you want to see me?"
"More than anything, Beth."
I quickly slid down and put my face between her legs. Even there she was tiny: just a sweet little opening with trim little outer lips. I worried again how she could possibly take me.
"Hey! You don't have to... uuhhh."
I took a long, loving lick of her entire slit from bottom to top, and then paused to nuzzle her clit very lightly.
Beth grabbed the sides of my head and tried to push my face into her. I resisted, just giving her little licks and nips. Beth bucked and made sweet little "uh" sounds and happy sighs as I teased her. When I gently pushed two fingers inside, she froze as she felt me penetrate her then angled her hips to allow me deeper.
I thought she was animated when she talked, but in bed she was beyond expressive. It always takes a few times to learn what a new partner likes, but it was not that way with Beth. It was so easy read her as I played with her: what she liked, what she REALLY liked, and what didn't do much of anything for her. She flopped around and bucked, panting and mewling, petting my head, guiding me where she wanted me most.
Beth only stopped moving when she came. I heard a surprised intake of breath, which she held as she started contracting around my fingers.
I stayed still until her climax receded and she relaxed. She let out an explosive breath and lay limp with eyes closed. When she finally opened them, she blinked then fixed me with lidded eyes.
She smirked weakly and said, "well, that was... completely adequate."
I chuckled. "Well, thanks. I'll do better next time."
"You better." She pulled me up on top of her. "Now, please... fuck me."
She hooked her arms under her knees to draw her legs up, completely exposing herself and surrendering to everything I wanted to do to her.
We both looked down. My huge frame hulked over her petite body. My dick looked gigantic and immensely threatening poised between her widely spread legs, throbbing and eager to invade her tiny opening.
We looked into each other's eyes as she reached down to guide me into her.
The head popped inside then Beth gave a little yip as I pushed forward just a little. I started to pull back, but she grabbed my ass and said, "Don't! Just... ahh… let me get used to you."
I tried not to move. It was agony trying to suppress the instinct to push in further. Beth seemed to have the same problem: her hips were pushing back at me ever so slightly.
After a few moments, she pushed on my ass and tilted her hips. I sank just a little deeper.
"Uh!" Beth froze in obvious pain.
"I'm hurting you, Beth. This isn't going to work."
I started to pull back but she hissed, "Don't you dare! I can do this. We just need to take it slow."
There wasn't any other way to take it. She was so tight it was uncomfortable. I cringed to think how much worse it must have felt to her. However, from the way she was sighing and wriggling it didn't seem like she minded that much.
I worked back and forth, stretching her open as carefully as I could. Beth guided me with her hands, letting me know when to stop and when she was ready for more.
It took a very long while, but eventually we looked into each other's eyes when we felt myself lodged firmly against the end of her excruciatingly tight passage. It seemed like half of me was still outside her body.
Beth inhaled sharply when I gently pushed just a little further. "Just stay there for a bit." She wriggled from side to side. I didn't dare move, afraid to cause any more pain.
She held my face and looked at me with shining eyes. "You're in me! I've got you in me."
"I hurt you."
She kissed me. "It's okay. I just need to get used to you. We might have to do this a few hundred more times." She wiggled more, feeling my girth stretching her wide. "You can lay on me, you know."
I had been keeping all my weight on my arms, trying not to crush her. Beth guided me down gently until I was putting most of my full weight on her. She sighed.
"That's better. Now I can feel you on me, and in me." She smiled.
We lay together not moving for several minutes. We didn't say anything, just caressed each other and looked into each other's eyes as she got used to the sensation of me stuffed deep inside her.
Eventually, Beth took a deep breath. I felt her loosen just a little inside.
She said. "You can start fucking me now. Just... a little slow, okay?"
Experimentally, I withdrew a little then pushed back in.
Beth gave a deep "Huuh!" and clutched me to her. "Yes! Do it!"
I slowly started taking her, pulled back further each time and sinking back in. She felt a little looser, slightly more able to accept me, but was still disturbingly tight.
We worked at it for a while. Beth clung to me, groaning and sighing, wriggling and pushing her hips back at me. Her head and body flopped and twisted as I took her as gently as I could.
She was too tight, and I was so preoccupied about losing control and hurting her for it to be really enjoyable that first time. Regardless, Beth was a delight. Wave after wave of emotion and feeling washed across her beautiful face: concentration, astonishment, joy, pain, satisfaction and a flurry of others were there to see, all raw and unfiltered.
Soon I saw Beth's emotions being overtaken by a single one: wild need. She concentrated on working me in and out of her as she groan and grunted and wriggled against me. She reached down with one hand to rub her clit then arched her back and gasped. Her mouth fell open and her eyebrows rose as she came, her lidded eyes losing focus, head lolling to the side. With each contraction, I could see her wince just a little with renewed pain.
I couldn't hold back any and began pumping cum into her tiny body. Soon I felt it leaking all around my dick: there just wasn't any more room inside her tight passage.
We lay coupled for a few moments as we recovered then I rolled to the side to give her some relief from my weight. Beth clung and rolled with me until she was on top, still tightly impaled on my cock.
She lay against me and idly stroked my chest. I stroked her hair and ran my hand along her smooth warm back to her round little bum. I look down to see her blue eyes shining back at me.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Mmmm. I feel like I just lost my virginity all over again."
"I told you it wasn't a good idea, Beth. I didn't want to hurt you."
She laid her head against my chest. "It only hurt a little. Now it feels wonderful. I've never felt so full. So... complete. And so completely taken." She paused. "I could lay here like this with you forever."
I kept stroking her back and her bum, marveling at her smooth warm skin and incredible feel of her compact body.
Beth wriggled, stirring my half-hard cock still buried inside her. "I'm all squishy. It feels like you put a gallon of cum in me. Good thing you're still plugging me to keep it inside."
I started getting hard again. She felt it and looked up at me. "Oh? Ready again so soon?"
"We should take it easy."
"Nope," she said pushing herself up with her arms. "You lay back and let me fuck you. I think I can get you deeper."
With that, Beth started to ride me. This time she didn't look into my eyes. She was too fascinated looking down between us at the sight of me stretching her to the limit as she impaled herself on me again and again.
She worked like it was her mission in life to get all of me into her. She rolled her hips and rocked back and forth then she paused, took a calm breath and somehow pushed herself down even further. Eventually she had me completely inside.
Beth looked at me in triumph, then closed her eyes to bask in the feeling. I reached up to massage her sensitive breasts, and she started rocking, keeping me deep and just stirring me within her. Her breathing became rapid and more ragged. It didn't take long until I grabbed her hips and filled her with cum a second time.
Beth felt me throbbing inside her and looked at me with happy satisfaction.
After I had finally softened completely, she rolled off and nestled against my side.
I said, "I don't know how you did that."
"It's all in the hips, baby" she said. "All in the hips."
We lay there caressing each other. Beth said "Can you stay with me tonight?"
"I'd like that."
"We have to be quiet, though. I don't want my roommate to know."
"Embarrassed about me?"
"What? No! Are you kidding? It's just... it's better if she doesn't know I brought someone home. She'll be out really late tonight, so she'll sleep in tomorrow. I can smuggle you out in the morning. Hey, we can go out for breakfast! Though, you might have to carry me."
"Why?"
Beth pushed herself against my leg. "Because if you fuck me any more tonight I won't be able to walk." She grinned.
I hugged her then excused myself to find the bathroom.
When I finished in the bathroom and walked into the hall, there was a noise. I turned. There at the end of the hall stood Beth's roommate, still in her coat, keys to the apartment in her hand. She looked at my naked form and then fled out of view.
When I got back into bed, I said, "Your roommate is home."
"Oh? How do you know?"
"She saw me."
"Uh oh," said Beth, "Now she'll want to join us."
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