Tiny Woman

A/N- hey, sex scene ahead. if you're offended, dont read. simple as that.


He slipped the strap off one of her shoulders, then the other. The garment pooled at her waist and revealed her ripe breasts. His hands were on them immediately, examining them by sight and touch as if there were going to be a test later. He lightly rolled the nipples between his fingers and thumbs as she arched into him, encouraging him to take them into his mouth, but he didn’t. He kissed along her jaw line instead, trailing kisses down her neck and sucking lightly. Not too much, he reminded himself, he had to be gentle…go slow
She arched into him, craving more, something- anything. She knew exactly what she needed and was sure he would give it to her, soon….oh please. She moaned and trailed her hand up to run her fingers through his hair. She gently guided his head down to her breast where he took the hint and began suckling eagerly. He laid her down on the bed, his body still flush against hers and worked the gown down her legs and onto the floor. He raised up briefly to slide her further up onto the bed but quickly resumed his ministrations.
His lips returned to hers and the kisses deepened, tongues clashing as she gripped his back. His hands roamed freely over her torso but quickly wandered down to her crotch where his hand was met by a pair of plain white panties. A quick touch assured him they were indeed soaked and he nearly came in his boxers. Instead, he focused his attention completely on her body as he slid down to pull the panties gently off her hips. He kissed and caressed the fading bruises on her hips as the panties slid further and further off her legs and were soon discarded on the floor.
His head moved to the apex of her thighs and he paused, completely rigid, and the sight that met him there. How could he possibly have missed this before?! She was always like this in his fantasies, but to see it before him was a shock. He glanced up at her face to see her eyes closed and her body pressing into his touch. He quickly lowered his lips to her hairless sex and licked the smooth skin before him.
He spread her folds wide and lapped up the juices as if he were starving before quickly turning his attentions to her secret nub. His cock was aching at the little mewing noises she was making as she wiggled her body against his. Her body felt like it was on fire, and she wanted nothing more than to burst into flames. She was barely conscious of her own actions as she tangled her fingers in his hair, urging him on.
All too soon the warm mouth was gone and she whimpered at the loss until she felt something at her entrance. Her eyes snapped open and locked into his eyes. He slid up closer to be face to face, smoothing her hair with his left hand. “Its ok,” he murmured into her neck, “just my finger.” The long digit slid easily inside her tight passage, exploring, seeking. Then, suddenly, he hooked his finger up to where he knew it would be all along.
Her body exploded, quaking and shaking and squeezing around his probing finger, now coated in her juices and come. His eyes never left hers ad he lifted the finger to his mouth and sucked gently. She was almost recovered from her orgasm as he shifted between her legs, cock nudging at her entrance. When had he lost his boxers? She thought lazily, before realizing what it meant. He was going to….oh God!
Panic threatened to override her desire as he leaned down to kiss her gently. “I’m going to enter you slowly, ok? Its going to hurt, I’m sorry, baby. But I’ll make it up to you, I promise. Ok?” He sucked on her neck, obviously waiting for an answer.
“Please….” Her voice quivered, body aching for more. He took that as consent and began sliding his hot, thick cock slowly into her, seeking her barrier. He paused halfway, puzzled at not finding one. He looked at her questioningly. “I never had one,” she admitted, “some girls don’t. you wont hurt me, I promise.” Overjoyed at the prospect of having a virgin, but not causing pain, he withdrew and then slid in completely.
She cried out at the unfamiliar fullness as he slid smoothly in. He barely paused for her to adjust, the tight warmth was too much to resist. He began slowly, withdrawing almost completely then sliding slowly back in, enjoying the tightness. It wasn’t enough for either of them, he knew, and began to set a more steady pace.
She was lost in a swirl of sensations building in her sex. She began to buck, crying out with every stroke, racing towards completion. His pelvis ground into her clit, causing her to thrash wildly. Hugging her shoulder with one arm and the other holding her lower back and ass, angling her up to meet his strokes, he covered her completely, holding her still. She cried out in frustration, but he noted, somewhere in the part of his brain that still functioned, that the confinement made her even wetter.
Experimentally, he pushed one stroke in harder than he had intended and she moaned, murmuring “oh god yes”. Why the little slut! He thought before abandoning thought and slamming into her as hard and as fast as he always wanted to. Gripping her hips and lifting them to meet him he rode her rough, feeling it building. Her passage began to spasm and tighten and she soaked him in come as she came with a shout. Her orgasm threw him over the edge and he thrust wildly, pumping come into her with a howl.


A/N.....so....should i write more? more smut or more plot? i got both!
and please feed the author's ego...its hungry! lol