"Oh, now you're just being mean. Sarah?"
"Right, honey, Shrink, 24:1...."
"Oh, insubordination, eh? All right, well, I suppose I could continue the story. I mean, if you want me to."
Sarah lowered her hand, and said, "Well, Jake, I think we were getting to the good part, right?"
D.X. closed his eyes, smiled, and said, "Right."
* * *
"I'M GAME IF YOU ARE," she said, smiling.
I swallowed hard.
Now, you have to understand, at the time I was pretty inexperienced with women. That is to say, I essentially had no experience with women. In my life to that point, I'd gotten to the make-out stage of a relationship, and no farther. More to the point, as I had stated earlier, Liz was way out of my league.
To say I was daunted was an understatement.
"Um...well, I mean...uh...yes?"
She giggled loudly. "OKAY, LITTLE ONE. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO START?"
"Well...." I goggled. I had little enough idea of where I'd start with a girl my own scale.
"TELL YOU WHAT. LET'S COME OVER TO MY BED, AND I'LL GIVE YOU SOME IDEA OF WHERE TO BEGIN, OKAY?"
"That sounds good," I allowed, as she grabbed me and carried me over.
She laid back and rested me on her stomach, her face obscured by her breasts momentarily, before she lifted herself up on her elbows. "WELL, FIRST THINGS FIRST. WE NEED TO BE UNDRESSED. I'LL UNDRESS YOU FIRST, OKAY?"
She didn't wait for my response. Instead, she lifted me, and carefully removed the little wisp of fabric that had passed for my clothes. She looked me over, and giggled at the proof of my ardor. "SO APPARENTLY YOU ARE ATTRACTED TO ME?"
I laughed self-consciously. "I don't know how anyone could fail to be."
Her laugh turned into another emotion, still happy, still pleasant, but much more subdued. "YOU'RE SWEET, YOU KNOW. OKAY, NOW YOUR TURN TO UNDRESS ME."
"Um...." She set me back onto her stomach, and laughed again. "WHY DON'T YOU START WITH MY SOCKS?"
Well, this was an impossible task, but I decided I would give it the old college try. Carefully, I started walking toward her feet. Occasionally, a laugh from Liz would knock me down, but each time I got back up again, and continued.
Presently, I reached her jeans. Tenatively, I pulled myself onto the denim, realizing full well just how close I was to her vagina. I looked down at her feet, still well over ten yards distance away. I weighed my options, and decided the most expedient way to them was also the most fun.
Ever-mindful that I may quickly be dealing with a perturbed giantess, I moved towards the zipper of her jeans, and reversing course, carefully climbed down onto the bed below. I heard a surprised gasp, and then the body I climbed down shook slightly as she sighed happily.
I stood in a valley between two denim-covered thighs. I jogged the length of the legs quickly, and then stopped as I saw her foot.
The white socks encased feet far bigger than I. I looked at the soles, covered in dust and grime from a day of wear. How in the name of Jebus was I supposed to do this?
I decided that maybe I'd have a shot if I started rolling them down. That this was but the first sock and I had no shot at actually disrobing Liz in her entirety did not register with me.
Carefully, I pulled myself up inside the leg of her jeans. I reached the end of the socks, and pushing with all my might, I moved the sock about a quarter-inch. I tried again, with similar results. After a few minutes of this, I heard a gale of laughter. Liz pulled her pant leg up enough to see me, and laughed again.
"LITTLE ONE, I DON'T WANT YOU WEARING YOURSELF OUT ON MY SOCKS. I WANT YOU WEARNG YOURSELF OUT IN OTHER PLACES. HMM...I TELL YOU WHAT, YOU JUST REST HERE ON THE BED. I HAVE AN IDEA."
Liz carefully got up and walked to the middle of the room, facing me. She thought a second, then walked over to her boom box and started playing some music--Enigma, I think it was. Then she walked back to the middle of the room, gave me a wink, and started dancing.
It was but a few seconds before she slowly, seductively removed her shirt.
I marveled as I watched this giantess going through a striptease. And I knew as I watched her that there had been no chance in Hell I ever could have disrobed her myself.
Watching her dance, I was quite okay with that.
When she was down to but her panties, she returned to the bed and sat down next to me. She swung her leg over me, and again I was in a valley between two thighs.
"COME BACK UP ONTO MY STOMACH," she purred.
The way there was obvious. I walked up to her white cotton panties and grabbed them carefully. They were slightly damp, and I could feel the blast-furnace heat of her vagina just millimeters from me. Trying to keep my mind clear, I climbed up the fabric, and walked onto Liz' bare stomach.
It was like nothing I could possibly describe--nothing at all. Her skin felt like a wrestling mat--but far sexier and softer than that. Below it, I could feel each flex of her abdominal muscles. I walked towards the foot-deep divot that was her navel, trying to determine what she wanted me to do next.
"KEEP WALKING," she said as I paused. So I did. Closer and closer to her mammoth, glorious breasts.
"PICK ONE," she said, "AND CLIMB ABOARD."
Carefully, I moved into the valley between her breasts. Choosing randomly, I began to slowly ascend her left breast. I climbed, and climbed, and climbed, and after a bit, I realized I wasn't getting anywhere. I stopped, and looked at the suddenly-much-larger Liz, who was grinning at me wickedly. "SORRY, LITTLE ONE, I COULDN'T RESIST. HERE, LET ME HELP YOU." She reached out a fingernail, and lifted my now-quarter-inch body up and onto her nipple.
I reached down and felt the nub, amazed at the level of detail I could see. Carefully, I caressed it, and then, I bent down to kiss it.
The whole world shook as Liz exhaled with pleasure. "THAT FEELS VERY NICE, LITTLE ONE. VERY NICE INDEED."
Suitably encouraged, I continued my ministrations, only more so. After a few minutes, I felt the nub shrinking beneath me as Liz expanded me again. Once I was back to four inches, she picked me up, and brought me to her face, and kissed me, hard.
Not that she hadn't kissed me before, but this was something else. She was furiously working me over with her lips and her tongue, which brought me perilously close to climax. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it any more, she suddenly slid me head first into her mouth.
I yelped as I found myself moving toward an open throat, and yelped again as the throat became larger, while Liz shrunk me to a more manageable size. Then, slowly, she began to roll me about her mouth with her tongue.
It was unbelievably erotic, her soft-rough tongue pushing me against the roof of her mouth, her breath surrounding me, literally the air I breathed. After a few minutes, she removed me, dripping and happy, and said, "SO...WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO ALL THE WAY?"
"Oh, my, yes," I said.
She lowered me back into the valley between her thighs. I noticed immediately that she'd removed what clothing she'd previously retained. Her labia stood in front of me like an immense gate. Even as she restored me to four inches tall, I knew that this was to be a daunting task.
Carefully, I stroked the outer lips, trying to figure out what to do. The moan I got in response told me I was on the right track. I slid my hands along the slit, until they reached beneath the hood that shrouded her clit.
I was standing on my tiptoes to reach it, until I stepped into her vagina for leverage. This caused my world to shake with feminine lust. It felt nice to me, too.
I strained to touch her clitoris, gently. This got me my most significant reaction yet, so I continued to massage it.
Suddenly, two fingers lifted me and plunged me feet first into Liz, leaving my head and shoulders facing upward, where I could continue working on her clit.
"SORRY TO SURPRISE YOU, HON, BUT...OOOH...."
The "Oooh" came when I immediately set back to work on her. Her vaginal muscles contracted, squeezing me seductively with viselike power. I was coated in her juices as I continued to work on her. After a few moments, I felt myself come, but I continued to work on her through my orgasm. A few moments later, she came, tightening her pussy and squeezing the breath out of me. I realized her entire pelvis was bucking with her release. Finally, her muscles relazed, and I could breathe again.
I lay back, surrounded by Liz, staring up through a field of red grasses at the ceiling of her dorm room. After a few minutes, she reached down and slid me out of her, bringing me up to her face. She laughed happily as she saw my wet, disheveled body. "OH, LITTLE ONE...YOU WERE RIGHT. THAT WAS FUN."
"Thanks," I said, awed at the beauty of my captress. "That was amazing."
She kissed me, gently, and laid me on her pillow. We stayed like that through the night, both of us asleep, both of us happy.
It was the best way to lose my virginity I could've imagined.
* * *
D.X. leaned back in his chair, a wistful look on his face.
"That sure was the good part," said Scott, who was eyeing Sarah with lust.
"Glad you enjoyed it," said Jake, checking his watch. "Now, if you will excuse me, I have to get my wife from the airport. You want to drop by later? I can tell you a bit more of the story, if you'd like."
"We'll be there," said Scott.
As D.X. left, Scott turned to Sarah and said, "So...four-and-a-half inches or so?"
Sarah just smiled. "I think someone's forgotten he's still got some punishment coming."
"Oh no," said Scott, beaming. "I'm counting on it."