Submitting to the Giantess
He is so small, compared to her, but the giantess towers so and there is nothing else one little man can do but to submit to her kinky lust for him...
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Submitting to the Giantess
Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)
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A mini-story featuring erotic size difference play.
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“You’re beautiful, wonderful, glorious...”
He adored her. There was delight there, passion coursing through, a pounding in his heart that lifted and lifted for her. The giantess giggled boomingly, peering down at him, though she was already sitting. Maybe around the size of a three-storey house, though Samuel had never taken a moment to take note of that in its entirety, she was already sitting with her legs bent, bare feet flat on the sand, waves crashing on the beach not all that far away. They were hidden, at least somewhat, by towering dunes, but both man and giantess knew that there was a risk that they would be discovered.
The funny thing was that neither of them cared all that much about something like that. It didn’t matter to them when they were together, Samuel crawling up her legs with a blonde head of hair, a smile on his lips as he kissed his way all the way up her thick, voluptuous legs. It took him a fair amount of time, with how much larger than him she was, him just being a normal-sized man, though he had never had all that much muscle on him.
“Cutie... I think there’s a treat between my thighs for you...”
Oh, she was a tease but he would do anything for her, his blonde beauty, her hair falling perfectly straight and shimmering, long past her shoulders. Her ears were a little pointed as if there was elf-like blood in her, somewhere, but it was the dancing musicality of her eyes that had captivated him from the get-go. That was after, of course, he had taken in her enormity, the size of her, the rolling swell of her breasts. It wasn’t as if a giantess of her size, after all, was going to worry about him in the slightest or had more than a single thought about a man who did not feature in her world at all.
Yet...she did. Kadrienne murmured as his head reached the space between her thighs, though his bare, hard dick was not going to fit in her warm cavern. His fingers and hand, instead, pushed inside, her pussy lightly clad with hair, though it was not a thick bush, easily allowing him to squeeze deeper, first one arm and then the next disappearing inside her.
“Mmm... Yes, cutie, that’s what I want... Good man... Keep...ah...on...”
It was an order wrapped up in a suggestion but not something that she was going to hold back from, not even in that moment, rocking her hips barely, not wanting to throw him off. It was Samuel’s adoration of her that was most important, whimpering and twisting, his arms pushing back and forth, her passage closing around him. Alas, she was so large that there was nowhere near enough stimulation inside for her, passion mounting, whimpering and groaning softly in the back of her throat, though she came off as if she was striving to be deliberately loud even in that moment.
Samuel moaned, wriggling in closer, pressing his lips to her sex. It closed over his head, her soft folds parting gently for him, though there was plenty of space inside for him. It was a risk and one that he struggled to push through, fighting for breath even while he would have done it all over again, just to get that bliss of a high all over again. His hard shaft pulsed and drooled but his climax and delight was not her concern as Kadrienne moaned, lying back, letting her thick thighs spread for him to please her as she so deliriously delighted in.
“Yesss... Take me... More...”
It was not Samuel doing the taking, however, as he moaned and pressed deeper, head and shoulders disappearing into her love tunnel. He was there for her, there to please, squirming and wriggling, filling her with his body.
More... He blinked, seduced in the heated cavern of darkness, juices slick around him. He needed more. He was bare but he pushed on more, squirming inside, using his legs to push off, hips disappearing, her sex rippling around him, though Samuel could not tell whether she was deliberately trying to squeeze around him or not. Sometimes things like that were hard to tell when he was manually inserting himself into her pussy, letting only his calves stick out along with his feet, kicking and squirming, right where he wanted to be.
“Mmmph... Yes... Ohhh!”
Yet even he could not help but be swamped by her climax, her juices flowing freely, drowning him, covering him from head to toe. His orgasm came too, futile and weak in comparison while her walls massaged him, flexing and rippling around him as if she thought that there was something in him that her cunny could milk.
His body was there for her pleasure, lost in it, knowing nothing else but the warmth of her passage as he groaned out loud, his cries lost in her heat. She was so tight with him in there but it was made even more so with her orgasm pouring forth, pulling and closing around him, love and lust coursing through. There was no stopping it, not for Kadrienne and not for Samuel either, passion throbbing, pulsing, rippling and teasing. No sense of time tingled through for either of them, the darkness enveloping him, lost in the moment, nothing else existing for him but the taste of her, juices coating his head, swallowing him up, drowning him in the best kind of pleasure possible.
If there was anything left for Samuel in the outside world, it was not a place that he wanted to go, her fingers gripping his legs so that he did not completely disappear inside her, her pussy contracting around him again. She needed it, needed him, using his body as a living sex toy as she wiggled him back and forth just like she would a dildo.
Samuel moaned. No one heard him.
But he was right where he needed to be, inside the giantess.