Have you ever had an irrational fear? Something that no matter how many times people told you it was foolish to be scared, when you were placed in a situation, an uncomfortable chill set in.
My fear was not so much the fear of small girls. But the fear that I would somehow manage to hurt or crush or demolish or break apart one of them should they ever try to do any activity with me besides polite conversation.
So it's your average day on the college campus my sophomore year. When this short girl stares at me from afar. And, of course, unlucky for me, my final destination takes me right past where she's standing.
"You're that boy from this Saturday!" She says at me when I get close.
"What?" I can hardly even remember what the fuck I did on that Saturday, especially some encounter with some girl who couldn't be more than 5 feet tall.
"Yeah you remember me right? I'm Robert's friend Dalia!"
She had medium length curly black hair, good sized tits and a sexy ass. She was clearly Italian. And she was clearly undressing me with her eyes as we spoke.
"Ohhhh yeah, I remember you, Robert's friend, right right now it's all coming together." I lie to her. "Sorry I was pretty fucked up this weekend."
So we continue the small talk and even though she's small, she's cute as fuck and I'm always horny. So I invite her up to my room to hangout sometime. Which she says she'd love to whenever she gets some free time. Then she gives me her number and is off on her way.
Thursday night rolls around. It's like 9:30pm. I'm bored as fuck in my room alone, and my phone rings. It's her. She says she's lonely and wants to come hangout. I tell her to come by and she does and we put a movie on. She of course picks a comedy on Netflix. I don't really care. I'm just glad I have a sexy girl with me in my bed wearing a tight little outfit with a top with a huge V showing off her impressively perky breasts.
We're snuggling and the movie goes on and we're laughing at all the funny parts. Suddenly it gets to that moment where we both make eye contact and neither of us wants to look away. It's time for me to make my move. I lean in and kiss her. She kisses me back and we start making out real slow and intimately. She then tries to climb on top of me but I'm a little hesitant because she's so small. She's barely able to straddle me. Suddenly though she grabs my hands and puts them on her ass. And all the worrying and hesitance goes away in a second. All I can feel is that tight sexy ass in my hands and her tongue rubbing mine. She's nervous though. She's only been with one other guy, and apparently he wasn't very good. So she was very inexperienced. I fixed that for her. When we finally got each other's clothes off I fucked her in 3 positions. She had only ever done missionary before. So I wanted to be nice and start it off slow. I put her on top and let her ride me. Her tight little pussy almost put me in a coma! Grabbing her hips and guiding how she rode me so she got a feel for how it was supposed to be done. Then I bent her over doggy style and she was nervous until she felt me slip inside her. Then she was grinding me like a mad woman. I was the first person to make her have an orgasm. And after that. She was over every other day.
I never thought I would ever be interested in such a short petite girl. I thought I would break them. Fucking so hard that I hurt them somehow. This girl could take me all day. And loved every minute of it.
She even came over while my roommate was asleep and we had sex while he was passed out. He never even woke up despite her crazy instinctual moans.
She turned me into a man that liked and could fuck short women. And I turned her into a full time freak.
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~ The Panty Raider
My fear was not so much the fear of small girls. But the fear that I would somehow manage to hurt or crush or demolish or break apart one of them should they ever try to do any activity with me besides polite conversation.
So it's your average day on the college campus my sophomore year. When this short girl stares at me from afar. And, of course, unlucky for me, my final destination takes me right past where she's standing.
"You're that boy from this Saturday!" She says at me when I get close.
"What?" I can hardly even remember what the fuck I did on that Saturday, especially some encounter with some girl who couldn't be more than 5 feet tall.
"Yeah you remember me right? I'm Robert's friend Dalia!"
She had medium length curly black hair, good sized tits and a sexy ass. She was clearly Italian. And she was clearly undressing me with her eyes as we spoke.
"Ohhhh yeah, I remember you, Robert's friend, right right now it's all coming together." I lie to her. "Sorry I was pretty fucked up this weekend."
So we continue the small talk and even though she's small, she's cute as fuck and I'm always horny. So I invite her up to my room to hangout sometime. Which she says she'd love to whenever she gets some free time. Then she gives me her number and is off on her way.
Thursday night rolls around. It's like 9:30pm. I'm bored as fuck in my room alone, and my phone rings. It's her. She says she's lonely and wants to come hangout. I tell her to come by and she does and we put a movie on. She of course picks a comedy on Netflix. I don't really care. I'm just glad I have a sexy girl with me in my bed wearing a tight little outfit with a top with a huge V showing off her impressively perky breasts.
We're snuggling and the movie goes on and we're laughing at all the funny parts. Suddenly it gets to that moment where we both make eye contact and neither of us wants to look away. It's time for me to make my move. I lean in and kiss her. She kisses me back and we start making out real slow and intimately. She then tries to climb on top of me but I'm a little hesitant because she's so small. She's barely able to straddle me. Suddenly though she grabs my hands and puts them on her ass. And all the worrying and hesitance goes away in a second. All I can feel is that tight sexy ass in my hands and her tongue rubbing mine. She's nervous though. She's only been with one other guy, and apparently he wasn't very good. So she was very inexperienced. I fixed that for her. When we finally got each other's clothes off I fucked her in 3 positions. She had only ever done missionary before. So I wanted to be nice and start it off slow. I put her on top and let her ride me. Her tight little pussy almost put me in a coma! Grabbing her hips and guiding how she rode me so she got a feel for how it was supposed to be done. Then I bent her over doggy style and she was nervous until she felt me slip inside her. Then she was grinding me like a mad woman. I was the first person to make her have an orgasm. And after that. She was over every other day.
I never thought I would ever be interested in such a short petite girl. I thought I would break them. Fucking so hard that I hurt them somehow. This girl could take me all day. And loved every minute of it.
She even came over while my roommate was asleep and we had sex while he was passed out. He never even woke up despite her crazy instinctual moans.
She turned me into a man that liked and could fuck short women. And I turned her into a full time freak.
If you enjoyed this adventure please +1 and Follow me because I will be posting more stories very often. If you have any questions or comments or concerns please post them down below and I'll get back to you soon.
~ The Panty Raider
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