Author’s Note: Hey everybody, I’ve been lurking around here for a long time and I’ve been kicking this idea around in my head for a while but this is my first ever contribution to the site. I hope you all like it!
Chapter 1: The First Date
Her name was Kaz’na. She was 22 years old. Works as a graphic designer, likes live music, cares about her family. Nothing too unusual. Oh, and she’s 3′ 9″, which is only a little on the short side since she was a goblin. A fact that didn’t come as a surprise given the vibrant shade of green in her profile pic. That was the first thing that caught my eye. How could it not be? The second thing was her smile and how it lit up her face. But still, even though they had started integrating themselves into human society, there was no way that could work right? And I had heard all of the stories of how goblins were. All those rumors about how they were so…I don’t know how to put it…sexually open? They would put out for anyone. Or so people say! As soon as the topic of goblins came up, all of the jokes would start flying, as long as a goblin wasn’t in earshot. It was what had kept them in isolation for so long, and it was a reputation they still hadn’t managed to shake. And that wasn’t what I was looking for! I wanted a relationship! I know, a naive thing to look for in a dating app, but as a twenty something professional in a city this was the primary outlet I had for meeting people. I wanted something substantial, not just some little green girl that would just offer up some no strings attached fun…right?
Besides, I had only been with human women, no demi-humans. They popped up rarely on dating sites, but I had still swiped left on my share of orcs, centaurs, beastkin and all the rest…although this was the first goblin I could recall. And there was something in those eyes…A certain light, both welcoming and challenging…I swiped to her next photo, a full body shot of Kaz’na at some sort of outdoor event, tight peach colored shorts and a white crop top baring the slight bulge of her belly and barely concealing the curves of her full breasts. Her arms were arched over her head and her mouth was open in a laugh, I couldn’t tell if she was posing or caught in the middle of dancing. I was immediately captivated by her form, she had all of the curves of a human woman just…shrunk. And those long pointed ears, extending a few inches from her head, were actually kinda cute… Before I could even reach a conscious decision, I had swiped right. Whoops! Oh well, it wasn’t like she would ever match with me, right? I was only average at best, so anything that relied on a first impression of my appearance would never be in my favor.
She matched with me a day later.
We exchanged small talk. She hadn’t been in the city long, she was the oldest of three, with a brother and a sister, she liked punk music and spicy food. This went on for a couple of days before I worked up the courage to ask her on an actual date.
“Yeah! I’d love to!” her response came instantly. My heart flipped.
I don’t know why I felt this way. I wasn’t a kid. I had been on first dates before. It wasn’t going to be anything special, but dinner at a local favorite of mine. Small plates, fancy cocktails with silly names. It’s a lot of fun. She was still unfamiliar with the area and she had never been. I told her I would need to correct that as soon as possible! And it was still totally casual! So why was I nervous? Why did I change my shirt three times? Why did I scroll through all of our messages, studying up so that I remembered all of the scant details I had gleaned about who Kaz’na was? Maybe it was just because she was a goblin. Maybe that alone made the experience new enough that it put me on edge. I don’t know. Whatever it was, I found myself in the entrance of the restaurant.
It was ten minutes before we were supposed to meet but she had already texted me 5 minutes earlier to let me know she had grabbed a booth. I made the decision to walk from my condo to help burn off some of my excess nervous energy but I broke into something resembling a half-jog when I got that text.
I took a moment to catch my breath before scanning the restaurant for Kaz’na. It didn’t take long to find her. That bright green skin stood out among the otherwise human crowd. There she was. Her eyes caught mine and her face lit up. She gave a little wave to beckon me over. I returned the smile and did my best to maintain a steady pace as I walked over to her.
“Hey, Kaz’na, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting!” Cliche line, but it was my honest sentiment.
“Don’t worry about it, Jesse! I always turn up places early. And it’s actually pronounced “Kahz-nuh”.” Oh man, that was something I had completely overlooked. You should have known how to pronounce her dang name! Idiot! I punched myself, mentally.
“Oh! I’m so sorry!” I could feel myself blushing.
“Don’t worry about it! I know it’s not a common name around here,” she laughed it off. Her voice was bright, with just a hint of that signature rasp that was common to goblins.
As I sat down across from her and got to see her up close, I lost my breath all over again. She looked fantastic. Her dark hair was teased in a wave and held by a black band. She wore dark smokey eyeshadow and lipstick and her long pointed ears were adorned with two silver studs near each tip. And that was just her face. My eye was next drawn to the ample green cleavage revealed by the form fitting deep purple cocktail dress she was wearing. I had some idea of her figure from the full body pic on her profile, but seeing her in the flesh was something else entirely. Her bust would have been perfectly fitting on a human woman two feet taller than her. On her small frame, though, they were the stuff of my teenage fantasies. That was all I could see over the table, but I’m sure the rest would have been just as mesmerizing. I thought I was taking a surreptitious glance, but it must have been something closer to a drooling stare. She caught me.
Kaz’na brought her arms in, slyly pressing her breasts together. “I know, I might have gone a little overboard. But I’ve been busy with work and this was my first time out in a while so I really wanted to take advantage of the excuse to dress up. And then I mentioned to my sister that I was going out and she insisted on doing my hair…It’s too much, isn’t it?” She ducked her head, shyly.
“No! It’s not too much at all. You look…great. Really!” So smooth, as always.
“Aw, thank you. I’ll let my sister know that all her fussing wasn’t wasted!”
“Want anything to drink?” I knew I did.
“Way ahead of you!” With perfect timing, a waitress placed a thin tall glass of something blue and fizzy into Kaz’na’s outstretched hand.
“…And I told him, “No, I know how tall I am but I’m pretty sure I’m not a child! And he made me pull out my ID and everything. But like, look at this!” She gestured to her perfectly full figured body. “Like, imagine seeing this and thinking “Hmm…I think she needs a foot or two to be allowed into a club!” I was about to climb up there and slap some sense into him!” She smacked the table for emphasis and I couldn’t resist laughing if I wanted to!
“Oh my god! I can just imagine you doing it, too!”
We were a few drinks in and from what I could tell in my inebriated state, it was going great! Over some delicious pork dumplings and street corn fritters, Kaz’na told me about how she moved her from Gohlmia, the goblin homeland, when she was 6 years old and so she had only faint memories of it. Her family had moved into the city a few months back so her brother and sister could be closer to their school of choice. The town she had been living in was much more rural so it was taking some getting used to but so far she was enjoying the energy of the city.
“I know, I must sound like such a hick. But I still can’t get over how on any given day there’ll be like an art fair or a concert or something totally unexpected! I love it! And I meet someone new every day. I’ve never seen so many different species. We were just about the only goblin family back home so it’s nice not always having to look up when I’m talking to someone. Not to mention that there are actually clothing stores that cater to the short but stacked gal.”
Her enthusiasm was infectious. I had lived here for a few years and had become pretty jaded to the experience. Where I saw the constant inconvenience of noise and traffic, she saw endless opportunity.
“Haha, well I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. Yeah, it was hard for me to get used to it when I first got here, too. But coming from a town so small that everyone knows everyone else it felt kind of…freeing to be somewhere where I could be anonymous. And if I had never moved here I would have never met you.” I placed my hand on hers. My hand dwarfed hers. She was so soft and warm.
“Aww, that’s sweet but you don’t even know me.” She ran her thumb along mine.
“Maybe not yet, but I know I’d like to.”
“Is that so?” She leaned across the table and her eyes narrowed flirtatiously. “How about we head somewhere a little more quiet and get to know each other better then?”
“Sounds good. Have any place in mind?”
“Actually, I do! You introduced me to one of your favorite spots so I was
thinking I could return the favor. It’s a little goblin owned dive bar a few blocks over. I love it!” She squeezed my hand and I felt like I already loved it too.
“Oh cool, yeah I’m down to check it out.” I signalled our waitress for the check.
After the obligatory back and forth, I insisted that I cover the tab and Kaz’na accepted on the condition that she would pay for the drinks at the next place.
“Ready to go?” Kaz’na asked.
“Lead the way!”
As Kaz’na slid her way out of the booth and hopped down to her feet I noticed the full magnitude of our height disparity for the first time. Her head came to just above my belt line. Something didn’t add up. I looked at the place where she was sitting and saw a discreet cushion that must have been responsible for allowing her to sit comfortably at eye level with me. She followed my gaze and immediately flushed with embarrassment.
“Heh, you caught me. I like to show up early to places so I can ask for a…booster seat,” she mumbled to the floor.
“Oh, don’t worry about it,” I brushed it off. “I usually show up early to places because I’ll figure I’ll get lost on the way.”
She laughed. “As long as it’s not a shock to you that I’m only half your size!” She shoved me playfully as we walked to the door.
“You know, I suspected something but I thought it might be rude to mention it!” I took her hand and we left the restaurant.
On the walk to the bar, I could barely think of anything beyond how good her hand felt in mine. I pointed out other locations of interest that Kaz’na should check out but my only concern was how natural it felt to be walking and talking with her. After a few minutes we arrived at our destination, a red brick building with recessed windows emblazoned with a sign reading “The Gulch”.
“Here it is! Fun fact, it’s named after the owner, Gul’chah. He wanted it to be “Gul’chah’s” but after folks kept mishearing the name he decided to just roll with it. So you’re not the only one that isn’t an expert on goblin names,” she teased, nudging me with her hip.
“Thanks for reminding me, I almost forgot that embarrassing thing that happened an hour ago.” I nudged her back.
She led me into the aged establishment and I spent a moment taking it in. It was run down, but in a comforting way. It reminded me of the friends’ basements in which I had wasted much of my high school years. It was about half full, with a crowd mostly consisting of mostly demi-humans, many of the smaller varieties. Save for an orc couple in the corner, I was among the tallest people there.
We took a couple of seats at the far edge of the bar and were promptly greeted by a bubbly goblin bartender. Her hair was dyed a vibrant blue and pulled back into a pair of long braids. She had a pair of snakebite piercings in her lower lip and a series of rings in each ear. She wore a low slung sleeveless t-shirt that showed off a generous view of her cleavage which must bring in an equally generous boost to her tips. She recognized Kaz’na and introduced herself as Murn’kul, but she went by Murnie. She gave me a quick look up and down and her expression seemed to signify that she approved. I couldn’t help but return the favor and give her a quick scan to confirm that if I wasn’t already with a beautiful date I could see myself spending some time chatting her up.
Kaz’na took the initiative and ordered us two house whiskies. It was my turn to be inconvenienced by the seating arrangements as the stools at the bar were at least a foot higher than I would find comfortable, leaving me to hunch over the bar like a gargoyle. Kaz’na watched me suffer in silence for a moment before she could no longer hold back her laughter.
“If you’re having some trouble with the seat, there’s a lever on the side that can lower it, big guy! Like a salon chair.” She helpfully explained in between giggling. A brief bit of fumbling with a creaky lever later, I was now at an appropriate height to resume casually leaning on the bar counter and looking my beautiful date in the eye.
“In my defense, I’ve never seen something like that at a bar!” I said in my best attempt to play it off.
“Consider it an example of goblin ingenuity!” She punctuated her boast with a sip of her drink. I followed suit and had to resist the urge to recoil. I was unfamiliar with goblin liquor but it seemed like especially powerful stuff.
“Hooo yeah,” Kaz’na exhaled. “That’s what I needed.”
“Oh yeah.” I suppressed a cough. “That’s good stuff.”
“So…about getting to know each other better. Why did you ask me out?” She shifted towards me, focusing on me with her full attention.
“Why? What do you mean?”
“I mean…you didn’t have to ask me out but you did. What made you do that? What did you want to get out of it?” Her tone was casual, but I couldn’t help but feel like I was being interrogated.
“Oh…,” I thought for a moment. I didn’t know that I could verbalize what motivated me to meet up with her. “Well, I thought you were cute and I liked talking with you and I wanted to see you and talk to you in person.” It wasn’t smooth, but it was the truth.
“Aww, you are so sweet. But I feel like there has to be something else. Have you ever dated a goblin before?” She placed her hand on my knee.
“Really, cause I saw how you looked at Murnie just now and I figured you must have a type,” she said, in a mock-accusatory voice.
“What? Oh, yeah I mean she’s pretty I guess but-“
“I’m kidding!” She mercifully cut off the apology I was stumbling over. “I know you’re here with me. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t one of those guys with “green fever”.”
“Yeah, you know. The type that will chase after any goblin or orc just because they’re “exotic” or whatever.” Her voice was dripping with disgust and she took another swig of her drink.
“Are there actually guys like that?”
“Oh yeah! Like you wouldn’t believe. And they have the nerve to act like it should be a compliment! Like, “your skin color gives me a boner, now touch it please!” Ugh!.” It was clear by the volume of her voice that the alcohol was really starting to hit her.
“Hahaha, well I assure you I am not one of those guys. There are plenty of other parts of you that give me a boner!” It was clear by how easily such a crass joke escaped my lips that the alcohol was also starting to hit me.
“Haha! What!? You’re so funny!” Kaz’na rocked in her seat from the force of her laughter.
“Ha! Yeah, it was just a joke! A real funny joke from me, the funny joke man!” A flawlessly executed escape.
“Really? Because I don’t think it was “just” a joke. I’m pretty sure I do turn you on.” Her voice lowered, becoming sultry and only a touch slurred. She slowly ran her fingers along my thigh. “I don’t think you wouldn’t have asked me out if I didn’t. You said I was cute but I think you meant sexy.”
“Maybe you’re right.” I placed my hand on her hip. “You’re really good at reading people. But I think you owe me some answers. Why did you say yes when I asked you out? What were you looking for?” I don’t know if the confidence I was feeling was natural or due to the goblin whiskey coursing through my veins but I was going to ride it while it lasted.
“Ha, oh look at you turning it around me on me! Well let’s see…” Kaz’na put her finger on her chin in an exaggerated thinking pose. “I thought you had nice hair and a cute face and you said things that made me laugh. Oh and there was one other thing, but it’s a secret!” She moved her “thinking” finger to her mouth in a shushing gesture.
“A secret? Are you sure you can’t tell me? I promise I won’t tell!” I played along with her game, genuinely curious about what secret reason she could have for going on a date.
“Well if you promise…” She waved me toward her and I leaned in. Kaz’na cupped her hand around my ear and whispered, “I really wanted your cock.”
Her words sent a jolt of electricity through me. I was already at half mast from the feeling of her hand on my thigh but those words got my dick’s full attention.
“But it’s our little secret, right?” Kaz’na sat back on her stool and swirled the ice around in her glass.
“I–Uh–I,” I had never been given such a forward signal that a girl was good to go. My brain was having difficulty processing this information. I imagine this is what having a stroke must feel like.
“Are you trying to say that you’re ready to leave? And that we could head back to your place, you know, if I wanted to or whatever?” Kaz’na supplied, with a noncommittal shrug.
“Uhh…Yeah, that!” I sputtered.
“Then in that case, I’d love to. Oh wait, bottom’s up!” She drained the rest of her glass with a flourish and I followed suit. With a practiced motion, she pulled her wallet from her purse and left a few bills, more than enough to cover our drinks and a generous tip and hopped off her stool. I followed after her, trying my best to not step on her heels like an overeager puppy.
Murnie waved after us.
“Byeee! Have fun you twooo~!” The lilt in her voice made it obvious she knew our plans for the rest of the night.
We were only a few minutes walk from my condo. Kaz’na was walking so close to me that I could feel her breasts pressed against my hip. There wasn’t much talking this time. I think we were both caught up in the tension of the moment. This morning I wasn’t sure what this night would bring. And now I was about to ravage her tiny green body. I put my hand on her shoulder to keep her close.
We had made it to the corner across from my building when we were stopped at a crosswalk. Kaz’na took the opportunity to nuzzle into me, which only highlighted how her face was at exactly my crotch level. She looked up at me and I could tell her desires mirrored mine. We were so close to the privacy of my place but I couldn’t control myself. I dropped to one knee, tilted her chin up with my hand and kissed her. I was tentative at first. I knew she wanted me but I didn’t know how she felt about public displays of affection. Her stance became clear when she returned the kiss without hesitation. Her lips were so soft. I needed more. I slipped her some tongue and I felt hers dance across mine. She ran a hand along the messy stubble that I called a beard. I don’t know how long I would have stayed on that street corner making out with her if she hadn’t pulled away from me.
“Umm…” she took a second to catch her breath. “I think we can cross now.” She turned my head in the direction of the crossing light, which was already ticking down from 10 seconds.
“Oh shit!” With such a short amount of time to cross 4 lanes of traffic and with all conscious thought drained from me, I reflexively scooped Kaz’na up in my arms and jogged across the street carrying her.
“Ahhhh! Hahaha! What are you doing!?” She laughed hysterically, kicking her feet.
“Getting you to my place! What does it look like?” I answered, just as hysterically.
After the clumsy whirlwind of drunkenly fumbling for the keys and somehow unlocking the door with a wiggling armful of goblin we had finally made it to my humble home.
“And…here we are!” I lowered her to the ground as gently as I could with my compromise sense of balance.
“Oh wow, I love what you’ve done with the space!” Kaz’na surveyed the living room and I silently thanked my sister for the decorating consultation she gave me.
“Ha, thanks. I’d give you the tour right now but I need to piss like nothing else!” I explained as I hustled to the adjoining bathroom. Drunken bit of trivia about me: whenever I pee in a dream it goes on for like forever. Just thought I should let you know that so you would understand why this particular piss made me question whether or not I was awake. After relieving myself, I took a moment to psyche myself up.
“Alright, Jesse. You can do this. You’ve fucked before. Now just do that but to someone half the size and like 100 times hotter than anyone else you’ve ever been with!” I stared myself down in the mirror and by the look in my eye I could tell that I was at maximum confidence. I even indulged in the movie cliche of splashing cold water on my face for clarity. It didn’t work, it just left me with a wet face but it was worth a shot. Finally, after what must have been an uncomfortably long time for Kaz’na, I returned to the living room to find a jaw dropping sight.
“Oh, hey. Have fun in there?” Kaz’na greeted me coyly. She was standing in my living room, framed perfectly in the dim light. She had lost her dress and was clothed only in a matching set of lacy black bra and panties.They were sheer enough to provide a complete preview of her body, save for the strategically opaque areas covering her nipples and pussy. Her breasts looked just as immaculate beneath the dress. And without that thin layer of extra cloth I could fully appreciate the rest of her figure, how her hips flared out so dramatically from her waist. Even her belly, with just a pinchable layer of pudge, was jaw droppingly sexy. There wasn’t an inch of Kaz’na’s body that I didn’t want to kiss at that moment.
“Ohhhh…fuck.” I must have looked her up and down and back up again.
“Haha, I would ask if you like what you see, but I already know the answer. I was thinking I should just take it all off but with how much time I spent picking this out I wanted to make sure they were fully appreciated!” She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them even lower, revealing the very top of her closely trimmed bush.
“…Would you like to see the bedroom?”
“I think I would.”
I swooped in and picked her up for the second time that night.
“Ahhh! I could get used to this! I don’t need to walk anywhere, you can just whisk me away!” Kaz’na wrapped her legs around me and I took the opportunity to cop my first feel of her ass. It was spectacular. I carried her up the steps to my room while she planted kisses on my neck. I threw open the door and Kaz’na slid from my arms.
“I love what you’ve done with this space too! Or at least, what you’re going to do with it.” Kaz’na bit her lip. She was turning her seduction dial up to its maximum setting.
“Oh really? And what is that?” I brushed the hair from her face.
“I’m not exactly sure, but I know it will involve this!” Kaz’na groped at the bulge in my jeans. She slid the zipper down before pulling down my pants and revealing my hard dick. It sprung out, nearly slapping Kaz’na in the nose. I’m not the best endowed man in the world (I’ve never gotten any complaints, but I’m not about to have a promising career in porn) but this was the first time I felt huge. My cock was longer than her forearm. If I was in any condition to think with my brain rather than my balls, I’d be seriously worried about what a dick this size would do to her.
“Well hello there! One advantage of dating tall guys is I’m just the right size for what matters.” She took it in her hand and tenderly kissed the head. “Oh yeah, I can work with this. I’m going to treat you so good,” she whispered huskily.
“Are you talking to me or my dick?”
“Hmm…” I could feel her hum buzz through my dick. “Let’s say it was both.” She stroked it, slowly, sensually before leaning toward my crotch and whispering “But we really know it was you.”
Even when half naked in a guy’s room for the first time, Kaz’na had jokes.
“Ha! Right, cause you’re just here for my dick after all!” I pulled my pants the rest of the way down and kicked them off. “Show me how much you want it.”
I placed a hand on the back of her head and pulled her face closer. Kaz’na obediently opened her mouth and let her tongue loll out before dragging it along the entire length of my shaft. Her eyelids drooped in an expression of pure bliss. I had seen girls put on a “cock hungry” act before but I had no doubts that Kaz’na’s was genuine.
“Ohhh fuck…” I exhaled. Kaz’na just smirked up at me as she proceeded to wrap her lips around the tip of my dick and envelop it in her mouth. If you’ve never had your dick sucked by someone small enough to do it standing up, I highly recommend it.
“Mmmmhhh…,” Kaz’na moaned as she smoothly bobbed up and down on my cock. The concern in the back of my mind that our size difference could lead to some genital incompatibility was erased by the ease with which she took more of my shaft when each trip down. She quickly found her rhythm, greedily swallowing my dick on the down stroke before pulling her mouth away, her tongue massaging my cock indulgently. She was not shy about the sloppy gulping sounds that accompanied such an enthusiastic dick-sucking.
It was easily the best blowjob of my life, but somehow I still wanted more. Even though Kaz’na could clearly handle the full length of my dick down her throat, she still stopped just short of the last inch. I needed to feel her lips planted on my crotch! I held her head in both hands and gave it a gentle, but motivating, tug. She got the hint and allowed me to guide her all the way down my cock, her eyes locked on mine. When she had at last gotten balls deep, she upped the ante and slipped her tongue out to lap at my balls.
“Goddammit, you are so good at this.” Kaz’na’s response was a wink and another lick at my balls. I felt like I was being challenged somehow. She started to pull away from me and I decided to raise the stakes by strengthening my grip on her head to keep her firmly impaled on my rod. My sudden show of dominance must have startled her as she gulped and placed her hands on my thighs. “Where do you think you’re going? I don’t think you’ve had enough yet.” Her eyes went wide before narrowing lustily, which I took as a sign that she agreed. She gripped my thighs tightly–rather than pushing herself away as I would have expected, she seemed to be doing her best to hold herself in place.
“Good girl. All the cock you could want, right down your throat.” This wasn’t like me. Something about this little green bombshell in my hands was bringing out some hereto unknown dominant side in me. I wanted to know how far I could push her. How much could she take? I focused on the hot wet sensation of her mouth and throat on my dick. There’s no way she could take a breath around it. She was right now literally choking on my cock. Even as her eyes welled with tears and became unfocused, she made no effort to stop me. She wouldn’t seriously let herself pass out, would she? A quiet voice at the back of my mind wanted to let her, but that would put a damper on the rest of my night. When she started involuntarily trembling, I finally relented and relaxed my grip.
Kaz’na pulled away from me with an audible popping sound. Thick strands of drool stretched from my crotch to her lips. She gasped for air like a rescued drowning victim, coughing up a viscous mixture of my pre-cum and her saliva. She fell back onto the bed and wiped the tears from her eyes. The sound of her hacking up filth cut through my newfound dom persona. I suddenly felt tremendous guilt over what I had just done to this poor woman.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry! Are you alright?”
Kaz’na answered after one final cough. “I’m fantastic, thanks for asking! I didn’t think you had that in you! I thought you were a sweet nerdy boy but you are a fucking animal!” She propped herself up in a sitting position, seductively bending one leg. If I hadn’t been present for the past minute, I would have never imagined she had just finished being asphyxiated by a penis.
“Yeah, it turns out I’m a lot of things.” I felt silly wearing only a shirt so I took the opportunity to pull that off as well. Hopefully it made that line sound as cool as it did in my head. I climbed on the bed after her. “And you’ve convinced me. You really wanted that dick. And I’ll come clean. I did think you were cute, but I really asked you out because I wanted those tits.”
“Is that so?” She crossed her arms under her breasts in a practiced motion, pushing them up. “You want these fat green tits?”
“Then take them.”
She sat up, giving me access to her bra clasp. My prayers to the lingerie gods were answered and my half-drunk fumbling fingers were able to unsnap it on my first try. Kaz’na outstretched her arms and pulled her bra away revealing the most perfect pair of tits I had ever seen. They were so full and round. Just the slightest amount of sag giving them a natural tear drop shape. Her nipples were a golden yellow color, like a red flush over the bright green of the rest of her body, matching the shade of her inner ear. I realized I had never seen goblin nipples before. I assumed they would be some variety of green, so this was a fun surprise. They were the size of the tip of my pinkie finger, surrounded by well defined areola. No matter how long I looked at her body I was continually amazed at the contrast between her height and the fullness of her figure.
“So are they everything you had hoped for?” Kaz’na inquired.
“Even better. Your body is…perfect.”
“Then what are you waiting for? It’s yours.” Kaz’na slid back against the headboard, inviting me to take her. I didn’t need a second invitation. I collapsed onto her, grabbing a breast in each hand and massaging them. They felt amazing. Despite their size, they were still so satisfyingly firm. They were more than a perfect handful. I ran my thumbs across her nipples, playfully pushing them down and letting them spring up.
“Ahhn…My nipples are really sensitive.” Kaz’na gasped.
I decided to test that by giving her left nipple a lick. Her sudden intake of breath confirmed this wasn’t a bluff. I took it into my mouth and started sucking it softly. My hand stayed busy on the other breasts, rolling the nipple between my fingers. Kaz’na gripped my hair with both hands, holding me to her breast.
“Oh shit! If you can use your mouth like that, then letting you almost murder me with your cock will be worth it!” I gently nibbled on her nipple, eliciting a little squeal. “Ok, her sister’s getting jealous! Pay her some attention, too.” I gave the top of her left breast a parting kiss and let Kaz’na guide me to the other one. I sucked her right nipple, using my tongue to map out it’s full size and shape.
“Yessss….So good…Kiss me, Jesse!” I wasn’t about to refuse a request. My lips took the short trip from her nipples to her mouth. This kiss made our makeout session on the street corner seem chaste. I could feel her tongue writhing against mine, mimicking the action she had just given my dick a few minutes ago. I used one arm to prop myself up while the other stayed busy groping at her luscious tits. Kaz’na’s hands were on my sides, clinging to me desperately.
Kaz’na pulled her lips off of mine.
“Am I your first demi-human?”
“Yeah…” I admitted.
“Oh wow, I feel special!”
“It’s not like–I mean, I’ve been with other women!” I hoped that I hid my embarrassment, but I’m sure I didn’t.
“I get it! This should be a smooth transition then. Here’s a lesson on goblin anatomy: everything is the same down there, just greener…”
She placed her hands on my head and guided me down to between her legs. I kissed my way down her body, still marveling at how vibrantly green and soft her skin was. I reached the cleft between her legs, still wrapped in intricate dark lace. I took an edge of her panties in each hand and Kaz’na lifted her butt off the bed allowing me to pull them off, revealing a neatly trimmed triangle of dark hair surrounding a puffy pair of pussy lips. Seeing her pussy up close for the first time, I could confirm that it was just like a humans, only significantly greener. The lips were a deep rich green. I placed a thumb on one lip and spread it open. The interior was the same shade of yellow as her nipples. She was already glistening wet, a trail running down between her thighs.
“It’s beautiful…” I exhaled involuntarily.
“Hahaha, if you think it looks good, why don’t you give it a taste?” She gently pulled my face into her.
I stuck out my tongue and traced it along her vagina from the base to the clit, savoring her flavor. It was thick and musky, also somehow spicy? I wondered if this was a feature unique to goblins or if it was just lacking in the small sample size of human women I had been with. I felt her shiver beneath me. I focused on her clit, flicking it with the tip of my tongue. She raised her hips to meet my face.
“Yeah…like that!” She gasped.
I grabbed her thighs, supporting her as she pressed herself closer to me. I continued teasing her clit, now sucking at it softly like a juicy peach. I could feel it swelling in my mouth, it must have been at least half an inch long. I filed that away as another potential quirk of goblin anatomy that I would have to research later.
“Fuck! You’re good at this…” She was rocking her hips against me, slowly grinding herself against my mouth.
She reached down and took a hold of my hands, bringing them up to her full breasts. She guided them in a firm, circular motion, showing me just how she needed them massaged before releasing them. Letting someone so much smaller than me take the lead was unfamiliar, but turned me on even more. Between my lapping tongue and squeezing hands, I felt like I was simultaneously in absolute service and control of her body. As she wrapped her legs around my head and pressed her heels into my back, it seemed I was achieving the desired effect.
“Ohhh…That’s right, like that…You’re going to make me–!” she exclaimed as her entire body shook from the orgasm running through her. Her thighs tensed around me for a moment longer before relaxing. She ran her fingers through my hair and I gave her lower belly a parting kiss before raising my head.
“I didn’t expect you to take that all the way,” she laughed.
“I wasn’t trying to, I just got caught up in it.”
“Oh really? You must be some kind of natural, then. You were born to eat goblin pussy.” There was that look in her eye again. That aggression. She was challenging me.
“Maybe… but I think I was really born to fuck it.” I met her challenge, pushing myself up to impose the full difference in our size. Looming over her, her chest still rising and falling in the aftermath of her orgasm, I had never felt so powerful. I pressed my erection against her belly. With the base of the shaft at the top of her mound, my tip was easily past her belly button. It was still hard for me to process just how small she was. She read my mind and understood my concern.
“Hey, I can take it.” She rolled her hips against me. “Trust me. This is your second goblin anatomy lesson: we are very flexible.” She shifted her hips forward and then back, easily impaling herself on my dick. That first sensation, the hot wet grip of her pussy. It was almost enough to set me off right then. But I held on somehow and I met her with a thrust of my own, sliding myself balls deep inside her without a problem.
“Uhngh! See? I told you. How does your first goblin pussy feel?”
“Haha, yeah I get that a lot!” She giggled into my chest.
I started slowly pumping myself into her, still finding it difficult to believe that someone a woman half my size could take my full cock.
“Mmm…come on, you can give it to me harder than that.”
I wasn’t about to back down from her challenges now. I picked up the pace, withdrawing more of my shaft before thrusting it back into her wet gash.
“Better…but I think it’s time for your last goblin anatomy tip for the night. I know I’m little–” she wrapped her hands around my biceps “–but I can take harder fucking than any girl you’ve been with. I know you want to give it to me, so just do it!” Her eyes were narrowed, demanding. She was right, I did want to give it to her. I had made up my mind when I first set eyes on her. She wasn’t shy about it. From the beginning, she gave me every signal about what she wanted. So I was going to give it to her.
I pushed myself up so I was on my knees. I grabbed her waist to prop her up with me. She was so light. She planted her feet in the bed to support herself as her back arched. She was now just a toy in my hands, and she was going to get the fucking she wanted.
I began pounding her furiously, pulling her body towards me to meet every thrust.
“Is this hard enough?! Is this what you wanted!?” I growled.
“Oh! Yeah! So! Good!” she managed to gasp between thrusts. I was transfixed by the bouncing of her breasts, two pendulous verdant orbs swinging in rhythm. Her hands were clutching the bed sheets. Her eyes were half lidded, unfocused. She was getting drunk on my dick. I was still just a little of the regular kind of drunk. I got caught up in the moment.
“Good! I thought you were a classy girl, but you went from first meeting me to being my cock sleeve in a single night! What does that make you?” I moved one hand from her waist to clutch at her breast, my thumb brushing her nipple.
“Oh fuck! I’m a slut! I know! I just needed cock!” she stammered out. Her hair was matted with sweat. It was beautiful.
“Well, you’ve got it! I hope it’s everything you needed!” I was going wild. I couldn’t remember ever feeling like this before. Something in her was making me feel like an animal.
“It is! Thank you!” She placed her hand on her other breast, squeezing her nipples between her fingers. She wrapped her legs around me. I kept up my assault, my balls slapping against her pert round ass.
“Mmm! I’m so close! Please, hold me!” she begged, reaching her arms out toward me. I collapsed onto her and she wrapped her arms around me, kissing my chest. She was murmuring something but I couldn’t make it out.I gave my last ounce of effort burying myself as deep into her folds as I could before the pulsations of her orgasm set me over the edge. I came harder than I could ever recall doing. Her tiny body shook against mine as I filled her with what felt like a month’s worth of cum. Pulse after pulse it just kept coming. Even after it had subsided, she still clutched onto me, fingers digging into my lower back. Her body was still wracked with aftershocks for what felt like minutes. Finally, she relaxed her grip and I gently rolled myself off of her. We were both spent.
We laid there next to each other in silence for a while, just occupying the space. She broke the silence, turning toward me and placing a hand on my chest.
“That was fun…” she grinned. Her eyes were still a little hazy.
“Yeah…it was…and about that stuff I said earlier–“
“It’s fine! It’s just dirty talk, nothing serious.”
“Oh…ok, I just didn’t want you to think that–“
“I know! It’s fine, trust me,” she said firmly, in a way that I didn’t totally buy.
She pushed herself up and hopped off the bed, before crouching down and searching the floor with her hands.
“What are you doing?”
“Huh? Oh, just looking for my underwear…And all of the clothes that go on top of that. I should probably get going before I get too cozy.”
“What’s wrong with being cozy? Why do you have to go?”
“Well…we both got what we wanted, right? so that’s the end of the date,” she explained to me in a tone that suggested I was an idiot child. She found her panties and pulled them on, facing away from me. I savored the view of her ass bouncing as she pulled them snug. I didn’t get much of a view of it tonight, but I would have to correct that someday.
“Oh, ok. You could stay if you want to, you know? It’s pretty late.”
“…Thanks for the offer, but I’m going to pass.” I wasn’t sure if she had considered it. She picked up her bra and put it on, shimmying it into place. Goodbye, boobs…
“And now where is that dress–oh right! The living room! Of course!” She was just talking to herself. Was she nervous? Now? After we had just seen as much of each other as we could. She hustled down the stairs to the living room. I got out of bed and started after her.
“Alright, well then let me get dressed and I can see you out.”
“No! That’s alright, I’ve got it!” I heard the rustling of her hastily pulling on her dress. “It’s just out the front door, I’ll be fine!” I struggled to pull my jeans over my sweat slick legs.
“Are you sure, I could–“
“Yup! I’m sure! This was fun we should do it again I’ll call you!” she pattered as I heard the door open and shut behind her.
And then she was gone. I pulled my pants back off and tried to fall asleep.
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