I met a guy twice my size on Tinder

Tyler is the tallest man I’ve ever matched with online. Compared to him, I really am just a tiny fairy, but I’m more than a little curious about fucking a giant. Which is why I waste no time in catching a cab to his place.

According to him, his roommate is out for the day. It would be the perfect opportunity to explore each other, he wrote in his texts. For him, a tiny Asian girl is a dream come true. For me? Let’s just say I want to experience the size difference in every possible way.

I arrive breathless and horny. The springtime rain batters my hair and my coat while I wait for him to answer the door. When he opens it, a sheepish grin on his handsome face, I can’t help but return his smile. Tyler is taller than anyone I’d ever kissed before. With a strong jawline, a thick head of brown hair, and blazing green eyes, he was straight out of my wet dreams.

“Hi,” he says, stepping back to let me inside. “Jesus, you are pretty.”

I wipe the damp hair from my face and blush. “You’re so big.”

Tyler takes my wet coat and hangs it in the hallway while I kick off my boots before following him into the living room. I’m dressed in a pair of jeans and a cotton shirt. No bra. He’s wearing loose sweats and a hoodie. Before he sits down, I grab him by the cloth and turn him around to face me. He’s easily twice my height; I barely come up to his rib cage.

“Let’s do this,” I whisper, my palm sliding down his front to the claim the big bulge in his pants. I swallow hard as my fingers barely wrap around his cock. “You weren’t kidding. This thing is so thick.”

He shudders as I grab it with both hands, stepping closer and craning my head to look up at him.

“Where should I start?” he asks.

“With my face. Hold me with your giant hands and kiss me.”

“I got a better idea,” he says, grabbing a fistful of my hair and wrenching my face up. He looks at me for a moment, studying my cheekbones, my nose, my pouty lips. I can see the hunger blossom in his gaze. Then, with his other hand, he grabs my butt and lifts me into the air.

With a laugh, I wrap my arms around his neck, my legs around his torso and kiss him. I grind against his belly as I suck on his bottom lip, and I feel like some sort of wild animal. I’m trying to lick and kiss everything: his forehead, his cheeks, his chin. And he’s squeezing my hair tight and gripping my ass like he’s trying to make me pop out of his embrace. But I’m not going anywhere.

I lick Tyler’s cheek. “I think I love giants.”

He shudders and drops me down to the ground. Then he tears my jeans off. “You smell delicious,” he says, bringing his face to my panties. Even when he’s kneeling, he’s bigger than me. I push him back onto the couch. There’s a blanket on it, which means we won’t leave any stains on the leather.

Then I yank down his sweats, revealing his monster of a cock. I have to wipe the drool from my lips as I study its beautiful pink color, its hefty size.

“I’m going to leave hickeys on your dick,” I tell him with a smile as I drop to my knees and grasp him with both hands. It has such a nice weight, and his pubes are a bit on the wild side.

“Sorry,” he groans. “I haven’t trimmed down there in a while.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” I tell him as I pat his thick curls of hair. Then I go underneath and take his balls into my mouth, tasting his sweat and manliness as I rest his heavy cock on my face. It covers me almost entirely, and I can’t stifle the giggle.

I kiss his tip, savoring his sweet precum before I take as much as I can into my mouth. He’s so large that I barely fit a third of him, but I start bobbing up and down.

“Fuck,” he moans, grabbing my hair and helping me choke. His toes curl, and he forces me down harder and harder. Eventually, I have to spit him out and gasp for air.

“There’s no way I’m deep throating this. You’re too thick.”

Tyler shudders as I lick his balls again, but we both pause when we hear a door open. Someone else is here.

“Shit,” he says, grabbing the blanket and draping it over himself. I press myself close between his legs, my face against his cock as he hides me.

I hear footsteps as someone enters the living room. A groggy voice says good morning.

“Hey,” says Tyler, his voice surprisingly even despite the fact I’m sucking on the side of his dick. “Didn’t know you were home.”

“Yeah,” says the other man with a yawn. “Wanted to sleep in. You wanna order something?”

“Maybe in an hour?” Tyler runs a hand through my hair as I nibble on his throbbing cock.

The other dude says alright and marches back the way he came. Tyler doesn’t move a muscle until we hear a door shut, then he drops the blanket to the floor. His eyes are wide.

I laugh as I lick him some more. “I thought you said we’d be alone.”

“He was supposed to go to class.” He pats my head. “Fuck, maybe we should do this some other time.”

“Hell no,” I whisper. I climb onto the couch beside him, facing away on all fours, presenting my pale ass. “I want you to bury that dick so far up my tight ass that I’ll never feel empty again.”

Tyler ran his hands through his hair and exhaled hard, not taking his eyes off my swaying backside. He glanced over me in the roommate’s direction, then stands. He smacks my ass gently before grabbing me by the hips. “Do you like that?”

“Yes,” I whisper, pressing my face into the leather couch. “Make my ass shiny.”

He slaps his cock against it. A violent shudder runs through me, but he holds me in place. I can feel him spreading my saliva along my crack. Then he grabs the waist of my panties and wrenches them down to my thighs, revealing my glistening asshole.

Tyler swore as he rubs it with a thumb. “You came prepared, huh?”

I don’t respond as he stretches me open. I’m lubed up and ready to go.

He presses his tip against my asshole. “There’s no way I’m going to fit,” he whispers.

“I don’t care,” I say through gritted teeth. The warmth. The heat. I can feel the throbbing in his dick, and I want him inside already. I glance back, my eyes watering, and smile at his gigantic form. “I fucking need you to do this.”

“Here goes nothing,” he says, carefully holding my ass with his hands and pushing his cock against me.

As soon as his tip slips inside, my legs buckle, and I dig my nails into my palm, straining not to let out a cry. He’s slowly stretching me apart, but my greedy body wants more.

“Fuck me, you’re so tight.” He squeezes me with his hands as he pushes in even deeper. His entire body’s gone rigid; I can feel the strain when his thighs press against my butt cheeks. He lets out a deep breath, keeping his dick buried within me so that I can get used to his immensity.

Words struggle on my lips as I reach down and finger my clit. There are tears in my eyes. I’ve never had anyone so big before, and no toy or but plug can prepare you for something like this. This level of pleasure. I shut my eyes and moan into the leather.

“I’m going to start now,” he says.

All I can do is nod and whimper.

But he’s not having any of that. He grabs my arms and pins them to my back with one hand. Then he grabs a fistful of my hair again and rears my head back. I’m staring down the hallway now, the direction from which the roommate came. I catch sight of my red face in the mirror. Tyler’s so big, all I can see of him is his torso and his arms. “I’m going to punish your fairy ass so fucking good,” he growls.

Another moan starts on my lips, but he pulls on my hair, forcing my mouth shut as I face the ceiling. He starts to thrust, and my mind erupts into pleasure and desperation. Harder, harder, harder. Fuck me harder, I beg silently. I can’t moan or scream. The only sounds are the thick fleshy smacks of his thighs against my ass, his cock stroking deep inside me, and I give up. There’s no way his roommate doesn’t hear us now. All bets are off.

“I’m going to nut,” he says, grunting with every thrust. “Your tight ass is too fucking much. Beg for it, you little slut.”

“Please,” I cry out, my eyes shut tight. He’s still fucking me hard and fast; there’s a monstrous need in each thrust now. “Cum inside me.”

Tyler leans forward and rests his chin on my head. He’s squeezing my hips so hard, he’ll definitely leave bruises. “Don’t fucking stop,” he whispers. “Tell me how bad you want my giant dick to fill you up.”

But I never get the chance. When I cry out in delicious agony, his grip tightens on my hair and thrusts one final time before cumming with vibrant, wild ferocity. Shot after shot pumps into my ass, and when he’s done, he releases me and collapses.

I lie still on the couch, my face all sweaty and red, trying to catch my breath as my quivering ass remains in the air. When I finally open my eyes, I glance up to find the roommate (another giant) standing in the hallway, a look of sheer disbelief on his sleepy face.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bjid57/i_met_a_guy_twice_my_size_on_tinder