I was done. Tired of Lena blowing up my phone, accusing me of cheating when I was at work all day. I sent the fateful text shutting our relationship down, and went back to talking to Ken.
“Want to get Wafflehouse?”
Wafflehouse was nothing new to us, but with the opening of one in our town, we got to save thirty minutes of travel time to get cheap, greasy food.
We sat at what would later become our regular table and the waitress came up. Mari. We had gone to high school together and were pretty close back then. I thought she was still out at college.
Very skinmy and frail thanks to genetics and a high metabolism, Mari stood at just over five and a half feet and 90 pounds soaking wet. She had strawberry blonde hair and often stood with a tilt in her hips. She was tiny, but a small bubble butt poked through her work pants. I had once saw her changing at a pool party, and knew she had tiny pink nipples on the smallest hint of mounds. I thought she was gorgeous.
“Holy crap. Hey Zee.”
“Hey, Mari. How’ve you been?”
She sat next to me on my side of the booth and gave me a hug. She chatted with us for a bit, brought us our food, and mentioned she was getting off work soon.
Ken, god bless his awkward ass, mentioned that we were going to Zoe’s to watch Twilight Zone and invited her to hang out. I texted Zoe, got the clear, and paid our bill.
—
I want to take a moment to mention that nine times out of ten, when we invite people to hang out, we truly mean just that. I didn’t intend anything to happen. Ken wasn’t trying to hook us up. Nothing like that. I even put in my very recent breakup at the beginning of this story to show that I wasn’t trying to get involved.
But these kind of things happened to me a lot. I’m not even that attractive. Just charasmatic and lucky.
—
A couple episode into the Twilight Zone, Mari knocks on Zoe’s door and is let in. She’s still wearing her uniform, but with no ascot or nametag. Ken went to a different school and her and Zoe hardly knew each other, so she plopped down next to me.
Zoe keeps her apartment cold and Mari’s frail, tiny body kept shivering. Ken mentioned to her that I was a furnace, and she ended up sitting between my legs with my arms wrapped around her. I swear Ken wasn’t wingmaning, his awkwardness just worked that way.
I also grabbed the blanket off of the back of the couch and put it over us. As Monsters are Due on Maple Street played, Mari grabbed my hand and dragged it up her shirt, onto her stomach. I placed my other hand on the waist band of her pants, toying my finger across her skin, moving the hand she moved onto her barely there breast, gently rubbing her nipple.
As my friends watched my second favorite episode of Twilight Zone, Mari grabbed my wrist, giving me consent to explore on my own. As my fingers massaged her nipple, I rubbed her clit, creating a moisture almost instantly. I used my index and ring finger to pull her lips apart and dipped my middle inside of her, shocked at what I found.
If this was going to go any further, we would need a lot of lube. I thrust my finger into her deeply, feeling her body shake from micro orgasms, impressed with how she was able to maintain her composure. As I could feel her breathing picked up, I pulled my finger out, denying her relief.
—
A couple of days layer, Mari invited me to come hang out at her house. We watched some bullshit on netflix and made out, feeling each other’s body. As she unleashed my dick from behind my pants, she gasped.
“I don’t think that’s going to fit in me.”
“Fuck. I meant to buy lube.”
She played with me in her hands, staring at it and contemplating.
“You can fuck me in the ass if you want.”
She rolled over onto her side and pulled up on her left cheek, exposing her asshole. I brought my face to it, massaging it with my tongue as she held onto the back of my head, moaning out loud into the house.
I brought my body up to hers, spooning her as I slide my cock into her asshole. It was just as tight as I believed her pussy would be, but it swallowed me up slowly, inch by inch and Mari’s breath hitched out screams of pleasure.
One she became used to my girth and things sped up, I wrapped her leg over mine. Her tiny frame was easy to lift and I turned us over. Me on my back, and her back on my chest, my cock still firmly fucking her ass.
She arched and unarched her hips, her hole riding my dick. I reached down and rubbed her clit, using my other hand to pull on her tiny nipples.
She rocked on my chest, cumming one after another, the second forcing her to sit fully up and take it in. As it subsided, she leaned forward and twerked her tiny ass up and down until my cock unleashed enough cum to fill her tiny body twice.
She slowly pulled off of me, leaning forward on the bed as my cum trickled out of her asshole, down the opening of her pussy. She laughed softly, her body quivering.
I laughed too, confused, “What?”
“I’m definitely going to go buy some lube.”
-Zee
[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jhvsgg/true_story_part_1mfanalrough/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
[part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jico8r/true_story_2_mforalcar_sex/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
[part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jiz2qw/true_story_part_4mfroughhittingchokingdeep_throat/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
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Damn man. Sound like we have something in common. Not great looking, but enough charisma and luck to make up for it.
Now I’m thirsty for your cock ???