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Keiko
Keiko wasn't your average girl. In fact, I doubt she could have been less average. She was tall for one thing, and I don't mean five eight tall, I'm talking about a good six feet easy. For an Asian girl this is like Godzilla tall. She was also really strong, did weightlifting, and karate.
I guess the first time I noticed her was after she took on Hal Green, one of the football players. It's still a mystery what happened to cause that little fracas, but I'm sure Hal will remember it for a long time - since a picture of him lying there, out cold, was put into the yearbook. Just thinking about that day makes me laugh.
I always hated that guy. He liked to pick on me because I'm small. By the way my name is Davey Haleren. And yes, Davey is my real name; I figure my parents decided I needed to be beaten up a lot in school the day I was born. Usually I go by Dave, but my friends and enemies like to tease me with my name, because I still look like I belong in middle school instead of getting ready to go to college. I've always been small for my age, and my growth spurt only got me up to five four. Luckily, everything else filled out okay. But, the doctor told me that I might, emphasis on might, grow another inch or two at most. Nice to know that I'll be short forever.
It was in sixth period calculus when I noticed Keiko watching me. The teacher was droning on about derivatives, when I caught her looking at me and it didn't seem pleasant. Needless to say I was a little disturbed by this. She was huge compared to me, and if I was to be her next target, she was going to rip my arms off and feed them to me. It's not like I could stop her. I'm not a wimp or anything. I'm just not in the same caliber of shape she is. I took Aikido so I could defend myself, but what good is redirecting someone's force if they can just pick you up and crush you? No, I was not looking forward to an encounter with Keiko. So, I did my best to avoid her.
Now this might sound like an easy thing to do, but when you have most of the same classes, eat lunch at the same time, and have that other person dogging your every step, it made life a bit difficult. After a few weeks I was sure that Keiko had given up - that's when she surprised me.
I was just turning around after grabbing a few books from my locker and found myself face to face with an anime cat-girl on a rolling plain. Of course, that rolling plain happened to be Keiko's well endowed chest. My eyes rose to meet hers, and I noticed she had this evil little smile. You know the kind - the one you get when you catch someone doing something wrong. I just froze.
"Meet me after school in lot A, by my car." She said walking off.
Their it was, the challenge. I was toast. It's not like I could copout though. If anyone found out she'd challenged me and I back down I'd be called a wimp. I'd be a wimp. How could I ever face the guys again if they knew I'd chickened out, to a girl? Even if it was Keiko - the scariest girl in school. I just had to resign myself to being beaten to a pulp, and face it like a man. Though, I think I would have rather slinked off like the little boy I looked like.
Now that the decision was made I felt ... well scared and shaky, but I was going to go anyway. When the final bell rung I waited as long as I could. That way at least most people would be gone, and could only hear the tales of horror about to befall me. Gathering what little courage I had, I marched off to lot A.
It's funny what you notice at times like these: the big clock over the exit in the lunchroom was stuck at six thirty. You could hear people talking in the commons from the main hall. Keiko would have been pretty hot if she wasn't so big. And no matter how warm the day is, when you're scared, your sweat is always cold.
I was surprised by the large number of people still hanging around school. Usually, I was out of there the moment that bell rang. But not these, they were talking and laughing, and some were even smoking. Just kind of hanging out. Maybe Keiko had told them what she was going to do to me. Maybe I was going to be like a little show for this crowd. I tried to ignore them as I walked by, and no one really seemed to notice me, but I sure felt their eyes all over me.
Sweat was pouring down my shoulders and back by the time I reached Keiko. My heart pounding in my ears. She just stood there leaning against the passenger door watching me. Stopping in front of her, my hands clenched I waited for the first hit; Keiko just smiled at me - a kind smile. Pulled open the door and said, "Get in."
I didn't know what to think. Was she still going to pound me? Well, if she was, at least it was going to be away from here.
My quaking legs collapsed dropping me down in the passenger seat. Keiko closed the door, then jumped in the driver's side. I took a sec to check my surroundings. The car itself was nice, a BMW. I'm not sure the model, but it was shaped like a small silver bullet with two seats. Nothing I could afford.
Keiko started it up, clicked her seatbelt on, then reached across me and locked mine into place. Giving me a friendly smile, she took off out of the school lot. We drove vaguely in the same direction as my house, but more towards the rich section of town.
Me, my parents, and my little sister live in a small place: two bedrooms. I know one thing Terra, my sister, is going to love it when she gets our room all to herself. Luckily, with my scholarship we don't have to pay for my college, because if we had to, theirs no way we could've afforded it.
The little car slowed as we entered a drive of large well kept houses. We started pulling into the driveway of one of the bigger ones. It was two stories, stucco walls, a flower garden, and a sculpted hedge. I was sure that this was a place I wasn't likely to be welcome.
Keiko jumped from the car and started heading for the house. Flashing me a quick smile she waved for me to follow. When I got to the door she was standing there waiting on me.
"Welcome to my home." She smiled, taking my hand like a little kid and pulling me inside. Leaving our shoes at the door, which seemed to be a household custom, I felt a little embarrassed. I wasn't wearing any socks. I'd forgotten my gym socks and had to wear my regular ones, which were way too rank to wear after that. Even though I was in bare feet, she gave me the grand tour.
It turned out to be a really nice place, much nicer than my own home. They had cool oriental screens spread out in most of the rooms. Dark hardwood furniture. A plush living room, with a warm looking central stone fireplace, and a picture of their family hanging right there behind the sofa. When I looked at it I almost laughed, because Keiko almost seemed normal sized standing next to her brother.
Dragging me from room to room Keiko told me what they used each one for. By the time we reached the second floor I'd gotten some of my equilibrium back, and couldn't help wondering what this was all about. Why was Keiko dragging me around her house? The first room she pulled me into had to be her brother's room, though it looked a little young for the guy in the photo.
"Is this your brother's room?" I asked.
"Yeah, he's off at a private school for eggheads." She smiled. "Guess that he'll be starting college almost as soon as me."
"You mean he's not already in college?"
"Of course not, he's only thirteen." Keiko laughed.
"Then who was that tall guy with you in the photo?" I couldn't help wondering why her brother was left out.
"That's my brother."
I couldn't help gaping at her, she just grinned at my expression. "You're kidding right?"
"No really that's my brother. We're all a little tall in this family. Him more than most."
Pulling me over to the bed she positioned me in front of it. I couldn't help feeling like a doll. When she knelt down in front of me and started undoing my pants, it took me a second to realize what she was doing. Grabbing at her hands, I said the most intellectual thing I could think of, "Hey!" Okay so I'm no Cyrano de Bergerac. It's all that I could think of at the time. My mind was still reeling from the fact I wasn't dead yet.
"Don't you find me attractive?" She asked a little hurt.
"Well yeah." I stalled. "Of course, but you're like a foot taller than me. Don't you want a guy your own size."
"There are no guys my size," she laughed a little bitterly, "besides I like my men small."
"I'd look like a kid beside you!"
"You look just like a kid anyway. Besides I like kids."
Ow, that hurt. I closed my eyes to stop myself from saying something really nasty. But, when I looked down I found Keiko already had my pants unbuttoned and unzipped. Reaching down to redo up everything, I found myself whizzing back through the air. Flinging my arms up for balance didn't do any good. Keiko had the ends of my pants in the air pulling them off. This left me lying, on her brother's bed, half naked. And you want to know something - I think that's the fastest I've ever had my pants come off.
Trying to save some modicum of modesty I tried to cover my half dislodged boxers with my hands. Not that I needed to worry, Keiko had other plans. Grabbing a foot she literally pulled me towards her while flipping me over. I stretched out, trying to grab onto anything, but by then Keiko had me right where she wanted me, and started reaching for my boxers. Swinging a quick kick at her did nothing, she just laughed, catching my leg out of the air. Using both of them she levered me face down into the bed, and with one quick move my boxers were gone.
Now normally roughhousing doesn't turn me on, but for some reason being manhandled by this hot Asian giant was having decidedly embarrassing effects on me. My prick was standing at firm attention as Keiko planted me back on my feet, yanking my shirt off over my head.
Covering myself I tried to think positive: the most humiliating part of this ordeal had to be over. Again, I was wrong.
Keiko sat down on the bed and whipped me over her lap. With a quick smooth motion she grabbed my prick settling it between her legs. The rough jeans she was wearing stimulating my already over stimulated libido. I'm not sure where I was during all this, at least mentally, because I didn't even try to tell her to stop. Not even one single no. I was just too stunned.
Then she hit me. The sting in my ass that resulted slowly burnt its way up my spine. Needless to say this brought me back to the here and now. Throwing an arm back behind me, I tried to protect myself, but Keiko just caught it pinning it behind my back. That's when the next and the next came. I tried to gasp out something between blows, but it's hard trying to talk and stop yourself from yelping out in pain, at the same time. This meant I pretty much ended up just flapping my jaw.
"You tried to kick me," she said continuing to waylay into me, "aren't you sorry that you did that?"
I think I would've replied, but after a dozen or two of her hand spankings I was more interested in getting away. She held me tight though: one of her legs locked over mine so I couldn't kick, my prick trapped between her leg and mine, one arm pinned, and the other holding my face off the ground. I'd pretty much say I was in no position to get away. Not that I realized it.
It was somewhere around fifty whacks that Keiko started counting them out loud. And about that same point, I started begging her to stop. Pleading didn't do any good. Right about a hundred tears were coming that I couldn't stop, and somewhere shortly past I totally lost it. I started sobbing, not even trying to hold myself up anymore. I'm not sure how many more after that before Keiko stopped and pulled me into her arms, holding me. She whispered soothing things in my ear as I cried into her breasts. One of her hands smoothing my hair while the other rubbed my thigh, or gently stroked my cock.
And let me tell you I was hard. I know that I've never been harder. I was so hard that I thought the thing was just going to explode from internal pressure, and not that cuming type either, but that super achy painful type pressure.
Keiko placed me back on my feet looking down at me, and I no longer just looked like a child, I felt like one too. Smiling she pulled me against her tightly. It's funny how safe I felt in her arms, tears running down my face, tears she'd caused me. "Come on lets go get you cleaned up." She said leading me from the room.
"Wait! What about your parents?" I said trying to drag her to a stop.
"They're gone for two weeks on business," she said in a no nonsense tone, "now come on."
I followed her into a large bathroom. It had a tub in it that looked more like a Jacuzzi. Keiko turned on the water and poured in a little bubble bath. Then gave me a wink saying she'd be right back. Now Keiko may be big, but she's still built and I'm not talking one of those all muscle babes, but like Elle MacPherson built. She was hot, and the prospect of seeing her in the all natural was having no good effect on my little guy. It was aching like never before.
When Keiko came back in a red bikini I have to say I was a bit disappointed. Of course she noticed this and gave me a knowing smile. Luckily, that did help drop the pressure a notch though.
Keiko pulled a pair of handcuffs from behind her back, and showed them to me. This put me off a little. I've never been tied up and I've never really wanted to be. Walking past me she leaned over the tub and tightened one set onto the far rails. "These rails were put in for my Grandmother, for when she stays here." Keiko said. "But, I figured we could use them too. Come on." Smiling she connected the other set to the nearest one. I watched them hang there menacingly. Sliding into the hot sudsy water she held out a hand to help me in.
Now, to tell you the truth, this is the only moment during my whole experience that I had second thoughts. This was my chance to get away; but did I really want to? Before being forcibly stripped and spanked I was clearly ready to get as far from Keiko as possible, but after, for some reason, I felt this strange connection with her. When I took her hand, I'm not sure who was more surprised, her or me.
Keiko gave me this huge smile that would have knocked over a small bus, and lifted me into the bath with her. After that I can't really complain about anything that happened. I mean I had my chance but decided to stay. Settling me between her legs, she pressed my head back into her breasts then locked my hands into the waiting cuffs. Again, that twinge of apprehension shot through me, but I stilled it with the knowledge that I'd already decided to trust Keiko.
Humming softly Keiko let her hands roam all over me, as we sat there resting in the warm water. Her fingers gently tweaking my submerged nipples and the head of my aching hard-on. And mentally my hands ached too, wanting to roam. To reach out and feel Keiko's soft silky skin. To caress her large pillowy soft breasts. To immerse myself in her warm hot embrace. But they lay trapped, held prisoner, like my own pulsing desires.
We stayed there for some time. Me slowly melting into her, accepting her, as her foreign hands played over me. But I felt oddly comfortable there: floating softly, serenely, in my own mind. Keiko could feel it too. Lightly, she let her fingers slide gently along the underside of my cock, sending a shiver up my spine. Then her hand coalesced around me, like a winter's mist, becoming part of me, tuning me like a fine instrument. Driving that cool soft serenity into a boiling driving passion with each slow torturous stroke. Trapped and impotent to stop her.
I was in heaven. I was in hell. No one had ever played with my body and mind like this giant Asian goddess, and she was nowhere near through. Whispering softly, she questioned me, slowly pulling the pieces of my life out of me: stroking and caressing out word after word with her hands and body. I'm not sure what I told her, but I know I couldn't have held anything back. When I finally reached the edge, she left me there, panting for more.
Keiko slid from the tub and dried herself, as I sat in a kind of daze. After draining the water she unlocked the cuffs and dried me. I was too out of it to really notice, like I was drugged. Leading me back to her brother's room she lifted me softly onto the bed, cuffing my hands to the posts. My hard cock was still standing, pleading for release as she slipped from the room for a few minutes. When she returned she was wearing a hot pink teddy that was almost see threw: the damn thing even had garters and pink hose to go with it. Even through the hazy cloud in my mind Keiko was a sight of excruciating beauty.
Laying down beside me she tickled my ear with her tongue. "Davey," she whispered, "will you be mine?" All I could do was nod as I gazed in to those deep sea green eyes. "Good. From now on I want you to remember that you belong to me." Pressing her body close, she claimed my manhood. Roughly she stroked me, wrapped her legs around one of mine, and pressed her steaming cunt against my leg. And as her hand dragged me forcefully to the edge, I could feel her body writhing against mine. Convulsing in her own pleasure, as at last she brought me, mind numbingly, to my own orgasmic explosion.
Cum splattered against my chest and neck as I exploded like a race horse. My mind was blissfully floating on an endorphin high. Keiko leaned in close and whispered in my ear.
"I know that you're a little disappointed you didn't get to see me naked, but that'll come." Licking my ear she continued. "It'll be a special day, for both of us."
Time after that seemed to fly by. In a flash, I was home then at school then back in Keiko's house: where she would take me, teach me, learn me, know me. The days passed like minutes. Finally though, it was the day before her parents were due. My time with Keiko almost gone.
In our weeks together Keiko had kept her modesty. Never once letting me see all of her. I knew that she was keeping it for a special occasion. And after our bath, she entered her brother's room like never before, buck-naked. My eyes almost rolled out of my head, she was gorgeous. Her breasts were firm and round with large areolas and tight long nipples. And her pubic hair was trimmed nice and tight.
I couldn't keep my eyes off of her as she swaggered sexily over to the bed. I gasped, "You're beautiful." She just smiled and sat down next to me stroking my chest.
"This is a special night." She said. "This is the last night we'll be able to do this for a while, at least until my parents leave again." Reaching into a drawer in the bedside table she pulled out a pack of condoms and started unwrapping one. "Also this will be a special night because this will be my, and I suspect your first time." I gave her an embarrassed little nod. My lack of experience still rankled a bit. She gave me a stunning grin and a wink, then started to slide the condom over my rigid cock.
She did it like a pro. I guess that she practiced somehow or was just a natural. As Keiko crawled up onto the bed I felt a little twinge of fear. What if I was bad? But Keiko didn't seem to notice my moment of uncertainty as she lowered herself gently onto me.
Her warmth sheathed me inside of her. It was a feeling like nothing I'd felt before. It was glorious, wondrous, so much so I almost came right then. I watched as Keiko settled onto me. Her legs spread wide as she slid all of me deep inside of her. It was fascinating. Then she started to move, leaning down over me, pumping me slowly in and out of her. Her breasts tickling across my chest with each stroke. Her eyes locked onto mine in intense fiery passion.
We were joined like that for quite awhile as Keiko found just the right place and motion to bring her the most pleasure. I just lied there cuffed to the posts, wanting to touch her, feeling like I was riding in her wake. Not that I can complain: it was a wonderful place to be. Relenting a little she let me snuggle and lick her breasts as she continued riding me. It was great.
Keiko must have finally reached the level she needed, because she started speeding up the pace. Kicking my own arousal up a notch. Leaning down she locked her mouth onto mine in our first real kiss. Tongue to tongue. Another experience I'll never forget. And when at last she pulled free squeaking in pleasure and arching her back I felt the first contractions. I felt her pulling me deeper into her and my own climax followed hers within seconds.
We laid there after words for hours, maybe even longer. My arms wrapped around her (finally free), hers around me, like we never wanted to let go. They say that you never forget your first, I know that I never will.
Epilog.
Oddly enough Keiko did introduce me to her parents a few weeks later. They were happy to meet me and glad that Keiko found a normal sized boy. I thought they were being sarcastic, but they really meant it. When we started officially dating in school we got some odd looks but it didn't matter to us.
I finally met her brother - a nice guy. We ended up going to the same college together, all three of us. While we were there, me and Keiko were an item, but it didn't last long. We both wanted to experiment some. After a year of that we eventually made our way back to each other. Guess we found the right person the first time. That was fifteen years ago and we're now happily married with two kids (both taller than me). Sometimes in life you do get a happy ending.
(c) 2003 copyright by SJTJ (aka Naive)