Please be advised this is merely a fantasy. The author does not condone or support the nonconsensual acts portrayed below.
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When I saw her sweet, beautiful, innocent face I immediately thought what is this cute little girl doing on Tinder. She had beautiful almond shaped eyes, a tiny but pouty mouth with a tasty lower lip and long straight black hair. Her pictures were mainly demure but the last one caught my eye - her shyly posing in a bikini both trying to hide and show off a tiny but curvy body with a flat stomach and shapely jutting breasts, which seemed improbably large for her small body. Her hips flared out from her tiny flat stomach.
And then I saw what she wrote in her profile and I became enraged with desire:
Hello my name Pixie! I am Chinese girl 24 yo who want go out with tall White man with muscles. I tired of small Chinese boy LOL.
I hit super-like and prayed that my profile would work it's magic. Hopefully, my trip to Singapore was going to be more than just about business.
A few hours later I heard a ping. I grabbed my phone to see if it was her. Yes! I wasn't surprised because I fit her qualifications or should I say desires. I'm 6'2, 195 muscular pounds, square-jawed with blue eyes and dark hair.
I immediately texted her, being sure to heap complements on her but not to seem too eager. Throughout the rest of the day we texted back-and-forth until she got comfortable enough to share her cell. I flirted with her but made sure to keep it PG-rated and also talked about how much I was looking for a long-term relationship as a 36 yo man. After I repeatedly teased her about whether she was ready for a slightly hairy American boyfriend she shyly agreed to me texting a shirtless picture. I chose my picture carefully and sent her one of me posing in boxer briefs which showed my muscular chest and big biceps and, more subtly, a large bulge. After a significant delay, she texted me back an Asian girl hand-over-the-mouth emoji.
We agreed to meet for drinks that evening. When she walked into my hotel bar, I was stunned. She looked even better than her pictures and surprised me by wearing a miniskirt and a tight white blouse unbuttoned enough for me to see deep into the curve of her beautiful breasts. She blushed as she saw me checking her out and I realized that she had simultaneously been checking me out. The physical chemistry was electric. I towered over her and as she looked up at me, I realized that she was no more than 5' tall and despite her curves, weighed less than 100 lbs. On top of everything else, her skin was beautiful - taut, smooth and flawless.
The conversation and the drinks flowed. Her English was mediocre but since most of our conversation was me complementing and flirting with her it didn't matter. I played the part of a man who is smitten and ready to get married that night. As the conversation went on, I knew that I had to groom her for what I hoped was going to happen that night.
This girl was almost too sexy. She really knew how to work it. She would look at me bat her eyelashes and giggle as she played with her hair. She knew just how to lean forward in the way that would open her blouse to show maximum titty. And her hand kept brushing my arm or she would laugh and squeeze my bicep. The girl even had the nerve to lick her lips every few minutes as she looked deeply into my eyes and then giggle some more. But her most brazen move was when she pretended to drop her phone under the table. As she bent down to pick up her phone she made sure to give me a view of her perfect little ass while she held onto my leg the balance herself as she got under the table. Needless to say all of her antics made my cock rock hard and straining against my pants. She spent a long time under the table and I noticed that her face was pointing between my legs.
As she got out from under the table, she boldly placed her small hand on my cock squeezed it firmly and let out a soft "oooh." Which was followed more giggling.
"Some men try to trick with photoshop. Not you!" She smiled up at me with a flushed face as she got to her feet.
I was stunned by her boldness! Some very awkward conversation followed and then, I hesitantly dropped into the conversation that I had briefly dated a Chinese woman before and that things had not gone well.
"It was very frustrating."
She immediately tried to find out why and I kept being vague.
''Um, let's just say she thought that she wanted a big white boyfriend but she did not think it through."
We kept at this dialogue for a while. Finally I told her that we stopped going out after a month after we found out we were "um, physically incompatible."
She paused to think about what I said and then realization registered on her face.
"You mean making love. Why?"
I feigned more embarrassment.
"Can I just say that her eyes were bigger than her stomach?"
A look of understanding quickly passed over her face and she turned bright red, then quietly but with intensity she replied
"My stomach has never been filled enough."
Then she burst out in a fit of embarrassed giggles, that let me know she was a little bit drunk and more than a little bit horny and intrigued.
After a lot of cajoling and reminding her that I was only going to be in Singapore for a week, she came up to my hotel room. I quickly knew she was just putting on a show of pretending to be a good girl. As soon as we got to my room the fireworks started. I began with slow passionate kisses on her sexy little mouth while my hands gently caressed her hips and ass. As I got further down and between her ass, she would pull my hand back to her hips. In front, it was a different story. She was grinding her hips into my cock, well really it was her stomach grinding into my cock, which was swelling.
I should stop for a second and talk about my cock. It actually does deserve its own separate paragraph. I wasn't lying about the other Chinese girl, Mei. We did date for a month and unsuccessfully tried to have sex. Mei also thought that she needed to try a big cock. She had seen some porn which got her curious but she was not ready for what she got in person. Not only is my dick nine inches long but it is as thick as a beer bottle. No amount of patience and lube could get it any more than a couple of inches into her tight pussy before the little bitch would start crying and telling me she couldn't take anymore. She did try to blow me which turned into me basically jerking off into her small mouth and her gagging and the throwing up the cum that made it in. It was an incredibly frustrating experience and I decided that next time I dated a Chinese girl I would manipulate her way that would make her, let's say receptive and if not eager at least obligated to take in what I had. No matter what!
Pixie and I kept kissing and grinding and frustrated with stomach to cock I picked her up off the floor and she responded by wrapping to her legs around my waist. In this position she actually was able to grind her pussy into my swelling cock.
"I love how strong you are and your big muscle, no boy ever pick me up like man, it make me feel weak and sexy." She panted, looking at me with lustful eyes.
After five minutes of grinding into her little pussy and feeling the wet seeping through her panties I couldn't hold off any longer. The thought of tearing into that little body with my big cock was inflaming me with desire. I dropped her down onto the bed and immediately ripped off my shirt. She reached up with her dainty hand to rub my chest then slid it down to further explore my cock through my pants. When her face registered concern, I quickly leaned down to kiss her lips. I unbuttoned her blouse to reveal beautiful young softball-sized tits which stood straight out from her chest.
"Are you sure you want to do this? I'm OK with stopping here, but once it gets any further, be ready to go through with it or I won't be happy and I'm not sure what would happen."
