Small James has a Big Bang

Tourist filled streets with much glamour in the day, and endless parties abound with so much fun it makes Christmas look like a regular get together. Such was life in New Sight city, and believe me when I tell you that there has never been a city that lived up to its name more than this one. There were no holidays closing in on this particular night, no need for extra actions or motivations, there was energy in the air sure but don't get it to twisted, this was simply a regular night on these beautiful lit up streets. Of course, that doesn't mean that some people can't have the special attention put on their own fun. The particular people that would have that spotlight, at least in a metaphorical sense, or on their way to the Starlight bar for a small night of small drinking and soon to be a big night of surprises. Those two people went by the name of Sandra and James, the inclusions of such last name formalities aren’t necessary, but it must be said that the taller of the two, which so happened to be Sandra which had a good nine inches of height on him, had the ego the size of a mountain. When they reached the bouncer at the entrance to check their IDs, Sandra be the one introducing them by saying:

Sandra: “The shorty is with me my guy.” She said with a coy smirk on her face, getting a mildly annoyed stare from James after calling him short.

James: “Mate, I’m no shorty.” He said with a slightly aggravated expression, showing his ID to the bouncer to reveal that it was his birthday and this was his gift for getting to drinking age, which got both of them a small smile and nod from the man.

Once there were passed the bouncer and were able to walk into the bar. James nudged her in the side a bit harshly after such an annoying introduction to the bouncer at the front. Needless to say, he was never a fan of being called short or being picked on for a short stature, that of course didn’t stop Sandra from doing it all the time. Regardless of such, both were there to simply enjoy his birthday and his first drink. Sandra would get them started with one shot each, smiling as they both raised the glass.

Sandra: “Happy Birthday James, maybe you’ll grow an inch or two this.” She joked, this time getting a halfhearted grin from James out of it.

James: “Well... thank you for the wishes, maybe I’ll take a wee bit from your ego as well." He raised his glass as well, chuckling as he wondered how this would go

Both will take their shots at the exact same time with Sandra having a lesser reaction to the alcohol since she had long grown used to the strength of some spirits and whiskeys, as opposed to James, who barely drank things that had even 1% of alcohol in it with his friends or family. Despite the first reaction that would not be the only drink that they had that night, and it was by all definitions a good birthday celebration. as the hours passed and the drinks flowed you could see a distinct change in attitude is between Sandra and James. Sandra on one hand was starting to get a little bit more flirtatious with her ego whereas James was just getting more and more relaxed and reactionary. After a while Sandra leaned on James is she started talking to him again.

Sandra: “Well... someone looks like they celebrated a bit too much hic huh?” She slurred over quite a lot of her words as she spoke, yet despite her drunkenness it seems that James was holding his liquor a bit better than her.

James: “Well lass, shouldn’t I say that to you?” James said as he finished his last cocktail, based off the reactions they were getting from the bartenders it looked like they were cut off for the night.

James decided that they had had enough for the night and got up, only to be grabbed by the arm by Sandra, like the funny that they had had it looked like she hadn't had enough of egging on him.

Sandra: “Walking away so soon short stuff? Is it because of how small your limits are or how short your stature is?~” Sandra was damn near all over him at this point and that was obvious by her motions, but being a best friend for so long tends to show how much you could recognize off of one person. based off of this it was obvious that both of them were in a different kind of mood.

James: “Keep talking like that, and I’ll show you what isn’t short Sandra~” The statement he made got her to stand up with a pretty confident smirk and attitude about her, but even she didn’t know what she was getting into.

Sandra: “Oh is that a fact? Why don’t you prove it short stuff?” She said before poking him on his nose, obviously trying to get a rise out of him a bit.

Unfortunately, that would be her undoing as James would decide to “help her along the way so to speak”. Seeing as this bar had a lot of space, the owners of the building had decided to make the upstairs areas a bit more comfortable for those that couldn’t make their way back home. A little bit of help from the staff and a lot of momentum carrying them on the two would find themselves upstairs in short time. it also wouldn't take much time for things to get a little bit more heated in that room as well, the reason for that was James showed a lot more directness than he usually ever showed when he was sober. The two would be stripped in minutes, with James showing his strength by demonstrating how easily he could press her onto the bed.

James: “That height isn't so good now is it missy?~" He said in a very cocky tone, I want to get no response from a very mesmerized and astounded Sandra who simply couldn't stop looking at the third leg he called a dick.

Her mezmorization would be broken very soon by the realization that he was about to give her the “full experience” so quickly. She hoped that a quick-witted response would stop him.

Sandra: Huh, so you think that’s going to please me, don’t you?~ How fu-.” Those will be the older words that James would allow her to say before he immediately changed positions and started going very roughly with her almost immediately. Most we consider this kind of position a mating press, and those that would have witnessed it saw complete domination. with every thrust it looked like he was breaking not only a little bit of her body but a lot of her mind as well. Of course, that's just the result of losing yourself to a little bit of lust, but Sandra had proven with such that she had lost. As time went on, he just got faster and so much rougher with her keeping her pressed in the same position for what felt like an eternity but was really only a bit over an hour. Sandra was a moaning mess, and overtime she’d lose that drunkenness by how much they were going. However, this would come to a short stop without warning, James started to fill her with the first of what would be many loads. Sandra could only gasp as she was filled up and finally released. For a long moment, the two laid next to each other, panting and soaking in the afterglow of it all. Soon James felt a bit bad and decided to speak.

James: “Well... uh... sorry about that lass-” He said in a mildly apologetic tone only to be hushed by Sandra, who's smirked at his sudden politeness.

Sandra: “No need for that you... I won’t lie, I wanted it too.” He grunted a bit as she leaned up, seeing the small buldge in her belly from the sheer size of his load. “Woah... talk about having a big thing in a small package, though I doubt you’d go more after that~.” She’d say before turning to see that not only was he ready for more but also eager to do more to her.

It would not be the only round that they would do that night, as a matter of fact they felt like they went all night with so many different positions in ways that all they could do was feel immense amounts of pleasure. Needless to say, they would that bar with a lot better feelings towards each other not only as friends but as friends with benefits as well. Talk about a special birthday present.

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