Little Jackie
By Montrose
Big Al finds out that tough girls come in small packages


I didn't see it coming at all. She was so petite, for one thing. And she
didn't look crazy - sweet in a trouble-maker sort of way seemed more accurate.
I met her at a party where she asked me my name. "Alan," I shouted back, over
the music. "I'm a work friend of Mike's." It was Mike's party after all. "Who
do you know here?"

"Including you?" she asked. "Two people. I'm Mike's upstairs neighbor,
Jackie."

We shook hands, mine engulfing hers, but found it hard to talk with the music
blasting. It gave me a chance to size her up - 19-23 year of age, black hair
(probably dyed considering her fair skin), perky set displayed in a black body
hugging top and great legs in fish nets under a fantasy-length catholic school
girl skirt. Lace up black military style boots completed her outfit except for
a funny scarf - pink and flowery. I seemed out-of-place with the rest of her
outfit. She was trim and short - maybe 5 feet 1 and 95 pounds. She had to look
up to my six feet and 175.

"Let's go somewhere quiet," she shouted into my ear. I nodded and she took my
hand, leading me to the pantry off the kitchen. It was deep and had a swinging
door.

Once in she stepped up onto a stool left in there to reach high shelves.
Smiling at me, still looking up, she removed her scarf.

I moved close and put my hands on her slim hips - my fingers wrapped around to
her buns. The evening was looking up as I pulled up the back of her skirt and
got my hands on her warm cheeks. She, smiling, flipped the scarf over my head
and wrapped it around my neck, I thought to pull me in for a kiss. Instead she
pulled the ends tight, choking me. Muscles jumped into definition on her arms.

I jerked back but she pulled me around until I fell to my knees seeing spots.
The scarf tightened as I clawed at it with my hands. "What the...?" I croaked,
feeling my face turn red. I could not breathe.

"Shhhhhh," she said then gritted her teeth and tightened the scarf even more.
"Quiet baby. It'll soon be over."

Was she trying to kill me!

My eyes began to water. It was time to put a stop to this. I pulled her hands
together loosening the scarf, having to use all my strength, and stood up. She
slammed a boot into my belly and knocked me back down. Once I was on my knees
again she stepped off the stool and slipped her legs around my neck. She put
me into a standing reverse scissors and quickly removed the scarf.

I could breathe now, but just barely. I reached for her and she slipped the
scarf around one wrist, knotting it, pulling my arm behind my back. Quick as a
wink she caught my other wrist and had my hands tied together behind me as she
crushed my neck in her firm legs. I was beginning to black out.

I fought to stand but fell over. She rode my head right into the floor.

"Please!" I finally said as she sat on my neck with her pelvic bone digging
into my chin. "What the hell do you want?"

"Just having some fun," she replied. "Do you give up, you big pansy baby?"

That got me madder than her jumping me like she did. I struggled, but she
laughed and slapped my face as she choked me with her legs.

"If I had a fresh start, I'd turn you over my fucking knee!" I gasped.

"Oh, you think so, pansy boy?"

"Yeah!"

"How much you wanna bet?"

"Anything!"

She smiled. "Okay, how about this. I'll let you up and you and I will fight in
the middle of the party. We'll let everyone know it's a bet. If I win, you
have to kiss my butt in front of everyone and thank me for hurting you. What
do you want if you win?"

"I wanna bend you over and fuck your brains out!" I was pissed, but also
turned on. Her groin in my face smelled good.

She laughed. "Raising the stakes? Fine, but if I win, I'm gonna fuck you."

"Deal," I managed to choke out. Part of me thought, "How could I lose?"

She let go and hopped up to her feet. "Deal," she said. "Get up and let's
move, pansy." She untied me and dropped the scarf.

It took me a while but I finally got to my feet. Once standing, I was amazed
at how tiny she was. "I'm going to crush you."

She smirked with amusement in her eyes. She didn't seem at all afraid.

Once we got out there, she shut off the music. "HEY!" a bunch of drunks
yelled.

"Entertainment time!" Jackie yelled back, clearing a spot in the middle of the
floor. The room was hot with so many people. "Big Al here thinks he can bend
me over and spank me. I'm going to show him otherwise. One round. Submission
ends it. No holds barred. Betting is encouraged. Sound fun?"

The place exploded. We were delayed as several make-shift bookies took odds. I
was favored to win 5-1, which felt insulting. Who would bet against me?
Several cell phone started recording.

We circled. Jackie smiled happily up at me. "Prepare to be humiliated, pansy."

I snarled and dove at her. She popped a boot into my gut and stepped to one
side avoiding my grasp as I fell to my knees. Damn she was fast.

I reach out and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her as I stood. I had
her sideways in the air, face down. I dropped to one knee, driving the other
into her belly. The room gasped. I picked her up, flipped her upside down and
applied a bear hug.

She slammed the side of my head with a boot heel. I staggered from the impact.
The second blow on the other side knocked me to the ground while Jackie did a
handspring to land on her feet.

Before I could get off my hands and knees she jumped onto my back, driving me
hard into the floor. "Up Simba!" she shouted and pulled on my hair. I
staggered back to my hands and knees and was about to stand when she dug her
heels into my ribs.

"OOF!" My right arm covered my ribs.

She stood and put a boot on the back of my head and drove my face into the
floor. My skull bounced and the crowd gasped. Jackie jumped into the air and
landed hard on my back. She locked her legs around my arms and yanked them
back behind me. I screamed in pain.

"Don't give up yet, Al," she said over the laughter. "We're just getting
started!"

"Kick his ass!" Someone yelled. "Fuckin' wimp!"

She got up and let me pull myself together as she circled me. I lunged and she
hopped over me, kicking me in the ass for my trouble. The crowd enjoyed it and
she took a few bows. I got up and stood with my hands out, cautious.

"Scared?" she asked me. "Because you should be. I'm going to mop up this floor
with you."

"You already have!" Mike shouted and everyone laughed.

I lunged. Jackie ducked under me, lifted me onto her slim shoulders and
flipped me onto my back using my own momentum. She dropped onto my chest,
grabbed my hair and beat my face with her fist as I tried to ward off her
blows. The crowd counted her punches.

"1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! 11! 12!" She stood and took a victory lap
around my body. My eyes were swelling and I tasted blood.

Jackie pulled me to my feet, only to get me into a reverse headlock. She
dropped backwards, slamming my forehead into the floor. I blacked out.

When I came to, she had me on my back in a scissors as she twisted one of my
arms nearly out of the socket. Her tight ass was in my face.

"He's awake," someone told her.

"I'll let you submit now, pansy boy, if you do it while kissing my ass."

The ladies in the room were loving this. Jackie was their new hero. But I had
no choice. I puckered up and gave her hard cheeks a smooch. "I submit." I
kissed it again because it felt good on my face.

"Now thank me for giving you such sweet pain, bitch."

I croaked out the words that would release me. "Thank you for the pain."

"Are you a pansy?" she asked.

That hadn't been part of the bargain, but when I delayed answering, she
tightened her hold on my neck.

"YES!" I gasped. "I'm a pansy!"

"Got that right," said a buxom blonde and the crowd roared.

The room exploded as Jackie stood and put a foot on my chest with her fists
raised. She received high fives and hugs all around. A few of the women
stopped to laugh at me or pour a little of their drinks on my face.

When the crowd cleared, Jackie kicked me gently in the ribs. "Okay, pansy.
Looks like you're my bitch tonight - gotta honor the bet, right? Get up."

Laughter and taunts thundered in my ears as I stood and left, herded by little
Jackie. The buxom blonde (who stood as tall as me) sucker punched me in a rib
while I was gazing into her cleavage, leaving me gasping and people
congratulating her. I felt it crack on impact. Were all the chicks Mike knew
weight lifters?

"Find your own bitch, ladies," Jackie said. "This one is mine."

The big blonde picked Jackie up and kissed her long and hard. Jackie wrapped
her legs around the blonde and kissed her back. The blonde fell back against
the wall and eventually slid to the floor as the crowd applauded and cheered.
When Jackie stood, she turned and offered her ass to the blonde. She gave it a
wet lick and begged, "Call me?"

"I'll think about it." Jackie walked away leaving the blonde breathing hard
and looking wistful.

She led me upstairs, let me in to her apartment, then tripped me to the floor.
I rolled in agony.

"Empty your pockets, bitch."

I held up my wallet and keys. She took my money and tossed the rest into a
corner.

"Get into the bedroom."

I lost my head and made a last ditch attempt move on her. She wasn't expecting
it so I ended up slamming her into the closed door. The air rushed from her
lungs with a girlish grunt of surprise. I slammed a fist into her gut as I
held her pinned with my arm on her throat. She squirmed but couldn't user her
boots against me in such tight quarters. I grabbed her neck, my fingers
wrapping almost all the way around. I squeezed hard and watched her face turn
red. I had her now. She was going to be mine!

Her eyes bugged out as she clawed at my hand. She managed to get a finger
around my thumb and pry it free. Fast as lightening, she climbed up my body
until her boots were on my thighs and she was high above me, her back still to
the door. She pulled my head back by my hair and punched me three times in the
face before I fell backwards with her on my chest, right on the rib the blonde
snapped.

"GOD! Sorry!" I gasped. "My rib! I submit! I'm hurt! Please!"

"I'll bet you are," she snarled as she drove a knee into my groin. She stood
over my twisted body. "Now do as I said. When I'm done with you, you might
never walk again, bitch."

"Please no!" I begged from the floor between her feet.

"I might have had mercy a minute ago, but you had to go all cowboy on me. Play
time is over, bitch. Get moving." She kicked me hard in the butt.

I crawled, gasping, to the bedroom. When she joined me she was wearing a giant
cock and little else - just the fishnets and boots. Before I could beg for
mercy, she pulled my face up by my ears and stuffed that thick log between my
swollen lips. I gagged, but she kept stroking deeper and deeper until she had
worn out my gag reflex. My eyes watered and drool soaked my chin. She stood
over me, slamming into my face. Her firm tits bobbed erotically as she thrust
deep down my throat over and over, pulling hard on my ears.

Jackie pulled out. The cock was dripping with my saliva as she rubbed it on my
face. "You like that, Bitch?" she snarled. I could only moan in reply. "Yeah,
sure you do. It's like candy to you." She guided it back into my mouth and
face fucked me again. My hands roamed up and down her powerful legs as she
worked. I could feel her muscles flex under the fishnets. My own rod grew hard
in response.

Jackie kept that up until she was covered with a fine layer of sweat from the
constant humping. Then she pulled me toward her bed and made me lay face down
on it with my legs hanging off. I gasped like a landed fish while she pulled
down my pants. I tried to say, "Please no," but only air came out.

"What's this?" She grabbed my boner in her hot little hand and twisted it
until I squeaked in pain. "You getting off on being fucked, Bitch? How sweet."

"Please!" I whispered/cried.

Jackie stroked my rod with her tiny hand. Pleasure raced through me. "You like
that?"

"Oh god yes!"

She stroked faster and faster. I was near climax when she let go and crammed a
knee into my balls.

I was beyond screaming. I just let out air and wept.

"Are you a virgin, Bitch?" Jackie asked. I whimpered. She laughed. "I'll take
that as a yes. We'll, say goodbye to that, baby, cuz here I come."

"AAAAA!" I found my voice as she crammed that damn thing up my ass. I
struggled to stand but she kicked my feet to the sides and drove an elbow into
my lower back.

"I'm only half way in, Bitch! Save it for when I get rough!"

But, by the time she was "getting rough" I was unable to scream, once again.
She rode me and spanked me until she herself was gasping for air and showing
signs of fatigue.

Exhausted, she unstrapped, leaving the bone up my butt, and crawled up onto my
back. She collapsed with her hard nipples heating up my shoulder blades and
her face dripping onto my neck. Our sweat mingled until we became one. Our
hearts throbbed together and our gasps for air syncopated, settling into deep
breathing. Her tiny hands roamed over my broad shoulders as she rested.

She sighed, then pulled her bare, sweaty body along until her butt was in my
face. "Lick it," she said.

As tired as she was, I was in worse shape. I did as told, sliding my tongue up
her salty ass.

"Yeah...." She sighed and wiggled her rump as I licked it over and over.
"Feeeeellls gooooooood. Oh, you have talent, bitch."

She eventually rolled over and offered her outrageously tight little clam to
my mouth. I slurped and slurped until she sprayed my face with hot cum, then I
licked it all up, cleaning her. "ohhhhh.... Good bitch." She patted my head as
her legs relaxed on my shoulders.

As dawn began to break, she crawled up to her pillows and pulled her blankets
up. "Get the fuck out," she told me.

"Yes'm. Thank you. Bless you." I rolled the taste of her on my swollen tongue.
Delicious. "Can I get you anything?"

"Fuck off," she purred, snuggling deeper into her pillow.

"Yes'm."

I tried to pull my pants up until I realized that her bone was still inside of
me. It took a while for me to work it out. Once I did, I crawled to the
bathroom and cleaned it well, strapping it to a shower rod to drip dry. I was
able to stand now, but I looked like a bruised and lacerated ape in the
bathroom mirror. My face was a pudding of bruises and swollen flesh. I could
only see out of my left eye.

Finally, I managed to pull on my pants, gather my wallet, and limp to the
door. On a small table near the door were her keys, a vase, and a paper and
pencil. I left her my phone number. The vision and taste of her tight little
quim filled me with longing. I would endure anything to see her again. In the
note I wrote, "Thank you. Call me, please?" and drew a heart under my name.

A week later I got my note back in the mail, ripped up. On a note of her own
she had written, "Fuck off. I found a better bitch." She included a snapshot
looking down on a woman with her mouth pried open by the strap on I knew so
well. It was the blonde from the party. She looked a little bruised and out of
it. I guess Jackie was playing rough with her too.

There was also a P.S. "Good work cleaning my cock. Maybe I'll let you do that
for Tina and me."

Still, she knows where I live now! And she said thanks - or at least
complimented my work. She might stop by, right?

Maybe?

Or maybe she would let me watch while she fucks this Tina, blonde chick?

I hope she wasn't just leading me on. Please let her contact me.

God, I hope so. I'm too much of a chicken to go to her uninvited.

I lost my job after Mike saw me at work and started laughing. He told me
Jackie and that blonde had been hooking up regularly. He said it must be
humiliating to not just get beat up by a little girl, but to have another
woman turn her on more than I do.

I hit him so hard I gave him a concussion and he landed flat right in front of
our boss. I'm not weak. I'm just not in the same class as little Jackie. At
least that blonde is in my weight class. I could probably take her... Which
gave me an idea.

I wrote Jackie back. "I would be happy to serve you in any way, cock cleaner
or otherwise. Also, I would be delighted to beat the shit out of that blonde
bimbo if you grow tired of doing so personally."

Tina, the blonde, wrote back. "Bring it, pansy. Miss Jackie demands you be
here at 9pm the first Saturday of next month."

Enough time had passed that I was fairly healed. I trained up and was ready to
go when the day arrived. I would beat that big slow blonde down without mercy
and be Jackie's plaything once more.

Tina opened the door when I knocked. "Miss Jackie" had her feet up and was
wearing a lovely black nighty and drinking a dry martini with two olives. Tina
returned to her and knelt before her, touching her head to the floor. With her
rump in the air I got a good look up her short skit - no panties. Nice puffy
blonde muff.

"Shall I entertain you by demolishing this pansy, Miss?"

Jackie sucked an olive, then ate it before answering. "I will allow the winner
between you to mount me this evening."

With that, Tina turned on me like a wild animal, and I on her. We slammed
together in the middle of the living room. Our arms struggled for best
advantage. I pushed into her but couldn't budge her. She drove me back to a
wall, grabbed my belt and shirt, lifted me over her head and slammed me face
first into the floor on the other side of her.

Stunned, I tried to stand, but failed.

"Slowly," Jackie commanded. "Don't get it over too quickly."

"Yes Miss," Tina replied, bowing. She stood back.

Thank god. The room kept tilting on me.

Tina had to help me to my feet. Once I was steady, we circled. Tina had
stripped off her top, exposing a remarkable rack - had to be fake. She looked
hot in just the white skirt and deck shoes. But my prize was Jackie. I swung a
punch and caught Tina on the chin while she was winking at Jackie. Her head
snapped back. The same punch had landed Mike. I hit her from the other side
and snapped her head the other way. Her eyes rolled in her pretty face.
Progress at last. I slammed into her and backed her up a few steps before she
threw me back.

She shook her head and staggered a bit. I stepped in for the killing blow,
landing it on her temple. She went down to one knee and popped back up. My
hand was throbbing. BAM! I smacked her other temple. Now I had two throbbing
hands and she was still on her feet. She swung wild, I ducked and rammed three
into her meaty gut. Her hands dropped. I popped her chin a couple more times
before her hands went up. I expected I had her on the ropes.

She spat in my eye.

"I think you got her mad, pansy boy," Jackie warned me.

Tina plowed a jab up into my tender rib, snapping it again. My arm went down
to protect it. She delivered a left hook to my temple and down I went. The
room was spinning and I heard bells.

Big Tina landed on my chest. Pain consumed me. She must weight 190 at least as
she bounced on my damaged rib. She tucked my arms under her legs and used my
face for a speed bag, smacking me at will.

"Slowly."

"Sorry Miss." Tina stopped and stood. She pulled me up to my feet.

I fell over.

She pulled me back to my feet and propped me against the wall. "Come on,
pansy," she whispered to me. "Don't wimp out yet."

I punched, and she let it land. There wasn't much behind it now. She spread
her arms and let me land a few to her belly. Then she closed her arms around
my head and stuffed my face between her tits - a standing smother. "Permission
to end it Miss?"

"Permission granted," Jackie replied.

No air - just hot sweaty tit flesh. No matter how I struggle, that's all I
get.

The next thing I recall, I push myself off the floor and hear wild screams. I
crawl to the bedroom where I see Tina on top of Jackie, riding her hard with
that fake cock. Jackie's legs are in the air jerking about in time to Tina's
hard thrusts. It's like she wants to fuck that girl clear through the mattress
onto the floor and down to Mike's.

I fell to the floor. She was hammering that tight clam. I had lost my
opportunity! I swooned in despair.

Tina slapped me back to this world. Once I opened my eyes I saw her boobies
dangling over me. "You in there, bitch?"

I moaned.

She laughed. "Your turn." She was still wearing the strap on.

"What?" I was awake now. "No!"

"Like you can stop me." Tina turned me over.

I struggled to get away. She dragged me back by my hips.

"Fight it, baby," she purred as she stuffed it in. "I like that." I tried to
scream but she stuffed her socks into my mouth. "Don't act like you don't love
it, pansy!" She giggled as she said this. "I know better."

I gasped as she drove it home. She settled her full weight down on me and
whispered in my ear. "Yeah... take it baby." Her hooters pulsed on my back as
she humped and pulled back on my hair. I grunted into her smelly socks as she
fell on me over and over. Her long tongue licked the side of my face and
tunneled in my ear.

She didn't take long - maybe only ten minutes. She just wanted to prove her
point - that she could and I couldn't stop her. When she pulled out. I spat
out her socks. She wiped the cock on my shirt then stuffed it into my mouth.
"Clean that."

I spit it out, gagging.

She flipped me over and sat on my chest again. "What do you say?" Her massive
rack swayed high above me as she folded her sturdy arms under them.

"Yes'm?"

"Sure, but aren't you going to thank me?"

Anger flared in me.

"Or would you rather I fucked you some more?"

"Thank you," I mumbled.

"For what?"

"For... for fucking me up the ass."

She patted me on the head. "You're welcome you insignificant bitch." Before
standing she slid her big wet clam and salty asshole over my face, pausing to
blast a juicy fart on my nose.

As I struggled to my feet I saw Jackie spread eagle on the bed, moaning
happily, a wide grin on her sweet face.

Tina smiled at me and put an arm around my shoulders - it was heavy. "I bet
you wish you were going over there to lick that sweet girl."

I nodded.

"Tough shit, bitch. You try and I'll sit on your face until you die. You
believe me?"

I nodded.

"Smart man." She took me in her arms and kissed me, stuffing her long tongue
down my throat as she groped my ass. She rubbed her groin on me, feeling how
stiff I was. She laughed in my face and pushed me toward the bathroom.
"Fucking loser."

Tina climbed back in bed and started licking Jackie's pie, cleaning her up.

I staggered closer.

Tina snarled at me. "Did I say you could watch?"

I backed away, to the bathroom and got to work cleaning off the cock.

When I came out, the big blonde pulled me into the living room. "You got one
more job," she said.

"What?"

She bent over and grabbed the sofa. "Fuck me hard. I'm going crazy for it."

Her wide rump wiggled at me, making my tool jump. Her beefy clam was oozing
honey. "Really?" My boner was painful and I could use the release. That quim
was juicy but much bigger than Jackie tight little thing. I imagined fisting
her and my rod throbbed.

"Hurry up, before she wakes up!"

"You want me to just..."

"Fuck me hard right now or so help me I will break your fucking neck!" she
snapped at me.

That was enough of an invitation for me. I leaped to it, slamming her doggy
style. She made funny noises - you know how some girls do. Apparently my bone
was enough for her even if she was a big girl. She came fast before I did. I
was reaching climax when she came again so hard I had to hold on tight.

Panting she dropped onto the sofa. "Better. Now, clean me up."

I did as told. There was so much cum - hers and mine - that it made me a
little queasy, but I got it all down. Once I licked the last from her knee
where it had dripped, she grabbed my hair and threw me toward the door. "Get
lost." She staggered back to the bedroom on rubbery legs.

"Yes'm," I replied to the empty room.

Before I could stand I heard giggling, then Jackie say, "Oh, yesssss... OH!
GOD yes fuck me!" and I knew Tina had slipped the strap on back into her tight
little clam once again. How long would she remain tight under that big blonde?
"You are so good, Tina," she moaned. "I'm so glad you won."

"Was there ever any doubt?" Tina asked in her alto voice. "It was almost
impossible to keep from taking him out in the first five seconds."

They both laughed like music and I heard them kissing. I wanted to sneak in
and watch, but was afraid they might hear me.

I stroked my wet cock, listening to them fuck. As Jackie's grunts grew faster,
so did my hand until I sprayed a glob, which I caught. It sat warm in my palm.
Jackie's grunts rose in pitch and intensity - she would orgasm soon herself. I
slurped up my cum when she did, dreaming that it was hers.

I left another note. "Please let me know if I may be of further service. Thank
you both so very much. Your bitch slave, Alan."

Why pretend I was anything else? I only hope they keep including me.

Nothing to do now but tell my doctor I re-broke my rib. How will I explain it
this time?