Beach Pickup
By valerafon
A big woman sees a cute guy at the beach and she must have him.


This is a work of fiction and should not be read by anyone under the age of
eighteen. Please do not read further if you are offended by violence and or
sexual content.

I was walking down the beach in my tiny red bikini and thinking about the fact
that my roommate had just found the perfect guy. He was cute and cuddly and
all the other things that Kathy and I just adored in our men, and the little
fellow was wealthy too. Wow, talk about hitting the jackpot.

Of course, when she saw him she just had to have him so she took him. He was
so in awe of her that he didn't put up much of a fuss. Weak little guys like
that never do. In fact, they're very thankful for having such a big beautiful
woman take complete charge of their life, and Brad was no different. Kathy
went to his apartment and moved all of his stuff in yesterday and that makes
me more than a bit jealous because I haven't found mister right yet myself.

I had spent many days at the beach looking for the right guy but the pickings
were slim. It just wasn't the right time of year and the beaches I frequented
were relatively deserted. The fishing was no better today and I was giving up
and heading for my car when I saw him.

He was sitting on a blanket looking out at the ocean looking just so cute and
forlorn that he immediately garnered my attention. When he finally noticed me
I was walking past about twenty feet away and staring directly at him. From
his expression I could see that he was enthralled with me, but of course how
couldn't he be? I was unbelievably tall and muscular and men found me
extremely beautiful.

I almost walked right by the little jewel but he did something extremely brave
and I was sure completely out of character. He picked up his little hand and
waved it at me, and I heard him say, "Hi!" in a weak little voice.

He looked so cute and helpless sitting there that it really turned me on and I
stopped for a moment and looked around. There was no one else on the beach so
I was fairly certain that he was alone. It was the perfect situation and I was
hoping he would turn out to be just what I was looking for.

When I started walking towards him he got a little frightened, and he put his
hand up to his mouth like he was completely stunned that I had even noticed
him making him seem even more adorable to me.

The closer I got the better he looked. All he was wearing was a pair of white
cutoff jeans letting me see much of his weak little body. He wasn't emaciated
or anything like that, but in comparison to me his body really looked scrawny.
In fact, I couldn't make out any muscle definition at all, but don't get me
wrong that's just the way I liked my little toy men.

His feet were bare too just like mine and they looked so positively tiny, but
what really caught my eye were his blond hair and surfer good looks. He did
look just like a surfer too except without the height and all the muscles.
This was getting better and better.

He remained quiet as I walked right up and he had this cute little expression
on his face that just drove me wild with anticipation. It was a cross between
stunned awe of my big well muscled body and frightened concern at what his
gesture and greeting had gotten him into. If he only knew I thought.

Walking right up to him I placed my big massive muscular legs on either side
of his scrawny ones, placed my hands on my hips in a provocative manner, and
looked down at him with a very dominant look on my face.

In response, to my overwhelming presence he had put his hands together like he
was praying. He looked so cute sitting there staring up at me in complete awe
of my body that it flamed my passions even more, and I thought yes little one
you should be prying to me ... I am a goddess.

I gave him a few moments to compose himself and to take in my commanding
presence. He spent a lot of the time looking at my legs. I guess it was hard
for him to comprehend that a female could look so good and have so much
muscle. I was sure that he had never seen anyone quite like me before, and his
expression was pure gold.

He just couldn't take his eyes off my big muscular thighs. Each were bigger in
circumference than his upper body and I was sure that all that shapely
feminine muscle was playing havoc with his brain. I was sure he wanted to run,
but my shapely female body and my super model good looks had transfixed him in
place.

I gave him a moment more and then I moved even closer so that he had to crane
his head to look up at me, and now my huge breasts had him completely
enthralled. They jutted out so far from my body that I thought they were a bit
much, but men always found them intriguing, and this little guy was positively
staring up at them in complete awe. At this point I wasn't sure if he was a
breast or a leg man, but there would be time enough to find out.

His face was right below me now and I actually had to bend slightly so I could
see his face over my big breasts. He still had that wide eyed half crazed
expression on his face that just drove me wild and I decided that it was now
time for him to experience me up close and personal.

Reaching down I placed my big hands under his armpits and lifted. He was so
frightened by my imposing presence that he was completely frozen in place, and
it was impossible for him to make any move to try and stop me. Of course, I
was far too strong for him and I would have brushed aside any move he would
had made like a horse brushes a fly away with the sweep of its tail.

I lifted him up till he was lifted off the sand next to my superior female
body with his feet dangling down by my knees. This time, the expression on his
face was more one of wonder and awe as he stared right back at me. As I held
his light weight body out at arms length I started to talk to him, "You're a
cute little guy aren't you? And what's your name?" I asked him as I held his
body high above the sand.

In a timid little voice he managed to stutter out, "Tom ... my name is Tom."

I raised him a little higher and twisted his little body playfully in my hands
before I answered back, "Well Tom ... I guess this is your lucky day!"

"What are you going to do with me?" he asked fearfully.

"This!" I answered back before I pulled him tightly to my body and gave him a
long passionate kiss. His body melted in my strong embrace as I continued the
over whelming kiss for a very long time. I had positioned his face slightly
below mine and I used my hand which was behind his head to keep his face right
where I wanted it and his lips glued to mine.

He struggled briefly but I had him held too securely for him to break free,
and his struggles only heightened my lust. I truly loved it when a man
struggled in my arms. It made me feel so strong, so alive, and so female.

I continued to hold him pressed firmly against my body and I was sure all the
marvelous sensations I was transmitting to him from the feel of my lips
pressed tightly against his to the feel of my giant breasts against his naked
chest to my overwhelming presence as I kissed him and held him securely in my
arms were all having the desired effect on him. Then I chose this moment to
slip my other hand to his belt buckle loosen it, and as I continued to kiss
him in my firm embrace I slowly began to slide his pants down his legs and off
his body.

As soon as he felt what I was doing down below he tried once more to break
free, but of course I held him far too securely for that to happen.

Once his pants were off I broke off the kiss and let him breath. As he gasped
for breath I asked him coyly, "Don't you want to know my name?"

He looked up at me and shook his head yes and I noticed that the astonished
expression that I loved had returned to his face.

Holding him with one arm pressed against my body I told him, "My name is Betsy
but you can call me Betts!"

Still looking at me he asked further in that timid shaky voice of his that
really turned me on, "How old?"

"I'm eighteen," and you're ... "I asked.

"He looked down and said like he was embarrassed once he found out my age,
"I'm twenty four."

"That's perfect," I replied, "I like older men ... they usually have some
money!"

Then he looked back up at me and said proudly, "I'm an engineer ... I make a
good buck!"

I smiled at him and said, "You are!" But at the same time as I held him
against me I took off my bikini briefs so that I was now naked from the waist
down.

He looked down and asked very dumbly, "Why did you do that?"

He was already hard so I pressed him firmly to my lower body forcing him
inside and raising my head I yelled out, "So I can do this my little
engineer!"

I took him in mid air and as I held him firmly to me as we made love he placed
his little hands on my breasts and stared up at me in complete happiness. We
made love for some time and when I set him down next to me he was already
completely mine. He placed his arms around my waist which were barely able to
fit around me, and then he turned his head and hugged his face to my midriff
as I patted his hair with my hand.

He was so cute and tiny. His head fit completely under my huge breasts and it
looked like he was under a sexy canapé as he hugged my mid riff.

"You belong to me now my little engineer," I told him as he hugged me tightly
to him.

His answer of course was not unexpected, "You're ... You're like the girl of
my dreams," he told me.

"So you like big girls?" I asked him. "That's good because I like you too!"

We cuddled for a few minutes more and then we put our clothes back on and I
was ready to take him home with me when I heard a familiar voice yell out from
nearby, "Hello Betts, what ya got there?"

I turned around and saw that it was my roommate and she was carrying Brad in
her one arm as she waved to me with her other. I waved back and said happily,
"Look what I found! His name is Tom. He's twenty four and he's an engineer."

By this time Kathy had made her way to me and she said happily as she looked
Tom over, "He's really cute! Are you going to keep him?"

I looked at Tom before I answered. He was looking at Kathy the same way he had
looked at me, and I couldn't blame him. My roommate was a few inches taller
than me, almost as muscular, and really good looking herself. She was one
awesome package.

Finally I told her jokingly, "Of course I'm going to keep him and just
remember he belongs to me."

Both I and Kathy laughed heartily as we set the two diminutive men down, and
as soon as we did I was surprised to see that Tom was a good six inches taller
than Brad. It really brought home to me just how small Brad was. He barely
came up to Kathy's waist.

Kathy was wearing a tight fitting hip hugger which really showcased her
muscles and she was naked from the waist up showing off her incredible rack.
Her breasts may have been big but I had her in that department as well. Brad
on the other hand was completely naked and he had a cute little hardon
besides. I guess being pressed up against Kathy's big beautiful body while she
carried him had turned the little guy on.

Kathy and I talked for awhile decided on a course of action and then picked up
the two men and cradled them in our arms. After that I took a moment to take
Tom's jeans off and then we were good to go. As we walked to the car with both
men securely cradled in our strong arms I glanced toward Kathy and she was
taking her pinky finger and toying with Brad's face as she carried him. She
was making funny little noises as she pressed her face close to his and Brad
was responding to all the attention by giggling uproariously. To me it looked
just like a mother playing with her baby as she carried him and it inspired me
to do something similar with Tom as we continued walking to the car.

Once we had the two men inside our beach house we set them back down and it
was Kathy who took the lead this time. Brad had his arm around Kathy's big
left thigh and he was hugging it possessively as he looked way up at her face
which was many feet above his own. He was sporting another hard on and so was
Tom as he watched the pair very closely. I was a bit ticked off at Tom's
attention to my roommate and I had my hands on my hips and I was frowning as I
watched everyone.

That's when Kathy decided to showoff. First she picked Brad up by his waist
with one hand and lifted him clear off the floor and then she grabbed Tom in
the same fashion and picked him up as well. Kathy easily held both men out at
arms length as she looked at me and said happily, "Look Betts ... I'm palming
two men at once!"

It was always hard for me to stay mad a Kathy and I immediately broke out into
laughter.

That's when Tom decided to act up and he said angrily, "Put me down you big
bitch!"

Of course, that was not to be tolerated from any man and Kathy handed him back
to me. While I held him off the floor with one hand holding him by his waist,
Kathy placed her free hand on top of his back to steady Tom and then I began
to wail the tar out of him.

He really kicked up a fuss as I bruised his ego and his back side, but he had
it coming. Tom had to realize who wore the pants in this relationship.

While I was tattooing Tom's ass with my hand, Brad really became frightened
and he buried his head in Kathy's shoulder trying to blot out the loud smacks
and the screaming. Kathy held him tightly to her shoulder with one hand and
she was whispering into his ear, no doubt warning him about the evils of
acting macho.

That's when Tom really pissed me off and said something truly horrendous.
"Stop ... I'm a man for god sakes!"

I immediately lifted Tom completely into my arms so I could get better
leverage and really reddened his ass.

By then Brad had positioned himself on Kathy's shoulder so he could p[lace his
arms around her neck and snuggle his face into hers. Kathy now had him so that
he was being carried mostly in her left arm with her big hand under his ass
for support and she had her other hand behind his head pushing his face even
closer to hers so she could snuggle with him and talk to her toy as I spanked
Tom.

In a soft firm voice she told Brad, "Remember you belong to me now and that
you're no longer a man ... You're my little toy! Do you understand?" she asked
him in an even firmer voice.

He pulled away far enough so he could look at her and shake his head yes
telling her that he understood and then he started placing little kisses on
her cheek as he snuggled up even closer to her in her strong arms.

Watching Brad's complete subservience only made me madder and Tom paid for
that with a real good tanning. I knew I had some work to do before he was like
Brad.

For the piece de resistance I lifted Tom high above my head with one hand and
gave him three final whacks with my right hand. After that Tom was a little
more compliant.

Brad got to watch the final three whacks from a ring side seat. Kathy held
Brad out in the palm of her hand and Brad watched Tom's final punishment in
what I term fearful amazement. After that our two toys were very well behaved.

Kathy and I sat down on a nearby bench and as Brad looked on from Kathy's lap
I shook my finger at Tom and read him the riot act. He was sobbing and acting
very condescending as he stood with his face almost buried in between my boobs
obviously trying to get on my good side. It worked a little because I latched
on to his member and held it firmly as my voice went down a few octaves and my
lecture became less threatening.

Afterwards, Kathy proposed something that I found very intriguing. She wanted
to swap guys for the night. I really liked Tom but I wanted to get my hands on
Brad ever since he moved in. It was an offer I couldn't refuse. After all Tom
would be available to me any time I wanted him so I readily agreed.

Five minutes later everyone was naked and Brad found himself cradled in my
arms and Tom was in the same position in Kathy's arms and then we carried our
little packages to our separate rooms for a long interesting night.

The End

P.S. Who do you think the two men finally ended up with?