Young virgin college grad’s blind date with an Amazon Goddess.

By Bernard Marx – Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

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Jude was five-six, slim, and had a boyish face that could be better described as pretty than handsome. He compensates by trying to grow a beard.

Lyndsey was blonde, beautiful, and built. She was six foot two in heels. Her tits hung like ripe melons. Her juicy thighs and bubble-butt rounded out a form that could silence a room just by walking in. The two of them were all too happy to make their friends uncomfortable with impromptu make out sessions or keep their neighbors up every night with pleasurable moans from their residence.

How they met..

They were truly the most passionate couple you’d ever seen, if not an unusual one to look at.

It’s amazing to think that their relationship started off with a prank.

At first Jude had been surprised at his friend, Jason, and his generosity that night. Setting up blind dates wasn’t normally the kind of thing Jason did. Jason explained that Jude deserved a break after graduating college without having scored even one girl’s phone number all four years.

Jude showered, shaved, put on his best - and only - suit, and went to the restaurant. The fears that he would be meeting some dumpy chess club girl immediately disappeared when he saw the angel already seated & waiting for him at the table. Her full crimson lips that begged to be kissed, big blue eyes, hair like gold silk, and generous rack stretching out the body-hugging magenta knit dress.

“Are you Jude?” Lyndsey asked with a pleasant smile.

He gulped. “Yeah.”

“I’m Lyndsey, nice to meet you.”

She thought Jude was charming and sweet; he thought Lyndsey was enchanting and funny. Jude couldn’t believe how lucky he was. But he was incredibly nervous, at the same time.

About twenty minutes into the date, through appetizers and drinks; Lyndsey said “Let me go powder my nose.”

When she stood up to her full, majestic height, Jude took in her towering statuesque presence. He suddenly felt like he was in an ancient Greek temple. She smiled and walked toward the back restrooms.

A man sitting at the nearest table, glanced at her as she walked past him, then locked eyes with Jude and started chuckling. Jude had been the recipient of short jokes for years, but this stranger’s laughter was an insult.

Jude snorted, then pulled out his phone and texted Jason:

Haw! Haw! Real funny, dickhead.

Jason’s response was three laughing-face emojis with three eggplants.

Jude thought about walking out then and there, but that would’ve been rude to Lyndsey. She’s been very pleasant company up til now.

It would be better to just ride the date out, then text her tomorrow with some vague excuse about he’s too busy to date right now.

Rejection is a hideous tormentor. And Jude’s fear of rejection often pushed him to do the rejecting, even when his fears were unfounded.

Lyndsey came back right as the waiter set their plates down in front of them.

“Don’t you just love it when you come back from the rest room and your food is waiting for you?” She asked as she sat down.

“Um, ah yeah, it’s great.” He poked at his salmon.

Lyndsey started twirling fettuccini around her fork, an awkward playful smile on her face. “I bet you were surprised at how tall I was, huh?”

“What? Oh, no. I mean … you’re not that tall.”

“Please don’t. I’m the same height as both my brothers.” She chuckled. “I’m not self-conscious about it, at least not anymore. High school days were rough, though.” She ate a forkful of pasta.

“I know what that’s like” Jude replied.  “I’m surprised you didn’t run off when you saw how short I was.”

Lyndsey looked Jude in the eye and with a reassuring gentle tone, said; “To tell you the truth, I’m not one of those girls who obsesses about guys’ heights, I’d be a hypocrite if I did.” She added a smile and a wink.

Jude smiled at that. “Jason is such a dick, he thought he was being so funny, setting us up.”

“Listen,” Jude said. ”I wouldn’t be insulted if you wanted to end this right now.”

“Nah, you’re cool” Lyndsey said with a smile & a raised eyebrow.

Things only got better from there. They laughed and talked while they ate, finishing a whole bottle of wine. When Lyndsey invited Jude to follow her back to her place, he was too buzzed and too enamored to say no. As they entered her condo, she showed him to the couch and sat next to him.

“It’s been ages since I invited a guy back here,” she purred, stroking Jude’s thigh.

“Uh huh.” His cock was getting hard. “Me too. I mean - ”

Giggling and giddy, she injected, “I know what you mean.” She smelled like flowers.

“You’re beautiful.” Jude said, in a most worshipful expression.

“Thank you, Jude.”

She placed both her hands on his cheeks and gently pulled him in for a kiss. Her lips were so soft. He let her tongue creep into his mouth.

After a few minutes, he pulled back.

“Something wrong?” she asked.

“I need to tell you something, Lyndsey.”

“What?”

“I’m …” He took a deep breath. “I’m … a virgin.”

Lyndsey smiled in a most appreciative way. She gently stroked his cheek. "That’s fine.”

“Really? You still want to be with me?” Jude smiled in obvious relief. Now his dick was hard as a diamond.

“Of course, I think it’s sweet. Something special saved just for me! I’ve always wanted to be someone’s first.” She gracefully stood up and kicked off her heels with purpose. Turning to look down to him, she added; “I’m going to make this a very special night for you.”

She reached behind her back and unhooked her dress, then lowered her dress down around her shoulders. Carefully pulling each arm out of the sleeves; she lowered the fabric down to reveal her luscious melons. They looked even bigger naked: plump, round, and rocking pendulously. Jude reached up for them, but his arms were too short, and she was too tall. Lyndsey bent down, grabbed Jude’s hands, and placed them on her breasts; he squeezed & massaged them. They were so soft and warm.

“Do you love them?” she asked.

“Oh, oh God, yes.” He stammered, struggling to contain her copious flesh in his delicate hands; precum started to ooze from the tip of his dick, still tucked in his pants.

“They’re all yours, tonight.”

Here was this towering example of feminine perfection offering herself to him, it almost didn’t seem real.

She let him fondle her for another minute before turning around and sliding off the lower half of her dress to reveal her pale, voluptuous ass. It was like twin moons in front of Jude’s face, and he felt like he was going to turn into a werewolf. She ripped off her thong, then slapped her right cheek.

“I love my ass.” She said, then bent over to twerk. Jude’s face grew hot, his dick felt like it was close to bursting out of his pants as he watched Lyndsey’s pale ‘badonkadonk’ ass quivering in front of him.

She turned around again to face her seated date, then pulled Jude up by his collar to stand facing her tits, and said, “You ready?”

He nodded resolutely. After throwing off his jacket, he tried to unbutton his shirt, but his fingers kept slipping.

Lyndsey softly touched his hand. “It’s alright, I got this.” She carefully undid each button, then slid his shirt off, smiling and giving him warm eye contact the whole time.

Jude wasn’t just about to lose his virginity; he was going to give his body to a beautiful angel who actually cared about him. But it was when she unbuckled his belt that he suddenly became nervous.

“Uh, Wait, Jack said, nervously. “I need to tell you -”

“It’s alright,” she unzipped his pants, and they fell to the floor. “I don’t really care about”.

She slid down his underwear and gasped - “Size. Oh my gawd!” she screamed in giddy delight.

She reverently caressed his organ. “It’s like a zucchini. A prized produce at the county fair!”

Jude winced. He felt like he could cum any second, so she let go and just knelt there, admiring his full package.

She touched his balls. "These feel swollen. When was the last time you jerked off?”

“Never.” He winced again. “When I was fourteen, my mom walked in on me. She went on for days, telling me how filthy I was. Shaming me into a state of severe self-loathing that I’m finally just getting past. I’ve been afraid to touch myself ever since.”

“Oh, you poor thing, you don’t understand pleasure.” She took his shaft in both hands and gave it a light squeeze. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna properly milk this king cobra for you.”

Lyndsey eased Jude back sitting the couch. Then positioned herself straddling, facing him, and slid her sopping wet pussy down onto Jude’s enormous pole.

Both of them shuddered. Her warm, moist sex around his manhood was the greatest sensation he had ever felt. He had to summon all his willpower to stop himself from cumming then and there.

“That feels so good,” Jude whispered.

“It’s about to feel even better.”

She started to slowl