[center][u]Never Say Quit
[/u]By Green[/center]
      
It was a very warm, very nice summer day, and Vincent Linus lay on his bed, clad only in his boxers, having a nap and currently experiencing an odd dream where he was internationally famous for his dentistry skills, which of course he did not actually possess in real life. But dreams of orthodontic superstardom are not the focus of this story, so we shall leave him where he is. As it was [i]such[/i] a warm day, he was napping without sheets or blankets on top of him, his fur more than enough to keep him comfortable. He'd also left the window to his apartment open, to let in the nice breeze that had been gently flowing all day. As it turned out, however, the breeze was not the [i]only[/i] thing the window let in. Floating along on the wind, hanging from what can best be described as a parachute made of cobwebs, a very, very small individual alighted on Vinnie's windowsill to take a breather. Her name was Cunni Mo Den Faddah, and she was a spider. She was also completely naked, but this can be forgiven, as not many clothing stores cater their wares to the six-inch-tall demographic - mostly because not many clothing stores know such people exist. She cut off her cobwebs and allowed them to float away, giving them a playful wave before stretching her tiny gray body, getting rid of the cramps which build up from staying in the same position for so long. These stretches would have given anyone who could see her quite the show. Despite being so petite, Cunni had very, very nice proportions, her breasts were ample, firm and round, and she had the kind of ass you could bounce a quarter off of, if they made quarters that small anyway. Brushing her light blue hair out of her eyes, working it back into the long braid which hung behind her, dangling past most of her body, she turned towards the apartment, taking in her surroundings. Most of the time when she landed on an open sill, she'd sneak inside and steal a bite to eat (though she'd be quite full when she left, almost no one ever noticed, as she didn't need to take much: a single apple could feed her for days), but today her eyes fell upon the pale white fox snoozing on his bed. She may have been a fraction of his size, but she still narrowed her eyes and smiled as she ran her gaze across his lithe body. Cunni decided to make this pit stop more for fun than for food. 

Easily scampering down the wall with her adhesive grip, Cunni made her way across the floor, which only took her a minute, as she was surprisingly energetic. Reaching the side of the bed, she webbed up a rope to Vinnie's tail, which was hanging over the edge. She was so very light that he didn't stir at all when she climbed up his tail, using his soft white fur as a handgrip. Reaching the end of her ascent, she resisted the urge to simply lie down and go to sleep in his thick, warm fur, and set off across his body to his head, pausing along the way to tweak one of his nipples with both hands, giggling as she did so. She stopped for a moment on his solar plexus and studied his face, nodding with satisfaction. His eyes were shut tight and his tongue lolled out of his mouth, a small damp spot growing on the fur under it. 
        [i]Oh yeah, he's not waking up any time soon. Let's have some [b]fun![/b][/i]
Climbing up onto Vinnie's face, Cunni grinned at the slack expression she was standing on. She'd never seen someone with a green tongue before, but then for all she knew there were plenty of Big People like that, or maybe he'd dyed it or something. She didn't dwell on it, instead choosing to sit down on that tongue, legs widely spread, moaning softly as she felt the warm wetness press against her petals. As she was getting accustomed to these new feelings, Vinnie breathed out, covering her from head to toe in air warmed by his body, a sensation she quite enjoyed, especially as he had apparently brushed his teeth before napping, meaning that the hot air smelled minty fresh instead of like dog breath. Her feet firmly planted on the fur on either side, Cunni slid herself back and forth along the velvety green carpet, feeling the warmth begin to grow within her, her own juices adding to his saliva. 
        [i]Well, they [/i]do [i]say that Big People eat spiders in their sleep, don't they?
[/i]Reaching up with one hand, she began squeezing and massaging her breasts as her breathing got heavier, the young spider really getting into it. Vinnie, meanwhile, only reacted by letting out a sigh, a thought vaguely flitting through his dream, wondering why he could taste girl honey as he performed a root canal before a cheering crowd. Back in reality, Cunni stuck her other hand down between her legs to better stimulate her love button, rolling her clit between her thumb and one of her two fingers. A shudder ran through her entire body as she did this, and the warmth amped up in intensity. 
        [i]Oh yeah, it won't be long now.[/i]
Sure enough, she soon felt the heat inside threatening to consume her, like she would die if she didn't find release. She could practically [i]see[/i] the point of no return looming before her. At the very last second she stuffed a hand (the dryer one) into her mouth to stifle her cries as she arched her back, spasming through an explosive orgasm, squirting still more juices onto the rest of Vinnie's tongue. Rolling to the side (so as to avoid being devoured if Vinnie pulled his tongue back into his mouth before she recovered) Cunni curled up into a ball and shuddered her way through the exquisite pleasure that continued to burn through her, and a couple of minor ‘aftershocks' that made her gasp, but still didn't approach the level of ecstasy she'd felt when she came. Finally, she got up, her legs still a little unsteady, leaning against his muzzle for support. She looked up at his eyes, which were still closed. Feeling naughty, she climbed up on him and smeared some of her fragrant juices around his nostrils, making him stir, moaning ever-so-lightly without waking up. Dropping back down onto his cheek, she leaned over and planted a kiss on his upper lip as a ‘thank you' for the pleasure she'd received. She wasn't done with him yet, though, not by a long shot.

Making the trek back across his body (again, stopping only to pinch a nipple), Cunni finally arrived at Vinnie's boxers, which were white with a random pattern of smiley faces scattered all over it. Cunni was far too small to get the proper leverage to lift the tight elastic waistband, so she crawled around to the leg holes and made her way inside. She whistled in appreciation as his fun bits came into view; even soft his penis looked gigantic to a Small Person. Feeling mischievous, she climbed onto his sac, lying down and making herself comfortable on his fuzzy scrotum. This was deeply enjoyable to her, for a pair of reasons. First, because she was small enough that it felt like she was lying on a warm, squishy bean bag chair with a thin coating of white fur. Second, because she was quickly inundated with his male scent, which, despite the vast difference in their species, sent her heart a-flutter, and made certain other recently-used parts of her anatomy start tingling again. As much as she would have liked to just lie on his balls and take a nap herself, if she slept too long and he woke up, she could be seriously injured when he stood up. Not to mention the awkwardness of being discovered falling out of his underwear. She moved back onto his groin, and approached his manhood, eagerly running her eyes over it. She allowed herself the luxury of speaking, as she doubted he'd hear her quiet voice all the way down at his crotch.
        "No foreskin, huh? Never been with a cut guy before. Or wait; is that one of those animal heritage things? You Big People are so complicated."

She stepped around it to take a look from another angle, glancing upward and smiling as she did so. Part of the waistband was flipped over, and he'd written his name on a tag there. She giggled at the thought that she'd given herself a fantastic climax on his tongue, lounged about on his family jewels, smelled his most intimate scent, ogled his trouser snake, and [i]then[/i] learned his name. She turned to his flaccid member and extended a hand as if she expected it to shake.
        "Pleased to meet you, Vincent W. Linus."
A second passed silently.
        "Not the handshake type, huh Vinnie? That's okay, I'm more of a hugger myself."
Stepping forward, she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed gently, massaging his unit the way she would rub the back of someone she was hugging. From far off she heard Vinnie let out a quiet grunt, as his staff began twitching and growing in her arms. 
        "That's it, Vincenzo, wake up, wake up. Cunni wants to play."
To speed the process along, she ran her tongue along the ridge beneath the swelling head, delighting in the taste of his sweat, salty and masculine. It was a good thing she was holding on with both hands, because Vinnie's body jumped slightly at the unexpected pleasure, taking her with it. When she regained her footing, Vinnie was at half-mast, and she began combining her massage with a thorough licking, coating his rapidly expanding organ in her saliva. Soon enough, he was at full glory, straining against the fabric of his underwear, and Cunni stepped back to admire her work. She had to admit, she was quite enjoying herself. This particular Big Person was quite handsome, and she would have deeply enjoyed a roll in the hay with him. Unfortunately, this was made somewhat unlikely by the fact that his erection was roughly the same size as her [i]entire body[/i]. But she lived by a simple motto: Never say quit. So she would find a way to pay him back for the use of his tongue. 

Stepping closer, she reached up and pulled herself up onto his erection. Soon she was lying face down on the underside of his sensitive member, the fabric of his boxers rubbing against her back. Pulling herself up to his head, she shook her head and grinned. The tiny opening at the very end of him was roughly the same size as her own favourite opening, as if the universe thought she wasn't already aware enough of his vastness compared to her. 
        "Don't worry about a thing, Vinnie my man, just lie back and leave it all up to Cunni."
Leaning forward, she planted a kiss on his swollen tip, grinning widely.
        "Let's get started, shall we?"
She slid back down until she was resting comfortably on his shaft, and then reached down on either side of him, pressing gently, and just as she had on his tongue, began to rub her body up and down, letting her legs dangle so her flower was in direct contact with his stiff flesh. In addition to running her pussy along his shaft, she was once again teasingly licking at the crevice between his shaft and head. She knew she was getting to him when he shifted his hips slightly, moaning in his sleep. Keeping up the pace, she allowed her mind to wander, imagining that they were the same size (and that he was awake). In her daydream, Vincent pulled her into his arms, kissed her roughly, and began to take her against the wall, ecstasy peaking throughout her body as he drove himself into her again and again, his firm rod stimulating every inch of her slick tunnel. Soon the heat was building up for both of them. Vincent moved around in his sleep, reacting to the pleasure he was feeling, but because she was actually attached to his manhood, no matter what he did the feelings remained exactly the same; he was unable to alter his destiny in any way. Meanwhile, Cunni was really building up to a frenzy, as she rode Vinnie like a rodeo queen, hanging on through jumps and twitches. Her fantasies grew ever more perverted as she got hornier and hornier, the sodden lips of her treasure sliding over the taut flesh, every vein and feature standing starkly out, while she kissed, licked, and nibbled at him for all she was worth. She knew he was getting close when he throbbed once beneath her - something she felt with her entire body - and a drop of pre formed at the tip, before being smeared against the inside of his underwear the next time his hips thrust forward. She wasn't far off herself, and moaned with joy as she felt her pleasure ramping up yet again. 
        "Oh God, this is even better than I thought it'd be!"
Suddenly, as he reached the peak of his ecstasy, Vinnie arched his back, causing Cunni to slide down to the base of his prick, the unexpected additional stimulation against her fun bits pushed her over the edge as well; soon she was shuddering through a tremendous climax, holding on for dear life to Vinnie's throbbing, spasming penis as he let out a long stuttered moan and ejaculated, [i]hard[/i]. He came so much that the damp spot on his boxers soon soaked through, leaving a layer of glistening seed to dry in the sun. Both Cunni and her unconscious, unaware lover finished their orgasms at about the same time, Vinnie slumping to the bed with a heavy sigh, Cunni sliding off his slickened unit and landing gently on his sac. 

She was so dazed from the strength of her release, she actually managed to pass out for a couple of minutes, snuggling against his balls and making herself comfortable. Naturally, she jumped in shock the next time she was anywhere close to being awake. Sheepishly climbing off of Vinnie's scrotum she giggled as she saw how much semen she had coaxed out of him. Stepping over his penis, which was flaccid once more, she scooped up some of his cream and gave it a taste.
        "Not bad, Mr. Linus, not bad at all."
She tried a bit more and nodded thoughtfully.
        "You could use a little sugar though."
After licking her fingers clean Cunni quietly exited his underwear and glanced up at him. Amazingly, he was still asleep, though he was just beginning to stir. He'd probably be up in about five or ten minutes, which was perfect for her. A huge smile was plastered across her face as she made her way to the window once more. She would have to leave without food (unless you counted the spunk she'd sampled), but she was more than satisfied. Any open window would probably lead to food, but in this one, she'd come harder than she had in weeks, [i]twice[/i]. As she whipped up a new parachute, she turned towards Vinnie and grinned. She'd had a pair of fantastic orgasms, gotten a Big Person off and even tasted his come. And Vinnie was none the wiser; if he even remembered the taste of her juices, he'd no doubt think it was part of whatever dream he'd had. And since all the doors were locked and he still had his underwear on, even his orgasm would be written off as a wet dream. All in all, Cunni felt fantastic. She'd never gotten to play with a Big Person before, and she'd loved every minute. In fact...
        "You know, Vinnie, I just realized I only made you come once, while you got me off twice. How rude of me. It's too bad I have to go; I guess I'll just have to come back some day and even the score. Oh yes, I'm [i]definitely[/i] going to return, Vincent Linus. You can count on that."
Her parachute finished, she turned and blew the awakening fox a kiss, before stepping off the windowsill and sailing away on the wind, her musical laughter trailing after her.