The Tiny Teller
For as
long as I can remember, I have always had a fondness for tiny
women. For some reason the small waist and hips excited me and
a tit that fits into an "A" cup or a "B" cup really got me
hard. I think part of it was my theory that the smaller the
babe was, the tighter her pussy would be and therefore would
really choke my chicken when I was thrusting deep inside of
her. Anyway, I married such a tiny woman about 20 years ago
and loved riding her tiny body. The feeling of her hip bones
grinding into my legs as I was porking her. I could suck her
whole tit into my mouth and that really turned her on and I
was right about the pussy. When she convulsed in an orgasm her
twat muscles literally squeezed the cream from my balls.
She died 6 years ago and now that I am a 47 year old, my
pickings for women tend to be the older ones. As women age
they put on beef in the ass and their tits sag to the point
where they are not really tiny anymore. I stopped looking
after a while and even though I dined out with women
acquaintances I really wasn't interested in fucking them. I
did with one and it was like screwing a pillow. Her "C" tits
and rounder belly just didn't excite me. So, I have been
relegated to getting my rocks off with porno movies and sex
sites on the net.
I happened to go into my bank about three months ago.
Something I rarely did with cash machines and online banking.
By the time I got to the teller I remembered why I didn't go
to the bank if possible but, when I looked at the gorgeous
creature serving me I knew I would be coming back more often.
Meghan was about 5'7" and weighed about 110 pounds. Her tiny
waist capped the most perfect round little ass I had seen in
years and she had, what I perceived to be, perfect "B" cup
breasts that were firm and well shaped.
She did the transaction I needed done and we talked while she
worked. Due to the fact that my accounts at the bank are
fairly substantial, most of the senior staff know me on sight
and Meghan soon realized that I was solid as a client.
Over the next few weeks I made a point of going into the bank
every other day and I got to know her a little better. One day
when I was in, she mentioned how dismal her love life was
because fellows her age were so "bloody" immature. There was
20 years difference between the two of us but I figured what
the hell and took a chance to ask her out for dinner. I was
surprised when she suggested Friday night.
I arrived at Meghan's apartment at 7 in the evening as
planned. She was later getting home than usual and was about
to jump in the shower and asked if I would mind waiting. Nope,
I didn't mind since I could imagine that warm water running
over those tiny tits and down to her furry little beaver. I
heard the water turn off and the shower door open. My mind was
racing but I needed to control myself since this was only a
dinner date and I didn't want to frighten this young beauty
off. In a couple of minutes, Meghan opened the bathroom door
with a towel wrapped around her and came out to the living
room.
"That is a dangerous thing to do," I said with a sly grin.
"Oh, sorry but I wanted to ask you what I should wear," she
responded coyly.
"That might be a little overdressed," I chuckled to which she
took the towel in her thumb and figure and pulled it away.
"Is this better?" she asked with the most enchanting smile on
her face.
Standing before me was even more incredible than I had
imagined. I had forgotten how smooth and supple and well toned
a young body was. Her tits were perfect and she had the
stomach of someone doing crunches every day and her taught
belly was flat all the way down to her neatly shaved pussy
with a wisp of hair pointing the way.
"Perfect!" I exclaimed as I let out a long low gasp. Standing,
I approached her and asked her if she would mind being my
dinner because I could surely eat this tiny little thing all
night long. She laughed and wrapped her arms around my neck
her damp body grinding up against me.
"From the first time you came to my wicket I wanted you," she
whispered. "You are so much more mature than those slugs I
usually date and as a successful business man are so self
assured."
I picked Meghan up in my arms and carried her to the bedroom
where I laid her on the bed. My admiration for her growing
along with my hard cock. I couldn't help myself and dove right
in to kiss and suck on her tits and work my way down to that
nice tight twat. She came twice before she reached down and
grabbed my cock in her hand and stroked it to a frenzy. As I
was about to blow my load, she leaned over and covered my cock
with her mouth to take all of my cream in. We made love until
the morning and after we had a shower together went out for
breakfast.
Meghan and I are together a lot now and although the age
difference is fairly significant we get along wonderfully well
and share the same interest in many things. I am writing this
now because tomorrow morning Meghan and I are flying off to
Hawaii for a two week vacation. I do have to work out harder
these days to stay in shape, but for my love Meghan I am more
than willing to put up with the pain.
Authored By: D.C.S. O'Malleyİ |
