Thecia and tiny dancer
For sometime I’ve had a net “friend” called Tiny Dancer. For obvious reasons I can’t use her real name here.
We have become close and by now told each other most of our sexcapades. Until last month I had never even met her.
My neighbor, Tom, is a very good looking 38 year old widower, his young wife died last year after a lightning bout of cancer. He’s helped me a couple of times, like the time I left the lights on in my car or the time I couldn’t get the oven pan back in the stove. He is just a good guy.
We’ve had coffee a couple of times and I asked him when he was going to date again. He said that he couldn’t get close with another woman. I even suggested a prostitute but he said he takes care of himself.
I, of course, confided this to Tiny Dancer. The seed of the idea was hers. We should take care of the poor boy, rock his world.
She came to my place and we hatched the plan. I’m 120 pounds and she must have been 90 or so, truly tiny. A perfect little body, albeit small.
We were both dressed in jeans, I had on a cotton man’s shirt and she had a silk blouse.
With a magnum of red wine in tow, we traipsed across the street to Tom’s house. When he opened the door he was quite surprised as I said, “We have this bottle of wine and we need help with it.”
He smiled and I could see him checking out Pam (not her real name, but Tiny Dancer is too much to write each time)
We talked a long time, the bottle disappeared and he found another one.
By the end of the second bottle we had talked about politics, news and of course sex.
Pam was blowing smoke up his ass with comments like, what a good looking guy he is, how she loves a strong chin and his athletic build.
Up to now he had not hit or even hinted on hitting on either of us. Pam took the bull by the horns and moved to the seat on the couch next to him, from there his resistance went downhill.
She kissed him full on the mouth, her tongue darting around his. We led him into his first floor bedroom and as a team effort we undressed him.
When Pam pulled his shorts off a good solid seven inches of thick dick popped up, this was going to be fun.
He helped me take my top off and his lips found my nipples, I’m not super sensitive there but he had my motor running.
Pam’s clothes were gone, she was really something, tiny but perfectly proportioned, her small tits were so perky that they looked up at you.
She already had his substantial dick, “balls deep” in her throat, she was so tiny that I wondered how she did it.
The sex was kind of a blur, I ended up sitting on his face and she was facing me, sitting on his dick. Again, where did that little person put that fat dick?
Neither one of us is bi, but somehow we hugged and kissed each other, it just was the thing to do. I loved the feel of her solid breasts against my own.
I think that kiss put Tom over the edge, his big dick started pumping his saved up load deep in Pam’s hot little pussy, his orgasm triggered hers. The excitement got me off at the same time.
His dick sort of wilted, but I was having none of that, I caught it in my mouth and sucked it back to super hard.
When he was throbbing again, he rolled me over and began to fuck me missionary style. I was so wet that there was very little resistance, he slipped right in to the hilt, I could feel his big balls slapping against my ass. I felt a little surprise shoot through his body, and then I realized that Pam was licking and mouthing his balls.
He didn’t last long with both of us working on him, he suddenly began to shoot his second load of the night. When he had spurted as much as a guy normally does he shot three or four more ribbons of thick rich baby batter deep in my hungry cunt. That’s when I came again.
I was ready for a little break and snuggle, but Tom turned Pam over and began to eat her, even with his own cream pie running out of her.
I pushed his knees up and kind of crawled up under him and began to suck him. He was fully flaccid now, but it only took a minute or two, to get it up again. I heard Pam cumming again and she collapsed on the bed, he turned over and began to collect his cum from me, sort of recycling.
His cock was still hard from my partial blow job and Pam took over. I don’t know how many times I came that night, but, it was a lot.
I felt, rather than heard him begin to cum in Pam’s waiting mouth.
It was Tom’s turn to collapse, he lie there as Pam opened her mouth and showed him her prize. She turned to me, and even with her mouth full, I could understand her say. “Share?” Without thinking it out I opened my mouth and moved toward her. I felt his still hot cum drop from her mouth into mine, it was delicious.
We all fell into sleep mode, snuggling on either side of Tom, for the night.
In the morning we all had breakfast, Tom was a little embarrassed, but Pam and I were basking on a good deed, well done.
Tiny Dancer is back with her husband and we haven’t played since, one day I hope to do it again.
Thecia