Ameliajjones - Sharing My Tiny Man Sex Toy

Ameliajjones - Sharing My Tiny Man Sex Toy

As I walked through the bustling port town, my eyes were drawn to a small, curious shop tucked away between the larger establishments. Pushing open the door, I was greeted by a warm, musty aroma and the sound of tinkling bells. The old woman behind the counter smiled at me, her toothless grin revealing yellowed teeth. She wore a long, colorful skirt and a shawl, her hands adorned with rings. "Can I help you, dearie?" she asked in a creaky voice. I glanced around the shop, taking in the oddities on display. There were strange figurines, intricately carved masks, and odd-looking trinkets. But it was the tiny man in the glass case that caught my attention. He was no bigger than my hand, his body covered in fur like a tiny ape. "What's his story?" I asked, leaning closer to get a better look. The old woman chuckled, her breath smelling of tobacco. "That there's a pygmy man, dearie. He can shrink up or down in size, and he's been trained to vibrate to give pleasure when required." I felt my heart race at the thought of owning such a thing. Without thinking, I pulled out my money and bought him. "How will you get him to the boat?" I asked, feeling a bit guilty about sneaking him past customs. "Don't you worry about that, dearie," she said with a wink. "He'll be delivered to your cabin later tonight, all nice and secret-like." Back on the boat, I couldn't contain my excitement. I waited anxiously for my parcel to arrive, wondering what it would be like to have such a tiny man at my disposal. When the knock came at my door, I tore open the package, revealing the pygmy man, naked and trembling. "Hello, little man," I said, my voice trembling with anticipation. "You are now mine, and I can do whatever I want with you." I introduced myself, Ameliajjones, and explained how things were going to work. First, I teased him a bit with my feet, enjoying the way he shrank away from them. Then I rubbed him against my pussy, the way he vibrated sending waves of pleasure through my body. I put him on a dildo with a condom over the top to hold him in place, and rode the waves of pleasure, cumming multiple times before collapsing in an exhausted heap from all the pleasure. Later, my friend and fellow traveler, Isla White, returned to the cabin. She noticed the dildo and laughed, but then jumped when she saw the tiny trapped man wriggling under the condom. I explained the whole story to her, and encouraged her to try him out. Isla, a woman of adventurous spirit, couldn't resist the temptation. She mounted the dildo, feeling the tiny man move inside her. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She rode the waves of pleasure, her body shuddering with each orgasm. Satisfied with our exploration of the tiny man's capabilities, we decided to take things to the next level. We inserted him, one at a time, into our assholes where we could squeeze him until he spunked inside both of us. It was a taboo, dirty fantasy come true, and we reveled in every moment of it. From that day forward, the pygmy man became a part of our cruise ship adventures. He brought laughter, excitement, and a whole new level of pleasure that neither of us could have imagined.