Fetish Kinks Fantasy And More - milf finds tiny jerking man

Fetish Kinks Fantasy And More - milf finds tiny jerking man

As I walked into my room after a long day at work, I couldn't believe my eyes. There, on the floor, was a tiny figure, no bigger than a doll, and he was jerking off. My mind raced as I tried to process what was happening. Had someone snuck into my house while I was gone? Was this some kind of joke? As the reality of the situation sank in, I realized that whoever this person was, they must have shrunk themselves on purpose to get this close to me.

I knelt down next to him, taking in his expression of pure bliss as he stroked his tiny little cock. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement mixed with sadness for this person. Excitement because it was thrilling to have someone so enamored with me, but sadness because they obviously felt so alone and desperate that they had to resort to this.

"Well, aren't you just the cutest little thing," I whispered, my heart racing. "You didn't have to do this to catch my attention, you know." I couldn't help but smile as I reached down and scooped him up into my hand. He felt like nothing more than a tiny, warm mass, and yet, his presence was strangely comforting.

"But you're kind of sexy when you're surprised, and it's not like I didn't invite you in, right?" I teased, attempting to lighten the mood. "What should I do with you?" With a mischievous glint in my eye, I opened up my panty drawer and placed him gently inside, chuckling as he looked up at me in wonder.

"But before I put you away," I said, leaning down to give him a close-up view of my cleavage, "why don't you finish yourself off right here on my tits?" His eyes went wide with excitement, and without another word, he began stroking his cock harder, aiming it towards my heaving breasts.

With each stroke, his little cock grew larger, and I could feel the heat emanating from it as it neared the precipice. Finally, with a moan of pure bliss, he shot his hot load onto my tits, the tiny droplets of cum landing with audible plops on my sensitive skin.

I couldn't help but laugh as I scooped him up again, brushing the stringy residue from my nipples. "There you go, little man," I said, grinning. "Happy now?" He just nodded vigorously, his eyes never leaving my breasts.

Finally, with a sigh of contentment, I placed him gently back into his hiding place. "Well, you'd better rest up, because I have a feeling you're going to be very busy around here," I told him, winking. And with that, I closed the drawer and headed for the shower, looking forward to our next encounter.