“I, I just don’t think I can do it anymore.”

“I mean, it’s not that I don’t try. I really try-not that anyone ever notices…”

“Not that anyone ever notices the meals I make, or the house I maintain!?! Or how I bite my tongue at the bickering, and the whining-always the whining! Of an idiot son-bless his heart! Or a husband, well, I don’t even know if I can call him that anymore…”

“Never mind those pompous girls that come clamoring around…”

*Scoff*

“I mean, what the hell is with them!? Sure, I was young... I, I-I’m still young! But when I was, their age I mean, I, well, well I wasn’t such a total cunt about it!”

“Like yeah, I’d taunt the boys, laugh and giggle and all that. Go braless even, just to see men squirm!”

“But… I didn’t lord it over anyone. I was never caddy, never cruel, never laughed or like, jabbed people for the amusement!?! I never rolled my eyes in exasperation when someone, like say-the mother of a boy I’d hang out with, stopped me with something important, interesting, or maybe even life changing, to say!?!”

“I...I, I try to be a model-for them… I am, a model for them, and, well, everyone! I’m a great wife…And a mom, and a neighbor-and, a friend, I think!? But… But, do they appreciate me!? No! They never thank me, never do anything for me, never even acknowledge me!! They whine and they bicker and they complain and they take and take and take until I have nothing left to give until they’re sure they’ve raised their feet and-

“KAREN!”

“-walked all over me…

 

“Karen...”

I begin, looking up from my cup of coffee, while I allow my eyes to soften, though my face clearly wrought with disdain and dread.

“I, I’m sorry things are so trying right now. But, I’m not your therapist.”

 

“Sure, it wasn’t always a problem. But it never seemed as bad as this either!?

Said Karen in contemplation, her face a portrait of rage and sorrow-though clearly hidden amid brunette bangs.

 

“You’re not listening Karen...”

 

“I mean, I use to just ignore it, or take it out on our neighbor Lindsey-that woman is like, such a tight ass, always bothering everyone to clear the snow in her driveway, or not to touch her hedges, or about her dog.

*Laughs*

“You know Lindsey, don’t you Drew!? No one’s seen her for a couple of days, heh, maybe she finally found herself a man…”

“You know the sad thing Drew, is, bitch as she is, at least she would allow me to feel something, sure, she didn’t like it-we argued, but she heard me! Heard my pain and my frustration, my disappointment and animosity-allowed the rosy cheeks on my face to tremble as I raised my voice and began to-

 

“KAREN!?!”

 

“S-sorry Drew…”

Cried the woman, catching herself in a storm of outrage, her body lightly trembling as she clenched her fists and returned to her chair. I’d allowed her in by accident, or at least in a fit of congeniality, as she had spotted me and hoped to “chit chat”-though only if I had the time.

 

“Stupid mail…”

I softly whispered, tossing my eye’s in a summersault of frustration, lamenting, that on my one day off, that I had chosen to leave the home at all. And now, I was paying for it. Not that she was a bad woman, no. Polite, courteous, even attractive at her age and stature! Voluptuous, and sensual, with dark brown hair that spun past her shoulders, speckled with only slivers of a rather intriguing gray. Not to mention an old, but quite resilient pair of tits that still caught my eye. Aside from this, she was, despite my lamentation, a genuine friend to that of our neighborhood. That so much was certain, just not the fondest I’d cared to know. No, the difficulty with Karen was that like many confused or troubled souls, who get a whiff of my “profession”, that she continually sought me as her “clinician” as though I had the care, patience, or time…

I really didn’t-have any of those things; but troubles, those she certainly had. A woman quickly overwhelmed, naive, but prone to depression and frustration. Amid a home of un-appreciating men all while the young women in our cul de sac viewed her as nothing but an “aging whore”. Or, at least those were her thoughts. And, whether or not they were true, some part of me, continually, felt sorry for her. Karen was a bit hopeless, and rather powerless, despite her curvature, cries, and stature, and as I looked at her with pity I wondered if there was any that I could give.

 

“Karen…”

I began once again, staring into the blackness of my coffee.

 

“I, I’m sorry Drew… I really am.”

“I know, I know you’re not my therapist, but, well you are one!?”

 

“I’m not licensed. And my dissertation isn’t-“

 

“But you will be. It will all get done.”

She interrupted, a quite smile beginning to crack upon her face line, as she leaned forward and spoke with the confidence and optimism she almost always failed to call her own.

 

“And, well, I don’t know, you’re smart, and I guess that’s like, well why I’ve been coming to you, you make me-“

 

“Karen…”

 

“Well… Stacy’s lucky to have you.”

 

I shrugged.

“Karen.”

I tried once more as I stood from my chair and rubbed my eyelids, knowing that in just a matter of hours my would be “girlfriend” would soon be home. Spoiled little brat. I continued.

“Karen, I’m happy to listen, really I am, but, I don’t always have the time. And I can’t offer you the clinical relationship you’re looking for.”

She frowned.

“But, if you would like a bit of advice I would argue that you need to become a bit more assertive, and with it begin to set appropriate boundaries among those you’re close to as well as care.” “From a distance, people might think you an amazon-maybe you should start acting like one.”

I said with a light hearted chuckle, being pleased with my slight, yet empowering intervention that left the middle aged woman beaming, and if nothing else, beginning to grin.

 

“But. But how!?”

 

She insisted, though far more calm in her demeanor, her hand almost reaching for my shoulder as I began to show her to the door.

“I don’t know Karen. It isn’t my place to say.”

I quickly took hold of the old copper door knob, heard the creaks and cries of un oiled hinges, and began to cast the poor woman a farewell smile as I opened our living room door before her view.

 

“How are you and Stacy these days, anyway!?”

 

I stopped…

 

“You two are such a sweet couple, it’s amazing that you keep up with her at all.” “Her, and, well her little friends, gallivanting around like little pop stars as they do, all while you hold down this cozy little-“

 

“We barely make it…”

I quickly coughed, as I turned my head in brief frustration, while I couldn’t help but notice the new found softness within her tone…

 

“But you are making it-right!? Money’s tight everywhere, especially for a soon to be doctor!”

She continued enthusiastically.

“And, don’t tell me a young girl like that doesn’t have advantages!? I was once her age too, all that energy…”

 

*Sigh*

 

I stood quiet in the door way, listening, but with a stoic disposition. Karen’s eye’s concerned, but yet somehow excited as I allowed her hand to shut the door…

 

“Oh, honey…”

 

“You know, I was thinking about you the other day.”

She chimed up, returning me to the kitchen table and our coffee. No doubt seeing my distraught disposition, and that it was now I that was alive and raw.

 

“I was thinking about you, I was in the mall you see, near that shoe store, you know the one, with all the thigh high boots in the window! Well, I was thinking of you because I saw your girl Stacy there, just laughing it up with those tall salesmen boys! My boy Jake was there too, along-“

“Stacy’s talking to other guys!?!”

I began to cough with exasperation, trying my very utmost to veil the rage upon my brow! Karen, on the other hand, began to smile, touched my hand once, and very lightly, sitting, and leaning forward, awaiting me to signal she should go on. I nodded.

 

“Well. She’s young honey-not that you aren’t. But, there is a difference you know, between a girl, and a woman…”

She raised her eyes, for just an instant, a quiet caramel-soft and inviting, a testament to the sensuality I had mentioned, as I sat silent and listened on.

 

“I, I doubt they were flirting Drew… Or, maybe they were, I didn’t ask. I was however, going to go tell her that she needs to go home to that fine man of hers, but, well, time got away with me, as it is now. I should go, look at the time…”

 

She leaned over one last moment, grabbing her keys from off the chair beside her. The woman’s cleavage full and heaving as her peaks brushed the table top below.

“I’ll see you later on Drew, thanks aga-“

 

“Wait!?”

I harshly spouted, noting her instant surprise, yet captivation. As I rose and moved beside her, and placed my chin aside her ear. I shut my eyes.

“Do you want my help?”

I almost whispered the invitation as my hands ever slowly began to tremble. And while I licked my lips profusely as my mouth had then gone dry.

 

“Drew!?! I…”

 

“Well, if you do-want my help I mean. All you have to do, at this moment, is ask. However, you might then see me in a different light, even revile me with a bit of horror-“

 

“O, Drew, I would nev-“

 

“-but if you truly want your redemption, well, I’m offering you my care and time…”

“Are you interested Karen?”

I cooed, with an authoritarian’s confidence and bravado, as I allowed the now intrigued woman to perceive me take a glance at her rising breasts.

 

“Yes”

She replied, her voice now dropping to a whisper, her hand instinctively rasping outward as I rose up and pulled away.

 

“I’ll be right back…”

I uttered softly, gesturing to the couch in the room before her. To which she moved and sat with hurry, her hands wringing the couches leather at its arm.

 

“Finally!”

She sputtered-though I had only been gone a moment. Her eye’s looking up with fascination as I returned and took the cushion at her side. I reached into the pocket of my velvet blazer, while gesturing to her to pull the coffee table there before me, to which she did, with ardent swiftness as I looked into her eyes…

 

“Are you sure Karen…?”

She nodded.

I quickly felt it with a finger, the smooth and yet slippery cylinder. And I withdrew my hand from out my pocket I swiftly rolled it within my palm.

 

“What!? Drew!? I, I don’t…”

 

“Shhhh!”

I smirked at that very moment, even cast her a wink in exhilaration. Of course Karen hadn’t any idea what I held before her, but her eyes lit up upon the scream! I popped the lid-quiet gingerly, Karen’s face still a wide, but puzzled! Her eyes watching as I grew boyish and quickly rattled my battled toy!

“OUT YOU GO!”

I cooed-swiftly turning up and over the containers contents! While I watched Karen’s face lurch in excitement, along both bewilderment and fear…

She muttered to herself, eyes now squinting-leaning forward, the fear quietly and quickly leaving as she caught the object in her view.

 

“Wha…”

“What the!?”

“L-LINDSEY!?!”

Karen shouted startled, her eye’s wide and full of perplexed amusement! Her gaze transfixed on the tiny woman who chirped and pleaded upon her knees!

“Drew!?! H-How did you…”

 

“It doesn’t matter-all that matters, is that we can…”

 

“LINDSEY, IS THAT REALLY YOU!”

 

“It’s her alright”

I interrupted and began to answer, as I turned towards the tiny woman and watched her crawl and back away upon her knees-I laughed.

“Lindsey Morgan, the very same. But, as I recall, the two of you already know each other, don’t you!?”

Karen’s face began to scowl, her face turning to me for but an instant, only to return to the tiny woman who was surrounded by titans at either side! The little woman, no doubt petrified, watching Karen’s face as it loomed close yet high above her-the giant’s hands trembling with ardent vigor to which she soon held against her side!

 

“So”

I uttered, looking for but a bit of satisfaction. Karen’s face not even turning, but simply smiling before my view.

“Do you like her!?”

I asked.

 

“I, I LOVE HER…”

“SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME NOW LINDSEY; GOING TO TRY TO SHUT ME UP NOW, LINDSEY!?!

 

I sat silent, only watching-my body blushing from excitement! Little Lindsey, cowering, shaking, as Karen towered before her view!

 

“ARE YOU GOING TO TRY TO BOSS ME AROUND, AGAIN!?! HUH-ARE YA!?

“ARE YOU!?!”

She raised her fist…

 

“Nooooooooo!!! Pa. Pa… P-pplease, Karen!!!?”

 

“OF COURSE YOU’RE NOT-YOU TINY, LITTLE, BITCH!”

*TTHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!*

 

“BECAUSE, BECAUSE I’M BIGGER THAN YOU…”

 

“Jesus...There. You. Are…”

I softly muttered, my eye’s stark with both disbelief and wanting, still basking in the excitement of what had just transpired before my view. Karen had had a moment, a moment to reclaim her personal dignity, and when the odds were in her favor, she didn’t cower, or back away. Not that Lindsey was at all wanting, she even pissed herself with trepidation! Her years of petty malice coming to haunt her as she was crushed like a bug beneath Karen’s hand…

 

“Are you ok?”

I asked.

 

“Uh-Huh”

She quickly answered, as scraped her fist along the table top and removed the woman’s bone and clothing from off her skin.

 

“I told you I could help you.”

 

“I think, Drew-we can help each other…”

She whispered rather softly, her hand outstretching to my waist band, her fingers tricking against my waist and thigh...

“We can get them…Capture all of them… Please Drew!?

She continued sternly, her eye’s strong, but with excitement. As I smiled and parted my legs softly, letting her see the hungered beast between my thighs…

“Heheh. Yes Karen, well get the lot of them, Stacy too, well get each and every one…

 

“But!”

She quickly hollered.

 “But not my Jake…”

 

“Of course darling”

I sighed maliciously,

“He’d hardly find our games any bit of fun…”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You understand, don’t you!? I-I just have to see this through…”

 

“I do, but, you don’t have to do this. Especially not for me.”

 

“Who’s to say it’s for you!?

*Scoffs*

“Sorry, I’m sorry… I, I’m just nervous…”

 

“I can tell…”

 

“Are you being a shrink now?”

 

“No. Just a person.”

 

“Is that what Lindsey saw!”

 

“You know full well what Lindsey saw…:

 

*Giggles*

“Yeah”

 

“But, to the point.”

“Aren’t you at all concerned…? Of what will happen if he goes missing!?”

“Mind you, I’m not a fan. But he has friends; is known well at the school; and, originally, you hadn’t any want to involve him…”

“So.”

 

“Sooo. Should I wear this!?”

 

 

“You’re not listening.”

 

“You’re not listening; and this is for you!”

“So! Should I wear this?”

 

I nodded. Surprisingly transfixed by the woman’s visage; as she gently slung herself into the azure halter top that made a mountain range of her matured breasts.

 

“Great! And-I was listening… And I know-I know...”

“Those concerns… I have all of them!”

Karen quipped in a fit of fury. Her face tucking swiftly into her shoulder in hopes to conceal a short bout of tears.

“I…I’ve spent a hunk of my life taking care of him…”

 

“And?”

I uttered softly; already knowing the answer. As I watched her in preparation while she turned her eyes away.

 

“And…”

*Sniffs*

“And he’s let me down…Each and every time.”

“I don’t think he ever became a man. I…”

 

I approached her in a moment-could hear her sniffling, quiet, somber. My hand quickly taking to her shoulder to which I generously began to rub with an eager palm.

“Shh…”

I began to whisper as I pressed myself against her backside. Her body easily succumbing as she cast her weight against my frame. I repeated myself.

“So.”

 

 

“So, I think you already know my decision…”

 

“I do.”

 

“And you’re ok with it!?”

 

  I laughed.

“How could I not be!?”

“After all and as I said, I’m not a fan.”

She chuckled, turning, allowing the sight of her face-the first in moments. Her face becoming rosy with anticipation as she bent to slide on a pair of blue heels with opened toes.

 

“I’m about ready.”

She remarked with a tinge of seriousness, her eyes darting throughout my bedroom as though she’d lost something or someone upon the floor.

“He should be back now…Probably in bed, or getting there, you know how he is-“

She rolled her eyes.

-“always going out, with his guy friends, girlfriends, you’ve seen them.”

 

I nodded.

 

“So. Let’s go!”

She cooed with a twinge of confidence; her hand reaching rasping my readied fingers as she quickly drug me from out the room.

 

The walk was hardly a matter of minutes. Karen’s home just a few doors down the street side, though as she stepped she did so with intention; a gentle rouge to mask her fear. I walked steadily behind her, heard her bluster, watched her shrug her shoulders. The cul-de-sac dark, completely silent, save but from the “clopping” of her heel and toe. A curious noise that quickly stammered once we found ourselves before her door.

Karen looked to me in but an instant; her eyes wide and in need of validation. Her face stoic-almost brazen. Or was it confidence I saw? I smiled. She didn’t. But instead drew the purse from off her waist side, quickly removing a cluttered key ring that soon ushered us through the door. She paused, turning suddenly, halting my pace with a raise of fingers. To which I obeyed without hesitation as she anxiously strode from out the room.

I stood and began to pace-my position now rather boring. As I rolled my eyes at the tired leather sofa while lazily musing myself with the jumble of photo’s along the wall. Karen was in most of them, as was Jake and the entire family. Even Stacy made an appearance, albeit when she was young.

“Tawdry little bitch…”

I muttered; stopping as I drug a finger across her likeness. My face whipping, weaving in an instant as a flash flared and faded from out the hall… I felt my heart begin to patter, my steps almost silent-completely cautious as I tipped my head around the corner looking down the hall to the lone open room. The door was partially shut, not a stir sighted from my position. Until a clutch of calling fingers appeared and beckoned me closer from afar. I obeyed.

I couldn’t help but to begin to smirk, my movements filled almost with impatience. The silence of my steps completely shaken as my heels now “clopped” as I approached the door. I entered. I also smiled-she took my hand and kissed it lightly, her body trembling in quick succession as she asked for silence with a raising hand. I nodded and squeezed her fingers; quietly shut the door behind me, and watched her dim the lights around us until she quietly led me across the room. She sat us on the edge of the bed; anxious, I held her hand…

 

“There!”

She cooed, breaking the silence with but a whisper. As we stared down at the tiny figure who rose, staggered and stumbled upon the floor…He appeared as though unraveled, his tiny head turning to every angle, while he felt the fabric of his fine shirt and collar as though nothing prior had been real before.

  We were like a pair of wicked children, each smiling wide in anticipation, before some poor thing we’d cornered and captured, and were ought to play with-just for fun! His movements were dull, and listless-though this was rather unsurprising, as he floundered and looked around the carpet in hopes to make some sense of his new view!

 

“Heh, I don’t even think he knows were here…”

I muttered in fascination as I watched the tiny figure down below me; to which Karen simply smiled with satisfaction as she pressed my fingers against her thigh.

 

“He will…”

“Ever see the wizard of Oz!?”

She turned and asked with dark elation; as the little figure continued to fumble, pacing unsure as he rubbed his eyes…

 

I nodded.

 

 

Karen turned in but an instant, as I watched her body brace upon the box spring. While she playfully swayed her legs above the figure who treaded carpet like desert sand.

She whispered.

“There’s no place like home. Is there…Little man!”

The sound must have echoed throughout the heavens as though a sign from god-or something darker; as Karen’s heels clasped together with a thunderous cracking

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

He leapt from off his feet! Clutching his ears while turning wildly! As Karen and I broke out in laughter and tilted our eyes to the floor below!

“HI HONEY… I’M HOME!”

 

I sat silent as I watched-as he swiftly fell upon his backside. As he looked up with sheer amazement while he pushed himself backwards upon his palms!

“He’s not in Kansas anymore!”

I joked, beginning to giggle like a school boy. While Karen leaned forward with fascination and allowed her heels to “rest” upon the floor. Un-surprisingly the shockwave sent him reeling… I laughed.

 

“No, he’s our dungeon now.”

Karen began with callous confidence, her body slipping slowly from off the bed side as she knelt high above the figures view!

“ISN’T THAT RIGHT!?! HUBBY!”

 

Karen’s husband grew white with horror. His hand’s becoming alive with poignant gestures! He could have been a conductor-had he not been smaller than my thumb! He screeched… Of course, neither of us were listening, our eyes merely rose in fascination. Karen looking to me and I at her, looking then down upon him as he began to scream!

 

“QUIET!”

Karen ordered-as she tapped her toe in but an instant! Her heels toe ignoring the carpet and resounding with a  

*THOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

 

 

Immediately he grew silent. He head a frantic flare that searched all around him; his eyes looking to the nightstand in the distance; to which he quickly began to clamor and to crawl! I chuckled as I watched, as swiftly slid from off the bedside. Only to halt him in an instant as I both slumped and towered upon my knees…

“LOOKS LIKE YOU’RE SURROUNDED! LITTLE GUY!”

I laughed with stark amusement; his eye’s widening as he whimpered and retreated from whence he came! He knelt and huddled-poised between us, unsure of both our and his every movement. To which I manically strummed the carpet with my fingers, and licked my lips for just a scare! He cringed…Karen giggled.

 

“OH DREW…YOU’RE SO BAD!”

 

I responded.

“HEHEHEH! NOT YET…”

“ISN’T THAT RIGHT LITTLE GUY!”

I quickly began to bellow, as I caught both myself and my anticipation as I began to rise up upon my knees. She blushed…

 

“DREW….”

 

I smiled to myself, as I looked to the man still wrought with horror. My own face blushing, teaming wantingly as I continued to catch him with my eye…

“WHOOPS. SORRY…HUN.”

His face dropped every inch of color as he turned away from me worn and wildly! His little lips crying, beseeching his wife before him, who smugly pretended not to hear! I giggled at his “chirps”.

“AREN’T YOU GOING TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING?”

I asked Karen-as though the little man was either a child or a nuisance-my face softening as water began to tinge within her eyes…

 

“E-EXPLAIN!? NO, I’M NOT GOING TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING! I’M DONE EXPLAINING; I AM DONE ASKING…I, I-I AM DONE B-BEGGING-PLEADING! FOR JUST A SCRAP, OF SOMETHING MORE!”

 

 

He cowered. She recollected herself, gesturing with a hand…

“GO.”

I knelt confounded. She wiped her tears, and began to glow.

“BE BAD DREW…DON’T YOU WANT TO BE!?”

 

She had left for but a moment-yet had returned almost as quickly, that confident woman again arising, whose nipples hardened before my view.

“UH-HUH!”

I loudly groaned-ensuring the little “man” could clearly hear me-as both my thighs arched high above him while he shook and tore his hair far down below! His gaze looked all around him, to any avenue apart my archway! His face finally resting again on Karen who simply winked with wicked glee!

“ONE SEC!”

I laughingly commanded, as I ran my fingers along my waist side; their tips quickly resting on my zipper which I drug down with earnest and ease. He shook his head in disbelief, gagging, as he looked to I, and Karen. As I simply giggled and unearthed my manhood-a sleeping beast before his view! I smiled…

“COME KISS IT!”

I cruelly bellowed-gesturing at him with but a finger! As I lurched forward and rose around him, a leg and arm at his every side! He looked to Karen…

 

“GO!”

She cried out wildly-shocking and sending the man into a fluster! Her eyes awide wicked intrigue as I groaned and neared him with my sex… Immediately I heard his cries and whimpers-to which Karen approached with anticipation! My body slumping, slurring, groaning monstrously as he-apart all reason-pleased my sex!

“TASTE YOUR WIFE ON THERE-LITTLE GUY!”

I coarsely spouted with utmost cruelty! My fingers darting, fumbling within my pant leg until my monstrous nuts came and hung on high.

 

“HE’S SO LITTLE!”

Karen quipped, only adding to the humiliation. As she quickly laid upon her stomach watching while she took my swollen balls in hand!

 

 

“WAS HE BIG BEFORE!?”

I cooed.

 

“NAH… HE HAD A LITLE DICK.”

Karen giggled.

“AND NOW, WELL…”

 

We erupted in a bout of laughter-albeit I, amid my groaning- every inch of me fighting sternly not to crush him with my sex! He trembled, coughed and gagged!

“I DON’T THINK HE CAN HANDLE IT HUN”

I coughed I peered and looked down below my waistline, my cocks pulse persuading his every movement, his trembling body barely able to stand! I snickered.

 

“NO!?”

“IS THAT SO SWEETIE!?”

Karen cooed, looking to her little husband, her widening eyes a pool of terror to which, for him, was no avail…

“IS DREWS BIG MEAN DICK TOO MUCH!?”

Ever so slowly he began to nod. I watched…

“LET’S TEST HIM.”

“BEAT HIM DREW…”

“BEAT HIM WITH YOUR DICK!”

Karen smiled to herself rising quickly from the carpet. Her breathing shallow- yet coarse and heavy; her fingers flailing wildly as she removed her tank top and quickly took her breasts in hand!

“DOES THIS HELP!?”

She uttered playfully, her voice full of dark and cruel amusement, as she allowed her breasts to bounce before me as I rose up upon my knees…I looked at him…

 

“HEHEHEH!”

For the first time, we truly heard him scream.

“Ma-ma-ma-mr. drew s.s.ss-sir p-pleassssee don’-GACK!?!”

 

 

Karen reeled.

“YOU JUST STUNNED HIM! LOOK-HE’S GETTING UP TEE-HEE!”

 

“HERE IT COMES. TINY GUY…”

I bellowed as I gripped my member, the scent of Karen’s pussy and my hardening manhood perfuming the air all around! He shrieked!

“Noooooooo!?! P-p-pleassse I-I’ll do a-anyth-HWACK!?!”

He spun within an instant quickly tumbling upon the floor!

“OF COURSE YOU WILL…LITTLE MAN!”

I said darkly.

“THAT ONE WAS FOR KAREN…”

 

She preened-lighting in attention!

“THANK YOU DEARIE! NOW, GIVE HIM ONE MORE…”

She quickly coughed in anticipation as I took note of glistening trickle that shimmered and ran along her thigh.

 

I smiled at her; then looked to the “man” and laughed!

“EVER BEEN TEA BAGGED BY A GIANT LITTLE MAN!?”

I smirked.

“CUZ YOU’RE ABOUT TOO!”

I tore off in a hail of laughter-playfully grabbing at him with a fleet of fingers! His body screeching, stumbling, streaking across the carpet as I tore the pants and boxers from off my thighs!

“WHERE YA GOIN!”

I crudely cackled-as Karen blocked his path with feet and fingers! My monstrous manhood towering high above him as I spread my thighs and aimed my sack!

“I’M HAVING FUN! HEHEH!”

“K-ka-kaka-Karen I-I’m ss-ssorry p-please I wo-AARRRGHHH!?!”

 

 

 

“YOU GOT HIM!”

Karen cheered as I ever so lightly thrust my manhood! My nuts bowling him over like a boulder to which Karen moaned and massaged herself with glee!

 

“UH-HUH!”

I hungrily bellowed picking up the man between my fingers, shaking him wildly amid his sobbing as Karen’s wanting body held my view!

“I NEED TO FUCK…”

I said wildly, quickly glancing to the “mans” attention.

 

“YEAH…”

“Erraiiiahhhhh!! N-noooo! K-karen!!?”

We rose in but a moment our bodies panting in anticipation as Karen bent her body over the box spring and dropped her skirt and panties to the floor! She parted herself in but an instant, as she looked and leered above her shoulder, the middle aged woman a dominant goddess as she lured me near with wagging thighs! I groaned…Karen moaned…He screamed! I looked at him.

“LOOKS LIKE I’M ABOUT TO GET SOME PUSSY! HEHE!”

“SOO…”

I giggled and lifted him skyward, my mouth opening in an instant, his body shrieking, calling wildly as he approached my dripping maw!

 

“WAIT! HONEY…WAIT.”

 

I stopped.

 

“HE… ALL HE EVER CARED ABOUT WAS PUSSY. COMPLAINED OF NEVER GETTING ENOUGH OF IT! I THINK I CAN SHARE SOME WITH HIM NOW…”

 

My eyes lit up in a flare of fury, my air snorting wildly through my nostrils! As I giggled and looked to the broken little “man”, his entire frame alive with fear!

“HEHEH! HOLD ON-LITTLE GUY!”

I cooed as I slung him wickedly within my fingers, his body flailing against the hungered head of my monstrous manhood until I flexed and bound him with a drip of cum!

 

“OH HUBBY…”

Karen whispered.

“I HOPE THIS IS ENOUGH….”

She bit her lip as her head fell forward as she heard me approach with anticipation, her ass rising with thighs parted as I intentionally “stomped” as I drew near! I took her ass within my fingers, slapped her thighs and kissed her backside! A lone hand reaching up and underneath her as I greedily cupped her massive breast!

“READY…”

I bellowed.

She nodded.

We panted. I positioned. He screamed…

“READY!?”

“YES BABY!?!”

 

“ARE YOU READY!?”

“READY TO BE PART OF OUR BIG , GIANT, FUCAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!”

 

“YES! DREW!?!”

“YES….AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

 

I roared alike a lion! Yanking Karen hard and heavily by breast and shoulder-her cavernous pussy a sight of horror as she sank on my cock and there made a tomb. We cummed…She smiled warm and wickedly, rolling swift upon her backside, as I drug my spent manhood from out within her-our little plaything nowhere to be found…

“So…”

I uttered.

 

“So, honey…”

She began, sweetly parting her legs before him, as she half-heartedly drug her fingers along her still swollen clit…”

“So, heh, well-I loved every minute of it…No regrets, but.”

 

“But!?”

 

“But, well call me greedy, I still want to get back at those bratty bitches…Those selfish wome-, well, their hardly that, aren’t they!?

I chuckled.

 

“So, can we get them to?”

 

“Of course.”

 

“When?”

 

“When!?”

I giggled.

“I already have them now…”

She smiled.

 

“Oh Drew… C’mere!”

 

I did as she asked in but an instant, as I laid longingly beside her. Our bodies drifting into slumber as we restlessly awaited the next day to come.