When I was a teenager it wasn't fun being so small until I started growing curves and lumps in all the right places. My face is very pretty, I've been told, and I have a little girl voice so when I dress up as a schoolgirl, complete with ponytails, it somehow excites older men like nothing on earth. You older guys have some very nasty fantasies about little, young schoolgirls, I have learnt, but you can act them out quite safely with me.
It is difficult getting dates in places like pubs but the Internet is a wonderful place for me to be myself and find men who secretly want to fuck a midgette. Not many men would admit to this and they would never want to be seen in public dating one but if they had the opportunity of fucking a horny, pretty, tiny little woman they would jump at it. In fact they do. I have a web cam and enjoy performing for guys, using... yes, I know, it's a classic... cucumbers and huge black dildoes. The bigger the better. If they are interested I suggest meeting up next weekend at The Petit Grand Club for some fun. I usually try to arrange a number of rendezvous at the same time because you never know if one is going to chicken out – and the more the merrier, if they all do turn up. Oh, gangbangs... I'll tell you later. Mmmmmm!
The Petite Grand Club (PGC) is where little people meet up with big people for sex. It used to be, in fact, a Victorian hotel and everyone meets in the plush foyer where there are bars, soft music and mellow lighting, big armchairs and sofas and an atmosphere of decadence. Nothing overtly sexual actually goes on there, in the foyer, but the air is ripe for fucking. The Petites, as we are called, have our own bar – our height - which is staffed by Petites. Of course, there are not just midget women. There are some very good-looking, very well-hung midget men. Can you imagine the effect of a handsome three and a half foot naked man sporting a throbbing 8" erection? It looks enormous. It IS enormous. I never say no to one of those but usually these Petits are only after tall women or big fat women with rolls of flesh that they can drown in. There is one regular small guy who is affectionately known as Dickhead by the big ladies and I'll let you work out how he obtained that sobriquet.
During the summer I like to meet up with a guy or two outside. I know of a couple of open air places where we can fuck with little risk of being discovered. The chance that we may be heard and seen only adds to the excitement. You are starting to realise that I am a bit of an exhibitionist.
So, one hot August day I meet up with a guy I had been flirting with online for a couple of weeks. He had a web cam, too and we used to get into masturbating for each other and watching each other masturbate. I knew his cock intimately and I couldn't wait to get my little hands, mouth and pussy on and around it. He also had big, heavy balls and my pussy was drooling for him.
About my pussy
I used to shave it but haven't done so in quite a while as my thick, black hairy bush excites most guys as much as thick, white George Bush does Republicans! But I think even most male Republicans would prefer my bush.
My pussy is wild and overgrown and my white schoolgirl panties can't hide all my pubic hair. But once you part my soft pubes you discover the most luscious cunt lips, the invitation to the tightest, smoothest sex passage a man will ever know. I am a self rejuvenating virgin. The number of times I have men exclaim that it feels like fucking a horny unfucked 16 year old.. And how would they know, I wonder. They must have good memories or...
Anyway, I was waiting for Pete to show up on the hill where we had arranged to meet. The top of a hill sounds like a strange place for a sexual encounter but this one was very difficult to get to due to the river and although it overlooked the town no one ever went there. When he arrived I was a sweet young schoolgirl doing gymnastics. He later called them 'gymnasties'. I was doing the splits and cartwheels and generally showing off my panties as athletic, innocent young girls do. He sat and watched me and applauded as I performed. When I stopped and curtsied to him he asked,
