When Carey finally strolled along the beach far enough away from the hotel, she paused and saw that she was alone. No one from the remote resort would find her there for at least another hour, so she stood before the Pacific Ocean and let the morning breeze caress her body.
Carey wore a skimpy thong bikini that accentuated her curvy body. The little triangles barely covered her ample chest and those dark pink nipples that pushed against the fabric. Below, her matching thong hugged her thighs and tucked itself into her crotch, coming out the back between her round ass cheeks and stretching around her hips.
Hidden in the material nestled between her ass hung a tiny man she brought with her. Antony worked the hotel as a human toy for this particular all-inclusive hotel chain on Waikiki Beach. Carey deposited her drivers license and was given a tiny man for rental. Liking this muscular dark-haired tiny, she collected him and placed him in her thong on the way out to the beach.
Antony bounced between her warm cheeks as she padded her way to the water's edge. He could still smell her sex from masturbating the night before. However, that wasn't enough for the unsatiable Carey. She needed more, and Antony would fit that bill.
Carey flung off her top to the dry sand behind her, and smoothed her hands over those mounds. The feel of her fingers pinching her own nipples started her juices stirring below. Antony could smell the familiar scent, and his own erection began to grow.
Her fingers found holds in the sides of her bikini bottom as she pulled the skimpy clothing downward. Antony felt his body fall a bit, and he held onto the narrow cloth for dear life. Carey looked below between her legs and giggled at the sight of the little body builder clinging for life.
"Don't worry, tiny," she purred, "I have other plans for you." She collected the puny man from his own clutches and cupped him in her left hand as the now-loose fabric fell to the wet sand at her feet. Carey stepped out of the bikini and flippd it to the same place as her top. Antony's naked goddess stood tall and lovely against the sea breeze, holding him in her palm.
With her left hand, she touched her clit and rubbed her lips while studying Antony. As an "employee" of the hotel, or rather property of the hotel, his job was to answer her every whim. That included sexual favors, so he knew it was best to keep his erection at it's peak. He started stroking his miniature cock and looked up at her.
Carey licked her lips and grew even more lustful just then. She brought the tiny up to her nipples and rubbed his face against those perky extrusions. Antony braced for impact and let the rubbery skin smack his face left and right. She then placed him between her round breasts and pushed them together to hold him in place.
Antony felt around him as best he could and pushed his manhood against the plush softness of her. She sprayed perfume on her breasts and vaginal area before going down to the lobby to rent a tiny, and Antony could smell it overpowering his senses. He loved it and writhed against her even more.
Now thoroughly wet, Carey lifted him away from his pillowy embrace and lowered him to her crotch. She knelt down in the wet sand placed her right hand down for support. Those large breasts swung freely while the tide flowed beneath. Antony saw the rushing and ebbing tide, fearful that if Carey dropped him, he might just be swept out to sea.
She instead shifted him in her palm so that his head rest on the padding of her hand/wrist, while his legs lay comfortably along her fingers. His view of her shifted, starting from her smiling lusty face, to her ballooning swaying breasts, under her tight toned stomach, and finally to the bushy confines of her dilated sex.
The scent of her juices overpowered the fragrance of her perfume now, as Carey pushed his reclined body against the silky folds of her vagina. Within seconds, Antony's body was being kissed passionately by the enormous pussy. She rubbed his body back and forth, causing his face to make contact with her taint and asshole.
His hands reached out and felt along the coated lips while letting his feet and toes tickle her clitoris. Carey heaved and bucked at this new sensation, crying out against the crash of the ocean tide. She then pushed him back further, keeping his little face pressed against the darkened rosebud of her anus.
"Lick me out," she commanded, breathing heavily and loving his feet's attention to her clit. Antony did as she wished and stuck his tongue against her rippled anus muscles. She tasted much cleaner than he imagined, and grew his ministrations in earnest. With his head pressed so far deep into the cleft of her asscrack, he stopped hearing the pounding of the ocean waves.
New waves occured around him as Carey really began bucking and gyrating her body. She let him out briefly for air, and he huffed and puffed with exhaustion. However, it didn't take long before he wanted more of her.
Carey then drew his body back along her vaginal recesses and started pushing his head into her opening. Antony gulped in a lung full of air and slipped his head and shoulders inside her pussy. The sensation of saturated silk swarmed him immediately. He felt nothing but silky vaginal walls, and smelled nothing but her desire for him. He tasted the tangy juices that coated his body and for an instant, could hear her heartbeat drumming faster in lust.
Antony opened his mouth wide and drank in her excretions, becoming one with her gigantic body as it flood his throat. She pulled him out to breathe, only to push him back in further. Now, Antony was waist deep inside her, thrashing his arms around to give her more sensations. Carey felt that and let loose the first of many climaxes.
Antony felt the rush of flowing juice coat his body and trickle out past his feet. This made for a slippery stance and he slid out of her pussy onto her hand. Carey gave him a brief rest outside of her and instead rubbed him against her lips and clit. Antony was grateful, but it didn't last long.
Now, in a fury of strokes, Carey pushed the tiny man all the way into her pussy, keeping the entrance shut with her palm. Antony had never been inserted inside a woman this far before, and he began to panick. He thrashed violently against her closing slick walls, fighting for release. This only made her drunk with sexual power, and she squeezed herself against him even more.
Feeling his little body black out, Antony began to prepare for the final result and lay still now. Carey, on the other hand, had the most active, violent orgasm of her life and took her hand away to really let go of her faculties. She lowered her pussy to the ground, now about eight feet off the ground by a tiny's estimation and screamed out her desire.
The resulting action flushed Antony out of her pussy onto the hot wet sand below. Behind him came wave after wave of ejillulation that splashed against his puny frame. He wiped away the slick juice from his eyes, only to get another jet of pearly juice splashed at his face and upper chest. When she was finally done cumming on his little body, she cooed and stroked her clit and vaginal opening with two fingers. Antony just looked back up at her and marveled.
Here he lay, like a tiny creation from this goddess, amazed at her immense beauty and power, while he felt reborn into this world from her. That's what it was to him, a rebirth from this new "mother/goddess" figure kneeling over him. He felt such a close connection to her, unlike anything he'd ever experienced as a hotel tiny before. He reached for her, wanting to reconnect with his giantess lover.
Carey felt that connection too and picked his slick body up in her cradled hands. They kissed for a long time, licking the slick juices off his body and releasing her hot breath onto his cold, shivering body. Knowing he now needed her body heat to keep him warm, she collected her bikini again and placed him back between the warm crevice of her ass.
Antony hung there again, happy to be against her body once more. Carey walked back to the hotel lobby with a huge smile on her face. Antony had given her a sexual orgasm so much more powerful than any normal-sized male could. She figured when she approached the consierge, she would ask about buying the tiny from the hotel. If so, she would bring him home and love him the way a giantess could, only the way a giantess could.
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