I’ve always enjoyed a mini giantess fantasy more than the mega giantess. My ideal girl would be a mid-twenties to mid-thirties woman of about fifteen to twenty feet in height. She would have a curvaceous body without being overtly fat. A large chest (36DD comparable to her height) and flat stomach. Her hips would be shapely giving her a luscious round ass and toned long legs. I’ve always loved a woman who shaves, so she would be bare and beautiful down there with kissable wet lips begging for me.
Her feet are pedicured with painted toenails that I could worship while she sits and watches me. She’s a gentle giantess, because I don’t really understand the concept of an evil giantess bent on eating people. I guess I’m a lover more than I’m a horror fan. She’s gentle with me because she gets off on playfully dominating me and making me pleasure her until she cums.
I enjoy the fantasy of exploring her big body and having her lower her wet pussy onto my body. I want to fuck her cavernous pussy and squeeze my cock into her lovely pucker between her glorious toned cheeks. If I’m lucky, I get to cum inside her rather than have to pull out and release onto her flawless skin.
After we’re spent, I want to be pulled up to her ample chest and laid in between them where it’s nice and warm. I crane my head up to meet her face where I’m invaded in my mouth with her long pink tongue in a sensual French-kiss. She then kisses my face all over and returns me to her cleavage in a hug. I can hear her heartbeat thunder under her chest while I feel those twin bulbous breasts cushion me and entice me into deep slumber. She cradles me and lazily plays with my cock, balls, and ass with her probing fingers while moaning how good it felt to make love to her living doll man.
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