Standing at his full height of maybe three or four inches tall, with wide, gossamer wings, was a tiny male fairy. I held him in my hand and watched as...he picked off the remaining bits stuck to him. Finally, he finished, cleared his throat, and extended his hand. In his piping voice, he said, "Hi! I'm Jonjacobjingleheimerschmitt Hisnameismynametoo. You can call me Dick, for short."Stunned, I asked, "How do you get Dick from Jonjacobjingleheimerschmitt Hisnameismynametoo?"The tiny man looked at. Of all the vaginas my cock has been privileged to enter, hers was by far the tightest. Even the two women who sacrificed their hymens to their and my lust couldn't compare to her. It felt like pushing into a fist, albeit a well oiled fist, and instead of the fingers and thumb creating five distinct areas of possible movement, her vaginal muscles caressed in multitudinous ways. And those times when I had the opportunity to bring my oral skills to this amazing pussy, I marveled at absolute beauty. Her eyes lit up, she had brown eyes, I could see the happiness on her face. She was breathing heavy and giggling, smiling, laughing. Both the front and the back of her legs had enormous amount of hairs. Her skin was all saggy and wrinkled. I put my face right in between her legs and and started smelling her pussy through her underwear. Her pussy smelled very bad, she hadn't washed it in such a long time... I then took off her underwear. She had a lot more hairs that I expected, they were so. Before I could process this, the guy came around, took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor. I was too stunned to protest. The music was a pounding techno groove that I -- never a great dancer -- found hard to get a rhythm to. The guy laughed and said, “Relax, babe,, I’m not trying to steal you away.” The next second, though, he put his arms on my shoulders and pulled me close -- close enough for me to feel the erect cock in his pants. I felt a twinge in my own cock, and when he.