I sit at my writing desk, sipping my Absinthe and patiently waiting for the muse to take me. I stare at the pristine white paper and start to jot down a few ideas, outlining the description of a female character.

Taking another drink, the words flow from my pencil, covering the page with the vision of the beauty that stands before me in my minds eye. I rest for a moment, reading over what I’ve written, more than pleased with the woman I’ve created.

It’s late and the effects of the strong drink are beginning to take its toll. I lay my pencil down with a sigh and remove my glasses, pinching the bridge of my nose and rubbing my tired eyes.

I don’t know whether it’s the alcohol or tiredness or both, but the words appear to be moving on the page; twisting and writhing with a life of their own. I gaze incredulously as the letters take on the shape of a woman and rise up from the paper to stand before me; a tiny but perfectly formed figure!

I replace my glasses and stare, open mouthed, as she walks and dances across the page. She has no features, just a beautiful curvy body formed of letters and words. She stands still, cocking her head to one side inquisitively and although she has no eyes, I know she’s looking at me.

I sense that she wants something from me but can’t figure out what it is and I tell her so. She looks about herself and then runs over to pick up my pencil, struggling to hold it upright as it’s almost as big as her. She slowly writes two words on the now empty paper: name me…

She drops the pencil and looks up at me, patiently waiting for me to speak. “Anastasia” I say out loud, watching her intently as she ponders this for a moment. Suddenly she shivers and there before my startled eyes is the most beautiful, naked woman I have ever seen!

Her flawless skin has a light golden glow and her fabulous blonde hair cascades over her shoulders to half way down her back. She blushes and slowly turns as if for my approval, my eyes roaming over every part of her exquisite body. She faces me and smiles, looking down at herself and then back up to me, gauging my reaction to her magnificent form.

A huge smile spreads across my face as I whisper, “Beautiful! Truly beautiful…” She claps her tiny hands and appears delighted by my comments, once more dancing and pirouetting for me. She stops and curtsey’s then appears to think for a while before pointing at the pencil and indicating the page with a sweep of her arm. She looks quizzically at me and I realise what she’s after. “You want to know what I’m writing?” I say and she nods her head enthusiastically. “It’s going to be an erotic story! D’you know what that means?” She blushes furiously and slowly nods her head in assent.

Once more she stands deep in thought and then looks up at me with a slow smile curving her lovely mouth. She bites her lip and slides her hands up her body from her hips to her pert breasts, cupping and squeezing them provocatively. Her tiny fingers pinch and pluck her miniature nipples, pulling them out from her magnificent globes.

I watch amazed as she moves one hand down between her legs and begins playing with herself, her eyes never leaving mine as she puts on a tantalising show for me. She sinks to her knees and spreads them wide, laying back slightly and holding her tiny little pussy open for me, smiling lasciviously as I lick my lips and stare at her minute charms.

She begins to rub herself, slapping her swollen lips and clit and then pushing her fingers up into her little pussy. Her body begins to tremble as her excitement builds, her legs shaking, her breasts heaving, her fingers rubbing and slapping harder and faster. I feel my heart race and my cock starts to harden in my pants as I watch this tiny woman pleasure herself with abandon.

Suddenly, just as I feel sure she’s about to cum, she reaches up her arms and looks at me imploringly. I’m uncertain as to what she wants and move my hands apart in a gesture of confusion. She grabs my finger and tugs furiously at it, trying to pull it towards her open thighs. I realise what she’s trying to do and gently move the tip of it between her wide spread legs.

She pulls herself against me and I can feel the fierce heat of her tiny opening as she rubs herself furiously on my fingertip. Suddenly she stiffens, her whole body quivering as she throws her head back and cums hard!

I stare in stunned silence as she falls backwards, sprawling on her back with arms and legs spread wide in exhaustion, her perfect little breasts rising and falling as she pants and quivers in the throes of her orgasm. I reach down and press on my rigid cock, trying to relieve some of the tension that this miniature temptress has caused, just as she raises her head to smile at me and catches me in the act.

Now it is my turn to blush as she scrambles to her knees and crawls seductively on all fours over to the edge of the table to see what I’m doing. She looks up at me with a radiant smile, licking her lips and pointing at the prominent bulge in my trousers. “You want to see it?” I ask and she nods vigorously.

Her little face is a picture of desire and apprehension as I slowly unzip myself and reach in to pull out my throbbing erection. As it springs into view, she jumps backwards with a shocked expression making me laugh, then she smiles shyly and motions me to bring it closer. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this; standing up and moving closer to the table so that this tiny doll-sized woman can get to my cock!

She looks at it intently, walking around and studying it from various angles before grasping the head in her arms and covering it with kisses, licking all over as far as she can reach with her tiny tongue. The sensation is exquisite and my cock throbs and jumps, lifting her up off the table as she dangles from the tip.

She swings her legs up and wraps them around the shaft, holding on tightly, her breasts squashed against my flesh. I lean my hands on the table and let her climb around until she straddles my prick like a horse. She rubs her pussy back and forth against me then lays full length along it, sweeping her breasts from side to side.

I hold my cock out horizontal from the base and watch as she writhes and pleasures herself against me, finally managing to manoeuvre herself so that she can rub her pussy over the sensitive glans. God help me but her cavorting is having an effect upon me and I can feel my balls begin to tighten! I gasp and pant and blurt out “I’m gonna cum Anastasia!” which she seems delighted to hear as she redoubles her efforts to rub herself raw on me!

She quickly dismounts and stands directly in front of my tip with her arms wrapped around it, rubbing her breasts across it and raining kisses on the opening. I gasp and shudder then erupt! A huge jet of cum splashes directly into her tiny face and knocks her back onto her perfect little ass; she sits there waving her arms frantically as I cover her from head to toe in my thick, creamy cum!

When my balls are finally empty and I lean heavily on the table trying to recover, I can’t help but laugh as she wipes handfuls of cum from her face and sits there with a triumphant smile!

I wipe my cock with a tissue and stuff it back into my trousers before running to the sink and returning with a cereal bowl of tepid water. She smiles at me and climbs graciously in, washing herself clean as I finish the rest of my drink.

I sit with my chin resting on my arms as she climbs from the bowl, watching her as she dries her long hair with a piece of kitchen roll. “Thank you Anastasia” I say with genuine feeling, “You were magnificent!” She smiles warmly and taking my cheeks in both hands, kisses me long and tenderly on my lips.

She moves away and with one hand on her heart she points to herself and then at me. “I love you too Anastasia” I whisper. She smiles radiantly and steps back into the middle of the page, turning once more into a collection of words that settle silently onto the paper.

© opusangelicus 2013