Two Tall Trainers, One Mini Man - Part 3 (Patreon)

The first to have their way with Jackson was Michelle, who wasted no time in saddling up on her little man while Cameron watched from nearby. Gripping his skinny hips between her powerful legs, she slipped a condom on his dick before guiding it towards her sex, and then let herself drop on top of him without so much as a warning. He gasped in surprise, the 7-foot woman’s ass slamming her full weight against his pelvis, but he certainly didn’t want to voice any complaints. Feeling the huge, muscular woman riding him was a euphoric experience that felt like a bolt of electricity crackling through him every time she crashed into him. He didn’t even need to do any work. Michelle simply took the lead and used his body to fulfill herself; it seemed as though any enjoyment he got out of it was just lucky.

Since Michelle had gotten Jackson to cum just a little while earlier by giving him a blowjob above her head, she was able to eventually reach an orgasm before he did. And when she did finally feel herself finishing, her body tensed up, which resulted in the frail man beneath her getting another squeeze from her calves and thighs. Before he could climax, she unmounted from the man’s dick and swapped out with Cameron, who was already undressed.

But while Michelle tended to enjoy the missionary position, Cameron liked being bent over—but she also liked doing most of the work. So instead of straddling Jackson again like Michelle had, Cameron told her partner to hold the man in the air near the side of the bed. Even during sex, the girls treated him like he couldn’t do anything on his own and needed their help for the smallest things. Instead of getting behind Cameron to take her in a position that resembled doggy style, he was instead held behind Michelle as she bent over on the bed, gripped the mattress, and then slammed her hips backward onto Jackson’s cock.

While Michelle merely used her weight to crush the little man’s midsection, Cameron was a lot more aggressive and relied on her own strength. It was obviously more work, but it also resulted in a rhythmic kind of fucking that just beat against Jackson over and over and over. His hips and thighs began to bruise the more that Cameron rammed her own giant hips against him, but despite the pain, he never asked her to stop or tried to get her to slow down. Eventually, she too was able to reach a climax after having her way with Jackson for long enough, although he still hadn’t managed to cum despite the women’s best efforts.

They decided to take a break, and see how their little lover was doing after finally giving in to their carnal desires without the restraints they were employing before. As Cameron heaved a sigh of pleasure, Michelle sat Jackson on the bed, who lay back and took several deep breaths. “Well I think that went pretty well,” Michelle stated, but nodded to the bruises on Jackson’s hips. “You look a little banged up though. If you really want to keep living with us, that’s how things are gonna be from now on. You sure you can handle that?”

The shrimpy five-foot man smiled, ignoring the soreness in favor of the enrapturing experience he just had. “Oh, for sure,” he smirked. “I’m tougher than both of you combined. Is that all you two got? Cuz I’m ready for round three.”

Cameron turned to look at Jackson and raised her eyebrows. Michelle poked him playfully and crossed her arms. “Tougher than both of us, huh? Hey Cam, you should go grab our heels. The big ones.” Cameron scoffed at the other woman’s idea, but went off to fetch some things from their closet. When she came back a minute later, she was still mostly naked, but was now standing in a pair of 12-inch heels (and holding a second pair), and was putting on a sports bra. “What’s with the bra?” Michelle asked, taking the other pair of 12-inch heels from Cameron.

“Cuz I wanna use this lil guy like a living strap-on,” Cameron replied, “just like when we first met him in the gym.” She unceremoniously grabbed Jackson and grunted as she pulled her bra away from her chest, inserting the man’s little head underneath to squish him between her boobs. When she let go of the garment, it snapped back into place, squeezing his head incredibly tightly between her tits—but then Cameron let go of him, and showed that the bra was holding his head in place, suspending his body above the ground. “But see? I won’t even need to hold onto him this time.” She jiggled her boobs up and down, showing how her bra was stronger than the forces of gravity at keeping Jackson’s body pressed against her. And although he was partially blinded by the undergarment, the man’s dick surged with new life, feeling excited by the prospect of his body being used as a sex toy.

Michelle put her own pair of heels on, and sauntered over to Cameron, smiling down at Jackson as he peaked outside of the bra. He couldn’t believe how beautiful Michelle looked, so tall that she was just a few inches from her head touching the ceiling. Cameron slapped her partner’s ass, and Michelle squealed, turning around and sticking her butt out to Cameron and the little man between her tits. “You know what to do.”

Cameron giggled, peeling off Jackson’s condom and throwing it aside as she approached Michelle. But before the pipsqueak could protest at their lack of caution, he felt his dick slide between Michelle’s cheeks, and then poke into her asshole as Cameron grabbed Michelle’s waist. Now that Jackson’s cock was in place, Cameron thrust forward with so much force that Jackson’s heart skipped a beat, working herself into a progressively faster pattern of sliding Jackson’s dick in and out of Michelle’s ass. The thrusts became so forceful that the fragile man wondered if they were trying to break him, but with his head being jostled between Cameron’s breasts, he didn’t have the voice to speak out. Both physically and mentally, Jackson was powerless to stop them, as the two Amazons freely used and abused his body to get each other off.

“I’m almost there,” Michelle moaned, and Cameron chimed in her agreement: “Me too!”

Jackson, of course, couldn’t speak, but without the latex covering his dick anymore, and with Cameron’s boobs squeezing his head, he also felt close to his own climax.

As Cameron pounded Michelle’s ass with their tiny lover’s cock just a few more times, she plunged Jackson forward as hard as she physically could—and heart the undeniable crack of his hip bone in return. Hearing Jackson’s pelvis fracture from how hard they were fucking sent all three of them over the edge, and the two women orgasmed just in time for Jackson to finally unleash his seed deep inside Michelle’s ass, despite his broken hips.

It was, of course, the most dangerous rounds of sex that Jackson had ever participated in, and he ended up getting sent to the hospital later that day (and funnily enough, since he went from the bed, to the ambulance stretcher, to the hospital bed, he still managed to go without ever touching the ground, as if the women had some sort of natural control over his life). To make matters worse though—or maybe to make them better—the nurse presiding over Jackson was over seven feet tall as well. It seemed that wherever he went, he was destined to be surrounded by women who greatly outsized and outmatched him. Though still relatively normal sized, the universe seemed hell-bent on making him feel as small as possible.

“So these women are both your girlfriends?” the nurse asked Jackson with a bit of an amused chuckled, the next day after he’d gotten back from surgery and had had his hips mostly bandaged up. “And… you broke your pelvis?” He nodded, blushing as Michelle and Cameron laughed. “Wonder how that happened,” the nurse sarcastically quipped, joining in with the other ladies’ giggles.

“Is he going to be getting admitted here a lot then?” she asked them with a more hushed tone.

“Definitely,” the two girls replied in unison.

The three of them all looked to Jackson, and noticed him starting to pitch a tent in his hospital gown. The hip cast had been created with a hole so that he could still pee, but clearly it could be used for others things too.

“I think that might need to be taken care of right away,” the nurse said with a wink, ushering the two women to his bedside. “Hurry, I’ll keep watch for you guys,” she added with a laugh.

Jackson grunted in partial pain as Cameron lifted him out of the bed, ripping off his hospital gown as she effortlessly held him over her head. “We might need to come back every day to make sure your dick won’t be a problem for this lovely nurse here,” she cooed, before licking Jackson’s dock and wrapping her lips around it with a smile.

“We’re soooo sorry we hurt you like this,” Michelle whispered, holding his head in her hands above her, and bringing it down just enough to kiss his lips. “Let us make it up to you.”

Standing guard by the door, the Amazon-sized nurse watched with a chuckle as the two tall women held Jackson over their heads, taking turns making out with him and sucking his dick. She could hardly believe that the three of them were all partners, and yet it oddly seemed to make sense. “What a lucky man.” Or maybe it was Cameron and Michelle who were the lucky ones.