It's not the size, it's how you use it

Michelle hated working. At nineteen, she had zero patience for rules, schedules, or pretending to care about other people's kids. Babysitting was just another lame gig she took because rent didn't pay itself.

Sunny already reached the age of puberty, but on the outside, he seems like he isn't there yet. It affects his self-confidence both socially and at home. Therefore, he is scared of staying home alone at night when his parents are out, and this is how Michelle got this job.

Tonight Michelle sat on the couch in Sunny's living room, scrolling through her phone while the 14 years old, who looked younger for his age, watched TV. His parents had left hours ago, and the house was quiet except for the low murmur of the screen.

Sunny kept sneaking glances at her chest. Michelle noticed the tiny bulge forming in his pants and smirked to herself. An idea formed. She set her phone down and turned toward him.

"Hey, Sunny," she said, catching his attention. "Is there a girl you like?"

Sunny's face turned red. He looked down at his lap. "Yeah… there's this girl in my class. Her name's Emily. She's got long brown hair and she always laughs at my jokes. I want her to like me back."

Michelle leaned closer. "I can teach you how to make girls fall for you. Want to start?"

Sunny nodded quickly, eyes wide.

"First thing," Michelle said, "you kiss them. Come here."

She pulled him in and pressed her lips to his. Sunny froze at first, then copied her movements, his mouth soft and uncertain. Michelle deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue against his until he started to relax.

When she pulled back, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off. Her breasts spilled free, nipples already stiff. "Do you like my tits?"

Sunny stared, mouth open. "Y-yeah. They're really nice."

"Touch them," she instructed. "Squeeze gently, then rub my nipples with your thumbs."

Sunny reached out with both hands. His small fingers cupped her breasts, squeezing softly at first, then firmer as she moaned encouragement. He circled her nipples, pinching lightly. Michelle arched into his touch, heat building between her legs.

"Good," she breathed. "Now use your mouth."

Sunny leaned forward and sucked one nipple between his lips. His tongue flicked over the hard peak while his hand kept working the other breast. Michelle's breathing grew heavier. She ran her fingers through his hair, pushing him closer.

After a few minutes she stood and slid her shorts and panties down in one motion. She sat back on the couch, spread her legs, and pointed between them. "Next lesson. Lick me here."

Sunny knelt on the floor between her thighs. He stared at her shaved pussy for a second, then leaned in and dragged his tongue along her slit. Michelle gasped and grabbed his head, guiding him. "Suck on my clit. Use your tongue in circles."

Sunny obeyed. He sealed his lips around her swollen nub and sucked while his tongue worked in tight loops. Michelle's hips rocked against his face. Wet sounds filled the room as he licked and slurped, saliva mixing with her juices. She moaned louder, thighs trembling around his head. "Fuck, that's it. Don't stop."

Her orgasm built fast. She ground against his mouth until her pussy clenched and she came hard, flooding his tongue with fresh wetness. Sunny kept licking through it, drinking her down.

Michelle was panting when she pulled him up. "Strip. Now."

Sunny yanked off his clothes. His small cock stood straight out, barely four inches, thin and twitching. Michelle glanced at it and felt a flicker of disappointment, but her pussy was throbbing too much to care. She lay back on the couch and spread her legs wide.

"Climb on top," she ordered. "Put it inside me."

Sunny crawled between her thighs. He fumbled for a second before the head of his cock nudged her entrance. He pushed forward. Michelle barely felt the stretch. His entire length slid in with almost no resistance. She wrapped her legs around his small waist anyway.

"Move," she said. "In and out. Find a rhythm."

Sunny started thrusting. His hips pumped in short, awkward strokes. Michelle could hardly feel him moving inside her. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on the friction, but it was barely there. Still, she encouraged him. "That's it. Keep going."

Two minutes passed. Then three. Sunny kept fucking her with his tiny cock, his breath coming in quick pants. Michelle reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him deeper even though it didn't change much.

"Let's speed things up," she said. She slid one finger between his cheeks and pressed against his tight hole. She pushed inside, found the firm spot, and rubbed hard.

Sunny's whole body jerked. His eyes flew open. A strangled sound tore from his throat. His cock twitched violently inside her and he started coming. It wasn't powerful spurts. Instead, a steady, warm trickle leaked out of him, drop after drop, filling her slowly. It took him almost a full minute to empty himself. His small body shook the entire time, then he collapsed on top of her, breathing hard.

"Was it good?" he asked quietly against her chest.

Michelle stroked his hair. "Yeah, kinda."

Sunny smiled and drifted off to sleep right there on her.

Weeks later, Sunny walked taller. He asked Emily out and she said yes. Rumors spread that the two of them had been caught fucking in a tent on the school trip. Meanwhile Michelle missed her period. A test came back positive. The only person she'd fucked recently was Sunny. That tiny cock had knocked her up. Now she had two mouths to feed instead of one.