A Mighty Small Cock
Claire
Let me tell you my favorite joke. "What do you call the useless piece of
meat attached to the end of a man's penis?" The answer is,"The man of course."
Bet you were thinking of the other end, weren't you?
We all know bigger is better,and bigger and thicker is best of all, but
girls let's just think this thing trough, ok? A lot of my girlfriends just go
on and on about how big and fucksome their husbands or boyfriends are. Good
enough, but what would Mr. Macho Allcock have to say if we suggested a little
shopping around for variety, humm? You can bet he'd get all pissy and pouty
about such a simple thing. Hurt his widdle male ego wouldn't it? Poor baby.
I was a sexual ignoramous when I married William. I had no idea what to
expect. Oh, I'd heard all about it from my married friends although no two
reports were alike. Some loved it, some hated it, some had pain, some had
pleasure, and some just put up with it for the security and social status. I
really couldn't feel much from Willie's little gadget, but it seemed to do him a
lot of good so of course I went along. I did discover he had a positive gift
for eating pussy. The man was a Maestro of Tongue. Well, with practically no
cock at all you'd expect him to learn some way to compensate.
We were married about two years when I found the password to his computer
hidden in his desk, his memory is about as short as his dick. I found his
journal with all his secret thoughts right there in file after file. William had
always been insecure because of his little penis. He had been teased
unmercifully by the boys in his school. Changing clothes in the gym locker room
made him absolutely ill. One of the boys had actually asked him if he shouldn't
be in the girls locker room. This taunt went all over the school and he was
utterly humilated.
Willie choose a college as far away from his hometown as he could manage.
He didn't even consider a college dorm with common shower facilities. He chose
a rooming house with a private bath a short commute from the campus. It was
there he found a way to come to terms with his "disability."
The rooming house was run by a widow all the boys called Gypsy because of
her raven hair. She must have been what you'd call a MILF today. In short,
gypsy was hot as a fresh fucked fox in a forest fire, she had plenty of lovers
her own age and in her spare time seduced the college boys in her rooming house.
She couldn't ever get Willie to rise to the bait though, of course that made
her just want him even more. Finally when the rest of the boys were off on
holiday she used her master key and climbed into bed with him. One hand beneath
the bedcovers told her everything she needed to know about why Willie was
sexually shy. She wheedled out of him the whole explaination of his sexless
life, in his diary he admitted to being in tears and considering dropping out of
college now that his shame was certain to be exposed. As I read about her
treatment of him I became mad as hell at her, but the woman was a genius and I
learned a lot from what my future husband wrote about her.
Gypsy didn't pander to him, she didn't lie and tell him size won't matter.
She blackmailed him into sex, threatening to tell everyone she knew about his
tiny cock. She told him she owned him now and he was at her disposal to do with
as she pleased. She taught him the art of eating pussy, Thank You Gypsy- thank
you, and she used him as a cuckold. When she found a new man with a big, rigid
cock she made him watch as she squirmed to orgasm. She made him wear her
underwear exclusively, actually cut up his boxers with sissors in front of him.
From his diary I could see willie really began to enjoy his college years. Even
captive sex, sex by proxy, and enfeminized sex was better than no sex at all.
When Willie graduated Gypsy gave him the best present she could have. She
told him he could never see her again, that he had to make is own way now, and
she told him he had two choices confronting him.
Willie could either marry a sexual rookie and never let her know what she was
missing or marry the most promiscious slut he could find and have her imitate
the life he'd had with Gypsy.
His diary told me about the agony he endured by marrying me and never
allowing me the opportunity, or even the practial knowledge of what fun sex
could be. It was then I resolved to become Gypsy's second option for Willie. Hey, if a
girl can't make a few sacrifices for her husband....
More to come if anyone is interested.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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