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After my adventure with the girls in the previous weekend, I went home and rubbed out 3 more orgasms, my cock boiling with lust from what had happened. I fell asleep after the last one, all my strength having left me with my jizz.
On the following Monday, I went back to school. No longer aroused, I was aware how awkward things would be now that those girls knew about my “little” secret. I wanted to keep my head down, but I knew it’d be impossible while I was still working in their group.
In the hallway, I spotted Gina talking to her friends. We briefly locked eyes and she held up her thumb and index finger, pinching them close together, as if to say she was fully intending on bringing up my undersized cock whenever she could, and fully intending to humiliate me for it.
Embarrassed, but also a little aroused, I rushed off to class. I had English as my first class of the day, and when I entered the dreary room, I shrank into my seat, trying to be as invisible as possible. Unfortunately for me, Emily also had English at the same time as me, and she swaggered in shortly after I sat down, looking as bitchy (and sexy) as ever.
On this particular day, she had on a fairly tight, form fitting indigo dress. It had an opening which showed a generous amount of cleavage, and her creamy white jugs jiggled quite a bit with every swaying step she took. They were soft, pillowy mountains that were just barely concealed by the thin strings that were holding her dress together. Her torso certainly didn’t detract from her shapely hips, which were attached to a lovely, fat white girl ass that jutted out behind her, straining against the fabric of her dress. Her smooth, enticing thighs flowed down sultrily from her hips, while the black heels she was wearing added to her height and made her seem intimidatingly hot.
She confidently plopped down in her seat, which was directly across from me on the other side of the room. When she crossed her legs, I had a clear view of those powerful thighs that rose into the opening in her dress, leaving me trying to sneakily grab a glimpse to see if I could spot what underwear she was wearing. Though dark and scarcely visible in the shadows, I managed to snag a peek of what appeared to be hot pink panties.
She coughed slightly, and as I looked up, her piercing blue eyes glared directly into mine. She caught me checking her out, and I was scared of what she might do in retaliation. She smugly brushed several strands of her dirty blonde hair off of her face, and gave me a quick smirk before turning her attention back to her phone.
I sat through the mind numbing class, half asleep and half aroused from the eye candy in front of me. When the bell rang, I got my backpack and stood to get up. As I was walking out the door, I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I turned around and saw Emily looking me up and down.
“Keep walking, I don’t want this to look too suspicious,” she commanded.
I went along with what she said and continued a brisk pace alongside her. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t trying to sneakily check out her buxom figure out of the corner of my eye.
“So, what exactly do you want?” I inquired.
She swung her head in my direction with a sadistic twinkle in her eye.
“Did you already forget what happened last weekend?” She venomously added,”Me and the other girls have A LOT of dirt on you, so you’ll have to answer to us now, unless you want your ‘tiny problem’ to be found out by everyone.”
I blushed and felt my face reddening, knowing that I was at the mercy of these cruel sluts.
“Anyway”, she resumed,”I want you to come over to my place today. Be there at 4 o’clock, little buddy.”
With that, we parted ways, but not before she took a chance to reach down and give my crotch a gentle squeeze, giving me a mischievous grin while doing so. I watched her plump, round behind walk away, feeling my cock hardening, although thanks to my size, it was invisible in my sweatpants.
I was sitting in the library later that day, doing my homework. Having forgotten all about what happened earlier that morning, I was surprised when I got a notification on my phone about a text from Emily.
I opened my messages and saw that she’d sent me a video. I opened it up and my jaw dropped. It was a video of her in the school bathroom, her dress hiked up with her fat pussy lips spread wide open, giving me a clear view of her pink, swollen pussy as she fingered it with her other hand. Her tits were out in the open, spilling out of her dress as she gave me an HD look at her soaking wet cunt.
She followed it up immediately with another text.
Don’t show that to anyone if you know what’s good for you. I hope this gives you some more incentive to not flake on our meeting later today, baby dick.
My cock was throbbing hard and my sweatpants had a small wetspot from all the precum.
I was gonna get up to go to the bathroom and rub one out, but her next text dashed my hopes.
Oh, and as horny as you might be from a real woman tuzla escort taking pity and letting you see the goods that’ll never be yours, you better not touch yourself before you come over. Trust me, I’ll know 😉
My cock was aching with desire, but I knew I’d be in for it if I disobeyed her. I went about the rest of the day, my balls aching, eagerly awaiting an opportunity for release.
Class ended at around 3, so I hung around in the library for a while. Emily’s house was only about 5 minutes away on foot, so I planned on relaxing until then.
At about 3:45 pm, I gathered my things and went to Emily’s house. I walked quickly, fearing how she might act if I were late.
I soon found myself standing on the sidewalk in front of her house. She wasn’t quite as rich as Gina, but she still lived in an upper middle class neighborhood, with a decent sized house. The atmosphere of the perfect looking house and the fancy foreign car parked in the driveway suited Emily in a way. The house gave off the impression that its owners were superior, and Emily certainly subscribed to that line of thinking.
Steeling my nerves, I texted Emily and asked if she was home. She swiftly responded that the door was open and no one else was home, telling me to come in.
I took a deep breath to quell my anxiety, my heart beating fiercely. I walked up, opened the door, and stepped inside her house.
Just like its exterior, the inside of the house felt stuck up and snooty. I took a few steps and figured out the lay of the land. The living room was directly to one’s left when walking in through the door, and the kitchen was on the right. At the end of the short corridor was a flight of stairs leading to the second floor.
“If it’s you, Leo, then come upstairs. My room is the first one on the right,” Emily called out, her voice muffled.
This was it, I’d have to confront her and whatever she had in mind for me. I hobbled up the stairs, my legs shaking from anticipation and arousal.
In no time at all, I found myself turning into her room and walking in. She was sitting on her bed, texting someone on her phone and cast a glance my way when I stepped inside.
“Oh good, you made it,” she muttered.
She was wearing the same purple dress as earlier, but something about her seemed, I’m not sure, sluttier? She was attractive enough that morning, but now she was giving off less and less vibes of a beautiful woman, and more the impression that she was a dirty whore looking to get fucked. Her aesthetic beauty was pushed to the side in favor of raw sex appeal. Her chest seemed to be perkier and firmer, so maybe she was wearing a push-up bra? Her legs were now covered up, but in black panty hose that gave the opposite effect of modesty. Her face was caked in makeup, her eyes alluringly dark, her cheeks flushed with youthful color, and her lips a vivid red and deliciously pouty.
She winked and beckoned me to come sit down next to her. I tentatively sat down beside her, the intoxicatingly sweet and flowery fragrance of her perfume clouding my mind and nostrils.
“So, you’re probably wondering why I called you over,” she began. “Well, later tonight, I have a date with my boyfriend Mike. Hence why I’m dressed to kill,” she accentuated that part by grabbing her busty chest and giving it a couple squeezes.
“But, I also wanted to have some fun with you. You have sort of a cute face, and I kind of want to try giving your little pecker a chance.”
My mouth dried up. Was she actually insinuating what I thought she was…?
“Of course, given your lack of endowment, I don’t actually think I’ll enjoy it much, and it’s more out of pity than actual desire. Although, it does kind of turn me on to treat you like the little dicked boy that you are.”
Her comments stung a bit, but the words sent blood pumping into my cock. I felt ecstatic at this vixen degrading me.
“So basically, I want you to warm me up for my date later tonight. I think it’s a win-win for both of us. I get nice and ready for my hung stud, and you get to lose your virginity to a girl who’s way above your weight class.”
My chest felt constricted and my hands were trembling. I looked at her face, painted to look like a cheap skank for her boyfriend, and as soon as we made eye contact, she leaned forward and stuck her tongue in my mouth.
The kiss caught me off guard and I felt like I nearly came (or passed out, I’m not sure) from that alone.
I was stunned but as she kept pressing her lips to mine, I slowly kissed her back. I put my arms around her and felt her soft body through her dress.
We continued to make out for a bit, before I grew a bit bold and moved my hand further south. I tried to grab at her ass, but at once, she brushed my hand off and pulled away.
She gave me a snide look and said,”Nuh-uh, little guys like you don’t get to make the moves. I’m being nice enough to grant you access to my perfect body, so you’ll have to play by my rules and follow my lead.”
She got closer to me, and tuzla escort bayan while I thought she’d go for another kiss, she instead pulled her tits out of her dress. I ogled her luscious boobs, round and pale, soft and jiggly, the nipples pink and perky. She gestured for me to get closer.
I reached out and closed my hand over her right breast. It was very soft, and I gave it a couple light squeezes. I leaned my head forward and brought her melons closer to my face. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it across her petite, erect nipples. She gave a few soft moans, her voice implying she was enjoying it. I continued to kiss, lick and squeeze her boons for a bit, before she pulled away and decided to move on.
She pulled her dress up and directed my hands to her ass, this time permitting me to feel her up. Despite carrying a bit more fat on her frame than the other girls, her ass was wonderfully sculpted and it was clear that playing sports tightened up the muscles underneath. I sunk my hands into her ass, feeling the soft flesh give way and jiggle around my fingers.
“I know this must be fun for you and all,” she said,”But I have a date scheduled soon after this, so you’re gonna need to hurry up.”
She took my hand and guided it to the front.
I rubbed her thigh. Even through her dark pantyhose, her legs were smooth, white, and radiating heat. I got a little bit braver and started moving my hand up her thigh. I was worried she might have ordered me to stop, but I guess she was more worried about being on time for her boyfriend, so she just let me continue.
I brought my hand close to where her legs fed into her pelvis. I briefly made eye contact, and she shrugged, as if to say Go ahead.
I placed my hand right over her crotch and could feel the damp heat of her pussy through the pink satin panties. I rubbed her gently through her underwear, which elicited a few sighs of pleasure. I continued to run my hands over her and felt her panties getting wetter. She took things a step further and pulled her panties down. I took a good look at her slutty little hole. Aroused as she was, it looked perverse and hungry. I slowly stuck a bit of my index finger inside, and she shuddered from the sensation. Inside her folds, my finger was getting suffocated by her wet walls which were hungrily clamping down on it. I fingered her for a while longer, sliding my index in and out.
“Okay, that’s enough foreplay, we need to cut to the chase,” she announced, decidedly.
She stuck her hands down my pants and grabbed my cock. She giggled at how she could fit much of it in her palm. She made me stand up and pulled my pants down.
My unimpressive member sprang out at full mast.
“Oh my god, it’s still so fucking funny to see that little thing between your legs. It’s gotta be like, what, 4 inches? And it’s pretty thin so you can’t compensate with girth either. It doesn’t look much thicker than a pen, I actually think your finger was thicker,” she whispered, her cocky smirk widening slowly into a grin.
She reached out to grab it. My tiny cock throbbed when I felt her wrap her fingers around it. At its full length, the head was barely visible when she wrapped her hand around my dick.
“Holy shit, my hand practically makes your little wee wee disappear!” She gasped slightly, and was struggling to hold her laughter back.
“Well, whatever,” she said. She rolled her eyes and gave my dick a few gentle tugs. She snickered and opened her hand, now grabbing it with her thumb, index and middle finger. She smiled devilishly as she started jerking me off with just 3 fingers.
“Honestly, I think even 3 fingers might be too much. 2 might be better suited for your little buddy.”
It was all getting to be too much for me and I could feel my cock start to throb and twitch in her grasp. I guess she caught on because of my face, so she started jerking even faster. She brought both hands together so that she could catch my load and I wouldn’t spill all over her and her bed. My head felt light, and in no time at all, I shot a huge load all over her hands. Her eyes widened a bit as she saw the rather ropes of cum fly from my underwhelming cock and balls. I left her hands sticky and splattered with small globs of thick jizz.
“Wow, not only are you small but you’re fast? I feel bad for any girl that’s dumb enough to date you,” she mused.
“Well, you coated my hands so you better fix it yourself!” She thrust her dainty hands in my face and made me clean them with my tongue.
I felt degraded but I knew I’d have to listen. I ran my tongue all over her hands and made sure not a drop was left.
“Holy shit, it’s even funnier when it’s soft!” She was laughing without restraint now.
I looked down and saw that while soft, my cock shrunk down to less than half its size, now just under 2 inches and as thick as a pen cap.
She regained her composure and said she’d do what she set out to do. She grabbed my dick again with her fingers and started jerking it fairly quick. I winced a little since it was sensitive, but I escort tuzla was really backed up from earlier today and I was willing to push myself a bit.
She jerked for about a minute but since it was so soon after my last load, it did little besides rubbing my sensitive dick raw. She made a strange face, and suddenly leaned forward and took my cock in her pretty red lips.
The wet, soft and warm confines of her mouth were like heaven to my cock. She sucked and sucked and sucked, and in a matter of seconds my dick was at full length again, ready for more. She pulled her head away and chuckled.
“Even at full length, I can easily fit the whole thing in my mouth. I could deepthroat it without trying, if you could call it deepthroating with something so small.”
She said she didn’t have a whole lot of time left before her date would come pick her up, so she climbed up onto the bed and spread her long legs wide, her pussy spread and its depths calling me in. She said she was on birth control, so we could do it raw.
“Aren’t you worried about cheating on your boyfriend?” I asked, apprehensively.
She raised an eyebrow and responded with,”I’m pretty sure you’re not big enough for it to count as cheating. This is more out of curiosity and pity than anything else. Plus, I am kind of a hoe.”
I shrugged off the thought, eager to stuff my cock inside. I climbed up on top of her, and slid my cock in. The feeling of her slippery wet cunt around my cock was divine, and I started driving my hips back and forth.
“Wait, is it already in!?” She asked incredulously.
She really knew how to push my buttons, though I suspected she wasn’t entirely exaggerating about it given how much she slept around and the bigger guys she was used to.
“Well, let’s just hope you last longer this round.”
She kept complaining about how little it was, and that the thinness made it so she couldn’t feel anything. I felt stings of humiliated pleasure course through me with every wicked jab she made at my size. I kept thrusting inside her pussy, although it didn’t feel very tight around my slender cock. She complained that even my finger felt better than my dick.
The sight of her whorish face making those bitchy remarks at me while her fat tits flopped about in front of me was getting to be too much to bear. I started humping faster, my breath getting shallow and my balls tightening. She made a confused face as she picked up on what was happening. I started grabbing at her tits, squeezing and molesting them with my hands.
“No way, you’re not gonna-“
I grunted as I drove my hips as far forward as I could, my balls clenching and relaxing several times as I spilled every last drop of semen I had as deep as my little cock could inside her.
She threw her head back and laughed maliciously.
“You really are a premature little guy, aren’t you? Well, make sure you take care of that mess of yours,” she commanded.
I bent down to her soaked pussy. There wasn’t much indication she’d been fucked, besides the white streams of my cum. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face into her crotch.
I licked, kissed and suckled on her sloppy pussy, eagerly cleaning up my mess and making sure her cunt was in pristine condition for her boyfriend later, if only rather wet. She made me swallow down every drop of my salty cum out of her pussy, saying she needed to be clean for her man later tonight.
After I was done, she told me to get dressed and leave, since she her date would show up at any moment.
“Honestly, I fucked you because I thought it’d be nice prep for my boyfriend’s massive cock, but I think even using my fingers would’ve been more effective,” she murmured.
She quickly shooed me out her house, promising me she might reward me more later, but that I certainly hadn’t had the last of my punishment at the hands of her or the other girls.
I walked home, my cock shriveled up and drained from my experience. It was degrading yes, but also very satisfying.
I was sitting in my room later that night when I got another text from Emily. Several in a row in fact.
She sent me videos and pics of her fucking her well endowed boyfriend, Mike.
Mike’s cock was nearly double the length of mine, and appeared to have over a whole inch of girth more than me. It was spreading her pussy apart and slamming deep into her. Unlike when she was with me, she was crying out deep, visceral moans of unrestrained lust. Her cunt was stretched out wide to accommodate the vast length and girth of his bigger cock.
When she tried to blow him, it was a stark contrast to mine, since she had to struggle to fit most of it in her mouth, while she could deepthroat me with ease. Whereas her one hand nearly covered mine, she had to use both hands to fully grab his cock.
When she rode him cowgirl was when I saw the most clear difference in size. She plopped her ass up and down on his big, thick cock, the force causing her plump booty to ripple every time his cock entered her stretched hole. She twerked her fat ass up and down all over his dick, her submissive persona complete shift in attitude from her domineering self earlier. She was a total, utter slut for her well endowed stud.
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