It was wonderful. Great conversation, delicious food, and a very handsome man.
I took him home to my place and he was a good kisser too, I was so excited to get him naked and ride his cock until dawn but as I got on my knees and pulled his pants down he was… Smaller than what I was used too.
I wasn’t quite sure what to make of it or how to please him, I was used to men who tried to fuck me right in the womb. Who would make me see stars as I choked on their cock. Ones that would hit me in the chin if they fucked my tits!
I wasn’t sure what to do with this little cock. Part of me hoped that if I played with him, got him really excited that he would grow to the size I needed inside of me.
Sadly though no matter how hard I sucked, tugged, or played with him he never got any bigger. All I managed to do was make him cum and boy did he cum a lot. It made me think that maybe he didn’t get this far very often.
I was getting sad. I was looking forward to a night of wild sex and I got catfished by a penis!
I wasn’t expecting much but when he told me to lay down, that it was my turn. He reveled in my body. The way his eyes looked over me like he wanted to eat every inch of me, the way his small spent cock twitched. It made me feel really sexy, but I wasn’t sure still.
Then he used his fingers. Just the right amount of pressure on my clit making me moan, his tongue followed soon and he was good. I mean… really good… I came within minutes and he kept going, and going, and going.
I had to beg him to stop, my body spent from the countless orgasms he had given me with his tongue and fingers and I’m pretty sure he was starting to feel as though I was trying to drown him at this point.
Then he moved over my spent body, my over sensitive pussy clenching around his small cock. Making him feel so good as those raw nerves were stroked and teased. It turned out he was just long enough to hit my g-spot and he did. Fucking me hard and fast, drawing out orgasms I didn’t even think I had left in me.
It was the best sex I’d had in a long time, most of the men I fucked were more about their pleasure than mine and I’ve never been fucked until the point I was sure I’d pass out and this man I thought would be disappointing did it.
I learned to eat my humble pie and I’ll definitely call him when after I change my sheets and I remember how to walk.