SPH-THEMED EROTICA STORIES

If every guy had a nine-inch cock, the world would be a boring place. We need men with small cocks to enjoy the big cocks. It’s that simple. And some men enjoy the humiliation of two women berating them for their small penises. This story explores that idea. Eric is new to our fetish club. Eric has a small penis. He craves small penis humiliation. Gloria is new to the group and is keen to help Eric. She enjoys domination. I join in for fun.

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Eric’s Small Penis Humiliation

Gloria is a dream girl for anyone who loves curvy ladies. Her huge tits and ass go on for miles. She loves to show off in tight PVC.

PVC is Gloria’s kink. She joined our group through the fetish site we all use.

I also love to dress in PVC. I have a figure similar to Gloria’s. I have two PVC dresses. I have a shocking pink PVC dress, so short it barely covers my stocking tops. My black dress shows little cleavage but zips up at the back for easy access to my big round ass.

Eric, Gloria, and I are chatting about how we would like to play tonight.

The club we lease has three rooms and a small snack area with a sink. We bring a few snacks to enjoy at the end of each night.

We chat in the massage room. It is a small room with decent lighting.

“Are we going to see your willy tonight?” Gloria asks Eric. She is tall. Her six-inch heels make her the tallest in the room. Her heels are black and shiny. She wears a PVC mini skirt with a matching cropped top.

Gloria has bigger tits than me. I wear a 42GG bra. Gloria’s tits need a 40HHH bra. Her knockers are huge. Eric calls us the ‘Big Titty Girls’.

We are like that here at the fetish club. We are here to celebrate the things that make us different. I love it when men or women notice my big boobs and bottom. Gloria loves attention for her massive boobs and her love of gorgeous shiny PVC.

Eric leans on the padded massage table in the middle of the small room. He removes his shoes, socks, and shorts. He leaves his boxer shorts on for now.

“What have we got here, Jane?” Gloria asks.

Her red hair falls around her shoulders in loose curls.

“I am not sure, but he looks keen to show off,” I say, standing with my hands on my hips in front of Eric.

I chose my pink PVC dress for the evening. Between Gloria and me, the theme for our evening is ‘Big Girls in PVC’. Eric wants it to be about his humiliation. We can do that, too.

Eric grins as we stand side by side in front of him.

“Do you think you would fuck him?” I ask Gloria, pointing at his crotch.

“I am not sure. I am no size queen, but it would have to be a good size. You can’t make butter with a toothpick, can you?” she says, raising her eyebrows.

“I suppose. I wonder how big he is inside those boxer shorts.” I say.

“Shall we find out?” Gloria asks.

“Sure. Good idea.” I say.

Eric beams a wide grin. He moves from foot to foot in anticipation.

“Take your boxers off,” Gloria says.

Eric pushes his underwear all the way down to his feet. He steps out of them, picks them up, and folds them neatly.

Gloria looks at me, surprised at the care he is taking.

“Now then, what have we got?” I say. This is typical of how I like to treat a submissive. I do not refer to them directly. They have a name. Everyone has a name. But for the meet, I do not refer to them by their name. Their pronoun might as well be ‘it’. I keep it to the fetish with a submissive. They are their tiny dick. It is impersonal and suits the mood of the meet.

“It looks like he has something he wants to show us, but I cannot see it,” I say.

“Has he come here to show off his dick?” Gloria asks.

“I am not sure. Possibly. But I cannot see one.” I say.

Eric has a slim build, and his dick is small. It is not the smallest I have ever seen. But it is small.

Gloria bends over for a closer look. Eric smiles as he watches her face move closer to his groin.

“I am not sure we could call that a cock. I am not sure it could even cum.” she says.

“Get on the table…” I say, pointing to the massage table Eric is leaning on.

Eric lies on the table, facing the ceiling. Gloria and I take our positions on either side.

“What do you make of it?” I say, taking his penis between my thumb and forefinger.

“I would use the word micro-penis,” Gloria says, her hands on her wide hips. Our PVC squeaks as we move. Gloria’s black PVC is shiny under the ceiling lights.

“Shall we see what it looks like when it’s hard?” I ask Gloria.

“Yes. Let’s do that,” she says, lifting her massive breasts from her cropped top. The tight PVC bites into the flesh in her waist. Her massive tits are so heavy they hang down her tummy. Her swollen areola are wide and pink. Her nipples are thick and full.

She moves closer to Eric’s face. Her tits are a few inches from his mouth.

“Is that helping?” Gloria asks.

“It looks like it is getting bigger. But it’s still tiny.” I say, laughing.

“It is such a tiny cock.” Gloria laughs.

“I wonder if he has ever pleased a woman. I wonder if he ever made a woman cum with this.” I say, stroking his cock. I run my finger from his ball sack up to the tip. His cock is hard, but we still have teasing left to do.

“I can see how he might try. I bet he masturbates all the time. I bet that’s all he can do to get off.” Gloria says, gathering her huge tits above his mouth.

Eric’s cock twitches. It is ready for action. I place two fingers around it and pinch it with my thumb. I smear the precum on the tip with my other hand. His cock twitches even more.

“Looks like he is enjoying that,” Gloria says, looking down at how he is performing.

“I think he is too,” I say, building my rhythm as Eric’s hips buck under my touch.

“Do you think he will cum?” Gloria asks.

“I am not sure. Such a tiny cock. I was surprised when it went hard.” I say.

“Is it exciting to have two beautiful ladies playing with you like this?” Gloria asks Eric.

Eric nods.

“I am going to lower these onto your face, but you’re not to touch. Do you understand? No licking, either.” Gloria says, lowering her huge breasts half an inch from his lips.

Gloria scoops the weight of her breast with her hand. She holds it over Eric’s mouth. I can see how hard it is for him to keep his mouth closed. He wants to lick that thick nipple with every sinew in his body. I can feel it in his cock.

“Do you think that little thing will make a mess when it spits?” Gloria asks.

Her tone is matter-of-fact. She could be asking about whether it will rain this afternoon. Eric needs to understand we don’t give a fuck about his tiny offering. He is our plaything. He is here for our amusement.

His tongue darts out. Gloria’s hand clamps down on his mouth. Her polished red nails look pristine as they cover his mouth.

“Naughty!” she says, scolding him.

“That’s not how nice boys play, is it?” I say, jerking his little dick even faster.

Gloria pinches his nose. His eyes dart back and forth. He looks at me. He looks at the massive breasts a few inches from his face. He looks back at me. He struggles to breathe. His cheeks are full. Gloria presses harder. I pump his cock faster.

His stomach lifts and falls as he struggles for air. Gloria laughs. We have him where we want him. He is close.

His first jet of cum reaches his chest. The second erupts over his belly. The third shoots over his chest again. His cock surges and twitches between my fingers.

His ragged breathing slows as he looks up at Gloria’s massive breasts.

His tiny cock dribbles its last few drops. His belly is a mess of cum.

She releases him. He pants, breathing in the sweet air around him.

“Fancy a cold drink?” Gloria asks, lifting her manicured nails clear of our plaything.

“You know, I do. I could go for a Coke or something. Something nice and cold.” I say, letting Eric’s cock fall onto his belly.

Gloria teeters around the table, and we link up as we head through to the kitchen area.

“I think I have a miniature Vodka in my handbag, if you want to use it as a mixer?” Gloria asks.

“That is a great idea,” I say as we reach the door.

“Hang on,” I say. “What about him?”

I nod over my shoulder at Eric lying on the table covered in his own cum.

“Leave him. He will sort himself. So needy.” Gloria says.

“So, so needy…” I say, laughing.

We let the door close behind us, leaving Eric lying there in his own cum.

He will be alright.

Sometimes, the best aftercare with fetishes can be no care.

Leave them in the stillness of their thoughts, to take in what happened.

I doubt it will be the last time Eric will ask for this.

The End.

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