Lucas had a weird affinity for small penis humiliation, as he had a small penis that never grew past a measly two inches when fully erect — looking more like a sewing thimble than a man’s dick. Although Anna wasn’t really into her husband’s fetish, she could see how degrading her husband’s sexual prowess aroused him. And she couldn’t deny the satisfaction she felt when she aired out her grievances about Lucas being unable to stretch her cunt and fill her up like her past boyfriends.
Unfortunately, Lucas could only stretch Anna out by using one of her many giant dildos on her- which made her satisfied but even more frustrated after cumming at their situation. She kept him stark naked on his knees, slurping and smothering her cunt.
Panting almost breathlessly as he pulled his smeared jaw away from his wife’s cunt to gasp up at her face, Lucas flashed a soft grin while his wife shot a glance down at him. “Honey, I think I’m ready for you to take my humiliation outside our home…”
“What exactly do you mean?” Anna held a sardonic scowl on her red face.
Still catching his breaths softly, Lucas said, “I’d like you to tell Cindy about my two-inch cock. Embarrass me in front of her about it next time we see her, please…” Lucas pleaded with Anna. Cindy was Anna’s twice divorced, a close friend who was quite outspoken about her sexuality.
“You think she doesn’t know!” Anna scoffed with an exasperated eye roll as she roughly shoved Lucas’s head back between her thighs, then resumed smothering her cunt with his gasping and slurping lips. Lucas went right back to slurping all over his wife’s pussy, nibbling on her clit and dragging his tongue across the wet patch of seeping cunt before he heard Anna release a loud, long moan.
“Cindy already fucking knows about your situation!” Anna cussed with heaving breaths as she gripped her husband’s hair, forcing him to eat her out.
Lucas’s erect two inches, which was barely an extension of his small testicles, tingled delectably at his wife’s response. He couldn’t believe she had told her friends about his shortcomings, which seemed to turn him on as he reached down to pinch at his erect two inches and began yanking as he suckled Anna’s slightly hairy cunt.
“I showed pictures of your pathetic tiny pecker to her and the other girls on our girls’ nights out, and they all fucking laughed at it. They sympathized with me about going through the torture of being married to your incompetent little prick!” Anna released a sharp sigh and looked down at Lucas, gripping his face tightly so he didn’t slip off her cunt.
“Hmmph…” Lucas moaned loudly into his wife’s gushing pussy as she held his face hard. It stung harshly.
Despite her constant demeaning comments and treatments, he noticed each violent outburst of his wife increased his excitement, and he tugged faster on his two inches; his pinched fingers slipped off the hold multiple times.
“I sent pictures of your shrimp to the group chat, and all my friends couldn’t imagine how I managed to still be with you. Why do you think you got all those stares at the last Christmas party?!” Anna asked rhetorically. “You’re a pathetic loser with a horrible shrimp for a dick! You’re only useful as a pussy rag to mop up my filth!” She cussed down at her husband’s moaning mouth in between her thighs while his head slid back and forth her seeping channel.
He jerked off frantically now, panting into her sex while she cussed him out with heaving breaths of her own. He was finally able to pull his face for a bit and had a grin on his smeared jaw as he glanced up at his wife.
“God, that is so hot to hear, honey! I had no idea all your friends knew about my small penis.” Lucas gasped up at her.
“Well, now you fucking know!” Anna seethed down at him. “And you know what they all keep wondering? How I’ve managed to satisfy myself all those cold nights with your tiny dick!” In an expression of her bile at her husband, Anna gripped his hair, shoving his head down between the folds of her thighs and moaning as he went back, slurping, nibbling, and wild tongue lashes. “I had to tell them how extremely unsatisfying it is and how my dildos have been the only thing helping me! Cindy pities you, having to live with something like that.”
As Maira continued talking, she could feel the searing excitement of an approaching orgasm and the scathing burn it brought to her hips. She began panting white audibly now, swiveling her soggy cunt into her husband’s munching mouth quite faster now, prompting him to also moan louder into her cunt now as she offered him a mouthful.
“OWWW… FUUCCKKK!!!” Anna let out a shrill guttural scream as her orgasm exploded froth from within her, gushing, spraying, and coating Lucas’s slurping jaw as she firmly held onto his face while her pink pussy mound throbbed violently in his lips.
Lucas tugged faster and faster on his cock as his wife sprayed him with her delicious feminine goodness. He pulled more quickly on his miserable two inches now, desperate to cum. Soon, he could feel his orgasm hit him, and he groaned loudly as he released little drops of cum all over the floor.
Since Anna had her friends around to taunt and humiliate Lucas, she had begun to spend more time outside, hanging out with her friends.
One day, Lucas was home alone as usual and bored out of his mind. After swiping aimlessly for a few minutes, he picked up his cell phone and stumbled on an ad saying Hot women nearby would love to meet with you on Tinder.
A smile formed on his face as he clicked on the ad and was swiftly redirected to downloading and signing up. Once in, he began swiping through various profiles of different women, ogling at the sultry and scantily dressed women who seemed to populate the dating app. He swiped through blondes, brunettes, and Latinos with glee in his eyes, albeit he silently knew he was pushing his luck, as all of the pretty women seemed to share a hive mind of some sort, judging by their profiles that read something like.
Single, not here for games. Size matters.”
Still not letting their profiles be a deterrent, Lucas kept liking for a few minutes despite knowing he couldn’t fit their profiles, and just as he was about to give up his hunt, his cellphone chimed aloud from a successful match. Acting all excited like a kid s doing candy on Halloween, Lucas hurriedly swiped through the matched profile, and his puny cock twitched to life at the sight of a bodacious blonde in her mid-forties. Her name was Jessica. She had the perfect pair of knockers, and to Lucas’s disappointment, she vociferously quoted size matters on her profile.
Nevertheless, Lucas summoned the courage to text first, and a grin flashed on his face once he received a text back. The quotidian introductory chapter soon commenced between the matched users, and Lucas introduced himself and what he did for a living.
“Married?” Jessica texted after several back-and-forth texts, and Lucas lied about it. Cool, so how big are you down there? She finally texted Lucas’s worst fear with a winking emoji, and he swallowed a hard lump in his throat as he feared she would block him right away if he confessed his size.
Pretty average to make you scream and cream. Lucas replied to her text in another lie.
She texted an eye roll emoji, and the words, “Specific size, mister Lucas or I’ll quit wasting my time with you.”
Lucas was getting excited at the danger of Jessica seeing his true puny size for some reason. He glanced at the shriveled inch of flaccid flesh inside his boxers and knew Jessica would go bonkers if she saw it.
“Come on, handsome. You already caught my attention with the charming smile on your profile. Now you’re too shy to show me what you’re working with?” Jessica texted again, and what followed next was a close-up picture of her exposed milkers with jutting pair of red nipples cresting pink aureoles. Lucas’s cock did a mini throb but barely grew half an inch from its flaccid state.
“Oh wow! Those are beautiful. I’d sure love you to smother me with your pretty twins.” Lucas texted after ogling at her tit picture for a while.
“Well, today’s your lucky day, mister. We could meet up so you bang my brains out. I get freakishly slutty for big fat cocks.” Jessica replied, and Lucas’s heartbeat quickened in excitement. He couldn’t recall the last time he flirted with a lady, and Jessica gave him the much-needed morale boost before the inevitable embarrassment lurked ahead.
“Oh goodness me! I’m so fucking hard looking at your pictures.” He frantically texted back.
“Let me see, or I’ll block you for catfishing….full-body pictures. Now!” Jessica texted back.
Taking a deep breath, Lucas knew there was no meandering his way around this one anymore as Jessica was insistent. Clad in his Giants road game jersey and boxers, he got up, pulled his shorts down, and took a minute to stare at his shriveled member for a while -maybe in hopes of a miracle sprout. He held up his cell phone and took multiple shots of his shriveled penis and full frame, thought of the disappointment for a while, then hit send and waited anxiously.
A minute casually rolled past with no reply, and Lucas struggled not to panic as he texted Jessica again. “Got it?”
Jessica replied, “what the hell do you mean if I’ve got it? Is this supposed to be some sick joke? Why are you sending me pictures of a fucking clit when I’ve got a fatter one?” Multiple angry emojis followed her rhetoric text, and Lucas could tell she was way beyond disappointed- disgusted.
“No, I’m not trying to joke around or anything. That is me and my dick. Wait, I’ll send huh a full picture.” This time, Lucas attached a picture with a dazed grin on his face, which Jessica didn’t find funny as she texted back almost instantly.
“What the fuck?! You disabled motherfucker!” She followed up her insult with a nude picture where she was spread out like a pretzel on a couch, exposing her thick labia and engorged flabby pink clit- it was truly almost the size of Lucas’s cock. “How the hell do you think this is gonna work, huh? Our sexual organs are mismatched. I’ll gouge my fucking eyes out if I ever see such a horrible excuse of a cock.”
“So that means we can’t meet up as you suggested?” Lucas typed with slumped shoulders as he was demoralized by her insults.
“Fuck no, weirdo! I’m blocking you right away and sharing your profile with my friends, so they stay the fuck away from you. Jeez! Get a chastity cage or something. You’re a total waste of my precious time!”
Lucas was still trying to type a pleading reply when Jessica’s profile suddenly evaporated from his screen as she blocked him with the swiftness of light. He slumped back disappointedly on the couch as the front door creaked open, and Anna and her friends walked in. He hurriedly pulled his pants up and plastered a fake sheepish smile to welcome his wife home.
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