So, sometime about a year ago, I was horny beyond belief, and something came over me. I’ve had this girl I’m kind of friends with for years. We’ve been on some dates, but never had sex. Now that she had a fiancé, our chances were over. But I sent her a text anyway. There was a girl I had sex with at the time who told me I had a tiny dick and she wasn’t interested in continuing to see me.

So I text this other girl, let’s call her Emily. My text read: ‘Hey, I need an objective girl’s perspective. Does size matter?’

She texted back pretty quickly. ‘No, not really. I mean, I really like it if a guy has girth, but length isn’t as big a deal as long as it’s proportional and not too skinny. Why?’

I told her the story of the other girl and admitted I had a small dick, and told her the girl who dumped me told me I had no girth and had a tiny dick.

‘Ohh… Ahh, I’m sure it’s big enough and she’s just being a bitch,’ Emily texted back.

We chatted a little more, and she told me how big her fiancé was (a modest 5-6” but “thick as fuck”).

Eventually, I guess curiosity got to her.

‘Let me see it and I’ll give you an honest opinion,’ she sent.

So, I sent her a picture and a video of me stroking it (with two fingers).

She didn’t reply for like 30 minutes.

‘So???‘ I sent her.

‘Well, I don’t want to lie to you. It could be bigger 🔍.’

I told her to be honest and share her complete thoughts with me.

‘Well, I hope you’re good at oral 😅🤏. But I’m sure there’s a girl out there that it’s the perfect size for,’ Emily replied.

‘So you agree with her? My dick is too small?‘ I sent.

‘For me? Probably. I’m not sure, I’ve never been with one that small. But TBH, you have no girth and that’s what makes me cum. I could live with the length, maybe? IDK, I haven’t been with one that short either. But if a guy doesn’t have girth, I can’t cum. I guess it’s a good thing we never…ya know?‘

We chatted about other things for a little bit, and I haven’t heard from her since.

*****

Recently, the girl from the SPH Experience above and her fiancé split up. It’s been a little while, and she and I were chatting about it. The dust had settled by now, so I felt comfortable making a move. I halfway jokingly said, “Well, now that (fiancé) is out of the way, it’s my time to shine!”

She kind of laughed and brushed it off. And told me she wasn’t looking to date anybody for a while and would honestly probably just look for a rebound because ‘the fastest way to get over a guy is to get under another one.’ I told her that was fine, and I was happy to be the rebound guy.

She just responded by saying she didn’t think it was a good idea. I tried a little flirting and persuasion, but she wasn’t biting. And simply said, “I don’t think you’re really rebound material.”

I knew why, but I had to ask. This was our exact conversation.

“I would never want to ruin our friendship. Plus, for like the last year, you’ve told me stories about how your hookups have left you disappointed in your, er, equipment,” Emily said with a smirk.

“Yeah,” I said. “But those were just flings. I’d make it better for you!”

She laughed. “Not to be a bitch, but I told you how good it was with (fiancé), and I’ve seen what you bring to the table, remember, and it’s definitely not gonna help me get over (fiancé). I’d rather just stay friends, and you can keep telling me stories about the girls you do get to hook up with!”

“So I guess size does matter after all, huh?” I asked.

“If I loved the guy, it probably wouldn’t matter as much. But, yeah, for just a straight-out fuck, it does,” she admitted.

Don’t worry, the story isn’t over. As much as it sounds like it, the door didn’t get totally shut for me and her.

 

The End.

 

 

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