Jack has always had two problems in his life. The first is obesity, and the second is a tiny dick. Jack became obsessed with his little dick, made even smaller by his obesity. He started flashing women in public places in his adult life. His method wasn’t like the trench coat flashers; Jack wanted to put himself in positions where a victim may accidentally see him nude. He loves watching them stare, blush in embarrassment, and sometimes laugh at his tiny three-inch dick. The proof these actions were deliberate is his little dick is always hard when caught.

Jack always thought clothes store change rooms were excellent for covert exposure. His ‘Modus Operandi’ is simple. He waits in there naked from the waist down, jerking off to keep it hard, and doesn’t turn the lock on the door so someone will think the booth is empty. When Jack hears a sucker about to enter, he pretends he’s putting something on. They open the door, and in a chorus of apologies, the victims get a good look at him. He makes sure they do, anyway.

Jack knew he couldn’t go and wait in a booth for hours because the shopkeepers got suspicious. Therefore, he goes somewhere with many clothing outlets in peak times and tries on a few outfits. That way, Jack can ‘accidentally’ expose himself once or twice in each store. When Jack has achieved his goal, he quickly leaves the store before anyone gets suspicious or reports him to the manager.

A while back, he was having a great day at a well-known shopping mall in the city. The Mall is one of the largest in the country, with literally dozens of clothing outlets to choose from, and he was doing well. He had flashed at many men and women. Jack got some funny looks, which just made him feel excited.

He loves the SPH aspect, and if the victim commented, “Sorry, I didn’t see anything, and I mean ANYTHING,” his tiny dick twitched with excitement.

However, something weird happened that day. He somehow managed to flash this one young woman three times. He didn’t realize it then, but she’d followed him for several repeat viewings. Therefore, Jack eventually bought something and went toward his car when this woman confronted him. She stood before him, hands on her hips, looking mad and blocking his path.

Jack asked innocently, “You gotta problem, lady?”

She looked at him with a deep frown and a sneer. “You were doing that on purpose, weren’t you?”

Jack scratched his head. “Doing what?”

“Leaving your door unlocked in the fitting rooms so others would walk in on you nude.”

“Oh… That’s where I’ve seen you. Hey, I’m sorry, but a dumb fuck like me always forgets to lock those damn doors. I’m sorry if I upset you, but I didn’t mean it,” Jack said with a shrug and a grimace.

“What rubbish. You wanted me to see that, that thing of yours. You had a boner, though it’s hard to tell it’s so damn small,” the woman said, crossing her arms.

Jack suddenly unzipped his pants and pulled his hard little dick. “You mean this ‘ol thing?”

She looked at it for at least a minute in silence. “I thought men like you were supposed to have big dicks?”

“What do you mean ‘men like me’?” Jack asked, then grimaced.

“You know… flashers … I mean, what’s the point otherwise,” she said, blushing.

Jack laughed. “Men come in all sizes. Large, average, small, and micro size, as do flashers…”

“But in porn, men always have huge cocks, not tiny ones like you.”

Jack shook his head and rolled his eyes. “In porn, eh? If you think those actors represent what men are in real life, then you’re dumber than I thought.”

She blushed. “I know those men are on the bigger end of the scale. I’m not stupid.”

“Coulda fooled me,” Jack said, and he put his dick away. “Sorry, miss, but I have to go.”

“Wait… I want a closer look at it. Is that OK?”

Jack laughed at her. “Of course you do, but I can’t drop my pants here in the parking lot, can I?”

She smiled. “Huh… So, you admit it. You were flashing in the Mall,” she said.

“I admit nothing. So, what’s it to be?”

She thought for a moment and said, “I live near here. You can come to my place as no one is home until six PM. My name’s Matty.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Jack.”

Matty’s idea of living close proved an exaggeration, but Jack followed her anyway. Eventually, they pulled into an apartment building, she gestured for him to follow her, and they entered hers. ‘This adventure is risky,’ Jack thought as he walked inside. ‘God knows she may have called all her boyfriend on the way here to come and beat me up. ’ Still, he has a nose for sniffing out sluts and felt confident this young woman is an A grade whore.

After she closed the front door, Matty asked, “Can you take your clothes off and let me look at your body?”

Jack shrugged, saying, “It’s your party, lady.”

He began undressing in her front hallway, and she watched him closely. When he was nude, she began examining Jack as if he was a laboratory specimen and she a scientist. She lifted his rolls of fat and looked beneath. She smelt him all over, looked between his asshole cheeks, under his arms, and man boobs. Then she began fondling and handling his erect dick. She even sniffed his taint and balls and licked them to taste how pissy/sweaty they were. ‘She’s a weird one,’ he thought.

“Your body is extraordinary,” she finally said.

Jack laughed. “Look, there are plenty of fat slobs like me around. My body or dick isn’t unique. Many fat men have small ones.”

Matty sighed. “Yeah, but with that dick… You’re like a work of art,” she said, smiling at him.

“Wish I could say the same for you,” he said, looking at her chest.

Matty got the hint and, without hesitation, started undressing in front of him. ‘What did I say? This woman’s an A-grade whore,’ he thought. Matty stood naked, allowing Jack to look at her too. Matty had a hairy mound, just as he liked it, and what looked like C-cup breasts with erect nipples. Jack made sure he felt them and rolled her nipples in his fingers. Her ass had that pear shape look that the man liked so much. He squeezed her ass cheeks and gave them a slap watching them jiggle. He slid his fingers inside her cunt to feel her wetness and found her soaking.

Matty asked, “Do you like my body?”

“Sure, you’re a real beauty. How old are you?”

“I’m twenty-five,” she said.

Jack sucked her pussy juices off his fingers, then slid them back inside her. “Twenty-five, eh? That’s why you taste so good. A woman’s pussy flavors mature as she does.”

Matty laughed. “Oh really? I’ve never heard that before.”

Jack winked. “It’s one of those things people don’t talk about much. However, we small-dick men know because we perform cunnilingus more than most men. Therefore, we’re experts in how pussies taste. As women age, their pussies often taste nasty unless they douche regularly. That helps.”

“You’re full of shit,” she said, laughing and moaning.

Jack’s fingers had found her tender spot, and he worked it like a professional, rubbing it at the right angle, speed, and pressure. Her g-spot was only around two and a half inches inside her cunt. Matty started humping his hand, her eyes wide and looking at him in shock. He worked her, his fingers squelching in her wetness, his thumb rubbing her clit. Matty leaned into him, putting her hand on his shoulder, dropping her head, and making her dark hair flick in his face. Her hair smelled like apples.

Jack grabbed and kissed her deeply as his fingers continued to fuck her. Suddenly, the young woman jerked wildly and moaned loudly. Her body quivered, and she orgasmed powerfully, squirting a clear liquid onto Jack’s hand. He withdrew and licked his hand, tasting her cream.

“Shit, you taste good,” he said.

Matty stepped back, panting, wetness running down her inner thighs, and gazed at Jack in awe. “How the hell did you do that? Not even my boyfriend makes me cum like that.”

“How big is his dick?”

“Seven inches, maybe a bit more….”

Jack laughed. Seven inches and a dud fuck. He probably thinks he’s great because his girth is just big enough to give her some pleasure, not realizing it’s luck, not sexual prowess, that keeps Matty coming back. ‘When the fuckwit does something stupid enough to upset her, she’ll remember he’s not that great in bed, and dump him,’ Jack thought.

“Can your tiny dick make me cum like that? Your dick looks no bigger than a tampon, and I don’t feel them, really,” Matty said, blushing slightly.

‘The problem with women these days,’ Jack thought, ‘is that they think they know everything about sex when most of them don’t know anything.’

“Look, sweetie, I don’t want you thinking small dicks are a waste of time for screwing because other guys like me suffer because of your ‘Bigger is Better’ bullshit. So how about you let me show you what a small dick can do?”

Matty shrugged, skeptical Jack’s tiny dick would be able to make her climax. “OK, I’m curious; show me what you think you can do.”

“If we proceed, you must shut up and let me do my thing. Understood?”

“I’m in your hands. However, I have a condition.” Matty smiled weakly.

“What?”

“No foreplay crap to get me almost there and finish me with your dicklette. You have to fuck me from start to finish, and I have to cum just from your dick.”

He said sarcastically, “Done. Now we aren’t fucking here in the hallway, are we?”

Matty grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom, which looked messy. ‘A student,’ he thought as he took in her room. The whole apartment looked messy. Matty pulled the comforter off her bed and stood awkwardly, waiting for him to start. He spotted dirty panties on the floor, picked them up, and sniffed the gussets.

Matty giggled and asked, “You’re a dirty old man, right?”

“Hey… I’m only forty, that’s not old. Nevertheless, you’re leaving your dirty panties lying on the floor. Didn’t your mom ever teach you to pick up after yourself?”

He smells them again, as she does smell good. “So, are you gonna start, or are you stalling?”

“OK, settle down, bitch,” Jack said.

He pushed her onto the bed, and she landed on her back. Jack climbed on the bed and began shoving pillows under her so her vaginal opening aimed toward the mattress and her head elevated. Matty giggled as he prepared her, still feeling skeptical his tiny dickie would have any effect. Jack positioned himself between her legs, grabbed her below the knees, and fell forward, bending her knees toward her chest as he did. His dick pushed against her pussy lips and slid inside. Matty gasped, surprised at how she felt her pussy wrap around his dick. He felt much bigger than she imagined, not quite like her boyfriend, but still good.

Jack started pumping his hips, making his dick slide in her. He observed her as he varied his speed, rhythm, and angle of penetration until he noticed her moan a few times at one combination. ‘Got ya,’ Jack thought happily. So, keeping that angle of entry going, he started to fuck her harder, the effect almost immediately. Her body began to glisten in the light as sweat covered her. Her breathing quickened, and her tits jiggled as she bounced to his thrusts.

Jack asked, “Can you feel it?”

“Oh, yes, yes, I can feel it… It feels so good,” Matty said and moaned loudly.

Jack smiled at her. “So, this little dick is gonna make you cum, eh?”

“Yes… Yes, I’m gonna cum all over it….”

Jack continued to fuck her, varying his speed and rhythm while he watched her every response. He felt Matty begin to contract on his dick. Her cunt suddenly got very tight. He knew the sign and used the cue to start fucking her hard and with speed. His orgasm beginning to build, makes Jack’s small balls tighten. Suddenly, the young woman’s body jerked and stiffened.

Matty moaned loudly, and she clenched her eyes tight shut. Her body writhed on the bed; he could feel her pussy spasm on his dick in peristaltic waves. The sensations got too much for him. He orgasmed, filling her pussy with his semen. They froze in place for a few long seconds of shared orgasmic bliss. He let go of her knees and pulled out, falling onto the bed on his back beside her. They lay there in silence, panting, basking in their post-orgasmic glow.

“You’re not bad, sweetie,” Jack said, feeling her tits again.

Matty sat up on her elbows and looked at him. “Amazing… My boyfriend never makes me cum like that, and he’s more than twice your size.”

Jack guffawed. “That’s because he doesn’t know how to fuck.”

“But how is it such a small dick felt as good, no better than a bigger one?”

He sighed. “You can compensate for girth using different positions to tighten your vaginal space, and you have to work out the woman’s hotspot, of course.”

Matty raised her eyebrows. “Hotspot?”

“Yeah, what makes her cum,” Jack said.

“What’s my hotspot?”

He smiled. “I bet your preferred method of masturbation is fucking yourself with a dildo or vibrator and not rubbing your clit. Am I right?”

Matty frowned. “Yeah, how did you know that?”

“In the hallway, I learned that your g-spot is what gets you off. So, I stimulated that spot while we fucked, and you came hard.”

Matty laughed. “How did you reach my g-spot with such a tiny dick?”

Jack had enough now. Admittedly, this woman is fun to fuck, but talking to her and listening to her stupid ignorance frustrated Jack. ‘Why small dick men get such a hard time,’ Jack thought sadly, ‘is because women are fucking clueless about sex and their bodies.’

“Honey, the fucking g-spot is only two to three inches inside your cunt on the upper wall. For stimulating your g-spot, my dick is perfect. Big dick men aren’t. They go right past it. So, get a fucking clue.”

He grabbed some of her dirty panties and wiped his dick with them. He started to leave for the hallway, and his clothes, when she asked, “Will you come back? Can we do it again?”

Jack smiled at her because he knew he wouldn’t be back. Matty’s a sweet woman in her way but way too young for him.

“Whether we fuck again, I hope you understand that any man who’s a dud root is only that way because he doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing. Not because his dick is too small, too big, or whatever other fuckin’ stupid reason your little brain devises. That’s all you need to learn from today’s exercise.”

With that, he left the room, dressed, and left. Naturally, he took a few pairs of dirty panties with him, just for something to remember Matty by.

The End.

 

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