Some years ago, I lived in Malaysia and started seeing a beautiful Malaysian-Indian woman named Rima. She was about 5’2″, very skinny, very petite, with golden brown skin. We went on our first date together, and at the end of the evening, she invited me back to her place. When we got there, it turned out to be a whole two-story house, which was empty except for her. This was really unusual, especially in Asia, for a single woman in her 20s. They often live with their parents until they marry, or, if they have their own place, it’s usually very modest. We talked for a bit, and I went to use the bathroom.

When I came back, she was completely naked except for her skirt, but she was spread-eagled and holding her pussy open. I immediately felt that rush we all know, and I had to take a deep breath from cumming in my pants right there. So I get the condom on, and we start up, only I immediately notice that there’s almost no feeling at all. Her pussy was huge, even though she was pretty petite and skinny. My dick is on the smaller side at 4.5 inches. I’m pumping her, but I can see and hear that she’s not having much fun, and for once in my life, I’m not cumming too soon.

I’m actually losing my boner, which was such a strange feeling for me. Eventually, I’m at the point where I’m completely flaccid at two inches, and the bloody condom falls off. I didn’t know what to do, so I lay down next to Rima and apologized. She tried to be supportive and asked if I wanted a blowjob or a handjob instead. I opted for a handjob, and she used two fingers to pump me because, at this point, my little dick was about an inch long.

It was so humiliating that, although usually I’d cum after about a minute, this time it was not moving at all, and I was getting more self-conscious by the second. After a couple of minutes, the only thing I could think of was asking Rima if I could eat her out to help ease the tension.

I slipped a finger in her and licked her clit, and after a few seconds, Rima said to put another finger in her, then three, then four. Even with four fingers, there was still space in her cunt. I was amazed by this; I had never felt anything like this before. So after she asked for the fourth finger, I made a little joke about how it’ll have to be my fist next.

She laughed and said, “I know it’s an issue, but there’s nothing I can do about it now.”

I was too curious at this point, so I kept gently pumping her but stopped licking and asked, “What does that mean?”

She nervously laughed, put a hand to her face in embarrassment, and her voice cracked as she said, “Trust me, you really don’t want to know.”

At this point, I said, “I have to know now,” and thought, ‘It doesn’t matter anyway because our bodies are clearly not compatible for sex.’

She hesitated again and then said, “It’s because of the guy who owns this house. His name is Jabar. He lets me stay here for free as long as he can fuck me whenever he wants.”

At this point, I’m laser-focused on her and not moving.

Rima continued, “We slept together a couple of years ago, but I told Jabar I didn’t want a relationship with him since he’s kind of a jerk. He knew that I didn’t get along with my family, so he made me an offer to stay here rent-free.”

I was utterly floored by every word she was saying, and I could feel my dick was rock hard, pressed between my body and the mattress. The only thing I could think to say was, “Jesus, he must have a massive cock if he’s stretched your vagina this much,” with a smirk on my face.

Rima didn’t smile even slightly and said, “A horse would be proud of it. It’s so big.”

I instantly orgasm a second later, making involuntary humps into the mattress. Her eyes went wide, and Rima said, “Wow, you like that? Most men are so turned off when I tell them that they call me a whore and leave.”

This was all new territory for me, and I said, “I don’t know why, but this really turns me on, I guess.”

My mind was racing at this point, thinking about his massive cock mercilessly stretching out her once-tight Malaysian pussy. I asked, “How often does he fuck you?” and I began to pump her pussy again, but this time with my whole fist, and I licked her hard clit. I couldn’t believe I could slide my entire fist inside this small woman with relative ease.

Her head sank back into the pillow, and she almost instinctively grabbed a chunk of my hair, pulled my face in hard, and said, “Usually twice a day, sometimes up to four. He isn’t gentle with me, and I used to be really sore afterward, but now, I’m used to him, as you can see.”

I suddenly realized I was in his house, and I lifted my head and said, “Wait, Jabar’s not here right now, is he?”

“He went out of town for a few days.”

I asked, “When was the last time Jabar fucked you?”

Rima hesitated and then said, “A couple of hours before our date.”

I came again instantly. No orgasm, just ejaculation.

This time, she knew what was happening and sat up a little so she could watch me grinding into the mattress. We both stared at each other for a long time, kind of locked in disbelief over these turn of events.

Eventually, I said, “Wow, I’m kind of embarrassed at this.”

“No, it’s totally fine, I find it kind of sexy,” she purred.

My scalp was tingling, and I reached for the box of tissues on her nightstand to clean up. Before I grabbed my first tissue, she put up her hand as if to stop me and said, kind of hesitantly, “You know what might be sexy? What if you lick up your cum out of the sheets?”

I was shocked by what she said, but not by the act. I love to eat my jizz, and I do it often. I grinned and kind of made a show of it for her, making long lapping motions at the sheets, even though, at this point, it had all soaked in.

“Does it turn you on to know that exactly where you’re licking, Jabar’s huge cock pumped me full of cum just before our date?” she asked in kind of a cute, shy way, like a person breaking new ground.

I didn’t want to look prudish, so I grinned and said, “That explains why you tasted so delicious.”

She got turned on by my answer and instantly reached for my dick. At first, she grabbed it with her whole hand because that’s what she’s used to, but then she instantly switched to holding it between two fingers and began pumping me.

“Your dick is so small,” she said with a belittling smirk. “Can you even satisfy a normal woman with it?”

“I try, but I usually prematurely ejaculate, meaning that I involuntarily cum before I want to. So I’ve never really had the chance to see if my dick can make a woman cum cos it’s over before it really starts.”

Rima chuckled. “Even without your premature problem, a dick this small would never satisfy a woman. Any woman. Unless she had vaginismus or something, then she might feel it. But a normal woman would get no pleasure from your small dick. Tell me more about your premature ejaculation. I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

She seemed genuinely interested in what I said, said she’d never heard of it, and asked me more questions about it. Before I could answer too many questions, her pumping was sending me over the edge again, and she kept using two fingers to pump and held her other hand under my dick to catch it. When I finished, she held it up close to her face and used her finger to kind of swirl it around in her hand, inspecting it.

I was puzzled by this and asked her, “What’s so weird about it?”

“It just looks weird. It’s really thin and watery, that’s all. Jabar’s cum is really thick and chunky and sticks to everything. It’s such a pain to get out of my hair and pussy. One time, he came in me right before we went down the street to get dinner, and I didn’t feel like wearing panties, and not a single drop fell out the whole time we were out.” Then, holding out her hand in front of my face, she said, “Here.”

I locked eyes with her, and without hesitating, I sucked and swallowed it all. Rima wiped what remained of my shirt, which lay on the bed beside her. I thought that it was pretty presumptuous to assume I’d want to lick it up after cumming three times already, or that it was OK to wipe it on my shirt. I was slightly angry with myself because, actually, it was OK, and part of me loved it.

“Would you give me a foot massage?” she asked.

“I would be happy to.”

I have a foot fetish, so I really didn’t mind, and I had been sneaking glances at her toes all evening. At this point, it was clear that this was an evening for taking chances, so before I even began, I took a very long, exaggerated sniff with my eyes closed, right behind her toes.

She said, “We’ve been walking all night. Don’t they smell sweaty?”

“You’ve got really nice feet, and they smell amazing,” I said.

“Oh, you’ve got one of those fetishes, too. You really are a little dick pervert, eh?”

I started kneading her feet, picking out a bit of lint trapped between her toes, and tossing it aside.

She looked like I had just done something offensive and said, “You’re not going to eat it?”

“Why would I do that?” I asked wide-eyed.

“My feet went to the trouble of making you this gift, and you throw it away?”

She started pulling her feet away in annoyance, so I reluctantly grabbed the piece of lint and held it in front of my face for a moment.

“Do it,” she commanded.

I thought, ‘OK, she’s giving direct orders now.’ I did it, swallowed, and held out my tongue for her to verify.

“What a good boy you are! Don’t move, OK?” She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and took a quick picture of my tongue. “OK, get started,” as she pointed toward her feet and started texting someone on her phone.

I thought, ‘OK, if she can be bold, then so can I,’ and instead of massaging her feet, I put her big toe in my mouth immediately. She ignored me, giggling now with whoever she was talking to. Her toes were so salty and sweet. I loved it. Also, I didn’t mind the humiliation; this was our only night together, anyway.

Eventually, Rima did me the mercy of using her other foot to rub my dick while I massaged and sucked the other one. She wasn’t even putting in much effort, kind of lazily rocking her foot back and forth, and it still only took about a minute or so to cum.

I looked up from her toes, and I said, “Who are you texting?”

“I’m talking to my best friend about all the fun we’ve been having.”

“Please don’t mention my name, but otherwise, that’s fine.”

Rima sped up, rocking her foot back and forth, I think, because she was bored. So I tried to think of something fun to say, so I asked, “How big is Jabar’s cock, anyway?”

She smirked and scanned the room for something to compare it to. Finally, she held up her petite arm and made a fist, using her other hand to create a cut-off line that wasn’t too far from her elbow.

“You’re so full of it. No way, you’re making that up,” I said, wide-eyed.

She was basically saying her landlord’s cock was more than ten inches long.

“No, I’m not. I can barely get my hand around it,” Rima said.

That was all I could take, and I pushed my nose into her soft foot pad as I came again, thinking about it. She quickly propped herself onto her elbows and watched and kept tapping her foot against my balls, hard, I assume, because she felt it was my dick.

“If you’re really that interested, maybe you should see it for yourself,” Rima joked. “See what a real dick looks like.”

I didn’t really reply; I was trying to dry my boxers with a tissue.

“Hey, I’m totally spent,” I said. “Can I sleep with you tonight, given what’s happened?”

She said, “I’ve actually had a lot of fun with you tonight. When I first saw your small dick, I thought tonight would be over very quickly. But you found a way to entertain me despite your shortcomings. So, would love for me to stay.”

We spooned for a bit, and I really felt lucky to have this experience. I squeezed Rima tight a lot.

*****

The next morning, as we parted ways, I asked, “Can I see you again? I know we have this weird dynamic, but I really enjoyed myself.”

She smiled. “I did, too. I guess we’ll figure it out as we go along.”

For the next week, we texted, sent each other TikTok videos, and flirted. I really felt good because she’s got a quick wit and an entertaining personality. We made a date to eat dinner at an outdoor food court (also called a Hawker Center in Southeast Asia). We sat down to eat, and with a mouthful of noodles, she suddenly blurted out, “Oh, I took a photo of Jabar’s cock! Do you want to see it?”

I nearly dropped my spoon because moments before, we were talking about something totally different.

“Oh, uh, sure!” I said.

My dick inside my shorts was already ready to burst through the fabric. Thank God we were sitting down.

She fidgets with her phone and says, “OK, here it is. ”

She holds her phone low, near the table, and uses her other hand to create a cover. She looked around to see if anyone was walking by (the place was really packed. Think of hundreds of people sitting at plastic tables and chairs all around). I couldn’t believe it. She wasn’t exaggerating at all. His cock really was a behemoth. Circumcised, thicker than a soda can, well over ten inches long. The photo was with her lying down, her legs in the air and spread, and Jabar’s cock hanging proudly between her legs, a few inches above her pussy.

Surprisingly, I didn’t cum. I asked, “Did Jabar wonder why you wanted to take this shot all of a sudden?”

“Oh, I told Jabar about our date, about your pathetic little premature ejaculating dick, and that I told you about my arrangement with him and that you really thought it was sexy.”

I gripped my spoon tight and squinted my eyes shut as I came in my shorts. Rima kind of covered her mouth in surprise and looked around to see if anyone noticed. She then smirked. I could tell she loved this control over me. She took a quick half-second peek under the table to see if it was showing.

She said, “Oh, and I have another thing I know you’ll like. Right before I came here, Jabar fucked me really hard. I’m full of his cum right now.”

My mouth was open, and I stared at her for at least ten seconds. It was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever been told in my whole life.

She was wearing a short skirt, so I said, “Aren’t you worried about it running down your legs?”

“No, remember, I told you his cum is super thick. It usually doesn’t go anywhere.”

I jokingly pretended to peek under the table.

“Are you interested in watching him fuck me sometime?” she asked casually.

I looked around, head swirling, trying to think of something clever to say, but all I could think of was, “Ugh, yeah, that sounds like fun.”

She reached out for my hand, looked me straight in the eyes, and said, “Yes, let’s do it! I think you’ll enjoy seeing what a man’s cock can do to a woman. It’s something you’ll never know with your small dick.”

*****

A few days went by, and our texts were constantly turning sexual. I could tell Rima was really horny. She asked if I wanted to come over to meet Jabar and ‘hang out’ at the house. I was really hesitant, even though there was nothing in the world that could keep me from going over there. I didn’t know how far I wanted this to go, or what I was prepared to see or do. I had only had a brief encounter with a guy before. Although memorable, it was pretty softcore and wasn’t that interesting.

I texted her, ‘OK, I’m in, but I’m just going to watch, right? And then we’ll go off on a date?’

Rima replied, ‘Yes, of course. I don’t want things to get out of hand, but I’m excited about it.’ Her last text was, ‘Will you hold my hand while I orgasm with him pounding my pussy with his giant man meat?’

 

The End.

 

 

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