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Chapter Two
You are embarrassed to be caught with your tiny little peeper so hard, watching your significant other being fucked as she really should be. But it is hard, and you were playing with it, watching me, watching his hands all over me.
“Come on in,” I tell you. “You can come in and watch. But you have to take your clothes off.”
“But he will see how small I am!” You are even more embarrassed about this, yet strangely aroused.
“Darlin’, EVERYBODY knows how small you are,” I say. “I’ve even shown them pictures.”
And so I make you strip down to totally naked, my friend lying back now, amused, chuckling to himself at the sight of you, so hard, yet so tiny. His cock, a real man’s big black cock, is still enormous, even though it’s soft at this point. You keep looking at it. You can’t help it, you’re fascinated by it and what it represents – the ability to please a woman like myself sexually, something you’ll never be able to do.
I start laughing at you, knowing exactly what is going through your mind.
I lie back against my pillows, my legs eagle-spread, my swollen lips gaping, a dribble of cum running out of my slit.
“Come here to me, darlin’. I got something for you, a nice cream-pie, hot from the oven.”
… to be continued…
Or of course you can call me on Niteflirt to finish the phonesex fantasy.






