I’ve had my fair share of bad dates and when I say “bad dates” that means their dicks were too small. I’m not afraid to tell them either. I make it known that their pencil dick will never fuck me and could never, ever please me. I’ve had wussy boys cry sometimes because they couldn’t take my humiliation.
I like to amuse myself when a limp dick loser wants to waste my time. Just recently, I went on a date and if I had known he had a tiny clit in his jeans, the date would of ended after dinner.
He was trying to impress me and take me to some club. He pulled into the parking lot and I started making out with him. I put my hand on his cock and nothing was there. I had to feel around through his jeans and finally I felt something tiny. I said “are you fucking kidding me?” He acted confused while I was firmly telling him that his small dick would do absolutely nothing for me. I said to him his stick shift was bigger than he was. He disagreed so I had him take his dick out. Sure enough, his stick shift in his car was fatter and longer. So the crazy bitch that I am, slid my thong off and pulled up my skirt and straddled the stick shift and starting fucking it. I told him I would rather fuck this than his micro penis. After while, he didn’t seem to mind the humiliation and he started tugging on his clit while I came all over his stick shift.
I felt bad for leaving him after that so we went into the club. He was my little pet for the rest of the night, making sure I always had a drink in my hand while my other hand was playing with real big cocks.
Written By: Maxine
