His Tiny Little Package: SPH Fetish Games

His Tiny Little Package: Tim Measures up in Other Ways

Hello, naughty ones. I’m back with another story about my X-rated adventures with Tim. Some of you are already aware of Tim’s Tiny Tool and how initially making fun of it out of frustration turned into a guilty pleasure for me – and for Tim, too. However, I didn’t mention how I took mocking his tiny little package to a whole new level. And let’s just say things got hotter than ever for us when I did.

One evening, I invited Tim over for a little fun. He had no idea what I had in mind, and that’s what made it so delicious. After he arrived, I pulled out a tape measure. “Tonight, I thought we’d get an official measurement,” I said with a smirk, watching his cheeks redden. He was nervous, excited, and slightly hard when I had him drop trou.

Making fun of his tiny little package

“Now let’s see exactly what we’re working with here,” I teased, drawing the tape measure along his length. As expected, it barely even registered over three inches. “Aww, look at that,” I cooed, waving the tape in front of him. “I’ve seen bigger cigarettes.”

Instead of retreating, Tim laughed nervously, clearly enjoying how I taunted him. I continued, running my finger over his tiny cock lightly, keeping him just on the edge. “I guess you’re more like a fun-sized treat, aren’t you?” I whispered. “Perfect for a quick snack but not much else.”

He was visibly trembling at that point, and I felt his tiny little package throbbing between my fingertips. I didn’t let him have a break, though. “It’s a good thing you’ve got a talented mouth because your three-incher could never get the job done.”

I grinned as I took off my clothes and stretched out on my bed

“You can try and prove me wrong,” I taunted. “But honestly, Tim, I don’t think it’s going to leave a lasting impression.”

He was a complete mess, caught between arousal and the thrill of our SPH game, as he put his all into trying to please me with his tiny little package. His lips just barely grazed my skin as he kissed me everywhere, sending a shiver down my spine. Soon, his little cock was rock hard. And he moaned softly when he pushed it inside me.

His breath was hot against my skin as he looked down at me with a playful glint in his eye that fueled my amusement and arousal. With every second, his movements grew bolder, more passionate, as if he was determined to prove just how much he could deliver with three inches.

By the time he pulled my legs over his shoulders, he was panting, his cheeks were flushed, and his tiny little package was throbbing with excitement. I let out a soft laugh and playfully tousled his hair. “Well, Tim, you may not leave a lasting impression with your little cock… but you get an A for effort.”

Tim’s eyes narrowed as he quickly parted my thighs

Soon after, I felt the cool touch of my dildo between my ass cheeks. He teased me with it before he began to push it in and out of my ass with slow, deliberate movements. At the same time, his tongue was warm and eager on my pussy, swirling and flicking with an intensity I hadn’t expected. I moaned louder as he picked up the rhythm, thrusting my toy inside me with one hand while keeping his mouth moving with maddening precision. The combination was overwhelming.

“I’m coming!” I barely managed to get the words out before my legs started shaking as waves of pleasure hit me. Then I glanced down at him as I caught my breath and saw him peering up at me with a proud grin.

“You really know how to make an impression in other ways, don’t you?” I teased.

Then I took my dildo from him. “This thing’s practically twice your size. Good thing you’re so enthusiastic, huh?” His cheeks flushed. And his excitement was obvious as I continued my teasing and made him stand in front of me.

Playing with his tiny little package again

I sat on my knees and stroked his little cock while I swirled my tongue around it, slowly, savoring every reaction, every twitch. He groaned and put his hands on the back of my head as I took all three of his inches in my mouth. His breathing grew ragged and his hips bucked as he neared the edge.

Finally, he cried out as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and came on my tits – something he loved to do – while I made fun of the size of his tiny little package and load.

I never would’ve guessed in a million years that a small cock would lead to such memorable nights, but it did. And I know some of you have little cocks that I would love to make fun of. So call me, and let’s play.

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