Size Humiliation Keeps a Big Man in his Place

Don’t waste my time with your small cock

I should’ve known that David—the charming, enigmatic guy I’d been casually dating—had a secret. He’s such a gentleman, the traditional alpha type. But, when the sexual tension was too strong to resist after one date night, we parked at a scenic overlook. I’m straddling him in the front seat of his sports car, grinding on him until I felt…or didn’t feel a big boner under his jeans. It wasn’t the biggest I’d ever seen, but it wasn’t the smallest either. I teased him about it, my words laced with humor and curiosity. “Is that all you’ve got, David?” I asked, my voice husky with desire. But, his response was a low growl, his eyes darkening with lust. Then, he unzipped his pants, freeing his cock from its confines. Did he have a size humiliation kink?

I could probably fit two of them inside of me!

I grabbed his cock, my fingers wrapping around it easily. So he’s not a grower! He’s showing me all that he’s got, and doesn’t seem to mind being shamed for it. In fact he likes it. I looked at him, a playful smirk on my face. “Is this what gets you off, David? Feeling small?” He nodded, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

He wanted me to humiliate him and make him feel even smaller. I’ve never tried size humiliation, but with David, I could tell he’s the type who needs to be put in his place. I could even make him smell my dirty feet to show him how small his cock is in comparison. I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against his ear. “You want size humiliation, David? Make you feel even smaller?” His response was a groan, his cock twitching in my hand. So, I took that as a yes, my own arousal spiking at the thought of playing into his kink.

Big men with small cocks = size humiliation

Then, I leaned back, my eyes meeting his as I smirked. My fingers moved up and down his cock and I could feel him twitching in anticipation. I call him small again and watch as he whimpers, spewing precum onto my fingers. I let out a laugh, even his cum is barely significant! He groans, and bucks his hips upwords, vying for more. But, I held his cock tighter, looking down at that big man reclined in his fancy sports car seat. His fingers slide up my thighs, and one hand pulls my panties to the side.

His finger slid inside me, and I let out a satisfied sigh. A second finger follows and I lean my head back in ecstasy. “Your fingers fill me up so much more than your cock could,” I moan, stroking him faster. I could tell he was close, but I wouldn’t let him off easily without more size humiliation, my words were egging him on. I look down at my tits and pop them out of my dress.

David’s eyes lock onto them, but I bring him back with more icey truths. “You can look at my tits David, but you’re too small for them. Your cock would disappear in my tiny tits.” His body got tenser and he fingered me deeper. Then, he came with a whimpering cry. And I kept stroking him, bouncing on those thick fingers until I soaked him too. Who knew size humiliation would be so much fun?

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