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#WorstSexExperience: They called me a slut but his package was small and zero sexual stamina (Part 2)

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I pulled him close to me so that his stiff dick was nesting on my pubic hair. I leaned in, gave him a quick, soft kiss on the lips and whispered for him to fuck me.

Daniel brought his hands back to my hips, slowly moving one up toward my breast to clumsily grab at it while he let his dick slip down to try and find my opening.

After what felt like a frustrating eternity of him missing the mark, I reached a hand down to help guide him in. As soon as I felt his warmth inside me I knew something didn’t feel right. I didn’t say a word to Daniel, but I was certain that he was smaller than the finger I used to masturbate, maybe about the same size around, but definitely shorter.

It was still an interesting feeling, but not exactly a satisfying one.

Daniel panted softly as I guided him as far inside of me as possible. Once he reached the hilt he began thrusting enthusiastically into me. He was much harsher and quicker than I am when I’m alone, and after a paltry five thrusts he began to cum without warning. I felt a single warm burst of seed inside of me before his short dick slipped out and several more long spurts landed on my thighs, himself, and the ground. I simply sat on the table, looking at Daniel and thinking what to say.

“Oh, I’m so sorry…I don’t…I mean, I didn’t mean to do that.” He was frowning again, staring at his cum slowly trickling out of my pussy. I think he could tell that I was expecting something more thrilling. His dick was already going soft, his organ still glistening from it’s short excursion.

“That’s okay, don’t worry about it. You’ll just have to finish what you started another way,” I said with an audible sigh of disappointment. He gave me that stupid bewildered look again, so I firmly pushed his head downward until he got the hint and knelt down, nestling himself between my legs.

“Just lick until I say to stop.”

He was clearly hesitant, but I kept my legs wrapped around his back, encouraging his obedience. I felt his tongue dragging up the length of my pussy, his hot breath washing over my most sensitive area. It was another new sensation, although one far more pleasurable than having his unimpressive dick inside me.

I started getting wet again, closing my eyes and simply enjoying the ride.

Daniel was starting to come around to his new task, grabbing my thighs and pulling himself closer to my warm pussy. As soon as I started to feel like I could get close to an orgasm, he began trying to thrust his tongue into me as if he were fucking me.

I could have been more understanding considering he was a virgin, but at the time that was just disappointments too many. I put my foot on his shoulder and pushed him back a few inches, my other leg still wrapped around him.

“Here, let me finish this. Maybe you can learn something about how to please a girl.” I knew how that sounded, but by then I wasn’t concerned with his feelings or anything other than getting myself off. Daniel remained knelt, staring wide-eyed at my pussy while I reached a hand down to massage my clit.

Somehow, as unsatisfying the whole experience had been so far, it was a real turn-on to have someone watch me masturbate.

I hugged my legs around Daniel, his face mere inches from my pussy. I could still feel his breath falling over my swollen lips and I knew he was transfixed; he wanted to see me get off, even if he wasn’t able to do it himself.

I made quick little circles around my clit, then tugged at it, pulling the small hood back and forth before returning to circles again. I could feel myself tensing up, my juices trickling down the curve of my ass, and Daniel’s hot breath hovering over my pussy regions.

I began tugging hard at my clit again, reaching my free hand up to tease my own breast.

The moment my fingers pinched my nipple I began to shudder. My legs tightened around Daniel as my pussy throbbed and I came all over the poor boy. I continued tugging at my clit hood, muffling my own moan as I squirted onto Daniel’s body.

He never said a word, but through all my cumming I could still feel his breath between my legs.

I couldn’t resist continuing; my slick fingers swirled around my pulsing clit, letting myself gush onto Daniel a second time, and then a third. As my orgasms subdued, and my breathing slowed, I opened my eyes to see Daniel kneeling in front of me, soaked from his nose to his thighs in my cum. His little dick standing straight at attention again.

The new lesson I learnt from that abysmal sexual experience was that sexual dexterity should never be predicated on looks or ‘masculinity’

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