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Tara and I were always totally honest with each other. When we'd first met, and after we started seeing each other, she'd been perfectly truthful about how she felt about guys with small cocks (like mine). She'd also been totally up front about her prior experiences with black guys (and who all had much bigger than average cocks). She made it clear that if we were see each other on something like a regular basis, and if that included sex, then it would not include intercourse.
"Do you understand?" She said. "I mean, I do like you. A lot. But I need...I need a bigger cock. Please don't be hurt. I don't want to hurt your feelings. I don't. But...I just like, you know? Bigger cocks. Say you understand. Okay?"
I totally understood, of course. I'd never labored under any delusion that I was carrying around a big dick. In middle school I'd come to quickly realize that I had not been given anything close to the sort of cocks I saw in the showers, or later at night at home watching porn; and so, when Tara had said what she had said about not wanting to have intercourse with me, it didn't come as much of a surprise.
So, as Tara and I began seeing each other (at her apartment, rather than my parents house where I was still living), we began having sex; but not intercourse. Rather, she introduced me to the extremely interesting, and exciting method of oral sex. I'd never before 'gone down' on any woman; though I had seen it done on various videos on-line, and the first time Tara laid back across her comfortable bed, spread her legs far apart, toyed with her pussy for a while, and then invited me to enjoy her orally---my heart was pounding in my chest hard as I brought my mouth up close.
As I drew closer, I caught the rich, and powerfully alluring, scent of her most and deep pink pussy; and I was captivated by the complex folds of tender flesh, that was surrounded by her dark and curly pubic hair---like a secret doorway into some enchanted world I'd never, directly, known before. I looked up past her pubic hair and saw her smiling face looking at me.
Even though my cock was small, what cock I had had stiffened in response to the sight, and the enchanting aroma, of Tara's dripping wet pussy!
I pushed my mouth up against her, and kissed it. The first pussy I'd ever kissed. Then, at first tentatively, I extended my tongue and slid it between her inner labia and moved it up and down; and as I did, Tara put both of her hand lightly on my head, and together, we explored the fabulous intricacies of her womanly attributes; and even though my tongue grew tired quickly, I did not want to stop; and over the next hour perhaps, I worked very diligently to give Tara the most pleasure I could---not with my tiny cock---but with my tongue!
Tara liked it when I would concentrate on her clitoris. Whenever I did that, her entire body would sometimes jerk involuntarily from the surge of pleasure that spread out from her incredibly sensitive clit, to her entire body. The fact that I was the one doing that for her thrilled me so much; and I vowed to pleasure her in this very fashion as often as I could; even if that meant we never 'fucked' (had intercourse, in other words)!
In fact, I found it incredibly exhilarating to think of some other guys cock having been deep inside of Tara's pussy (where my tiny one would likely never go); and each time I thought of that, my cock would throb and pulse in direct response to that; and I loved the way it made me feel. Indeed, I found myself happily resigned to the fact that her pussy would never know the presence of such a small cock as mine, but would continue to have those huge (and black) cocks she'd been so up front about!
So this was the greatest motivation I could have ever had as I worked so diligently to pleasure Tara through my tongue!
She must have had, at least, a half dozen rather intense orgasms---each one leaving her trembling, shuddering, and holding my head between her two hands as the orgasm electrified her entire body; and then, after recovering a little, I'd happily resume my lustful attention on her lovely pussy.
However, when she eventually gently pushed me away, explaining that she was finished for the time being, she encouraged me to masturbate in front of her.
"I want to see you do that," she said. "Please? Besides, after all you've done" (she meant my oral pleasuring of her pussy, and the orgasms she'd had while I had done so) "such a wonderful job for me! Now it's your turn to come. Please," she said, but more as a demand, than a simple request.
Honestly, now that I she'd asked me to do that, I felt slightly embarrassed because I had such a small cock. I was partly afraid that she might laugh at me when she saw it, even though it was as erect as it was possible to be!
"Please?!" Tara said again. "Don't be self-conscious. Okay? It's okay. I just want you to have an orgasm. Don't worry about the size of your cock. Okay? Just come. For me, please."
So, I knelt on the mattress between Tara still wide-spread legs, her pussy glistening wet from both her natural juices, as well as my saliva, and at first I did feel self-conscious, and a little embarrassed, but she went out of her way to keep encouraging me; and I grew more excited as the seconds passed as I began more urgently stroking my cock.
As I did that, I kept looking at Tara's facial expression, and trying to see it there was any sort of latent mockery to be detected there; but there was no of that; and that encouraged me to eventually ejaculate my load of sperm; which landed across her dark, curly pubic hairs, and looking so much like stringy globs of melted pearls (the proverbial 'pearl necklace')!
As I began ejaculating, Tara was smiling up at me. She wasn't mocking me, or my much smaller cock, or it's somewhat meager load of sperm! In fact, she seemed pleased with me; and that made my orgasm all the more pleasurable.
As I finished coming, Tara said: "That was nice. Thank you, Robert."
This woman was thanking me! She didn't seem to be disappointed in me; nor in my small cock! That made me feel so incredibly good.
She sat propped up on her elbows, looking down at my sperm strew across the top of her curly pubic patch; and then looking up at where I was still kneeling between her legs, she said: "Now---clean all that up." It was not a request. It was more of a demand; and that excited tremendously---and, without needing to be prompted again, I set to work to lick up every last drop of my thick, creamy-colored sperm...and I enjoyed doing that very, very much; and in fact, as I tasted it, my cock grew stiff once more!
Tara was very pleased as I finally completed cleaning up my sperm like that. She smiled broadly, and said: "Now---come and kiss me!" I did, and as I felt our lips pressing against each others, and our tongues sliding across one another's, I knew that I wanted Tara more than I'd ever wanted anything else in my life! I didn't care that she was going to be fucking other guys! If anything, knowing she was, added even greater exhilaration to the situation! I'd be perfectly happy to 'share' Tara with whoever she wanted to see---as long as I could be with her like we had just been! That would be more than enough for me.
The End
Tara and I were always totally honest with each other. When we'd first met, and after we started seeing each other, she'd been perfectly truthful about how she felt about guys with small cocks (like mine). She'd also been totally up front about her prior experiences with black guys (and who all had much bigger than average cocks). She made it clear that if we were see each other on something like a regular basis, and if that included sex, then it would not include intercourse.
"Do you understand?" She said. "I mean, I do like you. A lot. But I need...I need a bigger cock. Please don't be hurt. I don't want to hurt your feelings. I don't. But...I just like, you know? Bigger cocks. Say you understand. Okay?"
I totally understood, of course. I'd never labored under any delusion that I was carrying around a big dick. In middle school I'd come to quickly realize that I had not been given anything close to the sort of cocks I saw in the showers, or later at night at home watching porn; and so, when Tara had said what she had said about not wanting to have intercourse with me, it didn't come as much of a surprise.
So, as Tara and I began seeing each other (at her apartment, rather than my parents house where I was still living), we began having sex; but not intercourse. Rather, she introduced me to the extremely interesting, and exciting method of oral sex. I'd never before 'gone down' on any woman; though I had seen it done on various videos on-line, and the first time Tara laid back across her comfortable bed, spread her legs far apart, toyed with her pussy for a while, and then invited me to enjoy her orally---my heart was pounding in my chest hard as I brought my mouth up close.
As I drew closer, I caught the rich, and powerfully alluring, scent of her most and deep pink pussy; and I was captivated by the complex folds of tender flesh, that was surrounded by her dark and curly pubic hair---like a secret doorway into some enchanted world I'd never, directly, known before. I looked up past her pubic hair and saw her smiling face looking at me.
Even though my cock was small, what cock I had had stiffened in response to the sight, and the enchanting aroma, of Tara's dripping wet pussy!
I pushed my mouth up against her, and kissed it. The first pussy I'd ever kissed. Then, at first tentatively, I extended my tongue and slid it between her inner labia and moved it up and down; and as I did, Tara put both of her hand lightly on my head, and together, we explored the fabulous intricacies of her womanly attributes; and even though my tongue grew tired quickly, I did not want to stop; and over the next hour perhaps, I worked very diligently to give Tara the most pleasure I could---not with my tiny cock---but with my tongue!
Tara liked it when I would concentrate on her clitoris. Whenever I did that, her entire body would sometimes jerk involuntarily from the surge of pleasure that spread out from her incredibly sensitive clit, to her entire body. The fact that I was the one doing that for her thrilled me so much; and I vowed to pleasure her in this very fashion as often as I could; even if that meant we never 'fucked' (had intercourse, in other words)!
In fact, I found it incredibly exhilarating to think of some other guys cock having been deep inside of Tara's pussy (where my tiny one would likely never go); and each time I thought of that, my cock would throb and pulse in direct response to that; and I loved the way it made me feel. Indeed, I found myself happily resigned to the fact that her pussy would never know the presence of such a small cock as mine, but would continue to have those huge (and black) cocks she'd been so up front about!
So this was the greatest motivation I could have ever had as I worked so diligently to pleasure Tara through my tongue!
She must have had, at least, a half dozen rather intense orgasms---each one leaving her trembling, shuddering, and holding my head between her two hands as the orgasm electrified her entire body; and then, after recovering a little, I'd happily resume my lustful attention on her lovely pussy.
However, when she eventually gently pushed me away, explaining that she was finished for the time being, she encouraged me to masturbate in front of her.
"I want to see you do that," she said. "Please? Besides, after all you've done" (she meant my oral pleasuring of her pussy, and the orgasms she'd had while I had done so) "such a wonderful job for me! Now it's your turn to come. Please," she said, but more as a demand, than a simple request.
Honestly, now that I she'd asked me to do that, I felt slightly embarrassed because I had such a small cock. I was partly afraid that she might laugh at me when she saw it, even though it was as erect as it was possible to be!
"Please?!" Tara said again. "Don't be self-conscious. Okay? It's okay. I just want you to have an orgasm. Don't worry about the size of your cock. Okay? Just come. For me, please."
So, I knelt on the mattress between Tara still wide-spread legs, her pussy glistening wet from both her natural juices, as well as my saliva, and at first I did feel self-conscious, and a little embarrassed, but she went out of her way to keep encouraging me; and I grew more excited as the seconds passed as I began more urgently stroking my cock.
As I did that, I kept looking at Tara's facial expression, and trying to see it there was any sort of latent mockery to be detected there; but there was no of that; and that encouraged me to eventually ejaculate my load of sperm; which landed across her dark, curly pubic hairs, and looking so much like stringy globs of melted pearls (the proverbial 'pearl necklace')!
As I began ejaculating, Tara was smiling up at me. She wasn't mocking me, or my much smaller cock, or it's somewhat meager load of sperm! In fact, she seemed pleased with me; and that made my orgasm all the more pleasurable.
As I finished coming, Tara said: "That was nice. Thank you, Robert."
This woman was thanking me! She didn't seem to be disappointed in me; nor in my small cock! That made me feel so incredibly good.
She sat propped up on her elbows, looking down at my sperm strew across the top of her curly pubic patch; and then looking up at where I was still kneeling between her legs, she said: "Now---clean all that up." It was not a request. It was more of a demand; and that excited tremendously---and, without needing to be prompted again, I set to work to lick up every last drop of my thick, creamy-colored sperm...and I enjoyed doing that very, very much; and in fact, as I tasted it, my cock grew stiff once more!
Tara was very pleased as I finally completed cleaning up my sperm like that. She smiled broadly, and said: "Now---come and kiss me!" I did, and as I felt our lips pressing against each others, and our tongues sliding across one another's, I knew that I wanted Tara more than I'd ever wanted anything else in my life! I didn't care that she was going to be fucking other guys! If anything, knowing she was, added even greater exhilaration to the situation! I'd be perfectly happy to 'share' Tara with whoever she wanted to see---as long as I could be with her like we had just been! That would be more than enough for me.
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