The Amazing Short-Dicked Man - Sex Stories

The Amazing Short-Dicked Man

... how he jacks off? Well, this is how he has to do it. And I can tell that he's just about to cum right now. And you're finally going to get to see him ejaculate, just like you told me you wanted to do."

Snow's comments to Walt made me feel like a freak sideshow performer in a carnival:

"Step right up, ladies and gentlemen. Come see the Amazing Short-Dicked Man release his sticky semen all over Snow White's beautiful boobies. He's no Prince Charming, folks. That's for sure."

But Snow's relentless fingertip rubbing back and forth against my frenulum on the underside of my short dick-shaft made sure that her prophecy was just mere seconds away from becoming a reality, in spite of the extreme embarrassment I was experiencing.

Walt seemed truly amused by it all. He had a big smile on his face the whole time that he was calmly watching my short dick as it was drastically pulsating and forcefully squirting out sperm all over Snow's perfect breasts.

And Snow herself giggled in delight over what she was witnessing. I could tell that she was thrilled to discover that she was able to actually jack me off all the way and make me cum.

But once my orgasm and sperm-release had tapered off, Walt leaned his upper body over the top of Snow's, and began humping away again, this time at a slightly faster pace, until he finally managed to use her vagina to make himself orgasm and ejaculate deep inside her fuck-hole, while I was witnessing everything right there in the bed ...

... beside both of them.

And I was okay with what was taking place between Walt and Snow. I knew that their relationship had grown over time to become much more than just an escort and her client, although I'm sure that if I asked them about it, they would each deny it. But I could see with my own eyes that Snow was actually in love with Walt, and that he felt the same way about her. And to be honest, I couldn't blame him. I was in love with her too.

Walt suggested that Snow and I take a shower before leaving the hotel room that night. And so we did. We took the shower together, and we took turns cleaning up each other's naked bodies, before drying off and getting dressed again in the clothing that we had worn on our way over to Walt's hotel room.

Walt, who was now wearing a plush bathrobe, shook my hand and gave Snow a goodbye kiss, before calling his limo driver to come around the front of the hotel to pick us up and take us back to the bar.

After we climbed into the back seat of the limo together, I asked Snow, "Are you still going to let Sal fuck you when we get back to the bar?

"You bet your sweet ass I am!" Snow replied. "A promise is a promise. And I don't break promises, if I can help it."

"But you're not using any birth control. What if it's Sal's Mexican sperm that gets you pregnant, instead of Walt's?"

"What if it's

your

sperm? Have you ever thought about that one?"

"Well, yes, of course I have."

"And yet you still went ahead and fucked me ...