Problem was, he was definitely insecure about it and couldn't finish.He didn't even want me to touch it to help him.
But OMG, he made up for it in some serious cunnilingus skills and, as a lady with a short vagina, for me it was a relief that he could go to town and I never had to worry about pain.
Bottom line: He was a generous and giving lover who cared about my pleasure, cared that I came more often than him (!
I could only imagine what had happened to him beforehand to make him so nervous about his manhood, which sucked because I definitely wasn't going to be a bitch about it. —Anonymous So I was at a monthly rock 'n' roll dance party at a local bar when I saw him: the tall, dark, and handsome boy I had a mild crush on when I was in high school.
We started talking and catching up, then dancing, then making out.
And besides, the penetrative sex was kind of awkward for us both; we just didn't find a good rhythm and thus neither of us enjoyed it that much.
I think he probably focused on learning the other skills to compensate for his lack of size, but we never discussed that.
I dated a guy with a very small peen for about a year.
The first time I saw it I was surprised, but it didn't faze me that much.
Turns out, he is a videographer for a local group of magicians and the magic studio was literally next door, so being drunk and stoked on mutual horniness, I was like, "Sure, what the hell?
Let's go." We arrived and, for whatever reason, he thought it would be hot to have me sit on his lap and watch videos of magic tricks. His seduction technique was so risible that I thought, Oh, what the hell, this will make a good story, let's do this thing, so we made our way to the couch in the darkness.
), and knew how to get me there, and really, what more could a girl want? Giving head was never so easy and at least this guy knew that a woman's pleasure isn't all about the peen.