On The Beach
There’s nothing like the beach for spying nice bodies, with some discreet flashing; or not so discreet if you’re on a nude beach. But everyone is nude on a nude beach, and generally nobody pays attention to you anyway so where is the fun in that.
On this day, I was out on a regular beach in my chair reading a book with my special shorts on. These shorts are special because I have a hole in the crotch, so you can see right through when I’m sitting and have my legs open. When I’m walking, standing, or have legs closed you can’t see a thing. Perfect for covert flashing, if your target begins to turn you just shut your legs and act like you’re oblivious to them.
That’s the world we live in these days, where strangers have to keep their distance, whether physically, emotionally, or spiritually. That’s why when you go to cities nearly everyone is listening to an iPod of some sort. Then there’s the others who talk on their phone incessantly, or send text messages, or play their video games. All designed to ensure they don’t have to acknowledge anyone around them. It’s this kind of distraction that makes my style of flashing easy.
I’m not your trench coat flasher, who stands in front of his target and exposes himself in a way designed to elicit a shock. I’m a covert flasher, you may see me out of the corner of your eye, but when you turn to look thinking ‘what the hell was that’, I’m usually tucked away and looking as innocent as the day I was born. I leave my target wondering if they have really seen anything at all. It’s great fun.
Anyway, on this fine day I had spotted a nice looking older woman walking my way along the water line. She looked in her late thirties, possibly early forties, longish brown hair, and was wearing a skimpy bikini. She was curvy with nice titties and tattoos on her body. However, best of all she was deep in her own little world inside her head as she walked along. The beach brings this out in people I find. They often come just to enjoy the sound of the waves crashing, the water running over their feet, and think about life.
This is what makes it a perfect hunting ground for me.
So, as she drew parallel to me, my legs swung open and I immediately felt the cooler air on my genitals. The woman was ambling along and she walked past seemingly unaware of my agenda happening at the time. Perfect execution, I felt proud of myself.
Fifteen minutes later she was coming back the other way looking in the same state of mind, I repeated my flash at her. I had to keep looking at my book as I find if you stare at people, even through dark sunglasses, they still get that feeling. One of those weird human psychic things I guess. Also, it plays into my alibi, if I get caught, of it being an accident, and I didn’t realise she could see my dick. You always need to have a back-up plan in this caper.
She passed again without screaming, and I returned to really read my book.
A few minutes later there was a tap on my shoulder, and to my surprise it was the woman I had just flashed twice.
“Ah… can I help you?” I asked, looking at the woman who a deep frown across her face.
“What do you think you’re doing mister?” she said, hands on her hips.
“Reading a book?” I said with a shrug.
“Don’t lie to me, I saw you exposing yourself to me. Twice!” she sneered at me.
“Sorry? You must be mistaken. I’m just reading a book,” I told her.
She suddenly walked around in front of me, dropped and grabbed my knees, forcing them apart. “Hey… what the fuck?” I complained dropping my book.
She was now looking right up my shorts at my little dick which was hard. “See… now what do you have to say for yourself?” she asked angrily.
“Look, I didn’t realise I was flashing at you. I’m sorry. I need new shorts, I know” I said, trying to wheedle my way out of it offering her a semi-plausible excuse.
She was still looking at my cock which is always a warning sign to me. You see those that really get upset by a flash run, scream, try to hit you, and inevitably call the cops. Those that kinda dig it keep looking, even if they put on a show of being upset by it. It titillates them, as well as offends. Humans can be such contradictions.
“God, is that hard?” she said looking up at me. I nodded, and she then said, “It’s fucking tiny.” She looked up and laughed in my face making me blush. “I don’t know why you bother,” she said, looking back at my cock and shaking her head in disbelief.
“This is why I bother. Times when a nice woman like you kneels there to look at it like this. It turns me on,” I told her honestly.
“Even though when I look at it I think you’re a total loser?” she said with a wicked grin.
“Do you think a man’s worth is measured by the size of his dick?” I asked her.
“I guess not. But no one would want to fuck you once they’ve seen that tiny thing, surely?” she chided me.
“That’s what they all say,” I smiled knowingly.
“I wouldn’t even feel it inside me,” she said, and then actually reached into my shorts and started handling my dick to feel its size. “Yep… that is too small for any woman.”
“How do you know? Have you had a small one like this before?” I asked her as she continued to play with it.
“Nope. I went out with this guy when I was in my twenties, and he had a small one like this. I broke it off when I found out,” she said.
“That just shows you have no imagination, and your nasty attitude did that guy a favour in the end.”
She grabbed my cock tightly making me wince. “That guy was a loser for having a small cock. He would never have gotten me off in a million years.”
“I guess you’ll never know now will you,” I said, then rolled my eyes.
“Yeah? I guess you’re just the kind of creep to prove me wrong eh?”
“I could, but not here. I have a holiday apartment across the street from here. I can show you what a man like me can do.”
She hesitated for a moment. “Alright, let’s do it.”
I packed up my gear and we walked over the road to where I was staying, going up some stairs to my holiday apartment.
“I’ll keep this door open, in case you want to run off like the dim-witted bitch you are,” I said to her.
“Hey… if you wanna hit this, then talk nicely. What do I do now?” she asked, totally confirming her lack of sexual imagination.
“Take your bikini off. I want to see you nude,” I said.
She shrugged and started to undress. Her body was quite nice, sure she was a bit plump as most middle-aged women are, but she was still attractive. I took my clothes off too, and we stood there looking at each other. The only downside to her appearance for me (and this is just my personal taste), was that her muff was completely shaved. It was as bald as the day she was born. I really don’t understand why a woman, and especially an older woman, would do this. Pubic hair is natural and part of a woman’s beauty. Instead they want to make their muff’s look like they belong to a ten-year old girl.
There’s something a bit fucked-up in that.
She was checking me out, and I could see she wasn’t impressed. I’m nothing to write home about, I admit it. I’m overweight, not that good-looking, and I have a very small penis. “God, why am I letting myself be fucked by the likes of you?” she spat.
I smiled. “Cos you’re bored. Bored with your life, and your sex life. You want to spice it up,” I told her.
I walked up to her and pulled her close, kissing her, sliding my tongue in her mouth. She reciprocated and we stood there skin on skin kissing for a few minutes. Then I grabbed her hand and led her into my bedroom.
We lay on the bed kissing and fondling each other, and to my surprise she was already quite wet downstairs. I slid my dick inside her to feel her cavernous cunt. “See I can’t feel it,” she said, sneering at me.
She went to push me off her, but I held her there feeling her moist hole with my cock. I know when you penetrate a woman in the early part of sex a guy with a small one like me will get this kind of response. That’s why guys with small cocks get such a bad rap, because no one ever taught them that they need to get the woman near orgasm, before they penetrate. Then it won’t matter what size it is, then you can ride that bitch home and she will love every moment of it.
However, I like the feeling of my cock inside a huge pussy, so I always do it for my sake, not hers. But typical of most selfish bitches, it always has to be about them. That’s why they say ‘I can’t feel it’, and then want to stop. The problem with many men is that they think women are experts about sex, most of them don’t know shit in my experience. As a matter of fact, most of them don’t even know how their own genitals work during sex. They can be just as dumb about sex as the average guy out there.
“Just shut the fuck up and let me do my thing, you stupid bitch,” I said to her contemptuously.
Then I Kissed my way down to her crotch and began to eat that clam for all it was worth. If there is one thing I’m good at, it’s eating pussy. She had a really stinky one as well, but I pushed on like a trooper because I had a point to prove. Before long she was squirming on the bed as I licked and nibbled her clit, while working my fingers inside her cunt. My face was covered in muff juice as she let loose an orgasm, but I wasn’t finished yet. I again worked her to the edge, and when I felt the inside of her pussy clamp down on my fingers, I quickly got up and shoved my cock inside her.
Now I fucked her hard, and she was totally digging it. That’s Gods little secret about female orgasms. Once the inside of the pussy clamps down, it doesn’t matter what size your dick is. For us small dick guys, all we have to do is work her to that point, and then fuck her. God thought of us here too, he put a love button on the outside of her genitals called a clitoris. You work that thing over with your tongue and fingers for a while and she’ll be putty in your hands.
“Oh God! “Oh God!” she moaned as I fucked her taking her to another big orgasm with my little dick.
I pulled out, because I hadn’t blown my load yet. So I got her to roll over onto her stomach, which she did in her post-orgasmic fugue without complaint. Pulling her arse up a bit, I pulled her cheeks apart to check her out. Nice looking arse, I thought. Reaching down into a bag on the floor beside other the bed, I pulled out a pink vibrator that was seven-inches long, and laid it beside us.
Then I pushed my cock into her chocolate starfish.
She gasped in shock. “I don’t like that,” she yelled at me.
“Shut the fuck up, and take it,” I yelled back.
I pushed my cock inside her anus making her wince, once I was fucking her she started to grind against me. “It feels kinda nice, but it wouldn’t get me off,” she told me, like I cared.
“Yeah, most women don’t get off on anal sex. You need a little help,” I said, grabbing the vibrator and turning it on. I slid it inside her pussy while I fucked her anus.
I love doing this, because I can feel the vibrations too as I fuck her. Before long she was totally getting into my double penetrating her. In fact, I was able to get her to fuck herself with the vibrator, so I could concentrate on her anus.
I must have counted about six powerful orgasms she had while we were doing this, and on the last one, which made her rock the bed, I rolled her over again and pulled her up to suck my cock. She did it too, and then I blew a mighty load in her mouth, one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.
We both lay there for about ten minutes in our (hers more than mine) own stank feeling totally satiated.
“I guess you were right. I was a dumb bitch blowing off that guy like I did,” She said, still panting.
“So has miss smarty pants learnt her lesson then?” I said feeling her cunt.
“Yeah, dick size is irrelevant if you have a good imagination and know how to use it,” she said turning and looking at me with a smile.
“Good girl,” I replied.
She rolled over and began to kiss me while I fingered her wet pussy. It felt like we were about to go again and her phone rang. It was her husband looking for her. That ended our date. As she kissed me goodbye I laughed to myself. Not many bigger dick guys out there being cuckolded by a small dick guy like me. Still, going by her expectations prior to our session I thought he was probably a dud fuck anyway. Even guys with average or big dicks often don’t know how to use what they’ve got.
Weird how it takes a small dick guy to teach these assholes. Size matters, my arse.