The Fitting Room Flasher
Ravi has always had two problems in his life. The first is obesity, and the second is a tiny cock. The Indian born man immigrated to the States with his family when he was a baby and has been raised as an American. In his adult life he developed an obsession with his tiny cock, made even smaller by his obesity, and started flashing women in public places. His method isn’t like the trench coat flashers, he likes to put himself in positions where a victim may accidentally see him nude. He loves watching them stare, blush in embarrassment, and sometimes laugh at his tiny three-and-a-half-inch cock. The very proof that these actions were deliberate is his little cock is always hard when he gets caught.
Ravi always thought clothes store change rooms are a great venue for a covert exposing. His M.O. is simple really, he waits in there naked from the waist down, jerking off to keep it hard, and doesn’t turn the lock on the door so someone will think the booth is empty. Once he hears a sucker about to enter, he pretends he’s putting something on. They open the door and in a chorus of embarrassed apologies, they get to look at him. He makes sure they do, anyway. Ravi knew he couldn’t go and wait in a booth for hours on end, because the shopkeepers get suspicious. So he goes somewhere there’s many clothing outlets, in peak times, and tries on a few outfits in each. That way he can ‘accidentally’ expose himself one or two times in each store. Once he has achieved his goal, he quickly leaves the store before anyone gets suspicious, or reports him to the manager.
A while back, he was having a great day at a well-known Shopping Mall in the city. The Mall is one of the largest in the country, with literally dozens of clothing outlets to choose from, and he was doing well. He had flashed at men, women and children so far. Ravi got some funny looks, which just made him feel excited. He loved the SPH aspect of it, and if the victim commented like, “Sorry, I didn’t see anything, and I mean ANYTHING,” his little dick twitched with excitement.
However, something weird happened that day, he somehow managed to flash this one young woman three times. He didn’t realise it at the time, but she had been following him and came in for a couple of repeat viewings. So he did eventually buy something, and was making his way out toward his car when this woman confronted him. She stood in front of him, hands on her hips, looking mad, and blocking his path. Ravi asked innocently, “You gotta problem, young lady?”
She looked at him with a deep frown and a sneer, asking, “You were doing that on purpose, weren’t you?”
Ravi scratched his head. “Doing what?”
“Leaving your door unlocked in the fitting rooms so others would walk in on you nude.”
“Oh… that’s where I’ve seen you. Hey, I’m sorry, but an old fuck like me always forgets to lock those damn doors. I’m sorry if I upset you, but I didn’t mean it,” he said, with a shrug and a grimace.
“What rubbish! You wanted me to see that… thing of yours. You had a boner, though it’s hard to tell it’s so damn small,” she said, crossing her arms.
Ravi suddenly unzipped his pants and pulled his hard little cock. “You mean this ‘ol thing?”
She looked at it for at least a minute in silence. “I thought guys like you were supposed to have big dicks?”
“What do you mean ‘guys like me’?” Ravi asked, then grimaced.
“You know… Dark skinned guys,” she said blushing.
Ravi laughed. “Dark skinned guys, as you put it, come in all sizes. Large, average, small and micro, as guys from all races do.”
“But in porn they always have huge cocks, not tiny ones like you.”
Ravi shook his head and rolled his eyes. “In porn, eh? If you think those guys represent what guys are in real life, then you’re dumber than I thought you were.”
She blushed. “I know those guys are on the bigger end of the scale, I’m not stupid.”
“Coulda fooled me,” Ravi said, and he put his cock away. “Sorry, miss, but I have to go.”
“Wait… I want a closer look at it, is that OK?”
Ravi laughed at her. “Of course you do, but I can’t drop my pants here in the parking lot, can I?”
She smiled. “Huh… So you admit it, you were flashing in the mall,” she said.
“I admit nothing. So what’s it to be?”
She thought for a moment, and said, “I live near here, you can come to my place. No one is home until six p.m.”
The woman’s idea of living close proved an exaggeration, but Ravi followed her anyway. Eventually, they pulled into an apartment building and she gestured him to follow her, and they entered hers. This adventure is risky, Ravi thought as he walked inside, god knows she may have called all her boyfriend on the way here to come and beat me up. Still, he has a nose for sniffing out sluts, and felt confident this young woman is an A grade whore.
After she closed the front door, she asked, “Can you take your clothes off and let me look at your body?”
Ravi shrugged, saying, “It’s your party, lady.”
He began undressing right there in her front hallway, and she watched him closely. Once he was nude, she began examining Ravi like he’s a laboratory specimen, and she a scientist.
She lifted his rolls of fat and looked beneath, she smelt him all over, looked between his arse cheeks, under his arms and man boobs. Then she began fondling and handling his erect cock. She even sniffed his taint and balls and licked them to taste how pissy/sweaty they were. She’s a weird one, he thought.
“Your body is extraordinary,” she finally said.
Ravi laughed. “Look, there are plenty of fat slobs like me around, my body or dick isn’t unique. Many fat men have small ones.”
She sighed. “Yeah, but with that cock… You’re like a work of art,” she said, smiling at him.
“Wish I could say the same for you,” he said, looking at her chest.
She got the hint, and without hesitation started undressing in front of him. What did I tell you, this woman’s an A-grade whore, he thought. She stood naked, allowing Ravi to look at her too. She had a very hairy mound just the way he liked it, and what looked like C size breasts with erect nipples. Ravi made sure he felt them, and rolled her nipples in his fingers. Her ass had that pear shape look that he liked so much. He squeezed her ass cheeks and gave them a slap watching them jiggle. He slid his fingers inside her pussy to feel how wet she is, and found her soaking.
She asked, “Do you like my body?”
“Sure, you’re a real beauty. How old are you?”
“I’m twenty,” she said.
Ravi sucked her pussy juices off his fingers, then slid them back inside her. “Twenty, eh? That’s why you taste so good. A woman’s pussy flavours mature as she does.”
She laughed. “Oh really? I’ve never heard that before.”
Ravi winked. “It’s one of those things people don’t talk about much. But we small dick guys know because we perform cunnilingus more than most men. So we’re experts in how pussies taste. As women get older their pussies often get nasty tasting, unless they douche regularly. That helps.”
“You’re full of shit,” she said, laughing and moaning.
Ravi’s fingers had found her tender spot, and he worked it like a professional, rubbing it at the right angle, speed, and pressure. Her G Spot only around two and a half inches inside her pussy. She started humping his hand, her eyes wide and looking at him in shock. He worked her, his fingers squelching in her wetness, his thumb rubbing her clit. She leaned into him, putting her hand on his shoulder, dropping her head, making her dark hair flick in his face. Her hair smelled like apples.
Ravi grabbed her, and kissed her deeply as his fingers continued to fuck her. Suddenly, the young woman jerked wildly and moaned loudly. Her body quivered, and she came powerfully squirting a clear liquid onto Ravi’s hand. He withdrew and licked his hand, tasting her cum. “Shit, you taste good,” he said.
She stepped back, panting, wetness running down her inner thighs. She looked at him in awe. “How the hell did you do that? Not even my boyfriend makes me cum like that.”
“How big is his cock?”
Ravi laughed. Seven-inches and a dud fuck. He probably thinks he’s great because his girth is just big enough to give her some pleasure. Not realising its luck, not sexual prowess that keeps her coming back. As soon as he does something stupid enough to really upset her, she’ll remember he’s not that great in bed, and dump him, Ravi thought.
“Can your tiny cock make me cum like that? Your cock looks no bigger than a tampon, and I don’t feel them really,” she said, blushing slightly.
The problem with women these days, Ravi thought, is that they think they know everything about sex when most of them don’t know anything. “Look sweetie, I don’t want you thinking small dicks are a waste of time for screwing, because there’s other blokes like me who suffer because of your ‘Bigger is Better’ bullshit. So how about you let me show you what a small cock can do?”
She shrugged, sceptical Ravi’s tiny cock would be able to make her cum. “OK, I’m curious, so I say you show me what you think you can do.”
“If we’re to proceed, you have to shut up and let me do my thing. Understood?”
She smiled weakly. “I’m in your hands. However, I have a condition.”
“No foreplay crap to get me almost there, and finish me with your dicklette. You have to fuck me from start to finish, and I have to cum just from your dick.”
He said sarcastically, “Done, now we aren’t fucking here in the hall are we?”
She grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom, which looked pretty messy. Definitely a student, he thought as he took in her room. The whole apartment looked messy. She pulled the comforter off her bed and stood there awkwardly waiting for him to start. He spotted some dirty panties on the floor, so he picked them up and sniffed the gussets. She giggled, and asked, “You’re a dirty old man, aren’t you?”
“Hey… I’m only fifty, that’s not old. But you’re the one leaving your dirty panties lying around on the floor. Didn’t your mom ever teach you to pick up after yourself?”
He smelled them again, she did smell so good. “So are you going to start, or are you stalling?”
“OK, settle down bitch,” Ravi said.
He pushed her on the bed, she landed on her back. He climbed on the bed and began shoving pillows under her so her vaginal opening aimed toward the mattress, and her head is elevated. She giggled as he prepared her, still feeling sceptical his tiny dickie would have any effect. Ravi positioned himself between her legs, grabbed her below the knees and fell forward bending her knees up toward her chest as he did. His cock pushed against her pussy lips and slid inside. She gasped, surprised at how she felt her pussy wrap around his cock. He actually felt much bigger than she imagined, not quite like her boyfriend but still very good.
Ravi started pumping his hips, making his cock slide in her. He watched her closely as he varied his speed, rhythm, and angle of penetration until he noticed her moan a few times at one combination. Got ya, he thought happily. So keeping that angle of entry going he started to fuck her harder, the effect almost immediate. Her body began to glisten in the light as sweat covered her. Her breathing quickened, her tits jiggled as she bounced to his thrusts.
Ravi asked, “Can you feel it?”
“Oh yes, yes, I can feel it… It feels so good,” she said, and moaned loudly.
Ravi smiled at her. “So this little cock is gonna make you cum, eh?”
“Yes… Yes, I’m gonna cum all over it,” she said between pants.
He continued to fuck her, varying his speed and rhythm while he watched her every response. He felt her begin to contract on his cock, her vagina suddenly got very tight. He knew the sign, and used the cue to start fucking her hard and with speed. His own orgasm now starting to build, his small balls tightening. Suddenly, the young woman’s body jerked and stiffened. She moaned loudly and she clenched her eyes tight shut. Her body writhed on the bed, he could feel her pussy spasm on his cock in peristaltic waves. The sensations got too much for him. He orgasmed, filling her pussy with his semen. They froze in place for a few long seconds of shared orgasmic bliss. He let go of her knees and pulled out, falling onto the bed on his back beside her.
They lay there in silence, panting, basking in their post-orgasmic glow.
“You’re not bad, sweetie,” he said, feeling her tits again.
She sat up on her elbows and looked at him. “Amazing! My boyfriend never makes me cum like that and he’s over twice your size.”
Ravi guffawed. “That’s because he doesn’t know how to fuck.”
“But how is it such a small dick felt as good, no better than a bigger one?”
He sighed. “You can compensate for girth using different positions to tighten your pussy space, and you have to work out her hotspot, of course,” he told her.
She raised her eyebrows. “Hotspot?”
“Yeah, what makes her cum,” Ravi said.
“What’s my hotspot?”
He smiled. “I bet your preferred method of masturbation is fucking yourself with a dildo or vibrator, and not rubbing your button. Am I right?”
She frowned. “Yeah, how did you know that?”
“In the hallway, I learned that your G-Spot is what gets you off. So I stimulated that spot while we fucked, and you came hard.”
She laughed, and asked, “How did you reach my G-Spot with such a tiny dick?”
Ravi had enough now. Surely this woman is fun to fuck, but talking to her and listening to her stupid ignorance frustrated him. Why small dick guys get such a hard time, he thought sadly, is because women are clueless. “Honey, the fucking G-Spot is only two to three-inches inside your vagina on the upper wall. I’m actually perfectly built for stimulating your G-Spot. Big dick guys aren’t, they go right past it. So get a fucking clue.”
He grabbed some of her dirty panties and wiped his cock with them. He started to leave for the hallway, and his clothes, when she asked, “Will you come back? Can we do it again?”
Ravi smiled at her because he knew he wouldn’t be back. She’s a sweet woman in her way, but way too young for him. “Whether we fuck again, I hope you understand that any man who’s a dud root is only that way because he doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing. Not because his dick is too small, or too big, or whatever other fuckin’ stupid reason your little brain devises. That’s all you need to learn from today’s exercise.”
With that, he walked out of her room, dressed, and left. Naturally, he took a few pairs of dirty panties with him. Just for something to remember her by.