1. wide tells s****r


    Date: 11/13/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: smallguy2014, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the world, and I could feel my face turning red, and my cock hardening. Soon after I had to leave for a while, leaving the siblings alone. When I got back, Stacey had left to visit her parents. I sat down with Linda and we made small talk for a while. I then quietly I asked her: "Um, were you dropping a hint to Stacey today about... err... my size?" Linda smiled. "I wondered when you would mention that. Of course I was. Is that a problem, Little one?" She laughed, using one of her 'pet' names for me, and then added: "In fact, after you left, Stacey actually asked me if you were lacking in the cock department - so she definitely got the hint!" "Jesus! She really asked you that?" I asked incredulously. "Yes. Naturally, I didn't want to embarrass you, Honey... but I couldn't lie to my big s****r now, could I?" Linda smiled her wide, wicked smile again. She had taken on her 'teasing little bitch' demeanor, and was relishing it. I gulped: "What did you tell her?" The topic of the conversation - my cock - seemed to sense where the conversation was heading, and was cheerfully arising. "I told her you were a little..." she left the statement hang for a meaningful few seconds, "...small, honey". My heart thumped. "Actually?" Linda added softly. "Stacey said that she'd seen you at the beach last year in those tight swimming trunks, and she kinda noticed that you were a little... ahem... underpowered." Linda's eyes sparkled as she reached for her drink. "Oh my God!" I groaned. My cock, ...
    however, reacted joyously to the lewd news that its status was under attack, and was - conversely - standing at full mast inside of my shorts. Linda sipped her drink and giggled, and smiled her wicked teasing little smile. God, she was loving this! "It's okay, Baby", she said. "I told Stacey that four inches was enough for me..." "Four inches?" I barked. "Jesus, I'm a little over five inches, Linda!" "Oh! Are you? Hmm, I told Stacey you were four inches... whoops! Anyway - what difference does an inch make?" "In this case, it makes a twenty-five percent difference!" Linda grinned. "Well, no matter. Stacey won't treat you any different just because she now knows you have a little four-inch cock - five-inch cock, I mean! Speaking of which..." she added with a grinning downward glance at my crotch. "The lil' fella doesn't seem to mind!" I looked down to see a tent in my shorts. Linda giggled. I groaned softly again. "Did you talk about anything else?" I asked, half fearful, and half expectant. Linda tilted her head quizzically. "Well... I shouldn't tell you this - but Stacey was kinda shocked. She told me that she'd never slept with a guy who was that small. She kept on asking me how you could satisfy me..." Linda leaned over and began stroking my upper thigh - maddeningly close to my throbbing cock, but not close enough to touch it through my shorts. "And what did you tell her?" I asked breathlessly. "I told her that you are very good with your hot little tongue." Linda purred. ...