Matter of Sizebyedrider73©
Many thanks to bythewx for first editing and improving this story.
Grateful thanks to ScarletFrost and Dowageroftwo for challenging the writer with corrections and ideas that made it better. ScarletFrost is also an accomplished Literotica author who writes sensual/consensual tales of female domination, bobcat-boys, vampires, woman pirates, wolverines and happy slaves.
"This sure went in a weird direction," said Selma.
"What do you mean?" said Minx.
"I mean, when we started, we were all complaining about our husbands," Selma said, "and each of us was saying how no matter what we said or did, they never changed. We could nag them or be really nice or give them great sex, but nothing worked."
"What's weird about that?" asked Dora.
"Because while we were bitching, we all said they were more responsible now than when we married them and were doing things they never did before. We all appreciate how our husbands have changed, even while we wish they would change even more."
"I suppose I should be grateful, but I'm still frustrated," said Haley.
"Maybe this means we just need to be patient," said Audrey. "We're lucky to have good men, and there's nothing they can't change if they decide to."
"I guess you're right," said Laurie.
They were sitting around a table at Denny's. The lunch crowd had gone and most of the dishes had been cleared from their table. Nobody had anything to add to what Laurie had said, so the table was quiet for a moment, until a strange smile came over Selma's face and she whispered something in Dora's ear. Dora laughed, and everybody looked at her.
"Tell the rest of us," said Minx. "No secrets!"
"I can't," said Selma. "It's an in joke. Not everybody here would get it."
"Then you can explain it," said Haley. "I can see you're dying to tell us."
"It's something from high school, isn't it?" said Audrey, who didn't move to town and meet her best girlfriends until college. The others had all grown up together.
That's when Minx and Haley and Laurie looked at each other and at Selma and Dora, and they all began laughing.
"Why are you all looking away from me?" said Audrey. "You all get the joke except me. It's not fair. Tell me."
The others tried to keep straight faces, but giggling and laughter kept breaking out. "I not going to tell her," said Minx. "I love you, Audrey, and this is mean. I don't want to make you cry."
"Oh shut up, Minx," said Selma. "She already knows, and she obviously doesn't care. I'm going to give her a hint."
"No!" said Dora, Haley, Laurie and Minx, almost in unison, trying to control their giggles.
"It's about what you said about men," said Selma, "that there's nothing they can't change if they have the right motivation. Well, there are some things they can't change."
"Like what?" asked Audrey.
"I mean, yes, they can change those things, but not without surgery," said Selma. "Do you get it now?" The other women began giggling again.
"What are you talking about?" said Audrey.
"You know," said Selma.
Minx managed to control herself and tried to sound serious. "That's enough, Selma," she said.
Audrey was quietly thinking. There was a puzzled expression on her face. Finally, she spoke.
"All I can think of is it's something to do with Jasper. But I don't get it. You're going to have to spell it out, I'm afraid."
"Oh, Audrey, I'm so sorry," said Minx. She turned to the others and spoke in a scolding voice. "I told you she was sensitive about it," she said. "But you don't care about her feelings as long as you can have a laugh."
"I wish I knew what I was sensitive about," said Audrey. "I can't think of anything you could say that would upset me except if you attacked my kids. Would you please tell me."
"Maybe she's in denial," said Dora.
"No, she's not," said Laurie. "She just can't imagine everyone in our class knows about Jasper. We're building this up all out of proportion. It's no biggie. Omigod, did I just say that?" She and the others began giggling again while Audrey looked at them in frustration.
"OK," said Minx. "That's enough. Audrey, we're talking about Jasper's equipment. We all know how tiny he is. That's what Selma meant about men not being able to change some things without surgery."
Audrey still looked puzzled. She seemed to be processing what Minx had just said. They waited for her reaction. Finally, she spoke.
"Let me get this straight," she said. "You all know about the size of Jasper's cock. Is that what I just heard?"
"Yes," said Minx, "but that's not important. You've never complained, so it's obvious that you're happy. Nothing else matters. I hope you forgive us. It's one of those silly high school memories that nobody ever forgets.
"Wait a second," said Audrey. "You said that everybody in your high school class also knows."
"Yes," said Dora. "Once a secret like that is out, it spreads like wildfire. Jasper took a lot of ribbing. None of us ever made fun of him in public, but I heard some other girls tormenting him, and I'm ashamed to say that I stood there and listened without saying anything."
"Me, too," said Minx. "I should have stepped in a few times, but I was really feeling awkward in high school and didn't want to do anything that drew attention to me."
"I was always surprised by how Jasper reacted," said Haley. "He hasn't changed a bit in that way, Audrey. He's still the same, always cool as a cucumber. No matter what happens, he's always positive, always smiling. I never heard any guys bother him, but whenever a girl would pick on him and bring up his size, he had this mysterious smile. Sometimes, it made the girl angry, because she wanted him to be embarrassed or humiliated, and she would get really abusive. But he just kept on smiling. You would have been proud of him."
"That's right," said Minx. "I remember that, too."
"Me, too," said Dora.
"Me, too," echoed Laurie and Selma.
"OK," said Audrey. "I think I'm starting to understand. Are you saying that everybody in high school thought Jasper had a tiny cock?"
"I wouldn't say that," said Haley, "but I think almost everyone in the senior class knew."
"How did they find out?" said Audrey. "Who was the one who started the rumor?"
The other women looked at each other and at Audrey. "I'm sorry, Audrey," said Selma. "I don't think any of us wanted it to go this far. All of us found out for ourselves, so for us it wasn't any rumor."
"So you all slept with Jasper in high school," said Audrey.
"But only one time," said Minx. The others chimed in that they had also only slept with Jasper once.
"And that's when you discovered that his cock was smaller than what you were used to?" said Audrey. "You had no idea before that?"
"Oh no!" said Laurie. "We all knew before we had sex with him. And I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I was only with two guys before Jasper. We all talked about this at your bachelorette party after you and the others went to bed and we kept on drinking. None of us had more than two or three boyfriends in our senior year. But Jasper was so much smaller than any of them. We all remember how little it looked."
"If you knew beforehand, why did you have sex with him?" said Audrey.
The others began giggling again. "We were just silly 18-year-olds," said Selma. "We were dying of curiosity."
"We're much more mature now," said Minx. That got them all laughing so hard that two of them rushed off to the ladies room.
When they were all sitting at the table again and calmed down, Audrey said, "So you didn't sleep around that much, but each of you had sex one time with Jasper. That means he slept with five different girls in his senior year, but only once."
"Oh there were others," said Laurie.
"Really," said Audrey. "How many?"
"I don't know," said Laurie, "but I remember talking about how small he was with a few friends on the song leading squad. Each of them told me she had had sex with him once."
"I didn't know you were a song leader," said Audrey, "but I should have guessed it. All of you are so cute. Were you all song leaders?"
"No," said Minx. "Dora and I were cheerleaders."
"And the rest of you were song leaders," said Audrey.
"Except for me," said Selma.
"But you're so cute," said Audrey. "How come you weren't chosen?"
"I didn't go out," said Selma. "I was too busy studying."
"Of course," said Audrey, "you're Miss Brainy. Let me guess. You were in the honor society with Jasper."
"That's right," said Selma.
"Did you talk about Jasper with any other girls in the honor society?" asked Audrey.
"I know what you're asking," said Selma. "Yes, there were some other girls who were curious about him. If you're a scientist, you want to personally observe the specimen.
"And there were some other cheerleaders, too," said Minx. "Wow! Audrey, you've uncovered a whole new side of Jasper. He sure made the most of what little he has."
"Hmmmm," said Audrey.
"You don't sound angry at all," said Minx. "I'm so glad."
"It all happened long before you met Jasper, anyway," said Haley.
"I'm not angry," said Audrey, "but I've got a lot of questions. When each of you had sex with him, did he let you examine him? Did you measure it and then measure your other boyfriends? How did it feel with such a tiny thing inside of you, or did you feel anything? Did you ask him out to trick him into showing it to you? Is this too embarrassing for you to talk about?"
When she finished speaking, the other women looked at each other without saying anything, and then there were more gales of laughter. When it got quiet again, most of them were out of breath.
"I'm sorry," said Haley. "But when you asked if we are embarrassed to talk about it -- we've been talking about every detail for years. I think we've memorized every second we were with Jasper. He really made an impression on all of us."
"Then you don't mind telling me?" asked Audrey.
"You're not going to use it against him, are you?" said Minx. "You're so calm. You must be a volcano underneath?"
"No," said Audrey. "Like I said, I'm just curious. He never told me any of this, but when I tell him I found out, I think we'll have a good laugh about it. So who goes first?"
They looked at each other and laughed again.
"The funny thing is that after we told each other about our dates with Jasper, we found out that they were almost identical," said Dora.
"I can't remember who told about her date first, but we were rolling on the floor, because each of us could pick up the story at any point and tell exactly what happened next. Jasper has a great sense of humor, but not much imagination."
"Really?" said Audrey.
"I think Selma should tell you," said Laurie. "She tells it best. I vote for Selma."
The others agreed that Selma should tell the story. Selma seemed flattered. She was beaming. "OK," she said, turning to Audrey and taking her hands. "But I want you to understand that no matter what I tell you, I have a lot of respect for Jasper and you and what you've built together. Promise me you won't hold this against me, or Jasper."
"I promise," said Audrey.
"OK," said Selma. "I promise you, Audrey, this is the true story. It happened in January, right after I had been dumped by a boy named Ralph over the holidays. I had heard the rumors about Jasper, and someone had once pointed him out, but I didn't know him. He must have known Ralph, though, because he knew about the break-up almost as soon as my girlfriends did.
"He came up to me at lunch and said he had heard that I had broken up with Ralph and wanted to tell me he was sorry. I felt strange and said thanks.
"He asked me if I would meet him for coffee after school across the street, and I asked him why. He said that he had something he wanted to tell me in private. I told him I didn't even know him, and he said he thought I'd be interested in what he had to say. Then he said he'd be waiting for me if I chose to show up. The last thing he said was, 'See you there,' and then he walked away.
"I couldn't concentrate on school the rest of the afternoon because I was dying of curiosity.
"After some small talk, he asked me if I knew anything about him. I blushed, and he said that's what he wanted to talk to me about. He flattered me and told me every guy in school thought I was hot and stared at me just like he did. He said when he heard about Ralph and me splitting, he wanted to cheer me up but knew he was the last person I'd think of talking to. What could he possibly do to make me forget my blues?
"So he was offering me the only thing nobody else could. He told me it was really little and whenever a girl sees it, she starts laughing. He said no matter what her mood is, she brightens up. She plays with it and asks questions. If she wants to know what it feels like inside, he's happy to show her. Afterwards, he asks her if she felt anything, and usually her answer is she isn't sure, and that makes her laugh some more.
"He told me that sometimes a girl says things that are unkind and then apologizes, but he always tells her that he's heard everything and doesn't mind a bit as long as he can make her laugh and forget her troubles.
"He suggested that I let him show me Saturday night. We'd go to a nice hotel room, and he'd make me forget Ralph. He promised to pleasure me until I was in ecstasy. If that didn't work, I'd laugh so much while he was trying that I'd be happy anyway.
"I was stunned, as you can imagine. I told him thanks for his good intentions, but what he was suggesting was so bizarre that it creeped me out. I said that I felt sorry for him, and he should see a therapist who could help him deal with his problem. The last thing he should do is something that would make him feel even more humiliated.
"He thanked me for my consideration and then asked if I had ever seen a tiny cock on a man. He asked if I remembered how big Ralph was, and I felt my face getting red. 'If Ralph's thing was as big as my pinkie, you would be laughing right now,' he said.
"He asked me to look at his feet and stuck them out from under the table for a second. He said his feet were really small for his size and I must have heard what that meant, and if not, I should look it up."
"He kept coming up with more reasons for me to agree. I could tell that he was reciting them by heart. He said I might never meet someone who looks like him again. He told me I could imagine he was Ralph and work through some of my anger by humiliating him. He said he might cry if I was cruel enough, but that we'd laugh about it afterward. He asked me if he struck me as being depressed?
"I said no, but I still couldn't do it.
"He asked me if I wasn't even a little curious, and I told him, of course I was, just like any girl would be, but that didn't make it right to do to him what he was suggesting.
"Then he asked how I felt right then.
"I told him fine, and he said he would bet that during our conversation, I hadn't thought about Ralph once except when he brought him up. I admitted that I hadn't.
"He told me that proved his point. He'd managed to make me forget about Ralph just by talking about his offer.
"He said that maybe I was thinking that afterward he'd bother me, but he swore that he would never call me and if we ran into each other and I said something to him, he'd be polite but cool.
"He said it would be a one-time thing, and he would never tell anyone what happened, but if I wanted to tell people, he didn't care who I told.
"Then he said to prove he was telling the truth, he was going to leave and would never call me or tell anyone about our conversation. He gave me a piece of paper with an address and a number on it and said that was the address and the room of the hotel where he'd be Saturday night at 7 o'clock in case I changed my mind.
"I said thank you and left. I knew that I would never go to that hotel. But of course, I kept wondering what his little thing looked like. I imagined myself playing with it and laughing at him and making him cry. And Saturday night, I knocked at the door.
"He opened it and said hello, and when I came inside, he shut the door and grabbed me and gave me a big French kiss. It was a great kiss, but I got angry and pushed him away and even slapped his face. I asked him what that was all about and told him I wasn't there to have sex with him. I just wanted to see it and leave.
"He said that I must have misunderstood. He was going to show it to me, but it was going to be the climax of his performance, not the side show. First he wanted to arouse me and give me so much pleasure that it would drive all the unhappy thoughts from my mind. Then would come the presentation and all the laughter and humiliation, and finally, only if I wanted, I could find out how it felt inside me. He said that he apologized if he didn't spell this out clearly, but he wouldn't be angry if I left now.
"I was upset, but I didn't leave. I sat on the couch looking at him, and my mind was spinning. Was he tricking me into some strange sex game? He made no move to come closer to me. Then he got up and went to the door and said that he was sorry and I probably wanted to go.
"That's when I realized that he had tricked me, but that I wanted to be tricked. I wanted to see his little thing and make fun of it. Knowing he tricked me would make it easier for me to humiliate him without any misgivings. I would think of how Ralph had humiliated me and pretend Jasper was Ralph. I got up and went over to one of the chairs and started taking off my clothes with my back to him.
"I saw him walk over to another chair and turn his back to me and do the same thing. I smiled as I watched him. No matter what he had told me, he still wasn't eager for me to see it. I tried to look at it as we got into bed, but he kept trying to hide it. "In a couple of minutes, though, I stopped thinking about it. I wasn't thinking about anything except how I was feeling like I never felt before. I'm sure I don't need to tell you, Audrey. I guess to make up for his shortcomings in one area, Jasper became a master of everything else. Never before or since has a man used his lips, his mouth, his tongue, his hands and everything else the way Jasper did. He gave me pleasure so intense that I began crying from sheer happiness.
"After he brought me to a couple of orgasms, the only thing missing was something in my vagina. I told him to put it in. He asked if I was sure.
"I said, 'Yes, goddammit! Put in right now!'
I was burning up with lust. He put it in and started moving it slowly. I yelled for him to go faster and kept yelling until his body was pounding mine really hard. As he did, I felt another orgasm washing over me. I don't know how many I had, but one time, I heard him, and he was coming with me.
"We both collapsed and lay there. My mind was a blank for a while as I was trying to get my breath back. I began thinking about his cock again and how it had felt. I tried hard, but I couldn't remember. I had been too caught up to notice it. I told him I wanted to see it.
"He told me he had a rubber on and was going to the bathroom to wash up first. He was in there for a long time. I was wondering if he was regretting what he had promised and would try to frustrate me. But then he came out and lay down in the middle of the bed. I got up and turned on the lights. He asked me what I was doing, and I told him I wanted a good look.
"It was just like he had said. I couldn't help laughing. He tried to pretend it didn't bother him, but I could tell he wasn't comfortable. I poked and pulled and flicked and squeezed, and I got a little carried away. He asked me a couple of times to take it easy. I was thinking of Ralph, and I wanted to hurt him, but then I came to my senses.
"We didn't say much while we were getting dressed, and before we left, I told him that I had a great time. I told him that I was sure he'd find a girlfriend who didn't care about his weakness, because otherwise he was a fabulous lover.