Disappointment turned into lessons

Wendy and Fred had met on Tinder a few days ago. They exchanged flirty messages and she invited him over for coffee and... more. Now he was sitting on her couch, sipping a latte, while she fixed her hair in the bathroom.

When Wendy emerged, she smiled at Fred. "So, tell me more about yourself?" she asked playfully. "What do you like to do for fun?"

Fred, trying to play it cool, smirked. "Oh you know, the usual. Hanging out, partying, video games..." He was lying of course. He was a 33 year old virgin who lived with his mom. But he didn't want to seem uncool in front of this hot 22 year old he was into.

Wendy giggled. "Video games huh? Maybe you can beat me at Mario Kart later. But first..." She sauntered over and straddled his lap, her thong riding up her plump ass. "Why don't we get to know each other better..." She leaned in and kissed him deeply, her tongue slipping into his mouth.

Fred let out a muffled moan as she grinded against him. His cock, which was barely a bump in his jeans, twitched feebly. He was already leaking precum, so aroused by this sexy girl who was way out of his league.

Wendy could feel his tiny bulge under her and bit back a smirk. She'd take care of that later. For now, she continued making out with him sloppily until they were both gasping for air.

"Not so fast stud," she teased, sliding off his lap. "Let me get ready for you."

Fred nodded dumbly, too turned on to speak. He watched her sashay to the bedroom, ass swaying hypnotically. His cock was rock hard in his pants, despite being maybe 2 inches long. It curved to the left, looking more like an oversized clit than a real dick.

Fred took off his shirt, revealing his hairless, paunchy torso. He was pathetic - short, pudgy, no muscle, and hung like a baby. But maybe Wendy would still be impressed. He imagined most girls would be grateful a guy paid attention to them at all.

"Come and get it!" Wendy called from the bedroom. Fred hurried in, tripping over his own feet. He found her sitting on the bed in a red lace bra and matching g-string, her neon hair fanned out on the pillow. She looked like a damn anime girl.

Wendy crooked a finger at him. "Strip for me baby. Show me what you got."

Wildly aroused, Fred fumbled with his belt buckle. His cock sprang out, barely clearing his zipper. Wendy's eyes crinkled with amusement around the edges.

"Oh my god," she drawled, holding her stomach. "That is too fucking funny! Is that a clit or are you just happy to see me?"

Fred's face burned with humiliation. He knew he was small, but to be mocked so cruelly by the hottest girl he'd ever been with... it stung.

"Shut up," he mumbled, trying to cover his crotch with his shirt. "I'm just gifted, okay? The girls love it."

"Riiight," Wendy said, rolling her eyes. "Sure, stupid. C'mere."

She crooked a finger and Fred shuffled over, fighting tears. Wendy grabbed his tiny prick and waggled it. "Holy shit, it's not even an inch long! And is it...twitching? Like it has a mind of its own?"

Fred whimpered. Being made fun of like this, after he thought he was about to get laid, was devastating. But then Wendy's lips closed around the head of his micro-penis and he forgot to breathe.

She lapped at the tip and it pulsed, spurting a drop of precum onto her tongue. The taste made her wrinkle her nose. It was bitter and chemical, like the stale cum he'd probably been saving in his nuts for months.

Wendy pulled off with a wet pop. "Wow, it's like a fucking fun sized candy cock. Too bad it's not edible or I'd gulp it down."

She smacked his tiny prick against her cheek and he whined, leaking steadily now. The sensation of her soft skin was almost too much.

"Aww he's dribbling," she cooed mockingly. "Does that mean he's gonna cum soon? I haven't even touched the rest of him yet."

Fred shook his head frantically, face burning. "N-no, I'm not gonna- ah fuck!"

Wendy wrapped her fingers around his shaft, stroking slowly. Her thumb and forefinger met easily around his width. He was so small, like a little mushroom, and she could feel it throbbing in her grip.

"You're gonna blow so fast, aren't you?" she purred. "I've barely touched you and you're already leaking like a faucet. Pathetic."

Fred's balls drew up tight and he groaned brokenly. "Wendy I'm...I'm gonna..."

"Then do it, squirt. Cum for me like a good boy."

She pumped faster and he shuddered, his whole body going tense. Then he was coming, spurting weakly against her palm. It was over in three pulses and she'd barely moved her hand.

Wendy sighed and released his softening microcock. A few drops of pearly jizz clung to her fingers.

"Wow. That's the saddest thing I've ever seen. You came faster than a boy jackin' it for the first time. What a loser."

Fred was blushing furiously, tears pricking his eyes. He'd never been so humiliated in his life. But he was still horny as hell. Even making fun of him hadn't dented his desire for this goddess.

"I-I'm sorry," he stammered. "I'll make it up to you, I swear. I'll do anything you want."

Wendy quirked a brow. "Anything? Even eat my pussy and make me cum? You seem like you'd be pretty bad at it, but I guess it's worth a try. And don't you dare finish before me this time, you hear? If that little thing gets hard again, you better hold it til I'm shaking and screaming. We clear?"

Fred gulped and nodded. "Yes, I'll do a good job, I promise. I'll make you feel so good."

"Oh I doubt that," Wendy said drily. "But go ahead and try. God knows it'll be entertaining to watch you fail."

She laid back and spread her thighs, reaching down to peel off her soaked panties. Her pussy was bare and glistening, the lips puffy and pink.

"Well? Get to it, Casanova. Show me what you got."

Fred shuffled between her legs and I leaned in, knowing this was gonna be a disaster for him. But the pathetic little virgin was too eager to notice. He dove in like he was starving, mouth sliding wetly over my cunt.

"Mmmm yeah, get it baby," Wendy moaned, reaching down to grip his hair. "Eat that pussy like you mean it."

And he did, slurping and sucking with no finesse at all. His tongue was clumsy, lapping at her clit in a way that was more annoying than arousing. Wendy clenched her thighs around his face and humped up, trying to guide him.

"Fuck you're so bad at this," she whimpered, even as her hips undulated. "You're like a virgin. Get your tongue in me, Jesus!"

Fred did as told, shoving his tongue inside her hot cunt. But he just wiggled it around sloppily, not curling up to hit her g-spot or rub her walls.

"Shit, is this really the best you can do?" Wendy groaned, working her hips faster. "Stick your fingers in me at least. You can't 69 me, there's not enough of you to work with!"

Jolted into action, Fred slid two fingers alongside his tongue, pumping clumsily. But he was so inept, he mostly just shoved himself on Wendy's clit while his digits poked around inside her.

She snarled and twisted his hair viciously, guiding his hand. "Like this, you idiot! Rub my clit and curl those fingers, yes!"

Fred whimpered and obeyed, finally giving her something to work with. Within a minute, his novice efforts had her clenching and spasming around his digits, cumming with a cry.

"Ah fuck yes, just like that! Don't fucking stop!"

He didn't, working her through it until she pushed his face away, gasping. He sat back on his heels, face and chin soaked with her juices, looking smug.

"I made you cum," he said. "I did a good job, yeah?"

Wendy rolled her eyes. "Barely. You got lucky. But hey, maybe you can learn."

She sat up and grabbed his drooling cock, giving it a few halfhearted pumps. It was hard again already of course, despite his pathetic orgasm.

"Let's see if you can do better this time," she purred. "But don't you dare cum before you get me off again. And if you do, I'm kicking your sorry ass out. You got that?"

Fred nodded anxiously, his little dick pulsing in her grip. Wendy laid back and spread herself with two fingers. "Come on then. Eat me out like you actually know what you're doing. And don't make me wait."

Determined to impress her, Fred dived between her thighs again, slurping and sucking with renewed enthusiasm. He definitely had a lot to learn, but with Wendy teaching him what she liked, maybe he could get better with time.

It'd be fun breaking in the virgin beta boi, molding him into the perfect pussy ****. And who knows, maybe he'd grow a few inches with all the action he was about to get. Though probably not. He was tiny for a reason.

For now though, Wendy focused on riding his face, guiding his eager mouth and fingers in all the right ways. He'd have to go all night at this rate. Such a loser. But she was gonna enjoy training him into her personal fucktoy.