First Blowjob Goes Wrong

It was a warm spring evening, and the air was thick with anticipation as I made my way over to Takagi-san's house. She had invited me over for a "special surprise" - her words, not mine - and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness in my stomach. As I knocked on her door, I heard her sweet, playful voice calling out for me to come in.

I opened the door to find her standing there, wearing a short, black skirt and a revealing, red top that showed off just enough cleavage to make my heart race. She had a sultry smile on her face, and her eyes seemed to glow in the dim light of her room. "Ah, Nishimura-kun," she said, her voice dripping with honey, "you're finally here."

I followed her into her room, my gaze drawn irresistibly to her smooth, toned legs as she walked. The room was decorated in soft, pastel colors, with a few tasteful pieces of art on the walls. There was a distinct aroma in the air, something sweet and intoxicating that made my head spin.

Takagi-san led me over to her bed, her movements seductive and confident. She sat down on the edge of the mattress and patted the spot next to her, inviting me to sit down. As I obeyed, my heart began to race even faster. She leaned in close to me, her breath hot against my ear, and whispered, "I've been wanting to do this for so long..."

Before I could react, she reached down and unbuttoned my pants, sliding them off along with my boxers. My breath hitched as she took in my exposed lower half, her eyes widening slightly before she looked back up at me with a mixture of surprise and disappointment. "Oh...," she murmured, her fingers tracing the outline of my penis. It was then that I realized my mistake; I had never asked her what she meant by "special surprise." In my eagerness, I had assumed the worst.

"I-is there something wrong?" I stammered, feeling a sting of embarrassment spread through my body.

Takagi-san looked at me with a mix of pity and amusement. "Well, Nishimura-kun, it's just that... your penis is really small."

Small? I felt my face flush with anger and humiliation. "What do you mean, it's small?" I snapped, my voice laced with defensiveness. "It's perfectly fine!"

But even as I spoke, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of self-doubt. Takagi-san's words had struck a nerve, and I couldn't help but wonder if maybe she was right. I looked down at my exposed lower half, wishing the ground would swallow me up. "Well...," she began, her tone gentle but firm, "it's just that I've been wanting to give you your first blow job, and I thought... well, you know."

She reached out and took my hand, guiding it to her mouth. I could feel her warm, soft breath against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "But if it's going to make you feel bad... I guess we could just forget about it," she said, her voice laced with regret.

I couldn't believe what she was saying. After all the teasing and taunting she had given me over the years, she was going to back out now? "No, no, it's fine," I insisted, trying to muster up some bravado. "I mean, if you really want to... I'd be honored."

She said "sorry your penis is too small look it's smaller than my pinky' she laugh while wiggling her pinky finger.

I felt embarrassed and angry, but I didn't want to make things worse. I **** a laugh and said, "Oh, come on, Takagi-san. You know that's not true." I tried to sound confident, but even to my own ears, it came out as more of a whimper.

She raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. "Oh really?" she drawled. "Let's see, then." She stood up and walked over to her dresser, opening the top drawer. Inside, I could see a collection of various-sized objects. She pulled out a ruler and held it up, measuring it against her own pinky finger. "Ah, yes. My pinky is about this big." She held the ruler next to my penis, and even though it was mostly hidden by her hand, I could see that it didn't quite reach.

My cheeks flushed hotter, and I felt my stomach churn with embarrassment. "Takagi-san," I managed to **** out, "I know it's not a lot, but I'm still a virgin. I've never been with anyone before. You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"No you got a penis of a babies why would I suck that wait till I tell the girls about your tiny penis' she laughed.

My face felt like it was on fire. I couldn't believe she was saying these things to me. I'd never felt so humiliated in my life. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. I looked up at her, tears welling up in my eyes, and tried to gather the courage to say something, but all that came out was a pathetic whimper.

Takagi-san smiled cruelly, her eyes sparkling with malice. "Oh, don't be like that, Nishimura-kun. I was only teasing you." She laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that cut through me like a knife. "But since you're so eager to have me suck on your little weenie, I suppose I could humor you."

She knelt down in front of me, taking my hands and placing them on her head. "You know," she continued, her voice low and seductive, "I've always wondered what it would be like to have such a tiny cock in my mouth. It's like a little piece of me, isn't it?" Her breath fanned across my exposed flesh, sending shivers down my spine.

I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I tried my best to ignore it. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of her warm, soft lips closing around me, her tongue swirling around the head of my penis. It felt incredible, despite her taunts.

I cummed.

She said "wow not only you got a tiny weenie now you can't last long wow your a loser".

She get her phone out and take pictures of my tiny soft covered in cum penis and said "wait the girls see this in school tomorrow loser bye" while wiggling her pinky finger.

I felt a mixture of anger, humiliation, and betrayal as I lay there, trying to catch my breath. I couldn't believe that Takagi-san had just done that to me. Not only had she mocked me for my small size, but she had also recorded it all on her phone to show the rest of the school. It felt like a knife had been driven into my heart, twisting with every new cut.

As she left the room, I heard her laughter echoing down the hallway. It was a cruel, mocking sound that seemed to follow me everywhere. I knew that I'd never live this down, and that the other students would have a field day with the pictures she'd taken. I felt like a pathetic, worthless piece of trash, and there was no escaping it.