Mr 2.5"

Look! I'm not a size-queen. Really... I'm not. I don't need a nine-inch dick, let alone a twelve-inch monster, to satisfy me. All I need is an average length penis with average girth to fill me up pleasantly and wonderfully. I don't need an extra large instrument to literally prise me apart... I'm serious!

That said, I finally discovered the limits of my tolerance. The lower limits, that is! I went to bed with a 6'2" tall, relatively big-sized white guy and discovered, when I unzipped his trousers, .... surprise! surprise! 2.5 inches! Hard! And no thicker than a 20 sen coin! And very veiny at that!

So... let me tell you what I learnt:

(1) It's not pleasant sucking on a short hard veiny dick. It was like sucking on a dry tree branch instead of a luscious, healthy, meaty body part - think an extra thick pencil! And because it was so small, there was quite a bit of extra room in my mouth. I started to wonder why bother?!? There was almost nothing to suck on...!

(2) You know how some people say that the difference between a small and a big dick is a tickle and a fuck?!? Well... it's true! He slipped it inside and like Samantha (of Sex & the City), I went: "is that it?!?" And when he pumped me, my brain started thinking: "Is that a finger rubbing me inside?!? I'm not feeling what I should be feeling...!" I let him fuck me twice just to be sure I wasn't imagining things... but I quickly sent him home after that.

Lesson learnt? Never go to bed with a man who has less than 5 inches unless all we end up doing is have him suck me off!