When confronted with a leprechaun...  

monopoly35 37M
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5/22/2006 7:37 am

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When confronted with a leprechaun...


Let's not beat around the bush, no matter how trimmed, juicy or arousing it looks.

This is not a tale for the faint of heart, especially when they're males...this is a tale of horror, a tale that will destroy all my chances of ever meeting a sexy, sensual woman, ready to please & tease.

This is a tale of a tiny pecker...

First of all, like all normal males, I constantly act as if a giant, promising secret is hidden inside my trousers. I plant mental seeds in the heads of all that talk to me, and soon images start to grow. Long, big veins clawing their way up a mighty pole, big enough to cover my room in shadow, to block all artificial light.

The truth, however, is as far removed from this dreamscape as humanly possible. I am, in fact, the leprechaun-man, I am the tiny-peckered one...and whenever a woman really deserves a let-down, I am called upon. I run to the nearest phonebooth to change my clothes...

Looking like a stud, with fire in my eyes and witty remarks, I approach the woman I am supposed to approach, and I seduce her...drinks, jokes, sensitive comments and naughty questions. She's starting to get aroused, and the empty coconut-shell, strategically hidden in my pair of 'casual-yet-trendy' jeans, does the rest...

We always walk home, arms embracing, and tongues entwined...sometimes, I rub my jeans-covered coconut against her inner thighs, and she is about to explode. Her tiny g-string is soaking in her own fluids, and her swollen, incarnadined lips are heavily contracting, eagerly awaiting what they think will be the cock to end all cocks.

Then, just when she's unable to restrain herself any longer, I unbuckle, open my fly, let the coconut drop to the floor, and confront her with my leprechaun. It's minuscule body, it's pale, tiny head and overall limp composure drive her mad. Whatever she does, she is not able to get more than two inches out of it.

Why do I do it? Husbands without self-confidence pay good money. The woman usually hurries home and, since being confronted with a 2 inch, suddenly stares in awe at her hubbies cock, give him the evening of a life-time.

And me? What about my desires? Well, I'm sure that, at the end of the rainbow, my leprechaun will find its satisfaction...

rm_sheriluv71 47F

5/22/2006 10:25 am

Hope you can hook up with someone who doesn't mind your lying
about the size of your dick ...... or at least someone who happens
to LIKE small dicks .......
me , I hate when a guy lies about being well - hung , then when he
takes his pants off , ya get a vienna sausage . I DO like a big
dick , becuz I get off better , but occasionally I will fuck someone
whose cock is not huge ....... IF they are not dishonest about it , &
know how to please me in other ways , also .....


monopoly35 replies on 5/22/2006 12:24 pm:
Thx for your reply...

I hope you realised this was fiction of course...

I hope it didn't make my name as '2 inch'-man

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