Ch. 05: May till July
In order to spare you, the reader, some time in digesting my little tale, I will attempt to compress the events of the next six months. The easiest way to do this is to simply write down the major events of each month - May through until October - in a kind of diary style, and to add any other items of interest.
May 2005:
My cock length: 5 5/16ths inches
Loss: 3/16ths of an inch
Nothing much altered this month. I didn't so much as get a peek at my cock at all, as usual. Kylie was still refining her methods of taunt and tease, and she began to use subtler methods to increase my titillation. She also seemed a little friskier than usual, and my tongue now visited and satisfied her juicy slit with increasing regularity.
When she measured me at the end of the month, I had shrunk to five and five-sixteenths of an inch. Kylie intensified her lecherous teasing at the discovery of the loss of more length, and some of her comments as I made trembling love to her were as follows:
"Mmm, you know something, Needle-dick? It's not as big as last time! I can really tell now that you aren't as big as you were a few months ago!"
"C'mon! Fuck me! Is that the best you can do with that miniature fucking dick of yours? Are you sure it's even in?"
"You really are getting to be a real Pin-dick, aren't you? Jesus Christ, how small will you be next month?"
"You had better please me with your little cock, or I will seriously think about finding someone who will!"
"Maybe I should start cutting back how often I unlock you! Maybe once every two weeks instead of once a week!"
And the Coup-de-Gras:
"Do you realise that yours is now the smallest cock I have ever had in my pussy? Just over five fucking inches! If you had showed that to me when we first met, I would have pissed myself laughing at you!"
*****
June 2005:
My cock length: 5 1/16th inches
Loss: 1/4 inch
This month Kylie decided to up the ante; One weeknight she asked me to please her. I dutifully began sliding downward so that I could orally worship her delicious pussy, but she stopped me. Smiling a faint smile, she opened a drawer in her bedside cabinet and handed me a cardboard box. I gulped as I read:
"Magic Flesh - XL Cock,
Extra soft
Virtually realistic material!
Bigger & better than the Real Thing!
2 AA batteries required"
I glanced up at my wife. "A vibrator?"
She grinned and me and nodded.
"How big is it?"
"Eight and a half inches, Lover. You think that will fill me up?" Kylie giggled.
I opened the box, and slid out the clear plastic tray. Lying inside was a large dildo that did, in fact, look and feel very realistic. Jesus, it even had veins!
"I already put the batteries in, Lover. Fresh energizers, actually!" She chuckled again. "The switch is in the base. Just rotate it, and we are in business."
I have to say that there is nothing as maddening erotic and titillating when your cock is locked away than to use a vibrator on your partner! Kylie got me to lick her first and to lube the fake cock with her secretions, and then to slowly slide it inside her. Kylie then asked me to switch it on. The dildo pulsed into life with a soft buzz, and Kylie let out a slow moan:
"Oh, God! That feels so fucking good! Jesus, it's so big! Fuck me with it, Lover! Slide it deep inside me!"
For the next thirty minutes the large dildo explored parts of my wife that I never had, and never would. Kylie had numerous orgasms, and she had me lick her clit as I slowly worked the massive object in and out of her pussy. She made sure to let me know just how big it was, and how it filled her completely.
When her last orgasm subsided, she wickedly made me lick the dildo clean of her juices.
The dildo became a regular part of our weeknight play, and it always gave me a shuddering hard-on to see and hear Kylie climax as a long, thick cock (albeit a silicone one) was wedged deep inside her pussy.
*****
July 2005:
My cock length: 4 3/4 inches
Loss: 5/16ths inches.
During our sessions on Saturday nights when I wasn't to be measured, Kylie had realised that she could engage in what I came to call 'fishing'. She would masturbate me very slowly and softly in the darkened room, and she would 'fish' by outlining various new scenarios to enhance our little game (usually involving her teasing and/or humiliating me in some manner about my dwindling cock). She would then gauge my response to see if the idea stimulated me or not.
For example, one night she softly suggested that in summer that we go to a crowded beach, and that I wear a tight pair of bathing trunks that hid very little. "And it will hide very little!" Kylie added wickedly. She lecherously assured me that most women on the beach would, at some stage or another, surreptitiously check out my small package, stifling smirks and giggles behind their hands as they eyed my meager equipment with pitying amusement.
Another example was to tell me that we would enter a pharmacy separately but simultaneously, as if we were strangers. Kylie would then get me to seek out the prettiest female shop assistant I could find whilst Kylie hovered close by, ostensibly browsing the shelves. I would then have to ask the pretty shop assistant for condoms in 'small' or 'slim' size. Kylie would then look at me and giggle loudly, and she bet me that even if the shop assistant didn't giggle herself, then she would at least not be able to hold back a colluding smirk.
A further proposal was that she would have me shave off all of my pubic hair, and then she would take me to a female tattooist, and have her tattoo the words "Kylie's little toy" directly above my member.
Kylie's lurid imagination startled me, and she would then assess my reaction to each lewd and sometimes downright evil suggestion; and any that aroused me more than usual were stored away to be used later on
One scenario she outlined was that the next time she got together with her clique of friends, and the talk got around to male genitalia (as Kylie assured me it sometimes did), then she had better keep her lip zipped in case she 'accidentally' mentioned my size. "Or lack of size, in your case." Kylie added with a teasing chuckle.
My heart did a double-thump hearing this. I was stunned to discover that the notion of Kylie telling some of her girlfriends about my diminishing cock was a massive turn-on. In my mind's eye, I pictured Kylie sat with her sexy elder sister, Michelle, and a bitchy but very hot little blonde named Kym. The trio were giggling and making snippety comments about my size.
Kylie, her senses now razor-sharp to anything that turned my crank, must have felt me tense or felt my hard cock pulse in her hand, because she added: "Then again, maybe they will enjoy hearing about my little man at home, hmm? I bet Kym or Cynthia or Michelle have never seen a cock under five inches!" Kylie laughed softly. I uttered a sharp involuntary moan, and I knew that Kylie was taking my reaction onto account. I wondered what use she was going to make of it.
The last Saturday night in July duly arrived, and Kylie, as usual, told me to close my eyes and wait as she measured.
Her sharp gasp made me jump.
"Oh my God!" she whispered. "Lover? This may come as a shock for you - but your once mighty six and a half inch cock has now shrunk to a paltry four and three-quarter inches! And I do have to tell you that it has also thinned a lot, as well!"
Her statement had the strangest effect: a large trickle of pre-cum ooze from the eye of my cock, followed by a fair amount of watery semen. Kylie glanced down at my weakly erupting tool and grinned: "Aww, does that news excite you baby? That you cock is now in the four-inch range? Let's see how well you can fuck me with that little thing!"
Almost in a sexual daze I shakily mounted her. Her warm thighs cupped my hips as I sought to enter her. She reached down to grasp me, and stifled a giggle. I nearly moaned as I looked into her pretty face, to see the wicked taunting leer.
My shrunken cock slipped easily into her slit. I was staggered to feel how loose she felt now. The walls of her pussy seemed to barely graze my cock, and Kylie's jeering laugh only excited me even more. I began thrusting into her urgently.
Kylie looked up at me. Her face was flushed with excitement. "How does that feel, Mr. Four-inch? I know how it feels from my side - and I have to tell you that you had better fuck me hard and fast if you want me to get anything out of it! What a tiny, useless Pin-dick!"
I climaxed seconds later.
May 2005:
My cock length: 5 5/16ths inches
Loss: 3/16ths of an inch
Nothing much altered this month. I didn't so much as get a peek at my cock at all, as usual. Kylie was still refining her methods of taunt and tease, and she began to use subtler methods to increase my titillation. She also seemed a little friskier than usual, and my tongue now visited and satisfied her juicy slit with increasing regularity.
When she measured me at the end of the month, I had shrunk to five and five-sixteenths of an inch. Kylie intensified her lecherous teasing at the discovery of the loss of more length, and some of her comments as I made trembling love to her were as follows:
"Mmm, you know something, Needle-dick? It's not as big as last time! I can really tell now that you aren't as big as you were a few months ago!"
"C'mon! Fuck me! Is that the best you can do with that miniature fucking dick of yours? Are you sure it's even in?"
"You really are getting to be a real Pin-dick, aren't you? Jesus Christ, how small will you be next month?"
"You had better please me with your little cock, or I will seriously think about finding someone who will!"
"Maybe I should start cutting back how often I unlock you! Maybe once every two weeks instead of once a week!"
And the Coup-de-Gras:
"Do you realise that yours is now the smallest cock I have ever had in my pussy? Just over five fucking inches! If you had showed that to me when we first met, I would have pissed myself laughing at you!"
*****
June 2005:
My cock length: 5 1/16th inches
Loss: 1/4 inch
This month Kylie decided to up the ante; One weeknight she asked me to please her. I dutifully began sliding downward so that I could orally worship her delicious pussy, but she stopped me. Smiling a faint smile, she opened a drawer in her bedside cabinet and handed me a cardboard box. I gulped as I read:
"Magic Flesh - XL Cock,
Extra soft
Virtually realistic material!
Bigger & better than the Real Thing!
2 AA batteries required"
I glanced up at my wife. "A vibrator?"
She grinned and me and nodded.
"How big is it?"
"Eight and a half inches, Lover. You think that will fill me up?" Kylie giggled.
I opened the box, and slid out the clear plastic tray. Lying inside was a large dildo that did, in fact, look and feel very realistic. Jesus, it even had veins!
"I already put the batteries in, Lover. Fresh energizers, actually!" She chuckled again. "The switch is in the base. Just rotate it, and we are in business."
I have to say that there is nothing as maddening erotic and titillating when your cock is locked away than to use a vibrator on your partner! Kylie got me to lick her first and to lube the fake cock with her secretions, and then to slowly slide it inside her. Kylie then asked me to switch it on. The dildo pulsed into life with a soft buzz, and Kylie let out a slow moan:
"Oh, God! That feels so fucking good! Jesus, it's so big! Fuck me with it, Lover! Slide it deep inside me!"
For the next thirty minutes the large dildo explored parts of my wife that I never had, and never would. Kylie had numerous orgasms, and she had me lick her clit as I slowly worked the massive object in and out of her pussy. She made sure to let me know just how big it was, and how it filled her completely.
When her last orgasm subsided, she wickedly made me lick the dildo clean of her juices.
The dildo became a regular part of our weeknight play, and it always gave me a shuddering hard-on to see and hear Kylie climax as a long, thick cock (albeit a silicone one) was wedged deep inside her pussy.
*****
July 2005:
My cock length: 4 3/4 inches
Loss: 5/16ths inches.
During our sessions on Saturday nights when I wasn't to be measured, Kylie had realised that she could engage in what I came to call 'fishing'. She would masturbate me very slowly and softly in the darkened room, and she would 'fish' by outlining various new scenarios to enhance our little game (usually involving her teasing and/or humiliating me in some manner about my dwindling cock). She would then gauge my response to see if the idea stimulated me or not.
For example, one night she softly suggested that in summer that we go to a crowded beach, and that I wear a tight pair of bathing trunks that hid very little. "And it will hide very little!" Kylie added wickedly. She lecherously assured me that most women on the beach would, at some stage or another, surreptitiously check out my small package, stifling smirks and giggles behind their hands as they eyed my meager equipment with pitying amusement.
Another example was to tell me that we would enter a pharmacy separately but simultaneously, as if we were strangers. Kylie would then get me to seek out the prettiest female shop assistant I could find whilst Kylie hovered close by, ostensibly browsing the shelves. I would then have to ask the pretty shop assistant for condoms in 'small' or 'slim' size. Kylie would then look at me and giggle loudly, and she bet me that even if the shop assistant didn't giggle herself, then she would at least not be able to hold back a colluding smirk.
A further proposal was that she would have me shave off all of my pubic hair, and then she would take me to a female tattooist, and have her tattoo the words "Kylie's little toy" directly above my member.
Kylie's lurid imagination startled me, and she would then assess my reaction to each lewd and sometimes downright evil suggestion; and any that aroused me more than usual were stored away to be used later on
One scenario she outlined was that the next time she got together with her clique of friends, and the talk got around to male genitalia (as Kylie assured me it sometimes did), then she had better keep her lip zipped in case she 'accidentally' mentioned my size. "Or lack of size, in your case." Kylie added with a teasing chuckle.
My heart did a double-thump hearing this. I was stunned to discover that the notion of Kylie telling some of her girlfriends about my diminishing cock was a massive turn-on. In my mind's eye, I pictured Kylie sat with her sexy elder sister, Michelle, and a bitchy but very hot little blonde named Kym. The trio were giggling and making snippety comments about my size.
Kylie, her senses now razor-sharp to anything that turned my crank, must have felt me tense or felt my hard cock pulse in her hand, because she added: "Then again, maybe they will enjoy hearing about my little man at home, hmm? I bet Kym or Cynthia or Michelle have never seen a cock under five inches!" Kylie laughed softly. I uttered a sharp involuntary moan, and I knew that Kylie was taking my reaction onto account. I wondered what use she was going to make of it.
The last Saturday night in July duly arrived, and Kylie, as usual, told me to close my eyes and wait as she measured.
Her sharp gasp made me jump.
"Oh my God!" she whispered. "Lover? This may come as a shock for you - but your once mighty six and a half inch cock has now shrunk to a paltry four and three-quarter inches! And I do have to tell you that it has also thinned a lot, as well!"
Her statement had the strangest effect: a large trickle of pre-cum ooze from the eye of my cock, followed by a fair amount of watery semen. Kylie glanced down at my weakly erupting tool and grinned: "Aww, does that news excite you baby? That you cock is now in the four-inch range? Let's see how well you can fuck me with that little thing!"
Almost in a sexual daze I shakily mounted her. Her warm thighs cupped my hips as I sought to enter her. She reached down to grasp me, and stifled a giggle. I nearly moaned as I looked into her pretty face, to see the wicked taunting leer.
My shrunken cock slipped easily into her slit. I was staggered to feel how loose she felt now. The walls of her pussy seemed to barely graze my cock, and Kylie's jeering laugh only excited me even more. I began thrusting into her urgently.
Kylie looked up at me. Her face was flushed with excitement. "How does that feel, Mr. Four-inch? I know how it feels from my side - and I have to tell you that you had better fuck me hard and fast if you want me to get anything out of it! What a tiny, useless Pin-dick!"
I climaxed seconds later.
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