Amy's explanation

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I had seen Amy one night at a bar. Slender, well dressed, and tall (about 5”8) she had long red hair and a narrow, angular face. Her skin was flawless, and her blue eyes radiated beauty, intelligence and confidence.


I knew that women found me attractive, and I knew that this was the women I wanted to go home with and spend eternity fucking and loving. I confidently walked up to her and started a conversation. Knowing that she would be easily taken by my looks and charm, I quickly had her laughing at my witty and playfull conversation. Within minutes, she asked me if I wanted to leave with her and I escorted her back to my lavish, ocean-front condominium.



Immediately after we entered Amy and I kissed passionately. I pushed her hard against the wall and began kissing her neck, causing Amy to moan loudly in pleasure. Amy put her hand on my chest and smiled seductively. She had the balance of a gymnast as she eased her body down so that her head was even with my waist, slowly swaying her hips rhythmically all the while smiling up at me seductively.


I was in heaven, this gorgeous women was about to give me a blow job! I arched my waist slightly forward to give her easier access as she gently grabbed hold of my belt. She pulled one end out and left my belt flopping to the side. Next, she placed one hand on the inside of my jeans and gently pulled the button open.


She looked up again and gave me a deep look of lust that drove me crazy! She sure was taking her time.


She lowered my zipper about a quarter of the way, while using her tiny hand to pull my briefs forward to expose the part of my body she had been working for when suddenly she came to a complete and unexpected stop.


Amy looked up at me


“Are you serious?”


“What?” I asked, genuinely wondering what she could be thinking.


“Thats all? I am sorry but I have to go.”


“What?? I almost yelled. What are you talking about, you haven't even seen it?” I pleaded.


“Ive seen enough. I was expecting to get a good fucking tonight, and you don't have what it takes.”


Indignant, I pulled my boxers the rest of the way down to expose my fully erect 6 inch cock. Proudly, it reached toward Amy's flawless body, asking for her approval.


Amy just laughed as she began to stand up. “Do you actually think thats big? Haha I'm sorry but you are not quite what you think you are. “


Amy began to explain to me her perspective on penis size.


“Maybe to a girl who hasn't been with enough alpha men, your penis could do the job, but I will only touch a cock 7 inches or more. I will only fuck 8 inches minimum, and thats if the guy is perfect in other ways. Too be honest, I could easily get a better fucking by finding some local high school boys. I have even seen middle school boys hung better than you.”


I was stung and completely caught off guard by Amy's frankness.


“You have to understand that I am a beautiful women, and every where I go men are dying to fuck me. I have to be selective or I would be fucking all day long. I am selective in many ways. In order to fuck me, a man must be attractive, intelligent, and well... hung. I think all of the truly beautiful women agree with me on this point. “


“It is both phyisical and mental. I know that there are many men who are more sexually developed and virile than you, so I am no longer attracted to you. I could never be turned on looking at such a small manhood. I could never cum from your cock, it would be a complete waste of my time to even try. Now I must go find a real man to fuck me tonight, and it's already getting late with all of the time you have wasted.”


Amy gathered her belongings and left. Not even offering me a parting goodbye.


Never again would I even attempt to fuck a beautiful women, Amy had forever shown me that I would never be up to the task.
 
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