Hooking up with a toothpick guy

It's a rare treat to celebrate the Lunar New Year, but my husband and his girlfriends all went back to the countryside this morning! I was having so much fun a few days ago, but suddenly I feel so empty, it's really hard to adjust.

Right now, I really want a Shihlin sausage and to devour it! There was this guy from the oyster omelet shop who said he was coming to see me. I met him at the night market.

He's the one whose sausage I dropped in his oyster omelet shop. I bought him a plate of oyster omelets as compensation, but we haven't interacted much since. He's obsessed with oyster omelets, while I'm obsessed with my sausage. He's not single, he's married.

A few days ago, I ran into him again, and he said he was in Taipei and wanted to sneak out to see me.

I was also missing my lost sausage, so he agreed to bring one. But then I suddenly wondered if the sausage he was thinking of was different. What if he brought a Xin Xin sausage? So I told him I wanted to exchange photos, and I sent him a picture!

He said his computer in Taipei didn't have a picture of a sausage, so only he could see mine.

After we met over oyster omelets, I made it very clear that I wasn't a beauty and didn't have a great figure. He even said he only cared about the pleasure of sex, as long as he could watch me peel garlic and eat sausages in bed. It turned out that those words were lies!

Seeing my photo, he clearly had a problem with the sausage, probably still holding a grudge about the time the sausage spilled on the oyster omelet. His attitude was cold; he just said he was going to eat oyster omelets and would contact me later.

Seriously! I already compensated him for the oyster omelet, what more did he want? I immediately told him I didn't want to work with him anymore.

Because of the disappointing sausage, I was in a bad mood all day. Later, I met someone who claimed to sell thick, fatty sausages.

I thought they should be exactly the same as the sausages I wanted. The sausage seller said no one was home, so he offered to bring the sausages to my house.

I complained to him about what happened last night, worried he might be like that person. He said he wasn't that kind of person.

I remembered seeing him make sausages before, so I confidently showed him the photos.

His attitude didn't change after seeing them; he asked if I could come to see him. I thought for a moment and said okay! It was so delicious—a juicy, fatty sausage with garlic!

So I started chopping and peeling garlic, waiting for him to arrive. I was really looking forward to this garlicky sausage, so excited!

After he arrived, I took him to the room, and we lay down on the bed talking about sausages.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around me, caressing my breasts, his fingers kneading my nipples, saying, "These nipples are so small, aren't they?"

His movements were so gentle, unlike some men who seem to want to squeeze my breasts to burst. This feeling was so comfortable!

As he kneaded my nipples, I reached down and touched his crotch. Huh! I asked him where the sausage was, and he said he forgot to bring it, only toothpicks. I said, "How about a Xin Xin sausage? A Xin Xin sausage would be fine too." He said he didn't sell Xin Xin sausages. Good heavens, that's blatant deception!

I picked up his toothpick, really wanting to punch him. What toothpick is so soft, thin, and short? There was a clove of garlic stuck in the front and two pills tied to the back—it was disgusting!

His other hand reached towards my vulva, his fingers rubbing my clitoris. I felt a tingling, numb, and incredibly itchy sensation all over my body.

Although I was angry, my clitoris is sensitive, and his touch made me incredibly wet! He kept saying how wet my pussy was while touching me!

His touch made me feel hot all over and I wanted to swallow a sausage. He put the toothpick I'd almost forgotten in front of me and told me to pretend it was a sausage and put it in my mouth.

This really surprised me; no matter how I tried, it was like I wasn't sucking at all. His toothpick was so short and so soft.

I tried so hard to imagine swallowing a sausage and having garlic shove up my throat, but I couldn't do it! He was even more unfair to me in this respect.

I used a magnifying glass to look for his two testicles, but the combination of the testicles and his butt smelled so awful!

While I was licking them, he asked me, "Does the testicle taste good?"

I glared at him and said, "I don't have diarrhea, and your toothpick is so smelly and disgusting, so small, thin, and soft!"

As I said this, he immediately stuck his finger into my pussy to appease Princess Duran's anger.

I closed my eyes and said to him, "Use your sausage—no, oh, I mean your toothpick—use your toothpick to fuck my pussy, okay?"

He said, "Want to get fucked? So eager to get fucked? Didn't you want sausages? Now you know toothpicks are better than sausages, right?"

I said I couldn't stand it, your toothpick looks disgusting, but my pussy wants to be fucked to pieces!

He said, "So eager to be fucked!" Saying that, I lay down, and he spread my legs and inserted his penis into my vagina.

When he inserted it, I really wanted to curse. It felt like he wasn't even penetrating, so shallow, I felt nothing at all.

He started thrusting into my vagina, and with each thrust, my mood sank a little lower, I felt incredibly empty!

Then it suddenly occurred to me, his toothpick is so short, maybe from behind I'd feel something!

I said to him, "How about you do me from behind? I'll be a little bitch and let you fuck me, okay? Your toothpick is so short, maybe you can go all the way in from behind!"

I suggested this to him, and he said, "Okay! Then you have to be a little bitch who needs to be fucked!"

I immediately nodded and said, "Yes! I'm a little bitch who needs to be fucked, hurry up and fuck me hard!"

So I lay on the edge of the bed, my butt sticking up high, and he spread my butt open and struggled for a long time before finally penetrating me!

I groaned, I almost cried! Why can't I feel anything? He seems to have penetrated all the way in, ugh! Hallelujah!

He started fucking me gently, slapping my butt as he fucked, asking if I could feel anything?

I started complaining frantically, "No, no, I can't feel anything! I only feel my butt being slapped! You're so lame!" I really wanted to stand up and kick him.

A man who ejaculates in seconds, this was truly the first time tonight.

He asked again while he was having sex with me, "Can you feel anything from my toothpick?"

I was almost frantic and said, "No, I can't feel anything. You can keep your toothpick for picking your teeth!"

He grabbed my butt and tried to penetrate me harder.

For the first time, I felt so sleepy from being fucked like this. I suppressed my anger and waited for him to give up. Oh God! He ejaculated again. He ejaculated even earlier than I expected, which really left me feeling frustrated.

I was sweating profusely from being stretched, and I was really afraid I would die of dehydration. It was awful.

He told me to wait for him. I wanted to endure until he gave up, but I really couldn't take it anymore and fell asleep on my stomach!

Later, he woke me up and made me lie on the bed, fucking me from the front. No matter the position, I can only say, I give up.

He lifted one of my legs and sat on my calf while fucking me, making a squeaking sound. He asked me, "Did you hear anything?"

I said, "Yes! The sound of a toothpick picking my teeth." That sound was so disgusting.

He ejaculated again very quickly, and I could barely feel a toothpick scraping against my vagina! I wanted to kill someone!!

He asked me where I wanted to ejaculate. I said, "I'll pull out and ejaculate in your mouth!"

After we finished, I felt completely exhausted, my hair was soaked, and I was totally done for!

I told him I knew sausage sellers before, some were seven times a night, some lasted over 90 minutes, and no matter their age, none of them were as pathetic as him! And he even forgot to bring sausages!

From my first time until now, I've been with over 20 people, and none of them were really like him.

Only he, all he does is brag about how thick his sausages are and how good he is in bed and how long he lasts.

I sympathetically watched TV and chatted with him for a while, until almost midnight when he finally remembered he needed to go back to grill sausages.

Because this was the first time I'd encountered someone with such premature ejaculation, and who felt so little sensation during intercourse, I couldn't help but share my experience!

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