Jerk It for Me with Camila Mendes, Lili Reinhart and Madelaine Petsch

[TheLW]

Jerk It for Me #1
With Camila Mendes
Written by TheLW
Codes: Dirty Talk, JOI, Verbal Degradation
Disclaimer: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only.

You’re such a fucking pervert. God, just look at you, already hunched over in the dark like a sad little gremlin, pants shoved down around your ankles, that pathetic excuse for a cock twitching in your hand the second my face appears on your screen.

I’m Camila Mendes, in the flesh. My perky tits are straining against this tight black crop top, my long dark wavy hair cascading over my shoulders, and my piercing brown eyes are staring straight into your soul... and all I feel is pure disgust. You make me sick. Seriously. I can practically smell the stale cum and desperation leaking through your monitor.

But fine. Since your tiny little worm is already leaking like a broken faucet, I’m going to tell you exactly what I think about you. And you’re going to stroke while I do it. Two fingers only. Nice and slow. That’s all a micro-dick like yours deserves.

I bet you have the smallest, most useless cock on the entire planet. Go on, squeeze it for me. Show Camila. Yeah... that’s what I thought. Two fingers wrap all the way around it with room to spare. I bet it’s never made a single girl cum in your entire worthless life. I bet every time you’ve tried to fuck someone, she just laid there staring at the ceiling, waiting for you to finish so she could fake an orgasm and send you home.

I bet you still pull out a ruler every couple of months, praying it grows even half an inch, and every single time you end up crying because it’s still under four pathetic inches hard. How does that feel, knowing I’m laughing at your measurements right now?

I bet you spend every single night right here, just like this, scrolling for mean girls who’ll destroy you. You don’t even try talking to women in real life anymore, do you? Why would you? They’d take one look at that shriveled little shrimp dick between your legs and either laugh in your face or block you forever. So instead you pay girls like me to remind you how revolting you are.

That’s right, keep pumping those two fingers over the head while I stare at you like the waste of space you are. Look at my tits bouncing a little as I laugh. You’ll never touch them. Never even smell them. They’re for real men only.

I bet you still live in your parents’ basement. Or some filthy studio apartment that reeks of old socks, cum-stained tissues, and shame. I bet your search history is nothing but “Camila Mendes small penis humiliation,” “tiny dick jerk off instructions,” and “girlfriend laughs at my cock.”

I bet you’ve never lasted more than thirty seconds with anyone. Hell, I bet most girls didn't even let you put it in before they told you to just jerk off onto their stomach and leave. I bet the last time a girl actually touched you she was blackout drunk and felt sorry for you, and even then she couldn’t stop giggling at how small it felt in her hand.

Look at you... throbbing harder already, aren’t you? My words are making that useless little nub leak all over your fingers. Disgusting. But I’m just getting started.

I bet you’re still a virgin in every way that actually matters. I bet you’ve never eaten pussy. I bet you’ve never once made a woman wet, not even close. I bet the only thing you’re good for is edging your sad little clit-dick while a goddess like me tells you how repulsive you are.

I bet you’ve bookmarked every single humiliating video I’ve ever done, replaying them on loop until your hand cramps and your tiny balls turn blue. I bet you even talk to your pathetic little cock out loud sometimes, whispering “I’m sorry I’m so small” like the broken loser you are.

Stroke a little faster now. Two fingers tight, up and down that whole worthless length, but don’t you dare go any quicker than I allow. I want to watch you suffer for me.

I bet you’ve never had a girlfriend who didn’t cheat on you with someone packing actual inches. I bet your friends make “micro-penis” jokes about you behind your back. I bet you jerk off to my videos at work in the bathroom stall, terrified someone will hear the wet little sounds your hand makes on that tiny thing.

Edge. Stop. Hands off right now. Look at it twitch and beg for mercy. See? Even your own dick knows it doesn’t deserve my attention.

Good boy. Now hands back on, slow again. Tease the head with your thumb while I lean closer so you can see every disgusted flicker in my piercing brown eyes.

I bet you’ve tried every “penis enlargement” pill, pump, and cream on the market and they all failed miserably. I bet you cry after you cum because the post-nut clarity hits and you realize how truly disgusting you are. I bet you’ve sent unsolicited dick pics to girls online and every single one either blocked you or sent back rows of laughing emojis and “is that a clit?”

I bet your porn folder is 95% small-penis humiliation and the rest is cuckold videos where the beta looks exactly like you.

Faster now. Both fingers flying on that sad little nub. I bet you pay for custom videos just so a hot girl will say your name while she destroys your ego. I bet you’ve ruined every relationship you’ve ever had because your tiny dick couldn’t stay hard long enough to matter. I bet you’re addicted to this, to me, to the way my perfect body and cruel words make you feel like the lowest creature on earth.

Edge again. Stop. Hands off. Watch it throb and drip while I smile sweetly at how broken you are. One more round, loser.

Grip it. Pump. Faster. Harder. Look me dead in the eyes, these piercing brown eyes that could make any real man melt, but all they do for you is fill with contempt.

I bet you’ll never satisfy a woman. I bet you’ll never be wanted. I bet you’ll always be laughed at behind your back. And the only place you belong is right here, jerking your pathetic little cock to me while I tell you how sick you make me.

Three...

Two...

One...

Cum. Right fucking now. Shoot that worthless load all over your hand like the disgusting little pervert you are. Yeah… there it is. Look at that sad little spurt, three weak dribbles and you’re done. Pathetic.

Now lick it up. Every single drop. Scoop it off your fingers and swallow while I watch and laugh. That’s all a sick fuck like you deserves after wasting my time.

Mmm, good boy. Now you’re going to sit there with your tiny, spent cock still out, staring at my perky tits and my disgusted face while the shame washes over you.

Read this whole thing again tomorrow night. Because we both know you will. You’ll come crawling right back to me so I can remind you all over again how much you make me sick, how small, how useless, how repulsive you truly are.

Close the tab... then open it again in twenty-four hours. I’ll be waiting with these piercing brown eyes and this perfect body, ready to ruin you all over again.

The End

[TheLW]

Jerk It for Me #2
With Lili Reinhart and Madelaine Petsch
Written by TheLW
Codes: Dirty Talk, JOI, Spanking, Tit Play, Verbal Degradation
Disclaimer: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only.

The screen flickered to life once more, and there they were, Lili Reinhart and Madelaine Petsch, waiting exactly as promised.

Lili knelt on the large bed, her blonde hair loose and messy, wearing nothing but a tiny white thong that was already visibly soaked. Destroying pathetic losers clearly turned her on. Right beside her was Madelaine Petsch, fiery red hair spilling down her back, her perfect tits completely bare, nipples hard and prominent.

Both women were on their knees, facing the camera directly. They stared into it with open disgust, as if the viewer were the most revolting creature they had ever seen. And in their eyes, he was.

“Camila told us all about you,” Lili said, her voice thick with contempt. “How you jerked that worthless micro-dick for her last night and came like a broken faucet. How you licked up every single drop like a trained little cum-guzzler. Pathetic.”

Madelaine laughed coldly. “So tonight we’re doubling down on the fun.”

Madelaine reached over and slapped Lili’s ass hard, SMACK!, the sharp sound echoing as Lili’s pale cheeks jiggled. Lili moaned loudly and filthily, arching her back to show off the bright red handprint already blooming on her skin.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Lili gasped. She grabbed two big handfuls of Madelaine’s full tits, squeezing them roughly and pinching her nipples until Madelaine hissed and laughed. “Look at these perfect fucking tits, loser. Real men get to bury their faces in them. You? You only get to watch us play with them while you stroke that sad little clit-dick with two fingers. Just like Camila ordered. Two fingers only. Nice and slow. Wrap them around that tiny shrimp and pump like the desperate gremlin you are.”

Madelaine leaned in and sucked one of Lili’s nipples into her mouth, biting down hard enough to make Lili yelp. She pulled back with a wet pop and grinned straight at the camera.

“God, you’re already leaking, aren’t you?” Madelaine taunted. “Look at that pathetic little nub twitching in your hand. I bet it’s smaller than my thumb. I bet if I held it up next to your dick right now, it would look bigger.”

She spun Lili around quickly, bent her over, and began spanking her ass in quick, sharp bursts, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!, each slap harder than the last. Lili’s cheeks turned bright red, jiggling with every impact as she moaned and pushed back like a whore in heat.

“Do you hear that?” Madelaine snarled toward the camera. “That’s what a real ass sounds like when it gets the attention it deserves. Yours is probably pale and soft like a little boy’s. I bet you’ve never even had a girl touch your ass, have you? Too busy hiding that micro-penis between your legs.”

Lili reached back, yanked Madelaine’s thong down, and slapped her round, juicy ass so hard her palm stung, SMACK!. Madelaine cried out and laughed, grinding her hips as if riding a real cock.

“Harder, you fucking loser,” Madelaine demanded, eyes locked on the viewer. “Stroke faster now, still just two fingers, but pump that sad little thing like you mean it. Watch me while I play with Lili’s tits.”

Madelaine grabbed Lili’s breasts from behind, mauling them, twisting her nipples, and pulling them until Lili whimpered and dripped down her thighs. Lili reached between Madelaine’s legs and slapped her pussy once, then a second time, making her gasp. Both women laughed at the viewer now, cruel, mocking laughter that made his tiny cock throb even harder.

“I bet you’re already close, aren’t you?” Lili taunted, her voice breathy from the spanking. “That worthless little dick is probably leaking all over your fingers like a broken tap again. Pathetic. Real men last. Real men make us cum. You? You couldn’t make a girl wet if you paid her.”

Madelaine shoved Lili onto her back and climbed on top, straddling her face for a moment so the viewer could see her perfect ass hovering above. Then she spun around into a sixty-nine position. They started spanking each other’s asses in rhythm, SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!, the sounds were filthy while they moaned into each other’s skin. Lili’s tits bounced wildly with every slap.

“Look at us,” Madelaine growled, face inches from the camera. “Two gorgeous women getting each other off while you sit there in the dark jerking a dick smaller than a fucking lipstick tube. Edge. Right now. Hands off.”

Both women sat up on their knees again, breathing hard. Lili grabbed Madelaine’s tits and slapped them lightly, watching them bounce. Madelaine did the same to Lili’s, then leaned in and made out with her sloppily so the viewer could see their tongues, their spit, and their perfect bodies pressed together while his sad little cock throbbed uselessly in the air.

“Hands back on,” Lili ordered. “Two fingers. Faster now. Squeeze that tiny head every time you reach the top. I want to see it turn purple for us.”

Madelaine reached down and spanked Lili’s ass again while Lili fingered Madelaine’s wet pussy right in front of the camera.

“You’ll never feel this,” Madelaine hissed. “Never taste it. Never fuck it. The only thing your micro-dick is good for is being laughed at while we play with each other.”

They continued, spanking, groping, tits bouncing, asses turning red, their voices growing meaner, filthier, and louder.

“I bet you’re crying already,” Lili laughed. “I bet your balls are aching because we won’t let you cum yet.”

“Edge again,” Madelaine snapped. “Hands off. Look at that pathetic thing jumping and dripping like it’s begging. Disgusting.”

They forced him to edge three more times. Each round grew nastier, they slapped each other’s tits harder, spanked until the skin glowed bright red, and moaned louder just to torment him.

Finally, when his tiny cock was a leaking, twitching, ruined mess, both women knelt side by side, staring dead into the camera with pure contempt.

“Cum,” Lili commanded. “Right fucking now. Shoot that weak, watery load all over your hand while we laugh at you.”

Madelaine slapped Lili’s ass one last time as they both grinned. “Yeah... look at those sad little spurts. Three pathetic dribbles and you’re done. Just like always.”

They stayed right there, tits out, asses red and marked, still casually touching each other while he ruined his hand.

“Now lick it up,” Madelaine said sweetly. “Every single drop. Swallow your shame while we watch and smile.”

Lili blew a kiss at the camera. “Good boy. Same time tomorrow night. We’ll be even meaner. We’ll have toys. And we’ll make sure that little clit-dick of yours suffers even more.”

Close the tab... then open it again in twenty-four hours.

They would be waiting.

Ready to break him all over again.

The End