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The Art of Clit Sucking

You can suck a clit, but the term ‘sucking’ really means more like kissing and licking. If you’re new to this business, you may want to know a few things:

1. Most women like a slow build especially if it is their first time with you. You don’t just put your mouth on her vagina and go to town. Get naked with her slowly, kiss, hug, have a good time. Let her let you know when she’s ready for more.

2. It helps to look at pictures on Wikipedia or elsewhere (https://prowank.com/90-ways-to-spice-up-your-sex-life/) so you can understand exactly where the clit is located. It is usually hidden under the inner labia. While the pictures will let you know that the clit is at the very top of the vagina, you may still have trouble finding it if the woman is hairy. Expect to get hairs on your tongue. It may be weird if you’re not in a super-horny mindset.

3. Her clit may be small and hard to identify at first, but kissing and licking the whole area will be fine. As she becomes aroused, her inner labia will open up, and her clit may become larger, much the way a penis becomes erect, but to a lesser degree.

4. Take your time. Unlike a typical guy who could cum in the first ten seconds of a blowjob, the typical woman may need many minutes to get to the orgasmic state.

5. You may find that she likes fingering as much as or possibly even more than licking.
6. Many women like click sucking after you’ve cum in them. Don’t just be done once you’ve had your orgasm. She’d like one also. The typical woman won’t orgasm from intercourse even though she’ll enjoy that very much. She needs clitoral stimulation to finish the job. Your mouth and tongue will be just the ticket.

7. Try to read her physiology or communicate with her after she has orgasmed. Some women, like men, are done at that point and can’t stand any further touching. But other women are just beginning and can have orgasm after orgasm. If’s she’s in the latter category, just keep licking.

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Caregiver

Sexual Caregiver
This is not my guy, but this gives you an idea

Orphans are not treated well in America. Until about age twelve I always believed the BS about being likely to be adopted. By sixteen, even though I was a cute girl with good manners, I knew it wasn’t going to happen. By eighteen, I was just itching to be released from the institution. That’s what I call it, because it wasn’t all that different than being in jail. Just finding a place to do something simple, like masturbating, is a challenge when you live with that many other kids.

On the other hand, I wasn’t looking forward to release at all, because what would I do? I knew for the first time in my life, I’d be so totally alone and I needed to support myself. With my lack of credentials there’s no way I’d get into college. I mean, I would have become a nurse if it had been possible.

The day came, and I still had no idea what to do. I was literally out in the street. No one had any suggestions, no one did anything for me. I found some cardboard behind a factory, and that’s where I slept, shivering in the cold, for nine days.

My only posession was my cracked-screen cell phone. I didn’t even have cell service. All I could do was go over to the library and use their wifi. I looked at Craigslist. What else was there? It was really quite hopeless. I had actually replied to a couple of ads, like for cleaning a house or loading a truck, but the people didn’t even have the decency to write back.

I had $87 when I left the institution. Now, I had $3. I was hoping to sell my phone. That might buy a couple of days worth of food.

I saw another ad on Craigslist. Some guy was wanting a live-in assistant. Well, that would be perfect, but I doubted he’d write back. No one else did.

He wrote back! I did my best to get cleaned up in the library bathroom, and went over there. It was 85 degrees out, and I walked the seven miles. I was a half-hour late and sweaty. I couldn’t believe it, just couldn’t believe it, when he gave me the job!

So this guy, Lewis, was in a wheelchair. What he wanted was someone to help him prepare and eat his meals, to help him with bathroom chores, getting in and out of bed, bathing, and that sort of thing. I could do that!

Now I figured he was some sort of creep. When you grow up in an orphanage and the occasional foster home, you come to believe that all men are creeps. But what choice did I have. I decided that no matter what he did, I’d treat him well. After all, he was willing to take me in and give me a job!

I didn’t lay out my whole situation to him. It would have been too embarrassing. But I think he had a general idea. Within 20 minutes of my arrival, he pointed me to his kitchen and said “Help yourself.”

I tried not to be a pig, but I was hungry. I did help myself! I didn’t even prepare anything. I was just that hungry. I grabbed some milk, an apple, and a slice of pie in his fridge and just ate like a maniac, meanwhile trying to hold on an intelligent conversation with him, as he rolled into the kitchen and watched me eat. Oddly, he seemed quite happy to see me eat.

He showed me to the bedroom that was to be mine. It was nothing special, but it was fine. He asked when I was going to bring the rest of my stuff over. I pointed to my backpack, and said, “It’s all in here.”

Days turned into weeks. We got on famously. Oh, at first it was kind of embarrassing, maybe even icky to take care of some of his needs. You don’t know gross, until you have to wipe another person’s butt. But I did it lovingly. Lou turned out to be a nice man.

He never came on to me. Not once! The closest he got was when I was bathing him a couple of times. His penis became erect, but neither of us said anything about it. I was frankly surprised that he could do that. I thought paralyzed people couldn’t have erections. It turns out there’s quite a variety of paralysis. Some people can’t use their hands at all. Lou had minimal hand function. Like, he could work his tablet once it was placed on his lap, but he couldn’t grab it off a table to put it on his own lap.

Weeks turned into months. A strange evolution happened. First, I was joining the human race. I felt like I was somebody, not just an unwanted orphan. I had joined a literary club on Wednesday afternoons. They accepted me as one of them. I had a degree of self-esteem for the first time in my life. Then too, Lou and I became fast friends. I mean, I’d rather sit at home and eat ice cream with him, just talking about whatever, than go out and party, or anything like that.

Another evolution was about bathing. Everytime I got him in the tub, I couldn’t help getting wet. Water would just splash on me and it was rather bothersome. One day, it felt OK to remove my shirt, just bathing him in my bra and shorts. He said nothing. I can’t explain it, but that charged me up. It made me kind of horny. Later, when I was alone in my room, I masturbated to a very nice orgasm somehow imagining myself being fully naked while bathing Lou. Crazy, eh?

Well, it happened. Within a few days, my shorts disappeared before bath time. I was just in my underpants and bra. Then, it just seemed natural to be topless, and finally bottomless. It wasn’t that weird, because of course Lou had always been naked during bath time. So this was just a sort of solidarity, right?

I didn’t really notice at first, but Lou was erect more often, and stayed hard longer during those baths.

I don’t know why it didn’t occur to me sooner. One day as I was frigging myself like crazy in my room, I suddenly realized, Lou must feel like me at times. He must get horny. But with his hands, I doubted he could do anything about it. Oh my god, I’ve been failing him!

The next time I bathed him, I did a little something more than just perfunctorily wiping the washcloth over his penis scrotum and anus area. I lingered on his very erect penis. He didn’t complain. Quite the opposite, he laid back with a very contented smile and moaned softly. I continued the attention and started stroking the cloth up and down along his erection. It took all of ten seconds for him to start spurting cum. I knew what it was because I had seen some of the boys at the orphanage showing off their ejaculations.

After he settled down, Lou was embarrassed, even ashamed. I did what I could to tell him that I was very happy for him. That all was well, in fact, probably better than ever. I also let him know in no uncertain terms this would not be the last time.

As soon as I got him dry and settled into his chair with his iPad where he could do his financial trading, I ran to my room, still stark naked, and just masturbated like a crazy woman.

The daily bathing ritual continued. Every day, I’d get us both naked, and get him really clean, inside and out. I didn’t need the washcloth as a shield between my hand and his cock any more. I stroked him directly. He didn’t cum in ten seconds any more. He could now hold it together for minutes. I can’t tell you how much, even without any reciprocation, that I enjoyed doing that for him.

The evolution continued. I found myself getting fully into the tub with him, and pressing his very erect penis between my boobs. And, in time, you guessed it. We had intercourse.

It didn’t stop there. I used to be totally uninterested in oral sex. It seemed cocks were somehow unclean, but since I was the one washing him, his seemed very clean to me. I sucked it with great satisfaction. When he licked my vagina for the first time, my clit was in absolute heaven. My whole body was in heaven. When he does that to me even to this day, I feel repeated orgasms in my whole body.

In time I became pregnant. We married. Today we have two beautiful daughters.

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Monica Tells Jill About Sucking Her Dad’s Cock

By Spurtz

Monica Tells Jill About Sucking Her Dad's Cock

More Monica Stories

This is Monica, your friendly nurse practitioner. My job is to visit patients in their homes for an annual wellness exam. These visits are set up and paid for by the patient’s insurance provider. Although the visits are supposed to follow a very specific guideline, I have added a few additional procedures that seem to be highly beneficial to both the patient and to me. If course, if my employer knew about these procedures I would lose my job and my license.

One of my visits was with a Mr. Dennis and he asked me to demonstrate my prostate massage procedure to his 18-year old daughter Jill so she could perform it on a regular basis so that dad could save the $300 I charge to come to his house for regular massages. I knew he couldn’t afford it as often as he wanted the massage so I was willing to instruct Jill in how to do it.

I decided to call Jill and make a lunch date. I wanted to see how she was doing and make sure that she wasn’t having any issues after the session we had where I taught her how to give her dad a prostate massage and she ended up jerking him off while also having her finger up his butt. It had been several weeks since that session and I was hoping she wasn’t wallowing in guilt and remorse.

We were able to get a table where we could speak privately. After a few minutes of casual conversation it was obvious that Jill was her usual happy, outgoing self. But I decided to ask her how she was handling the session with her dad.

“I’m really glad that you introduced me to a health area I was totally unaware of,” Jill replied. “It set me on a path to learn more about men’s health as related to orgasms and stuff. I’ve been reading up on everything I can find and was surprised to learn that frequent ejaculations are very good for a man’s health.”

“Yes,” I said. “It’s not healthful to allow too much semen to build up in the body. In fact nature has its own way of taking care of that issue. It’s called nocturnal emissions, or wet dreams.”

“Yes, I read about that. The man has a very vivid dream where he is actually having sex with somebody and while sleeping, he ejaculates a load of semen right in his bed. Sounds messy.”

“It’s more common in younger boys,” I pointed out, “but if an older man is not having regular sex or masturbating frequently, it can occur at any age. I had one patient who is 82 years old and still jacks off almost daily. But he went through a period where he didn’t masturbate for a while and actually had a wet dream. He told me it was an incredibly intense and enjoyable orgasm.”

Jill excitedly said, “I find everything about a man’s penis extremely interesting. I think it’s fascinating that when I slide my finger up dad’s ass, how his cock immediately springs to life and gets as hard as a rock. And then when I make him ejaculate, how that stuff shoots out all over the place. It seems like the harder I pump his shaft, the more juice he spurts.”

“How often are you giving him prostate massages” I asked.

“We are trying to stick to a once a week schedule on the prostate massage but it’s so much fun to see him shoot that I jack him off every morning before I go to school. We actually shower together and I stand behind him and do a reach around and jack his big cock. I squirt some soap in my hand and that feels really, really good to dad. I like to massage his balls while I pump his meat. Sometimes I’ll slip a soapy finger up his ass. Doing it in the shower makes for easy clean-up. At the rate we are going, I doubt if dad will be having any wet dreams any time soon.”

I was amazed. “So you are masturbating him every single morning? Seems like a bit one-sided. What are you doing for your own pleasure?”

“Well,” Jill replied, “I’ve discovered I am super orgasmic. I get a huge amount of pleasure just jacking him off and seeing the cum fly, but I’ve found that I actually can cum several times while doing him. And recently he’s been helping by putting his hand back and massaging my clit while I’m jacking his big cock. The other morning after shooting a big load he dropped to his knees and tongued my pussy until I came again. Having an adult man get me off with his tongue is so much better than the young boys I’ve had in the past.”

“Wow, Jill, you two have really taken it to a whole new level. Have you considered letting him penetrate you?”

“That’s my dream,” Jill replied. “I lay in bed at night imagining what it would feel like to have dad’s huge cock fucking my pussy. But that’s a line he refuses to cross. I’m hoping it’s just a matter of time before he succumbs. I did something yesterday morning for the first time that gets us closer to him fucking me. At least I hope so. I crawled in bed with him early yesterday morning. He already had morning wood and his big cock was like a bar of steel. I took hold of the shaft and rubbed the head all over my face. It felt fantastic. I planted several really wet kisses on the head. You know dad has an unusually large head on his dick and I think it’s beautiful too. I looked at the purple coloring of the tight skin and couldn’t resist.

“I slipped my lips over the head and started sucking. As my head bobbed up and down I also massaged his nuts. Dad was writhing around and moaning in total ecstasy. I couldn’t believe I was sucking my own dad’s cock. His prick throbbed in my mouth and I knew he was about to cum. I let my tongue run up and down his frenulum and then dad grabbed my head with both hands and forcefully began to fuck my mouth. I loved it. Luckily I don’t have a gag reflex and I could feel the head of his prick going right down my throat. Then he started to cum. I could feel the semen blasting against the roof of my mouth and down my throat. I greedily sucked and sucked and swallowed as much as possible. But some cum squirted out of the sides of my mouth. It was just too much to swallow.

“What an amazing feeling of accomplishment to make my dad cum from my blowjob. I really loved it when the cum started filling my mouth. I even loved the taste.

“As long as I could feel more cum spurting out, I kept sucking. Finally I let his still rock hard dick slip from my mouth and flop back on his stomach. I was in heaven. When he was cumming down my throat I orgasmed over and over. Definitely some of the most intense orgasms ever. I looked at dad’s prick and could see a thin string of semen drooling from the tip. I leaned down and licked it up. Then I took just the cockhead in my mouth and sucked it and rolled my tongue all over it. I knew that after dad orgasmed that he could only take so much friction on his dick before it became way too sensitive.”

“Jill, I can’t believe you two have gone that far. But it sounds amazing. At some point in the near future I’m pretty sure he’s going to give in and fuck you.”

“We’ve talked about it,” Jill replied. “But he’s been pretty adamant about not stepping over that line. But here’s something interesting. He did say that he would love to fuck you. I can see why he would say that. You are very attractive with a great body.”

“I’ve been pretty firm about not fucking any of my patients. I’ve actually never done anything that wasn’t a legitimate health or medical procedure. Although I admit that going from a prostate exam to a prostate massage might be stepping over the line a bit. And I also have to share that I am quite attracted to your dad. Especially that wonderful cock of his. I’ve been impressed how a man his age can achieve such a rock hard erection. Many of my patients cannot get fully hard and I do appreciate a hard prick.”

Jill said, “But dad is no longer a patient. So you could fuck him without violating whatever rules you have set for yourself.”

“Hmmm…,” I replied. “It sounds like you are promoting a hookup between your dad and me.”

“I will be honest. I’ve never seen anybody having sex before. Just in videos. I would love to watch you and dad go at it. The idea of seeing him slide that big cock into your wet slit is a huge turn-on. With that athletic body of yours and dad’s monster dick, I bet that would be a sight to see. I think I could probably set something up. I won’t tell dad what it’s about. Just that we need another meeting to discuss some additional aspects of his overall health.”

“Let me know where and when,” I eagerly responded.

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Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

by Spurtz

The Sara Series:
My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work
Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock
Sara Loves Giving Handjobs
Sara Finds a New Way for Both of Us to Cum

My wife Sara has turned into a sex monster. It all started when we were watching some porn and she realized I got off on videos where the husband watches the wife give handjobs to other men. She suggested that if that turned me on so much, maybe we should try it. I was all for it. In retrospect, I’m not sure whether she suggested it for my sake or if it was that she wanted to wrap her hands around a strange cock. Considering the way things have gone, I’m pretty sure it’s the latter. But I’m OK with it because I do really get off seeing her jacking, sucking, and even fucking another guy.

We did hook up with a guy name Jeff and I wrote about that in my two previous stories. But now she wanted to try something different.

“Honey,” she said, “you know what would really be fun? How about you line up several guys and you can watch me jack all of them off?”

“Damn, Sara, you are turning into a real cock slut. But I can’t say that’s a bad idea. How many cocks…uh…guys were you thinking of?

“I think six is a good number to start with.” Hmmm, I thought, to start with? How many was she planning on working up to?

We live in a major city and fortunately there was a local website that was similar to the old Craig’s List where you could advertise for sex partners. I worked up a post that went something like this:

“Hotwife looking for cocks to jerk off. Husband wants to watch. This will be a group jackfest limited to six guys at once. Submit photos of your erect cock. Jerkfest will take place in the Embassy Suites near the airport in two week’s time.”

We couldn’t believe the response. We must have gotten over sixty emails with cock pictures. We quickly eliminated about ten of them because the emails were either written by sex freaks or mental defectives. Once we sorted out the trash the two of us began to sift through the dick pix. Sara wanted me to have an equal voice in choosing our six subjects since she knew I got off on guy’s hard cocks almost as much as she did.

We agreed that we would try to pick six unique cocks. One guy had one of those cocks with a prominent upward curve that looked unusually tasty. One was as thick as a Coke can. Sara had never fucked a really thick cock and although this was supposed to be a jerkfest, she said she could fantasize what it might feel like inside her cunt while she pumped it. But I knew that before the evening was over, she would figure out a way to impale herself on that monster cock. I was as curious to see her vagina stretched around that prick as she was to feel it inside her.

We continued to sort through the photos. She found one she liked that had an unusually large head that she said she would love to work over with both hands. Another guy appeared to have a partial circumcision. Obviously some foreskin was missing but enough remained to still cover most of the head when he was semi-hard. He had sent a couple of pix and one was the semi with the foreskin only covering about 2/3rds of the head with the tip still visible. The second pic was full hard with the foreskin rolled back and bunched up behind the head. Sara thought jacking a guy with some foreskin, which she had never done, would be a trip.

It was a bit difficult to accurately determine true dick size just from photos, but she found one that was an unusually good looking penis and appeared to be quite large. He got added to the group.

Now we were down to picking the sixth and last dick. We had pared it down to four or five possibles. I had some favorites and so did she. We finally agreed on the final cock. It appeared to be a decent size. About 7-inches Sara estimated. In the photo the head appeared to be unusually shiny and both of us were attracted to its overall look. I think what closed the deal was he had the biggest ballsack of any of the guys we looked at. Neither of us were all that much into big balls but we both agreed it was something different. Now we had our six dicks.

“Hey babe,” Sara cooed, “I have an idea to make this whole thing a bit more fun. Why don’t we have a couple of little contests that the guys can vote on themselves.”

“Like what?” I wanted to know.

“Ok, suppose we vote on who has the most impressive cumshot? Maybe another could be who has the hardest hard-on? Who has the biggest dick would be too obvious and not really contestable. We could also have a prize for the last guy to cum.”

“And what would these guys win?” I wanted to know.

“How about the biggest shooter gets a follow-up blowjob? The hardest dick gets a second handjob, and the same for the last guy to cum.” she replied.

“What if the same guy wins two contests?” I asked.

“Well, obviously in that case I would have to fuck him.”

We sent emails and details out to the six chosen cocks and asked for confirmations that they would attend.

When the big night arrived, everybody showed up on time. Sara took charge in a major way. She immediately undressed and directed the six guys to do the same. She had adhesive name tags but just with numbers, 1 through 6, and each guy stuck one on his shoulder. She explained that all of the participants would be voting on a couple of categories after everybody had cum at least once. She listed the categories and also told what the prizes would be. By the time she finished every guy was hard.

She did go on to explain some additional things. And that was that I would be there as an observer while she jacked off all six guys. Her plan was to start off jerking each guy maybe five or six minutes working her way around the room until she had given each guy some hand time. Then she would work her way around the room a second and possibly a third time, or even a fourth if necessary. Any of the guys were free to cum any time they felt like it.

“If any of you guys would like some attention from my husband while waiting your turn, feel free to let him know. He will be happy to jerk your cock or suck it if so desired. Don’t be shy. We are all here to have as much fun as possible”

We had rented a room normally used for meetings or seminars. Sara had arranged six chairs in a rough circle. I was a bit annoyed that my chair was outside the circle but I figured I would be standing most of the time anyway so I could watch her working over the six dicks. I really wasn’t expecting any of the guys to take her up on the invitation for me to jerk or suck their cocks.

Everybody sat down and Sara went over to number one, the guy with the really nice curved cock, and she knelt in front of him. She wrapped both hands around his throbbing man-meat and started performing her magic. After just a few minutes the guy was squirming around like he wanted to cum. I had kind of suspected that might happen. Sara had the most expert hands of any woman I had ever been jacked off by.

“Hold your jism, buster,” she said as she moved to the next erect penis. By the time she got to the third guy, everybody was well into it. As she moved to the fourth guy she didn’t let go of the third guy’s throbbing cock and for a minute or so she was jerking both dicks. Watching this turned me on like nothing ever had before. My own dick was beet red and the skin on my cockhead was stretched as tight as I had ever seen it. I should have won the award for the hardest cock right at that moment.

The first guy was watching her intently and it was obvious he was sorely missing her ministrations on his throbbing penis. He looked at me and beckoned me over. As I stepped up beside him he grabbed my dick and gave it a few strokes. “Are you really ok with sucking my cock?” he asked. I dropped to my knees in front of his chair and quickly popped that luscious cock in my mouth before he had a chance to change his mind. As I greedily sucked his prick while pulling gently on his ballsack, it only took a minute or so before he pushed me away. “I’m gonna cum, man , if you keep that up and I want to make it last at least until your old lady gets back,” he gasped.

As I pulled off his engorged prick, the guy in the chair next to him pointed at me and then at his throbbing cock, obviously wanting me to suck his prick too. This was the guy with the trimmed foreskin. I pulled it all the way back and sucked the head as deep into my throat as possible. As it turned out, he couldn’t take much of what I was giving either. I continued to move onto the next guy following right behind Sara.

The next guy was the one with the coke can cock. No way could I get that monster prick in my mouth but I could kiss and lick the head. I proceeded to tickle his frenulum with my tongue and lave all around the coronal ridge. I could tell by his jerky movements in his chair that I was giving him some real pleasure. I did manage to pump the shaft while covering the head with saliva.

Not a single guy stopped me from following right behind my wife. By the time she started the second time around she was fully aware of what I was doing and although she continued her expert manual manipulations, she was also doing some sucking herself.

By the third loop, most of the guys asked me to drop off my stimulation of their distended pricks because they were all too close to cumming. They rightfully wanted Sara to be the one to bring them to orgasm. In fact as she got to the sixth guy on her third loop, he exploded all over her with a major cumshot. However, she was ready for it. She has an uncanny knowledge to know exactly when a guy is ready to blow. She took most of his cumload in her mouth. Even though he was the first to cum, I figured he would be hands-down winner of the biggest cum load as stream after stream of jism spurted from his dick into Sara’s waiting mouth. After he finally shot the last bit of cum, she took his dick in her mouth and sucked him clean.

As she moved to the first guy again on the beginning of her fourth round, I think seeing #6 blow his load got everybody else primed. As she moved to each guy, it only took a few pumps from her expert hands to produce gushers of cum. She told me later that to avoid too much mess, she took each cumshot into her mouth and swallowed it down as fast as it arrived. She would hold each guys prick a few inches from her mouth so all of us could see exactly how many spurts of cum each guy unloaded.

When she got to #4 however, no matter what she did, she couldn’t get him to cum. I figured he was working towards winning the prize as the last to cum. After she spent as much time working his dick as she felt was reasonable, she moved onto #5 and then # 6, bringing them both off fairly quickly. Then she went back to #4 and it only took three or four quick strokes and the semen came spurting out.

Before she finished loop number four, one of the guys who had already cum came over to where I was now sitting as I was lazily stroking my cock while watching Sara bring off all these guys. He dropped to his knees and took my prick in his mouth and proceeded to suck me off in about two minutes flat. Of course I was more than ready. I had never been sucked to orgasm by a man before but the past hour of watching Sara do her thing and being able to suck and play with six different cocks had brought me to a sexual high that I had never come close to before. I don’t really know if it was that I was about as turned on as I had ever been, or if the guy sucking me dick was the best cocksucker in the world, but it sure felt like it. I grabbed the guy’s head and started furiously face fucking him. I honestly don’t ever remember feeling anything as glorious as when my cum erupted from my cock and slammed down the dude’s throat. I kept ramming my prick in and out of his throat as streams of semen shot out with tremendous force. I probably would have won the biggest cumshot prize if it hadn’t all gone down the dude’s throat.

When I finally let go of his head he pulled off my cock gagging and spitting out what he couldn’t swallow. My prick was still spurting short jets of semen all over the dude’s face. I grabbed my prick and furiously pumped it as fast and as hard as I could. I was not willing to let the amazing orgasm subside any sooner than possible. I saw Sara watching me with a huge grin on her face as long string of jism drooled from her lips. “Having fun, honey?” she asked.

Sara handed out ballots for the three prizes. Each category had boxes numbered 1 through 6 and each guy voted who he thought should win.

The vote for biggest cumshot was unanimous. As I expected #6 was the winner. The vote for the hardest cock was split 4-2 but the winner was #1, the guy with the curved cock. There was something about the way his cock looked that made it appear super hard. And the last guy to cum award went to #4 unanimously since it was very obvious who the winner was.

“All you guys are welcome to hang out and watch the winners receive their prizes or you are free to go,” Sara announced. Everybody opted to stick around. By now the sexual frenzy had cooled off and the guys were laying around with some cum drooling from half-hard cocks.

The room had a chaise lounge in it and Sara had #6 lay back on it while she got between his legs and sucked him off. Even though his first load was a prize winner, his second was almost more than Sara could handle. She eagerly swallowed but some cum shot out of both sides of her mouth. Everybody laughed and clapped as she finished sucking his dick clean of semen.

Then she proceeded to jack off #1 and #4. I was surprised at how quick #1 was able to cum a second time. Number #4 took a bit longer but with Sara’s expertise, no guy can hold out too long. After she had wiped both cocks clean with her lips and tongue, she asked the guy with the super thick prick, who was #3, to lay down on the chaise lounge.

“I’ve always wondered what a prick that thick would feel like stretching my vagina and now I’m going to find out,” Sara exclaimed. While watching the winners get their prizes, the rest of us had continued to stroke our pricks so #3 still had a great erection. His dick wasn’t super long, maybe 6-1/2 to 7-inches but was seriously as big around as a Coke can.

Sara had a bottle of Astroglide and she proceeded to coat #3 prick’s as liberally as possible. Then she poured some in her hand and wiped it up her slit. She climbed on the chaise lounge, straddling the guy and slowly lowered her sopping cunt onto his huge prick. Somehow it slid right in. As she lowered herself onto his cock, she let out a groan of ecstasy, not of pain.

“Omigod,” she moaned, “I’ve never felt this filled before in my life. God what a feeling. I can feel my cunt lips stretched to the limit.” She began to piston her pussy up and down the giant cock. It didn’t take long before I saw her body tense up and I knew she was having an orgasm. Sara is very orgasmic and I figured she was just getting started. She continued to thrust her body up and down the guy’s cock and I would estimate that about every tenth stroke she had another orgasm. I know how to read her very well and I knew that those climaxes must have been the best of her life. I was happy for her but felt very inadequate as I knew there was no way my prick could ever give her what she was currently experiencing.

Then #3 stiffened and his toes curled and I knew he was unloading more cum into her steaming pussy. She must have known he was cumming but that didn’t slow her down at all. She kept bouncing up and down on the giant cock letting out little screams each time she came. It was obvious she had no intentions of stopping any time soon but I knew the poor dude under her was getting intense sensations on his cock that were literally more than any man can stand. He tried to push her off, crying for her to stop. But she just kept fucking his dick and having orgasm after orgasm. Why would she want to stop? She was in her own world and never heard a word he was saying.

Finally the guy, who was a pretty big dude, grabbed her around the waist and held on for dear life, stopping her frenzied gyrations on his dick. She finally snapped out of whatever trance she was in and realized what she had been doing. He let go and she stepped off of him, allowing his soaking wet cock to slide out onto his thigh with cum still dripping from the tip. Sara stood next to him, still in somewhat of a daze with his cum load running down her legs.

“Oh, I am so sorry,” she said. “I know that after a guy cums you have to stop because the sensation becomes too intense. But I was so focused on my own pleasure that I didn’t really know what I was doing. But thank you for the best fuck of my life. I have never, ever experienced orgasms like that. I must have had ten or fifteen. I lost count.

Even though what I was witnessing really hurt my feelings, while she pounded her cunt onto his dick, I was furiously masturbating my own incredibly rock hard cock and unloaded a major cumshot all over her ass and back. But she was so into that huge cock that she never even felt it. I took a towel and started to wipe up my cum load. “What are you doing, honey?” she asked. “I just blew a major cumshot all over you while you were fucking your brains out,” I responded.

“Oh, I’m glad you were enjoying yourself,” she said. Then she addressed the room. “Do any of you guys have enough jism left to fuck me. I need more cock. And honey,” she said to me, “after all of the guys fuck me, I want you to go down on me and suck out all the cum.”

So that’s exactly what we did.

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Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock

By Spurtz

The Sara Series:
My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work
Sara Loves Giving Handjobs
Sara Finds a New Way for Both of Us to Cum
Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

My wife really loves to play with my dick and jack me off. And of course I love it. She likes to do all the other stuff too, but has become an incredible hand job artist. She gets so into it that she can actually achieve her own orgasms while pumping my cock.

We look at a lot of porn together. My computer is connected to a 42” monitor so we can really get the full experience of seeing sex onscreen. Lately we have started watching cuckhold porn where the wife in the video has sex with another man in front of the husband. Sometimes the husband just watches. Other times he jacks his own cock while watching, In the more extreme cuckhold videos, the husband even sucks the other guy’s cock and more.

My wife Sara typically plays with my cock while we watch porn. In some of the hotter cuckold videos, I have unexpectedly started shooting my cum before I even realized I was at that point.

“You really get off when the husband watches his wife jack off the other guy, don’t you?” Sara asked.

“I do,” I admitted, “There is something really hot about it.”

“Would you feel the same way watching me play with another man’s hard dick?” she wanted to know.

I had to think about it, but truthfully, visualizing my beautiful wife stroking a strange cock was a tantalizing thought. In my mind’s eye I could picture her hands flying up and down an erect cock with streams of cum shooting out.

“It’s a turn-on,” I admitted, “but the question is always, is the reality the same as the fantasy?”

“There’s only one way to find out,” she replied. Damn, I thought, she’s really serious about this. I could feel my cock start to thicken as I visualized it happening. Obviously I must have thought it was a good idea. “But where would we find somebody? I don’t want it to be one of our friends or anybody either of us works with,” I ventured.

Sara got a gleam in her eye and I suspected she already had somebody picked out. “Well, the last few times I have walked the dog down to the park, there’s been a guy there with his dog. We’ve talked, but no outright flirting and certainly nothing sex related. But I do find him appealing. How about you accompany me on the next dog walk since he appears to always be there at the same time I am. We can both approach him about it. You need to be there so he understands what the deal really is.”

The next day was Saturday, which was Sara’s usual day to go to the park with Sandy, our dog. We ambled down to the park and Sara pointed him out. She said his name was Jeff. Now confronted with actually having to make a proposition that I really wasn’t prepared for, I started to get cold feet. Sara could tell I was hesitant but she dragged me over to where Jeff was and introduced me.

After ten minutes of small talk, Sara, always the bold one in the family, took charge. “Jeff,” she said, “Steve and I have been talking about putting some new excitement in our lives and we want to ask if you would like to help out.” From the look on Jeff’s face, I think he already had an idea which way this conversation was headed. Not mincing any words, Sara continued, “We would like to invite you over to our condo one evening for some drinks followed by some sex.” Wow, I thought. She’s not pulling any punches.

I could tell by the look on Jeff’s face that he wasn’t that surprised. It made me wonder if maybe Sara had already mentioned something about it to him previously. I didn’t care as long as I wasn’t left out of the mix.

“Hey, guys….that’s a terrific offer. I’m definitely all in. But is this really something you are both fully committed to doing? Bringing an outsider into a relationship can be tricky. It can be great fun for everybody, but sometimes it’s not.”

“If you are worried about me being jealous, I’ve already thought it through,” I said. “There are some ground rules. We need to keep whatever we do as strictly a fun experience and not let anything too personal happen. That means no kissing or hugging, No intimacy beyond the down and dirty sex part, if that makes any sense.”

“That makes a lot of sense and I think it’s a good starting point. Just how far did you want to go?”

Sara followed up on Jeff’s question. She and I had already discussed what we were prepared to do. “At our first session, Steve and I just want to limit it to me giving you a handjob while he watches. If everything goes OK we can consider more in the future. We were hoping this could be an ongoing relationship and not a one-time thing.”

“Sounds like a great start,” Jeff replied. We then worked out the details. We decided to waste no time and asked Jeff if he was available that evening. He was, so we parted company and set a time to meet later that evening at our place.

Jeff showed up right on time. We sat around and had a couple of drinks talking about everything except what was already on everybody’s mind. Finally Sara took charge and invited us into the bedroom. She was wearing a loose shift type dress which she pulled off over her head. She was not wearing any underwear so she was totally naked. Jeff’s eyes devoured her luscious body and he started stripping off his clothes and I followed suit. Soon all three were stark naked and Jeff’s prick was already semi-hard. He was quite well endowed, but so am I. Our two dicks were quite similar in size, about 7-inches long and fairly thick. I am cut and I guess he was too, but he still had some foreskin. As his prick fully hardened, what foreskin was there rolled back on its own exposing a very nice looking cockhead. Sara was visibly excited looking forward to getting her hands on some strange cock.

A couple of weeks ago, more or less as a joke, Sara had bought me a male masturbation toy called AcmeJoy. It has a soft latex sleeve that slides over my cock. On the inside of the sleeve are many little protuberances that massages my penis as the sleeve rotates around my hard dick. The device has several speeds and also can be set to spin one way and then spin the other. You have to manually move it up and down on your cock or you can just let it sit in one position. Through practice I found that I could tilt it while stroking up and down and that applied extra pressure on my frenulum.

rotating penis stimulation sex toy
That’s my actual cock and my actual AcmeJoy
(Get Yours here)

Sara had suggested that I might want to use the toy on my cock while she worked over Jeff’s throbbing man-meat. The three of us got on the king sized bed. Sara lubed up my cock and slid the toy onto it. Then she turned to Jeff and poured a generous amount of lube on his throbbing cock and went to work. Sara had many tricks that made her a true handjob artist. She knew every part of a dick to stimulate and also knew just how long to stay on one particular part of a man’s anatomy.

Just watching her masturbate Jeff was a huge turn-on. I knew I didn’t need the AcmeJoy but turned it on anyway. God, what a feeling. I saw Sara slide one hand under Jeff’s big ballsack and I knew one of her fingers was headed for the guy’s asshole. I loved it when she did that to me. Then she surprised the hell out of me. She bent over and slid the bulging cockhead of Jeff’s prick right into her mouth and proceeded to suck his dick like a woman possessed.

This was not part of our agreement but I really didn’t care. Seeing her suck his dick was even more stimulating than watching her stroke it. Seeing his big dick slide back and forth in her mouth and with what the sex toy was doing to my cock, it was way too much stimulation. We hadn’t even been going at it for ten minutes when I blew a huge load of cum into the toy. It was definitely one of the best orgasms of my life. I had to turn off the toy because the sensation was literally more than I could stand.

I lay there totally wiped out and continued to watch Sara service Jeff’s cock. She saw that I had turned off the toy and she pulled her lips off of Jeff’s prick. “Give me the toy,” she demanded. “But it’s full of cum,” I replied. “I don’t care, give it to me, and don’t let the cum slide out.”

I pulled the toy off my prick and handed it to her. She immediately slid the cum-filled device right onto Jeff’s prick and turned it on. She had an almost evil grin on her face as she proceeded to milk Jeff’s dick with the toy. With one finger plunging in and out of his asshole, she jacked the toy up and down the length of Jeff’s turgid cock. I watched as his body shook and bucked as the orgasm of a lifetime hit the poor guy. He literally screamed as spurt after spurt of jism jetted from his dick into the rotating receptacle that encased his penis. Sara continued to work the toy up and down the poor guy’s cock as it spun around at the highest speed setting. The sensation had to be mind numbing. He was begging her to stop but she wouldn’t do it. He tried to pull away but she kept right after him. Finally she decided to give him a break and pulled the toy off his still throbbing cock, which was now bright red. As she did, two huge loads of cum spilled out of the sleeve all over poor Jeff’s cock. She pulled her finger out of his ass and immediately put it to her nose and took a big whiff. When I saw that, my prick involuntarily twitched up and down a few times as the last vestiges of cum drooled out of the tip. Why was I so turned on about my wife smelling some stranger’s asshole?

The three of us lay together on the bed trying to recover. Sara confessed that she had orgasmed three times during the session. But added that she really needed to feel a big cock inside her. With all the barriers long gone, Jeff and I took turns fucking her far into the night until we were both drained of semen. The insatiable little bitch still wanted more and attempted to coax our pricks back to life with her mouth and tongue. I somehow recovered enough to give her one final fuck while Jeff just lay there and looked at us in wonder.

Later that night after Jeff left, I asked her why she was so quick to go down on him after our agreement that only masturbation would be on the table. “I’m not sure,” she replied. “All I know is I was looking at the shiny head of his engorged prick and I just couldn’t help myself.” I didn’t tell her that I was jealous. Not jealous that she was sucking another guy’s dick. I was jealous that it wasn’t me sucking it. But I figured there was always next time.

I knew my sex life with Sara was forever changed and looked forward to what would come next.

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Here is another in the Sara series: My Wife Sara Loves Giving Handjobs.

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Mom

When I was sixteen, my mother had finally had enough. She threw my drunken, non-working father out. Oh, he thought he was so cute with his English accent, and tall, skinny good looks, but she had always been the one earning the money. She’s the one that developed that sewing app, so we had plenty of money.

My mother is fun-loving, but direct, and perhaps a bit eccentric. She was always easy to talk with, although sometimes what she said could be shocking.

Like, a year after Dad left, she told me, “I just kept him around for the sex.”

When I turned eighteen, my mother went kind of crazy. I mean nutty even by her standards. What am I talking about?

She suggested we masturbate together. I was embarrassed by the request. Oh, sure I jerked off all the time, but always in the privacy of my room. She never caught me or anything like that. I don’t think she’d seen me naked since I learned to take my own baths around age five.

Recovering from the shock of that request, I teased her a bit. “Oh, you just want to do that because you’re not having sex with Dad anymore.”

“True, and I haven’t been dating. I hate to say it, but none of the guys I’ve come across even measure up to your father’s low standards.”

“That’s pretty bad,” I answered laughingly.

In a way, I was kind of surprised. My mom gave birth to me when she was only 17 years old. She’s skinny and very pretty. She could be mistaken for my sister. Really. It’s happened. I’ve seen guys flirt with her. But she’s just not interested. I think her experience with Dad kind of turned her off to men. She probably thinks of all men as useless worms, only good for putting penises into women, and she deserves something more.

Like a bulldog with a rubber bone, she wouldn’t let go of the idea of masturbating together with her son. She brought it up several times over the next couple of weeks. Finally, in a surprisingly horny mood after hanging out innocently and frustratingly with a girl from college, I relented.

We got off to a hesitant start. I expected her to have a plan. To take the lead. Finally, it was decided that we’d play strip poker. We rummaged around the house for a deck of cards, and came up empty. So, we decided to flip a coin. Heads, I would take something off. Tails, she had to remove an item.

We were neck and neck as our shoes and socks came off. Then I lost my shirt. She complimented me on my skinny but strong chest and abs. Then she lost her shirt, but she had a bra on, so I didn’t get to see much. Oddly, I was looking forward to seeing my own mother’s tits. Weird, eh?

Now here’s where I got kind of embarrassed. Actually, really embarrassed. You see, in rapid succession, I lost my shorts, then my underpants. I was feeling all sorts of emotions. I did want to see my own mother naked. It was more of a curiosity than a horny thing – I think. But, I didn’t want her to see me. I mean, I was already half-erect. How could I possibly let her see me with an erection? That would be like admitting I find her attractive, and that I was enjoying her little game and looking forward to what was to cum, er… come. Well, it was just too weird, right?

I mean, how fucking bizarre! Playing strip poker with my mother? While the whole process took only a minute to think over, I kept turning it around in my little pea-brain. It was her idea after all. This is what she wanted. That was enough to sway me to hook my thumbs in my underpants and pull them down and off. I was more erect than I had realized. My penis was sticking straight up. Oh, it’s nothing special. Not eight inches or anything like that. But a good solid six inches I guess.

So there I was totally naked, and what did my mother do? She immediately stepped out of the remaining bra and panties she had on. There was my own mother, actually quite good-looking. She’s not nearly as tall as me, skinny but not too thin, with good firm tits, and a trimmed hairy patch in her crotch region. I found her attractive but not like fuckable or anything.

Then, she turned around, and I saw her firm butt. I mean, that woman’s butt, my own mother’s butt, was as firm as any 18-year-old girl. Firmer than most, actually.

That sent me. I mean, it totally fucking sent me. I loved seeing my mother’s ass, and my penis became harder. So much so that the glans was glistening like a mirror, something that seldom happens with me. My embarrassment evaporated immediately. Suddenly, I was proud for her to see me with my rock-hard erection. I couldn’t help but touch my penis a little bit. I wasn’t wanking, but it was like a reflexive grab and hold, maybe even with a little, slow, short stroking up and down. Right there with Mom watching!

Meanwhile, my crazy mother started holding and shaking her tits. She walked right up to me, and pressed those magnificent breasts right into my face, rubbing them on my cheeks.

I ejaculated. I didn’t mean to. It just happened. She noticed. She expressed momentary disappointment, then started laughing. It was contagious, and I started laughing also.

Now, I’m a good son. I couldn’t leave her standing there unorgasmed. After I calmed down a bit, I gestured for her to lay down on the sofa. I kind of hesitantly reached in and touched the hair over her vagina very gently.

She went “Oooh,” in a very appreciative way, letting me know there was no doubt I was on the right track.

I’m not super-experienced with women. In fact, I’ve only been to bed with two women. Girls, actually, that I knew from school. In both cases, it happened only once. With both girls, we did it in near total darkness. We were nervous, and ended up being about as straight-laced as one could get. In other words, we hugged and kissed for a while. Then I put on a condom, and pressed awkwardly into their vaginas.

The first girl was wet in that region already, so it was easy to get into her. I came right away. She guided me to licking her clit, which gave her an orgasm.

With the second girl, she wasn’t self-lubricating. I tried and tried to get it in her. We were both incredibly inept, until she suggested that we use some oil or something. We found some hand cream in her bathroom, and with that, I was finally able to slide in. I might have lasted 30 seconds at most. It was just enough time to discover how glorious it feels to be kissing and hugging all up tight with a woman and have my penis buried deep in her vagina. Heaven, really! Bang, I came. Big surprise, eh? I was all set to lick her clit also, but somehow she didn’t want anything more. We dressed, and she went home shortly thereafter. With both girls, I initially thought we’d get closer. I wanted to really get to know them, to go on dates, to hug and kiss, but in both cases, it was one time sex only.

So, there I was kind of sorting my fingers through my mother’s crotch hair. I guess I was looking for her clit. She gently grabbed my head and placed it where I could find her clit with my tongue instead. After fighting my way through the curly hairs for a minute, I dialed in on my objective. I tasted her girl cum. Or should I say mother cum? You know, the liquid that girls get. It was nice, not yukky like you might think it would be with one’s own mother. I was in wonder that I came out of that very slot right below her clit. This was the first woman I was with who had had a baby. I thought the slot would have been enlarged, but no, it was just regular. I couldn’t resist, I pressed my tongue as deep into the slot from which I came as I could, and she came. I mean, as I was probing into her tunnel, she started shaking, and kind of moaning, and I knew she was being hit with a big orgasm.

It took her a long while to calm down while I held Mom in my arms. The next thing I noticed is that daylight was streaming in through the curtains. I was spooned up behind my mother. As I was awakening, I felt a mix of emotions. I was calm, joyous, and happy, but also a little freaked out.

After coffee that morning she and I talked about what had happened. First, she apologized, practically in tears. She was concerned that she had psychologically damaged me. I reminded her that I was 18 years old, had fucked twice in my life so far, and could come to my own conclusions. That seemed to calm her. I told her I did enjoy the experience very much, but it did weird me out.

At the end of the conversation we decided that we might do it again, and that we’ll never go any further. As much as she’d like to have me fuck her, she has decided that’s just too weird. I agree, and don’t feel a need to do that.

Update: We have played again, but it’s different than with my new girlfriend. With Cindy, it’s full-on fucking, loving, and a very nice thing. With Mom, we’ve kind of resolved to simply masturbate in each other’s presence. She’ll finger herself to a nice orgasm, and I’ll totally wank in front of her. We’ve done it while watching erotic movies on TV, and once on my 19th birthday, and one other time on her 36th birthday. One time, I was naked and wanking while sitting on a kitchen chair while my mother was making a pie crust from scratch. We talked, I wanked, and before long I was squirting cum into my hand. She had a twinkle in her eye as she watched me do that.

All in all, I know my relationship with Mom is unusual. Cindy knows about it and is fine with it. However, lately, Cindy has been hinting that she’d like some sort of masturbatory three-way with us. Mom and I are closer than ever. We aren’t hurting anyone, even ourselves. We know the limits. We’re also realistic. We realize that what we’ve been doing is good clean fun, but nothing more. I believe my mother would like to do something with Cindy, so I’m really looking forward to the three of us getting together.

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Stratified Squamous Epithelium

stratified squamous epithelium on penis glans

FUN FACTS by Spurtz

Have you ever experienced a situation where you have had an everyday contact with something and never realized that it had a totally unique quality that you had overlooked for many years?

In fact, you might never have realized that this unique quality existed until you read about it here.

It’s something that men see and handle every single day of their life and something that most women see and handle frequently, especially as they get out of their teens. Think about it. There is probably only one thing in the world that fits that description. You guessed it. It’s the penis.

But wait, what’s so unique about a dick that most of us likely never realized? Well, just take a good look at the head of a cock. One preferably stretched super tight with a world class hard-on. Notice how smooth and shiny the skin is? Think about it. Where else is there skin like that on the human body? There isn’t. Cockhead skin is totally unique. Or is it?

Nobody probably really wants the details but cockhead skin is known as stratified squamous epithelium. Doesn’t that turn you on?

But did you know that the skin on your lips is also known as stratified squamous epithelium? Pull your lips tight so any wrinkles or creases disappear. Damn! Looks exactly like a smooth cock head. Another close connection between the mouth and a dick head.

Stick out your tongue. Admittedly there is some similarity in looks but a closer examination shows that the tongue has a totally different texture. Hook the end of your tongue inside your bottom teeth and push the tongue out to a convex shape. You will see a myriad of openings in it. And in actuality the tongue is not made of skin. It’s a muscle covered in a mucous membrane. No relationship to skin at all.

But a dickhead, with the skin stretched super tight, is as smooth and as flawless as a piece of highly polished metal. And if you and your partner are lucky, also damn near as hard.

Let’s get back to the similarity in looks between a cockhead and the lips. As odd as it may seem, there is a very strong symbiotic relationship between the two. One definition of a symbiotic relationship is as follows: “A symbiotic relationship essentially means a relationship between two organisms, which may or may not benefit one or both.”

Forget the words “may not” in this instance. We all know that when lips touch the glans, there is great benefit for both organs. Or let’s hope so. Some of the ladies might take exception to that statement.

But I’m sure every guy will agree that having lips slide over your glans is one of the better feelings in the world.

We have to ask ourselves, “Why does a dickhead have this unique skin?” One reason I can think of is that it allows your hard prick to more easily slide into your partner’s mouth. Oh, wait. That doesn’t result in pregnancy and pregnancy is what keeps the human race alive. So it more likely is to allow that shiny-headed dick to slide more easily into a vagina. And for those interested in other alternatives, it probably helps it enter an anus with less fuss as well.

So dear reader, think about it. Have you ever wondered about the skin on the head of a cock? I didn’t think so.

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The Handy Squad

Fiction by Spurtz

Jill, Charli, and Amanda were three teen high school girls. They had been close friends since grade school. They all lived in the same neighborhood. They shared all their secrets with each other and it soon became obvious that all three had an unusual interest in cocks. Sure, they had seen plenty of photos and videos on line but all three agreed that was nothing compared to actually touching and feeling a hard dick.

The Handy Squad

All three had some minor experience with cocks. Jill had a regular boyfriend and every time they were necking and making out, he would put her hand on his hard dick through his pants. He was too shy to take it out and she was equally too shy to ask him to show it.

Charli had gone with a date to a notorious lover’s lane where many high schoolers parked to make out. After much kissing and hugging, her date got one of her tits freed and was sucking on it. He unzipped his pants and was in the process of freeing his hard-on when Charli noticed two guys shining a flashlight in an adjacent car. She told her date and they both frantically tried to get decent. Her date had just zipped up his pants when two cops appeared at the side window shining a flashlight in the open window. “Time to go home, kids,” the cop told them.

That event scared them both so badly that no further attempt at sex took place.

Amanda made it a bit farther along with her date. He got his cock out and placed her hand on it. After just a few furtive movements of her hand, he ejaculated several spurts of cum all over his pants and shirt. Some got on her hand. She had heard that teen boys could be quick on the trigger but this was ridiculous. The boy was mortified and nothing was ever attempted again.

The three girls shared these stories. Jill and Charli wanted to know what Amanda’s date’s cock looked like but she said it was so dark she couldn’t really tell. This started what became almost an obsession with the three teens to have some actual contact with an erect cock. They endlessly talked about schemes to achieve contact with hard cocks but all the various ideas were discarded as either unrealistic or had the potential to have them branded as sluts at school.

Finally, Jill came up with a unique idea. She had a part time summer job at a local AARP office. Plus she was super handy with a computer. She tapped in to the AARP member database and got the names, addresses, and phone numbers of all members between the ages of 60 and 70 who lived in their ZIP code and were single or divorced. She came up with nearly 50 names. Jill proposed that they approach these older men and propose to give them a free handjob. Jill said this could almost be viewed as a public service as chances were that the only sex they were getting was with their own hand.

“But,” Charli objected, “who wants to play with some shriveled up old dick?”

“I’ve done some reading up on it,” responded Jill, “and what I’ve learned is that as a guy ages there is almost no change in his dick. It looks basically the same at 60 as it did at 15. Just bigger. And bigger is always better.”

“But some of these old guys are going to be fat and gross,” said Amanda. “I don’t want to be jerking off some old fat guy.”

Jill had an answer for that. “If we go to the dude’s door and he turns out to be fat and gross or too ugly, we just tell him we are collecting donations for the Girl Scouts. He’ll probably turn us down and we just leave.”

After much more discussion the three decided to give it a try.

The girls chose to wear their school uniforms. The uniforms were plaid skirts, which were surprisingly short, white blouses with a little red ribbon at the neck, knee-high white socks, and black Mary Jane shoes. The girls thought this was a good idea as the outfits made them look about 13 or 14 and they figured that would get the old guys to get a hard-on that much quicker. They decided to call themselves “The Handy Squad.”

They went over the addresses they had and crossed out any that were in a poor neighborhood. They figured it was best to limit themselves to upper middle class or upper class addresses. They elected to start with addresses that were within walking distance or a convenient bus ride. Nothing too close to home. They thought that some of the men might be interested in a return visit so they set up an anonymous email address where they could be contacted. The first visit would be free but return visits would be $100. They also decided that any man they contacted would have to agree to a quick shower before they gave him their treatment. If they were going to play with a guy’s cock, they wanted that to be a nice clean cock.

When they headed out to their first address, they all admitted to being scared and nervous. They weren’t concerned about being attacked or raped as they figured with three of them, there was safety in numbers. But what they were doing was pretty bold stuff for three 17-year old teens.

They arrived at a very nice upscale home and rang the doorbell. They were all relieved to see the door answered by a nice looking older man who was casually dressed in nice clothes. Jill had been selected as the spokesperson for the group. They had agreed that if any of the girls objected to the guy, they would give a quick little shake of their head before Jill said anything. Jill looked at both of her mates and they were both smiling.

“Hi,” Jill said, “we are the Handy Squad and are providing free handy’s to older gentlemen like yourself as a public service.”

“Free is usually good,” the man replied, “but I’m afraid I don’t know what a handy is. Can you be more specific?” Jill was a bit taken aback with this response. “Well, it’s a handjob. That’s all,” she said.

“You young girls are offering handjobs?” the guy replied with shock on his face. “I could go to jail having sex with girls as young as you.”

“We’re in Pennsylvania and the legal age of consent is 16. We are all 17 so there is no problem. We all have I.D. cards with our photo and age that we can show you but we will have to cover up our names and addresses for obvious reasons.”

“Well, if you say you are 17, I believe you, but you sure look younger than that. OK, what’s the catch? How much are you charging?”

“No charge. Our only requirement is that you take a shower before we start,” responded Charli.

“Well, hell, let’s get started. Come on in. Get yourself a soft drink out of the fridge while I take that shower”

Ten minutes later he called out that he was ready and waiting in the bedroom. The girls looked at each other. If they were going to back out, now was the time. They smiled and Amanda said “Let’s go upstairs.”

When they got to the bedroom Mr. Johnson was standing there in the nude. His penis was jutting out, already about half hard, probably in anticipation of what was coming. The girls had decided beforehand that part of their routine was to complement the men on their cocks. They begin by telling him what a nice penis he had and how much they were looking forward to jacking him off. The girls told him that this was all new to them and they needed his instructions on things they could do to his cock that made him feel good. They had him lay back on the bed and Jill explained what was going to happen.

“I’m going to be the first to jack your cock. Then Charli is going to take over and Amanda will finish you off. Each of us will take about ten minutes stroking your penis. So the total treatment will last about 30 minutes. Any time you think you might be about to cum, you must say something and we will back off. You have to make it last until Amanda finishes you off. This is important. While we are working you over we want your instructions on what we can do to make it feel better. Please be patient with us as you are the first man we have ever masturbated and we want it to be great for you. After you’ve cum, we will clean you up and take several minutes to make sure your cock is nice and clean. Charli has a packet of washcloths we brought along specifically for clean-up purposes. We feel a thorough clean-up is important rather than walking off and leaving you covered in cum.”

“Are you girls going to get undressed?” he wanted to know. “No,” replied Jill, “this isn’t about us. It’s all about your hard cock. You’ve probably never had three cute teens jack you off before and we want this to be the best handy you’ve ever had.”

With that, Jill climbed onto the bed and got between his legs. Finally, she thought, my first real penis and it’s a nice one. She estimated it was maybe six and a half inches long and fairly thick. He was circumcised and had a very attractive cockhead that had a nice purple color. She really wasn’t expecting an old guy to have such a rock hard prick but of course she had no basis for comparison. She had felt her boyfriend’s dick through his pants but she didn’t think it ever felt this hard. She had seen numerous handjobs given on the internet so she roughly knew what to do. She lightly gripped his nuts with her left hand and started jacking his rock hard cock with the other. Over the thirty minutes that the three teens stroked the man’s cock he had given them a number of instructions. One was placing the palm of their hand on the tip of his dick and rubbing it back and forth in a circular motion. Another was steepling their fingers and sliding them down over his cock head which stimulated the coronal ridge, a very sensitive area. And of course he showed them how to pay special attention the frenulum area, even explaining that an ejaculation could be coaxed out just by rubbing that area.

When it was Charli’s turn she was thrilled. She had had many fantasies imagining what it would be like to actually have a nice erect dick in her hands and it was even more exciting than she had dreamed. She couldn’t take her eyes off of that throbbing cock. It was like the guy didn’t even exist, just his dick. He had to stop her a couple of times because he was on the verge of cumming. But even when she had to stop jerking him off, she couldn’t let go of that wonderful cock. She was hooked on dicks for sure.

Then Amanda moved into position and took over. Charli hated to let go of Mr. Johnson’s cock but it was Amanda’s turn. The girls had decided that they would take turns being last as they moved on to other men, so that all three would get to experience actually bringing on the ejaculation. Amanda pumped away really enjoying watching the bulbous red head of his cock disappear and then reappear out of her fist. She knew he was close as his body started jerking in little convulsions. He blurted out, “When I start to cum, don’t stop. In fact grip harder and go faster.” She was already aware of this because all three girls had read everything they could find on handjobs and she knew that many women would stop pumping or even let go when the cum started shooting and that this really ruined the orgasm for the man.

Even though Amanda’s full ten minutes of jerking was not up, it was pretty obvious that Mr. Johnson had arrived at the point where even if she had stopped, he was going to cum. As his orgasm neared, he cried out “Tighter, faster,” and Amanda did just that. Without any warning the cum started spurting out of the man’s cock. Very forceful streams shot up his chest and onto his face. Amanda was a bit shocked because she really wasn’t expecting so much cum. It was at least twice what her boyfriend had ejaculated in her one previous experience. She kept on pumping as her two teammates screamed with pleasure as they watched stream after stream of semen jetting from Johnson’s cock. Amanda dutifully kept jacking until there was no more cum to have. She finally let go of his dick and picked up one of the handcloths and wiped her hands first. Then she delicately took hold of his wilting penis and wiped all the semen off and then wiped his chest and even his face. She noticed that his dick had a thin string of semen drooling from the tip and she went back and cleaned that up.

Johnson lay on the bed, totally wiped out. His dick was bright red from the beating the girls had given it. “Omigod, girls,” he gasped, “that was the best handjob I’ve ever had in my entire life. Can I get you to come back and do it again. In fact, if you give me a few minutes to rest, I’d like to do it again right now.”

Jill answered. “We can’t do it now, we have to get home. We can come back but seconds cost $100. First handy is free.”

“Cost is not an issue. It would be the best $100 I ever spent. What I would like to do is set up weekly visits at $100 each. In fact, make it $200, and if all three of you will get undressed while jacking me off, I’ll make it $300. What do you say?”

“We need to talk it over and will get back to you. We have your phone number,” answered Jill. “But let me warn you, if we agree to get undressed, it’s just for looking. No fucking.”

“How about blowjobs?” he countered. I could go $500 a week if all three would take turns blowing me.”

Unknown to the girls, he couldn’t hire a decent hooker for a blowjob for $500 but to them it was a lot of money.

Jill thought that this guy must have plenty of money to spend that much weekly. “None of us have ever sucked a cock before,” she said. “We really need to discuss it and let you know.”

The girls said their goodbyes and told him how much they enjoyed jacking him off and seeing him spurt. He was overjoyed that they had searched him out and explained how he thought his sex life was over and that having the experience with them was one of the most wonderful things that had ever happened to him.

As the girls walked home they joyfully discussed what they just had experienced. They all raved about the opportunity to see a real penis in the flesh and to jack it and watch it spurt. They talked about how many more names were on the list and although the offer for repeat performances with Mr. Johnson was greatly appreciated, the thought of many more different cocks was also very appealing.

Being the realist in the group, Charli pointed out that it didn’t have to be one or the other. They could do both. The only possible fly in the ointment was their time was not always their own. They had parents. It might be difficult to set up weekly meetings with Mr. Johnson where all three girls would be available. “How do you feel about sucking his cock and being totally naked?” asked Jill.

Amanda responded, “I don’t mind going naked. You know he will try to grab our tits and maybe get his fingers in our pussies. I can handle that. And he does have a really nice dick. I could picture myself sucking it as long as he doesn’t cum in my mouth.”

“That would be gross,” replied Jill, “although I see a lot of women on the internet taking a load in their mouth and loving it. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. But if we agree to his deal, we could make a rule of no cum in our mouths. Anyway, we don’t have to make a decision right now. I’m looking forward to the next guy on our list. Variety is the spice of life, they say. The more dicks I can jack off, the better.“

Author’s note: You probably already figured it out but this story is a fantasy.

The Handy Squad – Part 2

Continuing the fantasy…..

The three 17 year old high school girls who made up The Handy Squad had made it their goal to approach a different older man each week and offer to provide him a free handjob. The initial contact had proven so successful with Mr. Johnson, who turned out to be quite wealthy, that he was willing to pay them a substantial amount of money to see him once each week and get him off. However, he had some special conditions which they had discussed at length as to whether or not they wanted to agree. One condition was that they all be nude. All three girls had really nice athletic bodies and weren’t afraid to show them off so that was not a problem. Jill had some concerns that Mr. Johnson would try to grab their tits or get his fingers in their bare pussies but both Charli and Amanda were confident they could handle that issue. The other condition was that all three girls would take turns sucking his cock. Again, all three were ok with that as long as he didn’t cum in their mouth and Mr. Johnson agreed with that.

None of the girls had ever sucked a dick before so they were looking forward to this new experience.

Their original plan was to meet the men on a school day. They wanted to wear their school uniforms which made them look even younger than they were. Their school let out at 3 pm and their parents usually didn’t get home from work until 5:30 or 6 pm. Jill and Charli both had single moms and Amanda’s parents both worked. So the girls could leave right from school and have about three hours to meet different older men and jack them off. And still get home before any parents did.

When they first started The Handy Squad they had addresses for older single men who were within walking distance or a short bus ride. They decided to meet Mr. Johnson for his weekly session on the weekends because they could always come up with some excuse to be gone for a two or three hours while they worked over Mr. Johnson’s hard cock.

The first repeat session with Mr. Johnson went extremely well. He was a really nice older guy who was very respectful to the three girls and never made any weird demands. Jill was the first of the three to take his cock in her mouth. None of the girls had ever sucked a dick before but both Jill and Charli took to it very quickly. They both discovered that it was something they really enjoyed. Amanda initially just tolerated it but as the weeks went by, she learned to look forward to having Mr. Johnson’s hard cock in her mouth. Jill knew it was just a matter of time before one of them took a blowjob too far and ended up with a load of cum in their mouth. The three of them had discussed it and all three had decided that they kind of looked forward to the experience since it would be a new experience.

They settled into a routine of hitting a new guy one day each week. A second weekday was set aside for repeats as nearly every guy wanted a repeat performance. The original plan was to charge $100 for a repeat performance but so many men requested repeats that they raised the price to $200. Coupled with the $500 Mr. Johnson was paying each week gave them enough money to pay an Uber to take them around so they didn’t have to walk or ride a bus. With plenty left over.

The men that came after Mr. Johnson were not all a winner like he was. One guy refused their services totally as he thought it was some kind of scam to blackmail him. Another guy couldn’t get fully hard although he did get hard enough that they eventually made him cum. Two guys were gay so that was a no-go. And one guy was a religious nut who went on a rant about what they were doing was an abomination under God and also illegal. They didn’t bother to argue the point but they were in Pennsylvania where the legal age of consent is 16 and as long as it was a free service, they weren’t breaking any laws. The repeat fee was probably illegal but who was going to complain? Anyway they told the guy they would stop what they were doing and repent their sins to shut him up before he called the cops. Even though the cops wouldn’t do anything because they weren’t breaking the law, they were afraid the cops would tell their parents.

But they also had many successes and learned even more about how to give a world class handjob. One guy introduced them to the use of a lubricant. Which they really liked and made it a point to always carry a bottle of K-Y with them on all future visits. Another guy tried to talk them into fingering his butthole while they jacked his cock but they thought that was gross. Until two more men suggested the same thing, so they decided to give it a try. That became part of their jackoff routine to the enjoyment of their partners.

About the fifth or sixth guy they successfully approached was Mr. Pirelli. He was a really good looking older dude. Very distinguished looking and lived in what was literally a mansion. He was extremely enthused about their offer. They later learned that he had a very active sex life but he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have three cute teens jack off his penis. And what a penis is was. Jill thought it was the most beautiful cock she had ever seen and the other two agreed. Not only was it beautiful but it was very large. They all thought it had to be at least eight inches long and very thick. And extremely hard.

The girls, who all had an obsession with hard cocks, literally worshipped Mr. Pirelli’s monster dick. He insisted the girl’s call him Don. After the three took turns jacking his rock hard throbbing prick to a monster cum, they couldn’t leave it alone. They took turns taking a long time to clean up the cum and wipe his still firm penis dry. As they cleaned him up a small drop of semen appeared at the tip of his cock and Charli leaned in and licked it off. Then the other two girls touched their tongue to his dick and all three lapped away. His prick responded as expected and this time the girls each took turns sucking his throbbing monster. Even though he had just cum, after five weeks of sucking Mr. Johnson’s cock, they were all talented cocksuckers and it wasn’t long before Don was ready to blow again.

Jill was the one sucking him at the time and she could tell he was on the verge of filling her mouth and throat with jism. And she wanted it. Knowing she could make him cum gave her a huge feeling of accomplishment and power. She jammed a finger up his ass and grabbed his nuts with the other hand as her lips flew up and down the length of his giant prick. She was the only one of the three who had mastered the art of deep throat and she had Don’s cock down her throat as far as it would go. As her head bobbed up and down she felt his body tense up and he grabbed her head with both hands and guided her bobbing head to the exact rhythm he needed to achieve orgasm. She felt his cock pulse as the semen coursed its way up the length of his prick and his balls twitched in her hand. Finally her goal was reached as spurt after powerful spurt of Don’s cum shot down her throat. As fast as the cum came, Jill swallowed and swallowed. For a second she was afraid it was more than she could handle and a bit did squirt out of her mouth. But she managed to take most of the load down her throat. Even after she was sure she had sucked the last drop of semen from Don’s monster cock, she kept on sucking as hard as she could. Finally, Don could take no more and pushed her head off of his dick telling her the sensitivity was more than he could handle.

They lay there together. His still hard prick just inches from her mouth. She slid closer and planted a wet kiss on the tip of his cock. The other two girls leaned in and smothered his cock with kisses.

“Girls,” gasped Don, “I’ve had too many blowjobs to count, but without a doubt that was the best one I’ve ever had in my entire life and it was with a 17-year old kid. And you took my entire prick right to the balls. Where did you learn to suck a dick like that?”

Jill decided not to answer and let him wonder. Amanda said “Mr. Pirelli, we have to get going in order to get home before our parents. We’ve never gotten a guy off twice in one meeting before so we’ve been here longer than usual.”

As the girls got themselves together preparing to leave, Don handed Jill a thousand dollars in cash and said, “I know you girls don’t charge but I want you to have this. It’s the only way I can express what a wonderful experience this has been for me. And you will definitely be hearing from me again.”

The Handy Squad – Chapter 3

The fantasy continues…..

The three girls continued on their “public service,” as they liked to call it, of searching out older single men and giving out free handjobs. Jill, Charli, and Amanda had been super tight friends since grade school and all three had shared every aspect of their life, even their deepest, darkest secrets, with each other. One thing they all agreed on was they were extremely enamored with men’s cocks. Although prior to forming The Handy Squad, they had very little actual contact with a real penis. Which was why The Handy Squad was born.

In just the first few months of the Squad’s existence, they had managed to jerk off an impressive number of older men. Most of whom requested follow-up sessions. The first contact was free and what they considered a public service. But repeat sessions were $200 each. Plus they had a standing weekly get together with a Mr. Johnson who paid them $500 weekly for handjobs and blowjobs.

The girls had discussed about going to the next step with any of these men and allowing actual intercourse. They had decided against it. After all, they were only 17 and the men they were seeing were all 60 and up.

One of the men who they met was Don Pirelli. What they didn’t know when he answered the door of what could literally be considered a mansion, was that the mansion was only a guest house down the street from his real home where he had a complete staff in a really huge estate. He also carried the tile of a Count from his former country. And was fabulously wealthy. The girls were very fortunate to catch him alone at the guest house because if they had knocked on the door of his estate, it would have been answered by one of the staff and they would never have gotten close to the Count.

They did jack him off and that somehow led to Jill giving him what he called the best blowjob of his life. She did have some experience as they all had been sucking off Mr. Johnson for the past five weeks. The Count was so impressed that he gave the girls a thousand dollars and immediately made plans to see them again. However after a couple more sessions with the Count, Jill had become obsessed with his overly large penis. And it wasn’t just the size. She thought it was the best looking cock she had ever seen and had become totally obsessed with it. It was all that she thought about.

She contacted the Count and made arrangements to meet him at the guest house. She was already feeling guilty about not telling the rest of the Handy Squad what she was doing. But she wanted at least one session with the Count’s beautiful cock all to herself. In the last two sessions with him the girls had taken turns jacking him off. He was actually partial to handjobs and his reasoning was he liked viewing his cock being worked over with the hands of the three teens. And he especially got off on seeing his cock spurt streams of cum. If his dick was buried in one of the girl’s mouths, he couldn’t admire his bulging shiny cockhead and couldn’t get off seeing himself ejaculate halfway across the room. And the girls agreed. They also got off seeing him blast a load of cum out of his monster cock.

When Jill arrived at the guest house, the Count wanted to know where her teammates were? She explained that the three of them had agreed that no actual fucking would occur with any of the men they serviced. But she admitted to the Count that she had an all-consuming desire to have his big prick buried deep in her pussy. She told him that’s all she thought about 24/7 and it was driving her crazy. She told him that she’d never been fucked but spent all her waking hours visualizing what it would feel like to have her pussy stretched with the Count’s huge prick.

Don Pirelli was all for the idea. He confessed that he had visions of fucking her ever since he met her. They both shed their clothing and climbed onto the Count’s California King Size bed. His cock was instantly hard and Jill immediately grabbed it, stroked it, kissed it and sucked the bulbous head. The Count liberally coated his throbbing cock with lubricant and also smeared it over the entrance to Jill’s cunt. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs. The Count directed the head of his penis to her opening and attempted to enter her. The head finally slid into her followed by about five or six inches of throbbing cock. The head bumped up against her cervix and she winced with the slight pain. He realized that he had to take it easy since she was a virgin. She had already told him that all three of the girls had already destroyed their hymens playing with Amanda’s mother’s large collection of dildoes and vibrators. They had spent hours getting each other off long before they formed The Handy Squad.

Still, it was important to take it somewhat easy with a girl who had never been fucked before. The Count spent the next hour thrusting his hard prick in and out of Jill’s now juicy teen cunt. Anytime he got close to cumming he would back off for a bit or change to a new position. The Count knew every coital position that existed and tried them all out on the willing teen. She turned out to be multi-orgasmic and they both lost count of how many times she came. Finally it was his turn and with an almost animalistic heaving of the two bodies, he felt the cum start to ejaculate from his big cock into the sweet teen’s vagina. They were back in the missionary position and she had her legs locked around him and screamed with ecstasy, and some pain, as she felt the semen splatter against her insides. Finally his thrusts diminished as the last of his orgasm brought him down and the two of them lay there exhausted. After a few minutes she felt his cock slip from her and she reversed her position on the bed and took his wilting penis in her mouth and sucked it clean of her juices and his cum. The combination of the two flavors was very unique and she looked forward to experiencing it many more times.

Jill had been gone for a long time and had to get home. The Count gave her another thousand dollars which sounds like a lot but was pocket change to him. At any given time he carried fifteen to twenty thousand in cash. She took an Uber home and once there, called Charli and Amanda and asked them to come over to her house.

Once all three girls were there, Jill confessed to what she had done. She was afraid they would be mad at her but actually they thought it was great that she took that step. She offered to split the money with them but they said she earned it. But they both now admitted they would like to fuck the Count as, like Jill, they wondered what it would feel like to be penetrated by a cock that large. She told them it was fabulous. She was frankly a bit jealous to share the Count’s cock with her friends but she realized there was no room for jealousy. Because of many factors, her relationship with the Count would never be anything more than sexual so it was only fair that the other girls get their share.

Another meeting was set up for a few days in the future and the three teens hooked up once again with the Count. Jill was surprised that she actually got a sexual thrill, along with some pangs of jealousy, watching the Count’s huge member thrusting into the pussies of her two best friends. The Count fucked Charli first and after a few minutes rest, he assaulted Amanda’s waiting pussy for a second ejaculation.

After both copulations, Jill made it her duty to suck his cock clean of semen and her friend’s vaginal juices. The Count felt bad about not being up to fucking Jill in the time they had left but made up for it by licking and sucking her clit to several screaming orgasms. Jill was on birth control but the other two were not. But the Count had Julie pills available for the girls to take and neither was in what was considered their ovulation periods so the risk of pregnancy was almost non-existent. They made plans for another hookup the following week and the Count promised to fuck all three of them.

The Count handed out another thousand dollars to each of the three girls. As the girls headed home in an Uber they discussed what to do about all the money they were getting. There really was no way to spend it and hide it from their parents. Between the $500 a week Mr. Johnson was giving them and then another $200 a week for a repeat with former sessions, plus the thousand a week each girl was going to be getting from the Count, the total was $3,700 a week. Divided three ways, that was $1,233 a week for each girl. Tax fee. That was almost $65,000 net a year. What to do? Charli came up with opening savings accounts and just saving the money until they were older. With a bit of cleverness they could keep the accounts hidden from their parents and build a nice little nest egg for when they left home and were out on their own.

And realistically, how long could they keep up the pace with The Handy Squad? At some point all the jacking, sucking and fucking was going to get to be too much too handle. But for now, it was sure a lot of fun to play with all of those different hard cocks.

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Under the Table

Sex under the dining table

My girlfriend, Niomi, read something in a book, and wanted to try it out.

She read that in ancient Japan, it was not uncommon for a group of men at a dinner to have someone crawling under their low table from man to man, and sucking each guy off. The guys were supposed to be very strong, and not show any change in facial expression when they ejaculated. I’m not quite sure how that worked, because as I understand it, the Japanese used to eat at very low tables.

Anyway, Ni became obsessed with the idea.

One evening we ate dinner together as usual, but she insisted we both be naked. I was all for that. After dessert, she climbed down under the table, and gave me a blowjob. It was easy for her, because she is tiny, easily able to fit under a table.

I was delighted. She was delighted. But, she wasn’t quite satisfied. I knew what she really wanted, but it wouldn’t be easy.

Her birthday was May 6. For two weeks leading up to the day, I started emailing friends and associates – certain ones – ones that would be accepting of the idea, and invited them to this special dinner. It took some doing to get 12 men together. I started inviting lesser and lesser acquaintances, and started to worry that some of them may not ‘get it’ or freak out. But, for Niomi, it had to be done, right?

The evening arrived. I’m sure Niomi figured out what was up when she saw the volume of food I was cooking up, and people started arriving.

As the men were arriving, I set up a second table next to the main dining table so there’d be enough room for everyone. The doorbell rang once more, and there was Tony, but he had brought Michelle, his girlfriend along. I was like “What the fuck?” but didn’t actually say anything. It seemed like having another woman there might mess up our plans, but what could I do?

It took some doing to get the festivities under way. I had turned up the heat to where people might start to be uncomfortable in clothing, but still, there was quite a bit of hesitancy before everyone started removing their clothes.

I was worried that Niomi and Michelle might hang back, but no, they threw off their clothes as well. I have to tell you, Michelle is a real looker. She has that classic slim Asian look, with small breasts and neatly trimmed black hair over her vaginal area. She was almost as short as Niomi, but Ni has classic Nordic looks with big boobs.

So, we all ate dinner naked. That, in itself was a real delight. I know I should have been staring at Niomi’s boobs above the table, but my gaze was drawn to Michelle numerous times. I hope my glancing in her direction wasn’t obvious.

Now, the one thing that I was very curious about was what was under the table. Were these men erect? I was trying to figure out ways to get a look under there, but didn’t manage to do so. I know I was erect about half of the time. I was also a bit worried that some of the other men might see me erect under there, which for some reason would have been terribly embarrassing.

Dessert came and went. Without any announcement, Ni crawled under the table. All the people, including Michelle, I assume, had been informed of the plan.

Niomi went from man to man, while we had a conversation. The ongoing conversation was important, because the men had to be resolute and not show that they were orgasming. The conversation was a bit stilted, a bit artificial at first, but soon, it became sexual in nature and everyone became quite animated.

Ni’s travel from man to man took quite a long time. I guess some guys take longer to cum than others. I was about the sixth one. I’m proud to say I was in mid-sentence when I came in her mouth, and didn’t miss a beat, although maybe my voice went a bit higher for a split-second.

I assumed Ni would just skip over Michelle. But no, even though we couldn’t see what was going on under the table, it was quite clear that Michelle was getting the licking of her life. She was slumped low in the chair, and did let out a quiet little moan as her body stiffened during her orgasm.

So that was our evening. After everyone left, Ni thanked me profusely, and hinted that she has another thing that she wants to do with our friends maybe in a month or so. I keep trying to get her to tell me what she’s thinking, but so far, she’s keeping it a secret.

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Two-Person Office

I work with this super-hot redhead. We share an office. Even though she’s much younger, we find lots to talk about besides work. Since we are the only two in the building, our conversations can be far-ranging and free.

I’ve had the hots for her since I started the job, but I’ve always kept my pants zipped. I mean, I’d never bring up anything of a sexual nature, because it might be considered sexual harassment or something. Besides, if it wasn’t to her taste, I wouldn’t want to offend her.

One day an article came across her computer about all those Catholic priests who molested children. She muttered, “Why didn’t they just masturbate, and leave the kids alone?”

I wasn’t sure I heard her right so I had to ask, “What was that?”

“Oh, I was just commenting that those stupid priests should have just masturbated so they could control their sexual urges.”

I had never heard anything like that from Cathy before. It was shocking and refreshing. I felt she was more of a kindred spirit in a way. But, racking my brain in the moment, I couldn’t come up with a way to extend the conversation.

“Do you agree?” she asked me.

Wow! What an opening, if I could work it right. If I understood the possible direction she might want to take this discussion.

“Oh yes. That’s the reason I’m always cool as a cucumber.”

She laughed, knowing I’m not all that cool.

“I mean, I masturbate. I think it is very important to relieve horniness, so one doesn’t go all crazy in public. That may be why God gave us the ability to masturbate. To control our urges. Just like crying and laughter are outlets for our other emotions.”

“I’ve never thought of that,” she said, adding, “But you’re married.”

“I am, but my wife and I have an understanding. We are deeply in love, but she lost interest in sex. She has told me I can do things with other people as long as it is not fucking.” I couldn’t believe I came right out and used the word ‘fucking’ with Cathy. This was certainly breaking new ground.

“Really! Same with Benny” [her husband]. “He says if I want to jill with the girls from time to time, he’s fine with that.”

“What about wanking with guys?”

“He has never really specified. But if it was someone nice, and harmless, like you, well I’m sure he’d be fine with that.”

I’m sure you can figure out where this conversation led. At quitting time, we locked the door to the office, and mutually masturbated each other to spectacular orgasms. You’d think I’d be finished, but was ready for more. We set out some mats, and sixty-nined each other. I have to tell you, her pussy tasted so natural and nice.

I don’t keep secrets from my wife, so after dinner, I told her all about it.

“Good, she said, that takes the pressure off me.” So this was super cool. I had the green light to masturbate with Cathy whenever I wanted. The only thing is that my wife said that I couldn’t fuck Cathy. That would be just be too problematic. I totally agreed.

The next day, I told Cathy about that discussion, and she said that her husband gave her the green light also.

That was four years ago. I’ve had several opportunities to take more interesting, and higher paying jobs, but for some reason, I stay right in that office with Cathy.