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Masturbating with Friends and Family Members

Masturbating with Friends and Family Members

I found this thread on Reddit:

Have you ever had an experience where you masturbated with a friend or family member? Were you just doing it in the same room as them, or were they doing it as well? Was it a positive experience for you?


I was playing stripping cards with a friend. He lost and was left naked with a hard-on. I offered the last hand. If I lose, then I will take off my clothes. If he loses, then he will masturbate. He lost and had to jerk off in front of me. I joined in.

Since then, we have been watching porn and jerking off together.


My roommate and I do it occasionally. You really get to know somebody when you watch each other have an orgasm. It’s a very vulnerable and intimate thing you’re allowing someone to see and leads to greater intimacy, even if plutonic like we are.


Omg, I think I just fell in love with the level of emotional maturity you’ve just demonstrated


My friend (M) and I (M) helped each other jerk off while thinking of the same person. He jerked off mine, and me, his! 🥰🙈


That’s the best!


We had a scout group, and we did circle jerks. It was much fun.


Sounds rad!


Hot id love to hear about it


With a friends many times. We used to have “circle jerk” events back in the days. Sometimes even one female friend joined us.


I did with a female cousin back when we were both 18. She was staying over at my place because her parents were out of town and she didn’t want to stay in the house by herself.

While I went to the store to get us some beer (it was legal to drink at 18 then.) She went to the bathroom, which was off of my bedroom, and saw my stack of Playboy and Penthouse magazines. When I got back, she was sitting on the couch looking at them. Her parents were highly religious and didn’t have such sinful things like that around the house.

After a couple of beers (she wasn’t used to drinking then), she asked me if I masturbated to these women. I told her that I did and she asked me to show her. I thought “what the hell” and pulled it out. After a few minutes, she had her hands down her shorts.

I told her that it wasn’t fair that she could see me, but I couldn’t see her. She took off her pants and shirt and I did likewise. We just sat on the couch watching each other cum.


That’s pretty kinky. I’ve read a lot of women’s first masturbation stories from them finding a dirty magazine. lol


Damn if I were you, I would be beating off to that memory for a long time


So fucking hot


While in university, my friend(M) and I(F) were watching TV at my place. I got super horny and I started masturbating but I don’t think he noticed. I got close to cumming and he noticed when I started writhing but I couldn’t stop. He just watched me as I came. We eventually hooked up a couple of times and we’re still great friends so I think it was positive.


Me and my best friend when we were younger. Watched and helped each other many times


Did once with a friend drunk after a night out, we started talking about our wife’s and how they like to be fucked..he said he was hard and started wanking he told me to do the same so I did..as he wanked he confessed how he’d love to fuck my wife, we both ended up cumming and then he said he was off to bed to fuck his wife. 5 minutes later I could hear her moaning and screaming it was real hot


With my best buddy growing up, we’d jerk each other off all the time until we got older and got girlfriends. Always wanted too do it again and might have a new buddy who might be into it but taking it easy to test it out


Many times. Best was a JO bud from high school who became a roommate after graduation. We’d get high, watch porn, and would eventually stop down and start stroking. Ofc we stroked each other as well. Great time in life.


Yeah. A few JO buds over the years. My best friend and I many times together. Got pretty erotic. I think about it fondly.


Could use a few of those too, lucky man


I was at a female neighbor ‘s house when I was a young teen. She was 18 & her younger sister was there. Also some other teens from the neighborhood. We played doctor which led to group masturbation. I still jerk to that memory today.


Thats insane 🤯


Truthfully speaking I had a best friend that I masturbated with and had sex with. She and I would watch each other masturbate sometimes. It was fun but she is deceased now. Those were good times.


I have with a few friends. We’re very open about it and have a positive attitude about masturbating and sex.


Yeah. Playing with ourselves usually turned into playing with each other, though.


Masturbated with a friend. We had been watching some porn and that led to us just masturbating during the porn watching. It was a fun night.


I masturbated with my step-sister a lot, growing up and my half-sister when I was older. It was fantastic!!


Would love to hear more about it!


I lived with my step-sister, growing up. She was younger, but we started masturbating together when I was 12. My half-sister is also younger. We didn’t start until we were both adults (I was 30, she was in college)


I had sex with a guy when a friend was sleeping in the same room 😜


How did you guys finished? Did he came inside of you?


Yeah… in fact I think my friend overheard the bumping, but she never mentioned it 🫢


Did you cum too?


Putting a pillow on my face, yeah


Was it hard to keep quiet when he was pounding your pussy?


I had to bite my lips so hard 🫢


I’ve jerked with friends Several times. I loved it..So much more fun with company


Growing up, I did with my brother and it was really good for learning some stuff


Many times with both but my 1st time was when I was still in school. My best friend (m) and I(m) had a fort in the woods stocked with dirty mags we took from the garbage that his dad threw away. After school, we’d drop our stuff off at our houses and go straight to our fort. It started out by just looking at them and talking.Eventually, we started getting naked and while looking at the mags, we also looked at each other. He was rather thin but had a pretty big cock and nice little ass. After a few times of doing this… I became the bold one and sat next to him while we were both naked. I nervously reached over and touched his balls and cock! It was amazing to say the least!! He eventually did the same to me..it felt so wrong, but sooo good!! We made each other cum many times!! A few of the pages even got stuck together (lol). One day, we decided to step it up. Looking at the women sucking cock, we.figured, lets try it! We did and feeling his cock in my mouth was so hot!! He loved licking my balls as well!!Our favorite thing to do was 69. Though at the time, we never came in each others mouths, it was usually on each others stomachs or chests and eventually on each others asses.!Im stroking my cock right now remembering this…ive told my wife about this many many years ago and to this day, her and I love sucking cocks together. The only thing different now, is, I swallow!!


Friend yes it was great


I’ve had several jerk off buddies. My first one and I would trade handies and blow jobs too


A friend a few times, once with a Craigslist hookup. Both doing it, but we just watched each other. No physical contact.


Did it with a friend at the same time but in different rooms. We were too nervous to do it in front of each other lol we started and finished about the same time


Yes, multiple people and multiple times. It was fun.


I’ve had a jerk buddy since young, older guy I would go and watch porn at his house and jerk off while we watch, now a days we still jerk sessions but not as often as before


Growing up me and my sis and cuz! That went on for a while!


Had a neighbor when I was in grade school we used to look at magazines and jerk off.


I haven’t yet but my aunt is visiting right now and she’s so hot I’d love to watch her finger herself, already stole a pair of her panties and she smells so good 😩


My sister and I have been doing this for almost 3 weeks now.


A few months ago I jacked off with my mom’s boyfriend. He had some old porn that we watched on his VCR. As bad as porn was in the 80s and 90s it was still pretty hot. We both jacked ourselves off. I had never seen another man cum in person. He is bi. I consider myself very straight, but I did like watching him!


My cousin and I used to masturbate together while his mom was taking to mine in another room. And we’d also hug nude so our dicks rubbed together. Then we moved and I met a friend who showed me porn and we came together everyday and eventually led to him fucking my little sister while I fucked his little sister right next to them.


Female
I and my 19yo son have been living a nudist Sex Positive Lifestyle for 3 months and we occasionally masturbate at the same time, it’s fun and we both enjoy it!


This is so wonderful and sexy. You are a great mom to encourage the sex positivity. I wish I wasn’t from such an uptight family.


Female

Amazing, what a great life 💕


My best friend, once. We never did it again or even mentioned it. In hindsight I’m glad I did it once but I was pretty weirded out after for awhile.


Same. And every post like this leaves me wondering if it’s him telling his side of it. But there are probably millions of us with the same story, so obviously unlikely. I kinda wished we’d talked about it afterwards though. Probably would have made things less awkward.


With college roommates and 1 close friend


I (m) once played a random game of strip poker with two co-workers (f). I lost while one of them was shirtless, the other bottomless. They taunted me into jacking off in front of them. I did. At first they giggled, but the bottomless one clearly was getting into it and casually rubbed herself which caused me to ejaculate all over the carpet of their dorm room (we were military). It was fun. It never went any further than that but it’s a great memory.


I used to masturbate with a friend and snuggle for a while, but since our respective heart attacks, it’s just too much exertion for us at 70+ y.o..


Me and my cousin used to masterbate together when we were younger. Did it for years before he stopped wanting too id sometimes even give him blowjobs and he’d return the favor with hand jobs. Was fun now that I’m older I really wanna see if I could give him another blow job. Besides being my cousin those early experiences shaped my type in guys lol I love them blond like he was


I had a stroke buddy i middle school.. led to him sucking me. Wish I had a JO/suck buddy now, male or female. So hot laying back getting sucked looking at porn mags (yeah I am that old we still had magazines back then. Lol)


When I was 14 or 15 years old I’d spend the weekend at my maternal grandmother’s house. After doing chores for her all day She’d pour a bath for me and when it was ready she’d call me into the bathroom, vigorously get me undressed which would arouse me. She’d say can’t wait to get into your bath huh? She’d give about 20 minutes and then she’d knock and say let’s get you washed young man. She could wash a mother fucker good!! She’d encourage me to grab my rock hard cock while she wash my balls and ass. It would feel sooooo fuckin good. Then she’d towel me off and say I was going to sleep like a baby…. BTW, she was HOT!!


Many friends i masterbated with and loved it


Jerked off with my grandpa. It was so nice.


Me and my six friends would go to a public sex house in the woods (an abandoned house where you can fuck any age person boy or girl) and would jerk each other off and let grown men join. BTW keep in mind we were all 13 . We would eat each others ass and cum on each others face


Hell yeah. Figuring out the Playboy channel was some magical shit.


Friends, yes. Always a great time with my one of my buddies.


I wish I want to masturbate with a friend or family member, but I have had no such luck, yet. maybe in the future, I will get an opportunity if not a family member, then a friend, but I want to try mutual masturbation with someone who am comfortable with.


Yes to a family member and friends.

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Monica Develops Some New Treatments

By Spurtz

See The First Monica Post: Home Health Exam

Hi, it’s Monica, your friendly nurse practitioner, with another report on my various home visits. To refresh your memory, a nurse practitioner (NP) is just one step below a doctor and typically makes $35,000 to $40,000 a year more than a registered nurse. My particular specialty is performing home health visits to primarily Medicare patients. These visits are typically performed on an annual basis.

In my last report I detailed how during one of my home health visits, I had been exposed to a patient’s impressive erection and ended up masturbating him to a glorious ejaculation. This was way outside the norm and I could lose my license if it was reported. But after a guy cums, he’s not usually interested in reporting it.

However, once I realized that my job had perks that I had never considered before, I wanted to explore the possibilities that were potentially available to me. Keep in mind that the majority of my visits are to men 65 years of age and older. Most of whom are overweight and unattractive. But a small percentage of them are very fit, good looking, older men. With those men, I’ve found that when an attractive young woman like myself shows even the tiniest amount of sexual interest, it is eagerly accepted. My sexual interest always starts out as totally benign and is disguised as a medical procedure only.

I have to be extremely careful in how far I go. Once I get into marginal areas, an uptight patient could report me and I would not only be out of a job, I would also lose my license. So as I am proceeding into questionable areas, I am very, very particular about how much nudity I ask for.

For example, I have two procedures that I perform that are not part of my regular exam. But my patients don’t know this. And even when I bring up the procedures, many men are hesitant to let me do it. Under those circumstances, I go ahead with the standard exam, but make no attempt to take it further.

But some men have no problem with these exams and then I know that there is the possibility of going further than the law would allow. The two exams are checking for hernias and checking for an enlarged prostate. I always start with the hernia exam which requires the patient to undress and expose his genitals. Usually during the exam I might have to move his penis or testicles out of the way when going from one side to the other checking for a hernia. I can instantly tell if the patient is okay with what I am doing. A very few uptight guys might have some objection to me handling their junk and I never take those exams any further.

But most men will start to get an erection. When this happens, they always start to apologize but I quickly let them know that it’s not only normal, but it’s actually appreciated by me. I always tell them that as a woman who knows she is attractive, I would be disappointed if they didn’t get hard. I usually have my fingers wrapped around their cock when I tell them this and without fail I can feel it getting harder. Then I will massage their nutsack telling them I am looking for any abnormalities as their prick rises to full attention. This nutsack inspection is a legitimate exam. Depending on my mood, I will usually tell them that as long as they are fully erect, it’s probably a good idea to see if they can produce a normal ejaculation. Most are amazed that I am proposing to jerk them off to an orgasm but nobody has ever said not to do it.

As you can imagine, my patients love it when I proceed to give them the best handjob they have had in years. If I find the guy particularly attractive, I will manage to slip a lubed finger up his asshole while jerking him off. You can’t imagine how grateful these men are after I’ve milked every last drop of semen from their now wilting pricks.

But sometimes I stop before getting to the masturbation stage and I will tell them that my records show they are due for a prostate exam. And that as long as they are already disrobed, now would be a good time to do it. Now giving prostate exams is definitely not part of my list of procedures that I am supposed to do. But I did have training in med school. The school had two men; one with a normal prostate, and one with an enlarged prostate. Each of the students had the opportunity to insert a finger in each guy’s rectum in order to feel the difference. So I do know what an enlarged prostate feels like.

To perform the exam, I have a heavy duty sheet that I put down over the patient’s bed that keeps any stray fluids from staining the bed coverings. Then I have the patient lay flat on his back, and draw his knees up as far as comfortably possible. This still doesn’t give me the perfect access to his anus so I have a special pillow that goes under his butt that gives me a better shot at that special spot. This also put the patient in a very vulnerable and somewhat embarrassing position.

Many doctors prefer to have the patient lay on his side and draw one knee up to give access for a prostate exam. But I do not like that position because at that angle I could only see balls and no cock. And as you will find out, seeing the cock was the most important part of the exam.

Once my lubed finger penetrates the patient’s ass, his cock immediately gets hard. Some quicker than others. Once I find the prostate, I tell them that there was a minor indication of enlargement and that recent medical studies have shown that frequent massaging of the prostate could stop or limit the enlargement. Then I ask if it was ok to go ahead with the massage. By this time they have gotten over the initial negative feelings of a finger up their butt and are starting to like it, and they always tell me to proceed. After much experimentation in the past I had learned exactly how to massage a prostate to produce a spectacular cumshot. I had a longtime boyfriend who loved to have his asshole fingered and after hundreds of ejaculations through prostate massage, I was an expert at it.

Note that some health experts feel prostate massage is beneficial. There is no definitive proof that it actually will reduce an enlarged prostate but my patients don’t need to know that.

As I worked my magic I would tell the man that this prostate massage would likely produce an ejaculation and not to worry about it as it was totally normal. Positioned between his legs I could look down and see his throbbing erection and sure enough, pretty soon he would be spurting streams of semen all over his stomach and chest. Some guys shot so hard it would even hit their face. I was so good at the prostate massage that I have been able to get every single patient to orgasm with great looking cumshots that I love to see. There is something about seeing streams of jism shooting out of all those dicks that turns me on so strongly, that I orgasm on my own just by watching.

Note that sometimes I do detect an actual enlarged prostate. I inform the patient and then suggest he see a urologist for the proper medication. But I go ahead and provide a prostate massage anyway. It’s the least I can do. Note that as an NP I can legally write prescriptions but I tend to keep that to fairly mild situations. I prefer the patient see a specialist for prostate issues.

After it’s over and they lay there totally drained, without fail they would remind me that I had said frequent prostate massages were beneficial. They all wanted to know “how frequent?” My answer was that the ideal timing was every three months but that was probably not realistic so every six months was still productive.

Every guy wanted to immediately book a return visit in three months. But I pointed out that this procedure was only covered by insurance on an annual basis. The next question was could they pay for it themselves and if so, how much was it. My response was that I got paid $400 for the regular visit but to come back just for the prostate massage would be $300.

I know that accepting money to make these guys cum means I am nothing but a whore but I don’t really see it that way. I am providing a healthful service that also gives some needed joy to my older patients.

I am now up to three or four of these special prostate massages a week and have difficulty fitting them into my regular nursing schedule. So I have started doing them on weekends. Sometimes three in the same day. It’s bringing me an extra $50,000 to $60,000 a year tax free. I only accept cash and do not provide receipts. Call me if you need a prostate massage. I still have a few spots open on Sundays.

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Home Health Exam

by Spurtz

My name is Monica and I am a nurse practitioner. But I work a bit differently from the average nurse. Here is an abbreviated description of an NP:  As clinicians that blend clinical expertise in diagnosing and treating health conditions with an added emphasis on disease prevention and health management, NPs bring a comprehensive perspective and personal touch to health care.

What I do is perform home visits to older patients who are on Medicare. We recommend an annual visit to each member. Some people feel our service is a bit redundant if the member visits a regular doctor frequently. But the thinking is that any early prevention we can come up with can save the insurance company tons of money down the road on older patients.

Although not required by my employer, I make a quick “get acquainted” visit with each of my patients ahead of time. This is just a five minute “hi, how are you” type of contact a few days before my normally scheduled visit which is much more comprehensive and can take up to an hour or more.

The next patient I was scheduled to visit was a 72-year old man. When I met him at the door to his house I couldn’t believe his age. He could easily have passed for someone 15 or more years younger. He was a very handsome guy who looked to be quite fit. We talked for a bit and I told him I would be back in a few days for the complete physical.

The next time he answered the door, I was frankly shocked to see that he only appeared to be wearing a yellow T-shirt and white socks. I knew he didn’t have any pants on because the head of his cock was clearly visible below the bottom of the t-shirt. He quickly apologized for the way he was dressed but explained it away as knowing he was to undergo a complete physical and figured he would skip right to the “undressed” part of the exam.

Frankly I wasn’t buying it but figured it was best to proceed with the exam. I had serious concerns about doing something that was way beyond the norm. But I figured if he got too frisky I would just demand he put some pants on. But on the other hand, I was curious just to see how far he would push the exposed cock exhibitionism.

We went into the living room and sat down on the sofa. I told him that I had a number of questions to ask before we got into the actual physical part of the exam. As I got my paperwork in order I looked down at his crotch area and saw that the T-shirt had settled across the top of his thighs which put his entire penis and testicles in clear view. On initially seeing the glans of his penis, I had figured he was pretty well endowed but I didn’t really appreciate how huge he actually was.

One of the first things on my list was to review all of the medications he was taking. This is an important step in order to make sure that he isn’t taking any meds that don’t mix well with any of the others. I had been given a list of his meds from the insurance company but sometimes this information is not totally up to date. We ran down the list and when we got to the last one I saw that is was Sildenafil which is a generic for Viagra and was listed as 100 mg which is the most powerful dosage available. Since I deal with older individuals, it’s not uncommon to see this med listed so I am quite comfortable discussing it even though most of my clients are not.

It’s important to find out how frequently the med is used so I asked the question. He replied that for regular daily masturbation, he doesn’t need it as he can achieve firm erections without it. But when he is with his girlfriend, who he said was much younger than he is, he likes to take it for staying power. However, he pointed out that since the 25 mg, 50 mg, and 100 mg doses all cost the same, he buys the 100 mg dose and cuts them into quarters as 25 mgs work fine on allowing him to maintain a nice hard penis for the extended sessions his young gf prefers.

Even though it was none of my business, my curiosity would not stop me from asking how old she was. I was surprised to find out she was only 35.

During our conversation I noticed that his penis had begun to enlarge. Although I had been in doctor’s offices when a male patient’s penis was visible, that never occurred on these home visits. We didn’t perform any exams that involved total nudity or where the patient’s genitals would be exposed. Even at a doctor’s office it was a requirement that at least two people from the medical staff had to be present any time a cock was visible.

However, this patient’s attitude and demeanor was so casual and unassuming that the whole thing seemed somehow acceptable. I also found that seeing his cock slowly grow was quite a turn-on and I was in no mood to call a halt to the proceedings even though I knew we were way out of bounds.

I wanted to keep the conversation on a subject that would continue to excite him as the discussion of his sex life with his girlfriend obviously did that. As his prick continued to enlarge, I wondered just how big it would get. I then pointed out that he had said “daily masturbation” and then asked if that was an accurate statement. He replied that even aside from regular sex with his girlfriend, he still tried to jerk off at least once a day but more often twice a day. He went on to say that his girlfriend gets off on seeing him produce copious cumshots so in order to keep her happy, sometimes he will go a day or two without orgasming and do a little edging so when she does jack him off, he can get off a huge cumshot.

My curiosity was killing me so I asked how far he could shoot and he said that he could spurt a stream of cum at least five feet. I then asked him if he was to masturbate right now, how far did he think he could spurt? Only one or two feet was the answer but my husband was more of an dribbler than a shooter. I couldn’t remember seeing any of my former lovers even shoot two feet.

I knew it was wrong but by now his prick was a good eight inches long and the head was shiny and bulging. I was dying to see him shoot a load of semen and despite knowing it went against everything the medical profession stood for, I asked him if he would masturbate for me. Even before the words were out of my mouth he had started stroking his big cock. He looked at me and grinned and asked if I would like to help out?

I couldn’t wait to wrap my hand around that massive member and start to pump it. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt to have a cock that thick in my hand. My fingers flew up and down the length of his throbbing penis. The head was a bright purple and seemed to be getting even bigger. I noticed that the floor in the room was some expensive tile so I didn’t need to worry about where the cum would land once he started ejaculating.

I wanted it to last so every time he got close, I would slow down or even stop. One time I even let it go and was mesmerized as I watched his distended penis bounce up and down on its own. But then I couldn’t wait to get a firm grip on his prick and work my magic. I felt his body tense up and then he started convulsing back and forth, just like he was fucking somebody. I gripped his rock hard penis even tighter and worked my hand up and down in a blur. I was rewarded with a powerful stream of cum that shot out with more force than I had ever seen before. Spurt after spurt squirted from his lovely cock. As long as he shot, I just kept pumping. Finally the streams slowed to dribbles but I kept going. I wanted to jack every drop of semen from his penis. Finally his cock got too sensitive and he pulled my hands away. I wanted to hold onto that wonderful phallus for as long as possible.

I leaned over and kissed the head of his cock, licked up any stray cum left on his prick, and finished by taking the head in my mouth and sucked him dry. I pointed out that he had told me he was only going to be able to shoot a foot or two. And that he easily had exceeded three feet. He replied that the quality of the handjob had a lot to do with how far he could spurt.

He laid there for a few minutes, obviously exhausted. He offered to bring me to orgasm with his tongue but I told him I already had orgasmed twice just from the excitement of jacking his big dick.

After a bit of downtime, we got our acts together and resumed his home medical visit without any further sexual activity. Or so I would like everyone to believe.

See also: Monica Develops Some New Techniques

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Two Horny Girls With an Interest in Science

You know Michael’s right? It’s the craft store. I was in there because as you know, I love crocheting. My mom gave me some money to buy more yarn.

So, in the next aisle over there were two women talking. I couldn’t see them because the shelves of yarn are stacked so high. But anyway, what they were saying changed my life in the most incredible and positive way.

“When my baby was born, it didn’t hurt at all. Well, almost not at all. And at that moment, as the baby was coming out, I had an orgasm. It’s because Jake and I were playing a lot with fisting. That really makes a difference.”

That’s what I actually heard! I could hardly believe my ears!

I rounded the corner to see who was saying that. The women had already moved on and I barely caught a glimpse of them. It appeared to be two women in their twenties, each pushing a baby stroller. I really wanted to see their faces. Like, who would these women be to talk so freely about such things, and, come to think of it, to do such things? I didn’t even really know what fisting was, but I had a good idea from that brief conversation.

I thought about racing ahead of the two women toward the front of the store so I could see them, but figured that would be too awkward and obvious.

Well, I got my yarn and went home. Crocheting is nice because for much of it, you don’t have to focus. It’s just loop, loop, loop, so you can let your mind wander, at least until you come to edges or changes. And, I’ll tell you what, my mind did wander! I couldn’t get that conversation out of my head. In fact, what that woman said to her friend rattled around in my head for days.

One thing it did was it made me terribly horny. Up until then, the only masturbation I had done was some little-girl things, you know admiring my naked self in a mirror, just kind of gently touching my labia, running my fingers over my nipples, touching my anus, that sort of thing. In fact, I had never experienced an orgasm. I think once I was close and started feeling something like chills, which scared me, so I backed off.

It’s kind of embarrassing talking about this sort of thing. Is it OK?

[“Oh, totally,” I assured her.]

Now, my best friend since first grade, Andi, had no idea what was going on inside me after hearing that, but I was busting to tell her, to tell anyone. It was just to big, too weird, to keep inside.

A few days later, while she and I were sitting in my bedroom crocheting, I let the cat out of the bag. It was difficult. It worried me that she’d think I was a freak just for hearing such a thing. Or just for thinking about it or something. Like, you know what I mean, right?

Trying to sound matter-of-fact about it, like Gayle King or some news reporter, I told Andi what I had heard. I’m pretty sure I was blushing as I said it.

Fortunately, Andi is more straight-forward than me. Maybe even what you might call rebellious. She responded, “That’s so cool!”

We fell silent for a moment, then she said in a strangely quiet voice, “Tell me more.”

“Well, that’s all there was.” Then I asked her if it’s true.

“If what’s true?”

“I mean, well, is fisting a thing? And is it what it sounds like? And if a woman does that a whole lot, will it make childbirth less painful?”

I blurted all that out, still quite embarrassed about even discussing such things.

There was a practical side to this. Since before I can remember, I’ve always wanted to have kids, and yet I was scared to death about all the pain that women say they have when giving birth.

I was hoping somehow Andi knew about such things, but like me, she didn’t have a clue.

We turned to Wikipedia. Boy, did we learn some stuff, and in the process, I started jittering, almost like shivering. So did Andi. She was feeling the same thing. We talked about what was happening, and tried to understand it. I know now that it was extreme horniness.

We sat in silence for a while. Then, sheepishly, she asked me, “Have you ever done anything like that?”

“Fisting? Heck no!”

“Um, no, I mean like… masturbating.”

I told her about the few little things I’ve done.

“So you never even had an orgasm?”

“I guess not. It’s no big deal, right? Like I could wait until I’m married.”

I think this was the opportunity Andi was looking for. And dare I say it, an opportunity I wanted more than anything also, although unconsciously.

She blurted out, “No big deal? Hell, it’s a huge deal!”

Over the next half-hour we got to talking really earnestly, and more intimately than I ever imagined I could with anyone, even Andi. She ended up admitting that she masturbates at least once a day, and that orgasms are really something. She went on to say that I simply had to experience an orgasm, and it was a real shame that I hadn’t already.

She ended breaking the minute of silence after that with, “I wouldn’t mind helping you.”

“Huh?”

“Like, I wouldn’t mind showing you, I mean helping you, have your first orgasm.”

“No, too crazy,” I rapidly replied.

“Um, probably so,” she admitted.

I was immediately disappointed in myself. If I understood what she was offering, I turned it down. Huge mistake. What might have happened if I had said yes? After her carrying on about how great orgasms were, I really had to have one. Plus, I was so charged up. I was literally shivering, even though it was plenty warm in my bedroom.

And that was it. She ended up heading home, and a little later, I finally stopped feeling so feverish. That night before falling asleep, I did start touching my vagina in various ways, and it was really nice, but nothing more happened.

Two days later found Andi and I in my bedroom again. Again my parents were out of the house. Only my brother was home, as usual, down in the basement doing his science experiments. I mean, even though Andi and I really like our biology class in school, my older brother Luke is a real scientist. He’s got a little laboratory down there with a microscope and everything. His deal is something about chemistry and electricity. Frankly, I don’t know exactly what he’s doing, but he keeps getting praise from my parents, people at school, and so on for his science projects.

So Andi and I started by reading the required pages in our biology textbooks. We read them to each other. The chapter was on photosynthesis. It was fun. then we got to crocheting again. We were silent for a while.

In a quiet voice, Andi sounding all scientific said, “I have a hypothesis.”

“Oh?”

She hesitated. She stammered, which was odd for her. Then super-quiet, as if my brother way down in the basement might have heard us, which of course he couldn’t, she added, “My hypothesis is that you’d really enjoy an orgasm.”

Like an idiot, I didn’t take the bait, “Oh, I guess, maybe.”

“I think we should run an experiment. You should try to get an orgasm, then report on what it was like for you.”

“You mean like a report in front of the whole class? No way! Hell no! Besides, what has that got to do with photosynthesis?”

She hesitated for a long time, then evidently more horny than I would have figured, she said, “No silly. I mean you should have an orgasm then just report to me, not the whole school!”

I thought about it. That funny shivering effect was coming over me again. Finally I spoke, “Well, you remember the other day, I mentioned that I’ve tried some masturbating, and nothing happened.”

“I think you didn’t do it right or do it enough.”

“Hmm, maybe. Maybe if I could somehow see how it works. Like see some other woman having an orgasm.”

In retrospect, that must have been my subconscious driving me to say that, because where it was going was fairly obvious, right?

More hesitation, then Andi, again in a small voice said, “I’ll show you… I mean, if you’d want to see that.” She quickly rushed to follow that with, “I.. I mean like it would be scientific. You’d get to see what this phenomenon called orgasm is.”

I laughed. Part of it was surely nervousness. Part of it was how hilarious it was to hear Andi try the word ‘phenomenon’ and try to make it sound scientific.

She didn’t laugh. She smiled like as if she was embarrassed.

I was so horny, although at the time I didn’t realize what was coming over me. Here’s what I said, “If you’re willing to show me, then I, I, I think it would be helpful.” Why did I stutter?

Andi said she’d go ahead and masturbate right there on my bed. Then a minute later, she changed her mind. A few minutes later she went home.

I was remarkably disappointed! Why? I had no idea, but I surely was.

The next afternoon, after mostly silently crocheting for a half-hour, she, once again talking almost in a whisper, as if conspiring about something said, “I’m ready now.”

You’d think I would have immediately understood what she meant, but I had to ask.

“Look, science is about observation, right? So, I’ll show you what an orgasm looks like.”

I’m no fool. By now, I was starting to realize that this whole orgasm business with Andi was becoming the most important thing in the world to me.

“OK.”

“OK?”

“Yes, let me see.”

“Ummm…”

Then she added, “This is for science, right?”

“Of course,” was all I could say.

“But I’d feel weird being all naked in front of you.”

My hormones were speaking for me at this point. “I guess we should get naked together. That would be better, right?”

“What about your brother?”

“Luke never comes up here. At most, he might go in the kitchen for a snack. Plus I’ll lock my door, just in case.”

After a couple of false starts, she and I started taking off our clothes. I was all feverish and jittery again. I was actually wondering if I might be coming down with the flu or something.

I was practically shocked when Andi’s bra came off. She had real tits. Big puffy very white ones with huge pink nipples, not like my dark little pancakes with pencil erasers.

Andi, on the other hand, was just staring at me. Finally she spoke, “Oh my god, Laney, you are the most beautiful girl in the world.”

After some awkwardness, she laid down on my bed, and started rubbing her vagina with one hand, with the other, she was very lightly running her fingertips over one of her nipples. She was staring straight at me in a way that made me both self-conscious and proud at the same time.

Andi asked me to turn around so she could see my little brown ass. I complied. Then she asked me to come close and look right at her vagina. It was wet. She continued to rub that little magical spot that I later learned was called her ‘clitoris.’ Hers was bigger than mine. Now, I could see she was visibly shaking, and she was starting to involuntarily go “Ohh, Oh, Oooo…”

Suddenly she arched her back, and screamed “Fuck” so loud I wasn’t sure Luke didn’t hear it.

She quit moving, and although breathing heavily, she was otherwise perfectly still.

I didn’t really see any sort of, well whatever anyone is supposed to see with an orgasm but it didn’t matter. I wanted that. Whatever it was that had just happened to her looked absolutely marvelous, and I wanted it very badly.

I scootched on the bed right next to her. Our thighs were touching. I started doing what she did, and within less than a minute, I had my first ever orgasm. It was by far the best science experiment I ever performed in my life. She was staring right at my pussy and smiling.

Within the next couple of weeks, we did that several more times. I can’t say we ever got used to it, but it did normalize enough that we could start experimenting with other things. With Andi, I learned French kissing, what Wikipedia called “cunnilingus,” and of course mutual masturbation. It didn’t take us long at all to start doing that to each other. Oh, and one other thing, I had no idea how important and wonderful it is to touch one’s nipples while masturbating. And how much better it is to have your friend lick and suck your nipples!

We discussed many things. Like, were we being lesbians? Then we decided it didn’t matter. We were just having too much fun to care.

Eventually, the conversation came back to what started the whole thing. One day we were discussing that business that the two women in Michael’s had intrigued me with in the first place: Fisting.

We wondered if it was healthy. We wondered whether it would actually make giving birth more comfortable. We wondered if it would stretch us out so that sex when we’d have sex with boys, we’d be somehow ruined. We wondered if it was even possible.

By this time, we had learned to put two fingers in each others vaginas, curl the fingers forward, and give each other orgasms by rubbing what we eventually discovered were our G-spots.

We kind of figured out from Wikipedia and other sources, that fisting was OK. It wasn’t going to kill us. But what about sex with boys? Would our vaginas be too loose?

Our talk returned to science. We both figured out we could say anything, propose any crazy ideas, by claiming it was scientific inquiry. That’s how we discovered anal fingering. Our hypothesis was that it might feel good. When we ran the experiments, we found out just how good it did, in fact, feel! Somehow, I was able to have orgasms from anal stimulation alone, something Andi never quite managed.
We delayed any experiments with fisting for a while. Frankly, it kind of scared us. However, we did become more interested in sex with boys. The subject of Luke’s microscope came up. What about sperm? Wouldn’t it be a great scientific observation to see some sperm? But of course that was out of the question. Where would we get any of that?

We started discussing that possibility in earnest. It seems we were both very interested in seeing sperm. What about Carl? He was a popular boy at school. No, neither of us could ask him a thing like that. What about Cameron? He was kind of nerdy kid. Surely he wouldn’t mind contributing some sperm. No way, we just couldn’t imagining ourselves asking him either.

“What about Luke?” Andi asked.

“No fucking way.” I immediately replied.

“Why not?”

“Well…” actually, I didn’t have an answer.

As I sure you can imagine, we got to the point where we had to ask him. Two girls can accomplish anything if they get horny enough.

Within a week, all giggling and crazy, we went down to the basement and asked Luke whether his microscope would be adequate for looking at sperm.

He told us it was. At that point, we had no idea how to proceed. How to ask him whether he’d be willing to donate some to our scientific cause.

We needn’t have worried. I had no idea what a horndog my brother is. He volunteered, but with a catch, one which almost ruined the whole idea. He said that since he’d need inspiration. Then he stopped speaking, looking at Andi and I weirdly.

After a moment, he continued, “I probably wouldn’t be able to produce any sperm unless I had some inspiration.”

We didn’t get it. Well, I had an inkling what he was asking, but geez, really?

Sure enough, he wasn’t going to give us any sperm unless we both got naked so he could look at us while masturbating. You’d think I would freak out, but no, I was really, really into it! I’d get to see a boy’s dick live for the first time in my life. I mean, I had seen some on the Internet, but not in person. Andi was feeling the exact same way.

Fortunately my parents, both nurses, were working at the hospital as they were most afternoons. Luke and I have been latchkey kids since we were old enough not to burn the house down.

The three of us tromped up to my bedroom, and shyly, we started shedding clothing. Luke was the last one out of his underwear. He was immediately erect. It was sticking straight out at a 45 degree angle.

OK, so he’s my own brother, but I’ve got to admit as soon as I saw that, I was so incredibly horny that I felt wetness flowing from my vagina and dribbling down one leg.

He got to work almost immediately, and within a minute, Andi and I saw live for the first time, a boy ejaculating, thick and white.

We got a microscope slide, and we really did see sperm wiggling around. The resolution wasn’t great, so they were more like little blobs with single hairs sticking out of them, but there they were.

Seeing him jerk off like that opened a huge new chapter in our lives. The three of us masturbated together and masturbated each other regularly. You’d think I wouldn’t care to have my brother sticking his fingers in my vag and my ass, and fingering my nipples, but to tell you the truth, I loved it. I also got to wrap my hand around his warm hard penis several times, and see the sperm shooting out.

The idea of fisting came up again, but this time the discussion involved all three of us. We asked Luke whether the fisting would ruin our vaginas for future husbands.

“There’s only one way to find out,” he said laughing. Then he explained. “This is science. I propose we test your vaginal canals before and after.”

As he said that, I noticed a really intense stare of longing between him and Andi. The very next day, he produced some rubbers from somewhere. In my very presence, while I masturbated like a crazy person, they fucked. This was Andi’s first time. They tried to take their time, while he tried to describe exactly how her vagina felt around his penis. I had orgasmed, so now I was taking notes. He came quite suddenly, in the rubber, in her vagina. She was so blissed out. She reported after she calmed down that it didn’t hurt at all. She and I had been afraid of the first time having sex. One hears stories of minor pain and bleeding. Evidently, all our recent masturbatory activity had reduced our hymens to nothing.

The next day, Luke said the experiment wasn’t done. The sample size wasn’t large enough. Of course in real science experiments the tests are conducted with hundreds or even thousands of subjects, but there were only two of us, and I was Luke’s sister.

I realized where he was going with this, and I didn’t like it. Masturbating with my brother, having him cum in my hands, or even in my mouth as I had done a few times, having him stick fingers into my ass and butt, well, that was one thing. But fucking Luke, no way!

Hormones or horniness won out, and that very afternoon found me and my brother Luke fucking. I started out so hesitant, but having a penis in my pussy for the first time, any penis, even if it was Luke’s, was to die for! And die, I practically did. He ejaculated into his rubber almost as soon as he got into me. He tried to stay inflated so I could have my orgasm, but the poor guy shrank and fell out almost right away. Andi came to the rescue and frigged my G-spot to one of the most amazing orgasms in my life.

So now we had the ‘before’ data. According to Luke, we are both delicious. My vaginal canal is evidently a little smaller and tighter than Andi’s. That makes sense, I’m a small, skinny thing compared to her. Oh, she’s not fat in the slightest, but she is taller and more rounded.

I should mention that just to be as accurate as possible, we collected many more samplings of both him and Andi, and him and me before we got to the fisting part of the experiment.

We held off on that for a couple of weeks. I think both Andi and I were rather scared. Plus, we were enjoying all this fucking business so much that we were in no hurry.

Finally, the day arrived. Andi was to go first, since her vag is bigger than mine. I had the smallest hand, so I was the one to penetrate her. We got lots of slippery coconut oil – which smells so nice, and I went to work. First I got her all excited with one finger. It’s kind of interesting how pussy juice mixes with coconut oil. Well, it doesn’t quite mix, but they make a nice combination.

Then, I put in two fingers, which of course she was loving. Then I went to three. Still good. When I added my pinky, it became too much for her. She was wincing with minor pain, but she wanted me to continue. Luke and I were against continuing. We discussed it, and decided the stretching must be a multi-day or maybe even multi-month process.

Now it was my turn. Under Luke’s careful observation, she coconut oiled me up, then did one finger, then two. It was feeling so fine that I involuntarily orgasmed right away. I was still totally happy with the situation so she went on to three fingers. Then four. I was feeling fine. No pain at all. Just a full, stretchy feeling. Andi tried adding her thumb. That’s when it became too much.

Luke was feeling left out, so we decided there was something we could do for him. I had him get on all fours just like we had been, and while his erection dangled below him, I introduced an oiled finger into his ass. He seemed to really like that. Then I went to two fingers. I found that if I put my fingers as far as they could go, and rubbed the area facing downward, he especially liked that. He said it made him feel like he was going to pee, but much better. I wasn’t clear about it at the time, but evidently, I was massaging his prostate. That caused some semen to escape his penis even though he wasn’t orgasming. He orgasmed a moment later as Andi reached under him and pulled on his penis just a few times.

But that was the most he could take. He said it started to feel kind of scratchy in there. Perhaps it was because he had just orgasmed. Andi and I found out early that after he cums, he’s done. Absolutely done, and can’t take any more of anything sexual until the next day.

We continued our exercises, our science experiment. A year later, we found that all of our asses could stretch more easily than our vaginas. Every one of us had experienced anal fisting by the other two. I could easily take Andi’s and Luke’s whole hand into my vagina. Andi could only take our fists fully some times. At other times, she had to ask us to quit.

Fast forward ten years, and we have our results:

Luke absolutely assures us that our vaginas have not stretched as far as he can tell. We are still as fuckable as ever.

All three of us have become married. Luke’s wife, and Andi’s husband and my husband know all about our little science experiments, and have participated in various ways. I don’t think we would have married them had they not been approving.

Andi has two kids, and I have three. We both experienced a little pain on squeezing out our children, but it was bearable. We believe that without our science experiments, childbirth would have been much less tolerable.

I just hope our kids can grow up with the same opportunities that Luke, Andi and I have had.

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I Get Paid to Have Sex with My Co-Workers

by Spurtz

I have a dream job. I’m the administrative assistant (fancy name for secretary) to one of the richest men in the world. Greg started his journey to fame and fortune by inventing a solution, that when injected directly into the penis, actually makes it increase in both length and girth. Not by a huge amount. Most guys gain a minimum of a half inch in length and up to an inch in girth, or circumference. I know that doesn’t sound like much but many men would do anything for any increase at all. The solution works differently on different men and a few lucky bastards get close to an additional inch in length.

Here’s where Greg’s genius really kicked in. His solution, properly mixed, provides a permanent increase in cock size. But Greg learned that by reducing some of the ingredients, it would allow the size increase to wear off after about 100 days. That way he could keep customers coming back for additional injections. The injections were administered by a doctor and most return customers were set up on an automatic payment program that kicked back about a buck a day to Greg’s company.

Here’s where it gets interesting. There are about 4 billion males in the world. Greg estimates that a minimum of 4 million men will want a bigger dick. I think the number is ten times that number. Once the word got out that Greg’s dick enlargement really worked, the orders came in at an unbelievably rate that is growing every day. After only six months in business, Greg’s company was raking in a million dollars a day. At the current rate of growth, the business will exceed Greg’s estimate of 4 million by the end of this year. Four million dollars a day x 365 days in a year projects to $1,460,000,000. That’s almost a billion and a half. And growing.

As the money rolled in, Greg hired the top scientists from all over the world to develop other products. The total staff at the company is only about 50 people and due to the huge profits, Greg can hire anybody he wants. Even as his admin assistant, I’m making $350,000 a year.

Here are some other products that company has developed that are just as popular as the penis enlargement solution. The company now has a cream that when rubbed all over the penis, does an even better job of producing rock hard erections than either Viagra or Cialis and is safer and cheaper. His scientists also developed another cream when applied to the clitoris of a woman or the frenulum of the man, raises the sensitivity of those areas by a factor of four or five times.

Many hours of experimentation were required to get the doses just right. If the sensitivity cream worked too well, both men and women would be rubbing their genital areas raw. And the hard-on cream also needed to be properly formulated. Too strong a dose resulted in erections that lasted way too long.

In the early days of the company when the staff was quite small, the enhancement creams were tried out on volunteers from the office staff. Because we were all being paid obscene amounts of money, we were all more than willing to do whatever was needed. With a small, tight-knit staff, everybody pitched in and did their part. In the beginning a modicum of privacy was attempted regarding the exposure of one’s genitals to other staff members. For reasons of efficiency, that went away to the point that hard cocks and wet pussies are being openly displayed on a daily basis.

I forgot to mention that due to the huge salaries being paid, the company had its pick of job candidates. Greg always hired the smartest people he could find but they also had to be great looking. The place almost looked like a modeling agency rather than a scientific lab.

As a result none of us gals were too concerned about seeing hard cocks bobbing around the office on a daily basis and I know the guys certainly looked forward to seeing good looking tits and pussies on display. Now you may be asking, why were tits on display? As the company got deeper and deeper into the development of sexual products, it was just easier to take all of our clothes off during any scientific procedures.

The actual scientists were usually so busy that I found myself frequently having to apply the hard-on cream to various cocks or rubbing the sensitivity cream onto some fellow employee’s throbbing frenulum. There was one guy named Rick who I particularly enjoyed having him apply the sensitivity cream to my clit. You may ask, why didn’t I do that myself? My answer is, where is the fun in that? The company was very liberal in allowing its subjects to find as much enjoyment in the experiments as practical.

As the development of the sensitivity cream progressed, one of the scientists was interested in establishing how well it worked when the penis was stimulated by various means. He wanted to know how enjoyable it was to the person being stimulated by either hand, mouth, vagina, or rectum. It was determined that in order to receive the best information, that several teams should be involved. With the company’s best interests always foremost in my mind, I volunteered to team up with Rick. Four teams were formed, all by volunteer pairings.

Each team would perform separately under the watchful eyes of three scientists. During the various forms of stimulation, the male member of the team would rate the various degree of stimulation on a scale of 1 to 10.

Rick and I were first up. It had been determined beforehand that each form of sexual stimulation would best be examined if the male was brought to orgasm each time. For the purposes of the scientific aspect, we were limited to one orgasm per day so it would take four days to complete our sessions. The same for the other teams. The scientists wanted us to start each method of stimulation without the cream applied and Rick would rate his degree of stimulation without the cream and then I would apply it to his penis and he would then complete that procedure, again giving a rating.

First up was the handjob. Rick and I were totally naked in one of the smaller labs. Rick lay back on one of the oversize exam tables which was covered by a small mattress. I knelt between his legs and prepared to masturbate his lovely erect cock. The three clinicians were seated next to us, two on one side and one on the other. By now the scientists has expanded the scope of the experiment. Now it would go as follows:

1. I would stroke Rick’s dry penis for approximately five minutes.

2. I would then liberally apply K-Y jelly to Rick’s throbbing cock and stroke another five minutes.

3. Then I would carefully clean all the lube from Rick’s prick and apply the stimulant cream and then jack him for another five minutes.

4. Finally, I would again lube up Rick’s member and then re-apply stimulant cream. Then proceed to jack him off until he orgasmed.

All during this time, the scientists would be getting verbal ratings from Rick as to how it felt and they marked down the scores on some preprinted forms they had.

Luckily there was enough downtime between each session segment to give
Rick a short cooling off period. Otherwise I think he would have cum before we could finish.

I loved the way Rick’s engorged cock felt in my hands. He had a bit of a mushroom head and as my fingers slid over the coronal ridge of the head onto the shaft, I felt my pussy tingle.

About halfway through the procedure I noticed that the two male clinicians were developing bulges in their pants and the lone woman was looking a bit hot and bothered. Knowing Greg, the company president, like I did, I knew he would not have a problem with what I suggested to them. And that was that they should go ahead and masturbate right along with us. The overall atmosphere in the company was pretty much “If it feels good, do it.” So public masturbation by almost any staff member at any time was not uncommon. Both of the men wasted no time unzipping their pants and pulling out their erect cocks. The female member hiked her skirt up and revealed a bare pussy, already wet with her juices. All three applied some of the company’s stimulus cream and went to town.

By the time I completed phase four and Rick’s semen was spurting all over his chest and stomach, both of the men quickly followed suit shooting streams of cum all over the floor The woman clinician had already had at least two orgasms and still furiously rubbed her clit to a third. I even managed to bring myself off twice while jerking Rick’s big cock.

The entire session was considered a great success by the three clinicians and Rick’s scores with the company’s stimulant consistently rated 9’s and 10’s whereas without, the scores were more like 6’s and 7’s.

The following day we did the oral stimulation where I sucked and licked Rick’s cock in a similar manner to the handjob session but without the lubricant. I had sucked Rick’s cock before in another clinical trial and the enlarged glans felt so incredibly good as my lips slid over it.

After nearly bringing Rick to orgasm, we had to take a short break and I applied the company’s stimulant compound to the frenulum area on his pulsating penis. Then we proceeded to the next phase of the clinical trial. As I sucked on his distended cock with all my might, his body bucked and Rick cried out at the top of his lungs, “Ten, ten, ten….” I know it was my imagination as it was impossible for Rick’s penis to get any harder, but in my mouth it did feel like it turned into a bar of steel. My hands gripped his nuts and I knew he was ready to blow as it felt like I could actually feel the semen building up a head of steam. Sure enough, as my head frantically bobbed up and down, a huge spurt of cum hit the back of my throat, followed by stream after stream of jism. By now Rick was screaming, “Fifteen, fifteen, no….twenty, twenty…” as his body bucked and arched in a convulsive orgasm that had to be the best of his life

Again, all three clinicians masturbated while I was performing my world class blowjob on Rick’s prick. When Rick finally collapsed in post-orgasmic bliss, I continued to suck his prick until he finally had to push me off because the sensation was just too intense. I looked down at his beautiful prick and was shocked to see it continue to spurt out short squirts of semen.

As everybody looked on in wonder at Ricks’s twitching penis, one of the male clinicians unloaded an unusually powerful cumshot all over the tile floor. The other male clinicians, who I knew had the hots for me, asked if I minded finishing him off. At that point he was the only one who hadn’t cum. As he sat on his chair, I got down between his legs and took his unusually large penis in my mouth and proceeded to give him what I am betting was the best blowjob of his life. I sucked his big dick right to the balls and took his whole load down my throat. I then sucked and licked Rick’s cock clean and also performed the same service on both of the male clinician’s dripping penises. I could tell by the look on the female clinician’s face that she would have liked to join in, but at the time, I didn’t think to invite her as I was having way too much fun with the three pricks all to myself.

The four of us discussed what had just happened and we all agreed that the company’s stimulus cream was a huge success. Even the clinician I sucked off agreed that he had never felt anything remotely approaching the fantastic sensation that my lips had created on his prick.

Now all of this may sound over the top for a scientific company, but Greg’s attitude was “How can we develop products to improve and enhance the sexual stimulation of our customers if we aren’t able to experience it ourselves?” He strongly felt that all employees should sexually interact among themselves as much as possible.

Rick and I were looking forward to the next session where his erect cock would penetrate my pussy. Despite the fact we had already had quite a bit of sexual interplay, we had not fucked yet. So far his luscious cock had been in my hand and my mouth, both times to mind-blowing orgasms for him. But his big dick pounding itself mercilessly into my sopping wet cunt would be the pinnacle of sexual feelings for me. Or maybe the anal sex session would be even better. Stay tuned for the next installment to find out.

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Annual Gyno Exam Gone Crazy

Annual gyno exam gone crazy

I went to my annual gynecological exam. The doctor inserted her speculum in my vagina and did the usual things. She kept brushing against my clit, so naturally I became aroused and wet.

She announced,”Well, I’m going to have to wipe this away,” and laughed.

She didn’t use a cloth. In fact, she took off her gloves, and ‘mopped’ my girl juice around my clit with her fingertip. Then she leaned forward and started kissing my vagina. Finally, with her tongue, she gave me a crashing orgasm. It wasn’t the first time she has done this. Far from it.

“How could this happen?” you ask.

It turns out this particular doctor is my sister. While she went to medical school, I went to law school. We’ve been playing with each other’s vaginas since before I can remember, so I believe under the circumstances, what this doctor did to me was perfectly acceptable. Do you agree?

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What A Woman’s Orgasm Feels Like

On Quora, someone asked, “What does it feel like for a woman to have an orgasm?”

What follows is one woman’s answer:

It depends on the type of orgasm! Yes you read that right, women and guys are very different in the orgasm department. Guys just have one type, and typically they are one and done for a while. Meanwhile women have several types of orgasms that affect them differently and they can continue having orgasms over and over without a break.

I basically have 3 types of orgasms.

First is the Clitoral orgasm. This is the MAIN orgasm that most women experience!! It comes from, you guessed it, clitoral stimulation. This can be achieved during masturbation with fingers or any toys or random objects, getting fingered by someone, receiving oral sex, or even during missionary sex if the guy is angled right. Pretty much anything that rubs the clitoris in any way can cause a clitoral orgasm.

For me, this is an easy orgasm to achieve, and usually only takes me minutes or even under a minute. I am a horny person in general and typically always at least a little wet and ready to go so it happens quickly for me. I compare this to a man’s orgasm because it is so easy to achieve lmao. It feels like an intense contraction and spasm in my lower abdomen, pelvis, ass, vagina, and thighs. It’s like every muscle in that region contracts and releases in a pulsation-type motion that typically causes jerking movements in my hips and makes my toes curl. Needless to say, it feels AMAZING!

The downside is my vagina is superrrrr sensitive and almost ticklish after one of these orgasms. I can have orgasms like this over and over again but it’s like a pleasurable form of torture the more that I orgasm repeatedly this way. Also after orgasming once it typically makes the next orgasm come more easily. This produces a lot of wetness from my vagina, clear sticky sweet-tasting fluid. It is my most common orgasm that I have at least a couple of times daily.

Second is the vaginal orgasm. This happens less often than the clitoral orgasm because it is a bit harder to achieve and requires internal stimulation as opposed to external, as with the clitoral orgasm. This is mainly achieved through vaginal penetration, either by masturbation using fingers or inserting toys and objects, or through vaginal sex. I also often achieve this type of orgasm through anal sex and anal masturbation, likely because of the positioning and how the dick or toy thrusts the anal canal toward the vaginal canal.

Basically any type of vaginal or anal penetration can bring me to this type of orgasm. Like I said it is a little tougher to achieve because it takes a little longer than clitoral orgasms and the more stimulation the better the orgasm. Once achieved it makes each subsequent orgasm easier to achieve. This is felt mainly in the pelvic region, mostly the vagina. It is a very warm sensation with a slow and long contraction. It is like a very long and slow orgasm that can last for minutes if the stimulation continues. It’s a very relaxing type of orgasm that can make sex almost hypnotic when it occurs. This type of orgasm makes me wanna spread my legs eagle and just lay there and take whatever he has to throw at me. It makes sex incredibly pleasurable. It usually produces a different type of wetness from my vagina, a much thicker and creamier substance that tastes much stronger than the normal wetness and almost resembles the appearance of male cum.

Finally is the squirting orgasm. This is the most rare, but quite easy to obtain in you know what you’re doing. It is by far the most pleasurable so it’s well worth it. The key is being really turned on. Luckily for me being horny is my default so I find this orgasm easy to obtain in most instances. This is achieved similarly to the vaginal orgasm because it needs stimulation on the G-spot which is in the vagina. So I have been able to squirt by both vaginal and anal stimulation likely because of the positioning same as the vaginal orgasm. So any type of vaginal or anal penetration either by myself or someone else can get the job done, the key is stimulating that particular spot.

For me, I can achieve this orgasm in a couple of minutes, and most guys that try can do the same. Even guys who don’t try typically end up making me squirt because of how sensitive I am. The feeling of this type of orgasm resembles a clitoral orgasm, but on steroids!

The clitoral orgasm is more localized to that pelvic area, while the squirting orgasm is a full-body orgasm. Literally every part of my body from my head to my toes starts to shake uncontrollably, convulse, contract and relax rhythmically. It is soo strong that I lose the ability to control my own bodily functions and clear liquid comes pouring or shooting right out of my vagina from my urethra. All the while there is an incredible warmth and pleasure directly in the vagina. This normally lasts for up to 10–15 seconds but can linger for minutes. Also I find that once I squirt the first time it becomes easier for me to squirt and I do it more frequently. This is the most amazing orgasm a woman can experience and I try to at least give myself one daily!

So hopefully you have a better understanding of the female orgasms after reading this!

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10-Minute Orgasms?

10-minute orgasm

If you could orgasm for 10 minutes straight, do you think you would enjoy that?


From a person of unidentified sex:

Yes, I can, and yes, I do enjoy that.

The first thing is that it is much easier to have longer orgasms if you are relaxed. So it doesn’t take any effort, no strain, no force. If you’ve ever done body surfing in a warm ocean, you are in the water and you are surrounded by a huge warm wave that is carrying you forward. Sort of like that – all the great feelings flowing through your body and nothing for you to do, except enjoy it.

I believe this is a skill, a learnable skill. The first step is learning to relax your body during orgasm – not only your pelvic floor/perineum, but your legs (esp. your glutes), your lower back, your lower abs. It is fun to practice! Practicing being relaxed and feeling how good your body feels and find every good sensation in any part of your body – it may not be just in your crotch!


From a man:

I’ve had orgasms last two to three minutes or so. They were pretty intense and body-encompassing. You might refer to this as a full-body orgasm. I’ll lay there and thrash about uncontrollably. Being unable to control any body movements with legs and arms shaking, toes curling, and hands grasping at thin air I can only let myself continue until it subsides. After those longer ones where my whole body is taken over by the blissful feeling, I am gassed, as in can barely walk. Tremors will flow through my body at random for several hours beyond when the initial spasms subside. Muscles in my body will be sore from the contractions for days after. Imagine this lasting ten minutes or more and I think I would be in such a condition where the enjoyment is minimal beyond the initial wave. Usually, I go a minute or so when I orgasm. It feels so wonderful that I really don’t know I am ejaculating along with it. Any longer than that the bliss subsides and I want to regain control but can’t. An orgasm lasting ten minutes like that would be too damaging to my body. I know I wouldn’t enjoy the pain associated with the recovery after. I like my little one to two-minute orgasms. I enjoy it when I do have a full-body orgasm lasting two or more minutes. But in my opinion any longer than that while having those extreme convulsions, even though it feels fantastic at first, wouldn’t be all that enjoyable.


From a woman:

I’ve had constant orgasm for two hours with only a second or two in between them.

My maximum is 54. Yes I do count!

From four hours if pleasure to that fifth hour when they would start to finish. I got my body to have 35 only after one and-a-half hours of stimulation.

I had penetration sex every day for years before going to work.

In my past, I would have 10 every day without penetration. This went on for three years.

Then. I simply wanted more. And, it took two years of practice every day to get to only an hour and-a-half.

Mine, one by one be one last for a minute.

Fainting is great! Screaming for an hour is very relaxing. I assume this lady sentence answers your question.

Great question!

Later!

Men, see also: Continuous Orgasm.

Women, see also: Women’s Guide to Masturbation

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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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Waxing Spa

Three years ago, I saw a thing on YouTube. It made me jill myself silly right away, having an especially long orgasm, or maybe a series of orgasms – I can’t quite tell. I usually have just one, then I’m done, so this video truly affected me. A man was having his genitals waxed – you know, hair removal. As it was happening his penis became erect. Now, I’ve seen pornography on the Internet before. You can’t escape it. But seeing that got me to thinking. I was imagining me being the practitioner. How much more fun would that be than being an accountant for a grocery chain?

Every day at work, when I could let my mind wander, I had thought about becoming a massage practitioner. But that took long and specific training, and it would be hard work. Imagine spending an hour kneading the muscles of clients. Your wrists and everything would get really sore, right?

The minute I saw that waxing video, I knew that was for me. That’s what I had to do. It took another year to line it up. I got my training and got a ‘chair’ in a spa. I was able to quit my accounting job, and work full time at the spa, even though the money was half as much. I had just finished paying off my student loan after all those years, and what did I have to show for it? I had learned to be an accountant, a job I never liked. Well, now, things were different.

So, why was I crying myself to sleep? The spa job wasn’t quite right. Ninety percent of my clients were women. I was waxing vagina after vagina. And worse, sometimes it was armpits, legs and backs. Oh, yes, some women have hairy backs. Now, don’t get me wrong, it can be somewhat exciting to work with another woman’s vagina and anus. I did sometimes get horny after waxing those women, and I’d masturbate myself something silly at home in the evenings remembering my clients of the day. But I wanted men. Men, damn it! In a year at the spa, I had never waxed a single dick. Never even seen one. Oh, there were a few guys who had me remove their chest hair. One guy, a bicycle racer, came in to get his legs waxed.

It all changed on a Thursday afternoon. An elderly, heavyset fellow had set an appointment for genital waxing. I was sure one of the other practitioners would get him, and was all set to be mildly jealous as I would be waxing yet another vagina. However, the strangest thing happened. None of the girls wanted to do it. They were quietly carrying on near the desk. I thought were repulsed by his age or weight or something. But no, they were squeamish about touching a dick. Imagine that! These poor women were so conservative, brought up so up-tightly, that they couldn’t enjoy what would be a most enjoyable job.

Of course I stepped right up, and said, “I’ll be glad to take him.” I didn’t mind a bit. The girls knew I was kind of a rebel type. They probably even expected that from me.

I waxed the guy. He did become erect, just like in the YouTube video, and although I made sure not to show it, I had a wonderful time. Well, except for one thing: In all my training and experience as a waxer, I had never actually done a scrotum. I found it difficult to hold the skin taught as I tore off the wax, so as to not hurt the poor fellow. He winced and even suppressed a scream or two, as I learned my craft right there and then. He did stay erect the whole time, so I must not have been hurting him too badly. At one point, I hadn’t realized I was kind of leaning the palm of my hand right on one of his testicles. He squirmed and told me what was happening. I was embarrassed.

Even though he was a big old guy, I went home with a big smile, and jilled to several crashing orgasms that evening.

A week later, a friend of the old gent’s came in, wanting the same thing. The girls in a semi-circle at the desk all turned to me. I just said, “Of course.”

This guy was a quite-fit, fifty-something guy. I would have fucked him given half an opportunity. Being divorced and without kids, I can think such things. It’s OK to just think them, right? Anyway, I waxed him, but no erection. I was disappointed. Again, I’m a professional, so I made a point to hide my disappointment.

A few days later, another guy came in. He was thin and really old, like maybe eighty. I had no problem with that. Before I even started waxing him, he was erect. He apologized.

I said, “Most of the guys get erect,” as if I had any experience in such things.

I went to work on him, now expertly handling his scrotum. Both of us had a good time. He stayed erect the whole time.

To cut a long story short, these guys were on a bowling team or something, and they knew people, who knew people, and pretty soon, I had a full practice. I was touching up to six cocks a day. And that brings us up to date.

Every day, I arrive at the spa at 9am for my first appointment, and have four to six cocks a day. That’s what I jokingly call my appointments, “cocks.” I don’t even do women, or legs, or chests. Just cocks. I let the other girls take all the other appointments, and they’re fine with the arrangement. Well, sometimes, I’ll take a vagina. That can be fun at times.

With the guys, and the occasional girl, I start out with their assholes. I have them get on their knees, and wax their butts. I would say that when that’s done, and I have the guys turn around and lay on their backs on the table, sixty percent of them are erect. Of course the women don’t get erect, but maybe eighty percent of them are moist. I actually have to grab a tissue and wipe them dry down there so as to not interfere with the waxing.

Oh, yes, more than one woman has orgasmed under my ministrations. They try to hide it. I want to tell some of them, “It’s totally OK, let it happen. Enjoy it.” But that’s not professional, so I just let them pretend they’re not orgasming. But I can see the contractions in their perianal area. It’s obvious.

Forty percent of the guys don’t get hard. That’s OK. Well, maybe mildly disappointing. Sometimes when I’m feeling particularly frisky, I try to do things to get them erect. I hope they don’t realize what I’m doing. Like, I’ll grab a tissue, and ever so lightly let a corner of it drag over their frenulum. Or, I have a big fluffy brush that’s used for distributing the powder. I’ll just run that over their frenulum a few times. That often does the trick.

I just love the sixty percent who do get erect. It doesn’t matter whether they are young or old, thin or fat, I just absolutely enjoy holding their erect penis in my hands, and knowing I’m the cause of that. Every now and then, one will ejaculate during the treatment. It’s unfortunate if it happens too soon, because it makes it hard for them to enjoy the rest of the treatment.

Men will often apologize for being erect. I always let them know to relax, that it’s normal. Some of the ones who ejaculate get all embarrassed, red in the face, and stammer out an apology. Others just let the cum flow out onto their bellies, and don’t say a word, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. And it is.

Me, I’m just loving this work. I now make as much as I did as an accountant. The spa charges $90 and I get $60. One of the clients was just too gorgeous to ignore, so I took him home. It’s a bit more complicated than that, but he’s my boyfriend now. He has no problem with me jilling myself around the house, or masturbating myself to sleep on the days when he’s too tired or what-not. Considering what I do for a living, there’s no way I don’t come home horny, practically out of my mind, every evening, and have to do something about it.

An example of my male genital waxing work
Here’s an example of my work.