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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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Falling in a Cold Lake with an Old Dude

This is another true story from a client. I particularly enjoyed transcribing this one for you.

I used to hate my skinny build and blond hair. I mean, why did my hair have to be almost white? Oh, I know, both of my parents are Scandinavian.

When I was 12 I got my first guitar. I became pretty good at that guitar fairly quickly, and started getting positive attention from everyone. Then, being different – short, skinny, and with light blond hair was a good thing.

My parents let me grow my hair long, like a musician, and suddenly, I was the hit of the party. Every party. I was being paid to perform. Oh, not much. $75 here, and $100 there. But the people, especially the girls, seemed to be quite attracted to the guy on the stage – the little guy with the ivory hair! So, now, I very much like the way I look.

Besides guitar, I also like winter camping. I guess it is the Norwegian and Swedish in me.

I’m in college right now, studying music of course. Did you know that with a Master’s in music, you can be addressed as “Doctor?” True enough. But I don’t care about that. I plan to be a music teacher. I love teaching almost as much as I love playing. Correct that. I actually like teaching more. I don’t like having to travel to venues to play. If I could live my life with students coming to my house to learn music, well, that would be fine with me.

Oh, winter camping. I get off-topic easily. So, during the Christmas break, one of my professors invited me to go camping with him. He has a cabin in the Adirondacks that is accessible unless there is a big storm. As the last week before the vacation approached, I was so hoping it wouldn’t snow.

Professor Jim, as everyone calls him, is a really nice guy. He’s not one of those teachers who singles people out. He isn’t a yeller. He explains things so you really get them. And, did I mention he can play flamenco better than anyone on earth? Or so it seems to me. He is like an older version of me in a way. He is also around 5’7″, thin, but white-haired. I mean really white. Not light blond. He also has a white beard, which I think is quite attractive. If I were an old woman, I’d totally go for him.

Professor Jim doesn’t know about winter camping, and wants me to instruct him. Imagine, I’ll be teaching the professor something!

The day finally came, and we drove up in his Mercedes. Actually, I mostly drove, and he sat in the passenger seat, basically talking music all the way, which I loved, of course. He mostly talked about his specialty. The class I’m taking from him isn’t part of the traditional music curriculum, but it ought to be. He teaches how to be a music teacher.

Anyway, we got there, built a big fire in the fireplace, and while the cabin was heating up, we decided to go canoeing. He has a little canoe tied up to his dock. The lake, more of a big pond really, was about half iced over. So, we figured we’d go noodle around in the water for a while, where the water was mostly clear.

It turns out Jim doesn’t know anything about canoing. We weren’t in the water more than five minutes, and perhaps fifteen feet offshore, when he managed to tip the damn thing over. That water was the coldest thing I have ever experienced in my life. I mean, literally, painfully cold.

I cramped up immediately. Fortunately, the bottom was only about 4 or 5 feet below us, so as soon as we gained our footing, we ran or mostly hobbled back to the shore, and into the cabin.

We immediately threw off all our clothing onto the carpet, grabbed the towels out of the bathroom and huddled near the fire. The fire hadn’t heated the cabin very much yet, but we could feel a bit of warmth up close to the hearth. It wasn’t enough. We were both shivering big-time. Professor Jim ran to the bedroom, grabbed some blankets, and spread them out on the floor in front of the fireplace. He then said, I should climb into the blankets with him.

I wasn’t objecting. There was nothing sexy, nothing gay, about it. We were both deathly cold. So cold, we might have died if we didn’t huddle together under those blankets. So we did. I curled up, and he hugged up behind me. We started to warm up, and after a while, we fell asleep.

In a while, maybe it was an hour, I woke up, and then I started to feel a bit weird. I knew it might have saved our lives, but still, it was strange indeed to be huddled with my old teacher. And then it dawned on me. The solid thing I felt pressing against my lower back was his dick! He had a hardon, and it was pressing against me. Geez! Worse, I was erect too. I just noticed that. What was I doing erect? And horny. It seemed like I wanted to jerk off right then and there. Of course, I’d never actually do that, but I was quite horny.

The professor stirred, and then suddenly backed away from me.

“Oh, sorry,” he said.

I’m pretty sure that was an apology about his erection, not about dumping us in the cold lake.

Being the empathetic individual I am, I immediately told him not to worry, that erections are normal, even in abnormal situations, such as this one.

He said it was probably because his wife died a few years ago, that huddling with anyone would ‘set him off’ as he called it.

I asked whether he had any sex any more. He hadn’t. Since we are pretty close as student and teacher, and since we were both still naked as babies, I couldn’t resist asking whether he jerks off.

He said, “Yes, all the time, at least twice a day.” He then admitted more than a professor should probably admit: That he fantasizes about some of his students, such as Clarise, the curly-haired pianist in our class, who looks a bit like a young version of Minnie Driver.

I admitted that I fantasize about her too. We laughed.

He then got kind of quiet, and hesitantly said, “And, I fantasize about you, too.”

“Oh, fuck, how should I answer that?” I was frantically thinking. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I know what it is to be crushed.

Clarise recently crushed me, although I don’t think that book is entirely written yet. I’m going to ask her out again. But I was not going to crush Jim. However, I am not, absolutely not, attracted to 68-year-old men. But I do like masturbation. And, given the chance, I’ll masturbate with anybody.

So I told him right out, “Dr. Jim, there’s no way I’d have a relationship with you. But I’d be honored to masturbate with you any time.”

“Really?” he exclaimed. “I’m delighted. I don’t want a relationship with you either. I may be attracted, but I’d never do anything about it.”

As this discussion was happening, my penis started to rise under the blanket. I was somewhat surprised by that. While I was not physically attracted to Professor Jim, he was a pretty good specimen. Totally healthy. Well-groomed – at least well-groomed when not naked under a blanket after nearly drowning in a lake. And he was thin and small like me. And like me, I had noticed, as is so fashionable these days, he has removed all the hair around his crotch.

I wanted him to be happy, and thought about his plight. The poor guy had lost his wife, and what was probably a good sex life along with her death. And I was erect. Go figure!

So, since it was now quite warm in the cabin, I threw off the blanket revealing my erection. I simply said, “Let’s just play.”

I’ve never seen such a big, ear-to-ear smile! He threw off the other half of the blanket which had been covering him, and he, too, was erect. Jim was circumcised, while I was not, but otherwise, we were quite similar. His dick might have been a bit shorter and fatter, but overall, was about the same. Not huge. I don’t care for huge dicks. But not small, either.

With a touch of reluctance, I reached out. I was concerned about somehow changing my relationship with my favorite teacher. But then, it had already been changed by falling in the freezing water. This was just changing it more.

I placed my fingertips on the tip of his penis, while he moaned, and changed from sitting up to laying down on his back. I lightly brushed the tip of his dick, then his scrotum, and his upper legs for a while. He was in heaven, and so I did that for even longer.

Finally, I ever so gently brushed a fingertip along his frenulum. His dick jumped up an inch. I did that several more times, separated by about fifteen seconds each time. His dick jumped each time.

With my other hand, I cupped his balls and kind of lifted them up, while I wrapped my fingers around the shaft of his penis, and started jerking him off in earnest.

He stopped me, saying, “Your turn, I don’t want to cum too soon.”

He instructed me to lay down on my stomach, and started in with a slow, full massage. Neck, back, butt, legs, feet, hands, arms. Then back to my butt. Using both hands, he kept kind of kneading and spreading it, no doubt giving him a clear view of my asshole. Then he started swirling his finger around the perimeter of my anus, but not quite touching the middle. No one had ever done that to me, and it was delightful.

He did that for quite a while. Then, I felt the occasional light touch against the back of my scrotum. It felt amazing!

After a long while, he had me roll over, and gave me more massage. Arms, chest, legs, etc. During all that treatment, my penis was super-hard, and bobbing up and down, but he ignored it, continuing with the massage as if I didn’t even have genitals. That was driving me deliciously crazy.

Finally, finally, he brushed against the side of my penis. He did that over and over again, just touching the sides of my shaft with his fingertips. I felt that feeling, you know the one I mean, like I was about to have an orgasm. But he was an expert at reading physiology, and had us switch positions.

I then ‘did’ him for a while, bringing him close to orgasm. He had me stop, and then go again a few times. He had me place a finger against his perineum, between his balls and his ass, and I could feel the contractions.

Professor Jim was orgasming without ejaculating, We kept it up, him telling me to stop, then go, then stop again, and he kept orgasming every few minutes, I’ve never heard of such a thing. I really wanted to learn that technique, but wasn’t sure if it was something one could learn, or something one must be born with.

Jim told me that no one is born with it and that anyone can learn it – if one is patient. He turned his attention back to me and had me lay on my back again. He started stroking my penis, then suddenly let go, right before I was building up to an orgasm.

He had me bring my feet up close to my butt, with my knees in the air, so he had access to my asshole. He spit on his index finger, and then gently placed it against my anus, while holding my penis in his other hand. I felt an almost-orgasmic contraction, and he felt it in me too, so he quit stroking my dick. He slowly worked his finger into my anus, and then curled it forward against my prostate.

That was too much. I came. I had an amazing ejaculation, cumming so hard it spit up to my neck and chin, as he slowly withdrew his finger.

He said that was my first lesson, and promised we’d work on the technique until I mastered it. He said it might take twenty or more sessions until I learn to orgasm without ejaculating, but that it would happen.

I was willing to turn my attention back to him – to finish him off with an ejaculation, but no, he was satisfied. Evidently, that’s another good thing about the orgasming without cumming thing – that you can be satisfied in a new way, and according to Jim, it’s more satisfying than actually blowing cum.

Well, Jim and I have masturbated together perhaps a dozen times since the day at the lake. He has his own small house near the campus, and I visit him there. We are not in love or anything like that. We are just a young and old pair of jerk-off buddies.

I have not yet managed to orgasm without ejaculating, but we keep working on it. Clarise is my girlfriend now, and I’ve told her all about Jim and I, and she’s fine with that. In fact, she came over with me one time, and just watched as the professor and I did each other. It was totally hot, and both Jim and I lost it way too soon, ejaculating within minutes. She stayed clothed, and did not participate that time, but she tells me she’ll be happy to fully participate next time.

If you think Jim and I have become good at edging, that’s nothing compared to Clarise. She can have orgasm after orgasm for hours, with her legs all shaking, and she’ll moan, and sometimes even yell from her orgasms. I love that. She has orgasms from clitoral stimulation, G-spot stimulation, and something I didn’t expect: I can put two fingers in her butt, curl them forward and stimulate what I believe is the back of her uterus, and she will orgasm big-time from that.

I’m really looking forward to a three-way session But, I have to convince Jim. Even though I have finished with his class, and she’s not one of his students, he is being reluctant. The last time I spoke with him, however, he said he’ll probably be willing to do a threesome masturbation session with us soon.

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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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My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work

by Spurtz

The Sara Series:
Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock
Sara Loves Giving Handjobs
Sara Finds a New Way for Both of Us to Cum
Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

Finally Sara Lines Up Some Strange Pussy for Me.

My wife Sara is a real piece of work. A virgin when I first met her, she has turned into a major cock slut, especially when she found out I got off on watching her have sex. Her most recent kink was buying a strapless strap-on cock that she used to fuck my ass. At first I wasn’t crazy about the idea but after experiencing it I found it was a lot more pleasurable than I had expected. Then she pointed out that the strap-on was shaped a lot like our friend Jerry’s dick and suggested that maybe having a real cock up my rectum would feel even better.

So she called Jerry and he was all for it. She also told him to expect to have my hard prick up his ass and he said that was even better. You may remember Jerry from my previous stories. His cock has a pronounced upward curve and he also sports one of the hardest erections of any of the many guys who have sampled my wife’s pussy.

Once Jerry arrived and we all stripped down, Sara said she had to suck Jerry’s dick to get it good and hard. What a bullshit story. The guy’s dick was already so hard a cat couldn’t scratch it. Sara just wanted to give him a blowjob. As usual, I went along with it. Seeing her slide her lips over his hardness just made my own cock into a fucking bar of steel. She only spent a few minutes sucking him off because she was anxious to watch him penetrate my ass.

I got down on all fours and Jerry probed the tip of his lubed-up dick around my asshole. And slowly worked it in. It was bigger than Sara’s strap-on and a bit uncomfortable at first but Jerry took it slow and pretty soon he had all seven inches buried to the hilt. As he stroked in and out of me, I felt his hand reach around and grab my cock. Then he pumped my cock with his fist in rhythm to pumping my ass with his prick. Without me knowing it, Sara had inserted the strapless strap-on into her cunt and proceeded to cornhole Jerry with it. So in a fit of total ecstasy, the three of us were fucking away. Before too long I felt Jerry’s body stiffen and streams of jism spurted from his cock into my anal canal while I simultaneously had my own orgasm as Jerry gripped my dick and furiously stroked me off. Sara squealed in delight when she saw multiple streams of semen spurting out from under my body.

After a bit of rest and relaxation, we traded places and I fucked Jerry while Sara fucked me. Eliciting more cum from both Jerry’s and my cock.

The next day Sara and I talked about how much fun we had. And we did have fun but I was not totally happy with the fact that all of our group sex involved just Sara and multiple male partners. I secretly wanted more pussy involved. However, I did have to accept the fact that it was much easier for one woman to fuck five or six guys in one session than it would be for me to fuck multiple women. But I would like to give it a shot.

I asked Sara if she had ever considered having sex with a woman? She looked at me with surprise on her face and admitted that she had never considered it. I suggested that maybe we should try it to bring something new to our sex lives.

“Something new?” she asked. “I think you just want another cunt to fuck.”

“So what,” I countered. “it’s ok for you to have six sex partners at once and I can’t even have two?”

“OK,” Sara replied. “I know the perfect person. There is this terrific looking girl in my gym class. Jill flirts like crazy with both the men and the women. She’s come on pretty strong to me and I suspect she would be willing to join us.”

After Sara’s most recent gym class she reported to me that Jill was interested in some group play. Sara also invited Jerry because she said what she had in mind required another guy. I figured she just want more dick available than I could supply. But I was looking forward to seeing what Jill had to offer. Sara had already made all the arrangements and both Jill and Jerry would be knocking on our door at any minute.

They both showed up and Jill definitely did not disappoint. She was not only beautiful but had an awesome body. I couldn’t wait to see her naked. And I didn’t have to wait long. Sara, not one to delay the proceedings, invited us all into the master bedroom and immediately started stripping. No one wanted to be the only clothed person in the room and it didn’t take long for four naked bodies to be on display. That fucking Jerry already had a full erection and I wasn’t far behind.

“Ooh, Jerry,” Jill purred, “I love the way your dick is curved. I bet it feels as good as it looks.” What about me? I wondered. My dick is bigger than Jerry’s and nobody’s commenting on it. But Jill surprised me when she wrapped her hand around my cock and started jerking me off. “Let’s get it good and hard, big boy,” she exclaimed. “Sara has been telling me what a stud you are.”

Sara, always in charge, squeezed the head of Jerry’s cock and explained what she wanted us to do. “You all have heard of a circle jerk. But this will be a circle suck. I want everybody to lay on the floor, roughly in a circle. Both us girls will have your cocks in our mouths and you two guys will have our pussies in your face.”

We all got in the position she described and it actually worked out more easily than one would expect. My face was buried in Jill’s pussy, while Sara took my prick her mouth. Jerry lapped away at Sara’s cunt while Jill want to work on his dick with her talented tongue. All four of us sucked and licked away but as in all sexual couplings where participants are both giving and receiving at the same time, it’s hard to concentrate on one or the other. It was a lot of fun but Sara had more ideas.

The two girls scissored their pussies together and now it was Sara’s turn to suck Jerry while Jill’s expertise at sucking a hard cock was put to the test on me. Omigod, I thought Sara gave great head but Jill took my entire seven inches right to the balls and sucked and sucked so expertly that there was no way I could hold out for very long. After way too short a time, I could feel the cum building and before I could do anything to stop it, I felt powerful spurt after spurt of semen explode down Jill’s throat. She kept on sucking with a level of expertise that I had never experienced before.

I looked over to see Sara doing a number on Jerry’s dick. She seemed to be more animated than usual. Maybe seeing the fantastic job Jill was doing on me spurred her on to greater heights of sucking. Watching her lips slide down and then back up Jerry’s cock to the point where most of his cockhead was exposed, really turned me on. Then her lips would slide down over the prominent coronal ridge and continue down the shaft. This sight had me cranked up almost as much as what Jill was doing to me. Combined, the two experiences just kept more and more cum shooting from my prick. And Jill not only swallowed every drop but kept sucking even harder. Then she shoved a finger up my ass. Omigod!

I heard Jerry cry out and looked over to see his entire body convulsing as his orgasm hit like a ton of bricks. Sara’s head bobbed up and down frantically and then she pulled off and grabbed his dick. Sara loved to see the cum fly and fly it did. Jerry was a major cummer and she jacked his load all over her face and into her mouth.

While all this fantastic sucking was taking place, the girls were furiously scissoring their sopping wet cunts together and both appeared to experience mind-blowing orgasms.

Thankfully Jill let my cock slip out of her mouth and flop onto my thigh. Thankfully, because the after-orgasm sensation in my dick was incredibly intense. I looked down to see the last vestiges of cum drool from the tip. Jill licked up every drop and took the head of my cock in her mouth and very gently sucked it dry. Sara was doing the same to Jerry’s still erect prick. I was torn between being jealous or loving seeing my wife sucking another man’s dick.

The four of us lay there in post-orgasmic bliss. Unable to move. After a round of drinks and some recuperative time, Sara suggested that we do some good old fashioned fucking. Before the night was over I fucked Jill and Sara both and Jerry surprised as all by fucking Sara once and Jill twice. As Jerry climaxed into Jill the second time, he pulled out and ejaculated onto her stomach and tits as Sara and I watched in amazement. His dick was bright red, shiny with Jill’s juices, and still amazingly hard. And even though it was his third orgasm of the evening, it was just as powerful and voluminous as the first. As a special tribute to Jerry’s abilities, the three of us took turns sucking his cock clean of semen. I capped the evening off by getting down between Jill’s legs to suck her pussy clean of all her heavenly juices and breathe in the aroma of a freshly fucked pussy.

One of the things I really liked about jill was that in addition to loving to fuck, she really got off on cocks. Sara does too, but not to the extent that Jill does. For example, my penis is partially circumcised. By that I mean that a lot of excess skin is missing but I still have enough foreskin to cover most of the head. Any time Jill was getting down and dirty with my dick, she always wanted the foreskin pulled all the way back so she could focus on my dickhead. She also really got off on fondling and squeezing my nuts as well and licking and sucking them while she rolled my foreskin back and forth with one hand while thrusting a finger or two up my ass with the other. She would alternate massaging my dick with either her hand or mouth. She had a genuine clinical interest in my genital package. And she did the same with Jerry’s equipment. And she always let out a surprised squeal when the cum started shooting, even though she obviously knew it was coming.

In between the fucking, the two girls got each other off as their talented tongues worked over each other’s clits. Something new for Sara. But Jill appeared to be an old hand at muff-diving.

At the evening’s end, I felt really invigorated that I was able to experience some strange pussy and Jill’s extremely talented oral ministrations. It was great that my wife Sara was looking out for me and not just her own carnal desires.

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My Wife Sara Loves Giving Handjobs

By Spurtz

The Sara Series:
My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work
Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock
Sara Finds a New Way for Both of Us to Cum
Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

My Wife Sara Loves Giving Handjobs. And More.

This story is a continuation of “Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock.”

After Jeff went home after an incredible night of threesome sex, Sara seemed a little down. “What’s wrong honey?” I asked.

“I can’t believe I did all those things with Jeff. You must think I am a total slut. I know our agreement was I was only going to jack him off while you watched. But then I sucked his cock and fucked you both until everybody’s balls were dry. I don’t know what came over me. Once I had two big hard cocks staring me in the face, I kind of went crazy.”

“Don’t worry about it babe. Believe it or not, I totally got off watching you working your magic on his big cock. I was worried beforehand that I would get jealous but I could tell you were enjoying the hell out of yourself and when you’re happy, I’m happy.”

“But honey,” she protested, “surely watching me roll Jeff’s foreskin back and lick all around the head of his cock had to bother you. Then seeing me suck his dick until he came down my throat. I can’t believe that didn’t upset you. And then to let him slide that engorged prick into my pussy and fuck the shit out of me. That didn’t bother you?”

“Sara, I know how much you love it when I fuck all your holes. Why wouldn’t you love having a strange cock doing the same thing? It’s just sex. It’s not like you are in love with Jeff. You aren’t, are you?”

“Hell no. I might be in love with Jeff’s cock but it ends there.”

“Sara, I do have to confess to some jealousy. Watching you going down on his engorged prick did give me some pangs of jealousy. But only because I wished it was me sucking him off.”

“I thought so,” she replied. “I was watching you out of the corner of my eye while I was sucking Jeff off. I saw your dick go from semi-soft to full hard. I knew it was turning you on. But I wasn’t sure if it was me sucking his prick that got you going or it was you wishing you were doing the sucking.”

“Both,” I confessed. “Before last night the idea of sucking another man’s cock was just about the last thing in the world that I ever thought I would want to do. But now it’s all I can think about.”

“I’m going to tell you a secret,” she said. “The second time Jeff fucked me last night, I whispered in his ear that I thought you might be having a fantasy about sucking some dick. He said he thought so too. And that he had no problem with it. He said he’s sucked a few cocks and it’s great fun. So next time we hook up with Jeff, maybe I can watch you two guys suck each other’s dicks.”

“So when is ‘next time?’” I asked.

“I knew you would be hot to trot. Jeff’s coming by again tonight.”

I was stunned. She knew me too well. But I couldn’t wait for Jeff to show up.

That evening, Jeff arrived right on time. He wasn’t inside the door more than a couple of minutes and all three of us were naked. My dick was already bone-hard in anticipation of what was to come. Jeff wasn’t far behind me. I even thought I could see some moisture dripping down Sara’s thigh.

She directed us to all sit on the sofa and served some drinks. After some small talk, Sara knelt down between Jeff’s legs and proceeded to masturbate his erect penis. My dick throbbed in anticipation. Since everybody already knew what was going to happen, Sara bent over and took the head of Jeff’s engorged cock between her lips. She took her mouth off long enough to say, “Babe, I want to get this big cock ready for you.” She went back to expertly sucking his dick and then got up and said, “Your turn.”

I took her place kneeling between Jeff’s legs. I looked down at the most desirable sight I could imagine. Sara had brought the head of his cock to a rosy red shiny glow. I reached down and grasped the shaft of his meaty prick and pulled the foreskin all the way back. I had no idea what sensations awaited me once I took his cock between my lips. But I couldn’t wait to find out. As he prick slid into my mouth my first reaction was there was no taste. I guess I expected a bit of a tangy flavor but there was none. I eagerly bobbed my head up and down. The feeling of my lips gliding over his glans and then passing over the coronal ridge and moving onto the shaft was way more exciting than I ever expected. I tried to take as much of his cock down my throat as possible but my gag reflex kicked in before I even had half of it in.

I felt Sara kneel behind me and her hand reached around and grabbed my penis. I think my prick was as hard as it has ever been. She started doing her hand magic on my cock. Then I felt her other hand slide down my back and into the crack of my ass. Her lubed-up finger found my butthole and she slid it right in.

I was in sexual heaven. A hard throbbing cock down my throat. Sara’s magic hands performing an incredibly sexual handjob on my raging prick while her finger pistoned in and out of my asshole. I could tell I was doing all the right things to Jeff’s cock as his hands clasped each side of my head and helped set the rhythm of my taking his cock up and down it’s length.

I was a bit torn. I knew if we kept this up, it wasn’t going to last long. But no way could I stop. My brain told me if even I made him cum, the evening would not be over. This would just be a great start. So I continued to suck his prick in a near sexual frenzy. All too soon I felt his body stiffen and a series of short groans escaped his mouth. I knew he was cumming.

I felt the first hot spurt of semen hit the back of my throat. This just made me suck harder and faster. The feeling of his cum continuing to spurt into my mouth took me to new sexual highs and the next thing I knew, my own cock erupted into one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Stream after stream of hot jism shot out of the end of my prick and hit the sofa and the carpet. Sara was coaxing me on as she swiftly pulled her finger out of my ass. She knew from experience that pulling the finger just as I started to orgasm intensified it for me.

“Cum for me baby. Keep shooting that cream for me.” She continued to grip my dick even harder and pumped it like there was no tomorrow. I wasn’t sure who was going to stop spurting cum first, me or Jeff.

I kept sucking Jeff’s big prick. I didn’t want to let it go but he finally cried out in submission. “I can’t take it anymore. Too intense.” I knew what he meant as I was experiencing the same thing as Sara continued to stroke my prick coaxing out every last dollop of jism. Finally she let go. I staggered to my feet and flopped down next to Jeff. Sara inched forward and took Jeff’s cock in one hand and mine in the other. “Oh, we do have a real mess here,” she purred. “A cleanup is needed.” That said, she proceeded to take turns licking and sucking all the cum off both our pricks.

I knew the evening was off to a glorious start.

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My Girlfriend is Cruel

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My girlfriend is cruel, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

She has a massage table at her house and these soft bandana-like things with which she can tie my ankles and wrists to the table.

She gets me hard, then she starts ever so gently fondling my balls. Slowly, she builds up the pressure until she’s squeezing them so hard that her fingertips turn white. It fucking hurts, but oddly, its pleasurable, too. For those who don’t know, testicles are in a think and firm rubbery covering that makes them very tough. It may be painful, but it’s harmless. At least I think so.

After doing that for a several minutes, while laughing sardonically, she then jerks me off. I try not to cum right away, but knowing what’s coming next, I can’t hold off very long.

Within a minute or two, cum is shooting all over the place as she continues to stroke me.

She’ll typically say something like, “Good, now that’s out of the way.”

We both laugh, although my laughter is rather nervous.

She continues to stroke me, but now it doesn’t feel so good. I want her to stop. I’m done sexually. I’ve ejaculated, and now I need to be alone. I really, really need her to let go of my cock.

But, no, that’s not going to happen. Now, after adding more oil to the palm of her hand, she starts rubbing that palm over the tip of my penis, as she holds the shaft upright with her other hand.

It’s fucking excruciating. For those who don’t know, it’s an excruciating tickle. Maybe a guy can imagine underwear being rubbed against the tip of the dick. Or a girl might imagine cloth being rubbed over her exposed clitoris.

She laughs like a maniac and continues the torment. I’m twisting and pulling at the ankle and wrist restraints. But, I can’t get away, and she continues. It’s amazingly horrible. And yet, it’s also kind of nice in a very strange way.

Eventually, the sensation dies down a little bit as my sanity starts to return. It starts to feel like I’m going to pee. And sure enough, completely out of control, I feel a single squirt escape my body. She laughs some more. So do I.

But she continues. The horrible sensation builds again. I’ve really got to get away. I’m twisting, I’m yelling, and laughing at the same time. Now it starts feeling like I’m going to release more pee. Instead, I believe I have ejaculated a second time. Or maybe it was more pee. I’m not quite sure.

It must have been five minutes since my second ejaculation, if that’s what it was, and finally, my penis softens. We both know it’s over. I swear I’ll never let her do that again.

A week later, we do it again.

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Business Lunch Plus

By Spurtz

A true story about one of my hottest sexual partners.

I was the head cheese of a company with about 100 employees. The HR gal hired a new receptionist named Jill and when she was brought into my office to be introduced to me, I was blown away. She was very petite at about 5’2” and she was extremely pretty. Drop dead beautiful, actually. And although I’m not normally a big tits guy, that doesn’t mean I have anything against them. Except hopefully my chest. She had extremely nice ones and as I learned later they were all hers, and for a 29-year old, no sag at all which I found quite amazing considering their size. She was quite creative in the way she dressed that somehow downplayed their size so she never looked top heavy or overly large.

Over the next couple of weeks I tried to make small talk with her but she was a bit stand-offish. Probably standard procedure for a woman who looked like she did in order to keep the wolves at bay. But considering I was president of the company, I was a bit surprised she wasn’t more friendly.

As a couple of months went by, I took on more and more of a workload. On top of running the place, I found myself deeply involved in the advertising and marketing aspects of the company. It soon became apparent that I needed an assistant. I don’t remember the details now but the receptionist was tapped to be that person. The company as a whole was really growing and we leased a building next door to expand into. It needed some work to suit our requirements and I was having the front offices reconfigured. One of the offices would be mine, along with a private restroom, and the office adjacent to mine, along with a connecting door, would be Jill’s.

At some point I asked her if she would like to walk next door and get a look at her new office and she said she would. When we got in the building, all the workmen were in the back portion of the building. It was a fairly large building at 37,000 square feet. We could hear the workmen but couldn’t see them. The front offices were in the process of being remodeled and there wasn’t much to see. As we walked into what would be her office, I knew this was probably my only chance where I would ever be alone with her. Up to this point nothing remotely romantic or even suggestive had ever transpired between us. Although it was a risky move, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. I’ll be honest, I was shocked that she was so responsive. We swapped spit back and forth for several minutes giving me the balls to move to the next step.

I started massaging those wonderful tits, but was limited to just doing it over the top of her blouse. Things got hotter and hotter. She was wearing a skirt so I reached down, pulled it up and placed my hand right over her panty covered warm pussy. No resistance took place so I pulled her panties to one side and slipped a finger in her pussy. Which was very wet. This told me I was on the right track. My next move was probably the boldest sex related thing I have ever done. I dropped to my knees, pulled up the hem of her dress and tucked it into a belt she was wearing to keep it out of my way. Then pulled down her panties and buried my face in that wonderful pussy.

Licking and sucking her clit and pussy, I could sense that she was somewhat overwhelmed by what was happening. Maybe not 100% believing what was being done to her. I had some concerns about being walked in on by one of the workmen. So I reluctantly stopped eating her out. I had her step out of her panties and I stuffed them in my pocket. Then took her by the hand and led her into the private bathroom that was off of my office. It was a long way from being finished. There was a toilet and a sink with one 40 watt bulb hanging from a wire from the ceiling. Everything was covered in sawdust. The toilet did not have a seat on it. She kind of turned up nose at the look of the place and made some comment about it being filthy.

As we all know, a stiff cock has no conscience and my prick was as stiff as they come. I could care less about how dirty the place was. I just wanted to fuck her so bad. I leaned her face-first over the sink, flipped up her skirt, and slid my prick into her sopping wet pussy. Heaven. I started pumping away and looked down at her cute boyish butt, and I remember to this day visualizing that I was butt fucking some boy. At this point in my life I had never been involved in any M2M sex so I was a bit surprised when that image appeared in my head.

I asked her if she was on the pill and she was so in way too short of a time, I unloaded several major spurts of cum into her. It was one of the best orgasms ever. I assume a lot of that was the added excitement that comes from such a risky coupling. Anyway, luckily there was a roll of toilet paper available and we cleaned ourselves up and made our way back to the office.

That was the start of a really hot and heavy sexual relationship. I was married, so getting together for frequent sex was very difficult. I had to be very careful about paying too much attention to her at the office. I did mange to take her to lunch occasionally but not too often or tongues would wag. One particularly memorable session was we went to a very well known restaurant that overlooks the entire San Fernando Valley. After eating and returning to the car, I immediately went to town. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. We had some amazing chemistry which seemed to be about 90% sexual. Depite being parked in a busy restaurant parking lot, we ended up fucking right there in the car with oblivious people walking right by the car.

Another time I drove her to one of our regular suppliers to introduce her as their new contact person. When we returned to the car, we couldn’t keep our hands off of one another and we fucked again right there. I loved eating her pussy and she was in the passenger seat and I was on my knees on the floorboard in front of her lapping away. Then I motored the seat back all the way and climbed between those great legs and shoved my cock into her. Someone must have been watching over us because with all the risky couplings, we never got caught as far as I know.

One thing from that pussy lapping session that I hadn’t noticed before was when she got totallly turned on, her clit became super prominent. I remember it looking a bit like a tiny peeled grape. I loved sucking on it and she loved having it done as well.

On many of our lunch trips or other short rides around to introduce her to a supplier, it was just too risky for a full-on fuck but she would gladly give me a handjob, and if possible, a blowjob. The blowjobs were usually finished off by her hand. I kept a full box of Kleenex on hand.

I finally got to see those tits in all their glory when I stopped by her apartment one night. She had already gone to bed. At first, she really didn’t want me to come in but at some point the chemistry kicked in and neither of us would have been able to resist. This was our first full-on naked coupling and it was fantastic. Towards the end of the affair, I was stopping by her place when it was possible. The fully naked hookups on her bed were unreal.

During the period where we were getting it on, a couple of weird things happened. At lunch one day several guys were talking about her. One guy in particular, who had briefly dated her, was going on and on about what a lame sex partner she was. He said she just layed there and didn’t move. My first thought to this asshole was he needed to look in the mirror to see why she wasn’t motivated to give him a good fuck. My experience with her was just the opposite. She was an extremely enthusiastic sex partner. It really pissed me off that he was talking about her publicly like that so I told my HR manager to get rid of him. Back then it was fairly easy to can somebody.

The other strange occurrence was again a lunchtime conversation. This time it was a group of women. Jill reported the conversation back to me. Somehow my name came up and several of the woman agreed that I was likely a poor sex partner. They said I was too cold and remote and they felt sorry for my poor wife. Jill said that it took every bit of willpower on her part to keep from blurting out the truth about me.

Looking back over my many sexual pecadillos, I have to rate my times with Jill right at the top of the list. We were really incredible sex partners who brought out the best in each other. But I was happily married and she was looking for a permanent relationship, so before things got any more out of hand, we decided to reluctantly call it quits. She moved on to another job shortly after that which was a good thing because seeing her every day but not being able to be with her was eating me up.

Here is a little side story to my time with Jill. The supplier where I took her to be introduced as the new contact person had a very attractive receptionist. Before Jill, I usually called on that supplier several times a week and got to be good friends with the receptionist. She was extremely outgoing and super friendly and quite willing to talk frankly about any subject. I can’t remember why I never made a move on her. But one day she showed up with a new set of tits. I was always curious if they still felt like real tits and at that point I had never felt any. I made some comment to that effect and she stuck her chest out and told me to go ahead and feel them. Which I did right there in her office. And they felt real to me.

After Jill left, I was stuck with making the runs to that business again but tit girl was gone. Sometime after that I was flying to the CES Show in Vegas. The plane was filled with people going to the show and as I boarded I noticed a quite large group who all seemed to be traveling together and mixed in the group were two recognizable female porn stars along with tit girl. She immediately recognized me and filled me in that she was now working for Vivid Video, a well know XXX video company, and they were all going to the show where she would be working the booth. After the plane took off, I had an empty seat next to me and she sat with me the entire flight. I got a few insights of what it was like to work in the porn industry but that was the last time I ever saw her.

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Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock

By Spurtz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Mom

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Zack and Miri Put on a Show

By Spurtz

Zack and Miri put on a sex show

My name is Zack and I’ve been married to Miri for almost eight years. No kids, which is our choice. I make good money as a corporate attorney and Suzie brings in a healthy second income repairing high end guitars. She has a complete shop in a separate building behind our home.

We’ve managed to keep our sex lives alive and well. It’s taken a bit of an upswing recently when we met Rod and Heidi who live in the same upscale private gated community that we do. We started socializing with them by going out to dinner and to shows and then taking turns entertaining each other at our homes. Things got a bit more exciting one night when we were at Rod and Heidi’s for dinner. After the meal, we all had a bit too much to drink and Rod started getting a bit frisky with Heidi on the oversized sofa, as Miri and I watched from across the dimly lit room. The two of them got carried away and I guess they totally forgot we were even in the room.

Before we fully realized what was going on, Heidi had Rod’s erect cock out of his pants and was working it over with both her lips and hands while he was sucking on one bare breast and exploring the crevice between her legs with his fingers. The next thing we knew Rod had pulled off her panties and was spreading her legs and guiding his cock home.

Miri and I had never actually watched anybody else having sex right in front of us and it was one helluva turn-on. Miri unzipped my pants and had my now instantly erect cock in her hand jerking me off. Without going into a lot of detail it wasn’t long before my cock was pistoning in and out of Miri’s wet pussy. Even though there was no sexual contact between us and Rod and Heidi, believe me when I tell you the room was supercharged with sex as orgasms were reached on both sides of the room.

As the four of us lay there in post-orgasmic bliss, we all laughed self-consciously and joked around about what had just happened. I had heard of “soft swinging” before where couples engaged in group sex, but limited any actual sexual contact to just their own partner. We all agreed it was a lot of fun and sexually arousing. Rod suggested that we make a regular night each week set aside for “soft swinging.” And we did.

Miri and I discussed the possibility that what we were doing could actually lead to partner swapping. Miri liked Rod but frankly did not see him as a sex partner. I didn’t admit it to Miri but the idea of fucking Heidi was a very exciting to me. But we decided not to do anything more than what we were already doing.

Rod wanted to take things further. He was disappointed when Miri and I said we would like to keep things as they were. Miri is a real hottie and I know Rod would love to fuck her. Then Rod had another suggestion. He told us that he and Heidi were members of a local swinging group that met once a week at a local mansion. The mansion was owned by an older lesbian woman and her partner. Members of the group would meet at the mansion and basically have sex with anyone who was willing. The group had about thirty couples as dues paying members and no singles were allowed. On a typical week anywhere from ten to fifteen couples would show up. Rod invited us to join him and Heidi at this week’s session. He pointed out that members were free to bring a guest couple. He went on to say that we didn’t have to do anything but watch or fuck each other if we wanted to. In that respect it was no different than the “soft swinging” we had been doing, but just with more people watching.

We told Rod we would think it over and let him know. That evening Miri and I discussed it at length and decided to give it a try. We didn’t have to do anything we didn’t want to do and it might be fun to watch a bunch of people having sex. The scheduled session was only two days away so we told Rod and Heidi that we were up for a new adventure.

Heidi explained the mansion’s rules. Men had to be completely nude except for sandals. Women could wear a short teddy but no bra or panties. See-through teddies were encouraged. Heidi explained that once activities heated up, all of the teddies, if even worn initially, were discarded and basically everybody was naked.

I know Miri had serious concerns about the whole thing. But considering her fantastic figure and beautiful face, she had nothing to worry about.

Upon arriving at the mansion, we were directed to a room that was equipped with lockers where we could store our clothes and personal items. Miri was a bit put off that it was a coed locker and that she had to undress in front of several strange men. I pointed out that she would be mingling nude with all these same men in a few minutes anyway.

After disrobing, the four of us proceeded into the main room, which was huge and filled with sofas, chairs, futons, and large pillows on the deeply carpeted floor. I was surprised to see that everybody in the room was relatively young. By that, I mean under 45 or so. And also physically fit. Rod had told me that the requirements to join the group were fairly strict.

I saw Miri’s eyes going around the room obviously entranced with all the naked men. Like many women, she had most likely never seen that many bare cocks in one setting. Although most were flaccid there were a few guys sporting semi hard cocks. But no visible sexual activity had commenced at that point.

Rod said he wanted to introduce us to some of the couples who he and Heidi knew intimately. The first couple was Steve and Julie. The first thing I noticed was that Steve was good looking and quite well endowed and was already showing signs of arousal. Miri’s eyes zeroed in on Steve’s prick with obvious interest. Upon being introduced Steve gave Miri a brief hug. As he did so, I noticed the head of his impressive cock brushed across Miri’s thigh. She looked down with obvious pleasure at the contact. A momentary shock of jealousy flashed through my mind as I realized my wife was attracted to another man’s prick.

As we stood together talking, it was obvious that my wife could not take her eyes off of Steve’s large prick. He was fully aware of it and as a result, he started to harden. I couldn’t believe this guy was getting a hard-on because of my wife’s attention. I was jealous but also turned on. I felt my own prick start to swell and harden.

Rod suggested we move on and meet some other couples. Steve again stepped forward to give my wife another hug. But now his large cock was sticking straight out and as he lightly embraced Miri, his cockhead touched her pussy. I saw her open her legs slightly and damned if Steve’s prick didn’t slide right on through between her legs. There was no penetration of course, and when he reluctantly withdrew, I saw that the shaft of his cock was wet with her juices. Pangs of jealousy raged through my mind but I felt my own cock stiffen with excitement and I involuntarily reached down and gripped it and gave it a few quick strokes.

Heidi laughed as we moved across the room. “Looks like Zack got a bit excited seeing Miri’s interest in Steve’s big prick,” she said. I know my face must have flushed red. I admitted my conflicted feelings about what just happened. I told Rod and Heidi that Miri and I were going to the bar for a drink and we would catch up to them in a few minutes.

As we walked away I questioned Miri about why she had so shamelessly focused on Steve’s cock. There was some anger in my voice. She reached down and stroked my hardening prick. “I’m sorry if I upset you,” she said. “But I couldn’t help myself. This whole room is full of exposed cocks and it’s a real turn-on. To have a strange prick as nice as Steve’s pressing right against me was more than I could handle. I’ve never had the hard cock of a complete stranger touch my pussy and it was really exciting. And I saw your reaction. You were really turned on when Steve’s big hard cock slid between my legs. Admit it.”

Now my own cock was fully hard. Although not quite as big as Steve’s, I was still bigger than most of the men in the room. Talking about it and visualizing Steve’s wet prick between my wife’s legs was turning me on more than I could ever imagine. As we leaned against the bar waiting for our drinks, I lifted one of Miri’s legs and directed my now fully engorged cock towards her dripping pussy. Her hands reached down. One grabbed my cock while the other spread her lips and my thick prick slid right into her juicy slit. I grabbed her ass and lifted her up. Both her legs wrapped around me as I drove my cock in deeper and deeper.

Everybody in the room looked at us in shocked silence. No other sexual activity had even started and here the two newbies were going at it like a couple of sex-crazed maniacs. We fell onto a pile of pillows on the floor and I pumped away with a level of total abandon that I had never come close to experiencing before. I didn’t care who was watching. In fact I would have been happy if the entire world could see us. I pounded Miri’s cunt with a violence that I didn’t even know I possessed. And Miri was equally caught up in what had to be the all-time best fuck of our lives as she jerked and bucked against me..

She whispered in my ear, “Pull out and give these people the best cum shot they’ve ever seen.” Miri knew I was quite a cummer and with the raw animal throes of sex we were into, she knew a great cum was on the way. She had already orgasmed a half a dozen times and just before I started to unload in her cunt, I pulled out, grabbed my throbbing cock and started pumping stream after stream of hot jism halfway across the room. I knew my semen had splattered on several onlookers but I didn’t care. The feeling in my whole being as the cum continued to spurt was like nothing I had ever felt before. This was the orgasm of all orgasms. I let out a scream as the jets of life-giving juice sprayed the room as well as all over Miri.

People begin to cheer and applaud as I knelt between Miri’s lewdly spread legs. Stray strings of jism drooled out of my still erect prick. I actually wondered if it would ever go soft again. I felt like some kind of sex god. I honestly thought that I could reach down and jerk my cock and keep the semen splashing forever.

It took a while for the two of us to recover. We finally struggled to our feet. We sat down at a table with Rod and Heidi and attempted reach some level of normalcy. “Damn,” Heidi said, “I wish somebody would fuck me like that.” She grinned as Rod gave her a look.

Steve and Julie came over to our table. That damn dick of his was sticking straight out and was level with Miri’s face, and only a few inches away. Without the slightest hesitation, she leaned forward and took the enlarged head of his cock into her mouth and started sucking. Her left hand gripped the shaft while her right hand lovingly cupped his balls. Her head bobbed back and forth as she sucked away. What would appear to be an outrageous action on her part actually seemed to be quite normal and accepted.

Still high from the best orgasm of my life, I thought the sight of his big prick sliding in and out of my wife’s mouth was the hottest, most erotic thing I had ever seen. I grabbed my still rock hard cock and started to jerk off. Julie quickly came around the table and pushed my hand away. “Let me do that,” she exclaimed. “After that show you just put on, every woman in this place is going to want to experience getting fucked by you.”

Rod chimed in, “And every guy is going to want to fuck that hot wife of yours.” As Rod said this, we all saw Steve’s entire body stiffen and it was obvious he was unloading his hot cum down Miri’s throat. She struggled to take it all but some cum spurted out of the corner of her mouth. But she kept sucking away until poor Steve was totally drained.

Even though I had just cum buckets a few minutes ago, Julie’s handjob expertise was bringing on another orgasm. By now our little table was surrounded by onlookers. All of the men had full-on erections and most of the women were furiously rubbing their clits. Miri had pulled her lips off Steve’s dripping penis and started looking at all the bright red throbbing pricks surrounding her. She reached out and grabbed the two that were closest to her. She slipped off her chair and bent over for a closer view of the two pulsing cocks. Rod stepped up behind her and slid his rock hard prick right into her juicy pussy. His cock thrusted in and out of her cunt. I could see his dick was covered in her pussy juices. The sight of her being fucked while simultaneously sucking one guy and jacking off another was sexual overload for me.

Julie sensed that I was heated up way beyond belief and she gripped my prick harder and pumped it for all she was worth. Despite having just experienced a huge orgasm, the cum started spewing from the end of my prick with amazing force. Julie aimed it right at Rod’s cock sliding in and out of my wife’s cunt and my semen shot all over his prick and balls as well as Miri’s ass with another monster cum load.

Rod continued to furiously fuck Miri with his cum coated prick while she sucked the one guy to orgasm and managed to jerk off the other guy which, based on the scream he let out, was maybe the best handjob of his life.

At that point, I was literally done for the night. All of that mind blowing sex had wiped me out. I had to lay down on one of the sofas just to catch my breath. Several women came over to me to try and get something going and I had to ask for rain checks. I promised all of them that they could sample my cock the following week. As each woman reluctantly left, they would bend over and give the head of my cock a very wet and loving kiss.

Miri, however, was just getting started. After sucking Steve off she wanted him to fuck her. Which he did. Then she fucked the other two guys, one of whom she had sucked off and the other who she had jerked off. Then for good measure, she fucked Rod again. The same Rod she told me previously she had no interest in having sex with.

But having four different hard cocks inside her was not enough. Before I finally talked her into going home, Miri managed to wrap her cunt lips around another four or five more hard cocks. When she finally had enough, I watched her walking towards me with cum dripping from her pussy and running down her legs.

Did I care? Not one iota. Miri was obviously having the time of her life. It was plain to see that there was nothing personal between her and any of these guys. To her they were just hard cocks to be used to give her pleasure. Why should I be jealous? The same was true with me and all the women that I knew I was going to get to fuck over the coming weeks and months.

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