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Everyone Jerks Me Off

Another story from a client. I had a harder than usual time getting him to talk about this, but once he got started, he seemed to really enjoy telling me.

When I was 55, about 4 years ago, I had a checkup, and the doctor said I had BPE, benign prostate enlargement. I knew something was up, because my pee stream was not as strong as it once was. Evidently, this is common among men my age, and not really anything to worry about, as long as you monitor it, and/or take proper care of it. The doctor wanted me to start taking some sort of medicine. Since I don’t take medicine for anything else, I didn’t want to start, especially after he told me the possible side effects. So, I went home prescriptionless, and told my wife about it.

She did some research on the Internet and found that there are some natural things one can do. Get proper nutritional support, like vitamin E and pumpkin seeds, get regular prostate massages, and have plenty of orgasms. Hmmm, that last part sounded great!

My wife offered to help, of course. Starting that very day, she came up with a routine in which I’d lay naked on the bed, face up, with my legs spread fairly wide. She’d put on one of those blue rubber gloves that everyone uses for household chores and what-not, and slowly poke a lubed finger into my ass. She’d curl the finger upward, and massage against my prostate. I had no idea that could feel so great. If you don’t know, it kind of feels like you want to pee, but much better. With her other hand, she’d grab my rapidly hardening penis and start stroking. In just a couple of minutes, I’d shoot. Giving me a minute to recover, she’d then slowly pull her finger out of my ass, and that was that. She said she very much enjoyed doing it. When I came, she said she could feel my inner ass area pulsing against her finger, and she liked watching my face when I was orgasming. Interestingly, she has lost interest in sex during the past several years, and this was the only sexual activity we participated in at all. So, I was glad for the attention in whatever form it may cum.

We did this twice a day for several weeks. As you can imagine, like any frequent activity, it started to lose its greatness. It took me longer to get hard, and longer to cum. She started getting a bit bored with the process. But we trucked on for another month or so, duly doing the treatment twice a day.

I found out that she told her sister about the treatment. I was totally embarrassed, and not a little miffed at my wife for disclosing something so private. And later, I found out that the sister had told her husband. Geez!

One day, my wife announced she was going out of town for two days for a bowling tournament. She asked me whether I’d be able to take care of myself. I told her that I was an expert at jerking off. She asked, “What about the prostate massage?” I told her it would be fine if I missed a couple of days of it.

“No way, that’s not properly taking care of your health,” she responded.

“So what, exactly, am I supposed to do?” I was getting a bit agitated.

“I’ve got an idea.” Lenore (her sister) had already been informed, and she was planning to bring me a home-cooked dinner both days, and something more. She was going to give me the treatment!

“No fucking way!” – I believe that was my response, if I remember correctly. But secretly, I was instantly excited at the prospect, yet feeling very shy about it at the same time. Could that really happen?

Well, it did happen. The first evening when Lenore came over, she seemed a bit giddy, moreso than usual, which is saying a lot for her. She is a rather excitable, and exciting person. Whereas my wife has a calm demeanor, Lenore is the most flamboyant, outgoing woman I’ve ever met. She is also tall and, well, I guess I can say it, she is fat. Oh, not super-heavy, but compared to my skinny, perfect wife, her sister is rather a tanker. Her personality is nicely matched by her skinny, husband, who is the opposite, a quiet introvert. How they get along so well, I don’t understand, but they do.

So we nervously, excitedly ate the chicken dinner Lenore had brought, then she told me to hit the shower. I did. While I was in there, I was trying to figure out how to handle, even how to instigate what was to come next. I needn’t have worried. As I was about to step out, Lenore walked right into the bathroom like she owned the place. More than that, she reached into the shower, grabbed my hand, and gently guided me out, where she toweled me off, and then pushing lightly on my naked upper back, she walked me into the bedroom. She had me lay down just as my wife does, and put some KY on her forefinger. No glove! She just stuck that finger right in my butt. She did it a bit too fast, and it felt invasive, but nice in a way.

I was concerned about having an erection in front of her. Like it might not be appropriate. Go figure. Here is my rambunctious sister-in-law with a finger in my ass, and I’m worried that I shouldn’t have an erection! And so I didn’t. I wanted to, but I literally couldn’t. She spent several minutes massaging my prostate, and while it felt great, better than usual somehow, I stayed soft. She pulled her finger out, and went to the bathroom, presumably to wash off her finger. I figured it was over. I’d just have to jerk myself off later.

But, to my extreme joy, she returned and started fooling around with my cock. She had to coax an erection out of me. It didn’t take long. When it was obvious that she wanted me to ejaculate as much as I wanted it, my physiology accommodated fairly soon. What a remarkable experience to have an erection while getting a handjob form your sister-in-law of 18 years. I had never thought of her sexually, yet this experience was very, very sexual. And I came right away with a crashing, super-strong orgasm. She cheered, and seemed about as delighted as I was.

The next day, she showed up with her husband Mike. Oh well, no repeat of last night, I figured. Wrong! After dinner with Lenore and Mike, she commanded me to shower again. This time, I was met by both of them just outside the shower door. She led me to the bedroom, and guided Mike through the whole process. He was reluctant, and very shy. Not unexpected from him.

Before he stuck his finger in my ass (also without a glove), he kind of touched my scrotum a little bit. I’m not quite sure what he was doing. Maybe pulling it out of the way so he could actually see my asshole? But it had a very strange effect.

Now, I’m not gay, but I got an amazing, super-hard erection right away. The very minute he touched my scrotum, it was an uncontrollable, sudden rise. I was embarrassed! A minute later, he ever so lightly touched the tip of my penis. My cock kind of pulsed upward an inch, involuntarily, which brought a smile to Mike – and Lenore, who was watching intently, like a scientist looking at an insect through a magnifying glass.

As the process continued, and he slowly and gently pushed his finger into my ass, while slightly stroking my cock with his other hand, Lenore’s reaction was unusual: She was dead quiet, and just watching us with an almost hypnotic expression. I don’t need to tell you that I ejaculated immediately with his finger in my ass, and his fist wrapped around my cock. I shot all the way up to my chin, leaving a trail of sperm from belly button on up.

The next day, my wife returned, and had Mike and Lenore over for dinner. We all talked boldly and openly about what happened, and all agreed it was good and proper.

Next month, my wife is going on a month-long trip to Italy. I’m not much interested in travel. She calls me a ‘stick-in-the-mud,’ so she’s taking Lenore with her. So far, it has been discussed that Mike is going to offer the treatments. The four of us have figured out that Mike can’t handle all those treatments by himself. Of course we all realize that the treatments are unnecessary and/or there are other ways to do the therapy, but of course none of us would ever admit that. So we have been discussing who else to train for administering the treatments. We have lots of friends and relatives who with just a bit of training would be perfectly qualified.

Mike has also stated that he feels his prostate may be enlarging a bit, so he’s going to need some treatment also.

To my great surprise, my wife wondered what the treatment felt like, and so I had to administer it to her a few days ago. She actually orgasmed when my finger was in her ass. I was delighted, because it is the first sexual thing she has enjoyed in quite some time.

So far, Lenore hasn’t expressed any interest in any kind of reciprocation, but I’m sure we’ll all accommodate her needs, whatever they may be, when she lets us know what she’d like.

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Anal Acuity Among Coworkers

Here’s another story told to me by a friend. I actually recorded his whole story on my iPhone and have transcribed it for you here. I edited it a bit here and there so it would make sense to you, since you haven’t met my friend, but as to the details, it is 100% accurate. My friend is 24 years old, white, average height, a touch pudgy, has no suntan at all, long musician’s dark brown hair, and a ruffly beard. Here you go:

I own a small musical instrument store and have two employees. When there are no customers in the store, the conversation can get quite, well, explicit. I think all three of us have been somewhat attracted to each other, or at least we are very good friends, and we do communicate well.

The other two are Amanda, age 24, and Jerome, 22. One day, as had happened a few times before, our discussion turned to masturbation. But this time…

I admitted that I like anal stimulation. Jerome, said he likes it too, and has a pretty good sense of touch there. Amanda asked what he means by that. He said that he figured if someone had an assortment of items, such as a wooden spoon, hairbrush, paintbrush, and other instruments with various handles, he could tell which is which by the feel of it in his anus.

I didn’t think that would be likely. Both Amanda and Jerome thought so, and the next thing you know, a challenge was on. Initially, Amanda and I decided we were going to test Jerome’s ‘ability’ but he wasn’t ready for us to see his ass. He was understandably embarrassed.

To my remarkable surprise, Amanda said, “Hey, we’re all friends here, let’s all do it.”

I was shocked, surprised, delighted, and a little scared all at the same time. First of all, I would just love to see Amanda naked, and Jerome too, for that matter.

Amanda is all Irish, with red hair, freckles, a fairly tall build, and large breasts.

Jerome is the classic black guy. Very dark skin, short curly hair, a wide nose, and a large body. He is probably like 6′ 2″ tall, and built strong, without an ounce of fat. For the longest time, I have wanted to see his dick.

I’m one of those white guys who believes that many black men have bigger cocks. I know intellectually that that’s just an urban legend, but still, I was expecting something large from Jerome. I was thinking if we actually went through with this, we’d just pull our pants down a bit, bend over, and wouldn’t really get to see that much. On the other hand, just seeing my friends’ assholes would be an extraordinary turn on.

After considerable balking, embarrassed laughter, and so on, we went over to my apartment, gathered our equipment, which included just about everything with a handle in my kitchen, and the headpieces of a few woodwind instruments, drumsticks, and other gadgets from the store. We figured out some rudimentary rules to our game, and we began.

I won’t bore you with the details of how we became entirely naked. I’ll just say that I turned up the heat so everyone felt uncomfortable in their clothes, and we played strip poker until we were all brilliantly naked in front of each other.

Both Jerome and I had huge erections right from before our clothes came off. I was the first to lose my underwear, and was sort of concerned for my two best friends and fellow workers to see my wood, but at the same time very, very excited. Precum was drooling out the tip of my tool, and that’s unusual for me.

Jerome’s cock was indeed huge, and I commented on that. But it wasn’t really. He pointed out that it was an illusion because black objects generally look larger than white ones. Plus he was uncircumcized, while I was cut.

We found a measuring tape, and it turns out, he was 1/4-inch (6mm) longer than me. So then of course Amanda had to know about girth. She wrapped the tape around my dick and then Jerome’s, and found I was 2 mm larger in diameter. It really didn’t look that way.

By the way, it was the most exquisite thing in the world when she casually grabbed my dick to wrap the tape around it. My dick jumped involuntarily at her touch, and if she had simply held it for another minute, I probably would have spurted cum right then and there. From the looks of things, that was the case with Jerome as well.

So, back to the competition. The idea is that one person would be on hands and knees with his or her head buried in a pillow on my bed, while the other two took turns gently putting things in the person’s anus. We used some coconut oil I had in the kitchen as lubricant, and we’d slowly push the item in a couple of inches and then stroke it in and out a few times, plus twist it from side to side. Then the person had to guess which item it was.

It turns out we were all about equal in our ability to identify objects. For instance, the flute headjoint was easy, because it was cold, and had a protrusion on one side. The wooden spoon’s rough handle was easy to identify. The back of the whisk was very similar to the hair brush, and so everyone mixed those two up – and so on.

We played this game longer than we needed, because there was some ice to be broken, and we didn’t really quite know how to take it to the next step.

It was Amanda to the rescue. She just came right out and asked Jerome whether he’d like a handjob.

“Hell yes!” was his answer.

He laid on his back on the bed, and she went to work.

For a few minutes, I felt something unexpected. I felt left out. Kind of slighted in a way. But as Jerome was getting close to cumming, she stopped, and told me it was my turn. She gave me a gentle handjob that slowly became less and less gentle. She also fondled my balls lightly with her other hand, which I instantly discovered was one of the seven wonders of the tactile world. I started to buck and moan, and she stopped. Dang! I was so close. That must have been the way it was for Jerome, too, just a few minutes ago.

So then Jerome and I went to work on Amanda. I sucked and fondled the nipples on her wonderful freckled breasts, while he massaged her lower body, finally settling on very gentle stimulation of her inner labia and clit.

With her large breasts, you’d expect large nipples, but no, she had little tiny pink things. Of course that didn’t bother me a bit. In fact, it was all the more of a turn-on. Well, we spent the rest of the afternoon trading off.

Amanda came several times, leaving wet spots on the sheet.

Jerome and I decided we’d try to hold out as long as we could, but eventually, both of us went over the edge in Amanda’s hands or each other’s hands and ejaculated quite nicely. That pretty much ended the afternoon. Jerome came first when Amanda was absent-mindedly stroking him, and forgot to notice his physiology as he was getting closer and closer to the brink. So over the top he went.

Fortunately, Jerome is one of those guys who doesn’t melt into a puddle after orgasm. He reached over, and massaged my balls quite nicely before finishing me off with an amazing handjob. We both turned to Amanda, but she was already satisfied.

We’ve discussed it, and all three have decided that it was a great afternoon. We wondered if there was anything wrong with what we did, and unanimously concluded, that no, everything was perfect and correct.

Since that afternoon about a month ago, we’ve been better friends than ever as we work in our little music store. I’ve been less like a boss, and more like a co-worker, which they have commented positively on. But I’ve always been a good boss, at least in my opinion.

We’re planning to get together again next Friday. We’re going to play extended strip poker. The way it will work is that after someone has lost all their clothing, when that person loses again, he or she will have to do something – anything of that person’s choice, of a masturbatory nature for sixty seconds. I’m already busy thinking up things I can do in my sixty-second intervals. I hope I lose a lot!

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About the Picture on the Internet

You know about my crazy mother. She’s the cause of the picture on the internet. I was telling you about the one gay relationship I had. His name is Gary. Mom invited Gary and I to the nude beach, and he was all up for it, as was I, even though we just thought it would be a fun time on the beach in which we’d happen to be clothes free, nothing more. I should have known that with my mother, it’s never as simple as that.

So we get there, and it’s a warm but breezy day. We get our clothes off. Gary can’t stop complimenting my mom on how she looks. I have to admit, she is a hot chick. She started her usual talking all sexy bit. She wanted to know how big Gary was when erect. She finally talked him into showing her, right there on the beach in front of everyone. You have to know, it isn’t that kind of nude beach!

He started to wank himself to become erect. My mother, in the meantime, is lightly running a finger over one of her nipples, and moving her other hand around on her shaved pussy. Gary being erect, and my mom doing that was too much for me, and I became erect also.

There were like twenty people watching us at this point, some discretely from a distance, but about six came right up close, watching, smiling. One guy held up a phone and asked if he could take our picture. I was about to say “No way!” but Mom shushed me with a look, and said “Of course.” I felt like I was in a trap.

Mom instructed us to stand up, one guy on each side of her. She put one hand around each hard penis, and said “Smile.”

We smiled, and in that moment, history was made. Mom asked the guy to email her the photo.

The next thing I know, it’s on X.com. Mom posted it on her account. Me! Standing there next to Mom and Gary, with an erection, and my mother holding my dick. Now, I like porn as much the next guy, and browsing the web, I’ve stumbled across that picture a half-dozen times. Evidently it’s gone slightly viral. Every time it practically gives me a heart attack. I mean, I feel a shot of adrenaline every time I come across myself with a boner on my computer, just knowing that thousands of people have seen me like that.

I don’t know what to think. It scares me that anyone can see me all nude and erect. It also makes me proud. I’m not a half-bad looking guy, and that picture is rather bold. I mean, I’m there with my erection, and all is well with the world in that photo. I’m kind of OK with that.

But some day, one of my coworkers, someone from church, or someone I know is going to say, “Hey, I saw you on the Internet.” How am I going to feel, how am I going to react when that happens?

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A Night at the Masturbate-A-Thon

This is a true story. Not a client, but my own experience.

I was emailing a ProWank penpal about a video he had posted on the Internet. It was him masturbating that was pretty obviously shot by someone else, since it had panning and zooming, which would have been hard to do by one’s self while jerking off.

My email response turned into a fairly long-winded discussion of an evening I spent at the Masturbate-A-Thon in San Francisco, and so I thought I might as well go and paste it into a new story here. So here goes:

For those of you who don’t know, the Masturbate-A-Thon is an annual event held to promote healthy sexuality and promote socially-conscious charities. Like a walk-a-thon, bike-a-thon or any similar activity, one gets pledges from friends, family, co-workers, etc, but in this case, not on how many miles you manage to run, walk, or bike, but instead, for how long you can jerk off.

At first I was reluctant to bring up my plan to participate, along with my request for pledges, among my friends and coworkers, but finally, I did. All were supportive, and I did get a half-dozen pledges. I also tried to talk them into attending, but they all chickened out.

I didn’t bring it up with my parents or sister. While I would have loved to, I was just too timid to do so. I did bring it up with my wife, who at first planned to attend with me. Then, a couple of days before the event, she backed out.

When I announced I was going anyway, she got mad at me! Well, you can’t have it both ways, I figured, plus, I was really, really excited about attending!

Anyway, here’s the email I sent the guy: How fun it would be to jerk off while someone films you! I’ve actually experienced that once, but not the way one would expect. I attended the Masturbate-A-Thon in San Francisco. You may have read about my experience here on ProWank. If you haven’t, the short version is that Nina Hartley, arguably the biggest porn star from the 1990s was there, still looking good as ever, and sort of headlining, along with a few others.

When signing in, we were all given the option of signing release forms and given wrist bands to indicate we were OK to be videoed for a professional-quality Internet feed and subsequent video. I went ahead and signed, even though I knew I’d never actually do anything in which I’d be filmed. Boy, was I wrong!

The event started off with everyone taking off their clothes and putting them in charge of some volunteers in a coat-check-like room. The place was warm, so it was easy to be naked.

It was a bit harder to be calm about it, being naked among around 120 other naked people of both sexes. In time it normalized and was great fun!

We were instructed that we would have to wank for 55 minutes out of every hour. We could take 5 minutes to pee, eat refreshments, etc. It didn’t matter if we were hard the whole time or not, as long as we were wanking. It didn’t matter whether we had orgasms or not, as long as we wanted to keep wanking.

There was stage entertainment, videos, groups of men and women conversing, refreshments, live music, and some people showing off in various ways, such as walking around waving a huge erection, or showing how many orgasms they could have in a row. These latter people were all women. At the time, I, and most men, had no idea that guys could have multiple orgasms.

Most of the people were accomplished edgers. It was one of the early years of the Masturbate-A-Thon, and some things were still allowed that were ruled out later. Most importantly, it was sort of OK to reach out and wank another willing person, and so there was quite a bit of that going on.

Later in the evening, Nina was on the little stage, and asked whether anyone wanted anything special, and she’d volunteer to do it on stage. My hand shot up in in an instant, like an overly exuberant schoolboy. And she picked me!

So there I was in front of television cameras, being filmed live for an unknown number of viewers. The Masturbate-a-thon was a publicized event, and even though only around 120 people were brave enough to attend, I’m guessing thousands around the world were watching.

On top of that, the Masturbate-A-Thon had also set up a spectators gallery, in which clothed people could watch as an audience, paying $40 each for tickets. There were about 30 or 40 spectators.

I said I enjoyed testicle massage, a phase I was going through at the time. She had me sit in a folding chair, with my legs spread wide, knelt on the floor in front of me, and went to work, while a couple of cameramen zoomed in for a closer view. She was an expert, knowing exactly how hard to squish my balls between her thumbs and fingers for that exhilarating feeling, without crossing over into pain.

It was unfortunately over after only a few minutes as the next volunteer came on the stage. He got a ‘blow job’ from her as she bent the rules of the event a bit.

I didn’t cum while in her hands, wanting to save myself to participate in the Masturbate-a-thon as long as I could. In fact, I lasted 8 hours and 22 minutes, and was the second longest one.

A Japanese fellow using a fleshlight-like tool, and sponsored by the company that makes them, went another 20 minutes for the record.

I’m guessing if I had been able to keep going, he would have gone even longer – whatever it took to be the winner, whereas I was just enjoying a wonderful evening of entertainment and edging, initially with over a hundred people and then only a dozen or so people milling around at the end. It was so much fun, I also attended the year after, and the year after that. I would have attended every year since, but moved out of the area.

See also: More Accounts of the Masturbate-A-Thon.

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At the Y in 2046

I believe the year was 2045 or 2046. I was starting to get bit flabby, or maybe just concerned that I was becoming flabby, so I joined the YMCA. On the one hand, I knew what to expect, but the actuality of it was so much better than I had imagined.

The price was reasonable, only $795/month. I mean, anyone could afford that, and so the membership was diverse. We had everything from children to house husbands to policemen to professors. Men and women, of course.

Whereas the M in YMCA stand’s for “Men’s,” segregation of sexes has been long in the past. I mean, sometimes youngsters have trouble believing that public places such as restaurants had separate bathrooms for men and women. And that there were metal or plastic walls around each and every toilet. Weird, eh?

So, I joined in some activities. Weightlifting, pickleball, swimming, volleyball, and of course the latest hot new sport, smashbucket. I was only mildly surprised that pickleball and volleyball were generally clothes-free. Of course no one wore anything in the swimming sessions.

My first time with volleyball, I got a pretty good erection when looking at a thin, tall young lady. She had been lasered of course, as pretty much everyone was these days, except those who wanted to be different. I often found the few hairy people quite sexy for their exoticness.

She and I exchanged pleasantries between points. You might even say it was a bit of flirting, but nothing came of it. No surprise there. Neither of us felt any particular need. We weren’t horny. We were just having fun being silly. In fact, I was similarly silly with a couple of the guys there, including one guy who had to be ninety if he was a day. Still, sleek and fit, of course.

He started to bone up during part of the game also, and I think it was because of me. If so, I was honored, and it kept my erection bobbing around in front of me as I tried my hand at spiking and blocking. I was so poor at it that people laughed at me lovingly. We all had fun with the volleyball, including me.

Afterward, it was time to hit the showers. My erection had subsided by then. I entered the locker room and noticed a couple of guys jerking off while sitting on the benches or leaning against walls. There were some lounge chairs around, and one woman, perhaps around 40 years old, dark haired and a bit overweight was tickling a nipple with one hand, and rubbing her clit with the other, while arching her back in obvious ecstasy, and pretty much oblivious to everyone around, even the thin older woman and man who were standing over her, and masturbating themselves.

I sat on a bench opposite the two guys jerking off, and started to play with my scrotum a bit, which caused me to harden again. They took notice, and complimented me on my good looks. That’s a laugh, because I don’t look that great at all. I’m just an average guy, maybe less.

One of the guys soon squirted cum into a towel with a grunt, and then went on into the showers. The other guy and I were just kind of idly jerking off when the tall young lady from volleyball with whom I had been flirting came in. To my delight, she bent over to get something out of a gym bag, showing me a great view of her asshole. Obviously, that was on purpose, a show for me.

Knowing an invitation when I see one, I reached out, and ever so lightly touched the exact middle of her anus. She said “Ummm!” At that point, she spread her towel on the floor, got down on here elbows and knees, and I spit on finger and started gently working my finger into her pretty, puckered anus. With my other hand, I started rubbing along her slit, which soon became damp, and I started pressing two fingers in. She encouraged me to continue as I crouched over her, and so I gave her a good hearty orgasm.

While that was happening, the 90-year-old gent came in and started playing with my asshole in the same way I was playing with hers. I encouraged him, and soon, he reached under me with his other hand and started gently rubbing my prick up and down. If I hadn’t already been hard, I would have surely erected then and there. I felt the old guy’s rock-hard penis occasionally brushing against my ass and right hip.

In due course, the young lady started bucking and had a second, wonderful orgasm, which along with the attention from the old fellow caused me to have an orgasm. After a minute of calming down, we both turned our attention to him. He laid down, face up on her towel, while we both knelt beside him, I gave him a blowjob while she gently massaged his balls. While this was going on, a 40-year-old woman had come over and was massaging the old guy’s temples and forehead, while my young friend reached her other hand to the woman’s vagina and was playing with it.

It took the guy a while to cum, but we were in no hurry, enjoying his enjoyment. Needless to say, no one even contemplated any sort of penetrative sex. That had been out of style for a good ten years. Oh, sometimes people do it, but with the changes in society’s attitude to public nudity and masturbation, no one, and I mean NO ONE feels the NEED to be sexual in that sense.

I’m so glad to be alive in this era. Everyone treats everyone equally. We no longer seek out skinny young people as was done back in the early 21st century. We’re equal, and we see each other that way. We’re no longer sexually repressed. Anyone can go nude anywhere, and when it’s warm, they generally do. Anyone can wank anywhere, and seeing that is common. You’ll see guys and girls of all ages jerking off at bus stops, picnic tables, even restaurants. Sometimes you see people doing each other, but more often it is just people enjoying themselves while participating or watching their surroundings.

When children read in their history books the way it was even just a few short years ago, they can’t believe we were actually that, well, puritanical. That was my first time at the Y. I go at least three times a week, and it is generally even better than that first session was. I have gotten to know some of the people by name. Some of us have gone to pubs together after our workouts, and we’re all becoming great friends.

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Clean-Up Girls

A Spectacular Fantasy by Spurtz

I recently opened up a new start-up business. The name of the facility is The Masturbatorium, which might give you a clue as to what takes place there.

I leased an old abandoned warehouse in the industrial section of my town. No private homes or schools anywhere near the place. My city has an ordinance prohibiting locating any sex based business close to homes or schools. This ordinance was mainly used for XXX video stores and massage parlors.

Now you might think being located in such an out-of-the-way place would hurt my business. But word-of-mouth made sure that plenty of people knew exactly where the place was.

It was a two story building. I only remodeled the ground floor which was more space than I thought I needed. The second floor was for expansion if the need arose in the future.

I arranged the ground floor layout as follows. There was a large main room. Built around the perimeter of the room were 24 stalls in a circular layout and each one contained a luxurious chaise lounge. Each stall had dividing walls but only on three sides with the foot area open. Anybody in the room could look into any of the stalls but the walls gave each stall a minor amount of privacy, but not much. The men who used the stalls liked to be seen. In the center of the room was a slightly raised open area with four chaise lounges in full view.

In addition, the ground floor had twelve private rooms with doors. Each room was quite small and also contained one of the luxurious chaise lounges.

Men paid a fee to come into the facility and masturbate. They could do it in the total privacy of the rooms, or in semi-privacy of the stalls, or no privacy at all on the raised platform in the center of the main room.

What usually happened was first-timers would opt for a private room. But the thrill of being seen jacking off would quickly move them to one of the stalls. From there, the more adventurous and exhibitionists on hand would finally make it to one of the four lounges in plain sight of everybody.
Prices varied depending upon the location chosen by a patron but in general we had two price levels, one for 15 minutes and one for 30 minutes.

We had strict rules about everything being a solo act. So there were no instances of two men teaming up to mutually masturbate one another or suck each other off.

But the idea I came up with that really made the place a huge success was I employed cleanup girls. Their job was after a patron climaxed and covered himself in cum, a cleanup girl would come to his aid and using warm wet washcloths and dry heated towels, do a very thorough job of cleaning him off.
I could legally charge a fee for men to come inside and jack themselves off. But it would be against the law to have any of my girls do it. But it was totally legal to charge a fee to have my girls wipe these guys down. We had two different levels of clean-up. A quick two-minute session for $20 or a five minute session for $50. I had to keep the sessions short because the place was so popular I needed to keep bodies moving to make room for waiting patrons.

What made this service so popular was I attempted to recruit as many cleanup girls as possible right out of high school. They had to be 18 to be legal and I only went after girls who were above average in looks. I didn’t have any trouble recruiting girls because, depending upon how many hours they wanted to work, it was possible to make anywhere from $1,000 to $2,000 a week. The other thing that made it easy to get girls is they were not required to be nude. They did wear some very hot looking little uniforms, similar to what Hooters waitresses wear.

I know that some of the girls that I hired had never seen an actual cock before, much less one covered in cum. Plus after a customer had cum, his cock would not always go immediately flaccid. The girls were trained to immediately attend to any customer who had ejaculated. So in many cases the girls were attending to a semi-hard cock. And usually by the time they finished clean-up, the patron would be fully hard. And that usually resulted in them paying for another round of jacking themselves off a second time. And a second clean-up. Usually the two minute one the second time.

My girl-friend Josie would put each new girl through a training period so they knew exactly what to do when they came face-to-face with a recently jacked-off cock covered in semen. We had a special private room off of my main office. Each time we hired a new girl, Josie and I would take her to the private room. I would disrobe and then my GF expertly jacked me off. Knowing in advance when one of these training sessions was going to take place, allowed me edge for a day or two prior. This resulted in me producing a massive cumshot. This prepared the clean-up girl with an excellent subject to perform her duties on.

Julie showed her how to roll back the foreskin (on those men who had one) and make sure all the semen was wiped clean. Josie also showed the girls the best way to clean down under my balls and even into my ass crack. She explained that guys who had watery ejaculations could have some of it leak down into some very personal areas.

Each girl had a rolling cart that contained all the necessary wet washcloths and dry heated towels. As soon as a girl finished up a man and sent him on his way, her cart also supplied fresh covering for the chaise lounge since typically plenty of cum ended up on the cover.

For the 5-minute cleanup sessions the girls were given extra instructions since that was a lot of time for a simple cleanup. First, they were told to take their time and to drag the cleanup out as long as possible. They were also instructed to keep one hand wrapped around the guy’s cock during the entire cleanup session. This was actually a legit part of the process because once his cock was wiped clean you wouldn’t want to let it go and drop into a puddle of jism on the guy’s body.

Once everything was mopped up and wiped clean with dry towels, out came the wet washcloths that were kept in a container of hot water on the cart. The customer’s cock and balls and entire pubic area were then washed down. The men loved this part and usually a full erection was the result. Again, one hand firmly held the man’s cock while the other hand did the final wash. Then a heated towel came from a compartment on the cart and everything was vigorously toweled dry.

The girls were trained to make sure that the patron’s cock was given special attention throughout the entire procedure. Josie instructed the girls on how to provide a bit of actual cock jacking while this was going on. But this had to be subtle because legally the girls could not jack a customer’s cock. The girls were instructed to move their fist up and down the guy’s dick for only one or two strokes and then stop. Then maybe 15 or 20 seconds later, do it again. Just enough to excite the customer but not enough for it to look like a conscious act on the part of the cleanup girl. We never knew if the local police sent in undercover agents to see exactly what we were doing. So we had to be careful.

The cleanup service was what made my place so successful. A guy can jack off at home without paying a fee. But he can’t get an 18 or 19-year old girl to lovingly clean up all his cum after he’s ejaculated. And our girls were very heavily trained on providing the most personal service possible. They were encouraged to complement each customer on how much they loved handling his prick and that it was one of most attractive cocks they had seen. The guys probably knew it was bullshit but loved hearing it.

Part II

I have interviewed several of the cleanup girls to get their thoughts on working at The Masturbatorium. I thought my readers might be interested in the feedback I’ve gotten. I’ve changed the girls names.

Serena – When I was first told about the cleanup girl job from a girlfriend, I thought it was the most disgusting thing I had ever heard. Me spend an entire day cleaning up cum? No thanks. But then she told me the kind of money she was making and I had to give it a second thought. I applied and was hired. At first cleaning up all the cum was as disgusting as I thought it would be. But handling all the guy’s cocks was fun and that part I really enjoyed. If they got hard again while I was doing my cleanup duties, that made me feel really good.

Jill – The thing that most surprised me was how different all the guy’s dicks were. Until I took the cleanup girl job , I had seen a lot of cocks on the internet and they all kind of looked the same to me. At that point I had had a couple of experiences with boyfriends in high school but to be honest, I never really got a close look at their dicks. Just that they were a lot smaller than the ones on the net. But once I got a good idea of a typical cock here at my job I realized that the guys in the XXX videos online all had oversized dicks. On average I handled maybe 20 to 25 different cocks every day so I had a very good idea of what the size of an average prick was.

Amanda – Cleaning up cum all day long didn’t bother me at all since the payoff was getting to play with so many different cocks all day long. Some of the younger guys really turned me on and I would have loved to jack them off to another ejaculation or even better, suck a load of jism out of one of those luscious cocks. But that couldn’t happen. At least not on the job.

Gia – I’m one of the more popular cleanup girls. I have a lot of customers who ask for me to be their cleanup girl. I think the reason is even though I am 18, I actually look more like 14 or 15. It’s no secret that a lot of these horny old bastards really love to have a young girl play with their dicks.

I’ve seen the other girls work and I know that somehow I have a special talent when I am wiping some guy’s cock clean of semen. It’s not so much what I’m actually doing, although that’s really important too, but somehow I give off the vibe that I am really personally into the guy’s junk. The guy thinks I really love what I’m doing (maybe because I actually do) and because of that, halfway through the cleanup process the guy’s dick is like a bar of steel. I generate more hard-ons during cleanup than any other two girls combined. Any time we can get a guy to come back for a second round of jacking himself off, we get a bonus. I made over $3,000 last week just wiping cum off of guy’s cocks and getting men to come back for seconds. And sometime thirds. I have one regular dude who comes every week and goes three times. He won’t let any girl in the place but me touch his cock.

Ariana – Not to brag, but I’m probably the sexiest looking cleanup girl at The Masturbatorium. I’ve got a killer body and a very exotic looking face. Nearly every regular who comes in asks for me but there is only so much of me to go around. There are guys dying to fuck me and they always sign up for a private room. They jack off and then when I come into the room for the cleanup, they offer me money to jack them off again, or give them a blowjob or even to let them fuck me. I’m talking big money. One guy offered me a thousand bucks to let him fuck me. The usual offer is anywhere from $100 to $300. But what I know, and they don’t, is every private room has a tiny concealed CCTV camera.

These guys can’t believe it when I turn them down. But I explain that for all I know they are a cop and if that was the case, not only would I lose my job, but the entire operation would be shut down. But since it’s hard to pass up that kind of money, I have some cards printed up with my phone number and an invite for a private session. I know that makes me a whore but between my regular job and the private sessions, I made over $200,000 last year. And I only give that card to guys who I wouldn’t mind fucking anyway.

Francine – I know a lot of the girls are turned off wiping up semen all day but personally I love it. I just wish I could sit right next to the customer while he’s jerking off and watch the juice squirt out of his dick. Since most of the guys can be seen while jerking off, by the day’s end, I have gotten to see a lot of different cocks spurting cum. But not up close. Sometimes, but not very often, a customer will cum a second time while I’m wiping down his dick. I really love that, but house rules are that as soon as a guy starts ejaculating, I have to let go of his cock. Most guys grab their dick and finish pumping out a load themselves. Management kind of looks the other way when this happens because everybody knows that this is always a possibility and nobody is to blame. When a hard cock is stimulated enough, cum is going to shoot. I do have one regular customer who does this every time he’s there. When I am wiping him down with a warm wet washcloth I always make an extra effort to rub the washcloth up and down a few times right on his frenulum. The rough texture of the washcloth always produces a second ejaculation. Management has told me to stop doing that because they want him to pay for a second session.

Josie – All the other girls call me The Size Queen because they know I really get off on cleaning up large cocks. But knowing that only ten percent of men have a cock that is 8” long or more, getting a crack at a cock that big is rare. However, I really appreciate any cock that is 7” or more. In a given week we might get fewer than ten guys with dicks that big. For me to get assigned to any of those big-dicked dudes was the luck of the draw. But most of the other girls don’t much care one way or the other, so when possible they will trade off to let me handle the guys with big cocks. There is one customer who shows up about once a week. He has a massive penis. It’s got to be in the 9” to 10” range. Even flaccid it’s huge. Because he is so unusual, every girl in the place wants to get a crack at him at least once. So far, I’ve only been with him twice. He’s easy to talk to and doesn’t mind talking about his huge cock. I made some crack about with him having a cock like that, what was he doing in here jerking off? He went on to tell me how much trouble it was finding girls willing to fuck him. As I wiped down that huge prick I was thinking how much I would like to try to get that thing inside me. Like Ariana, as well as several other girls, I had cards with my private phone number. As I wiped the bulging head of his prick with one of the warm, wet washcloths, I handed him the card and told him I would love to see if I could get that thing inside me.

Part III

More interviews with some of the young girls who work at The Masturbatorium. To refresh your memory, The Masturbatorium is a facility where men pay a fee to go inside and basically jerk-off in a semi-public atmosphere. The place has a team of young girls, most only 18 or 19, who attend to each customer once he has ejaculated. Their job is to clean up all the stray semen that has spurted from the patron’s cock, with loving attention paid to wiping up any cum from the now semi-flaccid penis.

While the girls are not specifically directed to bring on a fresh hard-on, this tends to happen when a warm wet washcloth is used to wipe each man’s dick clean. The girls are trained to grip the man’s cock with one hand while wiping it clean with the other. Once a new erection occurs, most men opt to pay an additional fee for a second jerk off session. Here is the result of some independent interviews with a few of the cleanup girls.

Sally – I took the job because I really needed the money. I had heard from Josie how much I could make. My dad is dead and I am living with my mother who has a terminal illness. When I told her what I would be doing, she was shocked to the core and begged me not to do it. But when I told her that most cleanup girls made between $2,000 and $3,000 a week and we needed that kind of money just to live on and pay her medical bills, she relented.

I told her I would be working at The Masturbatorium, which everybody in town knew existed, but I didn’t go into detail about what I would be doing. She wanted to know exactly what the job entailed. I told her that men came to the place and paid a fee for either a private room, a semi-private stall, or an open area. Once there, the men would masturbate themselves until they ejaculated. I assured her that I did not have to jack anybody off. Once a man had cum, one of the cleanup girls, like me, would carefully mop up all the semen from the guy’s body and also carefully wipe all the cum off his prick.

She wanted to know if what I was doing was legal and I assured it was. The fee the men paid for a cleanup was 100% legal. The only illegal act was if any of us girls actually jacked off one of the men or had any actual sexual contact. My mom couldn’t believe that it was legal for me to handle a guy;s cock and wipe semen off of his dick and body. I assured her it was or the place would have been immediately shut down by the authorities.

Karen – I was one of the first girls hired and for the first couple of months, business was pretty slow. We would only get five or six men a day. So I spent a lot of time sitting around reading a book or watching tv in the break room. I also thought the whole thing was pretty funny. I was getting paid to handle guy’s cocks which actually was kind of fun.

Then as word of mouth spread through town, more and more men were showing up. In fact it got so popular the owners had to redecorate part of the unused second floor into a waiting room. There were times when the place was packed with guys jerking off while ten or twelve men were in the waiting room. To put this in perspective, the place had twenty-four semi-private stalls, twelve private rooms and four chaise lounges in plain view. So when the place was full, that was forty men stroking their dicks and letting the cum fly. That’s a lot of cum and it was my job, along with all the other girls, to make sure it got all cleaned up. You might think spending an 8-hour shift wiping up semen was a disgusting thing to do, and while it was, I was surprised at how much I looked forward to handling so many different cocks in a day.

Because the time that a man spent varied depending upon how much time he had paid for, the number of dicks I got to handle in a shift was different every day. And because management eventually hired more than one girl per patron, that meant more than forty girls worked a shift. This was critical because to maintain fast turnover, as soon as a guy shot his load, there had to be a girl immediately available for cleanup so he could be moved out and replaced with one of the guys in the waiting room.
Nancy – I am the manager of the cleanup girls. With so many girls working, somebody has to ride herd over them and that was my job. Since the manager’s duties really were not a full time job, I still got to fill in as a cleanup girl, which I looked forward to. But management had a problem. As the place grew more and more popular, more guys wanted one of the only four chaise lounges centered in the middle of the main room. Most men started off with a private room. But then since many men enjoy showing off their cocks, they moved from a room to a stall. But I guess that still wasn’t enough to satisfy their exhibitionist tendencies and then they wanted to be in the center of the room. But with only four positions, this was a problem.

Management did not want to shut down the place to remodel, but there was still a large unused area on the second floor. So in a stroke of brilliance, they configured a room that featured three rows of chaise lounges with ten per row. This provided a total of thirty locations. But what was really brilliant was across from these thirty spots, they constructed a miniature grandstand that seated about sixty people. Between the jerk-off spots and the grandstand was a small stage area. For an entrance fee, anybody could come in, sit in the stands for up to a half hour, and watch thirty guys jacking off. And almost every jack-off spot was filled the entire day and evening. Each day a two hour period was set aside with a higher entrance fee, and management would stage a cum-shooting distance contest. Each man who wanted to compete would stand on the stage and jack off. The distance of his cumshot was measured and the guy who shot for the most distance won $100.

Sometimes this contest was different in that two guys at a time would stand next to each other, both jerking off together and shooting their loads as the viewing audience would clap and cheer. This new area was a huge success and was heavily attended by women. One other attraction that was popular was a dick measuring contest. A woman volunteer from the stands would be chosen to do the actual measuring with the winner getting $100. Usually only five or six guys participated because that was the usual number with large cocks. Winners were prohibited from competing again because a guy with a really big dick could win every week. The number of women volunteers grew each week because they obviously got a kick out of handling the five or six big cocks. Some of the women would attempt to masturbate a guy’s cock while measuring it but that was not allowed for obvious reasons. But phone numbers were exchanged between some of the contestants and the women volunteers.

Then once a year, a masturbate-a-thon was held. This was open to both men and women. The room was big enough that in addition to the original thirty chaise lounges, another twenty could be squeezed in providing a total of fifty participants. Each week, every chair was filled. And the viewing stand was also enlarged to hold about hundred people watching the action. As each male participant eventually ejaculated, a cleanup girl was immediately available. This continued until only one man was left and he got $1,000. Women could only participate but could not compete for the grand prize because, unlike a male ejaculation, there was no way to tell if woman had cum or not. But some women just like to massage their clits while a hundred voyeurs watched.

Francine – I hated the job as a cleanup girl. All that cum to deal with day after day. And a lot of the guys were fat, older men who I found disgusting. And they all tried to make conversation with me which was usually filthy and insulting. The worst was guys who wanted to talk about how much I loved cleaning up their dicks. They would then try to tell me how they liked me to wipe their dicks clean. Because I got paid to make these jerks happy, I always went along with their crap.

Then every so often, a nice young guy would come along and I would actually enjoy cleaning up his cum and wiping his dick clean. Originally I paid very little attention to the guy I was servicing. But as I was exposed to more and more of the good looking young nice guys, I found myself getting a bit more into what I was doing with the less desirable clients. And I found that I actually was learning to like it. As crazy as this sounds, I found that the guys who ejaculated large cum loads somehow started to turn me on. And I found that the more cum there was, the more I liked it. Where wiping up all that dick juice had been disgusting, I now even liked the way it smelled.

I even took a more tolerant attitude towards the old fat guys and would go along with conversation that I previously found vile and disgusting. Now as I would roll their foreskin back and wipe up any cum residue found there, I would tell them what a great dick they had and that I really loved wiping it clean. This turned out to be very smart of me because the more praise I heaped on a guy’s cock the bigger my tip was.

And my words of praise usually help bring on a second erection and a desire to pay for another stall so he could jerk off a second time. Each time a guy I was cleaning up did that, I received a bonus added to my paycheck. I was very successful and before I knew it, I had a great many customers asking for me by name.

It became a challenge for me to see how many bonuses I could pile up each day. Of course all it took was for me heap praise on the guy about what a great dick he had and how powerful his cumshot was and many other lies. And as I felt the guy’s cock start to harden, I knew I had more money headed to the bank.

Part IV

To refresh your memory, The Masturbatorium is a facility where men pay a fee to go inside and basically jerk-off in a semi-public atmosphere. The place has a team of young girls, most only 18 or 19, who attend to each customer once he has ejaculated. Their job is to clean up all the stray semen that has spurted from the patron’s cock, with loving attention paid to wiping up any cum from the now semi-flaccid penis.

Although the place was a huge success with guys lined up waiting in the lounge for their turn to pay to jack off, management was getting a lot of requests from regular patrons to allow the cleanup girls to actual jack them off. This obviously was not possible since it would be illegal.

However, the owners did come up with a great idea. They rented another empty industrial building in the same general area as The Masturbatorium but far enough away that there was no obvious connection. The new facility had no signage and entrance was made only by members. A key card on the outside gained you entrance to a lobby where you had to pass a visual inspection to make sure you were the person actually holding a membership. Members could not bring any friends with them. And membership was by invitation only and invitations were only extended to regular attendees of The Masturbatorium who were known to have no connection to law enforcement.

Referred to informally as “the jerk club,” the place did not actually have a name. Membership cards only identified it as “The Club.”

Members had to call ahead and make a reservation and they could request a specific girl to service their needs. Many of the girls had graduated from their positions as cleanup girls at The Masturbatorium where they eagerly accepted the new job which paid huge money.

An annual membership fee was $5,000 and then each visit was an additional $500. The high prices kept out the riff-raff, not that anyone of that ilk would ever be invited to be a member. After a year of operation the place had over 600 members and growing every day.

The cost was steep by layman’s standards, but the membership was made up men from the upper strata of society. Paying $500 was like pocket change to these guys. Sure they could go to the local massage parlor and get jerked off for far less. But the club was a beautifully appointed facility with expensive furnishings and high end art on the walls. Each individual room was furnished as lavishly as any millionaire’s own home. Plus each girl who worked there looked like they could have stepped off the pages of Playboy. A huge step up from a typical massage parlor girl who was usually an Asian who couldn’t speak much English.

Here are some comments from some of the girls who worked at the Club.

Jill – I had worked at The Masturbatorium for a couple of years and I was one of the most popular girls there. When I was approached about the Club, I had to sign a non-disclosure agreement before management would even discuss what the job was. When they told me that I would be masturbating rich, high-end dudes, at first I was a bit put-off since I guess that would make me a prostitute. But when I was told that I would likely double my present income, that piqued my interest. The clincher was I didn’t have to do the semen cleanup unless I wanted to. After I jacked the guy off, then an actual cleanup girl would come in and perform the same duties that I had been doing at The Masturbatorium.
I had already been handling guy’s dicks for a paycheck. How much different could this new job be?

On my first day at the Club I was shocked at how luxurious each room was. A fully stocked complimentary bar was on hand along with a 75” flat screen TV that featured an endless array of XXX videos that could be personally selected by the member. Some older guys needed a little extra help getting hard and ejaculating.

Stacks of expensive towels and washcloths were on hand and the king size bed had high end luxurious linens waiting to be stained with cum.

Sylvia – When I was hired, I was told that I only had to jack off the members but if a member wanted more, such as a blowjob or full intercourse, that was totally up to me. I quickly learned that some members had no trouble asking for a blowjob as they handed me money. The amount varied but was never less than $200 and could be as much as $500. The amount went up if they wanted me to fuck them. I usually held out for a minimum of $500 for a fuck but one rich old bastard just gave me $1,000 in cash right up front. The old fucker was a pretty good lay. He had a large cock that still could get as hard as a bar of steel and he enjoyed pounding that thing into my pussy as hard as he could. It could be a bit uncomfortable but, hey, that thousand bucks was non-taxable, so a bit of discomfort was no big deal. He must have enjoyed it because he came back every other week for a repeat performance for another grand.

I probably ended up blowing about half my regular customers. And probably fucked about 10 or 15% of them. So the bucks were rolling in. The club paid me $300 for each member I serviced. I usually limited the number of members I would handle to five or six a day. The fee the member’s paid gave them an hour of my time. Considering I had to freshen up between each session, six was about all I could handle on an eight hour shift. Although my services to members varied, I was still raking in around $3,000 a day.

One other thing, if any member got abusive to any of the girls, either verbally or physically, their membership was immediately revoked with no refunds. This was made abundantly clear when they signed up, and as far as I know, nobody had ever been kicked out. Some guys acted up a bit if they had too much to drink, but never to the point where I felt I had to report them.

Polly – One of the things I appreciated about the majority of the members was when they showed up, I could usually tell they had recently stepped out of the shower and had nice clean clothes on. I previously had a short stint in a local massage parlor and I sure couldn’t say that about that place’s clientele. In fact that’s why I moved on. I guess you could call me a cleanliness freak. So I was right at home at the Club.

I guess some of the members talked to one another and I developed the reputation as giving the best blowjobs of any of the girls who worked there. So I was in high demand. Since members had to call ahead and make reservations, the list of guys waiting to shove their dicks down my throat was quite long. One of the richer members had somehow gained a standing reservation for me for every Friday at 2 PM. Like clockwork the dude showed up every week. My standing fee was a thousand bucks and I guess I gave pretty good blowjobs because members were standing in line for my oral services. Part of the reason I gave such good blowjobs was because I truly loved to suck cocks. And I also really got off on taking loads down my throat. I happily swallowed as much cum as a guy could produce. Even after he had finished cumming, I would keep sucking trying to coax out every single drop of jism.

Because I was making so much money, I had cut back to doing only four guys a day. This disappointed a lot of guys. Due to the backlog, some of them were waiting a couple of weeks to get their cocks sucked.

Natalie – One of my regulars is a dot-com millionaire, maybe even a billionaire. His name is Steve and he always requests me because he likes ‘em young. And I’m only 21. On a recent session he hit me with a proposal that I couldn’t turn down. He wanted me to come to his house for a threesome with him and his wife Pat. He said this would be an all-day affair with non-stop sex. My fee? A cool $5,000 in cash. How could I refuse?

It turned out to be a fantastic experience. Steve had made his money at an early stage of his life and was only 42 and his drop dead beautiful wife Pat was ten years younger. I’ve never been much into women but for that kind of money it was “gay for pay.”

We literally did everything sexual that could be done including my first anal experience which was better than I expected. Pat was down for anything. In fact while Steve was fucking my ass, he pulled out and she took over sucking his dick. That kind of grossed me out but she seemed to love it.
Before the day was over, Steve had ejaculated five different times. I was the beneficiary of most of his cum, probably because I was “fresh meat.” Pat didn’t seem to mind. Her attitude was as long as it made Steve happy, she was fine with it.

About a month later, Steve approached me about a repeat performance. But he introduced a new wrinkle. The Masturbatorium also employed several younger men for those members whose interests lay in that direction. Steve had Frankie, a very good looking 22 year old guy with a very athletic body and an extremely attractive cock, join us for the next session. I knew Frankie was bisexual so I rightfully assumed I would get my share of his dick. I did, but the majority of Frankie’s efforts were directed to Pat who obviously got off on sucking him dry several times during the day or alternately riding his cock to multiple orgasms. Of course that meant Steve was thrusting his big prick up my cunt and spurting semen inside me several times during the day. Then either Frankie or Pat would get between my legs and suck the jism out of my vagina.

It was soon apparent that Steve was bi-sexual as he had Frankie’s cock down his throat almost as much as Pat did. In fact at one point the two of them were trading Frankie’s dick back and forth like a shared lollypop. And while they were doing that, I was sucking Steve’s cock.

Steve and Frankie would put their cocks together and Pat and I would take turns either jerking both dicks together or sucking them both. Pat had no trouble getting both dickheads in her mouth at the same time. I struggled with it at first but soon was simultaneously sucking away on both cocks. I was even able to get both men to shoot their loads into my mouth, almost at the same time. It was a lot of cum but somehow I managed.

I lost count of the number of ejaculations but I think both Steve and Frankie shot their load at least five or six times before the day was out. We started at 10 AM and finally gave up due to total exhaustion around midnight. I was very impressed at how both men could get rock hard erections with minimal downtime between ejaculations.

Heidi – I had only been working at the Club for a few months when one of the younger fat cats (he was in his fifties and married with kids) wanted me to become his mistress. His name as Dan. The deal was he would put me up in a high rise luxury apartment, lease a Mercedes roadster for me, and provide an allowance of $100,000 tax free money a year. With no rent check to pay and no car payment, I could live high on the hog for a hundred grand.

I had to be available to him for sex 24/7 and I was not allowed to have a relationship of any kind with any other men. The 24/7 thing kind of turned out to be a joke because between trying to run his very successful company and be a husband and father, he had very little time for me. If I was lucky I might see him for an hour or two one or two times a week. And those sessions were always rushed. I spent most of my time sitting around watching TV or reading a book. I also spent time shopping. The absolute worst part of the arrangement were the holidays. While he was enjoying Christmas or Thanksgiving with his family and friends, I sat home alone, usually crying my eyes out.

I was sorely tempted to hit a nightclub or two and hook up with some young stud who would fuck my brains out or even spend the night with me. I was tired of sleeping alone. But for all I knew Dan could have somebody watching me. His company had a large security staff and it wouldn’t have surprised me if men had been assigned to keep an eye on me.

I was not happy with my life but what could I do. If I left Dan I would lose this fabulous apartment and my Mercedes, not to mention the $100,000 a year allowance. I would be lucky to make half that plus I would have to pay taxes on it.

(Author’s note: My second wife and I lived in a luxury high rise apartment. Our next door neighbor was in the exact some situation as Heidi. And she felt the same way about it. She knew her benefactor was never going to leave his wife and kids and at some point she would be too old for him to continue keeping her on as his mistress. She was already 31 years old and still a knockout. Here’s an interesting side note. One weekend my wife and I were on the back deck of our boat at the marina having a drink and here came our neighbor down the dock with who I assume was her benefactor. There was a big yacht tied up at the end of the dock with a party in full swing, which is where they were going. But the capper was another couple was with them and the man was Dean Martin of Martin and Lewis fame.)

Part V

Interviews with some of the men who visited The Masturbatorium and the private club.

Jeff – I heard about The Masturbatorium about a week after it opened. I didn’t get it. Why pay money to go in there and jerk off when I can do it for free at home? After about a year, I talked to a buddy named Jack who was going there twice a week. So I asked him, what was the big appeal that it was worth paying to go there?

His answer surprised me. First, he said that he, like many guys, had an exhibitionist streak. He got off on jacking off with people watching. The Masturbatorium had recently expanded into a new area on the second floor where Jack had guys stretched out on chaise lounges on either side of him whacking away while he stroked his own dick. Plus the management had installed a grandstand where up to sixty people could sit want watch a bunch of guys shooting their spunk.

But Jack said the best part was the cleanup girls. He said they were all young, fresh out of high school, and every freaking one of them was great looking. They were clothed, but wore outfits similar to Hooters girls. He said that after he had ejaculated one of the girls would immediately be at his side with wet, warm washcloths and she would pay an unbelievable amount of attention to cleaning all the cum off of his body, but the way they handled his cock was even more amazing and satisfying.

He said he was not circumcised, so the cleanup girl would roll his foreskin back and then use her bare fingers to wipe out any semen collected below his dickhead. Then she would follow up with the warm, wet washcloth. Nine times out of ten, by the time she was finished, his dick would be rock hard. Half the time he would immediately pay for a second private jackoff session, just so he could get handled by one of the cleanup girls after he shot his second load.

Jack made it sound so inviting that I just had to give it a try. Now I am a regular there at least once a week. And it definitely beats jacking off at home and cleaning up my own mess.

Gabriel – I was invited by The Masturbatorium manager to join the private club they maintained at a separate location. This was all hush-hush and I had to sign a non-disclosure agreement before they would give me the details. Invitations were only extended to the very wealthy which I was fortunate enough to qualify as.

The reason everything was so secretive was because the place was marginally illegal. But maybe not since it was a private club. But I’m pretty sure providing sex partners for hire is not legal, even in a private club.

The annual membership fee was $5,000 and each visit to the club would cost me $500. This bought me a full hour with some of the most beautiful young girls that one could imagine. The $500 got me a delightful handjob, but there was more available to me if I wanted to tip the girl directly. Anything other than getting jerked off was strictly between me and the girl. Depending on the time of day, there were twenty to thirty girls to choose from.

I was married but it was a loveless communion. We both pretty much led our own separate lives. Divorce would cost me too much money. Jeff Bezos of Amazon gave up $32 billion to his ex-wife. I’m not in that league but a divorce would cost me millions of dollars.

So I got my jollies in a number of different ways. But the private club was a real bargain by my standards. I could go there twice a week, pick out some teen-aged beauty, pay her a thousand bucks to fuck her, and walk away clean. It beat the shit out of a regular paid mistress who I would no doubt be tired of after a few months. I might end up blowing a hundred thousand bucks a year fucking girls at the club but that was literally pocket change to me.

I will admit that I was partial to one little beauty at the club and I made it a point to try to fuck her at least once a week. Then for variety, I would go to the club a second time each week and pick a different girl each time. I worked my way through the whole staff until I had fucked every girl who worked there at least once. Where else could a man get that much variety in his sex life, especially considering every one of the girls was a ten?

Hugh – I’m definitely a high roller and also bisexual. Like my buddy Gabriel, I don’t mind spending a lot of money at the private club. But I like to mix things up. The club also had a few young guys on staff. When I say young, I’m talking early twenties. These young men were available for the same hour long $500 sessions just like the girls were. Although I would go for a girl the majority of my visits, once in a while I would pick one of the boys to be with. The $500 included a handjob. Anything more was negotiated with the boy.

I don’t know where management found these kids, but every one of them had at least 7-inches of man meat between their legs. I loved to suck on a big thick cock. And for a generous tip, these guys would go 69 with me and suck my dick with amazing talent. Ass fucking was also available, both giving or receiving, but cost way more than a blowjob. I had to be in a certain mood to do anal. But I did sometimes enjoy fucking a boy’s tight ass while I did a reach around and jacked his prick. It was difficult to get the timing just right but every once in a while I would shoot the guy’s ass full of cum at the same time that I got his cock to start spurting.

Then a couple of cleanup girls would show up while the two of us lay side by side with our cocks dripping cum. The girls would go to work and have us completely semen free after a few minutes. Depending on my mood, sometimes I would beat the girls to it and clean up my partner by sucking all the jism off of his prick.

Stuart – I decided to try The Masturbatorium, mainly because I am an exhibitionist and there are very few legal ways that I could jack off for an audience. I really got off on being watched while pounding my prick to a cum eruption so I always opted for the upstairs room where up to sixty people could watch me jack off, not counting all my fellow jackers lined up next to me.

I really got off on producing monster cums. I won the cum distance shooting contest several times. My trick was edging. The day before I planned to attend The Masturbatorium, I would jack my dick for several hours. Stopping just short of cumming. Then I would repeat this for a couple of hours before heading to the facility. Then I would pay the fee for an hour of additional jacking. The grandstands never had less than twenty or thirty people during the evening. I always made it a point to be in the first row of chaise lounges so I was only a scant distance away from the avid watchers. It was surprising how many of the men in the grandstands would take their cocks out and slowly stroke while watching me and my jerkmates going to town on our own cocks. The women in the grandstands could be more discreet about it, but many of them rubbed their clits. Some I’m sure to multiple orgasms.

Anyway, about ten minutes before my hour was up, I would speed up my jacking and really go to town. When my orgasm finally hit, the semen shot out of my prick with amazing force and in great volume as well. The people sitting in the first row of the grandstand were all voyeurs who had seen me spurt before and they knew what was coming. My first couple of spurts carried the four or five feet to the first row of watchers and splattered on their shoes and pants legs. Some of these viewers were practiced masturbators themselves and were furiously jacking their own cocks while watching me. Several of them could miraculously time their ejaculations to match mine. So streams of cum were simultaneously shooting back and forth across the little stage. This always got a huge round of applause from the people in the stands. Even some of my fellow jackers would stop beating their own meat long enough to watch the cum shooting display.

Management set aside a two hour period each day for special events like a cum shooting contest, a dick measuring contest, and the one that I really loved was called a sword fighting contest. But the swords were our dicks.

We would choose off amongst ourselves matching up similar cock sizes. Me and a partner would stand on the little stage, both with similar sized cocks, fully erect, and start slapping our cocks against each other. A hard dick can take a pretty good beating without it hurting very much. You would be surprised what an entertaining performance this could be with two raging hard-ons slapping against one another. I know the viewers loved it.

Although it didn’t happen every time, sometimes one of us would be stimulated enough to achieve orgasm. When that happened to me, I would spray semen all over my partner’s cock and balls and I would wave my dick around enough that a few stray jets of semen found its way to the onlookers. The fans loved it and when they saw semen spurting from a dick, its owner got a standing ovation.

I hope the cleanup girls who had to tidy up the stage got a bonus payment because they also had to clean up any cum left on the grandstand by overly excited watchers.
(Note this is 100% a fantasy.)

Part VI

If you have been following The Masturbatorium series you will know that the facility has one large area set aside where up to 30 men on three rows of ten each can jack off while a viewing stand seating up to sixty people is usually filled with people who want to watch. Both the jerkers and the viewers pay a fee to participate.

Here are some interesting observations from some of the viewers.

George – I actually wanted to be one of the guys jerking off but didn’t have the balls to do it. But I wanted to get a feel for what it was like so I paid to sit in the viewing stand. This was in the early days and seating was first come, first served. But as the popularity grew, you literally had to make a reservation in advance and they charged a premium for the first two rows.

In the early days, guys in the stands were taking their cocks out and jerking off right along with the guys on display. Management soon put a stop to that although you could pay even more of a premium and be allowed to jerk off in the viewing area while watching the naked guys beating their meat. This did cause some problems and at first management made us viewers sign a waiver that we understood that we might get sprayed with semen by one of the viewers jacking off. But this too got out of hand and eventually a section of the viewing stand was roped off and reserved for guys who wanted to masturbate.

After my third visit to the viewing stand I finally got the balls enough to participate fully nude and on display for everybody. Plus it was cheaper than a seat in the viewing stand.

Fawn – I didn’t see much upside as a woman to being one of the nude masturbators on display. A few women did do this but I think it was just so they could get a close look at all the guys stroking their dicks. But I did like the idea of sitting in the viewing stands and watching the guys jerk off and cum. My favorite part of that was the period they set aside each day for the cm shooting contest, the dick measuring contest, and the cock sword fights. These all took place right on the stage and if you sat in the front row, you were only two or three feet from the participants. I always made it a point to pay for a reserved seat front and center. I had to book a spot weeks in advance but it was worth it.

This is going to sound odd, but we all have certain strange preferences when it comes to sex. But my favorite part was after the guys on the stage had cum, they would be standing there naked right in front of me with their dicks starting to wilt but still a decent size. Before the cleanup girls could get there, the guy’s dicks would still be dripping some cum. I loved seeing that. Sometimes a guy might use his thumb and forefinger and literally milk stray strands of jism out of his dick. I just wanted to drop to my knees and lap that cum off of his dick.

Jessie – My favorite thing to see as a spectator were the sword fights. The guys who took part in these fights were almost always young (20’s or 30’s) with athletic bodies and massive cocks. Somehow their cocks seemed to be harder than normal and when they would start slapping each other’s meat with those monster cocks, I literally could feel my juices running down my thigh.

Every so often while punishing each other’s cocks, one guy would experience an involuntary orgasm and streams of cum would blast out and cover the other guy’s dick. Not only his dick but his balls, stomach and thighs. Even a lucky viewer might get splashed with some semen.

On the most memorable day of my life, I had paid for a front row center seat. The two sword fighters were both drop dead gorgeous men bulging with muscles and with the two of the most beautiful cocks I had ever seen. My panties were wet before they even started slapping their dicks together. Once they got into it, these guys were over the top. Seeing those two humongous pricks slamming against one another was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

And then the most amazing thing happened. One guy slammed his dick against the other guy’s cock and when he did, a huge spurt of semen shot out, I had seen that before but then I got the icing on the cake when the other guy also started squirting one of the most impressive cum shots I’d ever seen. The best part? Much of it landed on me. But with both cocks now spurting impressive loads, and both cocks waving around all over the place, it was a cum explosion. Three or four of us in the front row got splattered but the two men got drenched. When it was all over they both had gobs of semen dripping from their bodies. What a beautiful sight.

Two cleanup girls rushed to the stage and watching them handle those two pricks while wiping them clean was almost as hot as seeing the cum spurting out. Two more girls attempted to wipe off the cum that had landed on me and the other viewers. My girl was very apologetic but I told her I loved it. I told her I would love to cleanup one of those cocks with my tongue, and she said “Me too.”

Jim – I was one of the first guys in the viewing stand to take my prick out of my pants and masturbate right along with all the naked guys on display. I’ve got no problem showing my dick as it is quite impressive in size with a bulbous head that drive the women crazy.

The second time I did it, there was an attractive 30-something woman sitting next to me. I saw her eyes light up when she got a look at my cock that was already rock-hard. While I was getting off watching all the nude guys jacking their dicks, my seatmate was focused on my cock. Finally she offered to give me a hand. And I told her to go ahead. She grabbed my dick and started furiously jacking me off. I was in hard-on heaven. Several of the guys we were watching, who were on display, started cumming. It was too much for me. I was wearing sweat pants with no underwear for easy access to my dick, plus a T-shirt. I had never been jacked off in public before and believe me, it’s one helluva turn-on. The room we were in was very well lit, so nothing was hidden from view.

My seatmate was pounding my cock unmercifully and it felt fantastic. Getting jacked off with so many people watching, plus in turn, I was watching several hard pricks shooting their loads on the stage, was more than I could handle. With no warning my prick started gushing out cum that coated my t-shirt and sweat pants. Most of it shot up onto my T-shirt. The front of it was soaked through with semen.
One of my more spectacular cumshots. My jackmate kept pumping until every last drop of cum was released from my cock and balls. Then she wiped her hands on my sweat pants. I sat there dazed from the amazing orgasm I just experienced with my prick still drooling some stray strands of jism.

I realized everybody was looking at me and now I was embarrassed. I pulled my pants up and headed for the door. One of the girls who worked there, whose job it was to monitor what the viewers were doing, stopped me and told me that it was ok to jack myself off but allowing somebody else to do it was forbidden. She said she didn’t see what I was doing until after I ejaculated, but if I was ever observed again, I would be banned for life.

I apologized and told her I would never do it again and headed for my car, which fortunately was parked fairly close to the door. Only two girls who were headed into The Masturbatorium saw me, and must have wondered why I was covered in jism from head to toe.

Joe – I was too shy to expose my naked body and jack my cock in The Masturbatorium where I could be seen by everybody. I knew they had private rooms but that didn’t appeal to me since I could jack off privately at home for free. I didn’t know then about he cleanup girls which was definitely something I couldn’t get at home. And as I later learned, well worth the entrance fee.

So like a lot of other shy guys, I paid for a seat in the viewing stands where I could watch up to 30 guys doing exactly what I wanted to do but didn’t have the nerve to do it.

When I attended the viewing area I was surprised that about 30% of the viewers were women. But after thinking about it, I knew a lot of girls and women liked to watch guys jack off and cum. After I settled into my seat, I realized that the guys sitting on each side of me had their dicks out and were slowly stroking them. I looked around and although I couldn’t see everybody, it looked like half the guys in the viewing stand were jacking their cocks. This seemed kind of crazy because it cost way more to be in the viewing stand than it did to lay on one of the chaise lounges totally naked and beat your meat while being watched.

But I understood it after thinking about it. You were much less exposed just taking your dick out in the viewing stands than being totally naked and jacking off for up to sixty people watching.

The more I watched my two seatmates working over their cocks, the more my inhibitions started to fall away. And after about ten minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore. My dick was already rock hard. My cock is pretty big and since it was fully hard, I knew I was going to have a helluva time getting it fished out through my fly. So I just said “Fuck it,” and slid my slacks and underwear down to my thighs and let the monster roam free.

I got some admiring looks and comments from my seatmates. My dick was substantially longer and thicker than either of theirs. I started to stroke my dick when one of the guys asked if I had paid for a 30 minute session or 45 minutes. I told him the full 45 minutes and he suggested I take it easy and just edge my dick making it last the full time period I paid for.

While slowly stroking my cock I watched the guys on display jacking their cocks. All thirty positions had somebody pumping away. Every few minutes a guy would cum and a cleanup girl would run to his position and starting wiping his dick and balls clean. As soon as she was finished, she would escort him to the changing room and his seat would be immediately filled by a new guy. Every once in a while one of those horny bastards would cum a second time while having his cock wiped clean.
Suzanna – I love to see guys jack their dicks and shoot their loads. My best girl friend told me about this place where I could pay some money and sit in a viewing stand and watch as many as thirty guys beating their meat. And it was all legal. So I had to check it out.

I didn’t really think it through and ended up arriving during a slack time. The evenings were best, I learned later, as every slot was filled. When I got seated, maybe half of the thirty chaise lounges had guys lying on them whacking away. Still seeing fifteen hard dicks being pounded was exciting. The viewing stand was also about half empty. But a couple of guys got up from the front row and left so I sat down in their spot. This was before you had to pay a premium and reserve a spot on the front row.

A good looking young kid sat down next to me. He had to be at least 18 to get in the place. I’m mid-thirties but am considered very attractive with a good body. The boy introduced himself as Stan and then proceeded to unzip his pants and pull out his cock. It was only about half hard. I was a bit shocked as I really wasn’t expecting that something like that would happen. But then I looked around the viewing stand and most of the guys had their dicks out. Wow, I thought, this is going to be more interesting than I realized.

As Stan lazily stroked his penis, it started to enlarge and before long the kid was sporting the biggest dick I had ever seen and it looked so hard a cat couldn’t scratch it.

I’m pretty bold and don’t mince my words. I asked Stan if he planned to ejaculate and he replied that I could count on it. Then I asked where he planned to shoot his cum and he pulled out a large washcloth from his pocket and told me that when he entered and paid his fee they asked if he planned to jack off and when he said he was, they gave him the cloth to shoot into. He had two, one to shoot into and one to wipe down after.

I was really looking forward to watching him cum since he was sitting right next to me. So I had to divide my attention between the group on display whacking away on all those hard cocks and my boy Stan rubbing one out right beside me. Stan was in no hurry to spurt his load and during the time I was watching him, four of the guys on the display floor had orgasmed and been thoroughly mopped up by the cleanup girls. As they left, two new guys took two of the spots. None of the guys on the floor had a dick as appealing as Stan’s nor near as big. So I found myself focusing on his great looking dick.

He had paid for a 30 minute visit and when his time was almost up, he kicked his stroking up to another gear and really went to town. He was beating the hell out of that magnificent prick that by now was a bright red. The skin on the head was stretched so tight it looked like it was about to burst.

His dick did burst but not in that way. He held the washcloth in front of his dick and one of the most powerful cumshots I’ve ever seen blasted out, followed by many more. The jism just kept spurting out as he tried to capture as much as possible. He got most of it but some did drip onto the viewing stand foot rest. When he finally stopped cumming, he fell back, breathing hard and totally exhausted. I plucked the remaining clean washcloth from him and started to wipe the excess cum off of his dick.

I figured it was OK to do this as long as I didn’t do anything overtly sexual. I did roll his foreskin back and forth a few times to make sure I got all the semen wiped off. Finally he stuffed his wilted prick back in his pants, thanked me, and left. I was a little annoyed at his abrupt departure but did run into him at the place again and we traded phone numbers. I have had Stan visit me at my apartment a number of times and we’ve found many other uses for that terrific piece of meat he’s packing.

(Author’s Note – This is the final installment of this fantasy series.)

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Martina And Me

by Spurtz

A few years ago I posted a notice on the masturbation bulletin board on The Masturbation Page site about a proposed group jack in my area. I ended up with seven guys who said they would attend. So last Saturday we had the session. As usual on these things, we had a lot of no shows. It ended up myself, three guys, and one of my gf’s. She is a real hot little number and after we all got naked, she took turns jacking each cock. She would stroke each guy’s cock and balls for about five minutes and then move on to the next guy. She went around the room about four or five times giving each guy’s cock some fabulous stroke action. She liberally lubed up each prick. Then when we were all bursting ready to cum, she had each of us, one at a time, lay on the sofa and she got between our legs and jacked us to orgasm. It was totally hot.

Then on Sunday morning, I checked my e-mail and had a message from a gal named Martina who had seen my bulletin board post. She said her fantasy had long been to be part of a group jack off and was anything planned? I barely had the heart to tell her she was one day late. She was disappointed but e-mailed me back with lots of questions. When I told her how things had gone, she said she wasn’t sure she would want to actually jack anybody off. Her thing was watching a group of guys jack their cocks while she masturbated her clit and worked her pussy with a vibrator.

One thing led to another and we traded phone numbers. As big as L.A. is, it turned out that she lived only about 20 minutes from me. So we got on the phone and started some very, very sexy talk about masturbation and the group jack. She then asked me if she could get together with my gf and I and we would all watch each other masturbate. I told her I would ask my gf. I hung up the phone, called my gf and she was all for it. So we planned to do it Tuesday night at my house. Martina told me that she wouldn’t mind watching me and my gf go all the way if we were up for it and I said that would be great and would she want to join in but she said she just wanted to watch and masturbate her clit and frig herself with her vibrator.

On Monday my gf called to tell me she got her period and could we postpone it until this coming Saturday night. So I called Martina and told her this. She was cool with it but then asked if just the two of us could still hook up Tuesday and watch each other get off. I told her that I would have to clear it with the gf who is ultra liberal and of course, she told me to go for it.

So last night Martina showed up at my door. She had sent me her picture and I already knew she was attractive but her picture did not come close to doing her justice. She was very, very pretty with a nice body and a healthy rack. I showed her around my house, which if I do say so myself is quite appealing. She was very impressed and really liked it. Then we got on my computer and looked at some really hot porn. She had some particular interests that I was able to find some great film clips of and before you know it, she is telling me she is totally wet. Of course by then my pants are tenting.

We then went to my bedroom, which I had already set up with some candles, and the DVD of 1001 Cum Shots 2 playing on my 40″ TV. We stripped down and got on the bed. She had told me in advance that the ground rules were masturbation only. No fucking or sucking. So I started to stroke my already hard cock and she started rubbing her pussy. She said she wanted to see my cock up close. I am partially cut but still have enough foreskin to cover about half the head when hard. I had told her about this on the phone and now she wanted to see it up close. So I presented my hard cock to her right in front of her face and proceeded to slide the foreskin back and forth. She grabbed a bottle of lube and dripped some along the top of my cock and then wrapped her hand around it and started stroking.

This sort of surprised me because from the ground rules she had set, I wasn’t’ sure if there would be any mutual touching. So I put one hand down to her pussy and started fingering her. She was already sopping wet. We masturbated each other for a while and then she lay back and spread her legs and pulled her lips apart and asked me what I thought. She had one of those perfect pussies with lips like petals and of course they glistened with her moisture. I told her she had a great looking pussy. Her pussy looked so damned good I had to go down on her….which sent her into all kinds of moans and groans.

After a few minutes of this, I was then kneeling between her legs with the tip of my cock just inches from her pussy. I wanted to put it in her so bad I could hardly stand it but figured that was a no-no. Then she spread her legs even wider, rubbed her clit and spread her lips and I figured she wanted penetration. So I nosed my prick around on her pussy and tried to slip it in but she pulled away and said that I couldn’t do that. I apologized and said I had misinterpreted her actions so I just rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit and all over her clit.

She wanted me to slide up her body and put my cock between her tits, which I gladly did. She pushed her tits together capturing my cock between them and I proceeded to start stroking it back and forth between her boobs. As my cock would slide up towards her face she would flick her tongue out and give it a lick so I pushed a little further and she was taking the whole head in her mouth and giving it a hard suck on each forward stroke. This was totally hot…. This again surprised me because of the ground rules that had been set, but who am I to complain?

Then she got her vibrator out and lubed it all up inserted it into her pussy. With one hand pumping the vibrator in and out she used the other to massage her now prominent clit. I continued to kneel between her legs and was jacking my lubed up cock. Pretty soon she stopped rubbing her clit and grabbed my prick and started furiously stroking it. I leaned forward a bit and took over rubbing her clit and then I took the vibrator from her and slowly slid it in and out of her wet pussy.

We continued on like this for ten or fifteen minutes and then she said she wanted to cum. We both lay there together with me stroking my prick and fondling my balls…both drenched in lube….while she went to town with the vibrator in her cunt and her fingers working her clit. In no time at all she had a mind-blowing orgasm….letting out several loud screams while her whole body shuddered. She never stopped working herself over and within a couple of minutes she repeated her orgasm and went on to a third one.

Then she said that she wanted to see me spurt. With her lying down, I again was on my knees between her legs and started seriously pumping my cock. I am quite a spurter so I planned on giving her a nice hot load. I had been edging for the past two days ever since we had set this up so I was more than ready. She kept saying how much she wanted to see me cum and that she wanted my hot load splattered all over her.

Finally I could feel it building and reached that point of no return. That’s when my fist started really flying up and down my cock. When I knew I was about to squirt, I raised my body up and pointed my cock down directly at her pussy. She had told me earlier that she wanted me to coat her cunt with my cum. I thought I had it aimed right at her cunt but when you are in the throes of an orgasm, who knows what the hell is happening. Anyway, the first shot was a real rope that actually shot up the side of her body coating some of her right tit and shoulder with most of it shooting beyond her onto the bed. The second and succeeding shots I had better control over and managed to get most of it on her pussy or on the bed right in front of her pussy.

I then collapsed on the bed next to her and tried to recover while she mopped up the cum from her and cleaned up my prick with some hand cloths I had conveniently stashed next to the bed. The 1001 Cum Shots movie was still playing so we watched that. We had talked earlier about me possibly cumming twice, which I can do. So I began to watch the DVD and stroked my prick to coax it back into an erection. She said she was wiped out and unless I had a driving need to cum again, she was ready to call it a night, which was fine with me.

I think the two of us hit it off really well and I am looking forward to next Saturday with both Martina and my gf.

(Note from Spurtz: The get together with Martina and my gf never came to pass unfortunately. A few weeks later Martina called me and told me that our experience was the result of an extremely horny mood she was in at the time. She told me she had a regular boyfriend who was not sexually adventurous but that she was in love with him and that our get-together had to be a one-time thing. She thanked me but asked me not to call her again. BTW, the bulletin board I mention at the beginning of the story no longer exists or if it does, it is not available to the public like it used to be.)

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Mom and Daughter Give Step-Dad a Treat #3

By Spurtz

See also:
Mom and Daughter Give Step-Dad a Treat #1
Mom and Daughter Give Step-Dad a Treat #2
Mom and Daughter Give Step-Dad a Treat #4

Mom Katie: If you have read our two previous stories you will know that I was very concerned about my daughter Jill. She was graduating from an all-girl’s high school and was still a virgin. I felt very strongly that she needed some preparation. After all, she was drop dead beautiful with a centerfold body. Men were going to be all over her and she had to be ready.

I enlisted her stepfather, my husband, Bill, to join us in a naked hot tub party. I just wanted to expose her to an erect penis in a safe environment. I never intended it to go much beyond that. Well, I sure misjudged the parties involved. Bill has a great looking 8-1/2-inch super hard penis and almost before I knew what was happening, Jill was sucking him off.

Once that happened, I kind of gave in to the inevitable and in our next session, Bill had his penis buried to the hilt in Jill’s teen pussy. I was actually ok with it as I felt that that completed the sexual initiation of my teenage daughter. Little did I know how naïve my thinking was.

Daughter Jill: After the evening where Bill and I fucked each other’s brains out while mom watched, I wanted more. I knew mom figured it was a one-off deal and her wishes had been fulfilled. Maybe hers had, but mine hadn’t. I wanted more of Bill’s dick. My first step in accomplishing my goal was to show up at breakfast the next morning in the nude. I suggested that the whole family adopt nudity. I knew Bill would agree quickly but I was a bit surprised when mom went along with it. My thinking was that I would have instant access to Bill’s cock any time I wanted it. And with me being in the nude all day, I knew his prick would be throbbing to an erection every time he looked at me.

Before the day was out Bill and I were making the beast with two backs on the living room sofa while mom went about cleaning the house. After about the third day where Bill and I were getting it on two or three times a day, Mom took me aside for “the talk.”

Stepdad Bill: Wow. I couldn’t believe the life I was living. Somehow my wife’s teen daughter wanted to have sex with me every chance we had during the day and then I was having my usual sessions with her mom at night. And so far Katie hadn’t seemed too upset. During the day, Jill was trying to invent new ways to get me off. Sometimes that consisted of very inventive ways to masturbate my erect cock. Jill loved to see me spurt and with my cock down her throat or buried in her pussy, she couldn’t see me cum. So there was always some masturbation involved in our sexual activities

Then other times she was happy sucking me off. She had a natural talent and gave some of the best blowjobs I’d ever had. But never a day passed where she didn’t want my prick buried in her teen pussy, blasting spurts of cum against her cervix. One thing she loved to do, usually just before taking my cock in her mouth, was to grasp the base of my erect cock and rub my cockhead all over her face. This was a huge turn-on for both of us. Another fetish she had, that I equally enjoyed, was to plant wet kisses all over the head of my cock.

Mom Katie: I had allowed this constant sex activity between my daughter and my husband to go on way too long. Knowing that I was responsible for getting it started, I felt that I needed to allow it to run its course. But instead of tapering off, it was increasing. Yesterday Jill got Bill off four times. She first jacked him off, then she fucked him, followed by a blowjob, and then fucked him a second time. This started off right after breakfast and the final fuck was about 8 pm last evening. And since I seemed ok with it, they made no attempt to do it behind my back. I admit that for some crazy reason, I got off on watching them. Seeing Bill’s thick cock bury itself in my daughter’s wet pussy was an incredible turn-on. When their bodies stiffened and they both cried out, I could picture streams of semen spurting from Bill’s dick deep into my daughter’s pussy. And I would have my own involuntary orgasm just from watching. And later that night, Bill would fuck me as if I was his very first conquest of the day.

Daughter Jill: When mom told me she wanted to have a talk, I knew that Bill and I had probably taken our sexual activities a bit too far. So I wasn’t surprised when mom asked me if we couldn’t tone things down a bit. I explained that this was all new to me and I was having the best time of my life. I added that it was probably a phase I was going through and if she could just put up with it for another few days, I was sure I would lose interest.

Mom Katie: I initially agreed with Jill’s request to give it a few more days. But instead of tailing off, their sessions grew more and more heated with Bill fucking that poor girl in positions I didn’t even know existed. About the only thing they hadn’t done was Bill had not fucked her teen ass. But as big and as thick as his dick was, I wasn’t sure that would ever happen. Bill had anally penetrated me several times. And it did hurt at first but I later learned to love it. The anal cavity has way more nerve endings than the vagina, so the feeling of having a big cock up my ass was incredible and the orgasms were off the chart. But I digress.

My solution to slowing down the sex between Jill and my husband was to bring another person to the party. Jill was not aware of this but some time ago, Bill and I had discussed the idea of a threesome. How this came about was that once Bill started fucking my ass, I got a real craving to have two dicks in me. I jokingly made a comment to Bill about it and he said that it could be arranged. So what started as a casual joking comment soon blossomed into reality.

This was back when Craig’s List allowed sexual ads. Bill put up an ad that said “Sexually Adventurous Married Couple Looking for Well Endowed Young Man for a Threesome.” He included nude full body photos of both of us with our faces obscured. His huge cock was pointing to the sky and my terrific body was fully displayed. Jill got her centerfold body from me.

As a result of living in a large metropolis like Los Angeles, we got more responses than we knew what to do with. Bill never actually counted them but said it was more than eighty. A number of them could be immediately ignored. Bill’s great looking dick had attracted a large number of gay admirers. And there were the usual nutjobs who we knew right away were not what we were looking for. After winnowing the list down to about eight possibilities, Bill asked for photos. That cut the list down to three guys who he agreed to meet. First, just Bill met with them at a local coffee shop. That narrowed it down to a very nice young man named Steve. Because we had two other friends named Steve, we called him Threesome Steve. The final meeting included me, as I had the final say.

I was very taken with Steve. He was only 23 and very personable and intelligent. Good looking with a trim, athletic body. And a really great dick. We started seeing him on a regular basis and he was a terrific sex partner. And I got my desire for double penetration and it was everything I had imagined. And more.

Steve had never done any M2M stuff and neither had Bill, but once everybody was naked, things got heated and by our second session, there was a lot of cock sucking taking place between the two men. I also put their two cocks together and jacked them both off. At one point I even had both dickheads in my mouth at the same time.

Threesome Steve – When Bill called and set up a session, imagine my surprise when he answered the door totally nude and was already erect. I grabbed his dick and gave it a few friendly pumps as a greeting.

He explained that today’s session was going to be a bit different from those in the past. He went on to say that Katie’s 18-year old daughter was home from school and would be participating. I was quite taken aback upon hearing this. I knew they had a daughter who was away at a private school but being told that she was going to be part of our group sex session was quite shocking. Bill went on to tell me to get my clothes off, which I did.

Then the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life walked into the room, totally nude. Bill introduced us and when our hands touched it was like a bolt of electricity shot through my body. My cock instantly stood at attention and I could tell by the look on Jill’s face that she was impressed. She reached out and grasped my hardening prick and gave it a few loving strokes. I was totally in love. My prick is about the same size as Bill’s and it obviously met with Jill’s approval.

Then Katie arrived, also totally nude. She suggested that before any activities commenced that we needed to get acquainted.

Mom Katie: I was hoping that having a man available closer to Jill’s age might wean her off of her obsession with Bill’s cock. Steve was a very good looking kid and I knew his sexual performance equaled or exceeded Bill’s. The only downside was Jill had access to Bill’s cock all day, every day and that wouldn’t be possible with Steve. But at some point, Jill’s desire to be fucked several times every day would have to taper off. And if she still needed to have sex with Bill a few times a week, I could live with that.

As we all sat around the living room in the buff making small talk, I noticed Jill was doing a good job of keeping Steve erect. Then I made a suggestion. I knew Jill really got off on seeing cum spurt and I also knew from experience that Steve was a real cummer. He shot really huge forceful spurts when he came and I knew Jill would get off on that. So I suggested that she jack him off.

Daughter Jill: When mom suggested that I jack off my new friend Steve, I thought that was a really terrific idea. I was curious as to how much cum he could shoot and how powerful his spurts would be. So with mom and Bill watching, I proceeded to masturbate my new friend applying every trick in the book that I knew. At one point I even tickled his frenulum with my tongue while jacking the shaft. I was super tempted to take him into my mouth and suck him to orgasm but I really wanted to see him spurt. In between jacking his great cock I did suck it a few times but when I felt his body stiffen, I concentrated on furiously masturbating his monster cock. His prick was big enough that I could use both hands and soon the first spurt ejected from the tip of his rosy red dickhead. A couple of more strokes and the most powerful cumshot I had ever seen, either online or in person with Bill, ejaculated from Steve’s dick and arced out over the coffee table and landed on the tile floor, splattering in every direction, followed by several more equally powerful streams of jism. I was in heaven as I continued to pump out stream after stream of creamy juice. I honestly didn’t know a guy could cum that much. The lesser streams landed on the coffee table and then tailed off to weaker spurts that coated my hands and Steve’s thighs.

I looked at Steve’s terrific cock in wonder and then into his eyes and we both knew that something magical had taken place. With a practiced move, I quickly stood up, stepped over Steve’s legs and lowered my sopping wet cunt right onto his cum covered prick. With my knees tucked on each side of his hips, I started impaling myself onto his rigid member. As I rode up and down the length of his cock, not minding the tip banging against my cervix, I whispered in his ear, asking if he could cum again. He responded that with somebody as beautiful and as sexy as me, he could cum as much as I wanted.

With Bill and mom intently watching, I rode Steve’s cock until he filled me up with even more powerful ejaculations of semen. I then began kissing him and we exchanged incredibly erotic kisses. After a while I lifted up off of his rigid cock with his semen drooling from my cunt down all over him.

I looked over at mom and Bill and she was going down on him with one of the most vigorous blowjobs a person could provide. I’m sure that watching Steve and me had really turned them on. Within a minute or two, Bill was ejaculating a major load down mom’s throat. In the position mom was in, I could clearly see that her pussy was very wet and some juice was trailing down her thigh. I assumed she had orgasmed while sucking Bill’s cock. I had cum several times while Steve had cum twice. Poor Bill had some catching up to do. With that thought in mind I walked over to where he was sitting, determined to do my part to even things out for Bill.

I also had come up with a new name for Steve. He was now “Foursome Steve.”

See also:
Mom and Daughter Give Step-Dad a Treat #1
Mom and Daughter Give Step-Dad a Treat #2
Mom and Daughter Give Step-Dad a Treat #4

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Nude Bowling

by Spurtz


I’m Jack, part of a group of eight people who race at competitive running events nearly every weekend and also bowl together on a regular basis. Jill and Kevin are married, Monica and Sue are single, and Joe, Allen, Mike, and I are also single. For whatever reason, neither Monica or Sue have ever actually dated any of the guys. Lots of hanging out together but always in a group.

Allen and Mike also were pickleball fans and played regularly. We were all together in a café after a successful run. This was in central Florida where there are many competitive runs over a wide number of suitable trails.

The subject of conversation was pickleball and Mike commented that nude pickleball was the latest sensation. And that while all of the courts were located at naturist facilities (better known as nudist resorts to the clueless) six of them were right here in Florida and one was in Kissimmee, just a short drive away.

Mike said, “Allen and I have been kicking around the idea of giving it a go. But we are bit hesitant because not being regular naturists, we might be resented as “outsiders.”

“So,” Kevin said, “you have no trouble playing a nude sport with people you know?”

“Of course not,” replied Mike. “As long as everybody is on the same page and ok with nudity, what’s the big deal?”

Kevin shot back, “So then you would have no problem with us all getting together for nude bowling?”

“Where is there nude bowling?” Allen wanted to know.

“I suspect it could be at our local bowling alley if the proper palms were greased,” replied Kevin.

Let me tell you about Kevin. He’s a bond trader and literally makes millions of dollars every year. But you would never know it. He drives a restored ‘60’s era muscle car and jeans and a t-shirt would be “dressed up” for him. He works out of his home which, admittedly, is somewhat upscale and located right on the beach with a 40-foot Cigarette boat tied up out back.

“Let me talk to Claudia, the bowling alley manager and see if a private session can be arranged. That’s assuming everybody in our group is on board?”

Surprisingly everybody enthusiastically raised their hands and all said they were in. Kevin looked at me. “Jack, you seemed a bit hesitant in raising your hand. Do you have a problem getting naked for bowling”

“Can I be candid? I’m telling you up front that in a naked group I probably won’t be able to keep from getting an erection,” I replied.

Jill laughed. “Don’t worry about your little winky sticking out. I doubt anybody will notice.” Everybody laughed and echoed her sentiment.

“OK,” I shot back. “Consider yourselves warned.”

After slipping Claudia a thousand bucks, she arranged to open the alley one morning, just before lunch. On that day the alley didn’t open until four pm. She sat up some folding tables and we had a catering company bring in a nice lunch spread. She also rounded up some folding screens and blocked off one end of the alley. There were other employees there who knew what was going on but Claudia felt they didn’t have to see it. There had to be somebody there to service the pin setting equipment in case anything jammed up while we were bowling. This did happen from time to time.

Once we were all there, no time was lost getting undressed. Claudia had some extra folding tables where we could store our clothes. We still had to wear our bowling shoes.

“Omigod!” exclaimed Jill when I dropped my pants. “That’s the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. How big is it? The rest of the group also had their eyes glued to my cock.

“Six inches soft, and about eight and a half hard, as you will soon see.” I could feel my dick start to thicken. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Within thirty or forty seconds my dick was like a bar of steel, sticking straight out from my body. No more pointing to the sky like it did as a teen. Probably too big and too heavy to do that anymore. But still, a major object of everyone’s rapt attention.

“Hey, let’s eat,” I said. Trying to divert the attention away from my dick.

Claudia had draped the tables with cloth coverings. As I leaned forward to access the food, the table height was exactly right for my dick to slide onto the cloth covering. As I moved down the table to sample all the goodies, the frenulum of my prick was sliding long the rough cloth.

Sue was closely watching my cock slide along the cloth. “Hmmm,” she said, “I bet that feels good, doesn’t it?”

I looked down at my ever-hardening prick that was also starting to get more coloring in it. “You caught me. It feels damn good.”

She laughed. “I hope you aren’t about to shoot a load all over our food.”

I winked at her. “Maybe later.”

As we sat around eating our food, now my dick was sticking straight up. The head was quite dark in color and looked like it was about to burst. Jill leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Does that thing ever go down?”

“Eventually,” I replied. “But for some reason, once it gets hard, it could take several hours to go soft. Oddly enough, even after I cum it stays hard.” I lowered my voice even more. “I’ve had sessions where I’ve had as many as three orgasms and never lost my erection.”

“Was that with a partner or jacking off?” she asked. “Both,” I replied.

“What are you two whispering about?” Sue wanted to know.

In a normal speaking voice where everybody could hear, Jill said, “Jack was just telling me how his big ol’ cock stays hard for hours….even after cumming several times.”

Kevin, Jill’s husband, laughed and said, “Sounds like your kind of guy.”

“For sure,” replied Jill. “I don’t know if I could get it to go soft but I’d like to give it the old college try.”

“Hey guys,” interjected Mike, as we finished eating, “let’s get to the bowling before this party goes totally off the rails with all this dick talk.” I noticed his own dick had thickened. As the other guys stood up, everybody looked to be aroused. Not fully hard, but hard enough to see that the smallest cock in our group was probably at least six inches. And all the guys had very attractive pricks on display. And the three girls, all great athletes, had very toned bodies with great racks. I noticed a trickle of something liquid on Jill’s thigh and figured she was already juicing from our little conversation. It was obvious from Kevin’s comments that he was ok with her admiring my cock.

Once we started bowling the cock conversation dropped off but my prick stayed just as hard as before. That was partially due to my bowling form. Some bowlers take two steps before throwing the ball, some take three, and a few take four. I take four. And each time I took a step my cock would slap against one thigh and then the other as I strode forward. The sensation of my dick swinging from side to side and making contact with my thigh right on the frenulum definitely kept me hard.

The longer we bowled, the more excited I became. I tried to hide it but everybody knew my dick was getting a workout. By the third game I was super aroused. And when my turn came to bowl the 10th frame I knew I might be in trouble. Normally I would throw one ball per frame if I got a strike or two balls to get a spare, or sometimes an open frame. But in the tenth there is the opportunity to throw the ball three times right in succession. That would give my penis a major workout slapping from thigh to thigh. The first ball was a strike. The second ball was another strike. As I prepared to throw the third ball, I knew my arousal was way beyond where it should be.

I did my usual four step run-up and just as I released the ball, I felt my ejaculation coming. I didn’t want to stand at the foul line and shoot a load down onto the lane so I quickly turned around, now facing seven people who somehow knew what was about to happen. And despite the fact that I really did not want to spurt my cum for everyone to see, that’s exactly what happened. Without touching my cock, a stream of semen jutted from the tip. Some of my group were standing about four feet away. That first jet splattered about half way between us. I knew the second was usually the most powerful and sure enough it landed just inches from Monica’s shoes. My dick kept spurting and at that point I couldn’t help myself. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and pumped it as hard and as fast as possible. Semen continued to spurt in stream after stream filling the distance between me and the rest of group with long patterns of cum on the wood floor.

Finally my orgasm subsided. I still milked my dick to finish getting all the semen out. A thin stream drooled from the tip of my cock to the floor. I stood there, guilty as hell. I really felt horrible blowing my load right there in public in front of all my very best friends. But looking at their faces it was obvious nobody was that put out about it. In fact, they all looked quite happy. Especially the other four guys whose dicks looked very happy.

Monica rushed over to me with a box of tissues and the two of us got down on our knees and mopped up the jism. Then we all sat down and Jill kind of took charge. “OK, gang, it looks like we have some more erect cocks that need servicing. I don’t think we can risk out-and-out sex here in the bowling alley, but I do feel handjobs are in order. I’ll take care of Kevin. Look how hard his dick is. Mike, we all know you are gay although you think you are firmly in the closet, and I know Allen is bi as he has stated that in the past. Why don’t you two guys jack each other off? The two guys grinned in anticipation.

“That leaves two hard pricks unattended. Sue, can you masturbate Joe’s nice hard-on and Monica, I can tell you are obsessed with Jack’s big prick. He claims he’s good for multiple ejaculations in a row so here’s his chance to prove it.”

Everybody thought Jill’s suggestions were right on target and everybody got busy. Hands were flying up and down multiple erect pricks. Joe was the first to cum as Sue actually finished him off in her mouth. Despite the major ejaculation I just experienced, Monica’s skillful handjob talents had me spurting a load next. The two guys were able to achieve simultaneous eruptions and Jill brought Kevin off to an impressive cumshot.

After all the guys had cum, we all sat there attempting to recover. All the limp dicks rested on their thighs and drooled a bit of semen. My dick was still rock fucking hard.

“Think you can cum again, big boy?” Jill teased. “No problem,” I countered. So Jill grabbed my dick and started jacking me off. And as advertised, I was soon shooting my third load of the day.

“What the hell,” Sue said. “I’m not about to miss my chance at that monster cock. Let’s see if I can coax a fourth load of jism out of that thing.” With that, Sue grabbed my dick and instead of finishing me off in her mouth like she did with Joe, she immediately engulfed the head of my prick with her mouth and furiously started sucking. She gave me the best blowjob of my life and in an amazingly short time, my fourth cumload of the day was squirting down her throat as she eagerly swallowed every drop.

As we all then sat around reflecting on what just happened, I brought up the subject of the lack of orgasms for the girls. Jill immediately responded. “Only answering for myself, I actually had three orgasms. One came just from watching all the hard dicks cumming and two were from rubbing my clit while jacking off first Kevin and then Jack.”

“Same here,” echoed both Sue and Monica. They both had masturbated themselves to orgasm while everybody was watching the guys getting jerked off.

As we cleaned up the last of the food mess and any stray cum splatters, we then all got dressed. Jill came over to me and quietly said, “Kevin and I would like to invite you over to our place for drinks one night this week.” I eagerly accepted as I knew full well what they had in mind. One surprise that I had in store for them was that I was secretly bi. I was looking forward to seeing Kevin’s facial expression as his erect cock disappeared down my throat.

That was pretty much the end of our first nude bowling outing. More followed and each one got more uninhibited. Before it was over, every guy, except Mike, had fucked every one of the girls, and every guy had sucked Mike’s dick. As all of the guys discovered they had no problem with some bi tendencies, everybody’s dick got sucked by both all the guys and all the girls. Kevin had no problem with his wife Jill fucking and sucking anybody she wanted as long as he was in attendance.

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Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

by Spurtz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Like what?” I wanted to know.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So that’s exactly what we did.

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