The look on her face was all business. I think she would have denied me pleasure forever if I did not comply. So I started to masturbate, right there in front a near stranger. I still can’t believe this was happening. I had never masturbated for anyone before, the notion had never even crossed my mind. Yet here I stood stroking myself , and what’s worse, I liked it. I think I’ll most likely being doing this again by the look on Becky’s face. She gave me a good squirt of lubricant and I continued.
The ladies began to coach me, faster, or slower, switch hands. They seemed to enjoy my show. This seemed to go on forever. I felt that ever so nice tingling in my balls as they tightened. I told Becky I was about to loose it. She smiled and nodded her approval. Like on cue, I pumped my load into the air, one stream after another. I fell to my knees and beat off until my dick was pumped dry. I laid back on the floor trying to catch my breath enjoying the rushes quaking all over my body. The girls gave my a nice round of applause.
Nickie collected her things, among them was the paddle I created. She thanked Becky for her support, she smiled and winked at me. The women made arrangements to follow up on training Nickie’s husband as she headed out the door.
Becky shut the door and came to help me up. She commended me on my obedience and told that I had earned a replay of this morning for next Saturday morning. She told me to clean up the cum off the floor and to wash myself up before doing my 30 minutes in the corner. Damn, I hoped she’d forgotten that. Truthfully, I’m glad she didn’t forget.
Becky chimed from upstairs, “Do you remember Claudia, from the hardware stare? She’ll be over for dinner next Saturday evening. She said she needs some help dealing with some kind of thieving issues. Come directly to bed after your corner time and writing to literotica.”
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I’m looking forward to writing: Was this the lady a married Ch4…Dinner for three!
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