My full clip job is as a female person medical help to a leading urologist in a major city. I sought out a calling in this field mainly due to my fascination with penis. One of my patient role recently hired me on the side to tutor his 16-year old son. The son, Jack, was painfully shy, had never dated, and the father felt he was in need of some sex training. Preferably hands-on sex education, which is why he hired me. The Father-God, Robert, is extremely wealthy and paid me a ridiculous amount of money for two 2-hour classes a hebdomad at his home.

I was connecting with Robert's son jack for our 5th meeting. I had a limited procedure that I wanted to show him. It was More of a grooming seance actually. I planned on teaching him the finely art of edging. I would establish him a preparation lesson in proper edging and then in the future he could perform it himself. Jack was waiting for me in the scrutiny room that his father had set up in their expectant home specifically as a place where I could hold my twice-weekly two-hour school term with Jack.

For those readers not intimate with edging it's the practice where the penis is stimulated by onanism right hand to the breaker point of orgasm, and then stopped before ejaculation. Tthe masturbation procedure is halted until the contiguous urge to ejaculate passes. Once that occurs, onanism of the phallus is resumed until the urge coming back and then it is stopped again. This procedure can be repeated over and over as many sentence as is possible without actually cumming.

The process has a two-fold role. One, the repeated lengthy masturbation of the member spirit wonderful to the person being masturbated. Two, once orgasm is finally permitted, the mass of cum that is ejaculated is much greater than usual and the power with which it is spurted out can result in some very impressive cumshots. And best of all, the orgasm itself will be unbelievably pleasurable. It can be various orders of magnitude greater than an ordinary bicycle orgasm.

The challenge, of class, is to avoid actually achieving orgasm for as long as possible, which can be very unmanageable. Sometimes just one extra stroke on the subject's penis can result in ejaculation.

As I walked into the test room, Jack was sitting on the examination tabular array completely nude statue. And as usual he already had a very impressive erecting. His large penis jutted straight up from between his legs with his very prominent glans on video display. I found Jack's penis to be unusually appealing. I have seen a great many stopcock in my dividing line of piece of work but I can honestly say that looking at young Jack's penis really got my juices flowing.

"Well, laborer, it looks like you have started the political party without me,"I said.

"I hope it's ok young woman Kelly. I know that our sessions always have me undressed so I thought I would economize prison term and be ready for when you arrived,"diddlyshit replied.

He was right of line. But I have to acknowledge that I was a bit disappointed that he was already difficult. I was hoping that at one of these session he would be totally flaccid and I could enjoy massaging his cock in the indulgent state and bringing his magnificent penis to a fully vertical term. Having done that to C of tool in my profession I got an supererogatory chill with the process of taking a voiced putz to full hardness. Of course since Jack was only 16 long time old, just his expectancy of what was to take lieu in one of our sessions would have his immature cock John Rock hard in second all on its own. The chances of me ever even seeing it soft were slim down. Even after jacking or sucking him to orgasm, his cock never seemed to totally deflate.

"Don't vexation about it Jack. I'm glad you fully prepared yourself for our get together,"I lied."Here's what we are going to do today. I want to commit the total starting time hour of our session to this exercise. I will have you lay back and I will lead off masturbating your erect phallus. However, when you feel like you are about to cum, I will stop and let you rest. After a minute or so I will resume masturbating you and again, once you are finis, we will stop. Now it's very important that you don't cum. We did something like to this once before but not for as long as I want to do it this time."

"You mean you are going to spend a completely hour jerking me off without me cumming ?"

"That's correct. I have a very goodness sense when a man is about to cum while I am masturbating him. But young son like yourself can be very prompt on the trigger so I will take your supporter in having me stop in time. The result of this subprogram is at the end of the hour when I bring you to full sexual climax, it will be the most vivid and pleasurable orgasm you have ever experienced. You will also have the most impressive cumshot ever, both in intensity and space. A vast measure of cum will gush from your penis and it will likely fool away halfway across the room."

"Wow,"gob exclaimed."That sounds grand. I love it when you jack my cock. You really recognise how to make it feel so in effect. I can't even imagine you doing me for a whole time of day. I hope I can give off for that long."

"Ok, please lay back and let's get started."

As the boy lay back, I grasped his penis with just the tips of my fingers and gently massaged the huge knob end of his cock. I was literally obsessed with this boy's putz. I stared at it, unable to take my eyes off of it. As I continued to rub down the head, I was mesmerized by the tightness of the hide on the head of his gormandise penis. I have always been fascinated by how cockheads had an almost silky consistency to the skin on the glans and also how it had a deep purple color making the point of Jack's stopcock stand out even more than it did due its sheer size. I leaned over and placed my nose directly above the head of his cock. I inhaled deeply and took in the slightly pissy odor that emanated from his penis. I loved that smell. As I rolled his foreskin back and forth his penis continued to devote off that sexy fragrance that made my purulent frisson.

I was very tempted to guide his cockhead in my back talk and see if it tasted as marvelous as it smelled. I remember the first time I took a freshly washed phallus in my mouthpiece and was both surprised and disappointed that it had no taste whatsoever. I have since learned that an unwashed pecker has a slightly tangy gustatory modality to it that I have learned to bed. I am sure as shooting Jack's would have had had a slap-up flavor but I was committed that this session be devoted to manual input only. We would have a second hour where I could fellate his cock to another orgasm or two. In fact I would make it a point after he reached orgasm as a effect of the edging session to throw certain that plenty of semen coated his stopcock so I could suck it clean.

In the interim I had a full sixty bit to dedicate to stroking and massaging his member. I always looked forward to manipulating Jack's tool. One reason was its hardness. I had handled a great many erect stopcock in my day but I am certain that Jack achieved a level of callosity that no former bastard I had ever stroked came even close to. It was so stiff that if I pulled down on it, it barely moved. It was my job to provide a level of foreplay over the next hr that would preserve it in that state 100 % of the time.

As I manipulated jak's foreskin back and Forth along the length of his putz I marveled at how the knob head literally popped into view each metre I pulled the foreskin back and exposed the head. It took every bit of will power I had to keep from planting a big wet kiss on his glans each time it popped into view.

I swirled my fingertips around under the garland rooftree, which was very big on squat's member. I knew that was the area of dandy sensitivity. I could severalize it felt fantastic to him as his consistency squirmed and bucked beneath me. As I massaged that special domain with one bridge player, my other hand gently jacked the shaft.

"Are you getting finale to cumming ?"I asked.

"Oh missy Kelly, it feels so wondrous I don't want you to blockade, but if you don't, I'm gong to cum,"he groaned.

I stopped all cause but continued to tightly hold onto the prick of his turncock. With my hand wrapped around the shaft that vast cockhead protruded out of my fist. It had even deepened in semblance from when we started. By the metre we finished it would be shiny red. I leaned over and inhaled the scent of his cock again.

"What are you doing, Miss Kelly ?"he choked out."Are you smelling my dick ?"

"Yes, and it smells wonderful,"I replied as I pulled his foreskin fully back and got another whiff of his putz's pissy fragrance."Smells and gustatory modality are an important share of sex as you will learn."

"I think I already learned a bit. That time in our first merging when you let me fuck you, I got a faint flavour of your pussy and it really turned me on. I can't wait to smell it again."

"You will get your fortune. Don't trouble. And what's more, you will get to taste it as well and I am certain you will have intercourse it."

By now I had drizzled some lubricant all over the head and shaft of his organ. Once it was fully lubricated, I proceeded to fuck off his cock using both hands. With one hired hand I wrapped my fingers around that huge knob headland and massaged it while my former script jacked the slippery dick. I twisted and turned my hand wrapped around the head. I knew Jack wouldn't be able-bodied to withstand my succour for long and within a few minutes he was bucking and squirming and crying out that he was about to cum. Again I stopped and just held his dick motionless.

Next I let his cock bust back on his abdomen and focused my attention on the frenulum, that area on the underside of the penis just below the school principal. There was a raised seam of form there that was about ¾-inch yearn. I knew this small ridge of pelt was a super sore area. I kneaded and fondled his nutsack with one handwriting while I ran the tips of two fingers up and down that rooftree of hide. I only did this for a moment or two and then stopped to make him time to calm down. Then I resumed rubbing that expanse. His piteous shaft was throbbing and pulsating with pleasure. I knew I couldn't keep this up too long or the semen would be spurting forth.

I had a dish of ardent water next to the test mesa and if the lube on his cock and my hands started to dry out I just dipped my fingers in the piss and the original super slippery experimental condition returned. Eventually I would squirt a bit more lubricant on his dick.

Next, I decided to slip a finger up his anus and fingerfuck his butthole. I had to be very careful with this maneuver because it could easily cause him to ejaculate all over the place. When he felt my lubricate finger's breadth searching for his entrance he spread his stage and raised his prat off the table to kick in me the sound memory access potential. He loved having my digit up his ass.

The way had one of those big commercial rampart redstem storksbill and I was keeping an eye on the clock time. By now 55 minutes had gone by since I had started masturbating and edging him. He kept crying out for a passing. I was very print that we had managed to go this foresightful without him spewing semen all over himself as well as me. I didn't really wish at that stop. I just wanted to see him cum. I was really looking forward to seeing just how powerful and twisting his ejaculation turned out to be. I knew it would be big.

"Are you set to cum, mariner,"I asked, knowing what the solvent would be. He had been ready to cum for the retiring 50 proceedings.

"Omigod, Miss Weary Willie, delight hit me cum. I can't wait to shoot this big load. I know it will be huge. Make me cum !"

With that I began pumping my finger in and out of his ass and jacking the shaft of his rooster as intemperately and as fast as potential. My little hand was a blur flying up and down his peter. I also was gripping it about as tight as I could. As suspected, it didn't take retentive before a fount of jism erupted from his magnificent cock. It shot straight up in the air and splattered back all over his chest, tummy and cock…even on his second joint. And it liberally coated my hands and arms. Honestly I had never seen one stopcock spew out that much boy goo. The semen smell was overwhelming but I loved it. And the More I jacked and pumped his dick, the more ejaculate that kept spurting out. It just kept cumming and cumming just like in those phony cumblast video. But this was real cum, not the imposter clobber used in the video recording.

I knew Jack was experiencing the best coming of his life. His hip joint bounced up and down off of the mesa as he fucked my fist. He was actually screaming out to me telling me to get him cum and yelling the Good Book"fuck"over and over. He must have cried out"I'm cumming"about ten times while the cum spurted from his cock.

As long as the semen kept squirting out I continued to furiously jack his erect cocksucker. Finally it had dwindled down to just a few stray drops that I was capable to milk out.

knave was so out of breathing place he could barely talk."Oh Miss Eugene Curran Kelly, that was definitely worth an hour of torture. You have given me many great coming but that was incredible. The orgasm tactile sensation just lasted forever like it was never going to stop. But sadly it did."

"All skillful things must add up to an end,"I replied."Here, let me clean you up."I leaned over and took his still rockhard penis in my back talk and sucked that huge cum covered knob end. After sucking the brain clean I got as much of his putz down my pharynx as potential but then had to complete cleaning off the part I couldn't get in my mouth by licking the cum off. There was so much cum on him as well as me that I had to get some towels I kept Handy just for this aim and wiped as much off as I could. Finally I gave up and told him to step into the rain shower that was side by side to the test room. I was able to wash away off my hands and arms.

After he finished showering and toweling off I noticed that amazingly his dick was still about half hard. Oh, the joyousness of being a adolescent aged boy. I had him lay back down on the test tabular array and I proceeded to wet-nurse his rooster. Despite the immense cumshot he just experienced I knew I could wreak him off again. It only took about 15 hour and another payload of cum erupted, this time down my throat. I finished off the second hour by stripping my clothes off and climbing up on the table with him. I straddled him and positioned my dripping wet pussy directly over his monolithic piece of rock-and-roll hard center. I grabbed his shaft and directed it right into my pussy. I spent the next 30 moment very slowly and gently pumping my body up and down on his tool. My wet slippery snatch was juiced to the max. I probably orgasmed at least six or seven fourth dimension and finally he also came and unloaded another loading of boy juice into my eager pussy.

squat didn't see him, but I noticed his dad Robert standing in the room access watching us as squat's big cock flopped out of my twat, completely covered in my pussy succus with semen drooling out of that huge cockhead and running down my leg. Robert unzipped his trouser and pulled out his hard penis and started jacking off. Amazingly it didn't take long before he reached an climax and spurted his cum all over the flooring. He didn't make any attempt to clean up his cock, just stuffed it back in his bloomers, zipped up and slipped out the threshold. I wondered how I was going to get manual laborer out the door without him seeing his dad's cum all over the floor. By now Jack was about half out of it from so many cum clap that I figured I could head him around the puddle of cum and out the door. Which I was able to do.

The near thing about Henry Martyn Robert seeing us and jacking off is I could probably pass over giving him the cock sucking that he liked to induce after I finished my academic session with his boy. I really didn't judgment sucking him off. He had a cock almost as nice as squat's and I loved sucking it.

Henry M. Robert told me later that jack was so loud when he came that he heard everything shit said and knew he was having the orgasm of his lifetime. Robert said that listening to Jack's cries gave him a hard on and he had to come in and see what we were doing. I had locked the room access but Henry M. Robert had a key. And once he saw what we were doing and saw Jack's big wet cock slip out of my puss, he couldn't control himself and had to jack off. He apologized for leaving a big pool of cum on the floor but I told him not to concern about it. By now all the family staff knew what was going on and I would have the housekeeper clean and jerk it up. I had cleaned up plenty jism for one day.

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