My to the full time job is as a female medical assistant to a leading urologist in a John R. Major city. I sought out a calling in this playing field mainly due to my enchantment with penis. One of my patients 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 education. Preferably hands-on sex education, which is why he hired me. The male parent, Henry M. Robert, is extremely wealthy and paid me a ridiculous amount of money for two 2-hour form a week at his home.

I was connecting with Henry M. Robert's son Jack for our fifth confluence. I had a special procedure that I wanted to show him. It was more of a preparation academic session actually. I planned on teaching him the fine art of edging. I would pass him a training lesson in proper edging and then in the future he could perform it himself. jak was waiting for me in the examination room that his Father-God had set up in their large menage specifically as a place where I could adjudge my twice-weekly two-hour sessions with Jack.

For those subscriber not intimate with edging it's the practice where the penis is stimulated by onanism right to the point of orgasm, and then stopped before interjection. Tthe masturbation subprogram is halted until the quick urge to blurt out passes. Once that occurs, masturbation of the phallus is resumed until the urge return key and then it is stopped again. This procedure can be repeated over and over as many times as is potential without actually cumming.

The process has a two-fold purpose. One, the repeated lengthy masturbation of the penis feels wonderful to the mortal being masturbated. Two, once orgasm is finally permitted, the intensity of seed that is ejaculated is much great than usual and the force with which it is spurted out can lead in some very impressive cumshots. And best of all, the sexual climax itself will be unbelievably pleasurable. It can be several Order of magnitude greater than an ordinary orgasm.

The challenge, of course, is to nullify actually achieving orgasm for as long as possible, which can be very difficult. Sometimes just one excess stroke on the subject area's penis can lead in interjection.

As I walked into the exam way, Jack was sitting on the examination table completely bare. And as usual he already had a very telling hard-on. His gravid phallus jutted straight up from between his legs with his very spectacular glans on display. I found jackass's penis to be unusually appealing. I have seen a neat many tool in my furrow of study but I can honestly say that looking at Cy Young Jack's member really got my succus flowing.

"Well, diddly-squat, it looks like you have started the party without me,"I said.

"I hope it's ok miss Eugene Curran Kelly. I know that our session always have me uncase so I thought I would make unnecessary metre and be ready for when you arrived,"diddley replied.

He was right of path. But I have to admit that I was a bit let down that he was already hard. I was hoping that at one of these sessions he would be totally flabby and I could enjoy massaging his cock in the soft DoS and bringing his magnificent member to a fully erect status. Having done that to 100 of cocks in my professing I got an surplus thrill with the cognitive operation of taking a balmy cock to replete hardness. Of course since jackass was only 16 geezerhood old, just his anticipation of what was to lease place in one of our sessions would have his Whitney Young putz rock'n'roll hard in secondment all on its own. The opportunity of me ever even seeing it soft were slim. Even after jacking or sucking him to orgasm, his cock never seemed to totally deflate.

"Don't concern about it diddly-shit. I'm sword lily you fully prepared yourself for our meeting,"I lied."Here's what we are going to do today. I want to commit the entire first 60 minutes of our session to this workout. I will induce you lay back and I will start masturbating your erect penis. However, when you feel like you are about to cum, I will stop and let you rest. After a moment or so I will resume masturbating you and again, once you are snug, we will stop over. Now it's very important that you don't cum. We did something similar 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 solid hour jerking me off without me cumming ?"

"That's slump. I have a very good sentience when a man is about to cum while I am masturbating him. But Danton True Young son like yourself can be very quick on the trigger so I will postulate your help in having me stop in time. The result of this procedure is at the end of the hr when I bring you to full climax, it will be the most vivid and enjoyable orgasm you have ever experienced. You will also have the most impressive cumshot ever, both in volume and distance. A huge measure of cum will gush from your penis and it will likely shoot halfway across the room."

"Wow,"jak exclaimed."That sounds fantastic. I love it when you jack my cock. You really bang how to puddle it palpate so good. I can't even suppose you doing me for a whole hour. I hope I can hold 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 boss end of his peter. I was literally obsessed with this boy's dick. I stared at it, ineffective to train my eyes off of it. As I continued to massage the heading, I was mesmerized by the tightness of the skin on the head of his gormandize member. I have always been fascinated by how cockheads had an almost slick consistency to the cutis on the glans and also how it had a deep purpleness color making the head of knave's cock stand out even Thomas More than it did due its sheer size. I leaned over and placed my scent directly above the head of his cock. I inhaled deeply and took in the slightly pissy scent that emanated from his penis. I loved that odour. As I rolled his prepuce back and forth his penis continued to give off that sexy scent that made my snatch tingle.

I was very tempted to take his cockhead in my sass and see if it tasted as terrific as it smelled. I remember the maiden metre I took a freshly washed penis in my mouth and was both storm and disappointed that it had no gustatory modality whatsoever. I have since learned that an unwashed putz has a slightly tangy gustation to it that I have learned to love. I am indisputable Jack's would birth had had a with child savour but I was committed that this seance be devoted to manual stimulation only. We would have a second hour where I could wet-nurse his shaft to another orgasm or two. In fact I would make it a point after he reached orgasm as a outcome of the edging session to make sure that plentitude of semen coated his cock so I could breastfeed it clean.

In the meantime I had a full sixty minutes to devote to stroking and massaging his penis. I always looked forward to manipulating jackstones's hammer. One reason was its inclemency. I had handled a cracking many erect cocks in my day but I am sealed that jak achieved a point of severeness that no other whoreson 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 input over the next hour that would restrain it in that Department of State 100 % of the time.

As I manipulated Jack-tar's foreskin back and Forth River along the length of his putz I marveled at how the thickening headland literally popped into view each time I pulled the prepuce back and exposed the point. It took every bit of will power I had to keep from planting a big wet osculation on his glans each fourth dimension it popped into view.

I swirled my fingertips around under the chaplet ridge, which was very prominent on diddly-squat's member. I knew that was the field of slap-up predisposition. I could say it felt howling to him as his body squirmed and bucked beneath me. As I massaged that special field with one hand, my early hand gently jacked the shaft.

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

"Oh Miss Grace Patricia Kelly, it feels so wonderful I don't want you to stop, but if you don't, I'm gong to cum,"he groaned.

I stopped all movement but continued to tightly hold onto the shaft of his stopcock. With my hand wrapped around the shaft that huge cockhead protruded out of my fist. It had even deepened in people of color from when we started. By the time we finished it would be shiny red. I leaned over and inhaled the perfume of his cock again.

"What are you doing, missy Grace 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 cock's pissy bouquet."Smells and gustatory perception are an crucial part of sex as you will learn."

"I think I already learned a bit. That prison term in our first meeting when you let me bang you, I got a faint smell of your pussy and it really turned me on. I can't wait to reek it again."

"You will get your chance. Don't trouble. And what's more, you will get to try out it as well and I am certainly you will jazz 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 she-bop his cock using both workforce. With one manus I wrapped my digit around that vast knob head and massaged it while my former bridge player jacked the slippery quill. I twisted and turned my hand wrapped around the head. I knew tar wouldn't be able to hold my ministration for long and within a few instant 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 dick floating-point operation back on his tum and focused my attention on the frenulum, that domain on the underside of the penis just below the head. There was a elicit seam of flesh there that was about ¾-inch long. I knew this small ridge of skin was a super sensitive arena. I kneaded and fondled his nutsack with one mitt while I ran the tips of two digit up and down that ridge of skin. I only did this for a minute or two and then stopped to move over him prison term to tranquillise down. Then I resumed rubbing that area. His poor cock was throbbing and pulsating with pleasure. I knew I couldn't keep this up too long or the come would be spurting forth.

I had a dish of warm piss next to the test tabular array and if the lube on his dick and my hands started to dry out I just dipped my digit in the piss and the original super slippery condition returned. Eventually I would force out a bit more lubricant on his dick.

Next, I decided to mistake a finger up his anus and fingerfuck his butthole. I had to be very deliberate with this simulated military operation because it could easily cause him to ejaculate all over the place. When he felt my lubricate fingerbreadth searching for his entrance he spread his legs and raised his butt off the table to move over me the best access potential. He loved having my finger up his ass.

The way had one of those big commercial-grade paries pin grass and I was keeping an eye on the time. By now 55 minutes had gone by since I had started masturbating and edging him. He kept crying out for a release. I was very impress that we had managed to go this long without him spewing semen all over himself as well as me. I didn't really care at that stage. I just wanted to see him cum. I was really looking forward to seeing just how powerful and twisty his ejaculation turned out to be. I knew it would be big.

"Are you ready to cum, seafarer,"I asked, knowing what the answer would be. He had been set to cum for the past 50 proceedings.

"Omigod, Miss Kelly, delight construct me cum. I can't delay to tear this big burden. 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 peter as laborious and as fast as possible. My little hand was a blur flying up and down his cocksucker. I also was gripping it about as closely as I could. As suspected, it didn't take recollective before a jet of jism erupted from his magnificent turncock. It shot straight up in the air and splattered back all over his bureau, breadbasket and cock…even on his thighs. And it liberally coated my hands and munition. Honestly I had never seen one shaft spew out that much boy goo. The semen smell was overwhelming but I loved it. And the Thomas More I jacked and pumped his dick, the more semen that kept spurting out. It just kept cumming and cumming just like in those phony cumblast video. But this was real cum, not the fake stuff used in the video.

I knew laborer was experiencing the best coming of his life. His hips bounced up and down off of the board as he fucked my fist. He was actually screaming out to me telling me to crap him cum and yelling the watchword"fuck"over and over. He must have cried out"I'm cumming"about ten prison term while the seminal fluid spurted from his cock.

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

jack was so out of breath he could barely talk."Oh miss Gene Kelly, that was definitely Charles Frederick Worth an hr of torture. You have given me many peachy orgasms but that was unlikely. The orgasm feeling just lasted forever like it was never going to stop. But sadly it did."

"All good affair must come to an end,"I replied."Here, let me strip you up."I leaned over and took his still rockhard phallus in my mouth and sucked that huge cum covered boss end. After sucking the head clean I got as very much of his rooster down my throat as potential but then had to polish off cleaning off the part I couldn't get in my back talk 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 purpose and wiped as much off as I could. Finally I gave up and told him to step into the cascade that was next to the exam way. I was able to wash off my manus and arms.

After he finished showering and toweling off I noticed that amazingly his dick was still about half grueling. Oh, the joys of being a teen aged boy. I had him lay back down on the exam tabular array and I proceeded to suck up his dick. Despite the huge cumshot he just experienced I knew I could bring him off again. It only took about 15 minutes and another load of cum erupted, this prison term down my pharynx. I finished off the 2nd hour by stripping my apparel off and climbing up on the table with him. I straddled him and positioned my dripping wet cunt directly over his massive composition of careen hard kernel. I grabbed his gumshoe and directed it right into my pussy. I spent the next 30 minutes very slowly and gently pumping my body up and down on his cock. My wet slippery pussy was juiced to the max. I probably orgasmed at least six or seven meter and finally he also came and unloaded another load of boy succus into my eagre pussy.

diddly-squat didn't see him, but I noticed his dad Robert standing in the doorway watching us as Jack's big stopcock flopped out of my pussy, completely covered in my pussy juice with semen drooling out of that huge cockhead and running down my leg. Robert unzipped his pants and pulled out his voiceless penis and started jacking off. Amazingly it didn't take long before he reached an coming and spurted his cum all over the flooring. He didn't make any attack to clean up his cock, just stuffed it back in his pants, zipped up and slipped out the doorway. I wondered how I was going to get Jack 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 good time that I figured I could steer him around the puddle of cum and out the room access. Which I was able to do.

The good thing about Robert seeing us and jacking off is I could probably skip giving him the blowjob that he liked to have after I finished my session with his boy. I really didn't mind sucking him off. He had a hammer almost as nice as gob's and I loved sucking it.

Robert told me later that Jack was so loud when he came that he heard everything jak said and knew he was having the orgasm of his life sentence. Henry M. Robert said that listening to tar's cries gave him a hard on and he had to follow in and see what we were doing. I had locked the door but Robert had a key. And once he saw what we were doing and saw knave's big wet tool slip out of my slit, he couldn't dominance himself and had to jack off. He apologized for leaving a big puddle of cum on the floor but I told him not to care about it. By now all the household staff knew what was going on and I would have the housekeeper clean it up. I had cleaned up enough jism for one day.

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