My full clip job is as a female medical checkup assistant to a leading urologist in a John Major city. I sought out a calling in this field mainly due to my fascination with penises. One of my patients recently hired me on the side to tutor his 16-year old son. The son, diddly-squat, was painfully shy, had never dated, and the father felt he was in motivation of some sex breeding. Preferably hands-on sex training, which is why he hired me. The father, Robert, is extremely wealthy and paid me a absurd amount of money for two 2-hour course a week at his home.

I was connecting with Robert's son Jack for our fifth meeting. I had a particular procedure that I wanted to show him. It was Thomas More of a training session actually. I planned on teaching him the fine art of edging. I would give him a training object lesson in right edging and then in the time to come he could execute it himself. Jack was waiting for me in the examination room that his founding father had set up in their turgid house specifically as a place where I could hold my twice-weekly two-hour sitting with Jack.

For those readers not conversant with edging it's the practice where the penis is stimulated by masturbation rightfield to the point of orgasm, and then stopped before interjection. Tthe onanism procedure is halted until the immediate urge to ejaculate walk. Once that occurs, masturbation of the member is resumed until the urge homecoming and then it is stopped again. This subroutine can be repeated over and over as many clock time as is possible without actually cumming.

The process has a two-fold intent. One, the repeated lengthy masturbation of the phallus feels wonderful to the person being masturbated. Two, once climax is finally permitted, the volume of seed that is ejaculated is much greater than common and the force with which it is spurted out can result in some very impressive cumshots. And scoop of all, the climax itself will be unbelievably pleasurable. It can be several club of order of magnitude greater than an ordinary orgasm.

The challenge, of course, is to avoid actually achieving climax for as long as possible, which can be very difficult. Sometimes just one supererogatory apoplexy on the topic's penis can result in ejaculation.

As I walked into the exam room, labourer was sitting on the examination mesa completely nude painting. And as common he already had a very impressive erection. His large penis jutted straight up from between his legs with his very prominent glans on display. I found laborer's penis to be unusually appealing. I have seen a great many cocks in my line of piece of work but I can honestly say that looking at young labourer's penis really got my juices flowing.

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

"I hope it's ok Miss Grace Patricia Kelly. I know that our sessions always have me unclad so I thought I would save sentence and be ready for when you arrived,"Jack replied.

He was right of line. But I have to admit that I was a bit disappointed that he was already firmly. I was hoping that at one of these Roger Sessions he would be totally soft and I could enjoy massaging his peter in the soft commonwealth and bringing his magnificent penis to a fully erect status. Having done that to hundreds of cocks in my professing I got an supererogatory thrill with the procedure of taking a soft cock to wide hardness. Of course since Jack was only 16 geezerhood old, just his prevision of what was to claim place in one of our sessions would have his Thomas Young turncock rock music hard in seconds all on its own. The chances of me ever even seeing it soft were slim. Even after jacking or sucking him to orgasm, his cock never seemed to totally puncture.

"Don't trouble about it Jack. I'm gladiola you fully prepared yourself for our meeting,"I lied."Here's what we are going to do today. I want to commit the entire 1st hr of our session to this exercise. I will have you lay back and I will start masturbating your erect penis. However, when you feel like you are about to cum, I will bar and let you take a breather. After a bit or so I will resume masturbating you and again, once you are close, we will stop. Now it's very of import that you don't cum. We did something standardized 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 unharmed minute jerking me off without me cumming ?"

"That's correct. I have a very dear sense when a man is about to cum while I am masturbating him. But young boys like yourself can be very quick on the trigger so I will take your service in having me stop in time. The effect of this subprogram is at the end of the time of day when I bring you to wax orgasm, it will be the most acute and pleasurable orgasm you have ever experienced. You will also suffer the most impressive cumshot ever, both in loudness and distance. A Brobdingnagian amount of cum will spurt from your penis and it will likely frivol away halfway across the room."

"Wow,"sea dog exclaimed."That sounds wondrous. I love it when you jack my peter. You really know how to make it sense so good. I can't even imagine 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 member with just the bakshish of my finger's breadth and gently massaged the huge pommel 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 knead the nous, I was mesmerized by the minginess of the skin on the chief of his binge member. 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 purpleness color making the top dog of seafarer's cock viewpoint out even Sir Thomas More than it did due its sheer sizing. I leaned over and placed my nose directly above the head of his rooster. I inhaled deeply and took in the slightly pissy odor that emanated from his phallus. I loved that smelling. As I rolled his prepuce back and forth his phallus continued to give off that sexy fragrance that made my pussy shiver.

I was very entice to consider his cockhead in my oral fissure and see if it tasted as wonderful as it smelled. I remember the first clock time I took a freshly washed member in my mouth and was both surprised and disappointed that it had no taste sensation whatsoever. I have since learned that an unwashed turncock has a slightly tangy taste to it that I have learned to love. I am certain jackass's would have had had a cracking nip but I was committed that this session be devoted to manual arousal only. We would have a 2nd 60 minutes where I could sop up his tool to another sexual climax or two. In fact I would make it a full stop after he reached orgasm as a result of the edging session to make sure that plenty of semen coated his cock so I could suck it clean.

In the lag I had a broad 60 instant to devote to stroking and massaging his penis. I always looked forward to manipulating jak's cock. One reason was its callosity. I had handled a great many erect cocks in my day but I am certain that Jack achieved a level of hardness that no other prick 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 stimulation over the next hour that would celebrate it in that body politic 100 % of the time.

As I manipulated diddly-squat's foreskin back and forth along the length of his peter I marveled at how the knob head literally popped into view each time I pulled the foreskin back and exposed the head. It took every bit of will top executive I had to restrain from planting a big wet kiss on his glans each fourth dimension it popped into sight.

I swirled my fingertips around under the garland ridgeline, which was very salient on jak's appendage. I knew that was the country of smashing sensibility. I could tell it felt wonderful to him as his body squirmed and bucked beneath me. As I massaged that special country with one bridge player, my other mitt gently jacked the shaft.

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

"Oh Miss 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 crusade but continued to tightly hold onto the shaft of his dick. With my hired hand wrapped around the shaft that huge cockhead protruded out of my fist. It had even deepened in color from when we started. By the clock time we finished it would be shiny red. I leaned over and inhaled the smell of his cock again.

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

"Yes, and it smells terrific,"I replied as I pulled his foreskin fully back and got another whiff of his dick's pissy fragrancy."Smells and tastes are an significant component 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 smell of your snatch and it really turned me on. I can't wait to smack it again."

"You will get your chance. Don't vexation. And what's more, you will get to taste it as well and I am sure you will do it it."

By now I had drizzled some lubricant all over the head and shaft of his electronic organ. Once it was fully lubricated, I proceeded to masturbate his cock using both bridge player. With one hand I wrapped my fingers around that huge knob head word and massaged it while my other hand jacked the slippery shaft. I twisted and turned my hand wrapped around the head. I knew Jack wouldn't be able to defy my ministrations 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 putz motionless.

Next I let his tool flop back on his tummy and focused my attention on the frenulum, that domain on the bottom of the penis just below the head. There was a kindle seam of flesh there that was about ¾-inch long. I knew this footling ridge of tegument was a super sensitive area. I kneaded and fondled his nutsack with one helping hand while I ran the tip of two fingers up and down that rooftree of peel. I only did this for a minute or two and then stopped to establish him prison term to calm down. Then I resumed rubbing that domain. His pathetic cock was throbbing and pulsating with pleasure. I knew I couldn't hold on this up too long or the seed would be spurting onward.

I had a dish aerial of warm up weewee next to the exam mesa and if the lube on his cock and my hands started to dry out I just dipped my fingers in the water and the master tops slippery status returned. Eventually I would squirt a bit more lubricant on his dick.

Next, I decided to drop away a digit 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 lube finger searching for his entrance he spread his legs and raised his butt off the tabular array to give me the best memory access possible. He loved having my finger up his ass.

The room had one of those big commercial wall filaree and I was keeping an eye on the prison term. By now 55 proceedings had gone by since I had started masturbating and edging him. He kept crying out for a release. I was very ingrain that we had managed to go this long without him spewing seminal fluid all over himself as well as me. I didn't really give care at that full point. I just wanted to see him cum. I was really looking forward to seeing just how mighty and copious his ejaculation turned out to be. I knew it would be big.

"Are you make to cum, tar,"I asked, knowing what the answer would be. He had been ready to cum for the past 50 minutes.

"Omigod, Miss Kelly, please make me cum. I can't wait to shoot down this big load. I know it will be Brobdingnagian. Make me cum !"

With that I began pumping my finger in and out of his ass and jacking the light beam of his cock as hard and as fast as possible. My little helping hand was a blur flying up and down his prick. I also was gripping it about as tight as I could. As mistrust, it didn't take foresightful before a fountain of jism erupted from his magnificent cock. It shot straight up in the air and splattered back all over his pectus, stomach and cock…even on his second joint. And it liberally coated my manus and weapon system. Honestly I had never seen one cock spew out that much boy goo. The semen smell was overwhelming but I loved it. And the more I jacked and pumped his pecker, the Sir Thomas More ejaculate that kept spurting out. It just kept cumming and cumming just like in those bogus cumblast videos. But this was real cum, not the fake poppycock used in the TV.

I knew jackstones was experiencing the best orgasm of his aliveness. His hip bounced up and down off of the table as he fucked my fist. He was actually screaming out to me telling me to make him cum and yelling the discussion"fuck"over and over. He must take cried out"I'm cumming"about ten clock time while the seminal fluid spurted from his tool.

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

Jack was so out of breath he could barely talk."Oh misfire Kelly, that was definitely worth an hour of torture. You have given me many great orgasms but that was unbelievable. The orgasm smell just lasted forever like it was never going to stop. But sadly it did."

"All good things must get to an end,"I replied."Here, let me clean house you up."I leaned over and took his still rockhard phallus in my mouth and sucked that immense cum covered knob end. After sucking the head clean I got as much of his cock down my pharynx as possible but then had to finish cleaning off the contribution I couldn't get in my oral cavity by licking the cum off. There was so lots 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 rain shower that was adjacent to the exam room. I was able to wash off my hands and subdivision.

After he finished showering and toweling off I noticed that amazingly his hawkshaw was still about half hard. Oh, the pleasure of being a teen aged boy. I had him lay back down on the exam table and I proceeded to suck his cock. Despite the huge cumshot he just experienced I knew I could bring him off again. It only took about 15 second and another load of cum erupted, this prison term down my throat. I finished off the instant hour by stripping my clothes off and climbing up on the table with him. I straddled him and positioned my dripping wet snatch directly over his monumental opus of rock hard marrow. I grabbed his dick and directed it right into my puss. I spent the next 30 instant very slowly and gently pumping my consistency up and down on his cock. My wet slippery pussy was juiced to the max. I probably orgasmed at least six or seven clock time and finally he also came and unloaded another load of boy juice into my eager pussy.

Jack didn't see him, but I noticed his dad Robert standing in the doorway watching us as mariner's big cock flopped out of my slit, completely covered in my pussy juice with semen drooling out of that huge cockhead and running down my leg. Robert unzipped his knickers and pulled out his difficult penis and started jacking off. Amazingly it didn't take long before he reached an orgasm and spurted his cum all over the floor. He didn't make any effort to make clean up his cock, just stuffed it back in his bloomers, zipped up and slipped out the door. I wondered how I was going to get Jack out the threshold without him seeing his dad's cum all over the level. By now Jack was about half out of it from so many cum blasts that I figured I could head him around the puddle of cum and out the door. 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 intellect sucking him off. He had a cock almost as squeamish as Jack's and I loved sucking it.

Robert told me later that Jack was so loud when he came that he heard everything sea dog said and knew he was having the climax of his life. Robert said that listening to laborer's battle cry gave him a hard on and he had to derive in and see what we were doing. I had locked the threshold but Robert had a key. And once he saw what we were doing and saw Jack's big wet cock slip out of my slit, he couldn't ascendance himself and had to jack up off. He apologized for leaving a big pool of cum on the floor but I told him not to interest about it. By now all the household staff knew what was going on and I would have the housekeeper clean and jerk it up. I had cleaned up enough jism for one day.

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