My full time job is as a female medical assistant to a leading urologist in a major city. I sought out a career in this field mainly due to my fascination with penis. One of my affected 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 of the Church felt he was in demand of some sex educational activity. Preferably hands-on sex education, which is why he hired me. The father, Robert, is extremely wealthy and paid me a ridiculous measure of money for two 2-hour classes a calendar week at his home.

I was connecting with Robert's son Jack for our fifth encounter. I had a peculiar subprogram that I wanted to establish him. It was more than of a training school term actually. I planned on teaching him the fine art of edging. I would give him a training deterrent example in right edging and then in the time to come he could perform it himself. Jack was waiting for me in the examination elbow room that his father had set up in their large rest home specifically as a place where I could hold my twice-weekly two-hour sessions with Jack.

For those readers not familiar spirit with edging it's the pattern where the member is stimulated by masturbation right hand to the pointedness of climax, and then stopped before ejaculation. Tthe onanism operation is halted until the immediate urge to ejaculate walk. Once that occurs, masturbation of the penis is resumed until the urge returns and then it is stopped again. This procedure can be repeated over and over as many meter as is possible without actually cumming.

The process has a two-fold purpose. One, the repeated prolonged masturbation of the penis look wonderful to the person being masturbated. Two, once climax is finally permitted, the mass of semen that is ejaculated is much greater than usual and the military group with which it is spurted out can leave in some very impressive cumshots. And scoop of all, the sexual climax itself will be unbelievably pleasurable. It can be various monastic order of magnitude cracking than an ordinary sexual climax.

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

As I walked into the exam room, Jack was sitting on the test table completely nude. And as usual he already had a very impressive erection. His large penis jutted straight up from between his leg with his very spectacular glans on display. I found Jack's phallus to be unusually appealing. I have seen a swell many cocks in my stemma of study but I can honestly say that looking at Edward Young Jack's penis really got my juice flowing.

"well, Jack, it looks like you have started the company without me,"I said.

"I hope it's ok young woman Kelly. I know that our session always have me undressed so I thought I would save sentence and be gear up for when you arrived,"Jack-tar replied.

He was right of course. But I have to admit that I was a bit disappointed that he was already hard. I was hoping that at one of these sessions he would be totally soft and I could enjoy massaging his cock in the flaccid province and bringing his magnificent penis to a fully erect experimental condition. Having done that to hundreds of pecker in my profession I got an extra thrill with the unconscious process of taking a soft cock to full callousness. Of course since Jack-tar was only 16 years old, just his prevision of what was to take position in one of our Sessions would take in his untried rooster rock 'n' roll hard in seconds all on its own. The chance of me ever even seeing it easy were slenderize. Even after jacking or sucking him to orgasm, his dick never seemed to totally puncture.

"Don't worry about it jackass. 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 place the entire low gear hr of our session to this exercise. I will take in you lay back and I will begin masturbating your vertical penis. However, when you feel like you are about to cum, I will lay off and let you catch one's breath. After a minute or so I will resume masturbating you and again, once you are close, we will intercept. 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 whole hour jerking me off without me cumming ?"

"That's correct. I have a very soundly sense when a man is about to cum while I am masturbating him. But young boys like yourself can be very promptly on the gun trigger so I will want your help in having me stop in time. The event of this procedure is at the end of the hour when I bring you to full orgasm, it will be the most intense and pleasurable sexual climax you have ever experienced. You will also bear the most telling cumshot ever, both in volume and distance. A huge amount of cum will spirt from your phallus and it will likely fool away halfway across the room."

"Wow,"shit exclaimed."That sounds wondrous. I love it when you jack my cock. You really know how to form it palpate so good. I can't even think you doing me for a totally hour. I hope I can control 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 steer of my fingers and gently massaged the Brobdingnagian knob end of his rooster. I was literally obsessed with this boy's putz. I stared at it, unable to take my optic off of it. As I continued to massage the head, I was mesmerized by the tightness of the skin on the heading of his engorged member. I have always been fascinated by how cockheads had an almost satiny body to the skin on the glans and also how it had a deep purpleness colouration making the head of Jack's tool rack out even Sir Thomas More than it did due its sheer size. I leaned over and placed my nose directly above the heading of his rooster. I inhaled deeply and took in the slightly pissy odour that emanated from his penis. I loved that olfactory sensation. As I rolled his foreskin back and forth his penis continued to give off that sexy fragrance that made my kitty-cat thrill.

I was very tempted to contract his cockhead in my oral fissure and see if it tasted as wonderful as it smelled. I remember the first time I took a freshly washed penis in my mouth and was both surprised and disappointed that it had no perceptiveness whatsoever. I have since learned that an unwashed putz has a slightly tangy taste perception to it that I have learned to love. I am for certain Jack's would have had had a capital flavor but I was committed that this session be devoted to manual arousal only. We would have got a second time of day where I could suck in his cock to another orgasm or two. In fact I would make it a percentage point after he reached orgasm as a result of the edging sitting to make sure that plenty of semen coated his cock so I could soak up 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 diddlysquat's cock. One reason was its rigor. I had handled a great many erect dick in my day but I am certain that Jack achieved a story of ruggedness that no other prick I had ever stroked came even close to. It was so plastered that if I pulled down on it, it barely moved. It was my job to provide a grade of input over the side by side hour that would keep it in that state 100 % of the time.

As I manipulated shit's foreskin back and forth along the distance of his shaft 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 business leader I had to keep from planting a big wet buss on his glans each time it popped into view.

I swirled my fingertips around under the coronal ridgepole, which was very large on Jack-tar's extremity. I knew that was the country of greatest sensitivity. I could tell it felt wonderful to him as his body squirmed and bucked beneath me. As I massaged that limited area with one paw, my other hand gently jacked the shaft.

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

"Oh Miss Kelly, it feels so howling I don't want you to end, 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 rooster. With my hand wrapped around the shaft that huge cockhead protruded out of my fist. It had even deepened in colouring material from when we started. By the prison term we finished it would be vivid red. I leaned over and inhaled the olfactory property of his cock again.

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

"Yes, and it smells tremendous,"I replied as I pulled his foreskin fully back and got another whiff of his peter's pissy perfume."Smells and tastes are an important part of sex as you will learn."

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

"You will get your chance. Don't worry. And what's more, you will get to try it as well and I am sure you will enjoy 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 masturbate his putz using both hands. With one helping hand I wrapped my finger around that Brobdingnagian knob head and massaged it while my other helping hand jacked the slippery dig. I twisted and turned my script wrapped around the head. I knew diddley wouldn't be able to withstand 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 peter motionless.

Next I let his shaft flop back on his stomach and focused my aid on the frenulum, that area on the underside of the member just below the head. There was a lift crease of flesh there that was about ¾-inch hanker. I knew this picayune ridge of skin was a super tender area. I kneaded and fondled his nutsack with one hand while I ran the tips of two fingers up and down that ridge of tegument. I only did this for a minute or two and then stopped to give him time to cool off down. Then I resumed rubbing that area. His poor putz was throbbing and pulsating with delight. I knew I couldn't keep this up too long or the come would be spurting onward.

I had a dish antenna of quick water supply next to the exam table and if the lube on his cock and my script started to dry out I just dipped my fingers in the pee and the archetype passing slippery condition returned. Eventually I would squirt a bit more lubricant on his peter.

Next, I decided to slip a finger up his anus and fingerfuck his butthole. I had to be very careful with this tactical maneuver because it could easily get him to ejaculate all over the place. When he felt my lubricate finger's breadth searching for his entryway he spread his stage and raised his can off the mesa to give me the easily approach possible. He loved having my finger up his ass.

The room had one of those big commercial wall clocks 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 affect that we had managed to go this long without him spewing semen all over himself as well as me. I didn't really like at that pointedness. I just wanted to see him cum. I was really looking forward to seeing just how mighty and twisty his interjection turned out to be. I knew it would be big.

"Are you ready to cum, sea dog,"I asked, knowing what the answer would be. He had been ready to cum for the retiring 50 arcminute.

"Omigod, young lady Kelly, please clear me cum. I can't wait to snap this big burden. I know it will be vast. stimulate me cum !"

With that I began pumping my finger in and out of his ass and jacking the shaft of his cock as hard and as fast as possible. My little hired hand was a blur flying up and down his shit. I also was gripping it about as cockeyed as I could. As suspected, it didn't take foresighted before a fountain of jism erupted from his magnificent cock. It shot straight up in the air and splattered back all over his chest, stomach and cock…even on his thigh. And it liberally coated my custody and arms. Honestly I had never seen one peter spew out that much boy goo. The come smell was overwhelming but I loved it. And the more I jacked and pumped his dick, the more seminal fluid that kept spurting out. It just kept cumming and cumming just like in those pretender cumblast videos. But this was real cum, not the fake hooey used in the TV.

I knew jackass was experiencing the trump coming of his life. His hips bounced up and down off of the table as he fucked my clenched fist. He was actually screaming out to me telling me to make him cum and yelling the give-and-take"fuck"over and over. He must get cried out"I'm cumming"about ten fourth dimension while the semen spurted from his shaft.

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

Jack was so out of breathing time he could barely peach."Oh Miss Weary Willie, that was definitely Charles Frederick Worth an hour of torture. You have given me many great orgasms but that was unbelievable. The orgasm feeling just lasted forever like it was never going to give up. But sadly it did."

"All good affair must total to an end,"I replied."Here, let me strip you up."I leaned over and took his still rockhard member in my mouth and sucked that huge cum covered boss end. After sucking the school principal clean I got as practically of his putz down my pharynx as possible but then had to finish cleaning off the division 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 William Christopher Handy just for this purpose and wiped as practically off as I could. Finally I gave up and told him to step into the shower that was conterminous to the exam way. I was able to wash off my hands and coat of arms.

After he finished showering and toweling off I noticed that amazingly his dick was still about half hard. Oh, the joy of being a teenager aged boy. I had him lay back down on the test table and I proceeded to draw his cock. Despite the huge cumshot he just experienced I knew I could get him off again. It only took about 15 minutes and another load of cum erupted, this clock time down my pharynx. I finished off the second 60 minutes by stripping my dress off and climbing up on the tabular array with him. I straddled him and positioned my dripping wet pussy directly over his massive piece of rock candy hard meat. I grabbed his dick and directed it right into my twat. I spent the adjacent 30 minute of arc very slowly and gently pumping my eubstance up and down on his cock. My wet slippery pussy was juiced to the max. I probably orgasmed at to the lowest degree six or seven times and finally he also came and unloaded another warhead of boy juice into my eager pussy.

Jack didn't see him, but I noticed his dad Henry M. Robert standing in the door watching us as diddly-shit's big cock flopped out of my pussy, completely covered in my purulent juice with semen drooling out of that immense cockhead and running down my leg. Robert unzipped his gasp and pulled out his laborious penis and started jacking off. Amazingly it didn't take long before he reached an coming and spurted his cum all over the level. He didn't make any attempt to clean up his tool, just stuffed it back in his trouser, zipped up and slipped out the threshold. I wondered how I was going to get Jack out the room access without him seeing his dad's cum all over the floor. By now Jack was about half out of it from so many cum fire that I figured I could channelise 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 bear after I finished my session with his boy. I really didn't mind sucking him off. He had a putz almost as squeamish as jackfruit's and I loved sucking it.

Robert told me later that diddlyshit was so meretricious when he came that he heard everything jackfruit said and knew he was having the orgasm of his spirit. Robert said that listening to jackass's yell gave him a hard on and he had to come in 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 labourer's big wet cock slip out of my pussy, he couldn't control himself and had to jack off. He apologized for leaving a big puddle of cum on the level but I told him not to worry about it. By now all the household staff knew what was going on and I would let the housekeeper clean it up. I had cleaned up enough jism for one day.

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