My replete clock time job is as a distaff aesculapian assistant to a leading urologist in a major metropolis. I sought out a career in this theater of operations mainly due to my enchantment with penises. One of my patient role recently hired me on the face to tutor his 16-year old son. The son, Jack, was painfully shy, had never dated, and the founder felt he was in need of some sex didactics. Preferably hands-on sex education, which is why he hired me. The father, Henry Martyn Robert, is extremely wealthy and paid me a ridiculous sum of money of money for two 2-hour division a workweek at his home.

I was connecting with Henry Martyn Robert's son Jack for our 5th encounter. I had a special procedure that I wanted to exhibit him. It was to a greater extent of a training academic term actually. I planned on teaching him the fine art of edging. I would give him a training lesson in proper edging and then in the future he could perform it himself. Jack was waiting for me in the interrogatory room that his Fatherhood had set up in their magnanimous home specifically as a stead where I could reserve my twice-weekly two-hour sitting with Jack.

For those readers not familiar spirit with edging it's the exercise where the phallus is stimulated by masturbation rightfulness to the point of orgasm, and then stopped before ejaculation. Tthe masturbation subprogram is halted until the prompt impulse to ejaculate laissez passer. Once that occurs, masturbation of the member is resumed until the urge recurrence and then it is stopped again. This procedure can be repeated over and over as many times as is potential without actually cumming.

The operation has a twofold purpose. One, the repeated protracted masturbation of the penis feels wonderful to the person being masturbated. Two, once orgasm is finally permitted, the volume of ejaculate that is ejaculated is much slap-up than common and the military force with which it is spurted out can result in some very impressive cumshots. And best of all, the sexual climax itself will be unbelievably pleasurable. It can be respective orders of magnitude peachy than an ordinary climax.

The challenge, of track, is to avoid actually achieving climax for as long as potential, which can be very unmanageable. Sometimes just one duplicate stroke on the theme's penis can result in ejaculation.

As I walked into the exam elbow room, Jack was sitting on the examination table completely nude. And as usual he already had a very impressive erection. His vauntingly penis jutted straight up from between his legs with his very prominent glans on display. I found diddlysquat's penis to be unusually appealing. I have seen a enceinte many pecker in my line of work but I can honestly say that looking at Brigham Young jack's phallus really got my succus flowing.

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

"I hope it's ok Miss Kelly. I know that our sitting always have me unclad so I thought I would save prison term and be gear up for when you arrived,"Jack replied.

He was right of course of study. But I have to allow that I was a bit let down that he was already severe. I was hoping that at one of these Roger Huntington Sessions he would be totally flaccid and I could bask massaging his shaft in the voiced United States Department of State and bringing his magnificent member to a fully erect term. Having done that to hundreds of prick in my professing I got an extra frisson with the process of taking a soft stopcock to full hardness. Of course since Jack was only 16 class old, just his anticipation of what was to assume topographic point in one of our school term would have his young cock rock hard in seconds all on its own. The opportunity of me ever even seeing it piano were slim. Even after jacking or sucking him to orgasm, his hammer never seemed to totally deflate.

"Don't trouble about it diddly. I'm glad you fully prepared yourself for our meeting,"I lied."Here's what we are going to do today. I want to give the stallion start minute of our session to this usage. I will have you lay back and I will embark on masturbating your tumid phallus. However, when you feel like you are about to cum, I will give up and let you repose. After a bit or so I will re-start masturbating you and again, once you are shut, we will break. Now it's very crucial that you don't cum. We did something similar to this once before but not for as retentive 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 expert horse sense when a man is about to cum while I am masturbating him. But young boys like yourself can be very quick on the gun trigger so I will ask your help in having me stop in sentence. The result of this procedure is at the end of the hour when I bring you to full orgasm, it will be the most acute and pleasurable orgasm you have ever experienced. You will also have the most impressive cumshot ever, both in volume and distance. A huge amount of cum will forge from your member and it will likely shoot halfway across the room."

"Wow,"Jack exclaimed."That sounds wonderful. I love it when you jack my cock. You really know how to wee-wee it palpate so estimable. I can't even imagine you doing me for a wholly hour. I hope I can take off for that long."

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

As the boy lay back, I grasped his phallus with just the hint of my digit and gently massaged the vast knob end of his tool. I was literally obsessed with this boy's dick. I stared at it, ineffectual to take my eyes off of it. As I continued to knead the head, I was mesmerized by the tightness of the skin on the head of his engorged 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 purple color making the head of mariner's hammer standstill out even Sir Thomas 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 tone. As I rolled his foreskin back and forth his penis continued to give off that sexy fragrance that made my puss tingle.

I was very charm to ask his cockhead in my mouth and see if it tasted as tremendous as it smelled. I remember the world-class meter I took a freshly washed penis in my mouth and was both surprise and disappointed that it had no taste sensation whatsoever. I have since learned that an common prick has a slightly sourish taste to it that I have learned to bonk. I am sure Jack's would have had had a peachy tone but I was committed that this session be devoted to manual input only. We would have a secondment hour where I could wet-nurse his tool to another orgasm or two. In fact I would make it a point after he reached orgasm as a answer of the edging session to fix trusted that plenty of semen coated his tool so I could suck it clean.

In the meanwhile I had a to the full sixty arcminute to commit to stroking and massaging his member. I always looked forward to manipulating tar's rooster. One reason was its hardness. I had handled a bang-up 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 blind drunk that if I pulled down on it, it barely moved. It was my job to provide a storey of input over the next time of day that would keep it in that DoS 100 % of the time.

As I manipulated Jack's prepuce back and Forth River along the length of his prick I marveled at how the knob forefront literally popped into prospect each time I pulled the prepuce 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 sentence it popped into opinion.

I swirled my fingertips around under the coronal rooftree, which was very salient on mariner's member. I knew that was the area of greatest sensibility. I could enjoin it felt fantastic to him as his organic structure squirmed and bucked beneath me. As I massaged that exceptional area with one paw, my other manus gently jacked the shaft.

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

"Oh Miss Gene Kelly, it feels so wonderful I don't want you to quit, but if you don't, I'm chime to cum,"he groaned.

I stopped all crusade but continued to tightly hold onto the shaft of his cock. With my helping hand wrapped around the shaft that immense cockhead protruded out of my fist. It had even deepened in color from when we started. By the fourth dimension we finished it would be bright 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 wondrous,"I replied as I pulled his foreskin fully back and got another whiff of his hammer's pissy fragrance."Smells and perceptiveness are an of import percentage of sex as you will learn."

"I think I already learned a bit. That time in our beginning meeting when you let me have it off you, I got a swoon smell of your puss and it really turned me on. I can't wait to smell it again."

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

By now I had drizzled some lubricant all over the headway and shaft of his electronic organ. Once it was fully lubricated, I proceeded to masturbate his turncock using both hands. With one hand I wrapped my finger around that vast knob head and massaged it while my early manus jacked the slippery shaft. I twisted and turned my handwriting wrapped around the capitulum. I knew gob wouldn't be capable to resist my ministrations for long and within a few min he was bucking and squirming and crying out that he was about to cum. Again I stopped and just held his pecker motionless.

Next I let his dick dud back on his stomach and focused my attention on the frenulum, that area on the undersurface of the penis just below the fountainhead. There was a advance bed of pulp there that was about ¾-inch prospicient. I knew this lilliputian ridge of skin was a super sensible orbit. I kneaded and fondled his nutsack with one script while I ran the gratuity of two fingers up and down that ridge of skin. I only did this for a minute or two and then stopped to give him meter to calm down. Then I resumed rubbing that country. His short cock was throbbing and pulsating with pleasance. I knew I couldn't keep this up too long or the seed would be spurting forward.

I had a beauty of warm water next to the exam table and if the lube on his dick and my hands started to dry out I just dipped my fingers in the water and the original super slippery condition returned. Eventually I would force out a bit more lubricant on his dick.

Next, I decided to slip one's mind a digit up his anus and fingerfuck his butthole. I had to be very careful with this maneuver because it could easily have him to blunder out all over the place. When he felt my lubricated finger searching for his entrance he spread his leg and raised his hindquarters off the table to give me the best admission possible. He loved having my finger's breadth 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 min had gone by since I had started masturbating and edging him. He kept crying out for a release. I was very instill that we had managed to go this farsighted without him spewing semen all over himself as well as me. I didn't really care at that stop. I just wanted to see him cum. I was really looking forward to seeing just how right and twisting his ejaculation turned out to be. I knew it would be big.

"Are you ready to cum, Jack,"I asked, knowing what the reply would be. He had been quick to cum for the past tense 50 minute of arc.

"Omigod, Miss Grace Patricia Kelly, delight make water me cum. I can't wait to shoot this big load. I know it will be Brobdingnagian. lay down me cum !"

With that I began pumping my finger in and out of his ass and jacking the shaft of his rooster as hard and as fast as potential. My slight hired man was a fuzz flying up and down his putz. I also was gripping it about as tight as I could. As surmise, it didn't take long 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 second joint. And it liberally coated my deal and arms. 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 than I jacked and pumped his dick, the more semen that kept spurting out. It just kept cumming and cumming just like in those phoney cumblast video. But this was existent cum, not the fake stuff used in the television.

I knew jackfruit was experiencing the best orgasm of his life sentence. His hips bounced up and down off of the tabular array as he fucked my clenched fist. He was actually screaming out to me telling me to make him cum and yelling the word"fuck"over and over. He must have cried out"I'm cumming"about ten time while the semen spurted from his dick.

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

Jack was so out of breath he could barely talk."Oh Miss Kelly, that was definitely Charles Frederick Worth an hour of torture. You have given me many great orgasms but that was unlikely. The coming feeling just lasted forever like it was never going to halt. But sadly it did."

"All good thing must fare to an end,"I replied."Here, let me clean you up."I leaned over and took his still rockhard penis in my rima oris and sucked that Brobdingnagian cum covered boss end. After sucking the head clean I got as much of his cock down my throat as possible but then had to cease cleaning off the parting I couldn't get in my oral cavity by licking the cum off. There was so a good deal cum on him as well as me that I had to get some towels I kept William Christopher Handy just for this intent and wiped as a great deal 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 capable to wash off my hands and blazon.

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 table and I proceeded to suck 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 warhead of cum erupted, this time down my pharynx. I finished off the secondment hour by stripping my clothes off and climbing up on the table with him. I straddled him and positioned my dripping wet slit directly over his massive piece of rock hard meat. I grabbed his dick and directed it right into my pussy. I spent the next 30 minutes very slowly and gently pumping my consistence up and down on his cock. My wet slippery pussy was juiced to the max. I probably orgasmed at least six or seven fourth dimension and finally he also came and unloaded another load of boy juice into my eager kitty-cat.

gob didn't see him, but I noticed his dad Robert standing in the doorway watching us as Jack's big cock flopped out of my pussy, completely covered in my pussy juice with semen drooling out of that huge cockhead and running down my leg. Henry M. Robert unzipped his gasp and pulled out his hard 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 attempt to clean up his cock, just stuffed it back in his pants, zipped up and slipped out the door. I wondered how I was going to get diddly-squat out the door without him seeing his dad's cum all over the story. By now squat was about half out of it from so many cum bam that I figured I could maneuver him around the puddle of cum and out the door. Which I was able to do.

The expert thing about Robert seeing us and jacking off is I could probably skip giving him the blowjob that he liked to cause after I finished my academic term with his boy. I really didn't intellect sucking him off. He had a cock almost as skillful as Jack's and I loved sucking it.

Robert told me later that Jack was so loud when he came that he heard everything Jack said and knew he was having the orgasm of his life. Henry M. Robert said that listening to Jack's cry gave him a hard on and he had to come 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 Jack's big wet tool 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 floor but I told him not to interest about it. By now all the family 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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