By NAMB
Copyright 2020 by NAMB all rights reserved
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Packet 3
“What’s the matter?” Mary Ellen asked on our date that night. When it came down to it, I just couldn’t get an erection.
“I’m sorry Mary Ellen,” I said as I looked down at my limp penis. “I just don’t feel good tonight.”
“I hope it’s nothing serious.”
It was. It was the thought to putting on a condom and what that means to me now put me out of the mood.
In the early days dating Mary Ellen, before we started having sex, I
used to jerk off every time I came back from a date with her. At first
it was a matter of being horny after making out with her, but then she
really turned into a world-class cock tease. My balls were dragging so
much after being with her that I was surprised I didn’t trip over them
on the way home.
Once I started having sex with her, things changed.
“Rick, I really like having sex with you, but sometimes … how do I put this?
Sometimes, it’s over too quick. I’m just getting aroused and then you’re done.”
“I’m sorry dear, but you’re so sexy, I can’t help myself.”
“Maybe there’s a way to change that?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“Well, maybe you can get me in the mood other ways before we start.”
I still didn’t get her, so she went on, “Maybe you can … do oral sex on me.”
“I will, if you will,” I countered.
“I don’t know if I can,” she replied. “Besides, getting you all wound up that way kind of defeats the point.”
She never mentioned the words, “premature ejaculation,” but the
implication was there. I felt crushed. I also had the fear that she
would stop having sex with me.
My mind came up with a desperate plan.
“I think I can fix that problem.”
“How?”
“I could masturbate before I came over. If I do it about an hour
beforehand, I should be recovered and maybe not feel so sensitive down
there. Maybe I could last longer.”
“You would do that for me?” she asked as if masturbation were a chore.
I nodded a yes.
We skipped sex on that date and I went home to confront my sister.
-=o=-
“Cissy, I’d like to talk to you.”
“Sure, bro, what do you want?”
“It’s about those packets you have.”
“I told you you’re not getting them back until you fill every one of them for me.”
“I get it and I want to fill one for you tomorrow.”
“What?”
“Look, this isn’t going to be easy for me to say. I want you to take it
seriously. I have a problem that you can help me with but …” and here I
stalled. I could not get the words out.
I could tell Cissy was genuinely concerned, “But what, big brother? You can tell me.”
“Well, it’s about sex with Mary Ellen.”
“TMI!” she shouted.
“No, it’s not like that. Will you please listen to me?”
“OK, I’m sorry.”
“Sex with Mary Ellen is good … at least for me. The problem is that I
cum too quickly for her. She doesn’t get the same pleasure out of it
that I do. I want to make her happy.”
“Aww, that’s sweet! But what does that have to do with me?”
“Well, I decided that if I cum before I go out with her, that I could do it longer with her and she would enjoy it more.
I was thinking that we could use one of the packets to make that
happen. It’s a win-win. You get to see me cum and I pay off part of my
debt.”
My sister thought about it for a while and then said,
“It’s not exactly what I want. I want to do it when I want you to do
it, not when you decide. But OK, we’ll try it once.
Donna still gets to come over and watch and she gets to put it on you this time. I think every girl should know how to do it.
OK?”
“Yes,” I said, and I leaned over and gave her a kiss.
“You owe me,” she giggled back.
We made the necessary arrangements with Donna, and the girls watched me perform again the next day.
I got dressed and then left to go on my date.
“Good luck with Mary Ellen,” the both chirped. Damn, did my sister have to tell her friend?
Packet 4
My date with Mary Ellen went very well. The sex was good. It was not as
intense for me, but she enjoyed it and that made me feel good.
“That was fantastic,” she said, “Best we’ve ever had. You got to do the masturbation thing every time.”
This could work, I thought.
A couple of days later, I had another date with Mary Ellen. I went to
my sister and asked her if I could fill another condom for her.
“First of all, we can’t do that. Mom and dad are home.
Secondly, I decide when, where and how you use these things. You can’t
ask me at the last minute. I don’t want to cut Donna out of the deal.
She’s my friend and I share things with her.
Even if we could ‘sneak it in,’ it would be over too quickly. I like to take my time with this.
We could haven gone over to Donna’s house now … her folks aren’t home,
but since you’ve been presumptuous, I’m going over there by myself. Go
figure out what to do with your blue balls yourself. Good luck with mom
and dad and me here. I’ll rat you out in a second.”
She was right. I was taking her for granted. “I’m sorry sis. I’ll ask more politely and give you more time next time.”
“If there IS a next time,” she shot back.
She left shortly before my date with Mary Ellen. She did hang around to make sure I didn’t sneak off and relieve myself.
I got to Mary Ellen’s house and as we prepared for sex, I noticed that
she was hanging back, I said to her, “Aren’t you going to get
undressed?”
Her response was “Go ahead, honey. I have a surprise for you.”
I usually liked her surprises, so I got undressed quickly.
She walked out of the room and down the hall. I could hear her
returning. She appeared again at the door and with her were Cissy and
Donna!
The tightening sensation started in my throat and worked its way down, intensifying until my stomach was a gnarled knot.
Mary Ellen laughed. “The girls told me how they helped you prepare for
our last date. I think it would be fun to watch. I’ve never seen a boy
jerk off before.
In fact, we agreed we’d do it twice. You
were so good with me with just one ejaculation, I can’t wait to find
out how long you last when you’ve had two.
We agreed, that
this will only count for one packet. Oh yes, your sister told me all
about the deal she made with you. So the first one will be ‘out of the
bag’ for me to watch and enjoy and the second one will be ‘in the bag’
for her.
I thought it was nice that you did it the last time
for me. Now it’s going to be even more fun watching you do it and even
more fun knowing that you are doing it because us girls are making you
do it.
Us girls have got to stick together … GIRL POWER!”
Mary Ellen high-fived the other two girls.
It was embarrassing enough to have my sister see my penis. It was more
than doubly embarrassing when she invited Donna to see it and now three
girls were seeing it.
It didn’t make sense. All of these
girls have seen my penis, but I was not getting any more comfortable
being naked in front of them.
Three times the girls was much more than three times the embarrassment.
The girls, for their part, seemed to feed off each other’s enthusiasm.
Where was the line crossed? How many clothed girls and naked boys does
it take in a CFNM situation to go from Girl Power to Female Domination?
Worst of all was Mary Ellen. I was betrayed by my own girlfriend.
“Well, let’s get down to it,” Mary Ellen suggested. “Why don’t you kneel in front of the television and do it.”
“Go ahead,” my sister urged. “Mary Ellen is in charge from now on. If
you don’t do everything she tells you to do, I’ll show mom the
packets.”
What could I do? I knelt down in front of the
three girls as they sat comfortably on the couch. I started pulling on
my penis. It felt a bit funny not wearing a rubber while I was doing
this. It was the first time in weeks I did it “bareback.”
“Oh wait!” Mary Ellen exclaimed, “I have to get a picture of this!” She fetched her phone.
I wanted to object, but what would have been the point. My sister still
had tons of incriminating evidence against me. At least Mary Ellen was
my girlfriend, she wouldn’t betray me, would she?
Cissy and
Donna had already witnessed this act and took interest. Mary Ellen had
never seen a boy do this and was totally enwrapped. She watched each
stroke intently.
I closed my eyes and listened to the
tittering and giggling of the girls and continued to masturbate, fully
aware that I was the center of their attention. This made the event all
the more embarrassing but also intensified the sexual excitement within
me. I don’t think I ever got this aroused even viewing the hottest
pornography on my computer.
I shot off with an intense ejaculation. The girls gave a collective gasp before breaking out with shrieks and squeals.
I pumped my load until I was depleted.
I opened my eyes to see Mary Ellen smiling at me. “That was great.
We’re going to have to start every one of our dates like this.
I have a cousin, Kathy, she’s a year younger than me. Her dad, my
uncle, is one of those ‘born again’ types. He wants to protect his
‘little girl’ from the evils of sex.
She wouldn’t even know
what a boy looks like, if I didn’t show her some pictures. She’s very
curious about sex. Watching you masturbate would go a long way in her
education.
Also, there are going to be some other changes
around here. I’ve been wondering what it would feel like to have your
tongue on my clit. I think that would help me get in the mood for sex
better than anything else you can do.”
“Sounds gross,” Cissy said. “Come on, Donna. Let’s leave these love birds together to do their thing.”
My sex life with Mary Ellen actually improved now that she’s in charge
of it. Jerking off for her became not only tolerable, but fun. She
never seemed to lose interest in watching me do it, and coaxed me along
with encouraging words.
I had no problem recovering for
intercourse. I found that getting “up close and personal” with her
clitoris was very arousing. I actually liked the way she tasted. She
did a good job there coaching me to do it exactly the way she wanted.
Performing oral sex on her turned me on. It gave me a feeling of power.
Mary Ellen was by no means a big girl, but to know that I could bring
that body under my control with just the tip of my tongue made me feel
good. Also the way she squirmed and moaned as I committed the act was
so erotic. However, just the thought of making her feel good also
excited me.
I regretted resisting doing this before.
Mary Ellen coordinated with my sister on my masturbation schedule. If
she knew my sister had made me perform for her, she would not require
me to jerk off for her.
So I was left to masturbate,
bareback, for Mary Ellen. She obviously liked watching me do it since
she took pictures and videos of me doing it. She was turning into one
kinky bitch and I was beginning to like that.