“I’ve also had a few women ask me if you were available for ‘private’ sessions today? They are more than happy to pay you extra for these services. However, after your delightful performance just now, I wasn’t sure what to tell them?” She coquettishly whispered to me.
After all the attention I had been enjoying from the passing parade of avaricious women, my erotic reserves were returning. I told her, I should be OK. “How many requests are there?” I queried. “At the moment, three of my guests have approached me,” she said apologetically. “Is that OK?”
I mentioned my fee for ‘extras’ at these parties but explained that I wasn’t too sure how effective my ejaculation trick would be after having blown my wad inside Patty. However, if she’d like to announce my availability for private sessions, I’d be happy to satisfy intimate requests first and then perform the ejaculation showpiece to the best of my abilities to complete the entertainment for the day.
Robyn seemed excited with my compliance and immediately took the ‘stage’ and asked for quiet. Everyone by now was sitting or standing around. Most were either still naked or had a towel wrapped around them. It was a delightful warm sunny day and there were still copious amounts of champagne being consumed while women excitedly chatted amongst themselves.
As calm was restored, Robyn announced… “Attention, everyone, I’d first like us all to show our appreciation for Michael here for being such a great sport and entertaining us today…three cheers!” At this the crowd complied and three cheers for me rang around the pool surrounds. I gave a showy bow and salute to the sea of smiling female faces before me. As I looked around I became aware how spectacularly arousing this group of naked women appealed to me. They were all having a great time and were genuinely appreciating my contribution to their entertainment and it showed on their faces.
“Michael has agreed to perform some special skills with his cock later today and I’ve been told it is quite spectacular and very arousing.” Robyn continued. There were a few loud cheers from the sections of the group who obviously knew of these ‘tricks’ and were keen to see them again.
She concluded her speech with, “But first for those ladies who have requested special services with Michael, he has kindly agreed to spoil you each first and I’ll organize this with you shortly. If anyone else would like to enjoy this service, please see me as soon as possible. However, for now please enjoy the wine and the pool and this wonderful day.”
CHAPTER 52
Please Cum Again
As Robyn melded back into the crowd, I grabbed a champagne and wandered off to chat with the guests. I approached a couple of the women nearest me and smiled and started chatting. However, a few others gathered around me and soon I was encircled by a giggling group of lovely naked women. I was asked many questions about my work, how, when and why I did it and whether I enjoyed it.
My senses were again reeling as women began to edge ever closer to me, pressing their boobs and naked bodies against mine as the conversation and laughter and champagne flowed. As the conversations continued, a woman would take one of my hands and guide it to her quim. I’d tease her clit while she teased my cock and we’d chat, smile and continue to drink. This ‘greeting’ continued till another smiling face would come along and guide me to her quim.
As the mood became more familiar, I’d invariably be greeted by a guest spread-eagled on her chair with a sassy request to ‘sup at her cup’. I have always enjoyed comparing flavorsome fannies. The wide variations in tastes and aromas in women constantly intrigued me. Often a horny honey would pour some champagne over her fanny and I’d be invited to taste-test her ‘fine feminine wine’. Some ladies would demand a reciprocated offer to taste test my man-meat. This always drew a gathering of cat-callers and eager assistants.
About thirty minutes passed by the time Robyn came back and ‘rescued’ me from the encircling women. “Your first private sessions are waiting Michael. Your list has grown so I hope you don’t mind. I’ve prepared one of the bedrooms for you. Do you mind if anyone else watches?” I had no objections to spectators, as this was my business. Also, I had been well taught in the finer arts of fucking by my harem ‘sisters’ and extensively conditioned, from an early age, to expose every aspect of my sexuality for the edification of both inquisitive and hedonistic females.
The ‘special’ bedroom was amazing. It was a huge room with an equally large revolving circular bed and large ceiling mirrors. The room overlooked the pool area and the canals and had huge sliding doors that were now fully open to this vista.
There were six women sitting on the edge of the bed. As I entered they took me by the hands and gathered around me. I asked who would like to be pleasured first and one woman laid back on the bed. The others then encircled the bed. There was an almost religiosity to their movements and they had obviously previously agreed to the order of service.
I was a bit unnerved by their formality. However, I’d been in stranger situations before and hopped up on the bed and began gently stroking my first naked cohort. My usual technique in these situations was to begin with a gentle all over stimulation of a woman’s body gradually centering on stimulation toward her yoni. I’d then concentrate my attention solely on her yoni and gradually begin an internal massage. Once she was fully lubricated and responding, I’d mount her and gently begin arousing her with penile penetration while continuing clitoral stimulation.
This was going well with ‘Ms Number One’ – her name I can’t remember. However, I’d always personalize this intimacy by chatting to her and use her name. I asked her what Robyn had mentioned about the fee. She surprised me by saying that Robyn was paying for all of them!!!
As our fucking continued I noticed more and more women were gathering to watch from the pool doors. Soon it seemed the whole party of women had filled the room and were casually watching and enjoying our shared fun, while they continued to drink. Again, I had no problems with an audience, but I did ask Ms Number One, if she was comfortable. By this stage she was almost ready to cum and didn’t seem to care either.
Due to time restraints each woman was only able to enjoy the single orgasm and when they’d cum and recovered, they’d dutifully get up to allow the next women to take her place on the bed. It was all very civilized and slightly eerie.
After about twenty minutes Ms Number One had been replaced by Ms Number Two and so on for the next hour or so. The parade of naked female spectators from the party continued to come and go through this time. After Ms Number Six had enjoyed her orgasm, the room began to empty and Robyn appeared to escort me on to my next performance… the climax to the day…. my climax!
As a healthy, fit and active man I had developed amazing resiliency in my sexual capacities. Despite just having fucked – and admittedly only briefly satisfied six women and having blown my bellows into Patty’s hungry cunt, I was still feeling confident of my abilities to perform another of, what was becoming, my famous ejaculation performance to please this group of very happy and horny but ‘sophisticated’ women.
My harem mistresses and associates during my teaching career had introduced me to what was possible with my projectile ejaculations and how an erotic presentation of this propensity would definitely please a female audience. Over time and trial and error, with my harem sisters’ encouragement, I had also discovered some unusual exercises involving my pelvic floor and phallic muscles to improve the distance I could achieve. I would regularly do these exercises while either peeing or before, during and after I ejaculated to increase the ejection distances of my cum. I also came to understand my body’s physical limitations and natural ejaculatory reserves.