“This sounds like so much fun,” said Monica, “I might just go home early tonight and get out the baby lotion. My Johnny just loves it when I lather him up in baby oil and slide a finger up his tight little asshole and stroke him off real slow. You should see the cum I can pull out of him like that.”
Now you’re talking girl. I’d love to see that look on your husband’s face—toes pointed, veins bulging. I love the way they lose it—all that ego squirting out of their cocks. They completely lose control. They’re so helpless.
That had me up on my toes pumping to the finish when I stumbled over the shovel leaning against the wall behind me. I lost my balance and crashed down knocking over the line of garden tools I still hadn’t put away for the winter. The rake handle snapped down and cracked me on the head.
“Arrrg!” I heard my own muffled voice and the crescendo of tools toppling over, coming right back at me through the monitor. And before I had a chance to recover I heard the comments and the thunder of footsteps across the kitchen floor and the door to the basement being pulled open.
“Is someone down there!” the fear in Darlene’s voice was evident. “If you are down there I want you to know we will call the police and ...”
“...And we have a gun, scumsucker and we know how to use it!” I knew that had to be Nikki the trashiest of the lot. And with that they all clomped down the steps to find me still on my ass in the pile of tools, my ankles tangled in my rumpled pants and stars spinning around my head.
First silence, then a few cleared throats and finally Darlene broke the frozen moment.
“Charles, you asshole! What the fuck are you doing? How long have you been down here? Are you hurt? A note of sympathy in her voice. Then spotting the monitor, “You fucking pervert! You’ve been down here listening to us all this time?”
“Why Ahhhh doooo believe the little boy was trying to help out by measuring himself for us. That’s all, Darlene.”
The laughs and teared eyes would have been contagious to me in any other circumstance but now I was so humiliated I almost cried.
“Charles, you pervert! Girls, I am so embarrassed.”
“What’s there to be embarrassed about? He’s the one sitting there in a pile of shovels and rakes with his dick still red and oozing pre-cum. Hell! you didn’t do anything...” Nikki said.
“Except present us with the surprise of the night, Darlene! The opportunity to begin our measuring and picture record for our club. Come on Darlene? What do you think? ladies?”
Next thing I knew, my pants and underwear were stripped the rest of the way off and I was ushered up stairs to the kitchen I stood surrounded by my wife and her friends. Arms folded they all smirked at me standing there exposed and humiliated in front of them.
Then the chiding started up. Nikki said, “ Darlene, you might not be a winner in our new contest judging by the size of that little shriveling thingy of his.”
“Really,” Rebecca said only to be echoed by jabs at my ego from the others.
Darlene looked at Nikki with daggers. She was furious and humiliated.
Then her expression cracked and she burst out laughing. “Jesus! Charlie, look at you! That thing looks like a little mushroom in a basket. Couldn’t you at least have stayed hard for my girlfriends?
The effects of the alcohol crept back and in a matter of seconds the girls were all laughing and having trouble catching their breath. Then Darlene recomposed herself and spoke in a voice that only I knew held many emotions.
“ Well, I guess this is just too convenient not to take advantage of. What do you know Charlie you are our lucky first hubby to get measured. . Let’s take this off. At least you can give the ladies the full show.” With that she grabbed the tail of my Pullover and whipped it up over my arms and head, leaving me totally naked in front of her friends. She took me by my ear and led me into the living room with all the girls following.
“That a boy Charlie, right there in the middle of the room for us all to see you. Better yet, Nikki, Monica, can you drag that big coffee table over here for Charlie”?
“Darlene, you can’t make me do this. Please. I am sorry. I’ll do anything but ... but this is too much.”
Darlene was unrelenting, “Charlie, Why I would think a pervy guy like you would love to expose himself to all my girlfriends. Hop up on the table, Charlie. We’ll be gentle with you besides we have a job to do and it is so fitting that you are our first. subject.”
“Ahem! Darlene, it looks like his indicator is showing signs of excitement. This is going to work out just fine. girl. You just might still have a chance at the record.”
“Nice Charlie. That’s better. Now come on step up on the table. It’ll be your little stage. Nikki take over I’ll be right back ”
“Eye Eye Captain.” She said with a salute. “Do I have permission to touch? ”
“Sure, Nikki. Anything you want.” Nikki took me by the cock, holding it like a stiff leash. She centered me on the table and held my balls in her other hand. “ Charlie, you were a bad boy snooping on us weren’t you?” Her brassy voice had dropped to a cooing and she gently pulled my cock while tickling me under my balls with her finger nails as she cradled them in her other hand. I shuffled closer to her no thought of protest.
“ Dance for us Charlie. Come on,” Someone cooed. My dick was pulsing. I saw Darlene had come back with our video camera and the Polaroid.
The girls closed in around the table and someone turned up the music. I shut my eyes and started to sway to the beat of the music. I felt hands on my pelvis. “like this Charlie, we want to see it swing back and forth with the music don’t we girls?” The hands were on me now too many to count. I was humiliated and sooo aroused. My dick got harder and it made me feel better dancing for them. Hands caressed my balls. Some one parted my legs by spreading my feet wider giving them better access to my dick and my ass and everything in between. I felt a hand snake in from behind and take my dick and my balls. Another around from the side to caress my ass. Someone touched my anis. My dick jerked up another notch. Then I felt something wet. I shut my eyes and in the blackness I saw hot orange as I felt my dick slide into something warm—hot. The tongue slathered around the head to finish in a trill of fluttering licks- another mouth and then another. Another mouth, teeth gentle as a caress.
“I think he’s as big as he’s going to get.” I heard someone say”.
“Lets have him lay down so we can get a good measurement.” Someone else said.
“Put one of the couch cushions under him,” Darlene said.
Someone else half whispered in my ear, ”Lay down on the coffee table Charlie. That’s a boy now spread your legs open and ...stroke yourself for us. Remember you’re the first and we want to get the best measure we can out of you.”
By now I didn’t even think not to do as instructed. Then I heard Darlene after what seemed like a while since I had heard her speak, “ Maybe this will help get that last fraction of an inch out of him.”
“Baby oil! I love to do it with baby oil. Give it to me.” Squealed Nikki. “It always makes my Johnny as hard as a rail”
I felt the splash of cold then the grasp of hands, I think more than two, rubbing my pelvis and stroking my shaft, massaging my balls. I couldn’t take this much more. But just when I thought they might end it all I heard Helen ask how are we going to keep it hard while we measure him.
“I have that covered.” Darlene said. “Anyone like to sample Charlie’s oral talents?”
“Hmmm, What a nice offer.” And before I had a chance to place the voice I felt her heat near my face. “That a boy Charlie. Don’t disappoint her.” And I felt the kiss of those lips on mine. And just when I thought it was time for dinner they pulled away. Then they engulfed my face again. I could feel the weight against my teeth. And I rolled my head to make better contact. I felt her clitoris, hard against my tongue. She began to undulate slowly.
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