Author note: Not sure who this is for, just got the idea after reading another story on here!
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You know how they say you can get anything on the Internet? Well I think it’s true!
I’m 20, just a normal, dorkish kinda guy I suppose you’d say, I’m no model and pretty shy, so I’ve not had much success with girls. I’ve made out a few times at parties and felt up some drunk girls breasts, but I’m still a virgin.
So I suppose it’s no surprise that I spend a bit, OK, a lot of time masturbating. Wanking off to porn magazines and websites. I have good imagination so I turn my ‘sessions’ into experiences in my head, imagining it’s the girl I’m looking at that I’m having sex with, not just my hand. Over time though I’ve imagined the girl is watching me wank off. She wants to see what I have before I’m worthy of entering her mouth, or pussy. I imagine she teases me about having a small cock, of how worthless I am. It’s really been turning me on for some reason.
As you might imagine, those porn sites have a ton of adverts, and one night one caught my eye.
*”Masturbation fantasies fulfilled – We help you have the best wank of your life!”*
The picture of a scantily clad your girl was next to a contact email.
I started breathing hard. Would I dare? No. Don’t be stupid. But then again… I could just see what they say?
Creating a quick throwaway email account I send my fantasy.
*“I want to wank in front of some girls, have them see me, but ignore me. Be humiliated.”*
I sent the email and wondered what the person receiving it would think. Was I just a pervert? I know lots of people have different kinks, I guess this was mine.
The next day when I checked the inbox of my new account, my breathing stopped as I saw 1 message waiting. Not knowing what to expect I opened it.
*“We can help with your request, we can provide time with 3 girls who will bring your fantasy to life!*
*Rules:*
*1. No touching, The girls will NOT touch you, and you will NOT touch them*
*2. You will follow ALL commands once the fantasy starts, there is NO safe word. Once committed you must complete the session*
*3. You must be able to masturbate for a full hour. Please ensure to practice and do not make an appointment until you are sure you can last for the full hour. You may NOT cum before the hour is up and permission is given. You may slow down or speed up at will, but CANNOT stop.*
*4. Other tasks and humiliation will be added by your hosts which MUST be obeyed.*
*Please carefully read these rules, if you wish to proceed, please complete the enclosed legal agreement and send payment as detailed below.”*
Woah. Those rules. I get the no touching, it’s not what I asked for anyway. But I must follow commands, and last a whole hour?!?
My cock was rock hard after reading the email, so I set a timer on my phone, pulled down my underwear and started wanking. No Internet, I just closed my eyes and imagined being watched, real girls watching me stroke my cock until I came.
I was so caught up that I came almost without warning. I glanced over at my phone, barely over 5 minutes.
How would I ever last an hour? I shut down the email and tried to distract myself with an action film. But my thoughts kept going back the email.
Over the next week I started practising as suggested, slowing down when I could feel my orgasm building. My stamina increased and after a week I was able to control myself so I could wank for a solid hour!
I completed the agreement and sent my payment. Within an hour I received an email with details for my ‘appointment’, the upcoming Saturday afternoon and a local address.
OMG, this was real. I was really going to wank in front of people?
The rest of week was a blur, my mind constantly thinking about what I’d agreed to. Saturday came, and I drove over to the address. My heart was pounding as I knocked on the door.
In a moment it was opened by a pretty girl, blonde hair, full lips giving me wide, welcoming smile. I couldn’t help myself as I glanced down, she was wearing a tight top stretched across her full breasts, nipples poking into the fabric, midriff exposed showing her belly button, and a pair of denim shorts
“Tom?” She asked. This was the name I was using.
“I err, yes.” I croaked out, my mouth suddenly dry.
“Come in, I’m Cherry.” I doubt that was her real name either, but I followed ‘Cherry’ into the house, mesmerised as I watched her bottom jiggle as we walked down the hallway.
She led me into a small room off the hallway.
“First time doing anything like this?” She asked pleasantly, before continuing already knowing the answer. “Just have fun, relax and enjoy it.”
I nodded, not sure I could speak.
“Now, you’ve read the rules and signed the agreement, no touching is allowed, do exactly as you’re told. This is your very last chance to back out, once you tell me you’re ready that’s it. You will do as we say.”
I saw her look down at the bulge in my jeans, I was already pretty hard, but the nerves had prevented my full erection for the moment.
“Ready?” Cherry asked.
I nodded. “Yes.”
The smile left Cherry’s face as my fantasy came to live.
“Strip, slave.” Commanded Cherry in a stern voice.
My mouth opened silently as I froze.
“NOW slave!” Cherry commanded, and I began to strip off as she watched me.
“My friends will be here in a moment, we’re having a party and you are our slave. You will do as you are told without question whilst we enjoy ourselves.” Cherry watched as I stripped until I stood in front of her, only wearing my underpants, which did nothing to hide my now almost full erection.
Cherry raised an eyebrow and sneered at me. “I said strip, that means everything, I want you naked.”
I pulled down my underwear and let them drop to the floor, my cock sprung free and I stood naked in front of the first girl to see me like this. My hands started to move forward to cover myself.
“Not yet slave, when I tell you. Mmmm, not the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. I guess it will have to do. Follow me.”
Cherry left the room and I followed her, naked, my cock stood hard in front of me as she led me into another room.
It was a large living room, a couch in front of window, an empty space before it. It was bright with the afternoon sun shining in. The window looked out onto a garden that had a hedge between it and the road beyond, if anyone looked over the hedge they would see me standing there nude. I’d expected a dark room, not this, I was totally exposed, my nakedness obvious in the sunshine.
“Kneel here.” Commanded Cherry pointing to the rug in the middle of the room. “Legs wide apart, as far as they go, and keep your cock forward at all times.”
I felt my cheeks redden as I did as I was told. My cock and balls on show for her to see.
“Head down, hands by sides. Look at that little cock of yours until we begin. I hope you won’t disappoint us.”
I did as I was commanded, looking down at my cock, seeing it twitch in anticipation.
The doorbell rang and Cherry left me without a word. I could hear girls voices, laughter and the door to the room opening.
“Come in girls, don’t mind my new slave there, make yourself comfy.”
I hear giggling and saw two pairs of feet as the new arrivals sat on the couch in front of me, with an unobstructed view of my cock.
“All right slave, you can lookup now, and begin wanking that cock of yours.”
I looked up to see the new arrivals, both young girls around my age if I had to guess. One was wearing a yellow summer dress, it had a low cleavage that gave a hint of her small but round breasts, white summer shoes on her feet. The other wore a t-shirt over what appeared to be a large pair of tits, jeans and trainers.
“She said start wanking slave!” Giggled the girl in the dress leaning forward.
I took hold of my cock and started wanking, my face hot with embarrassment, my heart pounding as my fantasy started to come true.
Cherry came into view and put a kitchen timer on a small table next to the couch, as well as an empty glass.
“Don’t you dare cum before the hour is up. We’re going to have a little lingerie party now slave.”
What! My mind raced, they were going to try on sexy underwear whilst I wanked!!! I wasn’t sure what to do, but there was a click and I saw the girl in the t-shirt take a photo of me naked, cock in hand, wanking away!
“Clementine will post that picture on the internet if you can’t last the hour slave. C’mon Peach, help me pick out the first outfits to try.”
Cherry and the girl in the dress, Peach, left the room. Clementine played with her phone, ignoring me as I stroked my now rock hard cock. I tried to slow my breathing as I’d practiced, stroking my cock up and down. Would they really post that pic of me?
The two girls came back into the room, glass clinked as Cherry poured out 3 glasses of some sparking wine. She did not offer me any as I continued to wank, my eyes wide as I looked at the 2 girls now wearing sexy lace underwear. Cherry was wearing sheer stockings and white underwear, the bra of which barely held in her breasts. The panties tight against her so I could make out the slit of her pussy.
Peach was in black underwear, wearing a push up bra that showed of the best of her tits, her bum exposed as she twirled before everyone.
I could feel my cock twitch at the sight, my heart rate soaring and I had to slow my strokes along my rod.
“Hold this slave, and do NOT spill any!” Cherry thrust the bottle of wine before me and I took it in my freehand, holding it at head height where Cherry had held the bottle, whilst I continued to wank away.
The girls started admiring the lingerie, and after a short pause Clementine left and returned a few minutes later wearing a set of red lacy lingerie. The set was so sheer that I could see her tits and nipples through it, and looking down I could make out the gash of her cunt.
“I want to keep my panties safe.” Said Clementine, “Slave, open you mouth.”
I’m not sure if my mouth opened in surprise or at the command of Clementine, but I suddenly had her panties shoved into mouth. I could feel a wetness on them, there was the smell and taste of a woman in mouth as I tasted my first pussy via her panties.
The girls giggled as they stood in front of me in their lingerie, knelt there naked before them, one hand wanking my cock which was as hard as it had ever been, holding a bottle of wine in my other hand, and a pair of panties in mouth.
They admired and touched each other in front of me as I wanked my cock, torn between watching them touch each others breasts and trying not to cum too soon. The girls ignored me as they continued, trying on new outfits. Occasionally taking the bottle from my hand to fill their glasses, before placing it back without a word, as if I was just a piece of furniture.
I’m not sure how I managed not to cum, my body was aching in pain and pleasure in equal parts. Pain at remaining in the same position, my hand holding the bottle dutifully for the 3 girls in front of me. Pleasure from my hand pumping my cock for so long, lusting at the semi naked girls before me, and the taste and smell of Clementines pussy soaked panties in my mouth.
It was a surprise when the kitchen timer chirped, and suddenly the girls were looking at my cock.
“Hmm, looks like slave has managed to last after all.” Said Cherry. “Shall we let his little cock finally cum?”
The girls all giggled. “I want to see his cock cum!” Said Peach.
“OK slave.” Cherry reached for the empty glass next to her, stood up so her pussy was just in front of my face and she replaced the bottle with the glass.
“Make that cock cum for us, show us how you wank it, pretending it’s in one of our holes.”
My face went hot again at her words, but I picked up the pace, needing that release after so long.
“Cum into the glass slave so we can see your sticky load. Don’t get any on my rug.”
I groaned and closed my eyes as I pumped my cock hard before the 3 girls watching me, feeling my balls tighten before I spurted the first of my cum into the glass. The girls cheered as I came, the spurts slowing as I milked the best orgasm of my life into the glass.
I stopped, feeling the ache of my arm, but just trying to get enough air around the panties in my mouth as I relished the most intense moment I’d ever experienced.
“One last thing slave.” I opened my eyes to see Clementine pointing her phone at me. “You can keep my panties, and I won’t share this video of you cumming, if you drink that glass of cum.”
I looked at the glass holding my warm cum. She wanted me to do what?
“C’mon slave, I bet you’d want me to swallow it if you came in my mouth, wouldn’t you?” Peach looked at me, licking her lips suggestively.
I’d thought about it of course, that is a girl swallowing my cum after a blow job, but I’d never thought I’d have to try some, even if it was my own.
“You agreed to the rules!” Cherry reminded me sternly.
I took the panties from my mouth, and lifted the glass to my lips. I could smell my cum. Trying not to think about it I poured it into my mouth and swallowed my warm, slightly salty, cum.
The girls cheered.
“Wait there till I get back.” Cherry said as the chatting and laughing girls left the room.
Unsure if I was allowed to relax or not, I remained keeling, my cock now soft, and I thought back over the last hour.
Cherry came back wearing her clothes, and brought mine too. She passed them to me and began filling her glass which she the offered it to me as I started to dress.
“Well? Did you enjoy that?”
I drank deeply before responding.
“Yeah! It was great! Thank you.”
Cherry smiled and tilted her head.
Pulling on my jeans I suddenly burst out, “Am I weird? Why did I enjoy that?”
Cherry shook her head and frowned. “Naw, everyone masturbates. In fact…” Cherry went over to some drawers and pulled out a card which she handed to me.
“I like being watched too, check out my website and next time, I’ll masturbate for you!”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fq5dj8/my_afternoom_as_a_slave_masturbation_mfff
Love this!!