“Uh…three…” I said, somewhat sheepishly. I had not had a lot of partners, which made this all the more intense.
“How did they react?” She continued.
“Well they all commented on it and couldn’t really believe it. They thought I was tricking them somehow. I dunno. I don’t have a lot of experience so I didn’t think much about it. I think my relationships have not lasted partly because of insecurities on their part. They all thought I would cheat since I have..uh…this.” I said pointing at myself.
“Well if it’s ok with you shall we have Donna be the fourth?” The crowd clapped and cheered. Donna continued to be transfixed by what she was doing.
“Take this Donna,” said Dr. Smith, handing her a small plastic spoon. “Milk some precum on to the spoon if you can.”
Donna didn’t question it, but placed the spoon under my opening and squeezed my cock head, emptying a whole spoonful.
“Now taste it!” Ordered Dr. Smith.
“I can’t!” Donna stammered. “I just…”
“Go ahead Donna,” reassured Dr. Smith, with the crowd shouting encouragement as well. I glanced over at the couch and saw three hungry faces.
Donna looked at the spoonful of my clear nectar before slowly bringing it to her mouth. She put just the very front of the spoon inside her mouth, bringing a little juice in contact with her lips, which she then licked. Everyone was silent now, watching intently.
Donna’s eyes opened wide. She covered her mouth with her hand, still holding the spoonful of precum in the other. For a moment I thought she was going to throw up. But then she uncovered her mouth and fed herself the spoonful, closing her eyes and swirling her tongue around her mouth and lips. Her other hand went to her chest. Her cheeks flushed. She opened her eyes again and gazed at my cock head and then up at me. Her facial expression had totally changed, and was now hungry and obviously aroused. It was intense!
“Oh shit!” She said, to laughs from the crowd. “That’s crazy! It truly tastes like juice! Like pineapple juice! Oh! And it’s…it’s like a drug! I feel warm inside…and turned on! I’m pulsating down there. What the heck?”
“That must be the oxytocin,” said Dr. Smith, who also had a look on her face like she wanted to eat me alive. “Very interesting! You know your husband’s precum also contains oxytocin. Not as much, but some.”
“Let’s give Donna a round of applause,” said Rachel. Donna stepped back to join the others.
“Does anyone else want to try some?” Rachel asked, before sheepishly putting her own hand up. Everyone laughed, including Dr. Smith, who also put her hand up. The monitors showed the camera panning over to the couch, to show all 3 guests doing the same with embarrassed looks on their faces.
I couldn’t believe this. I was hard as a rock, totally exposed in front of a crowd of horny women. Dozens of women wanted to taste me. My head was spinning and my balls were aching. Precum continued to flow down my shaft, dripping from my balls to the floor, where there was now a small puddle. I took a swig from my hydration bottle. Dr. Smith asked for more spoons. This was seriously going to happen!
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