Masturbating for Alex’s Friends

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She slowly unbuttoned her sleeveless blouse as I slowly slid the towel off my lap. When it was unbuttoned she continued to her shorts, unsnapping and unzipping them. She turned around and pushed her shorts down, bending all the way over as she stepped out of them. She wore a pair of skimpy panties over her very tiny ass. She looked back at me as she was bent over and smiled. She then walked over to the pool table and slipped off her shirt then her bra with her back to me. She held her shirt over her tits as she came back to my chair. She looked at my hand stroking my cock and mimicked my movements as she rubbed her tits up and down through her shirt. She had one of her tiny boobs in each hand as she rubbed her nipples. Her pussy was very close to the chair and I could smell her sex. She smelled awesome. We continued our stroking until I had to quit before I came all over the place.

“Why did you quit?” she snickered at me. “It was just getting fun.” She then tossed her blouse on the end table revealing her tiny tits with eraser ends that were about a quarter inch long and hard as a rock.

“The show would have been over if I hadn’t quit.”

“Is this going to work?” she said as she sat on the arm of the recliner and swung her legs to rest between my legs.

“That will work just fine,” I said as I slowly played with my prick. “You can still play with your titties. The nipples look like they need a little attention.”

“I don’t have much for titties, but my nipples are really sensitive,” she said as she started playing with them. She was looking at my cock as she pinched her nipples and let out a slow groan.

“Can you make yourself come just by pinching your nipples?”

“I might have to rub my clit a little, but I really need to come.”

“Finger yourself and give me a taste.”

She slid a hand down into her panties and rubbed on her clit furiously. I could tell she was getting very close as she really pinched hard on her nipples. She was still focusing on my cock as I moved my hand away to keep from coming. She started to lean back and I moved my arm around her so she would fall. This allowed me to get a feel of one of her tits as I pinched her nipple. This sent her over the edge and she closed her eyes and pressed her hips tightly together. I continued to rub her nipple between my fingers until she gently pushed my hand away.

“You better get back to your show,” she said as she slid one of her feet up over my throbbing member. She brought it back down, pushing my dick forward. As her foot slid off the front it sprang back up with a force that almost had me coming. She withdrew her hand form her panties and presented me with her slick finger. I eagerly sucked all her juices off before she stood up and moved to the couch. She lay on her side on the couch with her top leg bent at the knee opening herself for me. Her panties were soaking and I almost shot my load without even touching myself.

“If I even think about jerking off, I will come. You are so damn sexy. Is Dan going to get laid tonight when you get home?”

“I’m calling ahead to make sure he has the kids in bed so I can fuck his brains out when I walk in the door.” Just then the alarm sounded ending our session. “I’ll see you in 15 minutes,” she said as she slipped on her shorts and shirt. “That was fun, and I feel much better.”

I covered myself waiting for the final voyeur, my sister-in-law. Jane is my wife’s oldest sister, but I have always had the hots for her. We visited them for a couple of weeks in Georgia shortly after we were married. There were a couple of days when her husband was at work and the girls were out shopping that I nosed around the house a little bit. Out in the garage I found a box with some porn and some letters. Although there weren’t any pictures of her as I had hoped, there were a couple of letters from an apparent contact they had made through a swap magazine. I don’t know if they ever matched up, but the letters indicated they were certainly interested in the scene. I have never told my wife about this, but it has always been in the back of my mind. Her husband is in his sixties and has had a couple of heart attacks, so I’m not sure how active her sex life has been.

“I see where all the bras are now,” Jane said as she passed the pool table. “It looks like the 60’s upstairs with all the swinging boobs.

“I only need one more to reach my goal.”

“We’ll have to see about that. So where is my envelope? Nobody would tell what their consequences were so I’m still in suspense.”

“How about we not open it and you can just take my word for it.”

“I have a feeling that wouldn’t be fair,” she said as she picked up the envelope and took the sheet of paper from it. “I guess I am the winner.”

“Or the loser. You can still leave your bra when you leave.”

She took off her t-shirt, revealing her white bra that didn’t show any nipple as it was a little too thick. She then reached for the timer as I removed the towel. My prick had started to lose some of its rigidity during the intermission, but it was hardening as she focused her stare. I poured some lube onto my hand and began my stimulation. I know this was my last show before I could actually come. For the most part I just looked her in the eyes as I stroked myself. She stared intently at my hand as it moved up and down.

“Are you wet?” I asked.

“Very,” she said.

“Everyone else has dipped a finger in and given me a taste.”

“If I dip a finger in I may not be able to take it out.”

“So leave it in and make yourself come.”

“That will probably happen when I go to bed tonight.”

“Do you do that often?”

“It’s been pretty frequent since Rob’s heart attacks. He can’t use Viagra and things don’t pop up like they used to. He has bought me a few toys in the past couple of years that help, and he enjoys watching me masturbate.” The alarm started to beep and I quit stroking.

As Jane got up and picked up her shirt I pleaded with her, “One little taste to compare with the others?” She unsnapped her jeans and pushed her hand into her crotch. She held it to my mouth as I savored the aroma and taste. As she approached the pool table she reached behind her and undid her bra. She laid it on the table and slipped her t-shirt back on. “See you in a couple of minutes.”

I could here the girls giggling and pouring more wine and it seemed like forever before I heard the footsteps on the stairs. I had not bothered to cover myself as they had all seem the merchandise.

“We have a plan,” my wife said as they made their way into the room. “move the recliner to the center of the room and we will stand around you. We will then take turns flashing our boobs for 3 seconds at a time. The one slashing when you come is the winner. We don’t know what she wins, but she is the winner. Now move your chair.” I got up to move the recliners and was lent a hand by a couple of the ladies. They picked their spots by drawing numbers and we were ready to go. Tera was at the foot of the chair and was the first to flash. Steph was on my right side at the end of the chair. Alex was near my head on the right. Across from her was her sister Jane. Bev was across from Steph. They counted in unison, “One thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three,” followed by a very brief pause. Tera pulled up her shirt and turned red as the counting started. I stroked with their count, holding on very loosely to make it last. Steph flicked her nipples as she exposed herself. It seemed like each time around the women would get a little bolder. I had not seen either Tera’s or Jane’s boobs the first go around so I was more intrigued with their first showing.

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