But this time, when you feel your orgasm starting, I want you to stop masturbating. OK?”“OK, I will try.”So after a bit of rest I had him start ...asturbating a second time. I also timed this with my stopwatch. I reminded him that when he first detected an orgasm approaching, I wanted him to tell me out loud and also to stop masturbating. This time it took a bit longer but still way too soon. After about two minutes he yelled out “I’m cumming!” but instead of stopping, he kept masturbating. And. This was the second time I had seen a women’s pussy and my cock was so full it was hurting. She dropped her dress and held out her hand. I was a slave. I took her hand and she led me into the bedroom where she pulled her dress up over her head and except for her shoes she stood naked, no bra and, of course, no panties. I looked at her and she said. “i’ve never done this before! Don’t worry, I will help you and we will have lots of fun. Take off you clothes and sit down my on the side of the bed. I took it in my mouth with great enthusiasm. I sucked and licked and fondled his balls until the first wave of hot sperm hit the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop of his suculent cum and licked him clean. I leaned back and spread my legs wide I felt his hard cock press against the lips of my dripping pussy before he sunk his cock in me balls deep. He began a fast and furious fucking motion filling me to the hilt. My body climaxed repeatedly. One last push and he shot his thick cum into. But it was in the back of my mind – especially the fact that my wife admitted getting off on it – and I kept wondering how I could take advantage of the situation.The next evening the three of us sat around the living room, having a couple of drinks, and lounging around casually. My wife Samantha was wearing her comfy linen shorts and a t-shirt around the house, without any bra or panties. Her hard nipples occasionally poked out through her t-shirt, and when she lifted her arms the t-shirt also.