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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Reader Submitted Story - The CFNM Card Game

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Dean and Anna was sitting in the pub Saturday afternoon, waiting for a couple of their friends. Dean was in a good mood, as the last week had been exceptionally good in his business, and was talking and cracking jokes all the time. Anna had only known him for about two years, but they spent a lot of time together, so she felt she knew him very well. They were both very competitive, and after spending lots of evenings playing games, you kind of get to know each others strengths and weaknesses through all the “fighting”.

She thought he was very good looking, but he was just a very good friend, and she would like to keep it that way. Nicole and Jenny soon arrived, and they spent the afternoon talking, laughing, and playing cards which Nicole brought along. As they played Dean started to throw in bets to make it more exciting, and the loser had to buy drinks for the others, tell a truth (like truth or dare), etc. As Anna won the most she was really enjoying it, and she loved to see Dean being slightly uncomfortable as she got to ask him a few personal fun questions.

Nicole and Anna had known each others for years, and they knew how to make guys embarrassed when they paired up, and this was the perfect moment. Dean had a great time with the three girls, and probably enjoying it even more, although he felt slightly intimidated at times. He had only known Jenny for a couple of months, and didn’t like to expose himself to her, and also to say, not really to the other girls either, but after all it was him who started to add the bets.

And when he won, he really got to shoot back. Him and Anna also fired each other up, and started to get more and more daring. Jenny noticed how competitive they were, and did all she could to stir it up even more. This was so much fun she thought, and she really liked him being so crazy.

Nicole won the next round and looked at Dean, smiling, saying; the question goes to the man; “when did you last look at porn on internet?” Dean blushed, he would like to say that he never did that, but his face expression revealed it already. All the girls started laughing, and he just blushed even more. Looks like you’re much into that stuff Anna said, causing them to laugh more. Ok Dean said, I guess there is no way out of this one, well I looked at it last week.

Jenny looked at him asking; “what did you look at Dean? …… and did you…..? She didn’t say more, but they all knew what she meant. There was a small pause in the conversation, before they all burst out laughing. Dean just leaned back smiling, while he was drinking the last sip of his beer.

Looks like we need another round of drinks, Nicole said, so the loser buys the next round. The loser was her this time, and she went to get the drinks. After a few more rounds and drinks, Dean said; “ok, let’s play a last daring game, and then go to Anna’s place. Are you up for that girls?” That’s fine with me said Anna. We can cook some nice food, and chill there for the evening.

What’s your suggestion for a last bet then Dean, she said? Come on, bring us something daring! Ok Dean said, I’ll give you a naked dare; “if I win, you will all be naked the whole evening, and if Anna win, I will be naked. “Oh, I’m not sure, Anna said, that is not really fair. It would be three naked girls, but only one naked guy. We need to decide on something else. What about, if you win we will all go naked plus give you a foot massage and serve you drinks all evening, but if you loose against any of us, you will go naked and do a dare for each of the girls?”

“I can’t believe you are including us in this”, Jenny said. “I don’t think I’m ready to be naked for one evening. I suggest this stays between the two of you”. “I knew you girls would chicken out”, Dean laughed, which made something stir up inside of Anna. “We are so not chickening out she said; oh come on girls, what chances does he have, it’s three against one”.

“Well, I’m in said Nicole, but only if Jenny joins us”. They both looked at Jenny who clearly wasn’t very sure about this. “Ohh, I’ve never done anything like this she said, but ok, let’s go mad tonight. I’m in”!

They all looked at each other and laughed, while they lifted their glasses for a cheers. This is soo mad, Nicole said. So are you ready Dean? Dean felt a bit nervous himself, but lifted his glass for the cheers, saying; “I’m always ready. Let’s go for it, and if anyone pulls out he or she will have to pay a grand to the others!”

They started to play the last round, and Dean could feel his heart beating, as he didn’t get the best cards. Anna looked at him and noticed it, so she smiled at him saying; How are you doing there, you look at bit nervous? I must say, I can’t wait to see you undress. Nicole and Jenny laughed a bit, although they were a bit nervous themselves. The thought of being naked for the evening, wasn’t appealing to any of them. They didn’t have to worry for too long, as the game ended after two minutes, and Dean lost against both Anna and Jenny.

This brought a lot of whistling, laughing and screaming as the girls celebrated, and people started to look over at their table. Ok, let’s keep it down girls, Anna said, let us rather bring our trophy back to my flat. I can’t wait to see it!

Dean didn’t know what to feel or say as he looked at their smiling faces, but he felt himself blushing from the thought of undressing in front of these girls. Why would he do such a stupid thing as this, he told himself, but now it was too late, and he was man for paying his debt. Ok, girls let’s go. I can’t wait to get naked, he said, winking at them.

As they reached the flat, he could feel the adrenaline building up as he got closer to the task. They all jumped down in the sofa, while Anna put on some music. Let’s get started, she said. Dean, this is soo much fun. I would never have guessed the evening would end up so perfect. And now we all get to know you a lot better, she said with a grin on her face. And girls, let’s think of some really daring dares, as I could really use a grand if he should decide to pull out. They were all laughing again, but Dean assured them that it would never happen that he pulled out!

As they all sat watching him, he started to undress while they were whistling and encouraging him. He was now down to his boxer shorts, and could almost feel his legs shaking, as in the next move they would see his penis. It was an average size circumcised penis so it wasn’t anything to be embarrassed about, but still, getting naked in front of these girls made him feel a bit uncomfortable. Why are you stopping up Nicole said, show us our trophy. He then pulled down his boxers, and stood there completely naked in, as the girls gazed at his penis.

It became a bit too much for him, so he quickly moved his hands to cover his dick. Oh, come on, that’s not allowed said Anna. Move your
hands! Just then she got a call from her friend, and she disappeared to the kitchen. When she came back, she announced that Angela and Nisha would come over, and explained that it was planned long time ago, but she had just forgotten about it. Anyway, that will just add a couple of more dares to you Dean, as the deal was that you had to do a dare for each of the girls. We didn’t say how many girls it would be, and we didn’t restrict the evening to include only us.

Dean looked a bit worried, and said, that is not fair. You can’t just keep on inviting girls to this evening. “Fair enough” said Anna, but we didn’t say that we couldn’t bring anyone either. I suggest that we just allow these two girls to come, and then we won’t invite anyone else.
Deal? Well, ok, I guess… he mumbled……. ,but the door bell broke him off before he was finished taking. Angela and NIsha arrived as they lived just around the corner, but were shocked when they saw the naked guy in the living room.

Anna didn’t tell them, and was laughing her head off when she saw their face expressions. What the heck is going on here, Nisha said. Oh, we are just having some fun with our friend Dean, Jenny said, as he lost the card game earlier today. Dean looked at them as they walked towards him, but then he couldn’t help himself and started laughing. This must be the most crazy moment I’ve had in my life he said, which broke some of the awkward atmosphere in the room.

Angela looked at him holding his hands in front of penis; shake hands or kiss, she said smiling. Dean took her hand, but also gave her a kiss on the cheek, she didn’t let go of his hand, and as Nisha approached, he gave her the other hand as she kissed him on his cheek. Now they were just standing there, holding his hands, and they were all looking at his penis. This attention was too much for him and he could feel his penis starting to grow.

Oh no, he said, this is getting embarrassing, as he pulled his hands back and covered his dick again. Well, lets start with the dares girls said Anna. Oh, you two didn’t know that of course, but he is not just naked tonight. He has also agreed to grant us one wish each, so please think of something daring. Who wants to start?

Me said Jenny; my wish is to see him dance for us! They all got themselves a drink, and got back into the sofa, and the music came on. Dean got in position in front of them again, and started to dance as good as he could. He wasn’t particularly good at it, and it became even more funny as he was naked. The girls laughed and commented as his penis followed his dance moves. Look at that thingy said Jenny, it is bouncing like mad!

Dean felt pretty stupid right now, and it wasn’t just from being naked. Who is next, Anna said as the song finished. What about you Nisha? Ok, she said, but I don’t know what to wish for yet. Dean was now standing with his hands in front of his penis again. Well, I certainly want to see more of that penis, so, oh yeah, I know, my wish is; to tie his hands on his back, and he will have to stand where I tell him to. She felt so thrilled by this, and went to find a scarf in the hallway.

She then tied his hands on his back, so his penis was now prominently displayed to all the girls. Ok, come a bit closer to us please, she said, so we can see it better. Dean walked over to the sofa, and could feel the excitement from the girls looking at his penis. He just stood there as they talked about it, and he could feel it was getting hard again. Look, it’s getting bigger Nisha said, and it started to bounce up and down as it grew to its full size in front of them. Wow, I’ve never seen this before she said. That was amazing, and now it looks really big. Her eyes was glued to his penis.

Nicole looked at him, and could see a mix of excitement and embarrassment. Ok, can I have my wish now please. I would like him to allow all of us to tickle him. Your wish is granted Anna said; come on girls, let’s have some fun. They all jumped on him and got him down in the sofa, tickling him all over his body as he was laughing like crazy. The feeling of having all these girls touching him was a great feeling, and some times they were brushing into his penis or balls, making him even more excited.

They let him go after a while, and he was just laying there, trying to catch his breath. Some of them couldn’t keep their hands off him, and randomly tickled his feet, underarms or stomach. Wow, this is so much fun said Angela, having her dark hair all over her face, like after a pillow fight at a sleepover party.

Ok, can I have my wish now? As he is naked, I would like to make him a bit horny, so I would like that we all tickle his balls for 3 minutes each. Nisha gasped as she heard it, and put her hand in front of her mouth, and the other girls giggled. What a great idea, why don’t you start Anna said, looking at Dean to see how he liked it. Ok, she said, please stand over here Dean and let me start. She was truly enjoying
teasing him, and so were the other girls.

Dean had been horny all day, but this didn’t make it better of course. He looked over at Anna, and could see her smiling, but with a hint of an evil grin on her face. You soo lost this time, didn’t you, she said? Nicole was now tickling his balls, so he had problems finding the right words to answer her back. He just ended up smiling instead. As the girls continues, Nicole suddenly shouts out; look at the head of his penis, it is getting wet!

Everyone was looking, and a drop of precum was formed on the head. I’ll take it Anna said, and removed it with a napkin. It was her turn, and she first felt his balls in her hand before she started the tickling. It wasn’t really ticklish for him, but instead it felt extremely good. Another drop was formed, and Dean started to feel embarrassed again. It suddenly stroke him that he was naked, with a hard on, in front of five girls, which was his friends, and he started to blush again.

Anna looked at him and saw that his face was getting red, so she asked him; are you still embarrassed or are you getting really horny now? The girls laughed again, and Angela said; ohh, I think he is getting pretty horny, his eyes are rolling now. I bet you didn’t expect it to be this embarrassing when we were in pub earlier today, Anna said? Well, clearly not he answered.

Well, I must admit that I didn’t expect it either, but I must say that it has turned out to be pretty successful so far! Dean couldn’t help for smiling, when he saw the smiling face of Anna and the other girls. The last dare is mine she said, and I think a have a good one for you. Dean felt a bit anxious, as it was Anna bringing the dare to the table. Ok, she said, it is a pretty easy one; you just have to stay as hard as you are now for the half an hour, without touching it, and that’s it. But if you don’t manage, then you will have to use your hands to get hard again, and for every time have to do that, then you have to fuck the hand of one of us girls for 30 seconds, while we are all watching.

She then formed a circle with her finger and thumb, and hold the hand out to show him what she meant. Oh, I can’t do that he said, this has been embarrassing enough. Well, fair enough she said, I can always use a grand for some shopping. He looked at her with a look that could kill, but realised that this was the final task, and he was free from the bet.

Well, so far he did well, as he was still rock hard after the ball treatment from the girls. The time went by, but after a few minutes he noticed that his penis started to get softer. He tried to look at the girls and think of them naked, which did help, but he still couldn’t manage to keep it up without touching. Oh, finally Nisha said, I’ve been waiting for this. As he started to touch himself and masturbate to get it hard in front of the girls, he felt more naked that ever before. This was so embarrassing.

I guess you have done this a few times before, said Jenny. It looks like you have a good technique. Everyone was laughing, and continued with their fun jokes. Can I, Nisha said and held out her hand and formed the circle. Of course Anna said, go ahead Dean, don’t be shy. Dean was now hard, and walked over to Nisha and placed his penis in her hand. Ok, start moving now she said, let’s see your moves. Dean started to move his hip back and forth, and his penis was moving inside her hand. It felt really good, and now he could feel that he was close to cumming.

The girls were sitting just in front of him, watching his penis sliding through Nisha’s hand. Some precum came on her hand, and she almost pulled it back, causing them all to laugh. Ok, 30 seconds over, so you better stay hard this time Anna said. Dean felt relieved as he didn’t cum in front of them, as that would be the ultimate embarrassment. He now looked at the time and saw that it was only 15 minutes left. If he could only manage to stay hard for the remaining time. But this time it went softer after just about 2 minutes, and Nicole quickly pointed it out.

Let’s see some handy work again Dean. We don’t like it soft you know! He started to touch himself again and masturbated as they were all watching intensively. He could feel that he was getting close, so he stopped for a moment. Why are you stopping Anna said, I don’t think it is proper hard yet?

She knew why he stopped, but she couldn’t help being a naughty. Let me feel it. She went over to him and took his penis in her hand. No, it’s not proper hard yet, so please continue a bit more. Dean looked at the other girls, who didn’t realise how close he was, and saw the grin on Anna’s face. She still held his penis, which made it even more difficult to hold it back, but now it was hard, it was rock hard.

He seems to be pretty hard now Angela said; can he do my hand this time? Dean walked over to her, as she was smiling and holding out her hand. He placed his penis in her hand, and she used the opportunity to feel him properly before she formed the circle. She then squeezed it gently, and he started to move. He suddenly stopped, as he couldn’t hold it back if he continued further, but it
didn’t help. To have her hand around his penis was now enough, and he started to spurt load after load.

The girls looked mesmerized as he shot his loads, and Angela continued to hold it and slightly stroking it, while she was laughing like crazy. They all laughed and applauded, although it came a bit unexpected for some of them. Dean did now feel really embarrassed after getting an orgasm in front of all of them, and was blushing from head to toe. Nothing to be embarrassed about said Anna, that was the best show I’ve had in a long time - and you look amazing naked!

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Sunday, February 28, 2010

Cfnm Story Submission - CFNM Cuckold – My First CFNM Experience - Pt. 3

Here's part 3 of this Cfnm story from Vince Harrington. Part one of this story is below or to see it, CLICK HERE and part two is RIGHT HERE. Now, onto this story - which I really hope he finishes!

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She stroked my greasy cock up and down all along the length, just enough to keep me hard…just enough to keep me at the edge of orgasm.

She continued playing with my dick, stroking it, sometimes gently slapping it and watching it bounce around. The pre-cum was pouring out from my piss slit.

“Get down on the floor, on your hands and knees.” She instructed.

I did as told. She reached underneath and with one hand stroked my cock, while with her other hand she ran a finger over my butt hole. I groaned as she “milked the bull”.

My balls were starting to ache, but I could tell she wasn’t finished with me just yet.

She stopped stroking me and went over to a corner of the room. She brought back a plastic arm chair, the kind you use outdoors on a patio. She pulled me up from my kneeling position and had me sit in the chair.

I sat there on full display for her. My hands gripping the arms of the chair, my legs spread, and my throbbing cock standing straight up.

As turned on as I was, I was also getting tired. I was not used to someone else being so in control of my cock. I know it seems strange, but the fact that she stayed fully dressed made me feel even more naked, and I have been naked in a lot of situations.

She kept looking at my body and my cock with what seemed like amusement and hunger. Her husband must have been very small and she was not going to rush having my monster at her disposal.

Sweat was really pouring down my body now and so she handed me a coke and let me drink it. I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was.

She knelt on the floor in front of the chair, getting a good close look at my cock. She ran her hands along my thighs and my chest, greasing them with oil and sweat. She wrapped both hands around my dick.

“My god, Vince, I could use three hands to hold your cock!” She handed me the bottle of poppers again and had me take a good whiff.

I had no sense of anything except her hands on my cock. She stroked it with her fingers, trailed her fingernails along the shaft and around the head, which was becoming extremely sensitive. I could feel my cock lubing itself with pre-cum. I knew I couldn’t last much longer.

I gripped the arms of the chair and wrapped my ankles around the front chair legs. She kept bringing me to the point of orgasm, and then backing off. It was all I could do to restrain myself from grabbing my cock and finishing myself off.

She had both hands wrapped around my cock, gently but firmly stroking. I felt my hips start bucking, so that I was fucking her hands.

“That’s right Vince, work for it.”

She handed me the poppers for one more hit. I heard myself grunting as my hips bucked up and down, thrusting my cock in her hands.

I felt it start in my balls and rush its way up my shaft and out the head of my cock. I shot a stream of hot jism straight up in the air that fell back and splattered on my chest.

“Very nice. I really like your cock, Vince”

She handed me a towel so I could wipe off the oil, sweat and cum.

“I want to play with your cock again. I like a bit of adventure. I think you would be good at role play.”

“I’d like that.” I said,

“Good, I’ll call you and we’ll do something a bit different next time.”

She kissed my cheek and left the room. Her husband got up from where he had been sitting all this time and handed me an envelope.

“Thanks, Vince. She really liked you a lot. Your cock is amazing. I think she’ll be calling you for some other scenes.”

And she did. She was my first CFNM client and the one who turned me on to the scene. We had a number of wild and erotic adventures until she had to move East for her job.

I could sure use another like her!

THE END

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Monday, February 22, 2010

Cfnm Story Submission - CFNM Cuckold – My First CFNM Experience - Pt. 2

Here's part two of this Cfnm story from Vince Harrington. Part one of this story is below or to see it, CLICK HERE Now, onto this story - which I really hope he finishes!

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She came around in front of me to get a better look at my cock.

“That is a nice one.” She looked over at her husband, still sitting on the other side of the room. “Thanks, honey, I’m going to have lots of fun with this one!”

She looked at my cock…straining against the spandex bike shorts. She reached down the front of my shorts and rearranged it. First to the right, then to the left, then straight up…she couldn’t decide which angle made it look bigger.

Then she placed it down my right thigh. She slowly rolled up the right leg of my shorts until the tip of my cock was sticking out the bottom…not that it had far to reach!

She grabbed the oil again and dripped some on the head of my penis. Then, using just two fingers she began gently stroking the head. I was already leaking pre-cum.

She worked the leg of the shorts higher and higher until she was able to grab my ball sack and pull it through the bottom of the leg. I’ve got good low hangers, and now my throbbing cock and balls were sticking out the bottom of my shorts, pinned against my thigh.

Again she went for the oil and gave my shaft and balls a good basting. Then with one hand she massaged my sack while the other hand jacked my dick.

“Now I need you naked.”

With that she began slowly pulling down the waistband of the bike shorts, first revealing my bush, then the root of my cock, then some of the shaft, then more and more of the shaft then finally the head at which point my cock sprang to full attention.

The bottle of oil appeared again, and she gave a thorough drenching to my thighs, calves and lower legs. She spread my butt cheeks and oiled my crack and buns. She ran a finger over my hole and my dick jumped in response.

I was literally dripping with oil. I was warm from being handled and sexually aroused and I noticed that beads of sweat were forming all over my body. I stood there naked, hard and glistening.

She kept circling me, looking me up and down; as though I were a painting or sculpture that she had created. I have done many different “scenes” in my escorting career, but this was the first time I had ever been totally naked and hard while my “client” was fully clothed.

I felt vulnerable and very turned on at the same time. I had never been treated so totally like an object. My body and cock were not mine to control and I was hers to play with as she pleased.

She produced a small brown bottle of poppers. This was obviously a woman experienced in the things that get a man incredibly aroused.

She came around behind me and pressed close to me. She put the bottle under my nostril. “Sniff.” She said.

As the head rush hit and I felt my monster cock throb, she reached down and started giving me a hand job.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Cfnm Story Submission - CFNM Cuckold – My First CFNM Experience

This particular submission comes from an avid Cfnm fan and actual participant in an active lifestyle that involves Cfnm for pleasure and for monetary gain. Yes, he has marketed himself to be paid to be in Cfnm situations! He's got his own website actually, which you can check out for yourself here: Vince Harrington Cfnm. Now, onto his story (which I really hope he finishes!)

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As a performer in erotic movies…I have several ads in papers and on-line advertising my services as a nude waiter or bartender, entertainer or “companion”, and being Bi, I cater to a variety of clientele.

So it was no surprise to get an email from a gentleman who had seen my ad and was hunting for someone with a sizable cock. What was a surprise was that he was seeking a large penis, not for himself, but for his wife.

I thought perhaps they were looking for a bit of 3-way companionship, but such was not the case. Seems the wife really enjoyed playing with big dicks, and the husband was lacking in that department.

He wanted to make her a present of my cock. She only wanted to look at it and play with it. Probably watching me jack off, and possibly giving me a hand job. Nothing else was involved, and she would stay fully dressed.

Since he wanted this to be a surprise for her, we arranged that I would pretend to be a friend from his health club coming over to help him hook up some computer stuff. He was a rather large man and I could get underneath the desk and get at the wires and connectors easier.

He had me wear a tight muscle-t-shirt and spandex bike shorts, so there would be no doubt what I was packing.

I arrived, he introduced us and he and I went upstairs to the bedroom, which also contained their home office. She was coming up shortly with some cokes. I got myself under the desk so that I was showing from the waist down…I made sure to “fluff” myself so that she would get a real eyeful.

I was almost fully hard, and my cock stretched along my right thigh. The bike shorts were very thin, and you could see the outline of the mushroom head.

I heard her come in to the room. “Oh my gawd!,” she gasped, “WHAT is THAT?”

She knelt down on the floor next to me and spoke to her husband, “Honey, what did you bring me? It looks HUGE!” She laughed and ran her fingers along the outline of my cock, which turned me on even more.

“I think Vince needs to get out here so I can see his cock better.”

I crawled out from under the desk and stood before her. Her husband went over to the far side of the room to sit and watch.

“I think you need to take off that shirt.”

I did as I was told and peeled off the muscle-t.

“You have a beautiful chest,” she reached in the nightstand drawer and produced a large bottle of baby oil. “I want to oil you…do you like oil?”

I told her that I did. In fact baby oil is one of my big turn-ons.

“Don’t move, unless I tell you to” She grabbed the bottle and began drizzling me with oil, along my shoulders, down my arms, along my back, and all over my chest. Standing there, with oil dripping down my body was getting me very hot. My cock was throbbing.

She began massaging my torso, making me flex my biceps and pecs as she spread the oil over me. She worked her way behind me and put her hands on my chest. She started kneading my pecs, making me flex and pump them for her, and then she carefully took her thumb and forefinger and tweaked my nipples with her nails.

It wasn’t enough to really hurt, but enough to make me squirm and let out a moan.

“Mmmmm, I knew you’d like that.”

“Yes, ma’am, I like it a lot.”

“I bet it made you even harder.”

With that she grabbed the waistband of my bike shorts with one hand and slid the other down my body until she grabbed my hard cock.

As she whispered in my ear, “You ARE a bad boy,” she began rubbing her well oiled palm along my penis. “I like to play with bad boys with big dicks.”

To Be Continued:

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Friday, February 12, 2010

Cfnm Story Submission - The Swim Coach

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The Swim Coach

Chapter One

Laura Jones wanted to be a physiologist. She was lucky to have won a full scholarship in swimming which paid for her undergraduate education. After she graduated she concentrated upon winning an Olympic Gold Medal. After winning three such medals she returned to her studies going for a Ph.D. in physiology. Once again she was lucky when she applied to Middleton College to get her Ph.D. in physiology. When she appeared at the college to begin her studies she was surprised when she received word that the college president wanted to see her.

Upon walking into the large, warm paneled office of college president Nancy Adams the president got up from her seat to greet her. Then instead of returning to her desk Ms. Adams took her over to a table in the corner of the office. There Ms. Adams asked that she be seated.

“The reason I asked you to come and see me was that I have an offer for you,’ said Ms. Adams.

“Oh yes, what would that be,” said Laura.

“Well, our swimming coach has gone to greener pastures and pursuant to a federal court ruling we are either going to have to cancel swimming or we are going to have to include a girls swimming team. We want you to be our coach,” said Ms. Adams.

“I am interested,” responded Laura, “go on.”

“The pay is only a small stipend but we will give you your tuition and room and board,” said Ms. Adams.

“I have only one other condition,” answered Laura.

“What is that,” said Ms. Adams.

“I will need to use the swimming team members for research for my Ph.D.,” said Laura.

“What are you researching? asked Ms. Adams.

“As a result of the scandals of steroids I want to research the role of natural testosterone in athletic performance in both males and female,” said Laura.

“Sounds like a worthy subject of research, of course we will support you,” answered Ms. Adams.

“Good then” continued Ms. Adams, “you will have an office in the girls’ locker room.”

When swimming season came around Laura took her office in the girls’ dressing room and put out an ad for both men and women interested in the swimming team. She held tryouts and chose members for both the men’s and women’s team. She realized that when they took their physicals it would be a good time to include her research. Thus, when the girls took their physicals she added a simple blood test to determine how much testosterone was naturally in their blood. The boys required a more thorough examination.

When she scheduled the boys’ physicals she realized that she needed some help so she put up a signature list for some of her fellow physiology students if they wanted to assist. She was surprised that some 20 students, all girls, signed up. She didn’t need that many but she decided that it would be difficult to deny a fellow student an opportunity to learn. It did not occur to her that some of the girls had ulterior motives.

Ron Reynolds was one of the swim team members that Laura had chosen to be on the swim team. Ron was 6 feet 4 inches tall, 200 lbs. extremely handsome and with dark wavy hair. He was what the girls called a hunk. Of course he had heard of Laura Jones when he swam in high school and was looking forward to her coaching. He thought that as a gold medal Olympic winner she was an outstanding choice as a coach for the swim team.

The day for the physicals came. When they were they Laura explained they would be given a more thorough examination than usual and the results would be used for her Ph.D. Ron and the other boys all knowing a physical was necessary and wanting to be on the good side of their coach all signed the form. Shortly after the first boy entered Ron thought he heard girls giggling on the other side of the door. After he second boy entered he thought he heard girls giggling again.

Finally it came Ron’s turn. He entered through the doors in his shorts as directed and found Ms. Jones, a lady doctor, a secretary and 20 girls, one of who he recognized. She was a reasonably attractive blonde girl named Carol, a friend of his sister. Carol he knew had always desired him but Ron knew he could do better.

The lady doctor approached him and did those things that doctors first do in physicals like taking blood pressure, checking heart rate, checking breathing etc. Then in addition she had him do a step test and took his heart rate before and after. Then she had him do as many push up and pull ups as he could. Then she took a blood sample. Finally she turned to Ron and said, “Now I need you to remove your shorts.”

Ron looked at the girls watching the physical, looked then at Ms. Jones who looked back and nodded approvingly. He knew he should have remembered this was always a part of the physical but somehow he had blocked it out of his mind. He had agreed to do this and didn’t want to go back on his word. Slowly he removed his shorts. Some of the girls giggled, now he knew what had caused what he heard before. He expected the doctor to check him for a hernia but instead she pulled out a camera and took pictures of him nude front, side and back. Then she kneeled in front of him and took a close up of his genitals. Then he started to grow. He knew some of the girls noticed this because he could hear the murmur. His growing erection embarrassed him and the embarrassment just caused him to grow faster. Then the doctor checked him for an inguinal hernia. When she finished Ron had a full blown hard on.

Ron expected that the physical would be over, but it wasn’t. When he grew the hard on the doctor walked over to Ms. Jones and conversed. Ron could not hear what they said, he just grew more embarrassed and harder and he stood with a full blown erection in front of more than 20 girls, one of whom he knew and whom he knew wanted him. He could hear them whispering amongst themselves and he knew it was because of his erection. He wondered what they were saying but he could not hear. He didn’t think it was because he was too small because at 7 inches he thought he was above average. Finally, he heard Ms. Jones say, “Good idea.”

The doctor came over to him and again knelt right in front of him, pointed the camera directly at his genitals and took another picture. Then she said, “Stand to the side please.”

Ron obliged her but when he did his cock bobbed and he heard the girls laugh. The doctor took another picture of his genitals from the side. Then the doctor took out a tape measure and measured the size of his cock which she duly recorded. Ron by now was getting seriously excited. The thought of more than 20 women with the eyes fixed solidly on his cock and balls excited him as he had never been excited before without friction. He knew if this continued he could not hold back an orgasm. If that happened he would be embarrassed beyond measure because he knew Carol would tell everyone what had happened. He thought he could make it because he thought it was over.

He was wrong! When the doctor took out calipers and started to measure his balls Ron started to explode. With the first spurt of cum the doctor jumped back. The cum flew into the air and landed back on his cock. The whole room grew silent. Ron didn’t know what to do so he just stood there while his cock spasmed and spurt after spurt shot into the air and fell back on his cock.

When it was over a couple of girls applauded. It just embarrassed Ron that much more. Ms. Jones came to his aid saying “That’s enough girls, what happened may be unusual but it is perfectly normal. Then she personally came over with a Kleenex bent down so that her eyes were level to Ron’s cock and proceeded to clean off the cum off his cock as best as she could. When she was finished Ron was just as hard as he was before and all of the women had their eyes riveted to his cock. Finally, Ms. Jones said, “Carol, why don’t you take him to the girls’ locker room when he can wash up.”

Carol then came forward and led Ron to the girls’ locker room. As he walked across in front of the girls his cock bobbed in rhythm to his steps and a simultaneous laugh broke out amongst all of the girls as they watched.

Carol led Ron to the shower and said to him, “I’ll get a towel.’

Ron began to shower. Shortly Carol came back with the towel and watched him as he showered. Ron had started to go soft but when Carol returned and continued to watch him he grew hard again.

Finally she spoke, “I know you are embarrassed. You shouldn’t be, it was perfectly normal. I, for one, was impressed and I think the other girls were too.”

Ron who had finished showering reached for the towel that Carol had brought him. She handed it to him. “Thank you,” he said and began to dry himself.

“I can’t believe you still have a hard on,” Carol said, “You really are a stud!”

“I don’t have any clothes to put on,” said Ron. “I left my shorts in the examining room.”

“I’ll get them and your other clothes,” said Carol. “I know where they are.”

She left the girls’ locker room and Ron realized how foolish he felt, standing naked with an erection in the girls’ locker room. Then something awful happened to him again, the door to the locker room opened and in entered a whole class of 50 girls. Again Ron didn’t know what to do so he just closed his eyes and made believe it was a dream. He couldn’t help opening them again and found himself naked with a huge erection surrounded by 50 eager faced girls.

“Shortly he heard the teacher’s loud, demanding voice, “What are you doing here young man?”

Fortunately before he could answer Carol came to his aid. “It is not his fault,” she said. “I’ll explain it to you later.” With that she handed him his clothes and with all the girls watching got dressed. It was only when he was fully dressed that he finally grew soft.

“I’ll take you home,’ said Carol. “You are too upset to drive yourself.”

Shortly after he got home his sister arrived. As she entered she gave him a queer look and he knew that she knew and if she knew everyone knew. Then he heard his sister talking to his mother. His mother quickly came into the living room where Ron was and looked at him pityingly but she did not know what to say. Finally she blurted out, “Well, I understand that all the girls were impressed.”

The next morning as he showered he heard a knock at the bathroom door. When he opened a crack in the door it was Anne, the girl next door. “Your mother asked me to come over to bathe you,” she said. “Your mother said you need to be desensitized.”

Ron let her in and she bathed him. He quickly grew a hard on. As long as he had a hard on Anne refused to wash his cock and balls. She made him do it. It was only after he began to desensitize and remain flaccid that she began to wash his genitalia. It was her job to desensitize him and she did it faithfully. Eventually Ron got used to her giving him a bath and washing his genitalia and no longer grew a hard on. However, Anne was there every morning as long as he was home to bathe him and Ron never told her not to come.

Chapter Two

Swim practice started but it was a little unusual. Even if there had been two coaches, one for the girls and one for the boys, they would have had to practice together. There was only one pool. This was the reason for only one coach. Coach Jones was a little worried about the two sexes practicing together especially since competitive swim wear was so revealing for both men and women. Men’s speedos clearly showed the outline of male genitalia and women’s showed their nipples and sometimes camel toe. The fear that Coach Jones had didn’t develop. Both sexes settled down and worked hard. They were in the water most of the time and there was little to see.

The first problem happened after the first week. One of the boys engaging in horseplay in the boys shower, they were snapping towels at each other, fell and broke his arm. When that happened the college president called Ms. Jones into her office.

“I understand one of your male swim team members fell and broke his arm,” said Ms. Adams.

“Yes, that’s true,” said Ms. Jones.

“We have to prevent that,” said Ms. Adams.

“I don’t know what I can do,” said Ms. Jones, “I can’t go into their locker room while they are dressing.

“I think you can,” said Ms. Adams. “I want you to move your office to the boys’ locker room. Tell them you are doing so on my orders as a safety measure and that will responsible for their own modesty.”

“I really don’t feel comfortable going into the boys’ locker room,” said Laura. “I could be criticized for that.”

“Not if I order you to,” said Ms. Adams. “Remember, safety first. And remember, the boys can protect their modesty if they want to. We are going to issue them all bathrobes. They can undress under the bathrobes and shower with the suits on.”

“OK,” said Laura, “I’ll tell them tomorrow, give them their robes and I’ll move my office the next day.”

The next day Laura Jones told her entire swim team that as a safety measure to cut down horseplay amongst the boys that she would be moving her office to the boys’ locker room and the boys would be issued bathrobes to dress under.

The problem with girls is that they think like girls, boys don’t. If girls had had a male coach in their locker room and had been issued bathrobes they would have used them. There was a large window between the coach’s office and the locker room. The first day in her new office Coach Jones was amazed to find the male swim team members walking to and fro to the shower in the nude. She walked out and addressed them, “Why aren’t you using your robes,” she asked.

“What do we need robes for?” answered one of the boys standing directly in front of Ms. Adams stark naked and unashamed. “This is a boy’s locker room.”

“Yes, but I’m a girl,” she said.

“Then you should be in the girls’ locker room,” answered the boy.

“Well, all right,” said Ms. Jones, “if you don’t mind, then I don’t mind.”

Ms. Jones then went back to her office and reported to President Adams that the boys refused to use their bathrobes. Ms. Adams responded, “It’s their choice.”

The next day before swim practice President Adams came to Ms. Jones office. “Show me what you told me yesterday,” she said.

“Just turn around,” answered Laura Jones.

Ms. Adams turned around and looked out o the large window that showed the inside of the boys’ locker rom. There was a naked male walking between his locker and the shower room. When he saw the two women looking at him he smiled and waved. Ms. Jones waved back weakly. In a few minutes more a number of naked males appeared in front of the window to watch the two women watching them. “They are gorgeous creatures aren’t they,” said Ms. Adams.

“At this age they sure are,” said Ms. Jones.

“Just look at those six packs,” said Ms. Adams.

“Any they are well hung too,” said Ms. Jones. Ms. Adams turned and looked at Ms. Jones. “I didn’t say that,” she said.

“And I didn’t agree with you either,” said Ms. Adams.

“I’d better speak to them,” said Ms. Adams. Both walked inside the boy’s locker room where all of the boys waited for them, all of them quite nude and quite unashamed, amused to be naked in front of both their coach and the college president. “I understand you boys won’t use your bathrobes,” said Ms. Adams.

“It is the boys’ locker room,” one of them answered.

“Very well,” said Ms. Adams, “if you want to walk around naked in front of your coach that is your business. You are adults now but I don’t want to hear any complaints about it. If you want to protect your modesty, use your bathrobes.”

“Were men,” the boy answered, “we are proud of what we are.”

Things proceeded normally until the next week when Carol needed to talk to Ms. Jones. She walked through the pool and entered Ms. Jones’ office from the swimming pool. While she was in the office she looked out the window into the boys’ locker room and saw a boys walking naked in front of her. “Oh my,” she exclaimed.

“I can’t get them to use their robes,” said Ms. Jones.

“Really,” said Carol, “you mean they parade naked as a jaybird in front of you every day.”

“Fraid so,” said Ms. Jones.

“You lucky girl,” said the girl.

“I suppose so,” said Ms. Jones, “but I still have this fear that it will get me in trouble some day.”

At that time one of the boys noticed Carol watching him from the coach’s office and waived at her. She eagerly waived back. “Wow,” she said, “they actually like us to look at them naked.”

“You should have known that,” said Ms. Jones, “Ron got so excited in front of us that he actually creamed in front of us.”

“Oh yea,” said Carol, “ that was so exciting. I still fantasize about that. The whole time I was with him he stayed hard as a rock. When I got back with his clothes all those girls gaping at him in the nude made it even more exciting.”

“I shouldn’t say this,” said Ms. Jones, “but so do I.”

The two women changed the subject, finished their business and Carol went back to her own locker room. The next day three girls had found reasons to speak to their coach before practice. Each of them spent most of their time looking through the window into the boys’ locker room. When the boys waved to them each of them eagerly waved back. By the end of the week the whole girls’ team was in the coach’s office watching the boys before practice. Worse yet the boys began to play with themselves in front of the girls to the delight of the girls.

Ms. Jones said, “I have had enough, follow me girls,” and she took the girls into the boys’ locker room.

“This has got to stop,” she said addressing the boys. “I can’t have you playing with yourself in front of the girls. If you boys want to parade naked in front of the girls then you can just go naked into swim practice.”

“Hurrah,” shouted the girls simultaneously.

The boys just shrugged.

Sure enough when practice started all the boys were naked and unashamed. Quickly Ms. Jones ordered them into the pool to begin their training. She knew the girls could not stare at the boys and more important the boys could not act out in front of the girls while they were in the water. Strangely enough the ploy worked. Once both teams began their training it took their minds off the boys’ nudity. The girls became adjust to seeing the boys naked for the few moments before training began and the boys seemed to adjust as well – at least that is what Ms. Jones thought.

Chapter Three

While Ms. Jones thought the girls had gotten used the boys’ nudity, the girls developed another plan. When Carol’s mother heard that the boys were practicing in the nude she suggested that they have a swim party for the swim team. Carol suggested it to her female teammates who all agreed it was a wonderful idea. When the boys were approached, they asked, “Should we bring our suits?”

“Of course not,” Carol coyly responded.

That Saturday Carol’s mother Cecelia, a divorcee, met them at the door and welcomed them to her house. When all the boys were present she coyly said, “Why don’t you boys get undressed.”

“Right here,” they said.

“Why not?” Cecelia coyly answered.

The boys naked and the girls in their suits went out to the pool. After about an hour Carol said, “Why don’t you come inside, we have some games we want to play.” Everyone went inside.

The first game we are going to play is Match the Penis. She then proceeded with a Polaroid camera to take picture of all the boys’ faces and their genitalia. When all the pictures were developed Carol mixed them up. Then she had all of the girls, one at a time, see if they could match the boy’s face to his genitalia. To the boys amazement all of the girls got every one correct. When Carol asked Cecelia to do it, she also was correct with every one.

“Now we are going to play penis puppetry,” said Carol. Then she grabbed Ron took his penis and scrotum in her hand and pulled them between his legs. “This is the girl,” she said.

Then she grabbed another boy, pulled his cock between his balls and said, “This is the hamburger.”

“I have one,” said one of the girls. She grabbed a boy, wrapped his scrotum around his cock and said, “Voila, the hot dog.” All the girls laughed.

“I have another,” said another girl. She grabbed a boy’s penis waved it in a circle and said, “The Helicopter.”

Yet another girl took a boy, grabbed his penis, waved it back and forth and said, “The baseball bat.”

“I know a joke,” said Cecelia, she grabbed Ron and started talking. A woman lived on a golf course where she had rose bushes. Every so often someone would hit a ball into her rose bushes. If it was a male sometimes they would look around and if they thought no one was watching they would pee on her rose bushes. She got tired of this so one day when she saw a man peeing on her rose bushes she walked outside and said, “Can I see that?”

“Sure,” he said.

She took his penis in her hand caressed it lightly and said, “nice.” Then she reached through his zipper and took out his balls. She caressed them lightly and said, “nice.” Then Cecelia took both of Ron’s balls, one in each hand and smashed them lightly together simultaneously saying, “You – will – not – pee – on – my – rose – bush - es – any – more.” The girls all laughed, the boys didn’t.

Another girl said, “I have one” and she took a boys stretched out his scrotum under his penis and said, “Sailboat.” “I’ve got another one,” she said. She then stood behind the boys stretched out his penis in front of her, strummed it and said “Guitar.”

Another girl took the boy with the longest scrotum and had him half squat with his legs open while she pushed him back and forth and said, “Pendulum.”

Another swatted directly in front of a boy so that his cock and balls were just above her head and said, “Look, I have a penis hat!”

When the girls seemed out of ideas or simply got bored with playing with dicks. Cecelia said, “time for refreshments.”

After refreshments were served and everyone was finished Carol said, “Time to dance.” She then added, “This will be a Sadie Hawkins dance. Boys cannot refuse and no couple can dance more than once dance together.” Cecelia then put on slow dance music and Carol led Ron out on the dance floor. Carol them held him tightly against herself pressed her breast again him. With one hand she grabbed Ron’s buttocks and with the other she cupped his balls in her hand. Ron flinched at first but quickly became accustomed to the new grip. As she danced Carol rubbed her vulva against Ron’s thigh and fully explored Ron’s cock and balls with her hand. As soon as Carol began dancing with Ron each of the other girls grabbed a partner and did the same.

At the end of the first song each of the boys were fully erect. The girls changed their partners. Ceclia could stand it no longer so she tapped one of the girls and the shoulder and began dancing with her partner. She took thrust her breasts against his chest, rubbed her vulva against his thigh while fully exploring both his cock and balls.

When the song was over they changed partners. Cecelia put on another song. Cecelia began to closely watch the reaction of the boys as they danced. Soon she saw what she wanted, when he started to cum she broke up the couple, grabbed the his cock with one hand and held the Kleenex in the other so that the cum would land in the Kleenex instead of the floor. As he ejaculated everyone of the girls stopped to watch. The orgasming cock exciting the boys even further and before the first boy was finished another began and Cecelia rushed over with Kleenex to absorb his cum as well. Within a short time all the boys had cum. It was time to go home. No one said anything to anyone, they all knew if they did they would have to stop having such parties.

THE END?

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Sunday, February 7, 2010

Cfnm Story Submission - The Walk

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I love walking really during the summer with the sun on my back looking forward to a cool refreshing drunk at the end of the hike. Enjoying the vast views on my numerous trips some return trips to appreciate at a different time of day of with some mates of either sex.

During the winter when the frost has been and the ground is hard and slippery a quick speedy stroll warms you up it is only when caught in a sudden shower which is rare as I usually only walk when rain is not forecast.

You meet a variety of people dog walkers the horsey set couples and individuals all like me enjoying the scenery. I especially enjoy following the females especially on the charity walks completed with friends I always take it slow so we all enjoy the view or speed up for a chat.

One particular walk was different one I will never forget the animals some alive others dead make a different viewpoint but this day was something else.

It all started as normal and then about a third of the way round I bumped into this attractive lady. Vicky was very shaggable despite her age, her flowing blond locks down to her shoulder. A fine chest which although heading south and had seen better days in her forty plus years still would fit into a figure hugging outfit nicely. Her legs would be most welcoming when open and closing in receipt of goodies!

After a chat she pointed her place and invited me in. I thought for a little while before saying no thank you but maybe on the way back.

Ok she said happily and we said goodbye heading in our respective directions.

As I drank the thirst quenching and energy providing sport drink I regularly carry with me on these walks I began to regret my decision as a missed opportunity. On the way back I vowed to call in.

I had the perfect excuse when I knocked on her door to see her smiling face. Removing my muddy boots I asked to use the loo after she invited me in for a coffee. Job done I returned to the two settee couch where a coffee had been place on the table and the radio as one on. As we began to chat in close proximity she sniffed at me “you need a shower” she exclaimed.

I was somewhat taken aback by this although I new it to be true as it would be the first thing I would do on arrival back home.

“Get your clothes off “ she ordered to which again I was again taken aback “its ok I’ve seen it all before” she added a usual comment true but not me naked.

I pointed this out to her adding “I will if you join me”

She thought for a minute before agreeing “ok but you go first”

Hook line and sinker I fell for it I couldn’t get my kit off quick enough and as she gathered my items from the floor and directed me upstairs to her shower adding “I’ll join you in a minute”

The water was warm and refreshing I soaked in soap and hot running water excitedly as I could hear foot steps climbing the stair way the door opened and my host entered.

“Coming ready or not” and in an instant the shower curtains where pulled back with the shower still running. It was then I realised as the fully clothed Vicky her outstretched arm turned it off and a big smile ran across her face as she was admiring me from head to toe. I shivered and felt like a trapped animal unable to escape!

“My My what a fine specimen you are!” she added “Step out so I can dry you down”

Obediently as I was in no position to argue I did as I was told allowing her to drape a large white towel over my shoulders,

“By far the finest specimen I’ve ever scene mostly in magazines not real and engaging like yours” “I will enjoying this”

From should to toe she rubbed me dry gently ensuring both front and back ensuring both her hands travelled over every square inch of my naked body. Leaving the important equipment till last she rubbed my over excited man hood gently before throwing away the towel so she could continue to enjoy the view.

Rubbing her hands over and down my legs and in between my thighs then she grabbed my erect penus in one hand gently stroking it and using the index finger of her spare hand to circle the tip of my man hood as she erotically stared into my eyes.

“Do you want your clothes back?” she asked

I nodded nervously “Was that a yes” “Yes” I said as she stroked faster and the pleasure was easy for her to see on my face.

“Ok” she said playing for time

Then she listed my items of clothing slowly “one pair of shoes a pair of socks, Kegs or Jeans and underpants! Four items so far plus a shirt jumper and coat that makes seven items agreed.

“Yes Yes!” I exclaimed enjoying her warm hand on my enlarged cock as it slid up and down my shaft hae spare hand tapping on my bare backside.

“One minute for each that’s seven in total”

Again I agreed

“right she said survive that long without spilling and you get them back”

Producing a stop watch she confirmed the time starts now!

I had no chance after a minute she stopped to ease my tension and give me a breather to recover and hold back which I did for a bit longer

Every time she saw I was about to come she stopped until in the final minute and with the finishing line in sight she refused to stop and from my 10 inch manhood out into her grateful hand I spilt my load.

It came as a relief to me as she cried out “failed” and I did hope she might relent but it was not to be, I refused her offer of a drink and so to work up a sweat for the shower she placed me on the running machine for five minutes speeding it up. For her the added pleasure the bounce of my penus anticipating her delightful hand again as I kept up the pace and worked up the sweat she could see over my body giving her much pleasure. The shower and dry down was as enjoyable as before and this time a few changes was made.

She returned to me my socks reducing the time I had to survive to Six minutes and as an added incentive a naked Jacuzzi bath with her was to be my prize.

Well I must have reduced my sex drive or the changed condition and added incentive or something kept me going as she stroked faster harder alternating hands to no avail. With a minute left she was reduced to bring her tongue to the very tip of my erect shaft licking vainly at the tip up and down and around in the hope of success.

“Failed” I stated at the end of the allotted time watching her quickly strip off delighted at my success. She looked down as I finally spilt a small amount too late as she took hold of my hand and we jumped in together to the warm swirling whirl pool. Seated side by side she rested her hand on my leg.

“One more thing, your clothes are in the washing machine and are soaking wet... you’ll have to sleep here tonight.”

THE END

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