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I loved the flexibility that working at home afforded me. Especially when it came to Wednesday mornings and the coffee klatch my neighbor Julie hosted that was quickly becoming my erotic playground.

It had begun one week when the four married women made me prove I love all shapes and sizes of breasts, from large to small. Having passed that test, I became something of a cross between man-toy and trusted male confidante for the group.

One this particular Wednesday I was put to the fiercest test yet. The ladies were complaining that although their husbands talked a great game about sex, in reality they weren't up for it nearly as much as their talk implied. Even when they did have sex, it was one orgasm each and then to sleep. The women remembered long youthful nights of making love.

I explained that as men age, their ability to regain tumescence declines, and along with it, the ability to orgasm a second or third time in the same session. Yet I had also found the ability to forestall that first and possibly only orgasm increased with age. In fact, my then current girlfriend once complained about my inability to have a quickie. I couldn't finish that fast.

The girls soon decided to test exactly how this worked with me. Their challenge to me was to fuck all four of them in succession and have an orgasm each time. To help "move things along" the bystanders would assist the fuckee in making me cum. It had been a long time since I had cum more than twice in 24 hours. While I wouldn't think of shrinking from this challenge, I did experience performance anxiety.

We proceeded to Julie's bedroom where we all stripped down. This was the first time I had seen all of them naked and it was quite the visual feast. At least this first time, there would be no effort expended on making me hard. Julie produced lube and condoms.

I was told to lie down face up. While woman on top is a favorite position, it is also the one that is least likely to produce an orgasm for me. I think my balls prefer to hang down. But, heck, it was the first go, so maybe it would work. Kim rolled a condom over me and lubed it and herself, them climbed astride. Soon we were in a rhythm. It felt delicious and I loved watching Kim's breasts bounce. Then Debbie and Julie came along either side of the bed and started sucking my nipples. That sent me into overdrive and I quickly pumped out my first load. Kim dismounted, removed the condom and squeezed the remaining drops from my cock. A towel was produced and I was cleaned up. This was full service in the best sense.

Debbie jumped on the bed and began warming me up for the second round. She stuck her tongue in my mouth and began a fierce makeout session. My hands were all over her firm ass and large tits and before I knew it, I had wood again.

Another condom was produced. Debbie added lube to the rubber and her pussy, and motioned me to assume the missionary position with her. I slid into her and began moving my hips. We returned to kissing and I was lost in the moment, and the anxiety was a thing of the past. She wrapped her legs around me and squeezed them in rhythm, increasing the force of my thrusts. I was on the edge for, it seemed like, minutes. Then I felt hands on my inner thighs moving gently up toward my sac and I came right then with a series of grunts.

I rolled off Debbie and lay there spent, my eyes closed. I knew my work was only half finished, but didn't know how I would continue. I felt the condom being removed and a hot damp towel cleaning me up.

I was allowed to rest like that for a few minutes, but then Julie said, "Enough relaxation for you, Al. Time to get back to work. You have a job to do!" She reached out, pulled me upright and handed me over to Sandy.

I could tell Sandy was feeling shy. She was less confident about her body than the others. So I decided to show it some love and hoped that would also help bring me around for my third attempt. I began massaging her small breasts so that her nipples would grow into their classic pencil eraser form. I bent down to suck one and then the other as I had done that first Wednesday. I felt down below and knew we wouldn't need much lube. But as much as this turned me on, I was still quite soft. I decided to pass the time until recovery in the best way possible. I lay Sandy down so her legs hung over the edge of the bed, knelt, propped her legs over my shoulders and began to feast.

Her pussy tasted sweet and she came very quickly. Since I wasn't ready, I continued licking her and pinching those nipples. They became harder than any I had experienced before. In a few minutes she came again. The taste and smell of her brought my friend around and now I was ready to fuck again.

Sandy got on her knees on the edge of the bed and was at just the right height. As I stood, Julie rolled on a condom and then I plunged into Sandy. She was so wet I had to be careful not to slide right out. As sublime as it felt, this time it would take more of an assist for me to finish. But I was in no rush. The others just sat on the bed and watched. Then Debbie and Kim stood on either side of me and licked behind my ears as they twiddled my nipples. My balls ached as they struggled to produce more semen. But then I felt them filling again. I closed my eyes now to concentrate and felt a hand, Julie's, on my balls. She applied just enough pressure and I emptied my third load into Sandy with a sigh. The three onlookers applauded. I pulled out and collapsed on the bed.

I thought of asking for a reprieve. Wasn't three orgasms enough for a middle aged guy? But would I pass up the chance to fuck Julie, the beautiful neighbor who had inspired so many jackoff sessions? Of course not. This time I would spill seed inside her and not into my hand.

Time had lost meaning for me, but I knew it would take a good while for me to be capable of a fourth fuck, if I could manage it at all. I told the ladies they would have to work hard to make me, um, hard. They rose to the challenge so I could rise to mine.

Seeing how my dining session with Sandy had aroused me, Julie climbed over me and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I obediently began licking and slurping and she began moving her hips to position my tongue exactly where she needed it. Meanwhile, I felt six hands began to roam my body. Then there were mouths on my nipples, their sucking sending signals down below. A tongue was now felt licking my smooth ball sac and then up to engulf my soft cock.

I had rarely experienced being blown while my cock remained soft, but it, along with having my balls licked, is a luxurious sensation.

My body felt alive in a new way, but I brought concentration back to Julie. I reached up to massage her breasts and brush her nipples and she collapsed on my face, smothering me as she climaxed. I thought this might not be a bad way to die. But before I lost consciousness, she climbed off me and switched places with Kim.

Now I understood the plan. I had felt a little uncomfortable with the idea of cumming repeatedly and not returning the favor. Now, I was being given the opportunity to do so. And I wasn't being asked.

While Sandy and Julie had tasted and smelled sweet, Kim's pussy was earthier. I have to admit this turned me on even more. I licked and sucked with relish, while Julie, Sandy and Debbie moved around my body keeping all my erogenous zones stimulated. Kim was also the most vocal so far, and provided great feedback on my efforts so I would know which licks and nibbles worked best. She came with a shriek, grinding her pussy into my face. She slid down over my body and gave me a big, wet, sloppy kiss.

My friend was now beginning to show signs of life, amazingly. With renewed confidence, I stood and walked over to Debbie. I took her in my arms and kissed her tenderly, our tongues gently swirling around each other. I reached down and began rubbing her pussy. Her tongue stiffened and she started mouth-fucking me. I felt wetness below as her labia parted and my fingers circled her clit. I pulled my mouth away and bent to lick all over and under her beautiful tits.

As my mouth found a nipple, she pushed my face hard into it, forcing me to suck as hard as I could. Then I stopped sucking and slowed my hand motion to a crawl. I could tell this was driving her crazy. I teased her this way for a minute and then resumed. I slipped my forefinger inside her and pumped in and out while my thumb flicked her clit mercilessly. Eventually my hand was making a jerking motion that moved my thumb up and down against her clit while the forefinger went in and out with increasing speed. She tightened her grip on my head. Her body trembled and her knees wanted to give out as she came with a groan.

Debbie dropped to her knees and began sucking my cock with abandon, bringing it stiff for one last effort. Now it was Julie's turn.

I rolled on a condom, lubed it, and then stepped close to Julie, source of so many fantasies. I kissed her as I rubbed lube in her pussy and around her clit. Then I told her to bend over and grab her ankles. I stood behind and entered her. Holding onto her hips, I began moving in and out.

My cock was enjoying this, but I wasn't feeling much beyond it at first. Sandy walked behind me and, without my noticing it, lubed her finger and slid it up my ass, giving me an expert prostate massage. That poor organ spring to life and I began to feel the desire to cum once more. My balls ached, but responded to Sandy's other hand gently rubbing and scratching them. I still felt it would take a very long time to climax, but then Debbie and Kim returned to their earlier, very effective, activity of licking behind my ears while flicking and pinching my nipples.

This time I didn't close my eyes. I looked around me at the four sexy women putting all their efforts into satisfying me. My balls tightened, I pounded hard into Julie and, voila, came with a roar.

When I was cleaned up, I had kisses and hugs from all four women. I looked at the clock and saw that two hours had elapsed. Remarkable.

Julie thanked me on behalf of the group for the romp, but I said the pleasure had truly been mine, and I would do whatever I could at any time to make up for their husbands' lack of vigor.

It was a lucky thing I had no pressing deadlines that day, because all I was good for was to limp across to my condo and take a long nap.