no reservations. part 6

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I’ve always been a bit squeamish about the idea of anal play. I guess I’ve been quite satisfied to fuck the standard way. But I will admit to being intrigued by the idea of prostate massage, and have found a finger up my ass a couple of times with positive results.

This, however, wasn’t a finger. At first it felt like a cool and wet pencil eraser exploring the entrance. As it began to push in, it did feel more like a pinky, but I noticed it was getting wider. The pressure felt uncomfortable and I began to understand what it was like to be violated. Plus I was worried about farting, or worse. I took slow, deep breaths. I wasn’t having fun.

As this examination continued, I felt tongues exploring in and behind my earlobes. My focus moved there and I felt a stirring below. The tongues moved down to my nipples and as the little fellers hardened, they were sucked. This made the ship’s mast rise, so to speak. My breathing quickened and became shallow. I managed to relax my sphincter.

As my nipples continued to be stimulated, the object in my butt began moving in and out very slowly, and when in, it would move in a circular motion. Although I was more relaxed down there, I couldn’t yet call it a pleasurable feeling.

Now I sensed a cool, wet feeling coming over my penis and scrotum. Clearly the lube had been accessed again. The mouths were still on my nipples, the anal toy was doing its work, and now my cock was being stroked and my balls were being played with.

I can’t say when the moment was that it all came together, and I realized that my entire body felt like a sex machine, but I was overcome with sexual desire and sensation from head to toe in a way I had not before experienced.

Jane lifted the blindfold and my eyes adjusted. She whispered in my ear that she and Felicia were giving me “the gift” and they wanted me to experience it visually. Now I saw that it was Felicia operating the anal plug, while still sucking a nipple. Jane began kissing me while her hands continued their work below.

The focus of sensation moved from nipples to cock to balls and back. I was near delirium.

Just as women experience orgasm in different ways, for men it may sometimes seem based in the penis and other times in the testicles. And some orgasms are more of a full body experience as the endorphins flow. I generally experience them more in the balls. Yet all of a sudden, the focus became that little walnut sized organ that Felicia was circling with the plug.

As we age, there is a day when most men notice their ejaculations lack the wherewithal they once had. Where once volumes shot forth in rapid succession, there is now a dribble. That doesn’t mean it no longer feels good. To the contrary, my orgasms today are deeper and stronger than they were in my youth. But, wanting it all, I miss the prodigious streams of yore.

Jane and Felicia, of course knew what they were doing by allowing me to see what was going on. They knew the prostate stimulation would be so stirring that I would lift my head to watch these beautiful vixens doing their work on me. And then, as the strongest orgasm of my life erupted, it was as if Vesuvius has found forgotten lava, and I squirted glorious gobs into the air. I may have made a lot of noise too.

It was a gift indeed. And when we parted ways the next morning, I made Jane and Felicia promise to let me know where their travels would take them in the future, hoping that some day they might be in need of a hotel room somewhere I happened to be.