She preferred the doggy position and I mounted her and gradually gave her every inch of my cock. She began masturbating her clit and the combination resulted in an almost immediate orgasm. As her cunt relaxed from her first orgasm we continued till she came again, with slightly more intensity. I then rolled her onto her back, positioned her legs over my shoulders and took up my tried and true fucking position. Immediately, she exploded and began crying. I was concerned and sat beside her. “Please don’t stop,” she implored. “I’m OK! It’s just so beautiful.”
I resumed the previous position with her and she continued to massage her clit. I could feel her vaginal cavity building for what seemed like an ejaculation. Curious, I quietly whispered, “Have you ejaculated before?” “No, never, Michael!” she moaned back. “Well you’re about to,” I assured her and with a few strong thrusts she came with an almighty scream and sprayed all over me. “Oh, God, I’m sorry Michael,” she cried.
I assured her it was perfectly normal and assured her she would ejaculate again very soon, if she just relaxed and enjoyed the sensations coursing through her body. I then inserted my two middle fingers into her vagina and stimulated her Skene’s Gland. She exploded again, this time her cum sprayed everywhere and over both of us in a chaotic spurt of female fluids.
She was exhausted and happy to just relax and recover till it was time for her appointment to end. She booked another one hour for the next night, before she left.
I arrived at Robyn’s right on time and we shared a glass of wine while she outlined her vision for my services to her business interests.
Apparently, Robyn owned a number of women’s hairdressing salons throughout the Gold Coast and Brisbane and was looking to expand interstate and into New Zealand. She was a self-made millionaire and rightly proud of her business acumen. Her greatest asset was her ability to ‘read’ people and employ good staff to manage her salons.
“It’s also important that you treat good staff well,” she told me. As a result she entertained her staff and business associate’s regularly, hence the Melbourne Cup party.
“Woman are sexual creatures, Michael. We need to occasionally feel in control of our sexuality without being intimidated by patriarchy. And that’s where I believe you will be a wonderful asset for me and my businesses.”
Robyn’s insight had seen something in me that only I knew existed. “You seem to be an insightful person, Michael, and know how to treat women and respect their rights to enjoy their sexuality. You facilitate a woman’s right to explore her most basic desires without judging her or requiring her to please you in return. That’s a powerful gift!”
She went on to explain that she wanted me to be her feature entertainer for all future business promotions and staff parties. Robyn summed up her philosophy by saying, “Freedom to enjoy their sexuality is the most valued pleasure all women appreciate.”
“Are you interested?” she concluded.
I was keen to know exactly what type of entertainment she required of me and what recompense was offered. She replied that she was offering to pay me double what I now charge per appointment or party. My duties would be similar to what I now do, plus other agreed activities and in consultation, whatever else I thought appropriate. I didn’t need to end my own businesses as she’d always give me at least two weeks notice for any booking. But there was an addendum. I needed to be available within a reasonable timeframe to service the personal needs of her important associates.
She added, that if I chose to join her, she was reasonably certain she could convince the ‘collective’ to give me their time, knowledge and experience to refine any of my current skills and talents that I chose. They would also teach me other skills, to further improve my abilities to pleasure women.
That offer was the clincher, even though she ‘had me at Hello!’
“I’m in!” I told her. “When do I start?”
“You’ve already started,” she said. At that the other women from the ‘collective’ filed out with broad grins on their faces. They each kissed me passionately on the lips and said ‘welcome to our collective, Michael’.
We all sat down together and discussed my range of tricks I used at parties. They were curious about my ejaculation talent. “We’d love to know how you do that, Michael, if you don’t mind sharing some of your secrets, we’ve got a few ideas we’d also like to share with you” Sam laughed. “I’d like to be able to control my ejaculations as well.” She laughed even louder.
I keenly anticipated our gathering the following Friday.
The group had predetermined that to ease some of their doubts about involving a male entertainer in their collective that they would like to see some of the performances I did for my party bookings. Robyn suggested my ejaculation trick, but I thought it would need to be left till last if they were still keen to see other tricks.
In addition to my sporting talents, I had become quite a proficient dancer and regularly did jazz ballet and ballroom classes. I was also a very proficient linedancer and competed in national competitions.
I had incorporated my dancing skills into my party bookings and proceeded to give them a brief strip tease dance routine, without music. Once naked I suggested my dick tricks. These always bemused women and bisexual women seemed to particularly enjoy the ridiculousness of the puppets male genitals can produce. I also mentioned my puppet tricks, but as I didn’t have my kit with me, I wouldn’t be able to show them. I did briefly describe the puppet show and they seemed intrigued and keen to see it one day.
They were happy to see my dick tricks though. However, as I didn’t have my penis pump with me, I had to go to plan B for my warm up routine. This involved stretching and arousing my cock and pulling on my balls to increase their malleability. This alone caused them to break up into fits of laughter, so I knew I was on a winner with this group.
I ran through my repertoire fairly quickly and invited each of them to have a go at producing one or two of the easier tricks. Vicki, the eldest, I sensed was lesbian and although she had little interest in my genitals, saw it possibly as a way of demystifying her masculine nature. Watching Vicki’s enjoyment with my ‘puppets’ brought everyone to laughter. Some ladies were rolling on the floor in fits when Vicki stooped down to enthusiastically take a grip and nibble on my ‘hamburger’.
I was having a ball too as their laughter was genuine and infectious and I was under no pressure as I might be in a performance situation at a hen’s night.
Gradually, the game gave way to some further foreplay between two or three women. I sat and observed, rather than make any unwelcomed moves this early in my induction. I began self-pleasuring myself as I watched the intensity between women grow and listened as their orgasmic moans began.
tI had been a couple of days since I had enjoyed an ejaculation so I was well ‘back-up’ and I could feel the intensity in my groin. Robyn ‘sensed’ my tensions and came over and sat next to me. She asked if I was OK. I explained my situation. A ‘thought bubble’ flashed above her head and she immediately asked if I could now demonstrate my ejaculation trick for the girls.
“OK Michael show them your fucking amazing orgasmic skills.” She announced. It didn’t take me long as I was way too horny for my own sanity. I got them to do the countdown from ten. They all laughed at this request but looked at each other and started counting….slowly. I had to join them in the count to up the pace slightly as my load was on its way.