It has been quite some time since my last submission in this series, if you have not read any of the preceding chapters I think you should!
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As always, this is just one look at the CFNM genre and probably not the most popular but, really ladies, you have no idea how much potential power you have!
The story continues;
As Thomas left the parlor Miss Conrad turned to Miss Morton and asked. "I'm curious Ruth; just what did you mean by your weekly 'pecker party'?"
"Oh Carol, dear, it's something the younger Sisters started a while back. The Sisterhood isn't a recognized social group at Cloverdale or any other school for that matter! But we are a tight knit group of about sixty or so ladies who promote the CFNM concept. I guess that we are the radical fringe because none of the younger Theta Sigma Sisters are married. Not that any of us have anything against marriage."
"The older members started the group in the nineteen thirties as a way of supporting each other in their choices concerning marriage and family and/or career. Sisters like my mother and Mrs. Swanson gravitated to the family aspect of the growing femdom movement. They have chosen to train men to be subservient to women and that is a necessary and valid choice but some of us want more freedom and careers."
The conservative group, like my mother, believes in a form of monogamy in which the females of the family voluntarily reserve their vaginas and mouths for their husbands only. They see the use of their hands in masturbating men as a necessary means of training. The progressives or as my mother says radical group sees no reason not to enjoy a man's penis in any and all ways as long as that man is single and willing!"
"So, you aren't planning on getting married?"
"Carol, silly dear, I'm just nineteen! I've got at least three more years of school and a lot of experimenting to do. I don't want to be tied down right now. At best, considering the size of our family I'd be limited to half a dozen or so penises and I want to play with a lot more than that!"
"But what does your mother say?"
"She says that I shouldn't even think about making such an important life choice until I graduate; even Mrs. Swanson thinks it's important for a young Sister to play the field so to speak. That's why she looks for young women who have completed their degrees and have experience in the world to assist her in training the young devotees. Each year one of them graduates and more often than not they leave her home under the care of a Sister who helped train them!
"Is that true? Miss Williams asked; trying to conceal the depth of her curiosity.
"Absolutely!" Ruthie exclaimed as she turned to her mother, "Didn't you help train Dad before you were married."
"That's right, dear; training your father opened my eyes to the necessity of growing the CFNM culture through strong matriarchal families."
"I'm afraid that is going to have to wait," Mrs. Swanson interrupted; Scott is coming down the stairs now!"
There was a soft rapping on the parlor door. "Come in, Scott, we've been waiting for you." Mrs. Swanson answered.
"I'm so sorry if I've kept you waiting, I certainly didn't mean to." Scott apologized.
"Not to worry, Scott! We've been having a little chat to get to know each other. My guests would like to get to know you too, Scott. Would you like to make yourself comfortable?"
Scott Brown was a year behind Thomas but he had been at Mrs. Swanson's over three years and had gone through this ritual many times. It never ceased to excite him! It was such a rush to be naked for a lady but for six! That didn't happen very often. When he was fully disrobed Mrs. Swanson called him to her side. "Ladies, this is Scott Brown, he's a second year medical student who hopes to practice family medicine. Isn't that right, Scott?"
Mrs. Swanson began the introductions, "I'd like you to meet Mrs. Morton, Scott. She is Carl's mother."
It was strangely unsettling to be meeting Carl's mother, but he tried to put that out of his mind. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Morton."
"And seated next to her is her daughter Ruth. Mrs. Morton and Ruth have come a long way to give Carl his first milking, isn't that nice, Scott?"
The way the women talked about masturbation made him blush. He knew they would be masturbating him soon but the thought of Carl's mother and sister giving Carl his first full draining brought back memories of his own mother and aunt doing him for the first time. His penis was starting to swell. "Carl is a very fortunate young man to have such a caring family." Scott said as he nodded to Mrs. Morton and Ruth.
After the introductions were completed Mrs. Swanson rose from her seat and invited her guests to follow her to the kitchen. She took Scotts arm and said, "Our next demonstration will be in the kitchen, Please follow me."
When they entered the kitchen Miss Bridgeway drew a bowl of warm water and placed it on the island in the middle of the kitchen. A terry cloth towel and wash cloth was fetched from the closet by the entrance and placed by the bowl.
"Most mornings my young men awake with an erection." Mrs. Swanson explained, "Since this indicates a build-up of sperm I feel it is necessary and proper to relieve them before they go about their day's business. That is why I recommend a quick draining of the seminal fluid before they leave for their classes for the day. This will focus their minds and help them achieve their goals. As you can see we have a series of small shelves here at the end of the island to hold a bowl to catch their ejaculate. Actually, there are three shelves to accommodate men of varying heights. Those who are a little too tall might have to squat down a little but so far we have had vary few problems with this procedure. Miss Bridgeway, would you please explain the technique we use in the morning?"
"Thank-you Mrs. Swanson, I'd be delighted." Turning to Scott she said, "Mr. Brown, would you please step up to the bowl?"
As Scott took the expected position Miss Bridgeway placed a small glass bowl on the middle of the three shelves.
"How do you know which shelf to use?" asked Miss Williams.
"Experience," answered Miss Bridgeway. As you get to know the young men you will know how they react. Scott maintains a flatfooted stance and bends his knees slightly before he cums. I like the second shelf for Scott because it makes it easiest to catch his semen."
"Just what do you do with all that semen, Mrs. Swanson?" Miss Conrad wondered.
"It has its uses, young lady! But that is a topic for ladies ears only. Please continue Miss Bridgeway."
"If you recall, in the previous demonstration we showed you the 'overhand grip'. The overhand grip is best used in the seated position and allows the masturbatrix to grip as she pulls and relax as her hand returns to the base of the penis. It is a slower, much more deliberate stroking method. We call it the overhand grip because the 'V' formed by the thumb and forefinger are on top of the penis. You will find the overhand grip useful from both a standing and a seated position. If you recall, as Thomas became more and more excited he began to loose control of his hips. He simulated intercourse by thrusting into my hand. As a devotee does this we encourage him to develop a mental image of his 'dream girl', to imagine thrusting into her vagina. By strengthening or loosening the grip we can encourage or prolong his experience in much the same way that his wife will use the muscles in her vagina to control his ejaculation when they are making love."
"I noticed that when he came he kissed your hand and licked up the semen that didn't make it to the apron." Miss Williams recalled. "Why do you do that?"
"Quite simply, Miss Williams, we believe that when a man is dedicated to a Sister he should be completely enthralled with her body and should not leave her with a mess to cleanup after they make love. He should be happy to clean and pleasure her vagina for her and licking the hand to clean up any stray semen is to condition him to do that." Mrs. Swanson explained.
"Mmm, I see. I'm sorry to interrupt, please continue, Miss Bridgeway."
"No need to apologize, Miss Williams, please feel free to ask any questions you want! I want you to understand our methods completely. Go on, Miss Bridgeway.
"In the morning, things are usually quite hectic but the boys always seem to need relief! Since there isn't much time we like to perform the task here at the island. As you can see Scott has braced himself on the island and I can stand to his side. In this position the overhand grip is of no use. The 'underhand' grip, which is with the palm of the hand under the penis, is best. By the way, this grip is the one favored by men when they masturbate by themselves. If you should notice any novice devotee even looking like they might be thinking about jerking themselves off they should be scolded; and if, heaven forbid, you should actually catch them doing it they should be taken to Mrs. Swanson for punishment. Isn't that right, Scott?"
"Yes, ma'am," Scott agreed, "as devotees our semen is controlled by the Sisters!"
Miss Bridgeway continued, "After you have taken hold of the erect penis you may want to place your free hand in the small of your subject's back. This will help steady you and at this same time you can massage his back as you stroke his penis. Would you like to try this technique first, Miss Williams?
"Gladly, Miss Bridgeway," she responded. Taking her position on Scott's left side and stroking him with her left hand.
"Are you left handed, Miss Williams?" Mrs. Swanson inquired.
"No, ma'am, I guess I'm ambidextrous," The dark skin of her hands was in stark contrast to Scott's creamy white skin. Her long supple fingers encircled his shaft and she began a slow rhythmic stroking motion.
"There is no time to waste most mornings, Miss Williams, I want you to see just how fast you can make him cum! Mrs. Swanson instructed.
"Yes, ma'am!" Miss Williams grinned broadly as her hand became a blur, almost demanding that he give up his semen. She leaned in slightly letting the tips of her breasts touch his arm. She whispered in his ear, "Give it up Scotty, give Toya your creamy white spunk, you can do it!" As her insistence increased her voice rose, "Give Toya some nice big boy spurts, Scotty!"
In her obviously expert hands Scott was clearly out matched, he threw back his head and sighed, "Oh, yes! Thank-you, Miss Williams, thank-you.!" After shot after shot of cum splashed into the bowl she squeezed out the last few drops and presented him her with hand. "Thank-you, Miss Williams, I feel much better now!" He kissed the back of her hand and then turning it over licked up the few drops of semen that were on her fingers.
