Author's note:
First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.
This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.
Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.
Peter
Now on to the story:
The Fertility Clinic - Part six
The week dragged by. Each day seemed an eternity. Sally got more and more demanding and pushed me further and further each day. Each night during our sessions she would comment almost non-stop either about how much fun she was having or about how much I must be aching to cum, how full my balls felt, etc.
It was really getting to me. I slept worse each night and by Friday I was a complete and total mess. I was having a very hard time imagining getting through the weekend. I had seriously contemplated whacking off dozens of times, but Sally, knowing how distressed I was, had repeatedly made it very clear that if I did so life would be total Hell for a very long time. She was getting into this more each day. I think the expression she had used was "...will make this week seem pleasant by comparison." They way she said it, I knew she was completely serious. I managed to refrain only because I believed the price would be as high as she claimed.
Friday night was more of the same, but since we didn't have work the following day Sally announced that our playtime would be longer this evening. She no longer even pretended that this was just about conceiving. Sally had become a total cockteasing addict. She was having several orgasms every night and she readily admitted that they were made far more powerful as a result of playing with my cock and balls and watching my reaction when she would deny my orgasms at the last possible moment. The more I suffered, the stronger she came! She wasn't the least bit apologetic about it any more either.
What I could not figure out was the was why I seemed helpless to stop it. I know I could have just refused, but it had almost become something I needed as much as she did, even though the frustration was making me crazy! My cock and balls certainly had never received so much attention in my whole life.
The kids were still gone over the weekend, and the weather was lousy. So, since we were housebound anyway, Sally decided I would spend the day naked! She did a very long and slow hand job session to start the day, and after that she would come over to me every time she noticed me get soft and stroke my cock a bit. The result was I spent almost every minute that day with a hard-on.
That night at bedtime Sally was insatiable. She wanted a full body massage. Rubbing her body like that always drives me crazy; in my condition it was almost unbearable. I'd barely gotten started and already I was shaking all over. Of course my cock was already rock hard and dribbling.
Sally loves to have her breasts massaged and her nipples played with when she is really turned on; so I focused quite a bit of attention on them. Being a tit man and loving hers in particular was making me throb all the more.
Finally she flipped over on to her tummy and I massaged her back and legs and she especially had me focus on her butt.
"OH God Joel, I am so wet, please finger me," she nearly commanded.
I slipped my hand under and slid two fingers inside her. She was indeed sopping. I teased her clit and worked on her G spot. In no time she was cumming hard. I was sweating heavily by this point.