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Chapter 68

On Tuesday, I woke up alone in bed, but was quickly joined by both Jennifer and Jenna, who sat on either side of me dressed in work dress. While Jennifer grabbed my cock, Jenna rolled my balls in her hand. As she jerked me off, Jennifer said, "I missed this." She slowly pumped away from the bottom of my shaft to the edge of my bulb, twisting her hand along the way. Within ten minutes, when Jenna squeezed my balls, I grunted and exploded all over my chest and stomach. Instead of stopping, Jennifer increased the pace of her hand and I began continuously moaning and bucking my hips because it was tortuously ticklish. Eventually, after five minutes, as Jenna was tickling my balls with her fingernails, I unloaded all over myself again then again. When I was done covering myself in cum and it was dribbling down my sides onto the bed, Jennifer stated, "Three." With that, both she and Jenna stood up, said their goodbyes and went to work, leaving me at home by myself.

After taking a shower and eating breakfast, I watched random television shows for a few hours until there was a knock on the door. I answered the door, nonchalantly standing in the nude. The teenager from last night was propping the screen door open. I quickly covered up what I could and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Dressed in a light blue halter top that showed off her midriff and daisy duke jean shorts, Alex spoke. "I don't know if you remember me..."

With my cockhead poking out from behind my hands, I stated, "From last night."

"Well, I'm incredibly attracted to you." She looked at what was exposed.

I covered up my cockhead and balls revealing a couple of inches of veiny shaft. Instead of putting an end to the conversation, I asked, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen. I'm legal." She broadly smiled as she inched closer to me.

As I said, "No thank you" and began to close the door, she stuck her foot across the threshold and stopped it from shutting.

"I've seen you around and..."

"Please leave."

"...And I've got to say, you're the finest specimen of man I've ever seen and I love how you like to show it off." She pushed the door wider when I barely resisted because I was busy covering myself up. As the door swung wide, she grabbed my arms and pulled them apart. "Oh, now, don't be shy." She looked down at my freed cock. "Look at that." She let go of my arms and grabbed my cock. "You know you want it." She dragged me further into the house by my cock, leaving the door wide open and took me to the recliner before having me sit down. "There." She sunk to her knees between my legs and encircled my cockhead with her index finger and thumb and started twisting. "You know you like it."

"You shouldn't be..." I trailed off.

"Don't even try to resist." As she cupped my balls in her left hand, she changed technique and started rubbing my frenulum with her right thumb. "Doesn't that feel good?"

I immediately replied, "Yes."

She kept rubbing my frenulum for the next thirty minutes or so. Half way through, I began continuously moaning as I felt the need to cum at all times. Eventually, with a loud wail, I cummed onto her hand as she smiled up at me. As I shallowly gasped for air for about one minute afterwards, she said, "Good boy."

"Holy shit."

"Did you like it?"

"God yes." Being edged felt wonderful. It had been a while.

"Good boy." Instead of letting go, she started rolling my balls in her hand and slowly jerking me off. "These feel like there is some left."

Breathing heavily, I responded, "There is."

"Then let me help you." She pumped so slowly that she kept me on edge again for about another thirty minutes. Despite biting my lips on several occasions, my moaning continued to be never ending. That is, until I grunted when I came all over myself. "Good boy." She let go of me to swipe a finger across my cum-covered stomach and stuck it in her mouth. She then repeated the behavior before opening her mouth wide to show me that she had swallowed what she had tasted. "You're so sexy."

"And you're so cute."

"Well, for that compliment..." She began lightly tickling my frenulum with flicks of her tongue and kept that up for about ten minutes. She then kissed my cockhead over and over and over again for a period of ten to fifteen minutes, again keeping me on edge. Eventually, she switched back to licking my frenulum and I came after another fifteen minutes or so. It trickled out of the tip of my cock and saturated my shaft along with the base of my cock, which she was holding. After I was done, she said, "There." She stood up and bowed down to kiss the tip of my cock. "Thank you for such a good time." With that, she left through the open door.

After Alex left, I took another shower and then sat around watching television for a few hours until Jenna got home. When she entered, I stood up at attention. After setting her bag down, she looked at me. "Do you need me to milk you?"

"If you wouldn't mind."

She sauntered over to me and looked down at my cock. "It's not as purple as I would imagine. Did you ejaculate while we were gone?"

I did not want to start off on the wrong foot with the girls. "Yes. Three times."

"Who?"

"Alex, from across the street."

"Who?"

"That teenager from last night."

"You just let her in and let her have her way with you?"

I did not want to lie. "Yes I did."

"Well, thank you for being honest." When she grabbed me, she said, "Jennifer will be happy." She began jerking me off. After a while, she grabbed my balls and squeezed, causing my knees to buckle a bit and she laughed. She then pumped away until I came with a grunt all over the carpeted floor. After I was done, she looked at the mess I made and told me to "Clean it up." I did as told. Just when I was putting away the cleaning products, Jennifer arrived home.

Instead of stripping, she walked up to me and grabbed my cock. "What has this been up to today?" After I told her exactly what happened, she thanked me. "I appreciate you telling me everything." She looked down, but asked Jenna from afar, "Did you milk him?"

Jenna replied, "Just did."

"Good." She let me go, patted me on the ass and said, "You'll have plenty of orgasms in a little bit. No need to spoil you now." She walked away without saying what she meant. For the next couple of hours, I sat in the recliner watching television as the girls, who remained clothed, sat on opposite ends of the couch. Eventually, out of nowhere, Jennifer asked us both, "Are you guys ready?"

After Jenna gave the affirmative, I asked, "For what?"

"You'll see." We all climbed into the car, both females sitting silently up front while I remained alone in the back. It was strange not being played with, but the anticipation made it worth it. Regardless, she drove north towards an unknown destination. Eventually, she pulled into a half packed parking lot in front of a strip mall and said, "We're here."

I asked, "Where?"

"The Hambone."

"The what?"

Jennifer explained, "It's a dive bar where anything flies. A female regular even stripped down and fucked a guy the other week. It's got pool tables and tonight is Karaoke night."

I responded, "I don't know."

Jennifer turned around in her seat to look me directly in the eyes. "I don't care what you think. Get out." I immediately complied, immensely turned on by her domineering tone of voice. She walked around the car, grabbed my dick and walked me into the dingy bar. All that happened when we entered was that everyone eventually looked at me before most of them returned to their vices. Some women continued to ogle me, but that's all. Jennifer walked up to the bar and ordered us three mixed drinks and they were handed over like I was not in my current condition -- nude with a hand around my cock. After receiving our drinks, we sat down out a high top. "It's nice being able to be yourself without ridicule, isn't it?"

I had to admit, "It's kind of nice." I turned around in my stool. "Want to play some pool?"

Jennifer agreed, "Sure." She got up, inserted quarters that she got from an old fashioned coin machine and racked the balls.

"Shoot to break?"

"No. You can."

I grabbed a cue, chalked it up and bent over to break. I whooped as I shot straight up in the air when a random woman ran a finger through my butt cheeks. I smiled in her direction, resumed my stance again and shot. I made the three ball on the break. After nearly running the table, I missed on the eight ball and scratched, giving her the win. "Damn."

Jennifer playfully yelled, "Yay! Your rack."

After I racked the balls, I backed away from the table near a two top where a couple of women were ogling me. As Jennifer was breaking, I turned to them and said, "Hi."

The curly-haired brunette with a dimple in her chin replied, "Hey yourself. I'm Sierra." She held out her hand for me to shake.

The wavy-haired blonde with cherubic cheeks and a button nose followed with, "I'm Fiona."

"I'm Jake." I shook her hand too.

Just as we were about to get into a conversation, Jennifer stated, "It's your turn."

After I took it, sinking two balls and missing on the third, I approached the two girls again, dick wagging in front of me. Fiona asked, "What's the occasion?" She looked me up and down.

I answered, "I'm a nudist."

Looking at my cock, Sierra said, "So? Have you taken Viagra or something?"

"Nope. I'm all naturale." I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm basically horny all of the time."

Fiona queried, "Why don't you take care of it?"

"It doesn't matter."

"What does that mean?"

Before I could answer, it was my turn to shoot. I sank three and missed the fourth. Afterwards, I neared their table once again. "Hey."

Watching my dick throb, Sierra asked, "Do you want us to help you with that?"

"Right here?"

"Stranger things have happened."

Jennifer walked up after missing. "Not until our game is over. Your turn."

I walked around the table sizing everything up and sank my next three shots including the eight ball. "I win."

Jennifer shook her head and told me to "Have fun. I'm going to sit back down with Jenna."

I was left to do my own thing and I hovered near the two girls I was trying to befriend. Eventually, Sierra asked, "Well?"

I huddled up next to her and she grabbed my dick. Fiona repositioned her chair so that she was within arm's length as well. The two girls started playing with me in front of all of the patrons, only some of whom cared. While there were those that intently watched, there were others that were more concerned with billiards or their drinks. So, in the middle of the bar, I eventually ejaculated all over two random girls that I just met after a pedestrian two-person handjob and no one batted an eyelash. It was a wonderful feeling. Though I thought there had to be a catch, the rest of the evening went just as well. After drinking with Jennifer and Jenna for a while, Karaoke began. After listening to others for a while, Jennifer got up and signed up for a song, or so I thought. After a few other people took their turns, my name was called. I looked at Jennifer and said, "No."

Jennifer replied, "C'mon. You're a good singer."

I responded, "Though that may be, I'm not in the position to..."

She cut me off and ordered, "Sing."

I got up and took the mike not knowing what song I was singing. I anxiously looked at the screen. It eventually read, Let's Get it On. I looked at Jennifer and mouthed, "Really?"

She said, "It's a good song" loud enough for me to hear over the starting music. As I sang the song, the women who were ogling me huddled nearby and I began singing in their direction. Eventually, numerous women started groping me. I hand hands everywhere -- on my inner and outer thighs, my ass, my stomach, my pectorals, my arms and my shoulders -- except my cock and balls, which were theatrically bouncing up and down as I got into singing the song. I looked at Jennifer as I continued singing. She mouthed, "I love you." I broke loose of the women and approached Jennifer as I sung. I rubbed my cock all over her, but she never took it in her hands. It was like she liked me being on display more than she wanted to play with me. When I finished singing and got an ovation from the women, after giving the microphone to the next singer, I sat down at the table. Jennifer said, "It looked like you enjoyed yourself." I just smiled in return.

Jenna asked, "What do you want to sing next?"

"I don't want to sing again."

Jennifer told me, "You're singing again."

Jenna queried, "And what is it going to be?"

I answered, "I don't know."

Jennifer suggested, "How about Wicked Game?" Jenna agreed and signed me up again. When I was called up, Jennifer hooted and hollered to make sure that all of the girls knew I was returning to the mike.

After being handed the device, I waited for the music to begin before doing my best to sound like Chris Isaak. As I sung, I approached the prettiest ladies and gave them all individualized seductive dances, allowing them each to briefly play with my throbbing dick. I eventually approached Jennifer. She turned me around and pushed me forward by my ass like she was giving me away. Next thing I knew, I was being pawed by several drunk girls who each drug their hands down my body to partake of jerking me off. With at least two hands on my dick and two on my balls, I started hesitating and getting off rhythm. Once that happened, I stopped singing altogether and started moaning into the mike. When I pulled it down to avoid projecting my orgasm to barroom full of strangers, one of the girls yanked my hand back upwards to put it in front of my lips once again. So, with the music playing in the background, I moaned for all to hear for about a minute longer before grunting and cumming all over the floor for all to see. I then had a difficult time catching my breath and, when I finally did, everyone started cheering, some clinking their glasses beforehand like they were toasting my ejaculation. After the clapping died down, I took my seat back at the table and asked, "How was that?"

Jenna stated, "It was pretty sexy."

Jennifer agreed. "Yeah, especially when you stopped singing."

I admitted, "I thought I did a good job at the beginning."

Jennifer queried, "When you were humping all of the girls?"

"Yes."

Jennifer stated, "That was okay. You're not a very good dancer." She gave my dick a few tugs and let go. "But your cock makes up for it."

After a few more drinks, we drove home, but when we got back to the house, we were surprisingly accosted by India. "I need to talk to you Jake."

Jennifer said, "He has nothing to say to you."

India told her to "Butt out."

I defended Jennifer. "Don't talk to my wife like that."

India ignored my comment. "I need to talk to you."

I asked, "About what?"

India declared, "I want you back."

Jennifer said, "Bitch, you never had him."

India proclaimed, "I had him squealing like a pig he orgasmed so hard."

I said, "Just go home, India."

"No. I want you." She approached me and grabbed my cock. While I tried to back away from her, Jennifer grabbed her arm and tried to yank it back, causing me to yelp in pain as my dick was nearly ripped from my body. Falling forward because I lost my balance, I ran into Jennifer, who released India when she was hit, and I fell onto to India on the front lawn. As I tried to pull away while on the ground, she held firm. "Please."

I yelled, "Let go of me!"

"But I love you."

"I don't love you." With that, she released my cock and I rolled away from her as she began to cry. As I crab-walked backwards, Jennifer came up to me and helped me up. "Thank you honey."

After we both looked at India for a little bit, Jennifer glanced at me and said, "Do something."

I asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know. But do something."

I walked over to India and crouched down. "I'm sorry, but I barely know you."

India wailed, "So?"

"That's pretty important."

"I'm having your baby."

"Again, that's on you. I wanted to pull out."

"But you didn't."

"You wouldn't let me."

Jenna walked up to Jennifer and said, "Let's just go inside. Jake." I turned towards Jenna. "Let's go."

India cried, "Don't go."

I turned towards India, "I've got to." When I stood up, she shot out of her seat and embraced me. "India. India. Please let go."

"No."

"C'mon. Be reasonable."

Jennifer walked up to us and pulled India off of me. "Get off of him!"

India pushed her back. "Leave me alone!"

Jennifer yelled, "Leave us alone!"

India proclaimed, "I'm not leaving!"

Jennifer angrily grabbed my hand and marched us to the house followed by Jenna. After both Jenna and I walked past her, she slammed the door. "Motherfucker!"

I quickly rotated and gave her a bear hug. "It's going to be okay."

She hugged me back. "How?"

"I don't know, but we'll make due." I kissed her on her forehead. After staying attached to one another for a minute, we released each other and, when we began to walk to the family room, India began loudly knocking. When Jennifer went to answer the door, I grabbed her arm and said, "Don't."

She pulled away from me and, when she opened the door, she screamed, "Go home!" India attempted to come inside but Jennifer pushed her back. "I'm going to call the cops!"

"Fuck you!"

"Get out of here!"

India stared Jennifer down. "No! I want to talk to him."

After slamming the door, when the knocking once again began, Jennifer called the authorities. Within a couple of minutes they were there and talking outside to India. Jennifer opened the door and explained the circumstances. The male officer turned towards India and told her, "You've got to go."

India declared, "I just want to talk to him."

The blonde female officer asked, "Where is he?"

Jennifer stated, "Inside."

The lady queried, "Can you have him come out?"

Jennifer hesitated. "Uh...he's a nudist."

"Fine. Then we'll go talk to him." The female officer came into the house and saw me standing in the foyer. "Holy shit." After shaking her head, she said, "I'm sorry. It's just that...never mind." She asked me about the situation and I explained that I did not want to talk to India at the moment. The officer returned outside and told India, "I've got to ask you to go. He doesn't want to talk to you."

India yelled, "Jake!"

The male cop said, "Ma'am. Keep it down."

"But I want to talk to him."

"Apparently he doesn't want to talk to you." He herded India to her car and, after several more minutes of yelling, she eventually drove away.

As that was happening, the female officer spoke to Jennifer and Jenna, who had also gone outside to see the show. Eventually, she turned towards Jennifer and said, "I have to admit, you're a lucky lady."

Jennifer asked, "How so?"

"I saw your husband."

"Oh." With a scrunch of her face, she queried, "Would you like to formally meet him?"

"What?"

"You could come inside."

"I shouldn't."

"It's okay."

The female cop turned towards her partner and said, "I'll be back in a minute." While he went to the car, she went inside and saw me still standing in the foyer.

Jennifer began to introduce us. "Jake, this is officer...?"

She finished Jennifer's sentence. "Darling. Stephanie Darling."

I reached out my hand and we shook. "Nice to meet you."

Holding my hand for an extended amount of time, she looked down at my crotch. Jennifer asked, "Would you like to touch it?"

"What?"

Jennifer answered, "His penis." Stephanie giggled. "He needs to be milked."

Stephanie turned to Jennifer. "What?"

"I think you heard me."

"Uh..." Stephanie finally let go of my hand and put hers down at her side. "Let me get this straight." She explained the circumstances correctly. "And you are encouraging me to play with him?"