Theo couldn't see a thing but with Ruthie leading the way, squeezing his cock he didn't need to see. He felt like he might cum before they could get it on. She stopped, turned and pulled him to her. She kneaded his ass cheeks and ground her belly against his cock trapped between them. She put her arms around his neck and whispered, "Stay here while I get the lights."
She left him standing naked, cock pointing across the room. His eyes slowly adjusted and he heard breathing, soft steady shallow breathing. Ruthie slowly raised the light level in the room and Theo found himself standing in a room full of women. He was too stunned to move but not too stunned to be embarrassed. His cock wilted.
Ruthie returned and wrapped her arms around his neck. Once again she whispered, "If you keep playing my game every woman here will kiss your cock." She took Theo by the hand and led him around the room. "Ladies, I give you our guest of honor." On the second circuit she led him to three older women seated on a couch.
"Ladies, as founding members you have the honor of inspecting our guest first." As Ruthie spoke she gestured as if to usher Theo forward and as if he had been trained he moved closer placed his hands behind his back and let the ladies handle his package. Ruthie smiled; this one will do anything I say she thought.
For the next hour Theo entertained the ladies, some like the founders were in their sixties, others were in their middle years like his mother, still more were in their twenties or thirties and a few, like Ruthie were just eighteen or nineteen. All of them seemed to like his cock and balls. They stroked. They squeezed. They kneaded his ass. A few played with his anus but none of them tried to enter him. True to her word they all kissed his cock as if to say goodbye when they were done with him and some of them even gave him some very nice sucking action but none of them would let him cum. Theo didn't know why but he felt liberated. The women accepted him without any pretence. They didn't care about his apartment or car or brand of clothes. Just Theo. They stroked his arms and legs. They lightly dragged their nails up and down his back. They were especially interested in his cock and balls. Each, in turn, held his balls and rubbed them or pulled them or squeezed them. They stroked his cock and if precum appeared they vied for a taste. Some wanted a picture as a memento. They took turns holding his cock, kissing his cock, even sucking his cock as one of the ladies recorded the evening on film. He lost all sense of embarrassment as their questions became more and more personal. They were interested in his sex life. They asked about his girl friends and finally one asked him if he masturbated.
Theo had no reason to lie. "Yes." He replied.
The women started to gather around as another asked, "How often?"
"Every day I don't have sex with my girl friend." He stated bluntly.
"Have you done it yet today?" Another asked.
"Will you do it later?" Someone chimed in.
"Maybe." Theo admitted.
"Why don't you do it for us now?" Ruthie asked as she took his hand and led him to a large sturdy coffee table that had been moved to the middle of the room. The women formed a semi-circle as he stepped onto the table. "Would you like some baby oil, we don't want you to get any blisters."
She squirted the oil on his outstretched hand and smiled as she looked directly into his eyes. Theo looked at her; he saw a gleam in her eyes he had never seen before. Slowly he began to stroke his cock for them. Two of them removed their blouses and bras and stepped to the front giving him a beautiful target to aim for. He looked around the quiet room. All eyes were on him as he slowly beat off for them. Ruthie stood at the rear with one hand rubbing a tit and the other in his boxers. She saw him looking at her and pulled her hand out to blow him a kiss. Theo came. The first shot missed his targets tits and landed in her hair instead. The ladies exploded with applause and encouragement. The second shot landed squarely on an exposed breast but was just as quickly lapped up by the lady next to her. Before he could move two more women stepped forward and competed to see which could lick up the most cum. They pushed his hand away and a third grabbed it and cleaned the sticky mess from his hand. The rest of the ladies went back to their drinks and conversation.
Ruthie stepped in and helped him off the table. "You were great!" She congratulated him. "What would you like to drink?"
"What do you have?" He asked as she led him to the bar. "Mostly beer and wine," she answered, "but we do have a bottle of JD if you prefer the hard stuff.
"I think a beer will do." He allowed.
"You've earned it." She said as she reached into a cooler and handed him an ice cold Sam Adams. "What do you think of our club?"
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So the question is: What do you think? Are you interested in CFNM? Have you participated; in what capacity? Would you like to? Your comments and suggestions are welcome.