In the first chapter: As a urologist, I've seen all sizes and shapes of penises. One day, I saw the perfect one in the shower and said it out loud. The guy, Parker, thanked me for the compliment. Later, we met in the sauna. I continued ogling his organ, and he suggested I come closer to inspect it. I ogled it and felt an attraction toward it like never before. I ended up sucking it. He told me he'd be there again on Friday. Despite having family members visiting, I went to the club to play with his prick and milk it again.
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On Friday, I left the house and entered the health facility. I didn't have motivation to exercise. I just wanted another date with Parker's adorable cock. It attracted me like a magnet. As a urologist, I've seen tons of male genitalia and never felt like it. My brain told me it was crazy, but I was hooked.
At such a late hour, I saw only 2 women using the elliptical in the large exercise area. I took a short shower and entered the fog-covered steam room. I noticed Parker sitting on the upper shelf with his eyes closed and his cock fully exposed in all its glory.
I thought he was sleeping and hesitated about what to do next. A moment later, I knelt on the lower shelf, grabbed his tool, enveloped it with my lips, and started milking it gently.
Parker's hand caressed my hair, "Good boy. You crave my cock, don't you? That's a good sign. But next time, beg me before touching it, clear? So you elected to give me a BJ despite having guests. I like your priorities. Like you, I have something I must finish tonight, so if you do a good job, you'll be allowed to swallow my stuff and leave early."
I bobbed Parker faster, and my tongue squeezed his organ onto my palate, increasing the friction many folds.
After he came, Parker grinned, "Dylan, this evening, you have done much better. I'll see you here again on Monday, but the following meetings we better arrange at my house. There is no reason to take a risk. It is rare that somebody enter the sauna so late, but not impossible. We'll talk about the details on Monday. If you decide not to come to my home later, simply do not show yourself here on Monday at 9 pm. I'll understand.
I chuckled, "Parker, I sucked you only twice, but your cock is more addictive than coke, and I think I became depended on your nectar."
He smiled and exited the misty room.
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Monday evening, I entered the sauna on time. The visibility was close to 0. I heard Parker talk to somebody who sat to his right. I sat on his left and leaned back. They were talking about sports, guessing who would win the superball. I relaxed with my hands on my sides, not trying to hear them.
Suddenly, I felt Parker taking my right hand a placing it on his cock. The visibility was so poor, I doubted his friend could see my hand but Parker's brazen act surprised me. As he pulled my palm to bob his prick, he continued talking to his friend as if everything was the same.
From where I sat, I couldn't see his friend's face and felt relieved he couldn't see my hand playing with Parker's genitalia. Then Parker said, "Terry, this is Dylan. He is a new friend."
Terry's face moved toward me, "Nice to meet you." He extended his right arm to me.
Parker's hand locked my right hand on his tumescent cock, and I extended my left one to Terry, "Good to meet you too." He chuckled but remained quiet and left shortly after.
Parker turned to me, "Wednesday evening, be at my house at 8 pm. I do not have a sauna, but in my yard, I have a 10 meter long pool and a jacuzzi for 4. We'll have good time." He gave me his phone number and address and left.
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I arrived home and saw Jane walking toward the bathroom wearing only a bra and low cut panties. She looked fantastic. At 35, she was at the prime of her life with a figure a younger woman would be proud of: She was 5'4", 120 pounds, wavy, shoulder-length light brown hair, a cute face, D-cup breasts, flat tummy, and shapely hips.
After blowing Parker, I was horny. Watching Jane's half naked body gliding before me was enough to remind me my cock did not participate in the action at the sauna. It deserved to have fun, too. I hurried behind my wife, caught her as she opened the door, hugged her waist, pushed my stiff pole between her cheeks, and whispered in her ear, "Darling, you look very sexy. May I have you?"
She grinned, "Honey, if you are a good boy and be patient until Art is asleep, I might be receptive to your disgusting intentions."
I kissed her lips softly, freed her, and mumbled, "I'll wait."
By 10 pm, our son was sound asleep in his room. I went to the bedroom to tell Jane our hanky-panky may proceed. As I entered, I saw her standing naked with legs parted slightly, leaning on the bed frame in a seductive pose. Her nipples and both sets of lips were covered with Nutella.
She smiled, "Honey, after dinner, I noticed you were still hungry, so I decided to give you a dessert, although, from my point of view, it will be only the appetizer..."
"Janey, I love Nutella. I usually put it on a slice of bread, but I'll give it a try..."
"Jerk, you should have said, 'Honey, I like Nutella, but I am sure you'll taste better."
I chortled, "Is it our anniversary that I am getting a treat, or a certain lady is very hungry?..."
"It's the second one."
I undressed in a record time and instructed her to lie on her back and spread her legs. I was expected to kiss her first and lick the chocolate from her upper lips. However, she seemed very horny, and I was concerned her drenched lower lips would stain the sheets.
I crawled between her thighs and began lapping on her plump folds. The taste was a delicious mixture of Nutella, sweet-and-sour, and minimal floral soap. I liked it a lot. I took my time, careful not to touch her brown-covered sensitive clitty. She squirmed, attempting to force my tongue onto her love nub, but it was unsuccessful. Then I leaned on her torso and licked her half-dollar size covered nipples. She began moaning and complained she was too aroused for my games.
I held both her hands on the sides of her body and sucked on the nipples one after the other. Her groans turned louder, and I knew Jane was ready to explode.
Next, I shoved my dagger all the way to the hilt, and without warning, began drilling her pussy powerfully. A few seconds later, my lady jolted in the air as if hit by lightning and started screaming.
Our son, Art, was a heavy sleeper, but Janey's screams were deafening and could awaken the dead in the nearby cemetery. While still plowing her cunt savagely, I crushed her body, and French kissed her. My tongue found its way into her hot mouth, exploring it. As my tongue retreated back into my mouth, her tongue penetrated my mouth and began dancing in my oral cavity. In a flash, Parker's cock appeared before my eyes, tempting me. I used Jane's tongue as a surrogate for a cock and sucked on it hungrily, ejaculating gallons of whitish seed. The picture of Parker's amazing organ before my eyes triggered my huge orgasm, and I barely had time to massage her gorgeous tits or tweak her clitoris.
We rested for 10 minutes, and then I saw her head rising. She looked at my groin and giggled, "You refused to touch my chocolate-covered clitty, and it stained your cocky. It's time for the cleaning crew." She bent, held my deflated dick with 2 fingers, and licked it thoroughly. Then she inserted it into her mouth, rested her head on my lower abdomen, and relaxed, using my penis as a pacifier.
I caressed her hair, "Janey darling, I love the way you take your cleaning job to another level. Will you marry me?"
She laughed around my prick and continued milking it gently for another 5 minutes before kissing me good night. She was asleep minutes later. I wondered why, for the second time, Parker's cock interfered with my satisfactory sex with my wife. I had no answer, but I had a suspicion I was becoming obsessed with his wonderful member.
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Wednesday evening, I told Jane I wished to start my exercises earlier and left at 7:30 pm. The drive to Parker's house lasted 20 minutes. His property was fenced with thick, tall bushes. Everything in the yard was neat: The grass was freshly cut, and the beautiful pink and purple roses were in full bloom. The pool and whirlpool were ready for use.
I rang the bell. Parker showed up wearing a long robe. He smiled, "Come in." We entered his spacious living room. He had large paintings on 2 walls. I started checking them up close. While I was no expert in painting, I loved the art and visited several museums in my lifetime. The style of the first picture looked very familiar. I read the name: Anselm Kiefer. Of course! I inspected the second. It was painted by Gerhard Richter. I was impressed - These were among the most known contemporary painters.
As I visited the third one, I felt Parker hugging me from behind. He whispered in my ear, "I see you appreciate my taste in paintings. They cost me a fortune, but I love to see them every time I come home from work."
He finished and kissed the side of my neck. I shivered. His hands moved from my waist to my tummy and slowly crept to my chest.
I stood still while his hands traveled my body, not knowing how to behave. But it felt good, and I closed my eyes. His right hand moved up, reaching my face. Then his thumb trailed my lips lightly. I parted my lips, and his thumb invaded it. I started sucking on it.
While doing it, I felt his cock hardening behind my back. It nestled between my ass cheeks and continued growing.
Suddenly, his hands left me, and he said, "Let's go to my jacuzzi."
I smiled, "It's outside. I didn't bring a swimsuit."
