Let me pour you a good long drink
Ooh baby don't you hesitate 'cause
Tonight's the night
It's gonna be alright
'Cause I love you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now
The last stanza was a bunch of French words that nobody understood, but the message was sent. Ryan was gonna get laid, and the following hours would bring forth historical pleasure for one man. That man and still technically a virgin was Ryan. He had fondled and touched Blair's, Victoria's and Lana's boobs and pussies, but he had never plunged his raging missile into the tight wet promised land. Lana now had instructions for both Kirk and Ryan.
"Now I want both of you to strip naked and we're gonna strap you both down together on the queen restraint bed. I know it's a tight fit, but I know you guys will manage somehow. The feminine touch will be on top of you soon, and you will completely forget that your inches away from each other." said Lana.
The guys were soon nude and cuffed to the queen bed. Blair and Victoria climbed on the bed and sat between Ryan and Kirk's legs, respectively. Victoria's approach to Kirk's limp dick was to begin kissing, caressing and cupping his balls until he was at least 3/4 erect. She twirled her fingers in his pubic hair with one hand while planting wet kisses on the top of his prick making sure that her red lipstick was clearly visible on the top of mushrooming tower. Her velvety tongue worked its magic by circling around the shaft and licking and flicking at the very top of his penis. By this point in time, Kirk's missile was fully engaged and ready for liftoff.
Not to be upstaged, Blair massaged Ryan's cock with her right hand, enclosing it in the warmth of her fingers. Her fingers went up and down his pole, very gently, as the other hand twirled his balls, playfully. When she blew air into his slightly widening slit, he shuddered and groaned. She gripped the base of his seven inch plus tower of pleasure and massaged it with her fingers in a twisting motion as her mouth and tongue sucked and licked its upper portion. Over and over her tongue and fingers went up and down - gently, tenderly, unrelentingly. Blair persisted with her attack, passionately exploring all the sensitive crevices of his virgin prick, not sparing his two-family jewels in the process. He was moaning and attempting to thrust his hips skyward.
Lana instructed both girls to mount each guy cowgirl style. Since each guy's rooster was fully loaded to their 7 plus inch max, the amusement park rides began in earnest - as the thrusting and bouncing commenced. Lana's hot box needed attention, and she sat down on Ryan's face. As best he could (without the use of his hands), he licked and sucked on her now swollen clit. After about ten minutes, all the girls changed positions with Victoria riding on Ryan, Blair riding cowgirl on Kirk and Lana face-planting her pussy on Kirk's face. Both cowgirls quickened their pace, as both guys' howls and squeals increased in intensity.
"Take off my patch, please. My balls: my balls are turning blue; they're hurting bad!" yelled Ryan.
While still perched on top of Kirk's joystick, Blair exclaimed: "The National Weather Service has issued a Blue Balls Warning for this area; please take cover immediately."
Victoria and Lana both broke down laughing. Ryan did not appear to be amused as his mouth was agape and he had a look of desperation on the remainder of his face. Ryan's begging continued even as Victoria was unmercifully slamming her pussy down at an even more furious pace. Lana, who was always amused at watching men squirm in their sexual frustrations, decided to pull the plug on Ryan's pleasurable pain.
"Now." she said.
Victoria dismounted from Ryan's distressed pecker, and Lana remove the restraints from his wrists. Victoria ripped his patch off his prostate causing him momentary pain. Lana pulled him off the bed and laid herself out spreadeagled on the left side of the bed.
"Do me! I want you to fuck me now!" screamed Lana.
Ryan wasted no time as he assumed the missionary position on top of Lana. His purple-colored missile dove into Lana's moist pussy with wild abandon. Within twelve to fifteen seconds, Ryan felt that familiar twitch knowing that he had now passed the point of no return. This dovetailed into another ten to twelve seconds of pure orgasmic bliss followed soon by the unleashing of at least twenty-seven distinct squirts of his man juice. The post orgasm semen drips were next, finishing off with the spasms and shaking. Lana was massaging her clit and her orgasm commenced as Ryan's spasms were fading - not exactly simultaneous orgasms, but close enough. He collapsed on top of her while she was still whimpering and chirping like a small bird. Meanwhile on the right side of the bed, Victoria had torn off Kirk's patch, and Blair dismounted from him and began frantically fisting his cock until he exploded all over his chest, abdomen and pubes. Some of his jism landed on his face - which Blair promptly licked off. Kirk was quickly released from his restraints, but the sex party was far from over.
"Was that a good orgasm?" Blair asked Ryan.
"Absolutely phenomenal; I'm at a loss for words." said Ryan.
"And you can go at it again in about twenty or probably thirty minutes, but you're not gonna get the super orgasm like you just did. You'd probably get one or two squirts out, but you can do that every thirty minutes or so. You gotta wait eight full hours for another super orgasm." said Blair.
"I have never been pounded that hard by a man in my entire life; you were amazing." said Lana.
Ryan had waited a full year to empty his nuts, and he was not going to wait another eight hours for his next orgasm. He spent the next six hours fucking the three girls in every way imaginable (he came ten more times, albeit small ejaculations but pleasurable none the less). Kirk left the mansion and drove on home. Ryan fell asleep exhausted on the queen restraint bed. Lana and Blair found some sheets and a blanket to keep him warm for the night (which was slowly transitioning to morning); they also placed a new patch on him. Ryan awoke around 1:00 PM on Saturday afternoon, and the four of them retreated to the master bedroom, and he spent the next four hours in a pleasurable foursome with his three busty sex goddesses. He released his super orgasm plus eight more before everyone was eager for dinner. Because of the patch, Ryan's orgasm count from last night into the following afternoon was two super orgasms plus eighteen of the one or two squirt variety. They all got dressed and drove to a nearby seafood restaurant.
"Can you guys now explain everything; why you're from the future and why I'm some sort of science experiment for you." asked Ryan.
"Well, I'm not even sure where to start, but I'll try. First off, I wanna give you your lottery numbers for tomorrow night's drawing. The five white powerball numbers for tomorrow night are 12,17,42, 44 and 61. The red powerball number is 19 (she provided the numbers on a sheet of paper). Be sure to buy your ticket tonight or tomorrow. As we mentioned, the prize is $875 million but you need to take the lump sum of $250M because we can help you almost double your money practically every year - unless of course you're a spendthrift who goes out and buys a 757 and a couple of huge yachts. Luckily, you're in one of the states where you can remain anonymous, and we highly recommend that.
Now I'm still trying to figure out how to explain all this to you. By now you pretty much know that everything about our jobs and the pharmaceutical company was not true. I guess we need to begin with a big confession, and you may not like what you're gonna hear. Of course, you have heard of privacy laws; that has become mainstream I guess since the 1980s or 90s. Well, what we've done with you is basically obliterate every privacy law you can think of. A prosecuting attorney could send us to jail for at least a decade, but then again, we don't exist here; we're from the future.
OK, this is where I drop the bombshell. Everything that all of us have done in the apartment, my house and the mansion have all been livestreamed forward to the year 2275. Over 150 million people around the world (in the year 2275) have seen the past year and what you've gone through. They've seen everything: the teasing, the anal plugs, the dildos, the vibrators, all your conversations with us, all the wild and perverted stuff, anything and everything in the apartment, my house and the mansion. We've had multiple hidden cameras and sound devices that can record audio and video - as well as you would see in a 2160 4K pornographic video." said Lana.
"It even gets more bizarre because you have to understand the culture and the sexual attractions of the late 23
rd
century. You also have to remember that centuries ago, women who were slightly plumb and pale were considered attractive. Extra padding indicated affluence and fertility, and only peasant women had a tan. Women in the 23
rd
century are turned on by men (who are obviously cute) but also have enormous self-discipline, and one of the measures in 2275 for self-discipline is orgasm denial, specifically for men. In your world today, a lot of young girls like to watch Dancing with the Stars or The Bachelorette or similar shows. Well in 2275, three of the most popular shows are MOD, TOD and WOD standing for Monday Orgasm Denial, Tuesday Orgasm Denial and Wednesday Orgasm Denial. Beginning each year on the first Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of January, a nightly show begins its season. Each of the three nights begins with twelve young hot handsome twenty something guys who have been chosen from tens of thousands of male applicants. They compete in an orgasmic denial game pretty much the same as what you went through. The goal for each of them is to finish the complete calendar year without POM (porn, masturbation or an orgasm) and obviously not sex. The winner gets the equivalent of ten million dollars in today's dollars. Because of inflation and all, you don't even want to know the real dollar number is in 2275. Second place is only 1 million and there is no third place. If no one makes it the full calendar year, the one who lasts the longest only gets 1 million and second place gets $100K. said Lana.
