Authors Note: All characters are fictional and are over eighteen years of age.
My Mother the Stripper -- Chapter Five.
I followed Nellie into room number five and she closed the door. The room was brightly illuminated making it hard to identify much detail until my pupils adjusted to the intensity of the light.
"Lift your arms in the air and slowly turn for us Hon," Said Nellie as I discovered that we were not alone.
As I turned, displaying my naked body, I made out the image of three other women who were taking note of my body, focusing on the hair on my genitals.
One of the women knelt before me and took my erection in her hand. She lifted it out of the way so she could examine my balls.
"So, hot stuff, please sit on the end of the table, lay back, and let's see what you've got," she said as she led me to a table I hadn't noticed before.
I put my ass on the end of the table, laid back, and allowed my engorged cock to point into the air and my balls to hang in full view of the middle-aged women.
"Just relax, another more heavy-set women said as I heard the familiar sound of shaving cream being applied to her hand.
My ass cheeks clutched against the cool menthol as she applied a generous amount of the heavy form to my penis and balls.
I grimaced and closed my eyes at the thought of this strange women taking a razor to my balls.
I braced myself and gritted my teeth as she started to expertly shave my crotch, manipulating my bag side to side as the thin blade severed and removed my pubs.
"Turn and lay on your stomach and put that round ass of yours in the air and spread your cheeks, I need to get into your crack."
I heard the sound of more shaving cream as I did as instructed, exposing my rectum to her waiting eyes.
The smell of menthol made its way into my nostrils as I felt the cool foam being applied to my cheeks and a little being pushed into my ass hole with the women's finger.
I felt the razor zip across my exposed skin and down around the base of my scrotum and around my exposed rectum. A warm towel was used to wipe the stubble laced cream away.
"Turn over and lay in the middle of the bench won't you Hon," Nellie asked.
I rolled over on my butt and "walked" my ass to the middle of the table until the heels of my feet reached the back edge of the paper covered surface.
A rolled up towel was placed under my head, giving me a view, although somewhat limited, of what was about to happen next.
Nellie clamped my shaft in her hand and licked a drop of post cum off the head.
"Hmm, when was the last time you ejaculated Hon?"
She licked her lips with her tongue, obviously tasting the remains of my semen from my most recent shot of cum.
I wasn't sure if it was really a question or just an observation, but regardless, I decided to answer her,
"About twenty minutes ago," I said proudly.
The three other women gasped a little as Nellie stated,
"That's right, you and Roxy are engaged in 'New Sex,' that explains it. My husband and I fucked like animals when we first got together."
I should have been embarrassed, but I was at the point where I was getting used to that type of talk.
"Do you think you can hold that hard erection for another half hour?"
She continued,
"Billie called and wants us to make a plaster cast of your engorged penis, do you think you can hold it that long?"
I thought about the hard sex Roxy and I were having lately and my cock twitched with excitement. I was puzzled as to why Billie made that strange request, but I was game for anything at this point.
"I'll give it a try," I said, thinking back on the problems I had with Crystal, but this seemed different. I didn't feel like I was cheating on Roxy this time. After all, she was encouraging me to do this.
"Ok, then let's get started."
Two of the women produced a plastic sheet and laid it over my nude body, feeding my genitalia through a hole in the middle.
I glanced over to a bench against the wall where another women was mixing up something that looked like thick pancake batter.
A light lube of some type was applied to my shaft and two of the women took their places on either side of me. Two bowls of the plaster-like mixture were put inside my spread legs.
"This is why we shaved you down there," Nellie explained,
"It would have been very painful for you if the plaster were to tug on any hair when the cast is removed."
"We didn't have time to do the Bazillion wax or electrolysis down there today, these molds can be a long process so we have to get started. We'll do that when you come back next week for your touch-up. We will, however, be waxing and creaming the rest of your body today when this part is over."
"Billie wants you basically hairless to enhance your boyish looks."
I jumped a little as the women started making what looked like a white volcano over my crotch, kneading the putty-like substance around my cock, being careful to prevent the creation of air pockets.
"Remember," Nellie said, "think hard, we need to do this in one try."
I could feel the substance start to harden while the women kept adding more globs to the mound as it continued to build.
Nellie, seeing the strain on my face as I fought to stay as stiff as I could, nodded to the heavy-set women who knowingly nodded back.
The women walked over to my face and unzipped her top, she proceeded to pop out her two massive breasts. She put one of her naked nipples into my mouth and worked it over my lips.
I responded by licking back with my tongue. She took one of my hands and put it over her other exposed breast. I instinctively started playfully pinching her nipple between my fingers. This women sure knew what she was doing as I felt surges of blood into my cock, keeping it engorged.
Nellie explained,
"After things set, we will be making life-sized acrylic replicas of your cock and send them to Billie. She usually likes to try cocks on for size before auditions."
Once the women stopped applying the plaster, Nellie set an egg timer and placed it by my feet, the sound of clicking and buzzing filled the room.
One of the women, who seemed new and inexperienced, walked over to me with a stick loaded with hot wax and was about to apply it to my chest, but Nellie stopped her,
"Not yet," we can't start the waxing while we are in this stage, the hot wax will make him start to go soft against the heat. We need to wait.
Nellie walked over to my face and started French kissing me, working her tongue deeply down my throat. The heavy set women started rubbing her abundant breasts on my chest, flicking my nipples with her fingers.
Both women worked on me in an orchestrated technique to keep me rock hard for the elapsed time needed for the plaster to cure.
Nellie pulled away long enough to say,
"Most guys have a tendency to cum at this point, try not to do that, it'll ruin the cast,"
"I hope Roxy was right when she said you should be well drained by now and your urges have subsided somewhat."
But she was wrong, I could feel sperm building up deep in my balls.
I was in a dilemma, on one side I was trying to stay rock hard, but on the other, I found this scene hot as hell and I wanted to cum badly. I loved being the object of their focus, if this is what stripping will be like, I'm all in....
One of the other women took over for Nellie and started kissing my neck and blowing in my ear. The timer kept clicking and buzzing.
Nellie looked at the face of the device and announced,
"Ten minutes left, how are you doing Hon?"
"Dam timer," I answered trying to gain my breath enough to talk, "How the hell long does this take?"
"Fifteen minutes," replied Nellie.
The buzzing and clicking continued.
"Ok, we are down to five minutes now," said Nellie, looking at the timer again.
More clicking,
I kept my focus on my cock, fighting to hold my erection.
"Ok, that's down to twenty seconds now," said Nellie signaling to the two women who were working to keep me aroused.
The women moved away. I lifted my head and smiled at the White Mountain that had hardened over my cock.
"Ding!!"
"Ok, let's see what we have," said Nellie as one of the women started chipping away at the excess plaster around my crotch.
She very gingerly started to lift the mound slowly, pulling my member away from my body. She knew that the mold would be reluctant to release its grip on my cock.
The plaster had formed a tight seal over the head of my cock, it was refusing to let go easily. My penis was being stretched far from its natural length. I started squirming and grimacing in pain.
Nellie turned to the women doing the extraction,
"This must be that bulb Roxy told me he gets at full arousal, just use steady tension on it until it lets loose."
Nellie turned to me and instructed,
"Lay back Hon, relax,"
"Take deep breaths."
I twisted against the vacuum that was trying to rip my penis off my body.
"More deep breaths," Nellie instructed,
"This is a great sign, most guys lose their erection and the mold just slides off."
"Your erection seems to have held, that's why you are stuck, but we should get excellent results!"
I kept taking deep breaths in and out of my lungs, praying for my erection to subside.
Just when I thought I'd be ripped apart, a loud noise erupted,
"Pop!"
Suddenly the vacuum subsided as the plaster mound let go. I laid back in relief.
Nellie picked up the heavy mold and looked it over.
"Looks good so far, but we won't know for sure until we add the acrylic and it cures in a few hours."
"Let's get you waxed and shaved while we are waiting, hopefully we won't have to redo it. We could be in for a long night otherwise."
Nellie placed a pair of dark glasses over my eyes as a bright light, similar to what a dentist uses, was pulled over me and intensely illuminated my body.
