I leave the Sampling Lounge without incident, and Olivia takes me to the shower room where I watch the bikini girls do their job.
After seeing the ladies 'milk' their victim and eat his cum, Olivia reached under the table and squeezed my soft penis. "That didn't get you going? They sure got what they wanted," she said as her hand moved to my pushed-up balls. Her exploration felt nice, but I wasn't feeling the slightest bit excited.
"That was really something. I guess they really wanted his cum," I responded, getting used to the idea of what the Sampling Lounge was for.
"That's what they would have done to you if this thing started getting hard. Are you willing to submit yourself to any women in C.F.N.M.?" Olivia asked as I felt her squeeze my balls gently.
"That's how we earn our keep, right? If I can get a free apartment, I don't mind letting women jerk me off, or even suck me, like she just did," I chuckled, thinking of how many guys would love to be in my place.
"It's not just your penis they can play with. These boys could get a lot of attention, and your little boy-hole might get some, too," she warned as she squeezed harder. I decided to not press the issue in case she punctuated each remark with stronger squeezes. My balls were clearly at her mercy.
The food arrived and we settled in as we enjoyed our lunch. I enjoyed chatting and eating, as if it was normal to be naked while dining. Every so often we'd see another guy get his penis played with, and Olivia would reach under the table to find out if I was getting aroused by watching a guy squirt for one or more girls. It almost seemed like a regular thing after a while, watching cum spurt into a cup or into someone's hand, as if I was viewing a live porno show. Every time Olivia reached under the table, she found my same shrunken penis, held tightly by the metal cockring.
We kept chatting and she asked some personal questions, so I figured it was part of my interview, and tried to answer as honestly as possible. She laughed when I admitted I had never had a buttplug in my asshole before, and had never even worn a cockring. Was I expected to be a man of the world? The few girlfriends I had dated were mostly interested in vanilla sex, getting my cock into their pussy so I could slide in and out, giving them sufficient pleasure if I could hold off cumming for long enough. Not one of them had ever tasted my sperm. All the ladies at C.F.N.M. seemed to crave it, licking it off their hands, or gathering it in a cup so they could taste it.
As much as we talked about sex and sexual things, my penis was happy to nestle softly against my leg, getting a much-needed rest. We chatted even after we finished eating, and she finally said we should leave the Sampling Lounge. She said it would be much better to relax in the shower area, since I might be bothered if I stayed here. When we were ready, we walked towards the front door, and I let her guide me past the few interested women who were prowling the Lounge. No one grabbed me, but I did see another guy getting stroked at a table as we walked out. Two women were sitting on either side of him in a booth, pulling on his hard penis as they anticipated his eruption. We were out of the Lounge before he came.
The atrium was bright and filled with people, and many ladies walked by and commented on my penis and balls. Olivia stood patiently, twice, as an eager tenant stopped me and gave me the C.F.N.M. 'handshake'. One lady pulled on my penis and gave my protruding balls a firm squeeze, but I didn't get hard at all. The gel was still keeping me soft. The tenant was disappointed.
As we continued toward the shower room, Olivia laughed and said, "I think the cockring is a good choice. Your boys are getting noticed a lot." I only nodded and followed her through the door.
I felt the humidity and breathed in the steam as I followed Olivia to an area away from the open showers. It was close to where Miss Waverly had watched me cum earlier, but I now noticed some benches and a padded lounger where I could lay out and relax. As I sat down, a bikini girl walked up and said, "hi, Miss Essex. Do you need something?"
"Oh, good afternoon, Krissy. I just need a place for Tom to relax while he waits for his interview with Miss Wooldridge," Olivia responded.
"OK. Does he need a wash job?" Krissy asked as she viewed my hardware. I noticed a hungry look on her face, and I took a closer look at her bikini-clad body. She was not too tall, with a slim, fit body and smallish tits. Her dark hair was a bit wet, and the dripping water made her look like a model who had just walked out of the ocean.
"Um ......... a shower wouldn't hurt ........ but no extractions. He's not supposed to cum. He's got to save it for the interview," Olivia said in a businesslike way. She sounded serious.
"Oh, sure ..... no problem. I'll do the job myself. Should I leave the cockring on?" Krissy asked cheerily, as if she were asking about toast --- with, or without ---- butter.
"Just don't let him cum. I'll be back in a hour," Olivia said as she turned and exited the steamy shower room. Krissy flashed a smile at me and grabbed my hand, pulling me up from my seat. She led me to an empty shower stand and turned on the warm water. The spray felt good, and she slid her hands over my wet skin as she made sure I was totally wet.
I noticed two other bikini girls washing a stocky man at a stand not too far away. He looked older than me, and had lots of hair on his torso, with an especially thick patch of pubic hair. That didn't hide his fat dick poking out, and the girls were eagerly stroking and washing it as they slid their hands over the rest of his body. One girl was spreading liquid soap on his generous balls while the other one rubbed across his swollen knob. He stood passively as his thick member got lots of attention, bouncing up each time the bikini girl let go. His dick was so fat, she used both hands to stroke it.
The man looked over at the stroking girl, and reached one hand up to feel her breast. She was quite well-endowed, and her fat boob almost bulged out of the tiny top as he squeezed insistently. She kept stroking, and all of a sudden a creamy stream of cum ran out of his thick sausage, dripping straight to the shower floor.
He barely flinched as he came for the two girls, letting his cum flow out of his peehole as the big-boobed girl continued to stroke him. She looked at his cum running out, and she giggled as she pointed it at her fellow bikini girl. She looked at the gush of cum running out, and put her hand in the stream to collect some in her palm. When her hand was full, she lifted it to her mouth and lapped it up like cream. She gave a smile to her partner, and they both let go of his genitals as he had finished cumming. His fat cock drooped immediately.
The cum-eating girl stood up and patted his shoulder, and he bent forward, giving her access to his backside. She poked a soapy finger inside, and then pulled it out for inspection. She nodded to her partner, and they finished rinsing him off before taking him away from the shower, getting towels and wiping him down in the 'drying' section. He stood passively, letting them dry his body, paying special attention to his now-deflated penis.
I kept watching as these eager girls finished their job, patting his butt and sending him out the door. It was quite a show to watch these young, sexy girls make a man cum in the shower, even eating some of his cum before they were done.
Author:Smoothwhiteballs | Category: Masturbation Male-Female
