Multiple Orgasm

I had gone to a bachelor party for a friend of mine. A few of us went in together and rented a private room at a strip club. We were able to go see the action on the main stage, but there in the private room, we had pre-paid drinks and food along with the promise of a couple of private performances.

It was a lot of fun, but city ordinances required the women to keep their g-strings on. While they were entertaining to watch, none of them were ever completely nude. We were summoned back to the private room for the first of our private shows and that was completely different. For some reason, nothing was left to the imagination there. We saw it all. They were very provocative. The no touch rule was still in effect, but they had no problem invading our personal space. Their breasts, pussy and ass were at times mere inches from our faces. The dancers seemed to be turned on by this very personal performance. Their slits opened a bit and we could smell what we so badly wanted to touch. It was the ultimate tantalizing tease. Each one of the three private dances was like that. Needless to say, after the evening was through, we were all very horny.

 I arrived home around two in the morning and I was ready for bed. I stripped down and slipped between the sheets replaying the private dances in my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I tossed and turned trying to find a comfortable position. But the thoughts racing through my mind also had me a bit excited. All the tossing and turning had the sheets rubbing against my cock and that didn’t help. It was useless. I couldn’t sleep. I was thirsty any way. So, I got up to get a glass of water.

 I sleep in the nude and after I got some water, I decided to drink it on the deck. It was way too early for any of my neighbors to be up. Besides, it was pitch-black outside. Even if someone saw me, they wouldn’t be able to tell if I was dressed or not. I stretched out on a chase lounge and looked up at the stars. The night air was cool and felt great against my skin. I thought I would relax out here a bit then go in and go to sleep. But the thoughts of the evening wouldn’t leave my mind. I kept thinking about the great time we had and how the private dances turned out to be a special experience. By now I was touching myself. Soon the touching turned to gentle stroking. I knew what I needed to do. If I was going to do this, I was going to do it right. I wanted to make it a great experience to top off a great night! I went into the house to get my favorite lube.

 I returned to the chase lounge with the lube and a towel. I stretched back out. The trip back into the house didn’t do anything to diminish what was going on between my legs. I had the start of a decent erection before. If anything, my cock was a bit harder. But now it was about to get a lot harder! I squirted some lube in my hands and rubbed them together to warm it up. I slowly applied it to my cock. I alternated using both hands to make sure it was well coated. I would touch and gently stroke myself. I intentionally teased my cock bringing it to life and begging for more attention. I let the thoughts in my mind go where they may. I thought back on the evening and each of the beautiful women who made it so special. I recalled the scent of their pussy and started fantasizing about what I wished we could have done. They were so close, yet very much off limits. The whole time I gently stroked my cock, first with one hand and then the other.

Before I knew it, my cock was at its full length and rock solid. I was in no rush though. As good as it felt, I wanted it to last. I wanted to take my time and make it last as long as I could. I continued gliding my hand up and down my manhood. I would gradually increase the pressure and rhythm, then back it off. It felt great. The edging was slight. No big swings from bringing myself close to orgasm then suddenly backing off. I allowed myself to feel a small amount of increased pleasure and then slowed down. Like I said, I wanted this to last.

From time to time, I added more lube directly to my cock. I alternated rubbing and tickling my balls with massaging my hard on. It really felt great! I also used both hands at once. Sometimes one on top of the other. Sometimes sandwiching my cock between them and letting it slip on through. I mainly kept my eyes closed as my fantasies played out in my mind. Occasionally I would look down and see the oily head of my cock push through the grip of my fist. It certainly added to my pleasure knowing what was going to come streaming out if it and how good the orgasm would feel!

As I continued touching and stroking myself, I began to realize my cock wasn’t responding the way it normally did. It felt great and the pleasure was certainly growing. But it was as if it was in no hurry either. Typically, by now I was fighting to continue edging. But that wasn’t the case this time. My penis remained rigid and fully erect. Even as I squeeze the tip of my cock and let it slip through my tight grip, the feeling was great, but not overwhelming. This was fine with me. I had never felt this kind of sustained pleasure for so long. I was in no hurry to see it end.

Eventually there was no need to add any more lube. My cock and my hands were well-oiled. My fist glided over the most sensitive skin on my body, stroking away. I began to pick up the pace. I could sense that old familiar feeling rising-up. As it did, my stroking pushed my pleasure to another level! My cock was tingling with each pass through my hand. I was pumping faster and my breathing was heavier. I could feel the orgasm getting closer. Still, I was still able to edge myself to a certain point of ecstasy and then slow down.

I had no idea how long I had been at it. It was clear what started off as an unintended endurance test was about to end. My cock was jumping and twitching in my hands. I was losing my ability to control the edging. My entire body seemed electrified! From head to toe, it was totally tuned into what was happening between my legs. Soon my entire body was squirming with pleasure. While I was completely engulfed in the best pleasure anyone could feel, it was getting tough to make it last. I wanted this feeling to last a bit longer. But at the same time, I really wanted to feel the pay off! I struggled to continue to get every bit out of this experience.

It was over in a rush! I knew I had hit the tipping point and I gave in. But I didn’t expect what happened next. A powerful stream of cum shot from my cock and landed on my chest. My entire body seemed to shake and convulse! It was followed by another and then another! Each was as powerful and electrifying as the first! I was surprised at how far each stream went. I had never experienced that kind of range while cumming before.

But it didn’t stop! As I continued stroking my cock, it kept erupting! It was still as hard as it ever was! More importantly, it felt great! It kept exploding with one orgasm after another! I was in heaven! The orgasmic feeling washed over my body again and again! I looked down at my cock and watch it continue to fire shot after shot. Orgasms for me are usually pretty brief once they start. They are over in seconds. This seemed to last and last. Maybe for a minute or more. I really don’t know. I wasn’t keeping track of the time. The bursts did get weaker and weaker. But they still felt great!

When it was said and done and my cock was finally limp, I was exhausted. I was also covered in cum. My breathing was heavy and I just lay there, with my eyes closed, reveling in the experience. I could feel the cum dripping down my chest, my stomach, and my crotch. I was a tired, gooey, sticky mess. Oh, but I was happy! I didn’t want to move. The last of the cum drained from my cock. I stretched my back and my arms over my head. I then looked down to survey the damage. I was indeed covered with my own spunk. I thought about grabbing the towel, but I just left it where it was. Instead, I began rubbing my chest and stomach trying to control the cum as it dripped and ran down my body. The smell of it was powerful. I had never cum so much in my life! My body was still very sensitive. Just touching it and running my fingers up and down my chest caused me to shiver a bit. It was as if my body had to release the last bit of energy it had. I licked the cum from my fingers, marveling at its taste and texture. I’m always amazed at its silky smoothness and this time it tasted a bit sweet. I tried it again before dozing off.

When I woke up, the sun was up and the neighborhood was alive. The cum had started drying on my body and I grabbed the towel to clean up what was still fluid. I looked around to make sure the coast was clear before darting into the house. I slept great, even on the chase lounge. The experience left me spent. I had never had a multiple orgasm before or since. Just this one time. I’ve since learned how rare it is. I’ve tried to replicate what I did that night without any success. I count myself lucky to have had that experience and I’ll never forget it.