Going the Distance - Part 2: Spilling

 

It was a Saturday morning and David was hornier than he’d ever been before. It was now five weeks since this had all began. And in that time, he had not gotten to have even one single orgasm. Every Saturday and every Wednesday Raylene would come over, put on the boxing gloves and beat his balls. Every time so far, she had left him moaning on the floor holding his nuts before almost any time had passed. He’d only made it as far as the second round once, two weeks ago. After brutalizing his nuts, she would claim her reward from her win: she would go fuck his wife while he sat and watched. His balls were blue from the teasing and sore from the beating.

When this had all started, he’d thought it would just be a one time thing, but Cynthia was clearly loving seeing him like this, and she had decreed that he couldn’t quit until he went the distance, all five rounds, at least once and that she wasn’t going to have sex with him or let him masturbate until he earned it in the boxing practice. He hadn’t thought that his demure wife who had been unwilling to even bust his balls herself would be into this, but clearly something about watching his nuts get beaten twice a week and then having hot lesbian sex with her busty friend was doing it for her.

And on top of that, after his last defeat his wife had decided that the problem was that he just wasn’t horny enough, despite how he would get a throbbing erection any time she and he were alone together. So she had spent Thursday and Friday evening teasing him intently, grabbing his genitals and kneading them whenever she was near him, pressing her generous chest against whatever body part of his was handy (his chest, his head, his arms), and Friday night at bed time, she’d dressed up in sexy lingerie and then spent almost two hours making out with him. He wound up with a pretty bad case of blue balls.

He spend Saturday morning trying to distract himself by reading a book in his room, but he was still already pretty wound up when he heard Raylene at the door. Cynthia popped her head into the room he was in and told him to get dressed. He stripped out of his clothes and put on his boxing shorts and got the target pads out of the closet. He then went to the living room to wait.

Just standing there, he was already getting hard thinking about the ball-busting which was coming his way. A pretty and very busty girl was going to pummel his poor plums while his wife watching and “refereed” which mostly consisted of cheering on Raylene. And he knew that unless somehow he managed to withstand far more punishment than he ever had before, today was going to end the same way every other Saturday and Wednesday had: with him watching helplessly from the sidelines with a throbbing cock as the two girls kissed and touched and licked and sucked each other. So before they even came out from changing, he was already tenting out his shorts.

When they did finally join him in the living room, he was amazed. His wife’s usual outfit was a tiny striped bikini which she called her referee’s uniform. But this time she’d decided to forgo the top. Her big heavy breasts with their large light-pink nipples were quite a sight and always excited him. But even more surprising was that Raylene had also decided to go topless. The last few weeks, she had switched to wearing underwear on the bottom and her sports bra on top. But today, although she was still wearing gray cotton panties and boxing gloves, she was wearing nothing else.

He had seen her naked chest before when she had been in bed with his wife, but he hadn’t seen her strutting around like this before. They were large and round at the base, but her breasts had a pointed shape which thrust her brown nipples forward, emphasizing their surprisingly long nubs. As she walked towards him, her breasts jiggled in an unfamiliar, but distinctly sexy way. His hard cock, at this point, was twitching vigorously.

Raylene addressed him after glancing down to see all the twitching in his shorts. “I take it you like it this way. Your wife thought that you weren’t horny enough, so I figured I could help.”

“You both look amazing,” he answered, being sure not to leave out his wife.

“Thanks. I figure this way you’ll get a reminder of what’s waiting for you if you manage to go the distance and what you’ll miss out on if you don’t.”

“Uh, yeah,” he said, unsure what to say.

“Okay,” Cynthia jumped in, “I’ve got the timer set up. You two ready?”

“Uh, sure,” he replied.

“Always ready to beat some balls,” Raylene answered with a big smile.

“Okay, start!”

He held the pads up. Raylene threw a right cross, jabbed with her left, and then landed a ducking right uppercut solidly into his nuts. David staggered back in pain and bent at the waist a little from the shock of the sudden, forceful blow to his nuts, but he realized as he began to really feel the pain and not just the smack of it, that it hadn’t hurt quite a badly as he’d thought it was going to. Maybe there really was something to this whole question of being horny enough. His cock definitely wasn’t relenting. He’d gotten a very nice view of her breasts jiggling as she threw her punches, and he found that sight very, very sexy.

He stood straight up again, holding up the pads for her to target, and she repeated the same combo, this time hitting his nuts even harder, as if she felt that she hadn’t gotten it right the first time. This time it affected him more. His head swam a little from the pain and he staggered. His legs felt a little jelly-like, but his shook his head for a moment and he regained his composure.

He stepped back up in position to take the next combo. She threw a left jab, another left jab, and then a low right-handed cross to the crotch. She was still having trouble getting that one on target and it hit him above the balls, smacking the base of the shaft of his rock-hard dick. It surprised him a little, but otherwise had no effect, except to make his cock pulse once.

He held steady with the pads. And started to think that maybe he would make it through the round if things kept going like this. But then he noticed the irritated look in Raylene’s face as she saw his lack of reaction. This time she tried the same combo, but swung harder, and, as it turned out, on target. Her gloved fist smashed into his nuts and she followed through well, delivering enough force that he felt an sudden, immense pain in his vulnerable testicles and immediately fell down to one knee.

His nuts were screaming with pain, but he wasn’t overwhelmed. It hurt badly, but he was still mentally together and handling it. He had managed to only go down to the one knee. He was tempted to rise again immediately, but as his wife started the count, he knew that he should milk it a little, so he waited until seven to rise.

He put his hands in position and Raylene eagerly threw her next combo. This time, she mixed it up a little. Two left jabs at the pads, a right cross, and then she ducked in and did a left uppercut which smashed right into his balls. Unlike the ducking right uppercut, her ducking left uppercut just didn’t have quite as much force behind it. She had been working on it since the first week and it was definitely getting more forceful, but it was just a more awkward blow. This time, it landed, but it only hurt enough that he stepped back a little.

Once he stood back up, she tried the same combo again, but to pretty much the same effect. All this punching was starting to add up, and his nuts were getting a little extra tender, but between how sexy it was to have his balls busted by this hot girl with her naked breasts swinging with every punch she threw and the fact that his success was making him think of the possible reward, his cock was absolutely turgid and that was counterbalancing things some.

She went back to the well a third time, trying to really get it right, but again, it was enough to put him a little off-balance and this time he exhaled hard, but she definitely wasn’t wrecking his balls this way. So she decided to turn things up a little.

This time, she started with a right cross and then did two quick left jabs, and then ducked down and delivered a powerful right uppercut right to his crotch. The blow landed forcefully and exactly on target causing tremendous pain, enough to momentarily overwhelm him. His legs gave out and he fell to the ground.

As intensely as he felt the pain in the moment, it did pass quickly. Cynthia was on about three at the time he got his wits back, and began to rise. Again, though, he milked it a little, waiting until 8 to get all the way up.

Raylene decided to go for the knock out and repeated the same combo. Right cross, two quick left jabs, and then a ducking right uppercut to his nuts. Her uppercut landed like a sledge hammer. It hurt even more than the last one, but this time the pain seemed to wake him up and make him hyper-aware. He felt his nuts distend in slow motion as they squished against his body and the waves of pain radiated outward causing his guts to clench hard. He tried to stay standing, but his legs became jelly, with his knees quavering and then giving in and slowly he sank to the floor.

Sometimes a blow like that would have left him completely out of it, but for some reason this time he still felt sharp. He saw the grin on Raylene’s face and the little shake her tits did when she punched a fist in the air in celebration of having gotten him so well. He saw his wife, Cynthia, leaning over him, her big tits hanging forward as she leaned down towards him as she began her count. He wanted so badly to fuck her again. He could feel how hard his cock was despite or perhaps partially because of, the terrible beating his balls were taking. And he tried to will himself up, but his legs wouldn’t work.

Her count went on, two then three then four, and valiantly he struggled, willing himself to rise, but his legs were uncooperative. He could feel the opportunity slipping away, second by second. Finally, at six, he managed to get his knee under him and rise just a little. Somehow that was enough, and his body started to slowly do as he willed. It took a bit, though, but at nine, he finally rose to his feet, just in time. Cynthia clapped for him, and even Raylene looked a little impressed.

But being impressed didn’t mean that she was going to let up. He put his pads up, and she went in for another quick combo. One left jab and then an immediate right-handed uppercut to his vulnerable nuts. Her glove smashed into them once more causing fresh waves of pain in his tender nuts. His guts were clenching tightly from the pain in his testicles, and he felt like he was in serious danger of emptying his stomach. He managed to stay up, but his knees were swaying under him, threatening to buckle.

He held his pads up anyway. Raylene felt pretty sure that the next blow was going to finish him off, so she decided to drag things out. She did a nice long combo: a right cross, a left jab, another left jab, a right cross. Then she ducked a couple of times, but didn’t throw any punches, just taunting him with how she could have given him an uppercut. Then a couple more left jabs, a right cross, a left jab, then she ducked down, reared her fist back and then the alarm on Cynthia’s phone went off signaling the end of the round.

David felt an immense sense of relief. He’d made it through the first round! His wife had a chair for him to sit on. “You did great! Honey!” she said, cheering him on some. “You made it past the first round again. I knew you just had to be hornier. Now just four more rounds to go.”

“Uh, I’ll try,” he said.

“I have faith in you,” she said. Then she whispered a little, “Raylene’s tongue is great, but I do sometimes miss having your big, hard cock in me.”

“I miss it, too.”

“Oh,” she said suddenly, “I know what will help.” She stepped so that she was standing beside the chair, took hold of his head, leaned in a little, and pulled his head right into her cleavage, pressing her big soft, round breasts against his face. He was in heaven, and his cock pulsed and pulsed in his shorts. But soon her alarm went off again and it was time to start the next round.

David rose from his chair. His legs still didn’t seem perfectly steady, but he was so horny that he knew that he had to try to make it through the round. His cock was still rigid and twitching.

Raylene had no plans to take it easy on him. As soon as he held up the pads and Cynthia started the round timer, Raylene lay right in with a quick combo: two swift left jabs and then she ducked down and smashed his nuts with a solid right uppercut.

His balls felt like they had been utterly flattened. He fell to the ground immediately, the immense testicular agony from the terrible punch had rendered his legs completely floppy. He thought that he was done for, but as his topless wife leaned over him and began her ten count, seeing her breasts shake a little made his cock twitch and reminded him how ridiculously horny he still was and how despite all the pain, his cock was still rock hard. And somehow this gave him the strength to also rise bodily. He resolved that his hard cock must be satisfied, ball pain be damned, and slowly he began to rise back to his feet. As the count reached nine, once again he was standing.

He raised the pads. He was determined. His hard cock was driving him forward and there was actually something extra sexy about knowing that he had decided that the fate of his balls didn’t matter, something special and slutty about knowing that he was committing to himself that he was going to take whatever punishment Raylene was going to dish out. Maybe it was a form of subspace, but seeing the evil grin on Raylene’s face as she raised her gloves again and knowing that he was going to let her do whatever she wanted to his nuts was just as sexy of the jiggle of her voluptuous chest, and he could feel his cock twitching in his shorts and even feel just a big of precum starting to leak out. He knew that he was going to let his nuts get beaten and beaten, but he wasn’t going to stay down. Four more rounds wasn’t a hopeless dream, it was a destiny. 

Raylene threw a right cross at the pad and then a couple of quick left jabs, and then she did something uncharacteristic and stepped in closer rather than ducking, and swung a low punch. The punch got his nuts, but first it skimmed along the bottom of his hard cock, pushing it upwards as her fist slid down it. And when the blow landed, it got his balls, but it also hit the base of his cock. David gasped when he felt it hit him. It was painful at the end, but the first part was almost like a violent stroke of the underside of his cock, causing it to bounce upward as it hit.

Raylene saw him gasp and thought she’d gotten his balls good, so quickly she repeated the punch and got another gasp in response. And then quickly, she punched him three times, each time eliciting a small gasp, until the last one where David suddenly seemed to be spasming. He was still on his feet, but she’d never seen his body jerk like that before. Instinctively, she looked down in the direction of where she’d hit, only to see a few drops of white jism forcing themselves out through his boxing trunks as he convulsed not in pain, but in orgasm.

Raylene laughed heartily, surprised by the suddenness of it, and when Cynthia realized what had happened, she found herself joining in as well. David blushed a very dark color. He had not been at all prepared for that to happen. On top of that, since the stimulation to his penis has been so brief, his orgasm was mostly abandoned and he had gotten very little pleasure from it.

His spasms of orgasm ended quickly but the laughter continued for a while. When they finally settled down, the girls agreed that he hadn’t gone the distance, but that they should consider the boxing round over and once again he had to watch as Raylene and Cynthia fucked. His earlier orgasm had taken some mild edge off of his horniness, but not really that much. By the end of watching the two busty girls in their sexual contortions, he was already rock hard again. He had, at least, managed to avoid blue balls that day, but knew it would be back just as bad the next time.

Going the Distance - Part 1: David's Surprise

It was a Saturday morning and David was about as horny as he'd ever been. His lovely and very busty girlfriend Cynthia had been denying his orgasms all week as she hinted about the special surprise which would be happening to him today. Still, he didn't really know anything about it aside from the fact that it somehow involved a bag of stuff she'd gotten from the sporting goods store. He was catching up on some work on his laptop in the bedroom and trying desperately to resist the urge to look at porn on the internet. Right now, she was tidying up in the kitchen.

He hoped that the surprise would have something to do with ballbusting.  He found it a huge turn on. Cynthia sometimes seemed like she enjoyed seeing him in pain. She would chuckle when he did something like bump his funny-bone and would sometimes give him a little titty twister or pinch him to see his reaction. But she seemed hesitant to actually bust his balls much for some reason. She would sometimes squeeze them some when they were in bed together, but had only tried kicking or punching once and didn't really seem enthusiastic about doing it.

Suddenly, he heard the doorbell ring. He decided to let her get it because she was closer, but he kept an ear out to hear who it was. He was surprised to hear that it was her friend, Raylene. David always felt very lucky to have Cynthia. She was very pretty, nicely built, absolutely stacked, and would take charge in bed, which he preferred. But if there was any friend of hers who tempted him, it was Raylene. She was similarly busty, but taller and more athletic but with a slightly bigger butt, too. And she would sometimes flirt with him a little. It was harmless, really, but it made him lust after her even more.

Cynthia and Raylene sounded excited, talking to each other, but he couldn't make out what they were saying until they got close when he was able to hear Cynthia say "- worry at all. I'm sure he's going to love this."

As they came in the room, David noticed that Raylene had a pair of boxing gloves over her shoulder. Cynthia started talking to David. "Hey, lover, time for your special surprise. You remember Raylene, right?"

"Of course."

"Well, she's been boxing at a gym with a trainer as part of her workout. She's been really enjoying it and getting pretty good. But she was telling me that she was bothered that she never got to practice her low blows. They don't train you to do that in boxing because it's against the rules, but if she ever had to defend herself for real, she'd want to be able. So I told her, I knew just the right pair of nuts for her to punch."

Raylene giggled at that, but David was starting to get hard, just from the thought.

"So," Cynthia continued, "she's brought over her gloves and I bought you some of those hand pad punching target things and some shorts. She's gonna practice her combos.    You know, do a couple of high hits and then a punch to the balls." She opened up the bag from the sporting goods store and started getting things out. She brought out the pads and a pair of red boxing shorts and then a little black-and-white striped bikini. "Raylene's also been telling me how much she needs to get laid. So I was thinking about it and I figured, why not make it a contest? So, she's going to practice on you and if you can go the distance, we'll have a threesome. If you don't, it'll just be her and I like we used to sometimes do back in college."

David had no idea of Cynthia and Raylene's past, and his eyes widened in amazement. "Really?" he said.

"Oh yes," Cynthia continued, as Raylene smiled, "if it is just us, though, you have to watch."

"I can manage that," he said.

"You won't be allowed to cum, if that happens, though," Cynthia added with an evil grin. "Okay, we'll do it in the den. So let's all get changed and meet there. Oh, and David, just wear the shorts and pads. Nothing else."

The girls headed off to go change in the guest room leaving David to change in the bedroom. Quickly, he stripped down and then pull on the shorts over his raging hard-on. His big erection was very obvious in the shorts, but he knew that the girls wouldn’t mind. He got the pads out of their packaging and took them with him as he headed towards the den. The girls still had the guest room door closed when he passed by it.    He strapped the pads on his hands, having to use his teeth to tighten the second one.    Then he heard the girls coming.

Raylene walked in first. She was wearing boxing shorts and a sports bra that was clearly stretched beyond capacity. It was obviously not designed to contain a bosom so ample as Raylene's magnificent chest. Her breasts stretched it out, revealing far more cleavage than he had ever seen her display before. And with each step she took, her breasts jiggled in front of her. David tried not to stare, but definitely did some very obvious looking.

Cynthia came in next, she was wearing a black and white striped string bikini which David had never seen her wear before. It was tiny, barely even covering her nipples and coming nowhere near covering her ample breasts, leaving plenty of side-boob and underboob visible in addition to what seemed like an acre of cleavage. And then when she strutted over to the table beside the couch (also causing her boobs to shake in front of her as she walked) he realized that it had a thong bottom, showing off her pert butt, too. Since it had been a whole week, just the sight of the two girls got his hard cock twitching and he kind of wanted to pick his wife up and take her to the bedroom, but he would never get an opportunity this hot again: some solid ballbusting and a shot at a threesome with his wife and Raylene sounded absolutely amazing.

Raylene noticed his twitching hard-on. “Boy, you’re really ready to go. So what are the rules?”

“Well,” Cynthia said, “we’re going to do five rounds of three minutes each. David just has to do two things: keep his hands up with the pads and stay upright. If he goes down for a count of 10, he’s out. If he starts trying to use the pads to block his crotch or starts trying to avoid the hits he’ll get warned, and if he keeps it up, he’ll get disqualified. I’m gonna be the referee, that’s why I got this cute bikini.”

“Can he get saved by the bell?”

“What does that mean?”

“If you’re counting to 10 and the round ends, can he still continue?”

“Uh, sure, I guess so. Okay, and when you’re punching, you’ve just got two places you can hit: the pads and the crotch.”

“Of course.”

“David, any questions?”

“No,” he answered, “that sounds pretty clear.”

“Okay,” Cynthia said, “I’m setting the timer on my phone and I’ll put it here so you can see. Okay, um, let’s keep it not clean, and now, Fight!” she said as she pressed the button to start it.

David stood in front of her, pads held high. Raylene stepped in with and delivered a quick jab/cross combo, jabbing the right pad, hitting the left pad with a cross, jab to the left pad again, right pad with another cross, and then, she ducked down a little as if dodging a punch and with her right hand, she punched David right in the crotch. This, I should warn you, dear reader, is where David discovers that real ballbusting punches from a girl who had been training her punch strength is a lot rougher than the occasional self-busting he’d been doing. So when that punch landed, his balls got hit much harder than he had expected. The pain was immense. Without thinking, he let out a yelp and collapsed to the floor, squeezing his legs together to protect his nuts.

Both of the girls erupted with peals of laughter.

“Wow! That was quick!” Raylene said.

“I’d better start counting,” Cynthia said.

David was covering his crotch with the pads and moaning on the ground. Despite the pain, he was still hard and when he looked up, Cynthia was leaning over him counting. Her boobs were hanging down and one of her nipples had even escaped her tiny bikini top. He knew he couldn’t give up that easily, and he pulled himself to his feet around the time she got to six.

He stood again, in front of Raylene, pads up, feet shoulder width apart. Raylene was bouncing a little from one foot to the other and wore a huge smile. David found looking at her a huge turn-on both because of the jiggling of her cleavage that the motion was causing and because of how eager she looked to resume hurting his nuts. He loved the idea of his balls being completely at her mercy.

“Okay, fight,” Cynthia said.

Raylene began another combo. This was a shorter one, left jab, left jab, low right-handed cross to the crotch. The cross she threw at his crotch, though, didn’t actually hit his testicles and instead smashed into the base of his erect penis just above them. He grunted and staggered for a moment, but quickly straightened up again.

Raylene could see that that blow had been much less effective. So this time, she threw three quick left jabs at the pad and then leaned in low and went right for the uppercut to the nuts with her right hand. This time her heavy glove smashed hard right into his nuts, and again he was overwhelmed with pain. His guts were cramping up from the referred pain and he felt a little like he was going to vomit. His legs got wobbly and he collapsed to the floor as the girls resumed giggling at him.

He sat there for a moment, just covering his nuts with the pads and moaning, but then he looked up at the busty girls looking down at him. He knew he couldn’t give up that easily, and he realized that Cynthia was halfway through her count already. He pulled himself up to his feet, his nuts still aching, but he resumed the position.

“You okay, honey?” Cynthia asked, with a little bit of a stifled giggle.

“I’ll survive,” he managed to say. But even though his cock was still hard, he was starting to have doubts that he’d last much longer. So far she’d floored him on two out of three punches and he worried that his nuts were getting more tender with each blow.

“Okay, then let’s continue,” Cynthia declared, and Raylene stepped up again.

David’s pads were up. Raylene did a slightly longer combo this time, left jab, right cross, left uppercut aimed at the pad. David used the pads to catch the incoming blows. They felt really forceful. The idea of catching another one of those hard punches to the balls was very sexy, but also worried him. Her combo continued with a right hook and then two jabs in a row, and then a right cross, and then with her left, she bobbed down just a little and threw a left-handed hook right into his crotch. His nuts were engulfed in pain and he staggered backwards, but this blow hadn’t been quite as hard as the previous ones, and although he bent forward for a moment, he managed to stay on his feet. He started to cover his nuts using the pads, but he remembered that this wasn’t allowed. Instead, he was able to force himself to stand back in position.

“Good job, Honey!” Cynthia said. “Keep it up!”

But Raylene this time did a right cross which hit a pad, a jab with the left, and then ducked down, and once more tried the right-handed uppercut right to the nuts. It landed solidly and had even more force than the last time she’d gotten him with the uppercut. His balls took the full brunt of the blow and were suddenly in way more pain than they had ever experienced before, so much pain that it blotted the world out, and he crumpled to the floor. He lay there trying to cradle his balls using the pads and moaning. Both of the girls found this very amusing and they giggled to see the big strong man all curled up in the fetal position as a result of a single punch from pretty Raylene.

When Cynthia’s count of ten finished, he was still moaning on the floor and making no indication that he was going to get up any time soon. “Wow, Raylene, you really got him good.”

“Yeah, I thought he would last longer. Balls really are a soft target.”

“You did great. The faces he’s making are pretty hilarious.”

“I wish I could have gotten a few more in, but I feel pretty strong and powerful after taking him down so easily.”

“Well, we could make this a regular thing. Are you free some time soon?”

“Do you guys have plans for Wednesday night?”

“We’re free. That would be great. This way you’ll get chance to bust his balls and he’ll get another chance at the threesome.”

“No coming for him today, right?”

“Well, I was thinking no coming for him until he earns it. So, at least until Wednesday.”

“Oh, that sounds fun. He’ll be well motivated. Can we, like, move him to the bedroom so we can get started?”

Cynthia helped Raylene remove her gloves, and then Cynthia and Raylene together helped David up. He was still limping because the pain in his testicles was still overwhelming him, but with one of them under each arm, they were able to get him to walk to the bedroom slowly. They set him down in a chair in the corner, leaving his pads and shorts still on, and then the two of them moved to the bed and began making out.

David was still in a lot of pain, but no so much that he didn’t watch the two lovely ladies making out on the bed. They kissed each other deeply and soon were peeling off each other’s meager clothing. They played with each other’s breasts, squeezing them and feeling the weight and pinching each other’s nipples. And then they lay beside each other, each sucking one of the other’s nipples.

David’s balls were still extremely sore from the beating he had taken. But that combination of sore balls which reminded him of the punches he’d just taken and the two naked busty women doing amazing sexy things on the bed in front of him wound up causing him to just get harder and harder. His cock was throbbing and leaking in his shorts as he watched them finger each other and then eventually move on to scissoring. He knew he wasn’t allowed to touch himself, but the tent in his shorts was hard to resist. He moved his hand to curl it around his cock and start stroking when he realized that he still had the pads on. The touch of the pad against his boner reminded him that he hasn’t allowed to come, so he put his hands back at his side and just watch. Soon the two on the bed were coming and the wet spot on his shorts was expanding as he watched their shared passion.

After about twenty minutes, when they had both came several times, they took a little break. “How are you doing over there, David?” Cynthia asked.

“My balls are finally feeling better. I’m really horny.”

“Good, maybe next time you’ll last longer.”

“Next time?”

“Yup. You get another chance Wednesday. No coming until then. But if you do good, you’ll get to join us.”

David’s cock twitched all the more knowing that more teasing and more ballbusting was going to come his way. This night had been extremely hot and it was amazing even just getting to sit there and watch his wife having sex with Raylene. He went ahead and removed the pads from his hands. He thought that the two of them might be done as he’d seen each of them climax more than once before this break, but then they began another round, and he wound up spending another hour just watching the two naked beauties doing naughty things to each other while the tent in his pants twitched and twitched and became more and more damp.

When they finally did finish, they invited him over to come join in the after-sex cuddling. They laughed when they saw how huge the wet spot in his shorts was and teased him about it a little.

“Boy, are you eager!” Cynthia said.

“Is he this way all the time?” Raylene asked.

“I’ve never teased him this long before and never had sex in front of him, either. I guess we’ll have to do this some more and see.”

“I’m going to go the distance Wednesday,” David asserted, his horniness winning out over his reason.

“You made it maybe halfway through the first round, today, champ,” Raylene said, laughing. “Don’t go making any promises you can’t keep.”

The two girls let David lie in the middle of the bed and each of them snuggled up on either side. He was still terribly turned on, and although they’d intended to snuggle, instead that wound up taking turns each using their free hand to bat at his insistent erection and giggling as he moaned in frustration. When they finally got tired of teasing him that way, Raylene suggested that they go have lunch together because it was after one in the afternoon at that point and none of them had eaten. So everyone changed back into normal clothes, David’s erection finally got sufficiently exhausted to go away, but when it did, that’s when the blue balls really began. The girls said a few things at lunch to tease him, but mostly left it alone. And after lunch, Raylene went home with a promise to see them again Wednesday evening.

That night, when they went to bed, Cynthia and David both had the same memory of the day running through their heads. But Cynthia fell easily asleep with a smile on her face, well satisfied. And David fell asleep eventually despite awful blue balls.

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