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The Fertility Clinic Ch. 02

By: Peter_



Author's note: 

First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.

This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.

Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.

Peter

Now on to the story: 

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The doctor went on to explain, "We are going to stimulate your testicles and your prostate gland simultaneously. This will maximize the secretion of seminal fluid. Once we reach the state of maximum flow, we will eliminate all the existing fluid from your urethra and then take a sample of the freshest fluid. Please don't be concerned; I assure you that it isn't painful. Some men feel a slight discomfort in the rectum, but usually not. If you should feel any discomfort or certainly any pain, you tell me immediately. As I said, most men don't even feel a slight discomfort. In fact, it isn't uncommon for a man to feel the onset of orgasm. If that should happen be sure to tell me. If you should happen to ejaculate the test will be ruined and we will have to do it all over another time."

I knew my face was scarlet with embarrassment. The last thing I wanted was to do this again. "I understand, Doctor, I'll be sure to let you know if I feel either of those things."

"Very well, then if you're ready we'll commence now. Shelly!" she said, indicating that her nurse should start.

WOW, I thought. If what the doctor had done to my balls had been a turn on, this new 'procedure' was going to be nothing short of heaven on Earth. Shelly began a ball massage the likes of which I'd never felt. The stimulation was so great that it made my balls ache to cum almost instantly. They ached in a very good way.

Dr. Jones dipped her hand in some lubricant and slowly inserted two fingers of her left hand in my ass. She took only a second to locate my prostate gland and began to firmly press and rub on it. If I thought that I felt a need to cum before, I was now sure that I'd spew any second. I couldn't help but squirm.

"Is that uncomfortable, Mr. Howard?" asked the doctor.

I'm sure I blushed even more deeply. "No, uh, no, er . . . it's just that I'm afraid, well, I . .." I babbled like an idiot. I just couldn't get out that I was about to cum.

"Mr. Howard, please realize this is normal. Are you feeling on the verge of an orgasm?" she said in that same dispassionate professional manner of hers.

"Yes that's it."

"Well, we're now ready to do the fluid collection. We'll just go very slowly; it will take longer but there is no rush here."

With that she wrapped the thumb and forefinger of her right hand rather tightly around the very base of my cock and slowly stroked it up to the head. I knew I would cum if she did much more of that. And of course that is exactly what she did. She let go and then grasped the base of my cock and did it again. On the third stroke I was sure I was going to lose it. "Doctor, I think I'm going to orgasm!" She immediately stopped.

"Well, we will just go even slower. Thank you for telling me. We have a very good flow now and it should only take a few more strokes. I'll just pause longer between."

And she did. Shelly kept up the ball stimulation that was making me ache to cum and the doctor didn't slacken her prostate massage one bit. She just stood there calmly for a while and then did another very slow stroke of my cock. Again it almost sent me over the edge. I had to try very hard to keep from cumming. She paused for another minute or so and did it again. This was truly torture. I was trying as hard as I could to keep from cumming, yet I wanted to very badly. And each stroke put me so close it was agony. After five more excruciating times the doctor finally said, "Okay Shelly, I think we're ready now. Please release Mr. Howard's testicles and collect this next sample."

Shelly let go of my balls and picked up a test tube from the tray. She held my cock gently so the tip was pointed right into the tube and the doctor did three final quick strokes. I gasped as she finally pulled her fingers out of my ass and released my cock. It was spasming and the slightest touch would have put me over the edge. I'd never been so close to cumming without completion in my life. It was an extremely frustrating feeling.

"Okay, Mr. Howard?" the doctor asked. I gasped out a yes reply. "As long as you are so stimulated we should take advantage of the situation and get a specimen for a sperm count. You did say you masturbated yesterday, correct?" If this had been embarrassing in front of the doctor alone, it was humiliating to have to answer this in front of both of these women.

"Yes," I said very softly.

"All right, that should give us a good baseline then. Shelly, please get a collection kit."

Once again I didn't like the sound of that. Shelly returned with a device made of glass and plastic tubing. Dr. Jones explained as she adjusted the stirrups so I was now lying flat on my back, "We will attach this collection device to the end of your penis and then you will masturbate to orgasm. We use the sample to get a baseline sperm count to compare to future specimens."

"Please lie still." And with that she took some lubricant and smeared it all over the head of my dick. This had me nearly cumming again. She then slid the end of the tube over the head of my cock. It contracted, holding the head of my cock in the tubing and leaving the shaft fully exposed. She tugged on the tube a bit and moved my cock around some, stimulating me even more. Finally she said, "Okay, I think that is secure and should work fine. Please masturbate now Mr. Howard."

This time I couldn't help myself. "WHAT?" I nearly screamed.

"Mr. Howard, what didn't you understand?" Again Dr. Jones was all business, as if I had simply asked her what time it was.

"I'm sorry, I just find this, well, uh, I find it a bit embarrassing. Couldn't I do this alone?" I asked hopefully.

"Mr. Howard, Shelly and I are medical practitioners, not voyeurs. We need to observe the phases of your excitement cycle and plateau before, during and after orgasm. I assure you that there is a very good reason we need to observe this collection process." This time she sounded irritated. "Now please begin, Mr. Howard."

Feeling like a complete idiot I did as instructed. I had to close my eyes though. I started to stroke my cock. In spite of all the stimulation I'd received over the last 45 minutes, it was taking much longer than I would have imagined to reach orgasm. For one thing the collection device kept my cock from receiving any stimulation other than on the shaft. There was none on the head of it at all. But mostly, knowing that these two foxes were sitting there watching me just made it so that nothing was happening. Finally I opened my eyes and saw that the two of them were intently watching my hand stroke my cock.

After a while longer, Dr. Jones spoke to Shelly as if I weren't even in the room. "Shelly, he seems to have performance blockage, perhaps testicular stimulation would solve it. Would you please assist."

Shelly pulled on fresh rubber examination gloves and I saw her pour some kind of lubricant in the palm and rub them together. Then she took hold of my balls and started to massage them as she had earlier. That did it. Within seconds I was cumming for all I was worth.

When it was over I was mortified. The doctor reached over to the table and turned on what appeared to be a timer, and then said, "I'll go get your wife while Shelly finishes up here. We'll be back in a few minutes."

Shelly didn't say a word. She just removed the collection device and got a damp cloth and cleaned me up. She removed the gloves and disposed of them and just before she left she directed me to sit on the examination table and wait.

When the doctor returned with Sally there I was, sitting on the edge of the table with nothing but the exam shirt on. Somehow being in this situation with Sally there too was even more embarrassing than before.

"We'll know the first part in a few minutes when Shelly returns. I've decided to do one more study today. Then I want you to return next Monday and we'll repeat the sperm count test." Dr. Jones was talking to Sally just as she had to Shelly earlier, as if I weren't there.

Her comment on repeating the test brought an involuntary groan to my lips. Neither Sally nor the doctor paid any attention. Just then the timer chimed.

"Now we will begin the last test for today. Mr. Howard, please stand here at the end of the exam table and spread your legs about 30 inches."

I had no idea what was going to happen next, but was resigned to doing as directed.

"Now please lean back so your buttocks are against the edge of the table and your hands are on the padded edge behind you."

So here I was again with my cock thrust forward pointing at the doctor and, and now also at my wife. Dr. Jones told Sally to slide the other chair up and now the two of them were sitting there looking at my crotch just about at face level. I was beyond embarrassment by now.

The doctor pushed another button on the timer and started to do what I can only describe as "play" with my cock and balls. "This will determine recovery time after orgasm, a very important factor in determining fertility. I will stimulate him for 60 seconds, and then pause for 60 seconds, repeating the cycle until he is fully erect. The total time that it takes will give us a good indication. Sally, please observe closely because it may be necessary for you to repeat this at home in the future."

And she proceeded to do as she had outlined. By the third stimulation cycle I was definitely starting to respond. Just then Shelly walked in and came over to observe too.

"How long?" asked Shelly. When the doctor told her she responded, "Oh my!" I had no idea what that was supposed to mean.

"What was the count, Shelly?" the doctor asked.

"332," was the reply.

"Hmmm, well that's not a clear answer is it? We will definitely have to do the second study against that baseline."

I thought I was already as embarrassed as I could be, but I was getting even more embarrassed, even though that didn't seem possible. And I had a thousand questions, but was afraid to bring them up at this point.

By the end of the fifth cycle I was rock hard again.

"Okay, that's a seven Shelly. Very good, Mr. Howard you. You may dress now."

I went and dressed and soon Sally and I were seated in Dr. Jones' office. "We have the results of the physical examination, which were normal; the prostate fluid sample, which we will send to the lab; and two of the other measures we need, the sperm count and the recovery index. Though we may want to repeat the recovery index a few more times depending on the other results. Now what happens is you come back a week from today and we do the sperm count study again. Since you had an orgasm yesterday Mr. Howard, we'll next do a count after you have gone without an orgasm for a week. Comparing the two counts will tell us a great deal."

"I don't understand. It has been several days since Joel had an orgasm," Sally said.

SHIT! I could hardly believe what was about to happen. I knew I couldn't stop it, but I was still mortified. I felt as if I was about to see a car wreck!

"Oh, Joel masturbated yesterday.  Oh Sally, you shouldn't be surprised. Most men do on a regular basis. However, in your case, it could be why you aren't pregnant yet. This next week will give us at least a partial answer to that. It will be crucial that he not have an orgasm during that time. Do you think you can be sure he doesn't masturbate?" Dr. Jones was once again acting as if I was just another chair.

I could feel that I was flushed full red again!

Sally's look would have withered an evergreen in winter! "Oh yes, I will be sure that he doesn't cum, by any means!" Sally said with conviction. I knew that it would be true.

"Well, every day until then we need for you to arouse him to a near orgasm, but stop before that happens. It is very important that you find the right level of arousal. Since he has orgasmed so recently, I can't adequately demonstrate, but do you think you understand what needs to happen, Sally?" asked Dr. Jones.

With a look of cold steel in her gray eyes Sally said, "Oh yes, I understand perfectly. You need me to stimulate his cock to the very edge of cumming, but be sure he doesn't actually cum. And I have to keep him on the verge for an entire week, correct?" Sally was staring right into my eyes, with a smile I'd never seen before, while she said this.

"Exactly," said the Doctor. "Once a day for at least 20 minutes of total stimulation should do it. More if he can tolerate it, especially later in the week. Next weekend twice each day would be best. If you need to stop completely for him to recover a bit and avoid orgasm, that's fine. Most men will tolerate just testicular stimulation during these pauses without reaching orgasm. About a five minute pause will usually do it. If you need to pause two or three times to get in the total amount of stimulation, don't worry. That's pretty normal, especially after the first few days. Just don't count the time during the testicle stim as part of the 20 minutes."

"Okay, do either of you have any questions?" Dr. Jones asked. When we indicated that we didn't she closed, "Okay then, see you both next Monday."

To be continued... 

The Fertility Clinic Ch. 03



Author's note: 

First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.

This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.

Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.

Peter

Now on to the story:

We went home. After dinner as we headed to bed Sally said, "Okay, we need to do your stimulation now."

I lay back on the bed with my legs slightly parted and Sally sat on the edge of the bed and began.

That first night wasn't so bad. Sally started off by playing with my balls and cock very gently. She finally started to stroke me. She was obviously watching the clock, which I couldn't see, waiting until 20 minutes had gone by. She was playing with my cock and I was very close to cumming when she said, "Time's up!" She had not had to take a break. The 'treatment' had felt wonderful and I hadn't wanted her to stop. Sure I wanted to cum, but it wasn't that bad. And I knew it was for a good reason.

That was it for the night. She rolled over and asked to be cuddled and I went to sleep with a hard-on resting between her ass cheeks and with a smile on my face!

Tuesday night was a bit different. "I called the Doctor today," Sally started out, as we were getting ready for bed.

"Oh, why?" I asked.

"Well, I wasn't comfortable that I did it right last night. For one thing I don't think I got you close enough to cumming before I stopped. After I described it to the Doctor she thought maybe I was right. So she gave me some things to look for and also suggested using this Astroglide product. So let's start," Sally concluded.

"Okay, but I think you got me plenty close to cumming last night. I've never been that close and not cum before!" I said, somewhat skeptical of what was to come. The thought of being brought even closer to orgasm and then being denied didn't sound too appealing. Then it dawned on me that was exactly what Dr. Jones had done during the fluid collection, though I hadn't viewed it in those terms at the time.

Sally was clearly in charge. She had me lie back on the bed with my legs spread wide and, unlike the night before, she kneeled between them. My knees were spread and bent over her thighs, giving her full access to my cock and balls. Unlike Monday night when she wore her nightie, on Tuesday she was completely naked. Sally has great tits, and I'm definitely a tit man. Looking at her gorgeous mounds was getting me turned on before she even started.

This time she started off much slower than the night before. She stroked and tickled my balls and would slowly run her fingers lightly up and down the shaft before switching her attention back to my balls. I was getting hard fast, and very turned on. I didn't think it was going to take 20 minutes for me to reach my limit tonight.

"Dr. Jones said that you need to tell me if you feel like you're going to cum. She said that unless I at least get you to the point where you have to tell me to stop that we aren't getting close enough. Also, don't you dare cum. If we ruin this test, Dr. Jones said she has another way to accomplish this, but it's much more drastic and she said to tell you that you wouldn't like it one bit. So don't be tempted to let me go too far just so you can shoot!" Sally was very serious, but she was also smiling while she said all this. And her nipples were somewhat erect, not fully, but more than normal. I quickly realized she was getting into this.

After a few minutes, she reached over and took the bottle of lube and poured some in her palms, and then rubbed her hands together. When she started to stroke me again the feeling was amazing. It was much more slippery stuff than the baby oil she occasionally used to give me a hand job. This stuff reduced the friction greatly, but not the sensation. I could see that she would be able to stroke me quite a bit more than usual without making me cum. It was already a frustrating feeling.

Sally was stroking very slowly, and using her other hand to cup and stroke my balls. Every once in a while she would stop stroking and grasp my cock head in a loose fist and twist her hand back and forth as if she were turning a doorknob. Her other 'trick' was to hold my cock just below the head in one hand and rub the palm of her other hand all over my glans. She would sometimes add more lube to her palm right before doing this. The feeling was very intense.

Most remarkable of all was that these were all new techniques I'd never experienced from her before, and they were driving me wild! The sensations were fantastic. I was loving every minute of it, until suddenly my brain started to function again. No possible way could I take 20 minutes of this, and it finally registered that there would be no cumming as a result. That was incomprehensible! I didn't have long to think about it, because I was already getting very close to cumming.

"Sally, I think you'd better stop or I'm going to cum," I blurted out. In spite of wanting to cum as badly as I could ever remember, I was thinking of Dr. Jones' warning about a more drastic approach if this experiment failed.

"Oh Joel, I know you can take a bit more of this. We want to get you as close as possible for this test to work is what Dr. Jones told me today. You just need to exercise a bit of self control!" was Sally's reply as she continued without pausing or lightening up one bit.

I was sorely tempted to just give in and experience what I knew would be a fantastic orgasm and live with the consequences, but I still had enough rational control left that I did my best to hold back.

Sally continued administering her newfound cock stimulating expertise until I again told her I was going to cum any second. This time her verbal response was similar, but she did alter what she was doing.

"Oh, you can last a bit longer, I know you can," but as she said this, she slowed and loosened her strokes. And she stopped giving my cock head so much attention on every stroke.

"Sally!" I exclaimed in a near desperate voice.

"Yes, I think you are just about there now," she said very matter-of-factly. And with that she stopped completely. I groaned loudly. While I definitely would have cum in another instant, the frustration of her stopping was excruciating.

I groaned again as she started to stroke and caress my balls. "Please just let me rest, don't do that now," I almost begged.

"You know the doctor wants maximum stimulation and she said this wouldn't make you cum, but would increase sperm production," Sally responded quite reasonably. She didn't stop. I just moaned a bit more.

I didn't see how this was going to allow me to recover enough for Sally to resume the 'real' stimulation. Normally I could see the clock on the bedside table while lying where I was, but it appeared as if Sally had turned it so only she could see it. Therefore I could only guess, but I was sure we must have more than half of the twenty minutes left to go.

Sally's constant playing with my balls was driving me crazy. Finally the feeling of impending orgasm had subsided and just as I was about to say something Sally beat me to it. "I think I can resume now." And she did, just as before. It wasn't long before I felt my orgasm building again. It was obvious to me that each session would have to be shorter and shorter, resulting in several of these maddening cycles each night.

Sally was apparently learning fast though, because she slowed sooner this time and was able to prolong the build-up stage. I hadn't yet needed to tell her how close I was. Every time I felt I would cum if she didn't ease up, she did. But didn't stop.

Finally I had to say, "Sally, you'd better stop, I'm at the point of no return!"

"Just a little bit more," she said, and she eased way off, but proceeded to very slowly and loosely give me about four more strokes. I had to struggle very hard not to cum and just as she stopped my balls contracted and my cock had a spasm, but I didn't cum.

I was sweating all over. "Sally, I don't think we have to make sure I come that close!" I protested.

"Joel," Sally said in her most reasonable tone, "I want to be sure we do this right, and this is exactly what Dr. Jones told me on the phone today. I now see the difference as compared to last night and you definitely didn't get nearly close enough then for maximum sperm production." End of discussion I could tell.

After a few seconds pause she was back massaging my scrotum again.

In total she put me through four of these cycles to the very verge of cumming. When she finally stopped I was a mess. I reached over and turned the clock and saw that it had been nearly 40 minutes since we started! "Sally! The doctor said 20 minutes and you went on for 40, why?" I was a little pissed. I was going to do my best at this, but I saw no reason for putting up with any more than necessary.

Once again in what was starting to get on my nerves, Sally used her most reasonable, calm voice "Joel, the doctor said AT LEAST 20 minutes, plus don't forget that the recovery time between stroking doesn't count. The 20 minutes of 'real' stimulation didn't occur until the fourth time, and I wanted to finish that cycle before stopping. Otherwise what's the point?"

I knew better than to argue, but this was going to be way, way worse than I had ever imagined, I could now see.

We finished getting ready for bed and were soon under the covers. It had taken quite some time for my erection to go away, and it was quite a long time after that before I fell asleep.

On Wednesday I had a lesson we all know, reinforced. When you know you can't have something, you want it all the more. Often it's the only thing you can think of. While an entire week is longer than I normally go without an orgasm, it does happen off and on. Moreover with our busy lifestyle; jobs, kids, business travel, etc. it is frequent that sex is a weekend thing. Going from Sunday to Friday without any sexual release is quite common. But when you KNOW you for sure aren't going to cum for a while, (it was now 5 days to go), you can't help thinking about it. Not to mention the daily stimulation I'd been receiving was making me very horny!

Wednesday night was almost an exact replay of Tuesday. But during the early evening Sally seemed in an especially cheerful mood. She was smiling a lot. During my arousal treatment (as I was thinking of it) Sally's good humor continued. I could tell she was enjoying herself. When she reached the end of the first cycle, as she took one last stroke she let out a little giggled "Oooh".

The frustration was much greater than the night before and I was really starting to wonder if I could go through this until Monday.

As she was just ending the third cycle Sally remarked, "Oh Joel, I can hardly believe this. Your cock is bigger and harder than I've ever seen it. You must really need to cum, huh?" She said this as if she was serious, but it made the whole thing all the more frustrating. I was sure she was purposely teasing me a bit. In the same tone she went on while doing the subsequent ball massage, "Your balls are very full. I think this must be working. I sure hope they don't ache too much tomorrow."

It would end up taking five cycles this evening to get in the 20 minutes, though based on the total time I'm positive we'd used up 20 minutes by the end of the fourth one and Sally just decided to keep going.

As soon as she finished Sally hesitated and then asked, "If I tell you something will you promise not to get angry at me?"

I assured her I wouldn't. She continued, "Playing with you like this is really turning me on! I'm horny as hell." This was a bit of a surprise. Not that she was horny or being turned on, but that she would talk about it so directly. It was out of character for Sally.

Frankly I could already tell that Sally was enjoying this cock-teasing role she found herself in. And while it bugged me a bit, I had to admit I didn't blame her. Hell, if the roles were reversed for some reason and I was teasing and playing with her body I damn sure would be turned on by it. I'd have been far more upset if she had been indifferent, it occurred to me.

"Would you do something about it for me?" she asked, albeit a little sheepishly.

I was still recovering from my turmoil of frustration and intense arousal; so I wasn't thinking clearly when I said, "What do you mean?"

Then she really shocked me, "Will you make me cum?"

"Sally, doesn't that seem a bit unfair? Here I am all horny and frustrated and knowing I can't cum for another five days and you want me to make you cum!" I was overreacting, but I also wasn't thinking quite straight either.

Once more Sally used her completely reasonable tone to make me realize I was being a jerk "Joel, how often have I given you a hand job or even a blow job when you were horny and I wasn't really in the mood? How many times have I been left high and dry when it's been a while since we've made love and you are so horny you shoot before I can cum? And then I end up waiting until the next night often. Hmm, how about all those times!" She was actually getting a bit peeved at my attitude I could see.

And I have to admit I didn't blame her. Everything she had said was true. I could never remember a single time before this where any sexual encounter between us didn't end up with me getting to cum. However there had certainly been many, many times that Sally didn't cum, as she had just pointed out!

"I'm sorry," I said, meaning it. "It's just that this is much harder than I imagined it was going to be."

This made her giggle, as she reached over and gave my still rock hard cock a couple of gentle strokes, "Yes, it's harder than I imagined too!"

We both laughed and I pulled her down so we were lying side by side on the bed, hugging. I kissed her deeply and she sighed. I slid down a bit and started to lick and suck her nipples (which she loves) while I snaked my hand into her crotch and started to gently finger her.

Her pussy was absolutely sopping. It wasn't long before she was moaning and humping against my hand. She took my head in her hands and almost whispering, said, "Use your tongue on me, please!"

If I'd been surprised at her earlier, I was astounded now. First, while we both enjoy it when I go down on her, I don't think she had EVER suggested it before this. Usually I have to almost talk her into it. Secondly, she just never talked that directly about sex before. She had always been pretty docile, letting me take the lead. I was beginning to wonder how much else might change by next Monday.

While I wasn't about to decline, I realized that burying my nose and tongue in her sweet pussy was going to have me tasting and smelling her musk and was very unlikely to help me calm down from my current state.

Slowly I worked my way down and soon had my head right between her soft white thighs and lapping] away at her very wet cunt. As I was sure it would, my cock, which had started to soften slightly, was now rock hard again and twitching. A steady flow of precum was present as well. Fortunately for my state of mind, it was only a short time before Sally clamped my head with her legs and came very hard.

Good, I thought, now I can start to recover from this evening. Wrong! "Joel, don't stop yet, please. Give me one more."

God, the woman was insatiable tonight. I was so turned on I couldn't help myself. I renewed my licking. It wasn't nearly as long as I would have expected before she was cumming again. All my instincts were getting ready for me to cum. It was only as she relaxed and I moved to lie down next to her again, that the reality of not cumming tonight swept over me once more.

I groaned softly. Sally was in such a blissful state she didn't even notice. Sally loves to be cuddled at this time; so I did. Holding her naked body next to mine; having my rock hard cock nestled in the cleft of her nice round ass; and having the taste and smell of her juices all over my face, increased my state of frustration significantly.

Once she was sound asleep I slipped out of bed and cleaned up. It took even longer than the night before to fall asleep.

During the day on Thursday I was very conscious of my aching balls. I've heard all the debates about whether there is really such a thing as blue balls, etc. etc. And I don't remember anything like this even back when I was a teenager, but I was now positive, blue balls are real!

By the time I got home that evening it was late and I was tired. It had been a very long day at work. I wasn't looking forward to what was to come at bedtime. Sally was once again in a very cheerful mood. She seemed to have a sense of the difficulty I was having with this. She was fixing me a very nice dinner, one of my favorites. When I walked in she poured me a glass of wine and insisted that I sit down and relax by watching the baseball game. Sally has her own career, so normally we share the household chores especially shopping, cooking and cleaning up. Not to mention the kids. This would be a good point to mention that the kids were on a two-week vacation with Sally's folks, and so at least they were temporarily removed from the equation.

I was grateful for the break and didn't argue. Right before dinner was ready Sally came into the family room and started to give me a neck rub. That is something I love, and at which she is excellent, but we rarely have time for it. As she rubbed, she spoke softly and said, "I know this is harder than you thought. I have an idea for tonight that should make it easier for you and still accomplish the objective. I'll explain after dinner."

That sounded good, and we enjoyed a nice meal together talking about work stuff. A little earlier than our normal bedtime Sally said, "Let's go to bed."

I was tired and wasn't about to argue, and besides I was curious to find out what she had in mind for this evening's 'treatment'.

"Joel, I was thinking that giving you hand jobs like I have, causes me to have to stop and do the ball massage while you recover (recover was hardly an accurate description, but I knew what her point was. Suggesting she just let me rest during those times would have been a waste of breath I knew.) Then the whole thing lasts much longer and is harder on you than it has to be. So, I thought that if I just sucked and licked you for a straight 20 minutes it wouldn't be quite so difficult for you. I think I can do it so that you get enough stimulation, but I won't have to take breaks. Do you think that would be better or worse for you?" Sally asked in a manner that indicated she really was trying to help.

I was uncertain how to respond. Sally didn't perform oral sex on me often, but when she did it was fantastic. Not that I was that experienced, but she gave blow jobs the likes of which I had never even thought possible. I wasn't sure that would make this evening's treatment easier to take, however. But a total of 20 minutes versus the nearly 40 minutes each of the previous three nights did seem like an improvement. I hesitantly agreed.

"I think it will be better too, if you lick me after rather than before. Licking my pussy always makes you so horny, and that will just increase your frustration during the session," Sally said, as if me burying my face in her snatch and licking her to orgasm was a foregone conclusion. Evidently for her it was!

So we began, and for the next 20 minutes Sally licked and sucked my cock in a way even more maddening than the stroking of the previous nights. I was regretting the choice I'd made. She sucked me deep and slow at first and soon had me right on the edge of cumming. Then she would take my cock out of her mouth and lick my most sensitive spots for a while, holding me right on that edge, but not pushing me over. She would alternate that with treating the head of my cock like an ice cream cone. Finally when I was just about to explode she would let me "cool down" by just licking up the shaft, mostly on the sides. As soon as she could sense that my orgasm had retreated a bit she would start all over with the deep sucking. And rather than avoiding the intermittent ball massage during her breaks, she was doing it the entire time! I was nearly frantic by the time the 20 minutes were up and aching and throbbing worse than before. I'm not sure if that was due to the techniques she had employed or just that it had been one more torturous day since I came last. She had pushed me right to the edge at least six times I think, although I actually had lost count.




The Fertility Clinic Ch. 03



"My God Joel, I'm sorry but I have to be honest," Sally was giggling at this point. "This isn't just turning me on incredibly, I'm enjoying it. It's so damn fun to play with your cock until you almost cum, but not let you. I know it's mean and very frustrating for you, but I can't help it. I think I now know why some women love being cockteasers!"

I could scarcely believe what I was hearing. I appreciated her honesty, but SHIT! I didn't want or need to hear this. And besides my mind was swimming about what that might mean in the future.

As Sally was finishing her comments, she rolled sensuously onto her back and provocatively spread her legs. Hell, in my state she could sensuously sneeze and provocatively fart!

Without a word from her, I dove in. I was so wound up my neural net was still recalling what would normally be the conclusion of this tongue lapping. It was mere minutes before she was cumming and cumming hard. I slowed and held her the way she loves, but didn't stop. Soon I was pushing her to her second cum of the night. She came even harder this time. I held and caressed her and lapped lightly and slowly as she recovered, and then I stopped.

Dreamily she said, "I've been doing you for 20 minutes or more each night. I think I deserve at least 20 minutes, and it's been less than 10."

It wasn't a question or even a request; it was pretty much a directive. I didn't argue, resist or even hesitate. I just picked up where I'd just left off. Sally came four times before I was sure twenty minutes had expired. A record as far as I could remember. Not only in a given time, but in a given day!

On Friday I was simply a mess. My balls truly ached and my cock would get semi-hard every time I'd think about sex, which was about every eight seconds or when I'd see an even remotely good looking woman, whichever came first!

By Friday night I was dreading the weekend. First, even though it didn't help much, work was somewhat of a distraction. Second, being around Sally non-stop for the next 48+ hours was going to be much more frustrating than even the last 5 days had been.

If I had any notion that I was overreacting it evaporated that night at bedtime during our treatment.

Sally had me lie on my back and as she straddled my chest, facing toward my feet she said, "I really loved last night, it was absolutely fantastic. Tonight I want you to 'do' me while I give you your treatment!"

I was again very surprised, Sally was getting bolder and bolder each day.

With that Sally smothered my face with her already wet snatch. I began to lick and suck her clit rather vigorously. I figured that perhaps if I distracted her enough she would lose her concentration and make me cum accidentally. I no longer cared what the consequences might be. I needed to cum desperately and would do almost anything to make it happen.

I was dead wrong about her losing her concentration. She was definitely in full control. She would push me right to the edge and hold me there for quite a while, and then back way off, but never stop completely. She used a nearly lethal combination of her hands and mouth and had me aching worse than any of the previous times. She squirmed on my face and ground her pussy against me. In no time at all she was cumming hard. She would use the time during her orgasm to let me recover, but she never let go, just held my cock and balls while she shuddered with pleasure, flooding my face with her love juices.

My tongue deep inside her and my whole face trapped between her luscious ass cheeks was almost more than I could stand all by itself. Add what she was doing to my cock and balls and I was truly desperate.

Sally had cum at least four times when she finally just collapsed on the bed. Neither of us moved for a few moments, and my face was still buried in her cunt. I lapped her very gently. That was something she hadn't been crazy about after cumming in the past, but this night she just purred. She twisted around and lay next to me, holding me gently and resting her silky thigh on my cock. I moaned gently.

"That was truly amazing," she said. And with that she drifted off to sleep.

After a few minutes I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I returned she was fast asleep. It was a long time before I was at last able to fall into a fitful sleep myself.

To be continued...



The Fertility Clinic Ch. 04



Author's note: 

First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.

This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.

Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.

Peter

Now on to the story: 

*

I awoke with a sense of dread on Saturday morning. I was sure I'd be in a rubber room by Sunday night. My concern turned out to be well justified. Sally had evidently risen before me; so I went to the bathroom for my morning pee. I splashed water on my face and was returning to the bedroom to dress when Sally came through the door.

"Let's do your first treatment now, and then you can relax until tonight. I think that will be easier for you, don't you?" Sally said in that reasonable voice that I was beginning to fear.

"What treatment?" I stammered.

"The doctor said twice a day on the weekend. Let's do the first one now," she replied.

I couldn't believe I'd forgotten that part.

"Uh, well, oh, I guess, yeah," I muttered. I meekly lay on the bed. I realized that Sally had taken full control and I was pretty much doing as I was told. I wasn't sure quite what to make of that revelation.

Sally got the Astroglide and was applying it to my cock. Within seconds, I was rock hard. She was kneeling between my legs with her feet up under her ass. She had me scoot down so my ass was resting on her thighs just above her knees and my legs were spread and bent over her legs. This had the effect of making my cock and balls very available to her.

Sally had been wearing a light robe which she still had on, but had undone it and opened widely, so I had nowhere to look but at those fantastic tits.

When she started to stoke, the lube made the sensation incredibly light. She was stroking slowly and lightly. It felt fantastic at first. I was building very slowly, very slowly indeed under the circumstances, to an orgasm I knew I wouldn't have. That in itself is something that tears at the mind.

As compared to Tuesday night, the last time she'd done a straight hand job, she spent much more time making sure she teased my cock head and fondled my balls as she slowly stroked my shaft. I was squirming in no time.

I looked at Sally's face. She had what could only be described as a shit-eating grin. I looked at her tits and my cock swelled some more. Her nipples were dark and very turgid, sticking out more than I could ever remember.

"I'm not going to ask you to make me cum this morning, horny as I am. I just don't think it would be fair. But you have to promise to do an extra good job tonight. Promise?" she said as she gently squeezed my balls and did a doorknob job on my very sensitive glans!

"YES, yes, I promise!" came out of my mouth. I don't even know why. I'd have promised to fly around the room when she was finished if she'd asked. In my present state I might have been capable of doing so.

Sally pushed me right to the edge and then held me there for a very long time, longer than I had ever imagined possible. When I could hold out no longer, she backed off, but never stopped completely. My mind was spinning. I couldn't figure this out. I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life, yet she was somehow able to keep stimulating me for long periods of time, longer than even a few days ago, without pushing me over the edge.

I was squirming and finally before the time was up, I was reduced to groveling. "Please, PLEASE Sally, make me cum. I can't stand this any more. My balls ache so bad and my cock is throbbing, PLEASE make me cum!"

"Oh Joel, you only have today and tomorrow to get through, surely you don't really want to have to start over or go through an even worse treatment, do you?" Sally replied.

I was babbling something nearly incoherent. Actually I couldn't really think, I just wanted so desperately to cum. Sally, while replying, made no move to let up her tormenting stimulations.

I was squirming and moaning and trying to keep from screaming. Finally the time was up and Sally stopped. My cock throbbed and my balls ached, and I still had the entire weekend ahead of me. I didn't think I was going to be able to take it.

The morning went by without incident other than my constant dull aching balls, but that afternoon things took a turn for the worse. The weather got quite warm and Sally insisted that we do the yard work project I'd been promising to help her with for weeks. Sally put on a pair of very short, tight shorts and a bikini top that covered almost none of her lovely breasts. As we worked, she very obviously flaunted (there is no other appropriate word) her wonderful body. She knew it was driving me crazy and she loved it. She kept brushing up against me with her leg, her arm, or her chest, and occasionally she would brush against my constantly hard cock.

I finally got irritated. "Sally, Damn it! This is hard enough without you tormenting me like this!"

"Oh Joel, don't be such a pill. Playing with your cock this much has made me really horny, that's all. And now I'm just having a little fun. Besides, you should be glad I find you so sexy. I can't wait for tonight, both to play with that wonderful cock of yours and to get the extra special cum you promised me. I'll tell you what. You take this like a good sport for the rest of the weekend and I promise that Monday night when this is all over, I'll make you cum as many times as you can stand, any way you want. I'll be your sex slave for the whole night, okay?"

Well, what could I say? Her offer all by itself made my cock spring to its full hardness. Besides, what choice did I have and now at least I'd get some payback. Of course I agreed.

"But, no more complaining and whining or the deal is off, okay?"

Again I agreed. Sally was even more rambunctious the rest of the day.

That night was a replay of the night before, but when it was over Sally said, "Now for the 'extra good cum' you promised. I want to just lay back and enjoy you licking my cunt!" This was yet another step forward for my previously reserved wife.

Just as she said, Sally lay back and just enjoyed. She squirmed and moaned. After cumming as much as she had, it took longer than usual for her to get off this time, but not as long as I would have expected. And when she did cum, she exploded with a scream. Usually Sally is a rather quite lover, but not this time.

"God that was the best yet!" she said as she rolled over and drifted off to sleep. I, on the other hand, didn't sleep for a long time.

I awoke Sunday to Sally stroking my cock. She couldn't wait to get started she said. In seven days there had been a definite transformation in Sally. I was pretty sure this was not a good thing for me!

She finished our 20-minute session with zeal and bounced off the bed and into the rest of the day. Sunday she was even more flirty and teasy. More brushing up against me, bending over provocatively and providing cleavage shots whenever she could. She frequently would rub my cock through my shorts, and when I would start to say anything she just reminded me that I said I wouldn't be whiny. She also reminded me frequently what the reward would be if I behaved. "Just think of me sliding my lips over your cock until you explode in my mouth!" she'd say. Listening to her made the day even worse.

Sunday night was déjà vu all over again! She kept me on the very edge of cumming for a long time, while I licked her to orgasm after orgasm. At the end she lay back again while I gave her one more shattering orgasm.

As she was drifting off to sleep she whispered, "Tomorrow night will make it all worth while!"

Once again it took me a very long time to fall asleep.

On Monday, as you can imagine, I was very anxious to get this ordeal over with. I was to meet Sally at the doctor's office at 1:00. The morning went by very slowly. At 12:45 I was sitting in the waiting room. At 1:05 Sally strolled in.

To be continued... 



The Fertility Clinic Ch. 05



Author's note: 

First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.

This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.

Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.

Peter

Now on to the story: 

*

Soon Shelly came out and escorted us back to the same examination room I'd been in the week before. Shelly had Sally sit in one of the chairs and sent me to change as before. This time I realized there was no point in stalling, so I just got to it and came back into the exam room in my 'gown' that barely covered me to the waist.

She got me up on the table and had me all positioned just as Dr. Jones came in. The doctor started talking to Sally as if I wasn't there again. "So, how did everything go, no problems?"

Sally indicated there hadn't been. That was easy for her to say!

"Well, let's see what results we have then," and with that Dr. Jones started to examine my cock and balls much as she had a week before. This time I had no illusions about being able to stay soft and within seconds my cock was rock hard. She spent quite a bit of time on my balls again and they were aching to cum long before she was finished.

After pausing for a few seconds to check her notes in my chart she resumed, saying, "My, Sally, it appears you have been very successful. Mr. Howard's testicles are extremely full! I imagine the urge to have an orgasm is severe, isn't it Mr. Howard?"

As she asked this I could hear Sally trying unsuccessfully to stifle a giggle. "Uh, well, yes, the urge is quite strong," I mumbled.

"Well it won't be much longer before we can let you have some relief. Just one more thing to do before we take the specimen. Sally, I'd like you to show us exactly how you went about the 20 minute stimulation sessions," said the doctor.

That was too much. I'd tried to go along with everything so far, but there could be no reason for Sally to need to do this now! "WHAT FOR? Why would you need to see that?" I was shouting without even realizing it.

"Mr. Howard, as I've told you before, there is a medical reason for everything we do. First, I need to see what Sally's technique is like in case we need to modify it for more effectiveness. Second, I want this sample to be truly indicative of your sperm count at the time you and Sally try to conceive, and stimulation for a 20-minute period immediately before intercourse is the best way to maximize the probability of success. Now please, just relax and cooperate." She was soft spoken as she said this, but it was quite obvious she was very serious and more than a little irritated with me. I still didn't catch on to what was coming later.

"I'm sorry. All right, go ahead Sally," I replied rather sheepishly. Somehow this gorgeous doctor had the ability to make me feel like a little schoolboy who had been bad.

So Sally started her ministrations while the doctor and nurse observed carefully. Just as she had the past several days, Sally started out slowly and eased me towards an orgasm. Though given the treatment that the doctor had just performed it still was only a short while before I was right at the edge of cumming. Sally used all the tricks she had learned over the past week to keep me at the very edge of an orgasm without letting me cum. I was trying to retain some dignity, but within minutes she had me squirming severely. I managed to keep from crying out things like "Oh GOD!" and such as I did during our sessions at home, but I couldn't help moaning rather loudly. I had my eyes screwed shut to minimize the embarrassment of all three women staring at me in this predicament.

"Well Sally, it looks like you have developed a very effective technique. There are some advanced applications I can teach you later if necessary, but I don't recommend them except in extreme situations because they are so incredibly frustrating for the male!"

"Oh really!" was all Sally said in a way that obviously expressed curiosity. I couldn't imagine that there were more frustrating techniques than those Sally had already learned!

"I want to see just how effective one of these is in Mr. Howard's case," said the doctor. "Sally you just continue and I will add another dimension."

And before I had a chance to even think, she had taken my balls in her hands and was gently massaging them as Sally continued to stroke my cock. I nearly jumped off the table.

"I know it's difficult Mr. Howard, but try to relax a bit and be as still as possible" she said as she continued to play with my balls. YEAH RIGHT!

The sensation of the two women working on me at once was almost unbelievable. If I thought I'd experienced a brutal need to cum before, this made it pale by comparison. It was only a very short time since the doctor had joined in before I just knew I was going to cum. I was really thrashing and they just kept on. I was so close. I could feel my balls contract. Evidently so could the doctor. I assume she gave Sally some kind of signal, because just as I started to cum, Sally quit completely and the doctor took a firm grip on each one of my nuts and firmly, but gently pulled them down in my sac.

I had actually started to cum, but the action the doctor took stopped it before any cum actually squirted. A small amount dribbled out of the end of my cock. This was definitely cum, not precum. But that was it. My orgasm started and stopped almost simultaneously. NEVER have I had such a frustrating experience.

"NOOOO!" I screamed. "Let me cum, PLEEEAAASSSEEE!"

I heard Sally giggle. And Shelly let out a very soft, but still audible "WOW".

"Shelly!" Dr. Jones said sternly. "I guess the urge for orgasm is stronger than I realized. Was he often like this?" Again, asked as if I weren't even there.

"Well, close, but nothing quite like this," Sally replied, having to struggle to keep from laughing.

Dr. Jones held my balls for a few more seconds and then released them. What she had done wasn't painful, but it most certainly left a huge ache in my balls.

"I think you just need a few more minutes of stimulating him Sally and we'll be ready to take a sample. Then we're done for today. I'll go get a collection kit and when I return it should be time. Shelly, observe please. Sally is very good at this. You can probably learn by watching her." And with that the doctor left the room.

Just as I was again about to cum the doctor returned and said, "Okay Sally, that should be good enough." I just let out another loud groan, which elicited more giggles from Sally.

The doctor approached with the collection kit and quickly started to put it over the head of my cock. Having received soooo much stimulation and being so horny, I nearly came as she did so, but not quite. I noticed she seemed to put it over more of the shaft than last time.

"All right Mr. Howard, please begin," Dr. Jones stated.

This time with all three of them watching me, and with only about half of my cock's shaft exposed, I was wondering if I'd be able to cum. However, being terminally horny, it didn't take long before I was filling the collection tube. The orgasm was surprisingly unfulfilling however, since I could only stimulate part of the shaft. It was more a release of cum than an orgasm I realized. I still ached to cum. At least the ordeal was finally over, I was thinking. And none to soon.

"Shelly, please remove the specimen and go do the count, I'll clean Mr. Howard.  We'll know soon enough if this is going to be successful Sally. I hope so for both of you."

In a matter of minutes Shelly returned, "Good news, his count is 876!"

"Yes that is good, not great, but good. What this means is that Mr. Howard's sperm count is high enough to conceive, but only with high levels of stimulation and build up, like we've done this past week. Sally, when was your last period?" Dr. Jones was all business again.

After Sally told her when it had been the doctor picked up a calendar and counted. Shelly slipped out at this point.

The doctor was once more addressing Sally as if I weren't even there, "All right, the optimum time for conception is in ten days, next Wednesday. Here is what you two need to do. Follow exactly the regime you have been for the last week every night until then. Starting next Wednesday you should have intercourse twice a night for three nights running. Do a 20-minute stimulation immediately before intercourse. It will be best if your husband stimulates you to orgasm between the stim session and intercourse. After the first time rest about 20 minutes and then Sally, you will need to stimulate Mr. Howard until he is fully hard and for 15 minutes more. Is he usually able to orgasm twice in one night?"

Sally giggled, and replied, "I'm sure he will be after 10 more days of 'treatments', but yes, normally he is."

"Good, well then Sally, about two weeks after that you make an appointment to come see me. Good luck to both of you." And with that the doctor was out the door and gone. But within seconds she was back. "One more thing, Mr. Howard, I'm sure you would enjoy sexual activity tonight, but it is crucial you begin the build up immediately. Your count is just barely within normal. Since your release today was only partial your results will have a much higher chance of being successful if you continue from here rather than starting at zero again. I'm sorry, I'm sure that is disappointing, but believe me it is essential." And with that she was gone for good.

I was in complete and total shock. This possibility had never occurred to me. "Sally, we can't do that! Besides, you promised about tonight. One more night can't make any difference, Sally I have to have a real orgasm tonight. I'll settle for just one, and it can even be any way you want. Please Sally, I can't do this otherwise!! PLEASE." I was begging and groveling and I knew it, but I didn't care. There was NO WAY I could do as the doctor had prescribed.

"Hmm, let me think about it. I know how desperate you are, but you know how important getting pregnant is. It still is to you too, isn't it? I really have to give this some thought. We'll make a final decision at bedtime tonight, okay? It is still important to you to have a third child isn't it Joel?" Sally said all this in a very pensive way.

"Of course having another child is important to me (it is too, but just right then nothing was as important as getting my rocks off HARD!). Sally, I can't believe one day can matter that much, it's TEN days until we're supposed to conceive. Please agree to giving me one major orgasm tonight, PLEASE!" I was completely frantic.

"We'll decide at bedtime!" Sally said sternly, obviously ending the discussion.

I spent the rest of the day beside myself. I knew Sally understood my extreme anxiety, but I wasn't sure which way she'd go. Would she let me have the relief I need so badly or would she be more concerned to follow the doctor's orders exactly? I just didn't know what to think, and that in itself made the rest of the day Hell!

I was actually very apprehensive and therefore didn't say a word until we went off to bed, but the second we got to the bedroom I had to know. "So, what do you think Sally?" It was all I could get out.

"I've thought about this a great deal Joel, and I know this has been much harder than you imagined. I don't think one night of relief can make that much difference, and since I know how much you love my blowjobs, that's what I'm going to do. I'm not even going to ask you to make me cum tonight. I know the next ten days will be really hard for you so you get this break tonight, okay?" Sally smiled.

OKAY, Jesus! I almost screamed and jumped up and down, but managed to say, "I love you Sally. I don't think I could have stood to go right back to the stimulations again. Thanks babe!"

Sally told me to lie down and get comfortable. It took me two seconds. She giggled. "A little anxious aren't we?"

Sally could tell how tense I was and didn't keep me waiting. As she had most nights over the last week, she started out playing with my cock and balls gently and slowly. It took almost no time before I was rock hard. She then started to lick my cock all over while still using her hands on my balls and cock too. It felt fantastic. She was slowly but steadily moving me towards cumming harder than I ever had, I could tell. She started sucking more seriously, sliding the head all the way out between her lips and then slowly sucking almost my entire cock into her mouth. She was keeping it very slippery with saliva and therefore the build up was slow, but very steady and, unlike in the recent past, she never backed off at all, just kept building up slower and slower. I was getting very, very close.

I started to moan and squirm. I couldn't help it. "OH yes, oh God that feels good. Oh baby yes, yes like that. Damn, oh God that feels soo good. I'm so close baby, oh yes, YES, YESSS!" I yelled as I reached the point of no return... and then... she just stopped. She let my cock plop out of her mouth on to my belly and stopped touching me completely.

My eyes flew open and I saw her just looking at me with this huge smile on her face.

"Nooooo, for God's sake don't stop now! What are you doing???" I yelled.

Her smile widened, but she said very gently, "What do you mean Joel, you couldn't have taken any more without cumming."

My cock was pulsing and throbbing. "I KNOW that, you said you realized I need to cum before we started a new round of stimulations. Why in Hell did you stop?" I was nearly screaming without even realizing it.

"Joel, whatever do you mean? I agreed you needed a night off from making me cum and having to put up with the frustration of cycling up to cumming and then stopping and starting. And I just gave you what must have been a wonderful blowjob. It felt fantastic didn't it?  Well, didn't it?" Sally was using that maddening, reasonable tone she'd developed recently.

"OF course it felt great, UNTIL you STOPPED!" I was still nearly screaming.

"Joel, you heard what the doctor said today. I NEVER was considering letting you cum. I'm really sorry if somehow you got that impression, but that is just out of the question and you know it! Now relax and let's go to sleep. At least you got a break tonight, which was all I ever meant. These next ten days are going to be difficult. And I don't want you acting like this again!" She said as she went off to the bathroom.

This was absolutely the worst yet. At least every other night I'd known I wasn't going to cum. I didn't care what Sally said, she knew damn well she had given me to believe she was going to suck me off, and I was convinced she had done it on purpose. I was in worse shape now than right before my token release at the doctor's office earlier in the day. Her blowjob had me right back where I'd been that morning and then some. And the head game she had just played on me was crushing. What's more is I could tell she had really enjoyed doing it. I was starting to gravely worry about Sally's metamorphosis.

Ten more days was almost beyond comprehension. I slept very poorly that night.

To be continued...

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Peter 



The Fertility Clinic Ch. 06



Author's note: 

First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.

This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.

Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.

Peter

Now on to the story: 

The Fertility Clinic - Part six

The week dragged by. Each day seemed an eternity. Sally got more and more demanding and pushed me further and further each day. Each night during our sessions she would comment almost non-stop either about how much fun she was having or about how much I must be aching to cum, how full my balls felt, etc.

It was really getting to me. I slept worse each night and by Friday I was a complete and total mess. I was having a very hard time imagining getting through the weekend. I had seriously contemplated whacking off dozens of times, but Sally, knowing how distressed I was, had repeatedly made it very clear that if I did so life would be total Hell for a very long time. She was getting into this more each day. I think the expression she had used was "...will make this week seem pleasant by comparison." They way she said it, I knew she was completely serious. I managed to refrain only because I believed the price would be as high as she claimed.

Friday night was more of the same, but since we didn't have work the following day Sally announced that our playtime would be longer this evening. She no longer even pretended that this was just about conceiving. Sally had become a total cockteasing addict. She was having several orgasms every night and she readily admitted that they were made far more powerful as a result of playing with my cock and balls and watching my reaction when she would deny my orgasms at the last possible moment. The more I suffered, the stronger she came!  She wasn't the least bit apologetic about it any more either.

What I could not figure out was the was why I seemed helpless to stop it. I know I could have just refused, but it had almost become something I needed as much as she did, even though the frustration was making me crazy! My cock and balls certainly had never received so much attention in my whole life.

The kids were still gone over the weekend, and the weather was lousy. So, since we were housebound anyway, Sally decided I would spend the day naked! She did a very long and slow hand job session to start the day, and after that she would come over to me every time she noticed me get soft and stroke my cock a bit. The result was I spent almost every minute that day with a hard-on.

That night at bedtime Sally was insatiable. She wanted a full body massage. Rubbing her body like that always drives me crazy; in my condition it was almost unbearable. I'd barely gotten started and already I was shaking all over. Of course my cock was already rock hard and dribbling.

Sally loves to have her breasts massaged and her nipples played with when she is really turned on; so I focused quite a bit of attention on them. Being a tit man and loving hers in particular was making me throb all the more.

Finally she flipped over on to her tummy and I massaged her back and legs and she especially had me focus on her butt.

"OH God Joel, I am so wet, please finger me," she nearly commanded.

I slipped my hand under and slid two fingers inside her. She was indeed sopping. I teased her clit and worked on her G spot. In no time she was cumming hard. I was sweating heavily by this point.

"Joel, you are a prince. Get your face down here," Sally growled as she rolled on her back and spread her legs. I'd never heard and seen her act this aggressive, ever!

Soon I was lapping at her lips and sucking on her clit. She came two more times before she finally pulled my head to her face for a very deep kiss. By now my cock was really throbbing and dripping. I had such a desire to cum, I could hardly believe it! Never had I had such a case of blue balls. Never had I felt such a desperate need to cum!

Sally finally said, "I don't want to stop, but I think it's time to 'do you' for the night or else you might go crazy!" She giggled as she said this.

She had me flip on my back and straddled my stomach. She raised herself up and positioned her pussy directly over my cock. She grabbed the shaft at the very base and pointed my hard-on straight up. Then she did the most amazing thing. She started to move my cock back and forth so that the very tip of my cock was sliding up and down in her slit. She kept using it to stroke her still engorged clit. GOD it felt soooo good! It was as if she was gently licking my glans. She was using the tip of my cock to 'finger' her clit some more. It wasn't long before she was cumming again. I'd been pushed close myself, but she had become an expert at teasing my cock and frustrating my orgasms. She collapsed on my chest and purred!

"Damn that was good! I think I could just use you forever and never let you cum again!" she said with a chuckle that chilled me to the bone!

She finally recovered from her last cum and squatted over me again. "Okay, time to take care of you for real now."

Again she took my cock and started to rub it against her sopping slit, from end to end. My cock was again leaking precum in large volumes within seconds. She would tease the head with her labia, then lay my cock flat on my stomach and slide her pussy lips down over my swollen balls then back up over my cock head. Back and forth, back and forth, she would do this. I'd slowly get right to the point where, again, I was just about to cum and then she would flop down on my chest and hug and kiss me and tell me how much she loved me.

I loved it, but God Damn I was going insane! While she cuddled, she made sure she had my balls in her hand and was gently squeezing and caressing them. I was going crazy!

Then she would sit back up and start sliding her super-slippery pussy up and down my cock.

Finally she told me that my time was up. She bent over and kissed the head of my cock in such an erotic way that just that action alone almost made me cum. I didn't think I could take much more. I started to complain again, but Sally quickly silenced me.

She said, "You boys are such wuzzes! You have a little case of blue balls for a few days and you think the world is ending. First imagine what it's like to have a period every month. And nine months of pregnancy! You do the math. Two kids equals a year and a half. We're trying to have number three.  So that will mean nine more months. Do you really think a few days of not getting your rocks off is more of an 'inconvenience' than that?' She was smiling and there was a sparkle in her eyes as she said this, but she was obviously quite serious at the same time.

"No, no, you're right."

Sunday was a replay of Saturday, but that night was Sally's coup de grace. It started out just like the night before with me giving her a luxurious massage, then fingering her to her first orgasm, and then using my mouth for a couple more. This was the point where the night's festivities deviated from the night before.

"Mmmmm, I still need more, but let's do you first, and then you can finish me."

That sounded ominous. Again she used my cock like a toy to play with her pussy, but this time once she got serious she held my cock straight up and impaled her warm wet cunt on my shaft. She looked straight into my eyes with a kind of fire I'd never seen before as she slowly raised and lowered herself on my rigid cock.

After a solid week of what I'd been through the feeling of her pussy slowly fucking me was almost unbelievable, but the thought of this ending without me cumming was incomprehensible!

I couldn't help myself. I started to thrust. Sally isn't a large woman at all, but from her positioning she could put her hands on my waist and by leaning on me stop me from thrusting, which is exactly what she did!

"Whoa stud, I'm in control here. Now just lie still and enjoy!"

And she kept slowly fucking me. When I got too close to cumming she would lower herself all the way down on my cock and let me back off, but would occasionally squeeze her cunt muscles a few times and then grind her clit against my pubic bone. Once she knew she could fuck me some more without making me cum, she would start up again.

I don't know how long she had been at it, but she had just finished rubbing against my pubic bone again and I could tell she was very close to cumming herself. She started to stroke again and I couldn't help it. I started to thrust back again. I was nearly insane from this treatment. I had never, ever before fucked Sally without cumming and it was making me nuts. I was so very close.

Sally was thrusting back and not keeping me from thrusting into her. I was pumping as hard as I could. I was so very close it wouldn't take much more. I figured Sally had lost track because of her own impending orgasm and I didn't care. I was going to cum. I needed just a few more strokes when Sally started to cum. We kept at it as Sally came hard, a deep growl escaping her throat.

Two more strokes and I was going to explode. But then Sally collapsed on my chest and as she did she slid up just enough so my cock popped out of her cunt. I was still thrusting and bouncing her up and down, but my cock was just bouncing on my stomach between her legs. Even so I didn't stop thrusting at first. I could hardly believe it. I let out a deep, loud "Noooooo!"

Sally started to giggle, "I was afraid I wouldn't cum before I had to stop in order to keep you from cumming, but I did!" By now she was actually laughing.

"Oh God, I'm sorry Joel, but that was so fucking fantastic!" Sally exclaimed. "I can't tell you the rush that gave me!"

"Sally! This is supposed to be about us having a baby, not you getting off on giving me blue balls!" I snapped. I was getting pretty angry. But my cock was still pulsing and just bobbing between Sally's legs.

Sally just laughed.

"Now as for finishing me, get my 'friend' out of that drawer," Sally said, pointing to the bedside table.

I had regained enough composure to simply do as she directed, but I didn't think there was any "finishing" to do, and I had no idea what 'friend' meant. As I opened the drawer my jaw dropped open. There was a vibrating dildo that I'd bought Sally as a gag gift years ago. It was made of that soft rubber that was very lifelike and it was quite large. We'd played with it a couple of times when we first got it, but Sally hadn't been very enthused and I hadn't seen it for years. I had assumed it had been thrown away long ago.

"Well," she said with a large grin and a sparkle in her eyes.

I grabbed the lube and put just a small amount on the end of the phallus. As wet as Sally was it wouldn't need much.

I rubbed it against her slit a couple of times and slid it in. Slowly I pushed it as deep as it would go. Sally moaned. The sight of her swollen pussy lips enveloping that fake cock was already getting to me. I pumped it in and out a few times rather slowly then on about the fifth stroke when it hit bottom I turned the vibrator on. Sally really began to squirm. I kept sliding the rubber cock in and out, making sure that the vibrations were working on her clit. It was only a matter of minutes before she was cumming hard again. Watching her cunt grip that fake cock was driving me wild, but I couldn't look away either. When she came, her juices flowed freely and she screamed out a mind-shattering orgasm. She was a woman fulfilled. I flipped off the light-switch and lay down next to her and held her.

She was soon fast asleep.

To be continued

Please take a moment to vote, and feedback is also greatly appreciated. Peter



The Fertility Clinic Ch. 07



Author's note: 

First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.

This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.

Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.

Peter

Now on to the story: 

Monday and Tuesday were back to normal, (God, was I really thinking of any part of the last two weeks as 'normal'?) What I mean is, Sally and I did my 'treatments' at bedtime, with me giving Sally some great orgasms with my tongue while she brought me to, and held me at, the edge for a goodly long time before ending the evening with me trying to sleep with a horrendous case of blue balls!

Finally Wednesday rolled around despite thinking I'd never make it until then. I had and, amazingly, I had not lost my sanity. Pretty much as soon as I awoke, I tried moving on Sally, pointing out that it was Wednesday. She just laughed, "Quite anxious aren't we!" She pointed out that our instructions made it impossible to do as the doctor had directed and still get to work on time.

I tried one more feeble attempt, and suggested we call in sick. Sally pointed out that we still had the kids to take care of and that I could surely wait a few more hours. It felt more like a few added days, but I finally reconciled myself that it was going to be that evening before I got to explode inside my wife.

I left work early since I couldn't concentrate anyway. Sally was just driving up with the kids as I got home. Once we got in the house the kids were off doing their own thing and Sally and I were in the kitchen. "We could sneak off to the bedroom before dinner. The kids would never even notice!" I suggested in sheer desperation.

Sally gave me one of her looks and just said, "JOEL, you just have to wait. It won't be much longer, relax!"

I went upstairs to change; I heard her giggling as I walked out.

Dinner and the rest of the evening seemed to go on forever. Sally had changed into baggy sweats, but I could tell she didn't have anything on under them and she did everything she could to tease me, at least everything she would do in front of the kids.

Normally the kids were off to bed by 8:00, but by some strange coincidence there was a 'special' show on that night that lasted until 9:00 and Sally had told them they could stay up and watch it. She was obviously doing everything possible to prolong my ordeal.

Finally, the kids were in bed and Sally said, "So, you ready to go to bed now?" with such a grin even I had to laugh!

"Nah, let's stay up and watch the Tonight Show!" I laughed as I headed to the bedroom, half undressing on the way. That got both of us laughing.

As I reached the bedroom I ripped off the rest of my clothes and was ready for bed in seconds. True to her new M.O. Sally took her sweet time getting ready and included what was virtually a very sexy striptease in the process. All of this, plus the anticipation, had me rock hard by the time Sally got to bed.

"My, you are really ready for this aren't you?" she quipped as she very gently patted my balls. "Don't forget, we have some preliminaries before we get to the main event!" Sally was obviously in a very playful mood. I could only hope that in spite of the significant number of orgasms she'd received and all the pleasure she had clearly derived from frustrating the Hell out of me, that she too was ready for a good fuck!

I groaned at the mention of the 'preliminaries', which simply brought forth another chuckle from Sally.

Sally reminded me that the Doctor had said the best approach was for her to stimulate me, and then for me to bring her to orgasm. Sally added, "Then we get to make a baby." I LOVED the sound of that last part. The proximity of finally getting some real relief to the constant ache and frustration of the last 10 days was driving me wild, too. So close and yet so far as the expression goes.

Sally began what was one of her most amazing stimulations yet. She sucked and stroked my cock and played with my balls and had me on the edge within the first minute. She kept pushing me right to the edge, and then holding me there as long as she dared before finally backing off, though never far.

Less than five minutes into it she had me moaning and begging to shorten the time, but of course my desperate moans just fueled her all the more.

"Oh Joel, it will only be a little while longer and you will be cumming harder than you ever have in your whole life. It will feel so good; it will make this all worthwhile! I know you're really aching to cum, and cum you will. Just not yet!" she giggled and teased almost non-stop.

I was thrashing and squirming and moaning for most of the period of stimulation. I could tell that Sally was getting even more turned on by the whole situation than before. She was playing me with all her cunning skills. Finally she said it was time for the second phase of the evening. I noticed that she had gone well over the prescribed 20 minutes, but chose not to mention it.

I quickly moved into position and had my face buried in Sally's lovely snatch. Wanting to get to the grand finale as fast as possible, I was licking for all I was worth. As I said Sally was REALLY turned on this evening and it was no time at all before she had her first orgasm. I didn't even slow down and it wasn't very much longer before Sally was cumming very hard again. I stopped as Sally's second orgasm subsided, but she quickly spoke up. "Just one more. I really want to be able to enjoy feeling your big hard cock inside me and I'm still too wound up. One more good, hard cum and I'll be ready." It wasn't a request. Even the third one didn't take long.

As soon as Sally's breathing slowed a bit, I tried to roll on top of her. My cock was throbbing and very ready for what was to come! But Sally was still maintaining control.

"Whoa! Joel, you're acting like an animal, get a grip for God's sake!" Sally was trying to act serious, but she couldn't help giggling at the same time. How about me on top; then I can give you a really nice, long, slow fuck! You deserve something special after all this time. What do you say?" Sally asked with a huge twinkle in her eyes. I was still getting used to this now openly aggressive wife of mine. Until the last few weeks I don't think I'd heard Sally use the work 'fuck' a half dozen times ever.

However, I'd finally had it. I could take no more. "NO! I'm going to fuck you silly and right now, and I'm going to be on top!"

Sally laughed, knowing I wouldn't get physical with her if she really protested, but as I hoped she was just as ready for some good old animal sex as I was. Well, almost as ready.

And animalistic sex it was! There was no pretense of lovemaking. I rammed my cock inside her and pounded away. Sally was fucking me back as hard as she could too. As you can well imagine, in my state it wasn't long at all before I was screaming and cumming at the same time. As I started to cum my vision seemed to narrow and as I continued to thrust in and out and felt my balls contracting and my cock pumping semen deep inside Sally, all I could see were stars in a dark sky. Great big, bright stars. The next thing I realized was that I was lying flat on Sally and she was gently combing my sweat-soaked hair out of my eyes and softly asking, "Joel, are you okay?" I realized she had repeated it at least three times before I responded. My guess is she had repeated it several more times than that. I hadn't exactly passed out, just sort of went into a momentary suspended state.

"unhuh... yea...yeah I'm fine," I finally managed. And a short time later, "WOW, Sally, I've never cum like that in my whole life! WOW." Then I just lay still for a while again.

"Yes, I know," said Sally smiling brightly. The significance was lost on me at the time.

We finished that night and Thursday and Friday, just as Dr. Jones had directed. By Friday my 'need' had diminished to what I would have called normal. We had very enjoyable sex, but Friday was certainly far different than that first one on Wednesday.

About two weeks later on a Friday night as I walked in the front door Sally came running up and gave me a big kiss. "Guess what?" she asked very excited.

"I give, what?" was my reply.

"The doctor's office called and it worked! We're pregnant!" she beamed.

We were both very excited and went out to a nice dinner to celebrate. When we got home and into bed we celebrated some more with a very pleasant session of lovemaking. It was just like old times, before our recent ordeal (as I thought of it).

The next morning when we awoke Sally pointed this out to me.

As we were waking up on Saturday, Sally and I were enjoying that rare opportunity to just lounge in bed for a while. We were soon cuddling, and soon after that Sally was gently stroking my cock and balls while I held her. In spite of the last three nights activities, it wasn't long before I was rock hard and ready for some action. Sally slowed down, but didn't completely stop. A few more minutes of that and I suggested closing the door so the kids wouldn't interrupt us. Just as I made a move to do so, Sally said she wanted to discuss something first.

Over the past few weeks I had learned not to be overly surprised by anything Sally said or did; so I just settled back down, resigned to a conversation before anything sexual.

"Okay, shoot," I replied.

"I want to know how it was for you last night." she started out. This seemed a bit odd, but it was an easy enough question for me to answer.

"It was great, you must know that. After those three weeks of total frustration, it's great to be back to normal lovemaking. Why do you ask?" I said, leading with my chin, but not realizing it yet.

Sally ignored my question and asked another of her own. "How did last night compare to the Wednesday night a couple of weeks ago when you got to cum for the first time in ten days?"

"Well, after the those ten days, it was pretty amazing. Last night was great, but that Wednesday was unbelievable," I answered, beginning to see where this was going, but not quickly enough.

Sally got a big smile on her face, and started to stroke my cock again as she said, "Yeah, that's what I thought. You came like never before that time, and last night it was just average again. You see how a little teasing and abstinence can really enhance it when you do finally cum?"

Far too late I caught on. "Sally, I know what you're thinking and you can just FORGET it!" She was still stroking my cock and I knew I was in trouble.

She continued to gently tease my cock and balls. I wasn't close to cumming yet, but moving in that direction and was certainly rock hard and looking forward to a climax at the end of this. "Joel, you know your cock has seen more action in the last few weeks than ever before in your whole life. I told you how much it totally turned me on to be such a cock tease and you love the feeling of my sucking and stroking your cock, and also you cum so hard when you finally do get to! So I'm thinking I should be in charge of your orgasms from now on. I'll play with your cock regularly and you'll make me cum regularly, and you'll cum when I think it will be really good! What do you think?" Sally asked with a huge grin, a twinkle in her eye, but a deadly seriousness in her voice and demeanor.

I was speechless! The growing ache in my groin wasn't helping me think either.

"Sally, I can't even think with you doing this. Finish what you've started and then let's talk, okay?" I said desperately, almost certain what would happen.

"See, that's the problem. After just a few days of you getting laid regularly, you're ready to go right back to the predictable boring routine we've fallen into. I stroke your cock, you get horny, you roll on top of me and we fuck. Finished! Oh, I'm not saying you ignore my needs, or that it isn't pleasant, but it is NOTHING like what we've been through the past few weeks. The orgasms you have are nowhere near what you had Wednesday night, and the ones I have aren't nearly what I've been enjoying either!" Sally was really wound up, I could see.

"Let me demonstrate," she said and with that she started to suck my cock. She built me slowly and surely to a wonderful orgasm. Not teasing, just sucking nice and steady. In a matter of a minute or two I was ready to cum. She could sense it and increased the pace and started to gently squeeze my balls too. Just as my cock started to spasm into orgasm, she let her lips slip off the end and squeezed rather hard right at the base of my cock, clamping off the orgasm just as it began.

"Oh GOD, NO, PLEASE don't stop!" I begged.

"Oh I'm not going to stop Joel, I'm just pausing for a minute or two," she giggled, "but you see, already you are way more turned on and excited than you were just a few minutes ago. And here, feel how hot and wet I am now." As she said this last part she pushed my hand against her sopping pussy. She was indeed very turned on.

"Don't you see, our sex life will be far more exciting my way? Please Joel, promise me you'll give it a try my way for a while. If it doesn't work out we can always change back. PLEASE!" Sally was very serious. I could see that she really wanted this, but I had serious reservations.

"Sally, I don't think I can take going through life like the last few weeks on a continual basis. That was bad, but to go on week after week like that would be unbearable for me. You know how frustrated I was, how hard it was to take." I was determined not to get talked into this.

"Oh Joel, I didn't mean that I'd make you wait for weeks at a time like this has been. You know probably only a day or two, sometimes more, sometimes no waiting at all. That would just add to the excitement for you, you would never really be sure if it was 'this' time. You'd be just like a teenager again, and your cock would get way more attention than the last few years, at least until these past weeks. Here, let me convince you some more," she said, and she started to suck my cock again.

"No, no... I don't want you to do that again!" but my resolve wasn't strong. What I really wanted was for her to suck me until I came.

"You don't want me to suck your cock any more?" she asked with a grin.

"NO, that's not what I mean, I just don't want you to suck it some more and then stop again."

"I didn't say I was going to stop this time!" she smiled as she started again. My cock was throbbing, and her mouth felt so good! I couldn't resist again, I just lay back and enjoyed the feeling.

I wasn't long before I was right there again, and DAMN she did exactly the same thing. Actually got me to the point of contraction and squeezed off the orgasm just as it started. This was more frustrating than anything she'd done in the past. This was even more than what the Doctor had done in her office that day. This was actually squeezing off an orgasm which was under way. There was absolutely no gratification or relief, but I was pushed to a level of frustration unimaginable. I finally realized Sally couldn't have done this in the state I'd been until Wednesday. If she'd actually got me to the point of the orgasm starting like this, she wouldn't have been able to make it stop.

"NO, Sally, NO!" I insisted.

"Didn't that feel nice?" she smiled wickedly.

"You know damn good and well that it felt great until the point that you squeezed it off, at which time it felt terrible!" I nearly yelled.

"Terrible? Really? Or just frustrating and keeping you all turned on and horny?" she asked.

I knew I was in trouble if I let her keep this up and I got into a debate. Sally was so good at twisting things, I'd end up sorry. Also, if I let her keep playing with my cock I knew she'd make an offer that I'd take in order to cum, but regret greatly later. I felt like I was caught in a whirlpool, being sucked down!

"Joel, how would you have liked it if I hadn't stopped that time? What would it have felt like?"

"I'd have loved it and it would have felt fantastic, you know that."

"Do you remember the last time I gave you a blowjob like that, and made you cum I mean? Hmm?"

I sensed a trap here, but I really couldn't remember. "No, to be honest, I don't"

"That's because it's been a very long time, to be honest I don't remember either. But I like to do it you know," she smiled at me again.

I just moaned. Just her saying that was making me want to cream.

"The thought of it is exciting you hugely too, I can tell. Look at your cock twitch and I'm not even touching it!"

She was right, it was. And the thought of Sally sucking my cock until I came in her mouth was undeniably extremely appealing, more so by the minute.

"Joel, if you'll just agree to my terms, your cock will get more attention than ever, you'll get to cum probably more than you have been in the last couple of years and each orgasm will be far more satisfying. What's not to agree to?" she said with that damnable reasonableness!

As was obviously her goal, Sally had me thinking mostly with the 'little head', though not quite totally. "But the constant frustration would be miserable, and I wouldn't have any say in our sex life. That is just too unreasonable," was my reply.

"Well, let me sweeten the pot, so to speak. You know that blowjob I was describing. What if I promise that at least once each month I'll give you one of those mind-blowing suckings. Where I make you cum in my mouth so hard you nearly faint and then I swallow every last drop. Hmmm....?" Sally asked with a smile that would melt butter.

I was weakening and she knew it. There would be trade-offs to be sure, but this was sounding pretty good. I was going to hold out and think about it a bit longer though, until Sally's next remark.

"How about this, we'll try this for a while and see what we both think. Let's say until the baby is born, and then if you want to go back we can. But you have to absolutely promise to do it my way until then. And to give you a little more reason to agree, if you don't agree right now, the only thing that will touch this cock again until the baby is born, is your own hand." Sally had been gently running a fingertip up and down my shaft the whole time she had been talking.

"WHAT!" I screamed. "That's not giving me any choice at all!"

"Yes it is, I just want this very much; so unless you are willing to live with the consequences of saying 'No' I expect you to say 'Yes' and right now!" Sally was clearly dead serious.

I just sort of muttered and stuttered for a minute. I couldn't think clearly, my cock was throbbing and aching to cum and my brain was in a fog. I was quickly realizing Sally wasn't giving me any choice, not really. What was I going to do?

Sally stopped touching me altogether. "Well, what's it to be? You know when I'm pregnant I tend to lose interest in sex anyway, so for me the alternative won't be so bad. But I don't think you'll like it. Besides, if we do it my way I expect it will keep my interest in sex much higher for the next nine months." Sally was unabashedly backing me into a corner and we both knew it. I saw no way out. I knew Sally would stick to her guns about this. She had always been very strong willed.

"Time's up Joel. Has your cock felt the last touch from anything but your own hand for nine months, or do you promise to do it my way?" As she finished asking this, Sally started slowly sliding her thumb in and out of her lips in a very provocative manner.

"The fact is, your cock is giving you away. Look how hard it is and I haven't touched you for quite a while now. The little guy likes this idea even if you think you don't!" Sally giggled.

Sally was right; I was hard as a rock. I was beaten and I knew it. Even though I really had no choice at all, I was going to have to pretend to make one. "Okay Sally, we'll do it your way," I replied very meekly.




The Fertility Clinic Ch. 07



"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise." Sally knew I would do anything to avoid breaking a promise.

"Okay, let me show you how much you're going to like this. Lie down!" Sally patted the bed as she spoke.

I did as she directed and she immediately started sucking my cock again, though slowly this time. After about two minutes she paused and said, "Oh yeah, one final thing. You have to promise never to masturbate, no matter what. Promise?"

There was no point even hesitating. "I promise"

"Good," she said as she went back to her sucking. Slowly she was building me back to the verge of orgasm again. I was really enjoying this, knowing it would probably be quite some time before I got to cum again.

Just as I started to cum she stopped and squeezed off my orgasm for the third time of the morning. "Why did you stop this time?" I screamed again, my balls throbbing.

Sally had the evil smile I'd learned to fear the last several weeks, "Because I wanted to!"

"Now, come over here and lick me good!" she demanded. "And Joel, the happier you make me, the less time before you cum again."

And so started a new life-style. It was Monday night that first time before I got to cum and it wasn't the blowjob I'd been hoping for.

It is several months since that Saturday morning and our life is just as Sally described. She cums almost daily, usually on my face. I receive attention to my cock and balls far more often than before, and Sally is very good at mixing up the timing. I never know when I'll get to cum, or how. It is usually every 3 or 4 days, but sometimes it will be two days in a row. Once it was even three days in a row. Occasionally it has been as long as five days. Regardless, I spend a great deal of the time with aching balls. There have been no ordeals as long as the ones while were trying to get pregnant, but I'm positive from some of Sally's comments that there will be more ordeals in the future, especially later in her pregnancy.

I can tell you I'm much more attentive to Sally's wants and needs than before, always trying to be in her good graces and pamper her. All in all I can't complain. The sex is great and I truly love my wife. It's just the damn blue balls!

Well, this is really the end of the story for now, and I'd stop here except... I wouldn't be letting you in on a major issue about this whole story if I didn't tell you about a particular night that happened about two months back.

To be continued...

Please take a moment to vote, and feedback is also greatly appreciated.

Peter



The Fertility Clinic Ch. 08



Author's note: 

First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.

This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.

Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.

Peter

Now on to the story:

The night in question started innocently enough, or so I thought. At dinner one night Sally rather excitedly told me that her old college roommate Tina had recently moved to town and she wanted to invite her over the following Saturday. I thought it a bit odd that Tina had been in town for a while and this was the first Sally had mentioned it, but I soon forgot it. Naturally I said it would be fine with me.

Sally had told me a great deal about Tina, though since Sally and I had met well after college, I'd never met Tina before. From the stories I'd heard, Tina was rather wild in college. Very, very bright, extremely good looking, but known as a terrible 'flirt' was the word Sally had used. Sally had told me more than once that while she and Tina were best of friends and very fond of each other, Sally had a problem with the way Tina treated guys. Sally, as I've said, had always been rather straitlaced, at least until recently.

Anyway, as the night approached I began to wonder if Sally's new attitude and Tina's move to town were related. I realized I'd find out soon enough and shrugged it off. It probably wasn't, and really didn't matter anyway.

When Saturday night arrived, Sally was in the kitchen finishing the salad when the doorbell rang. "Would you get that please?" she yelled.

I opened the door and nearly fainted. My jaw, I'm sure, bounced off my knee. Standing in the doorway was one of the most absolutely gorgeous women I had ever seen. She had light red hair and vivid green eyes. Her face was beautiful, her makeup perfect. She had a dynamite body that her outfit showed off extremely well, especially her large, firm tits! I was stunned and speechless. I just stood there like an idiot.

Finally she smiled broadly, then started to chuckle. I have no idea how long the two of us had been standing motionless when Sally finally showed up. "For crying out loud Joel! Invite her in," Sally said with a vast smile on her face and that twinkle in her eyes.

I still didn't move or speak until Tina walked by me into the house. At last I turned and closed the door. My mouth was still opening and closing like a fish out of water, with no sound coming out.

Tina held out her hand and spoke for the first time. "Hi Joel, I'm Dr. Christina Jones, but my friends call me Tina." It was Dr. Jones from the fertility clinic!

I finally croaked out, "Wha.. how, I don't ... EXPLAIN!"

Sally spoke first, "We will Joel, that's why Tina is here, relax."

Dr. Jones (I couldn't help thinking of her that way) laughed softly and began, "Joel, we owe it to you to explain the whole story. Sit down and be comfortable and I'll tell it all."

"You see, I learned how much I loved being a cockteaser way back in high school. Nothing else has ever given me the thrill of getting a guy totally turned on and then leaving him aching. It doesn't matter the how, it always makes me sopping wet. You can't imagine what 'treating' you has done to me!"

"It wasn't why I went into medicine, but once I did, this specialty was a natural for me."

"Anyway, ever since I met Sally I've known what a natural cock teasing bitch she could be. And I knew she'd love it too, if only I could get her to try. Back in college I just never could."

"Recently when you two were trying to get pregnant was just as I moved to town. Sally called me right away for advice and I convinced her not to let you know who I really was, just in case you two needed professional help. I thought it would be difficult for you if you knew the whole story. When after a while Sally didn't get pregnant I really was acting as physician to both of you, I am REAL good at my profession. The story you got about me being the best fertility expert in the East is true."

"Anyway, after I examined Sally I could tell that there wasn't a problem, just being her age it was taking longer than when she was younger for her hormone level to return to normal after the birth control pills. Examining you was a precaution, but I will now tell you that other than the physical exam, which was FAR more thorough than need be, and which I enjoyed immensely, and the first sperm count, which was totally normal, the rest was all a set up!" she giggled.

"I knew if somehow I could show Sally what an amazing turn on it is to give a male severe blue balls, she would be hooked. So you see, even Sally didn't know about the ruse for the first week, you know between sperm count tests. After that she was hooked. During your second visit she begged me to find a way to keep up the so-called need for stimulation and abstinence for at least another week. I'd already planned to. She was even more enthusiastic and became addicted far easier than even I dreamed she would."

"I must tell you that your wife is the most natural cock teasing woman I ever met. It took me years to learn some of the things that just came naturally to her."

"So that's the end of the story, almost. Other than feeling you had a right to know, I have one other reason for coming over tonight. Being rather new here still, and very busy with my practice, I haven't met many men. At least not any I'm interested in. And I really need a cock fix. I had a great time with you, and you are an especially responsive victim, but I can hardly do that with most of my patients. The AMA would have my head. If I didn't trust Sally to keep you in line, I wouldn't have had the courage in your case either. So, I called Sally and made her an offer. If she agreed to letting me tease you to my heart's content tonight, I'll teach her those 'advanced applications' I mentioned in your last visit. You know, the ones that are so frustrating for the male we normally need to restrain him," she concluded, sounding like she had simply asked Sally if she could borrow a cup of sugar.

I'd had it. "Are you two out of your minds?" I screamed. "I am NOT going to go along with this for a second!"

"JOEL! Tina and I have shared everything for a long time. Don't embarrass me by making a scene. You WILL go along with this, or I WILL cut you off until after the baby is born, just as I promised before. Now, you really have no choice, you can go without any sex for at least the next seven months, or you can co-operate. I know you won't choose seven months of abstinence, will you? Besides, I know you have come to like, even need the teasing I give you. Imagine what it will feel like to have a real pro work on you. And then I'll be so much better at it in the future too!" As she spoke Sally stared straight into my eyes and moved toward me. As her face was inches from mine she caught me off guard, and grabbed my crotch.

"He agrees, or at least his cock does. He's as hard as a rock," Sally laughed out loud.

I turned scarlet, but it was true. The thought of what these two would do to me had me stiff as a board.

Dr. Jones laughed hard too. "I'm not surprised. I could tell he was a natural subject during the office visits. I bet he's to the point where he'd do anything for you not to stop teasing him!"

Just as I resigned myself to what was obviously inevitable, the doorbell rang again. I looked at Sally and this time she was clearly surprised and confused herself.

Dr. Jones cleared up the mystery, "That will be Shelly, I invited her too. I hope you don't mind Sally?"

Sally started to laugh hard, "Oh what the Hell, that's fine."

I groaned loudly. Dr. Jones started to laugh too as she went for the door.

What happened the rest of that night is a story for a whole other time.

The end.

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