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Cock of the Month Club

By: Magna12



Last year my husband and I moved to the suburbs. After ten years in the city and lots of hard work and some luck, we had it made financially and were ready to invest in a nice home. We moved to a very upscale neighborhood north of Houston. It was the kind of place that looked ideal. Everything neat and tidy and well kept. Huge homes, country club, golf and tennis. You know the kind of place. 

The residents were successful younger and middle aged professionals and their spouses. Some were two earner couples, but there were many wives at home all day. The husbands tended to work long hours and be away on business trips often, so the wives had to create a world for themselves. With few exceptions, the wives in this town were fit and tanned. They went to the gym, played tennis and swam, kept themselves trim and indulged in fashions to flatter their figures. 

It was a little hard making friends at first, but within a couple of months I was enjoying the company of several women that I met in the course of getting involved in activities. All was cozy and delightful for a year, and then I got the shock of my life.

Julie lived across the street, and she and I went to the gym together. One morning she and I were having coffee in my sunroom, and that’s when she dropped the bomb. She had been watching me and felt that I was ready to hear what she had to say. Then Julie proceeded to tell me about the Cock of the Month Club. 

A few years earlier, Julie and two friends had spotted a particularly handsome young man who was a clerk in a downtown bank. She noted his name on his desk nameplate, but she did not speak to him. When Julie and Paige and Maggie got together for an afternoon by her pool, Julie told them, “I had the wildest idea yesterday.” “While I was in the city I saw the most gorgeous man at the bank.” “He was amazing.”

Paige remarked, “There’re everywhere, honey, but not here in your backyard.” 

That’s when Julie told her friends, “I’ve been thinking. How would you like to send this guy a letter inviting him to meet us at, say, a Hyatt Hotel suite? We’d tell him that we were clubwomen and that our club had a tradition of inviting a handsome man to strip for us. We could tell him that we did not want to invite professionals, and that’s why he was selected at random from everyday men.” 

“Whoa,” interjected Maggie, “I’m feeling a little buzz about this,” as she adjusted her bikini top. Julie looked at her friends’ nipples become more visible as she continued, “I’ve thought about a plan like this for a long time, and I think it could work if we choose the right guys and the right places.” 

As Julie relayed this to me, I was amazed but not put off. Her confidence and experience interested me, and I felt drawn to this sort of female enjoyment. After all, men live lives of pursuit of random pussy, why shouldn’t we wives nail a few cocks, too? 

Julie continued, “Well, to make a long story short, we got up the nerve to compose a letter to Mr. X. I told him that he would be contacted within a week to discuss his response to our invitation. The letter stated that we met monthly in different locations, that anonymity was paramount for him and us, that he was asked to dress in his normal business attire, and that all he had to do was disrobe for us and then he could leave. We made it explicit that nothing else would be involved and that we were serious appreciators of the male anatomy.” 

Her girlfriends were giddy and nervous as hell as they finished writing the letter. All three drove to the post office, and as soon as the letter dropped into the box they whooped and shouted and laughed like hell all the way home. Julie said they were practically on fire sexually, anticipating the shock this guy would get when he opened their letter. 

Days passed. A week passed. All three were together again at Julie’s house. She had them gather around while she picked up her phone, blocked her number, then dialed the bank. She asked for Mr. X. You could cut the tension with a knife. 

“Hello, this is Mr. X,” replied their victim. “May I help you?” 

“Well, that depends, now doesn’t it?” said Julie.

“Oh, excuse me,” he said, “What did you say?” 

“Mr. X, did you receive our letter?” 

There was a pause. Julie covered the phone with her hand and gasped to get a breath.

“Yes mam, I did receive a certain unusual letter. Was that from you?” 

“The letter was from our club, and we are following up on our invitation. We have several candidates in mind for this month’s meeting, and we need to determine who among them would like to accept our invitation.” “Are you interested and available?”

“I thought this was a joke,” said Mr. X. “I never expected that someone would call or that there was a real club.” “I haven’t thought about it seriously.” 

“Well, we can understand that.” “Yours is a common response to our initial letter.” “If you need more time, I can contact you tomorrow.”

“Uh, no, I am interested.”

Julie covered the receiver again and gave a thumbs-up to her friends who were struggling not to hoot and laugh.

“Mr. X, your interest is noted, and we will contact you again about scheduling once I confer with the members.” “Do you have any questions?” 

He took a deep breath and asked, “How long have you done this?” 

Julie faked it, “We’ve been in existence for four years, and we have monthly meetings. There are twenty three members, but attendance each month varies widely. Sometimes we only have a few and other times there is almost full attendance. We are a social club only. We enjoy each others’ company, and during the last part of each meeting we invite a gentleman to show us his penis.” 

“Twenty three!” whispered Paige and Maggie. “What the hell did you say that for?”

“Shush, shush,” Julie motioned, “I think everything is spelled out clearly in our letter.” 

“Well, gosh, I’m still kinda surprised. I’ve never done anything like this before,” said our Mr. X. 

“We encounter this every month, and your response is very normal. Don’t be concerned or worried. We are all professional women who enjoy conversation and friendship, and we find that the addition of just one male under these conditions adds a lovely touch to our meetings.” “Expect to hear from us again within a few days, good-bye.” 

Julie put down the phone, and the room burst with screams and laughter. She and Maggie and Paige were giving high fives and spinning around and crashing onto the sofa. “Jesus Christ!” exclaimed Julie, “I’m shaking all over! God, that was fun!” “He was worried as hell, and I was calm as a cucumber – I love it!” 

The other girls looked at her and said, “Now what?” “Twenty three?” “Are we really gonna do this?” 

Julie told them that she had raised this idea with other friends, carefully proposing it as a joke idea, and that she thought she could recruit more “members” to the “club.” Julie spent the rest of the week stimulating the interest of other wives and thinking about a venue. 

By Friday, she had eight total women signed up and a reservation at the Hyatt in the swanky Galleria location. That afternoon she phoned Mr. X and congratulated him on being the choice for the monthly club meeting, and they she gave him the location and date and time. 

From what Julie told me, sex with their husbands over the next few days and weeks was at a fever pitch. All the participating wives were enjoying the fantasy and anticipating the fun to come. 

On the appointed day, Julie, Paige and Maggie went early to check in to the hotel. The meeting time was set for 2:00 p.m., and their guest of honor was asked to arrive at 3:00. By noon, the ladies had brought in champagne and ordered catered delicacies. They brought changes of clothes, and each showered and changed and did their hair and makeup together. This afternoon was a woman’s dream. They were having a great time fooling around with each other’s hair and experimenting with makeup and praising each other’s looks. 

Julie noticed that they each wore the sexiest lingerie. And from her glimpses in the shower and bathroom, it appeared that he friends had trimmed their pussies. At one point she looked at Paige and said, “Well, what have we here? It looks like someone has been creative.” And Paige replied, “I think I made Don go nuts last night. I asked him if he would like to give me a little trim, and he went over the edge. He’d never done that before, and I’d never asked.” 

At 2:00 there were knocks on the door and in came Julie’s other friends. They, too, had obviously been enjoying getting ready. She introduced them, and the champagne started to flow. By 3:00 the wives’ nerves were soothed by the bubbly, and Julie went to the lobby to meet their Mr. X. 

He was there right on time, dressed in his business suite and looking fine. Julie approached him and stuck out her hand, “I’m your hostess for today.” “We’re so glad to have you as our guest.” “The members are waiting, so let’s go up.” 

Mr. X trotted along with Julie, and they took a silent elevator ride to the Executive Suite level. The door opened, and all eyes were on their guest. 

Julie broke the ice and introduced him but did not give his first name nor where he worked. She simply said, “Mr. X has graciously agreed to be our guest for this month’s meeting.” “Please make him feel welcome,” she said as she handed him a drink. 

During the next half hour the wives carried on small talk with Mr. X and visited among themselves. But you could feel the tension rising in the suite. Julie and Maggie rearranged the living room furniture to create a seating area for the viewers and an open space for their guest. 

Then Julie clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention, and announced, “Ladies, members, please join me on the sofa and chairs. We are now at the entertainment part of our meeting. Please take your drinks with you and find a comfortable place to sit.” 

She turned to Mr. X and said, “If you’re ready, we’re ready.” And she nodded toward the open space in front of the gathered audience. 

Mr. X was probably in his late twenties. Tall and handsome and trim. But he was one nervous Nelly now. He excused himself to use the restroom.

The ladies were getting giddy, and Julie reminded them that as far as Mr. X knew, he was just one of a long line of guests of their club, and that they should act like it was no big deal. 

A few minutes later Mr. X was more composed and standing at the center of attention. He faced the ladies and nodded his head. “Excuse me, but this is something I never thought I’d ever do.” 

Julie helped, “Mr. X, why don’t you start by removing your jacket?” 

And he did.

“What next, ladies?” she asked. They decided that he should stay above the waist and told him to take off his shirt next. 

And he did, unfastening the cuff links and necktie. 

Next came his tee shirt, revealing a well toned chest. Smooth with a hint of ab muscles. Long arms with sculpted biceps. 

Shoes and socks were taken off, then Julie had to direct him to go ahead and unzip his trousers for the final assault on his manhood. 

The belt unbuckled and the trousers unzipped as his pants slid down to reveal wonderfully snug fitting white nylon briefs. 

Julie said, “Bravo!” But she halted the action to ask if anyone wanted to refresh their glasses. Several of the wives took the occasion to stand and stretch and get more to drink, and others sat transfixed by the sight of Mr. X’s dick coiled underneath the designer briefs. 

Julie took a new glass to him and asked him how he was doing. He only smiled slightly and took the glass with a shaky hand. Julie chuckled and told him that his nervousness was typical of all their guests, and with that she let her hand drop and brush over his penis. This had the immediate effect of causing his cock to expand and uncoil. 

The ladies all saw it and leaned forward in their seats. Mr. X was embarrassed, but the situation and the contact had started a process he couldn’t control. The eyes fixed on his pecker felt like tiny hands ticking his ball sack and peter. Our Mr. X was on the road to full display whether he wanted to or not. The nylon was stretching beyond its capacity. 

“Take your time,” said Julie, “We’re in no hurry for the best part.” 

Mr. X took a deep breath and folded his arms and hands up behind his head. He was getting into the presentation now. His cock jutted forth, and the increasingly wet briefs were becoming transparent. Everyone could clearly see that he was not circumcised and that Julie had chosen a man with a magnificent piece of equipment. 

Mr. X rotated his hips a bit and walked closer to the ladies. A few of them were flashing him a peek up their skirts, causing his cock to puff up even more. By now the nylon was stretched an inch or two away from his legs and gobs of man flesh was coming into view. 

Realizing the situation, Mr. X began the process of peeling down his briefs. With slow deliberate motions he inched them downward. At the base of his cock he stopped and stood and stretched to his full height and on tippy toes. What a picture he was. 

Teasingly, he continued the process of unveiling his machinery. First an inch came into view, then more and more inches as he lowered the briefs. Finally, a good eight inches were in view, pointing straight down and about two inches thick. He stood and stretched again, but this time the stretching caused his dick to fly free and catapult upward to slap against his firm stomach. 

The room was in a state of euphoria and glee. His audience applauded as Mr. X stepped out of his briefs and stood still for all to see. His uncut cock was a good nine inches and still drooping downward in a less than erect state. His glans peeked out from under the covering foreskin, and a tiny thread of cum stretched from his cockhead to the floor. 

After a second, he twisted his body from side to side to allow his pecker to swing, its weight slapping gently against one leg and then the other. It was then they noticed his ball sack. Very full and with a long drop of about five inches. His balls had a life of their own as they moved independently of his swinging cock. 

The ladies were clearly entranced and not believing their luck with this guy. 

Julie let this continue for only a minute or so, and they she announced, “Ladies, members, this concludes our meeting. The meeting is adjourned, and we thank our guest.” She looked at Mr. X who was now standing still and a bit perplexed by his predicament. 

“As always, we invite our guest to sign our guest book.” And she led him to a table with two pages of fake names and addresses and emails. Mr. X, naked as the day he was born, signed his information. 

“Ladies, if you have to leave now, we’ll notify you about next month’s meeting in the Caribbean,” she faked in order to throw off Mr. X so he wouldn’t know who or where all these lovely wives were from. “If you don’t have to catch a plane or hurry off, please stay a while as we give or guest the usual option.” 

“Option! What option?” Mr. X thought. 

By now his cock had shrunk back to a bit smaller size, but the ladies had not seen it in full size. 

Julie moved a chair to the center of the display area and continued, “Mr. X, if you must leave, we thank you again. But if you can stay longer, we offer our guests a chance to relieve themselves before they go.” 

He took one look at the chair and knew immediately that she was inviting him to stroke himself off in front of them. He was delighted. 

All of the ladies remained and returned to their seats as Mr. X settled down in the chair and spread his legs a bit. Julie handed him lubricant. With flourish and deliberate movements, Mr. X oiled his hands and cock. He looked up to see four sets of panties up under the skirts of his audience. The wives’ legs were parting and closing to tease him and to stimulate their own pussies. 

Mr. X smiled and looked very relaxed for the first time. As he toyed with his equipment, lifting up his shaft and oiling his balls, his member stretched to new lengths. He peeled back the puckered foreskin and displayed a golf ball sized dick head with a large cum and pee hole. He played with himself for the enjoyment of his audience and for his own amusement. With the view on display in front of him – the legs, stockings and panties of several wives of other men – he was in no rush to leave. 

He nursed his cock to a full hardon that capped out at eleven inches. You could hear the ladies’ breathing and you could almost feel their eyes fascined on their guest. With his cock cradled in both fists, still there was quite a bit to see. Up and down his hands moved. He twisted and touched himself and occasionally let his cock hang free for them to see. He stood and windmilled his dick for them, first one direction then the other. He walked over to table and let his dick slap down on it like meat on a cutting board. The sound of his cock hitting the table made a firm thumping sound. This was a real cock, not the kind of prototype their husbands had. 

Julie stopped him. She feared that he might get a bit out of hand, so she told him, “Very nice Mr. X, I think we’re ready for your final act now.” 

He resumed his seat and concentrated on the task at hand. His breath came more heavily until finally he ejected a first stream of white cum. It launched out and up before splatting on the carpet. His pumping was paced to match his rhythm. In a second the next and the next and the next spurts flew into space, each landing farther than the last. Finally the spurts came with less power, and after fifteen measurable squirts his hands ceased to move and he hung his head in fatigue. 

It was a magnificent display, said Julie. She could hardly recall this first club meeting without getting excited and flushed. I touched her arm and asked if she were OK. 

“So what happened next?” I asked.

“Mr. X was bushed, as you can imagine. We handed him a towel, and Maggie actually took charge and wiped him down.” His big dick didn’t shrink down too much. It was still damn big when he put his pants back on. The briefs were worthless because they were so wet. 

In short order he excused himself and disappeared into the hallway. Meanwhile, we cleaned up and left. 

But you had his name and address. Did anything else happen? 

“Yes, we all decided that each of us could make whatever arrangements we wanted on our own. As far as I know just about everyone contacted him later for a fuck.” We found out that at the time of that first meeting he was engaged. He since married but hasn’t told his wife that he regularly services at least a dozen other wives. This guy was a lucky find. 

That was her story. Julie then asked if I would like to join the club, which had not grown to seventeen actual members and had met for a few years. They’ve had rejections and not so good choices now and then, but the members enjoy the anticipation of each meeting time. So far no husbands have got wind of the scheme, and that’s why she was so careful about inviting me to join. 

My first meeting is next month, and as a new member, I am supposed to find a “guest.” So I’m on the lookout for the right man. Meanwhile, tonight I’ll let me husband trim my pussy and begin the anticipation. 

Cock of the Month Club - The Audition



NOTE: This is a continuation of the story called "Cock Of The Month Club" by Magna12 written over twelve years ago which you probably need to read first. But when I read it I wished he would have continued it because I fanaticized so many more stories. So I asked him if I could continue it and he gave me his blessings, so...

*****

When Julie told me about her special "club" and the story that led up to the forming of the club, I was enthralled. I mean, how many women, married women, ever have the opportunity to have a good looking guy, a hunk, strip naked for them and then actually masturbate to orgasm for them? I certainly never dreamed about anything like that. I mean, my husband has never masturbated for me, and I never even thought about asking him to. But now I'm at least thinking about it.

When I came home to my hubby, Oh my, was I horny. We had a great night of making love...well, some of it was just great fucking, with me thinking about a big naked cock and watching a naked man masturbating for me. I came three times, so hard!

The next morning, I began thinking about Julie and her invitation to her club. Of course I accepted the invitation, but then she told me I had to find the next "guest". My goodness! How do you find an everyday man who will strip for a group of women?

So I called Julie and asked that question. She told me how some of the women had gone about it. Two asked their own husbands to come, not an option for me. Others asked a boyfriend to come. Yes, boyfriend, even though they were all married. Also not an option for me.

Others tried the secret letter approach to a hot guy they saw, to varying degrees of success. And then others tried an ad on Craigslist.

Craigslist? How did that work? Julie told me they would put an ad on Craigslist explaining what they wanted.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really, in the Personals section," she replied. "Some of the ads on there are really graphic, so asking a guy to strip naked for a group of women is not so strange. And you wouldn't believe how many responses they got. There were a lot of guys who want to try CFNM."

"What's CFNM?"

"Oh, that's Clothed Female, Naked Male. Some men would love to show off their bodies to women, even without a chance to have sex with the women. Some of the guys who replied were NOT hunks," she laughed. "But we got some nice cock pictures that way."

I decided to try to find MY guest that way.

I spent a lot of time working on my ad. Then I opened an account on Craigslist. I realized that I could not receive responses on my personal email so I opened another email account. Then with fear and trembling, and excitement, I posted my ad.

"Cock Of The Month Club"

We are a group of classy women who get together once a month and invite a man to come and strip for us. We are not looking for strippers. We are looking for NORMAL guys who want to show off their bodies to clothed women. 

You will NOT be allowed to touch us, but we will be allowed to touch you. A special finale will be expected.

We are TOTALLY discrete and expect the same from you. Respond with a picture of your body and your equipment.

Within ten minutes I had my first response. In all I had 42 emails, some vulgar, some respectful, all guys who wanted to get naked for me. And I had never seen so many cocks! Some were little, some were huge, short, fat, long, all kinds. Some bodies were kind of nice, some fat, some too skinny, some, well, why would they even contact me, except they were exhibitionists?

But one BEAUTIFUL cock. Oh my, and a really nice body. He said he was 24 and had never done anything like this before but would like to try.

I called Julie and asked her to come over. She laughed at some of the emails, but she agreed with my assessment of "my favorite".

"He's beautiful," she gasped. "You HAVE to pick him!"

"OK, now what do I do?"

"Write him back. Get more information about him. TELL him he's beautiful," she laughed.

Well, I did and he responded right back. His name was Stone, probably not his real name, Julie told me, but it fit. He wanted to know more about our group. I shared with him a little about our group, with Julie's help, because I had never been.

Then he asked what it would take for him to be chosen. Would there be an audition?

"An audition?" Julie gasped. "What a great idea!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you and I could meet with him and have him strip just for us."

I liked that idea. Well, kinda. I mean, I've never had a strange man strip for me. I'd never seen a strange man naked before. In fact, and I'm almost ashamed to say this, but the only naked man I have ever been in the same room with was my husband. But Julie was old hat with this so I felt like I was in safe hands.

So I let her answer him and before long we had a "date" set up. Julie rented us a room in the Radisson (she's rich) for Thursday afternoon.

She instructed me on how to prepare and what to expect. Wear something semi-sexy, act sophisticated at all times, like we did this all the time, and follow her lead. She said her name would be Alexis and mine would be Suzy.

I can tell you I didn't sleep much the night before. I kind of felt guilty, because I had never done anything like this before. But then, this wasn't really cheating, was it? 

I took a long shower, trimmed my pussy, put my best perfume, just a touch. Then I put on my lace panties; I don't own a thong; and matching bra, my silk blouse and the shortest skirt I own, not that is was so short, but my husband liked it. He always said it showed off my ass well. Why did I care about my pussy and what kind of underwear I was wearing? But I did!

I met Julie at the hotel a little after 1:00. Stone was scheduled for 2:00. Julie texted Stone the room number and at exactly 2:00 there was a knock on the door. All of a sudden I was terrified, but Julie calmed me down quickly, had me sit on the couch as she went to the door.

When Stone walked it, I was mesmerized. He certainly was all that we hoped for. He was dressed in a button-up shirt, nice trousers, and loafers, without socks. Seems he had thought this through. It's hard taking off socks gracefully.

He looked nervous and I'm sure I did too. But Julie took over. She introduced me as Suzy and herself as Alexis and asked if he wanted a drink. He did and so did I. We sat and talked for a bit. What do you talk about with a guy who's about to strip naked for you in a minute? 

He worked for an insurance agency, was between girlfriends, worked out a lot because he now had the time since he didn't have to...entertain a girlfriend. Yes, that's what he said. Entertain.

Once again Julie led the way. She explained the rules, we can touch but he can't. He's to get naked, show off his body, allow us to touch him wherever and however we wanted. We promised that there would be no pain. And he was to stroke his cock for us and eventually cum for us.

"Can you cum more than once?" Julie asked. 

"After a short rest period, normally I can. The most I've cum with a woman is three times. But I can last a long time," he bragged.

Julie and I looked at each other and smiled.

"OK, are you ready for your audition?" Julie asked.

Stone finished his drink in one gulp and stood up.

"Come here first," Julie ordered.

As he was walking over I noticed he already had a nice sized bulge. Julie stuck out her hand and stroked his crotch. 

"You're quite hard already," she noted.

"Yes, I am. I am looking at two very sexy ladies." I blushed.

"Come feel how big he is, Suzy" Julie said.

"Oh, no." Julie gave me a look that said 'don't argue. Act like you've done this before.' Then she grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch.

It WAS huge. It was pointing up toward his belly. I closed my hand around it. "What do you think? Think he'll do?" I nodded. Oh, it will do nicely.

"Ok, proceed," Julie said like she was asking someone to recite a poem or something, instead of striping.

"Do I get any music?" he asked. Julie, always ready and smooth, pulled out her IPad and quickly brought up some soft jazz.

Stone walked to the middle of the room and began to dance. He was a good dancer. Very smooth. I was admiring his body when he started to unbutton his shirt. 

'This is going to happen', I thought. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it out of his trousers as he did. He was looking directly at me. I blushed. He smiled.

He opened his shirt and for the first time we saw his chest. And his six-pack. 'So that's what a six-pack looks like,' I thought. I must say I was impressed. He slipped off his shirt, folded it nicely and danced a bit more for us, slowly spinning and showing off his body. 

Then he slipped off his loafers and reached for his belt. I thought I was going to faint. 'He's going to do it,' I thought.

He pulled his belt out of his trousers with a flourish. Julie looked over at me and winked. Stone undid his trouser button and unzipped his pants. Now, I have seen my husband do this a million times, but watching Stone do it was different...exciting.

He danced a little with his trousers unzipped and then turned his back to us and began to lower them, looking over his shoulder at us. At me.

He wasn't wearing a thong, just some very low-cut briefs. Silk. Red. He dropped his trousers to the floor and stepped out of them, kicking them off to the side.

He continued to dance with his back to us. I could tell he had a nice ass. 'Turn around, turn around," I thought.

When he did, slowly, his package came into view first. He was definitely hard already. The tip of his cock was barely covered. I could see a wet spot forming at the tip. 

Wet, just like my panties. I SO wanted to rub my pussy, but I didn't dare. I looked over at Julie and she had spread her legs and her skirt was creeping up. I bet he could see her panties, if she was wearing any.

Julie motioned him over to us. He stood right in front of Julie, right between her spread legs. She leaned forward, reached out and lightly rubbed his bulge. Then she grabbed it. "He is definitely hard. And big." She gave it a stroke. "And I believe we have a little pre-cum," she noted. She cupped his balls and rolled them. Wow! Talk about erotic!

"OK, now show it to Suzy," she said. I blushed again, but I leaned forward anyway. And spread my legs also. He walked between them and this time I didn't need to be encouraged to reach for his cock. Oh my. It was SO hard, and so BIG. Nothing like my husband's. I stroked it for him.

"Do you like that," Julie asked him.

"Mmmmm," was his reply.

I also cupped his balls and rolled them. Amazing. So big. He made his cock jump and I jumped. We all laughed.

"OK, time to get those things off. Suzy wants to see your cock." And I did want to see his cock! And his ass. I wanted to see everything.

Stone walked back to the center of the room and slowly lowered his briefs. The head of his cock appeared. It was shiny. Wet. Then more. Then the whole magnificent thing. He lowered his briefs to the floor bending as he did.

"Turn around in that position," Julie ordered. "We want to check out your ass."

And he did. And what an ass. "Open your legs." Julie ordered. He did and we could see his balls. Huge. And shaved. I was so intent at looking at his cock I didn't notice that he has totally shaved.

"Come over here. We want to inspect you."

He stood up and walked to us, his cock bouncing as he walked. His cock had a slight curve upwards. And the head of his cock was beautiful. It was so much better live than in a picture. 

I reached out first and took his cock in my hand. He turned toward me and Julie reached out to rub his ass. I inspected every inch of his cock. I took his balls in my hand. I had never done that with my husband, but it seemed so right.

I felt the veins running up and down his shaft. They were so prominent and the skin on his cock was stretched out so much. The head was kind of like a mushroom and his little pee-hole had a drop of pre-cum on it. I gave it a couple of strokes. All of a sudden it jumped in my hand. I quickly let go. Was he cumming already?

I looked up at him. "I did that on purpose," he said. "Watch me make it jump." He demonstrated how much control he had of his cock. He swiveled his hips and his cock and it rocked back and forth. He seemed to be enjoying showing me his cock. I certainly was enjoying it.

"Bring that cock over here," Julie ordered. She had been rubbing and squeezing his ass while I was inspecting his cock. Now we switched places. 

My hand went to his ass. It was so powerful. Hard...yet soft. Kind of like his cock. I squeezed and rubbed while Julie inspected his cock. She started stroking his cock and then leaned forward and licked his pre-cum off the tip. "Mmmmmm," she said.

Then she took his cock in her mouth and started sucking while still stroking it. I couldn't help it. I stood up, got behind him and took both ass cheeks in my hand. He was stroking in and out of Julies mouth. 

"If you don't stop that I'm gonna cum in your mouth," he said. Julie kissed his cock and stopped stroking him.

"Go sit over there for a bit," she said. "We just want to look at you." 

He sat down across from us. He spread his legs and began slowly stroking his cock. "Is this what you want?"

"That's fine. Just not too fast yet. We want this to last. Do you need some lube?" Julie asked.

"That would be nice." Julie, always ready, pulled a tube of lube from her purse and threw it over to him.

I watched with fascination as he squirted a large blob into his hand and proceeded to lather up his cock and balls. I wished I was doing that for him. He continued to stroke his cock.

Julie asked, "How often do you masturbate?"

He laughed. "What a thing to ask a naked man who is stroking his cock for you." He seemed to be getting more comfortable being naked for us. "I'm like any normal guy without a girlfriend. I probably masturbate at least once a day. How about you?"

"Well, I have a husband who is totally involved in his business, so I'm not particularly...serviced well. So, I probably do the same...unless I'm meeting someone."

I looked at Julie, shocked. I never thought about her having affairs, but I guess she did. Well, she said that most of the women in the club fucked that first guy. Now I'm sure they have fucked others. I've never had anyone but my husband. Am I getting in over my head?

"What about you, Suzy," he asked.

"Huh?"

"How often do you masturbate?"

I turned bright red. The truth was I don't masturbate much, except for this week, leading up to this moment. I've been extra horny. "Well, I'm very happily married and my husband and I have quite a good sex life." I answered. "But I'm new to this club and to be honest with you, you are only the second man I've seen naked."

He looked surprised. "Really? What do you think, Suzy?" he asked.

I blushed again. "You are beautiful! And your cock puts my husband's to shame." Did I say that out loud? All this time I'm watching him stroke that magnificent cock. Is it getting even bigger?

He just smiled and kept stroking. We all got quiet and after a while his breathing started to get faster, deeper. So did mine. My panties were soaked. Without even thinking about it I opened my legs. I wanted to let him see my panties. He looked between my legs and started stroking faster. 

"Slow down," Julie whispered. I looked over at Julie and she was rubbing her panties in plain view of Stone. 

I could tell that he was building up. How did I know? I just did. I've never watched a guy masturbate but it was obvious that SOMETHING was building. I leaned forward to watch.

"Play with your balls". Julie again. He took his left hand and slowly rolled his balls.

"Rub the head."

He took two fingers and rubbed all the pre-cum around the head. 

"Keep an eye on his balls, Suzy. You will see them begin to pull up when he's about to cum." I couldn't just concentrate on his balls. I was taking everything in.

He started stroking faster. "Slow down." That was me, whispering. I loved watching him. I didn't want this to end. But then, I also wanted to watch him cum.

"OK, go ahead. Do what you need to do."

His hand started flying over his cock. His face had this strange intense look on it. He scooted forward in the chair and threw his head back. I could see his asshole under his balls. His balls were tightening up. He started raising his ass. He was breathing much deeper, faster.

"Cum for me, baby," Julie whispered.

He arched his back, raised his ass even more. "I'm cumming," he panted.

And he did. I hadn't ever seen a man cum and was kind of surprised when a long white rope of cum came shooting out of his cock. I jumped as I watched his cum shoot a good two feet in the air and land on his chest. As it hit, a second rope came out of his cock and landed on his six-pack. In all he shot seven ropes of cum before it just oozed cum for a bit.

As he was cumming I marveled. Besides the ropes of cum, I watched his ass flex, and his asshole clenching. His balls seemed out of control as they pumped and pumped.

"That was amazing," I told him. He was sweating, a thin sheet of moisture covered his naked body. He was beautiful. He smiled at me. "No offense, Alexis, but knowing she had never seen a guy cum before, I wanted to make it good for her."

"You are a heavy cummer." Julie said.

"Well, I haven't masturbated since we made this...date. I was saving up," he laughed.

"Well, I appreciate it," I told him, turning red...again.

His cock was deflating but he was still slowly stroking it and rubbing his balls. It was awesome watching it deflate. I wanted to watch it get big! I hoped we weren't through yet.

Julie got up and got some towels from the bathroom and handed him one so he could clean himself up. He cleaned his chest and belly and then worked on his cock and balls. I watched...in fascination.

He threw the towel down and just sat there as we talked, stroking his cock and playing with his balls.

"You seem comfortable," I said. "I take it you're over any apprehension of being naked with us."

He laughed. "I just had probably the best orgasm of my life! I'm pretty relaxed now. You pretty ladies make it easy on me. I never thought it would be this..." He searched for a word. "comfortable being naked with two ladies I just met. Honestly, I've never masturbated for a woman. It was fun."

"Fun for us, too," I smiled. "Actually, it was awesome watching you masturbate and cumming so much. Do you think you can do it again?"

He smiled. "I think so. With, maybe, a little inspiration?" I quickly spread my legs and lifted my skirt a little. I looked over at Julie and she was unbuttoning her blouse. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. She didn't show her boobs, but she slipped a hand inside her blouse and rubbed he boob.

"Would this help?" she asked.

"Most definitely." I watched his cock as he stroked. It had deflated quite a bit, but I watched in fascination as it got hard again.

"That is so cool, watching it get hard again," I told him. He turned toward me and looked me in the eye as he stroked and played with his cock. But I was really watching his cock...get hard.

My hand went between my legs and slowly rubbed the front of my panties. I couldn't help it. I have never masturbated for anyone before, but it just seemed like the thing to do right now. I mean, he needed inspiration...and I needed to relieve a little pressure.

When he got fully hard, Julie said "This time I would like you to stand while you masturbate."

Without any hesitation he stood and came closer to us, stoking all the way. It was an awesome sight. I watched with fascination as his hand stroked up and down his cock. The skin on his cock was pulling up and down with his hand. The head was purple, his pee-hole showing pre-cum.




Cock of the Month Club - The Audition



"Come closer," Julie ordered. "We want you to cum on our chests."

I quickly looked over at Julie. What ran through my mind was getting cum on my blouse. It would stain, wouldn't it? Hard to explain to my husband.

But always ready Julie reached down and tossed me an extra towel. "Cover up, it could make a mess."

Stone stepped even closer. Julie and I scooted closer together. His cock was right in front of our faces. I reached out and cupped his balls. Julie ran her finger up the underside of his cock. He continued to slowly stroke.

It was an amazing view. The head of his cock was inches from my face. He would stroke toward Julie, then toward me. 

"Do you like this view?" he asked.

"Yes," I whispered. I slipped my finger inside my panties. At that angle he probably couldn't see my pussy.

Since he didn't seem like he was close to cumming Julie dropped her towel and opened up her blouse, exposing her boobs. Her nipples were standing tall and she had those little bumps around her nipples. She was turned on. So was I.

He continued to pump his cock. "This might take a while. I last a lot longer after I've cum once."

"I bet your lady friends love that," Julie said.

"I get no complaints," he laughed.

"You're not getting any complaints from me," I said, taking in his whole body. He was covered in a sheen of moisture. It made his chest look so inviting. I wanted to kiss it. When he turned back toward me, I reached out and grabbed his ass and pulled him closer. My head came up to his belly so I kissed his belly. His cock was touching my chest. Mmmmm...so nice.

When I let him go he turned toward Julie and she also reached out and grabbed his ass and pulled him to herself and kissed the head of his cock, then licked the pre-cum off. Then she rubbed his cock on her boobs.

All this seemed to inspire him and he began to speed up his stroking. Julie let him go and he got really serious. It was amazing the difference his close proximity made compared to the first time. You could really hear the squishing sound he made as he stroked. His breathing much clearer and heavy.

"Look at his balls. We better cover up," Julie said.

We did and I took my eyes off his cock and looked up into his face. His mouth was closed and he was breathing heavily through his nose. His eyes were also closed and I could tell he was concentrating. He was going to blow!

And blow he did! His first rope hit me square in the chest. He changed his aim toward Julie, but his aim was a little high. He hit her right in the chin.

He turned back toward me and I reached out and lowered his cock to it would not hit me in the face where it was aimed. He alternated his squirts between us until he was just oozing again. Julie leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth and sucked the rest of it out. I watched his balls contracting as he tried to pump more cum out. Julie grabbed his ass to keep him from falling. He looked spent.

Julie finally let go of him and he sat back down on the floor in front of us and tried to get his breathing back to normal. No one said a word for a while. We just watched this naked man.

Finally he said "Whew, that was a big one."

"It certainly was," both of us echoed. 

"That might have been the best orgasm I've ever had."

We both giggled. Even better than the last one? And then he giggled. "Was it good for you?" he asked.

My hand was still in my panties. I saw him look over at me and notice where my hand was. I would normally be embarrassed for him to see me playing with my pussy, but I wasn't. The sexual energy in the room was incredible. I wanted to pull off my clothes and go sit on that deflating cock and fuck his brains out. But I didn't. I was SO horny!

Julie finally broke the tension. "Well, do you think you can do that for a room full of horny women?"

He smiled and said "I would love to. But I'll need some time to recover," and he giggled.

"Well, they're not waiting outside, but I think our recommendation will be that we invite you to our Cock of the Month Club, don't you Suzy?"

I snapped out of my trance. "Oh, most definitely. I could watch you all day, every day."

He smiled. "It would be my pleasure." He rolled over on his belly and stretched out on the floor. His ass looked wonderful

"I think you need to know what to expect when you come to the Cock of the Month Club," Julie said. "There will be up to ten women there. Our ladies try not to miss a meeting," she laughed. "It's a lot like a hen party. We're there to eat and visit...and look at naked men. 

"At the beginning you will be asked to do a nice striptease for us. You did well for us. Then you will be expected to serve our drinks and food as we wish, naked of course. I'm sure you will be touched and inspected, a lot, but you may not touch us.  

"Toward the end you will be asked to masturbate for us. Like today you will be expected to cum for us. If you can cum more than once like you just did, that would be a bonus. Any questions?"

He shook his head. "If it's anything like this, I might not be able to stand it," he laughed.

We both giggled. Then I couldn't stand it. I got down on the floor with hi. I reached out and rubbed his ass. Julie followed me, with her tits hanging out and everything.

He lowered his head to the floor and let us touch him, a satisfied look on his face. I rubbed his ass and down his legs. He spread his legs for me. My hand went between his legs and tickled his balls. He smiled.

Then Julie did something I wasn't expecting. He spread his ass cheeks apart exposing his asshole. Then she put her finger in her mouth and wet it and started to rub his asshole. He moaned.

We took liberties with his body as we pleased. Then Julie slapped his ass and told him to turn over. "We want to play with your cock."

My hand was the first one on it. I was turning so bold. Actually I was tremendously turned on. I slowly stroked it.

"Is your cock sensitive?" Julie asked?

"A little."

"My clit always gets real sensitive after I cum when someone licks it. But give me a few minutes and I can go again."

I wondered how many guys Julie had been with. She didn't say 'when her husband licks it'. But I didn't ask.

"Do you like to lick pussy?" Julie asked.

"Oh my, yes! One of my favorite things to do"

"Well, you know the rules of our Cock of the Month Club. We can touch but you can't. That means your tongue also," she laughed.

I thought about her saying that most of the women in the club had fucked the first Cock of the Month candidate. I bet they fucked a lot of the other guys too. I bet Stone would get his chance to lick some pussy after the next meeting. Hmmmm...could I do that? I would really like to have that cock in my pussy.

And then I was amazed as I watched and felt his cock begin to grow again. All this sexy talk must have gotten him going again.

"You said you can cum three times," Julie said. "Do you think you can once more?"

"I don't know. That last one was awful intense. I'm pooped."

"Your cock is showing some life."

"Yes it is, but I'll probably need some more lube."

"How about we dispense with the lube. How about if I lick and suck it this time?" That was Julie, not me, even though I wanted to.

I felt his cock twitch. He liked that idea. "That might work."

Julie knelt between his legs. I reluctantly let go of his cock. "Watch, Suzy...and maybe help." I didn't need any more encouragement.

Julie took his lengthening cock in her hand and began to lick it, from his balls and the way to the tip. She spent some time on the underside, right below the head. She looked at me. "This is his g-spot." I didn't know guys had g-spots, but I could tell he liked it. I reached out and took his balls in my hand and began to roll them. He moaned.

She took his cock in her mouth and began bobbing up and down on it. I slipped my hand under his ass as I rolled his balls. Julie continued sucking and bobbing for a while. I could see his cock wet with her saliva. It looked amazing.

Then she took her mouth off his cock. "Here, your turn." I blanched for a second, then I took his cock in my mouth and sucked. My tongue was dancing all over the head. It felt magnificent. 'I'm sucking another guy's cock' I thought. 'Can you believe it?' I couldn't believe that I was nonchalantly sucking a strange man's cock. Playing with his balls. He was naked for...ME!

Julie put her head between his spread legs and began licking his balls. I could tell by the jumping of his cock in my mouth that he liked that.

"Switch," Julie ordered.

I let go of his cock and spread his legs for me. I put my hands on his ass and pulled him more forward and went for his balls with my mouth. His ass was bouncing up and down. I think he liked what we were doing.

I came up for a breath and saw that Julie had almost his whole cock in her mouth. "That's it, deep throat me," he groaned.

That was some sight!

Julie took his cock out of her mouth. "Do you want to see him squirt again, or should I take it all and swallow it?"

"I want to see him squirt." With that Julie took off her blouse. "Take yours off too." I was so horny I did it.

"The bra too. Let him cum on your tits," she ordered.

What the heck, I took off my bra. We placed the towels over our laps and Julie said, "OK, stroke for us again."

He stood and grabbed his cock and started to stroke with a vengeance. "Here I cum!"

Julie leaned forward with her mouth open. I presented my boobs to him. And then he blew. For the third time. It wasn't as much or as powerful, but it was powerful enough that I got some on my cheek. I licked it off. It tasted...different. Salty. But I liked it.

We were through. Well, he was through. We cleaned ourselves up and got dressed again. I hated to see him get dressed. Maybe he can come and live with me. He'd have to stay naked all the time and masturbate whenever I wanted him to.

We promised we would set up a Cock of the Month Club meeting soon and sent him on his way. When we closed the door we both sighed. "I think my husband is going to get laid tonight," Julie said.

"Mine too, but I know what I will be thinking about. And I'm gonna cum a lot tonight."