Sexual Gift of a Lifetime - Part One (BDSM, fetish, straight)

Rod Weilder's sex story
Rachel new I had sexual fantasies involving small to quite large groups of girls, but she didn't mind that at all. She herself had fantasies involving large groups of girls. The longer we dated, the more active she became at getting groups of girls to act out my fantasies with me. Then came the day she arranged a little sexual experience for me that I will never forget as long as I live.



Rachel and I hit it off big since the day we met. We both enjoyed a lot of the same things, and we both just loved to have sex. We opened up to each other about our sexual fantasies soon after we started dating, but I was afraid to open up about what I really liked the most. A lot of women found it just a little bit too freaky.

You see, I'm the kind of guy who seriously worships the ground that women walk on, and a big part of the reason I do is because of what cute girls can do to me and get totally away with. Straight up, what gets me off more than anything in the world is for a cute girl to just simply be a loving girl and playfully cause me to have a little harmless 'pain' to my balls. I say 'pain' in quotation marks because that word scares the hell out of a lot of people, and it's really much more like 'erotic discomfort' to me anyway. I'm talking just a little firm squeezing and twisting, a little playful but firm slapping and punching, and even a little firm kneeing and kicking. To sum it up in a single sentence, it makes me feel so deliciously vulnerable to what I choose to believe, at least in my own little fantasy world, to be a higher power than myself. It is by far the most intoxicating feeling in the world.

As for the stories about guys being permanently damaged from that, I suppose anything could happen if girls are rough enough and careless enough, but I had my balls kicked and kneed pretty hard and even stomped on for 10 years by Rachel and a great big bunch of other girls, much of the time with Rachel right there watching and laughing and cheering the girls on, and I still wound up having a baby with Rachel. So there is really nothing for anyone to be uptight about. I just want all of you to relax and enjoy my little story about how really kind and wonderful and loving and thoughtful that a lot of you precious girls really are.

The really funny thing about Rachel finding out about my big, naughty secret, she had wound up popping me in the balls with her fist before she found out how much I got off on it. It was on our third date, and we were 69ing on her couch. I asked her if she would like to find out how I got the nickname 'Mr. Vibrator Mouth' in high school. I simply placed my loving lips on her clit with an airtight seal, and I screamed right directly into her with all my might. The person right in the next room will never hear you if you do it right. Well, the vibrations from it just ripped all through her sweet clit and vagina good, and I had both of her legs locked down with my arms as I did this to her repeatedly. She shrieked and thrashed and laughed hard and wiggled and told me to stop or she'd bust my balls hard. God knows she was in the perfect position to do it to me.

Well, I wanted it badly, I mean, with her sitting right on my face and me being pinned underneath her like that, I wanted to feel her delicious, unquestionable authority burning through my balls. So I kept doing it, and guess who got socked square in the balls by a small girl and there was nothing he could do about it? Poor little me! I bellowed deep and hard from it, with plenty of exaggerated force, and kept my focus right straight on that sweet little 'target ' of hers. She just threw her head back and started laughing hysterically, which made that sweet feeling she gave to me between the legs just a hundred times more intoxicating. She laughingly started apologizing about hitting me down there quite so hard, but I assured her that I'm the one who asked for it. That's when I spilled my guts to her about what I got off on and why.

Rachel was still a little hesitant about it at first. She was afraid of hurting me, but she was just being the wonderful, incredible, loving and caring woman that she is. It didn't take her long at all to start really enjoying herself with it and with me, once she saw with her own pretty eyes what it did to me and how I reacted. When she would pop me a good one and I'd double over and stagger around like a dork and gasp out things like, 'Sweet precious wonderful ANGEL!' well, she just really liked that a lot! What girl wouldn't enjoy that?

More and more she would reach down between my legs and make me feel her delicious authority right where I could get her beautiful message SO clearly and right where it would do me the most good. Even if she just gave me a few firm squeezes while we were making love in the shower, especially right when I was ejaculating deep inside of her, she was giving it to me between the legs like that more and more, sometimes really giving it to me good. I was also telling her more and more about my fantasies during this time. Rachel had been having thoughts about having me pay a little visit to her office where she worked with three other quite attractive women. She pictured me going around the office in some skimpy bikini underwear, just doing little odds and ends for all the girls. Typing certain forms, filing things, getting things out of the supply room here and there, cleaning the break room and the bathroom, etc.

I had met the girls and had hung out with them and Rachel several times. There was Linda, the girl in charge of the office, and then Tammy and Karen. All of them quite attractive like Rachel, and all of them right around their mid 20's like Rachel. I was 35 at the time, which made things kind of ideal, considering the whole idea of me being an obedient little butt-licking office boy for them. It wasn't just me serving all four girls in nothing but my skimpy underwear, it was me expressing the kind of verbal respect and admiration that they so very much deserved to hear from an office boy. Things like, 'Yes ma'am, Tammy, I'd love to do that for you,' or 'Why certainly , Linda, it would be my pleasure to be of service to you.' Things like that just all day long.

Well, when I told Rachel about my hot little card game for girls only to enjoy, that was it. She HAD to get me to take time off from my job to come and serve and entertain Rachel and her girls. The game is simple, girls take turns drawing a single card from a regular deck of playing cards. A black suit means the girl jacks me off for exactly 30 seconds. If she draws a red suit, she gets to march right up and smack me a good one right where it counts just however she wants to do it. She can give me a nice solid thump with her knee, she can give me a sweetly smacking kick to get her yummy point across, she can punch a sweet dose of her authority into my nuts good, or maybe she'd like to pull my balls up way high and tight and then with the other hand, she gives my balls a hard triple-slap to teach me a little something about female authority. Whichever way a girl teaches me about girlpower, I'm going to learn, believe me! Anyway, like I said, that was all Rachel had to know. As far as her getting me into her office for a day of office boy fun for her and the girls, it was on like Donkey Kong!

Fortunately, getting time off from my job was no problem at all, seeing as how I set my own hours any way. My heart was pounding like crazy and my dick was as hard as a rock when I reported to Linda for duty. I wore the kind of jeans that hid my boner pretty well, but I knew that was going to change soon. I knew I would be in underwear so skimpy, they couldn't keep my entire cock covered if it was erect, and when I saw the way that Linda and the other girls were dressed, I knew I was going to have a burning, raging erection all day! All four girls wore shorts that were very short and very tight. Tight enough so that each one of them had a serious case of camel toe.

I guess I fit right in with the camel toe crew with the way Rachel had me wearing my underwear that she bought for me. I was rock-hard as Linda and Rachel were fitting me to their liking in the bathroom. I could either have half my cock sticking out of the top or they could be pulled way up so that my balls were hanging out of the sides. Rachel and Linda chose the latter. 'That'll be a nice target for the girls!' Linda said, patting my balls and smiling at me as she walked out, her sweet butt jiggling in her hot shorts. I thought I was going to faint or cum all over myself before the morning was over! The girls couldn't resist giving my exposed balls the punches and slaps and kicks that they deserved for me going around with them exposed right in front of such pretty girls.

About 20 minutes before lunch break, Rachel pulled me into the bathroom and jacked me off hard. She knew that if she didn't, I'd be squirting all over the first girl who touched me. As for whoever really did make me squirt and what that particular girl would get to do with me, that was all I could think about as the lunch break rolled around and I reported to the lunch room. Would I get to make the winner have an orgasm with my hand or my mouth, or would Rachel actually allow me to have intercourse with one of the girls? Maybe I would get to spend an evening in the winner's home when she was entertaining a group of wonderful women, and I would get to be a general service boy to everyone. Someone to serve snacks and drinks in my little service boy outfit, then maybe be a footstool boy or a leg-rest boy for one or two ladies while I also got the privilege of being a foot massage boy to another wonderful lady. Or maybe Rachel would be the one to make me squirt, and I wouldn't have to wonder about anything! Whatever was going to happen, I was going to find out soon enough!
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