The Game Pt. 03

It was time. It had been a few weeks since I have showed off at the dry cleaners and even longer since Caroline had twisted my balls. I wasn't sure what I wanted more—the delicious pain she had given me, or for her to clean off the hair growing in—it was so itchy and painful I could hardly take it. I called her, and surprisingly she recognized my voice immediately. I told her I wanted to be waxed again, and this time no shaving—I could take the pain. I heard her laugh a little as she said, "I'm sure you can." I was not as nervous this time, but still felt butterflies as I pulled up into the parking lot, not knowing how far things would go this time. Pushing them down, I went up and rang the bell, only to be surprised as Caroline greeted me. She was dressed much like she was the last time—no kaftan this time, just yoga pants and a cropped top, but this time her hair was cropped close—not quite shaved completely, but very short. She definitely had lost that MILF next

Some people want presents for Christmas, some want money. I wanted to fulfill a sexual fantasy. Years ago, when I first met my girlfriend, I disclosed a secret sexual desire. I told her of my desire to jerk my cock in front of many, many women. She tried to think of many potential avenues to help me out in my fantasy, but failed to find anything that could work. When she asked me what I wanted for Christmas this year, I mentioned resurrecting the search to quench my sexual thirst but laughed it off knowing there was no way it would happen. I did not know what she had been up to when she was away from the house. On Christmas morning, we had the usual holiday pleasantries and feasts with family. As the day came to a close, she pulled me into the bathroom and gave me a small box wrapped in a ribbon. I opened it and found a black blindfold, instantly swelling my cock. She gave my cock a quick squeeze and left me in the bathroom alone to gather myself before heading out. In the car on our

Contains many different fetishes including gay, cuckold, exhibitionism, and more. No characters described are minors / under the age of 18, and the events described are fictional despite any events they may be based on. I pondered for just a moment as to what Jay had just said, then jumped out of bed, dropped my boxers, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed to the showers. As I walked down the hall, the cool air hit my semi hard cock and balls sending shivers up my back. By the time I got to the restrooms, my cock was pushing the front of my towel out in obvious excitement and as I opened the door, another guy walked out at the same time, lightly brushing against the front of my towel and cock. Slightly embarrassed, but yet on a mission, I said excuse me and walked by. Once inside, I could hear the sound of water running in one of the end showers. I hang my towel on a towel hook on the wall and quietly walked over to the sound of cascading water. My heart is beating a thousand be