Toy Arsenal
One of my bosses at work asked if I'd be able to house-sit for a couple weeks while he and his new wife traveled abroad. I'd only been in town less than three months. I didn’t have much furniture in my apartment yet, so house sitting sounded good.
They had a nice place. The first night I discovered the sex toy arsenals in both night tables. The magic wands were too noisy, even though there was a 'Dial-Your-Pleasure' box with a dimmer knob to fine-tune the vibrations. I assumed the new wife must have brought an ensemble of devices to the household when she moved in, but was a bit surprised they left four vibrators in drawers next to the bed for me to find.
I went for the quieter electric massager with several attachments, and selected a cone-shaped one that fit like a dunce cap on the head of my standing penis. It was a very different sensation for me than the customary stimulation of the underside of the shaft. The nerve endings in the head were more complex and tingly, and the head got really big when I started and stopped several times . But there was an inevitable point of no return, and I could barely stand the exquisite climax with wet slurpy sounds of the cum in the vibrating cone. Only a machine like this could get me off using it on the head only. The intensity of orgasms from this was totally new. Fifteen minutes following the first load I switched it on and repeated the process. The massager got pretty warm and I let it cool down before going for the three-peat.
After the third orgasm I tried to get some sleep. But I was too wired up and three more times that night I jerked awake and felt around for the machine to masturbate the head again. Six times cumming, in less than 8 hours. The last cum was only one small drop, even though the poor fellow pumped and pumped. I was a zombie at work the next day.
They had a nice place. The first night I discovered the sex toy arsenals in both night tables. The magic wands were too noisy, even though there was a 'Dial-Your-Pleasure' box with a dimmer knob to fine-tune the vibrations. I assumed the new wife must have brought an ensemble of devices to the household when she moved in, but was a bit surprised they left four vibrators in drawers next to the bed for me to find.
I went for the quieter electric massager with several attachments, and selected a cone-shaped one that fit like a dunce cap on the head of my standing penis. It was a very different sensation for me than the customary stimulation of the underside of the shaft. The nerve endings in the head were more complex and tingly, and the head got really big when I started and stopped several times . But there was an inevitable point of no return, and I could barely stand the exquisite climax with wet slurpy sounds of the cum in the vibrating cone. Only a machine like this could get me off using it on the head only. The intensity of orgasms from this was totally new. Fifteen minutes following the first load I switched it on and repeated the process. The massager got pretty warm and I let it cool down before going for the three-peat.
After the third orgasm I tried to get some sleep. But I was too wired up and three more times that night I jerked awake and felt around for the machine to masturbate the head again. Six times cumming, in less than 8 hours. The last cum was only one small drop, even though the poor fellow pumped and pumped. I was a zombie at work the next day.
3 months ago