Motel Rendevous
Looking back on it, the first inkling I had that I would like Femdom action was at a 3rd floor frat party. It was my first year in college, and I’d returned from my part time job of pumping gas on the interstate. It was around 9pm on a Friday night. My girlfriend met me at the door to my room, the first room at the throat of the hallway off the stairwell. She entered the room with me and I closed and locked the door, as I had to change my clothes that smelled of gasoline.
The dorm rooms were small, two beds, two desk, two dresser affairs. She leaned on the desk opposite mine and watched as I stripped. Now I didn’t need to remove my underwear, but at the last second, I decided to do just that, on a whim. Standing stark naked with my back to her, I fished for socks and underwear. I’d have to shower later, but I wasn’t sweaty as it was early spring and the weather cool.
We hadn’t fucked yet; that would come later the next year. I never pressed her to do it, and it dawned on me why. This simple but daring act of stripping in front of my girlfriend turned me on more than getting head or a hand-job from her. Don’t get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoyed doing that, but this was a greater turn on. She never did much compliment me on my body, but later on she mentioned that I had a great ass. That and when I got contacts, she said I looked great without glasses.
It was a little thing, but it set me on the road to some very demeaning sex acts.
For several years, I’d played an interactive Face book game, gathering armies and joining alliances. One day out of the blue, one of the female players who went by the name of Gwen, started a FB chat with me. I don’t know why, she was probably just in the mood. There was a game chat, and we’d joke and help each other with the game. But this was different. I don’t remember the exact chat exchange, but I do remember telling her I was no angel.
“Oh? How so? I think I know you pretty well.”
“Well,” I typed, “for instance, I have nude pics of myself on a website.”
“Where?” was her one word response.
“You really want to see them?” I asked, getting aroused.
“Where?” she repeated herself.
“I have to warn you, they are very graphic. They show everything, and I mean everything.”
“Tell me where,” she insisted.
Well, I told her where and what avatar I was using. I gave her instructions as to signing on. Five minutes later she returned. “Very nice body you have,” she wrote. “There’s a video of you jacking off, but I couldn’t play it.” I told her she had to be a paying member to see the videos, so I let her sign on using my codes. She disappeared for a bit and returned. “Sweet.”
“You liked the pics?” I asked, my cock fully erect
“Oh yeah. I downloaded them to my computer already.”
“You did? What about your boyfriend?” I wanted to tease the info out of her.
“Don’t have one. I’ve never been with a man.”
“Really? That’s hard to believe.”
“I’m not that pretty.”
“Well, you’ve made me hard.”
She typed, “Pull your cock out.”
Now I don’t cam; don’t own a computer camera. So I could easily fake it. But I didn’t. Her looking at my pics turned me on, maybe they turned her on too. But I said, “I don’t know, someone may see me.”
“Do it. Pull your pants down,” She wrote. And so I did. “Now jack off.”
“I wrote, “I can’t type while I’m doing it, so I will hit only certain keys, like “ok” and “c” for coming. Tell me why you liked my pics.” I dropped my pants and underwear and sat back down. I started jacking off. As she described what she liked most about my naked body, I’d type “ok” and soon I typed “c” as I spurt my cum. “That was just for you.”
So this conversation led to others, and we discussed how to please a man sexually. She lived in the next state. I told her it’d be cool if we could meet and she could take some pics that I could post on the website. She readily agreed. So we set a date, and we’d meet about half way. After checking into the motel room, I set up the camera. She arrived about an hour later, only she had a girlfriend with her. I didn’t know she was going to bring someone. After introductions were made, we got down to it. I didn’t have a lot of time; I had to get back home and my summer job the next day. It was a four hour trip one way.
I laid out for them what I wanted to do as far as the pics I wanted. “So, without further ado ….” I took off my clothes. I turned around several times so they could see everything. The first pic I wanted was of me draped over Lady Gwen’s lap, and of her spanking me. Her friend took the pics. Next, I lay face down on the floor and sucked on Gwen’s toes. The next pic was of Gwen in a red high heel shoe stepping on my ass, and pressing the heel into my butt crack. Then I turned over, and she stepped on my cock.
With the pics I wanted taken, I stood up. As planned, I said, “Now, Gwen, I’m going to show you how to jack off a man properly.” I went to the desk and leaned my thighs against it. “Here, stand at my right side and play with the head of my cock.” She did so, and in a few moments, my cock grew in size to stand fully erect. “Now, the only nerve endings in the penis are under the lip of the head. So you don’t have to rub the entire shaft of the cock. Just rub the head. Like this.” I jacked off for a minute showing her how guys like to do it. “Here you do it now. And place your left hand on my butt and feel it up.” She did so. Her friend, Janet, came to stand by my left side and set the camera to video and placed it to catch all the action
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To my surprise, Janet placed her right hand on my butt and fondled my balls with her left hand. I was in heaven. Two fully clothed women jacking me off and feeling me up. A few moments later, Gwen stopped and reached for the Vaseline jar and snapped on a latex examination glove, as we had planned. She knew I liked to take it up the ass. Gwen and Janet switched sides and Gwen lubed up her right hand middle finger.
“Spread your butt cheeks.” I did as she demanded, and her finger found my anus and shoved it in. She started slowly fucking my ass. “Now, jack off, slut boy.” And I did. Soon I crowed I was coming.
I moaned, “Oh god, that feels soooo gooood. Oh, now, I’m gonna come. Watch me shoot my cum. Look at my cock spurting my cum.” I shot my load of semen onto the desk. Now, with a finger up my ass, I can’t pump as I normally would, so the semen just poured out and down my cock and over my fingers.
“Good boy,” purred Gwen, as she removed her finger from my ass. ‘Taste it.” I put my finger in my goo and stuck it in my mouth.
“Okay, now we have a surprise for you,” Gwen said. “Get on the bed, face down, a pillow under your hips.” I did as they directed. I watched Gwen slip on a strap on dildo. She got on the bed and aimed the cock at my ass. “Spread ‘em,” she ordered. I did so, reaching behind me and spreading my butt cheeks again. She forced the cock into my ass. I groaned in pain. She was relentless. I gripped the bedspread in agony, feeling like I was being split in two. She giggled at my obvious pain. Then she withdrew it and shoved it back in. “Now I’m fucking you, like you do to girls. How do you like it?”
“It hurts,” I complained.
“Spank him, Janet.” I felt the sting of her open palm spanking my bum. Gwen was really going at it now, in and out. I gave up, suffering the blows and ass fucking. “He’s given up fighting. I own his ass now.” She withdrew and Janet took over strapping the plastic weapon on. “Look at the hole I created in his ass!” They giggled. She entered me and fucked me for another few minutes as Gwen took pictures.
When they tired of their game, I got up and went to take a shower. I was sloppy with Vaseline in my ass and butt crack. They watched me shower. “Jack off for us again,” Gwen demanded. “Do it.” I soaped up my cock and began masturbating. ‘That’s it, slut boy, do yourself. Make yourself spurt more cum for our enjoyment. You like humiliating yourself in front of us, don’t you?” I nodded in the affirmative. “Play with your balls as you jack off.” I rubbed and fondled my tightening balls for them. “You trim your pubes, don’t you sissy boy?” I nodded again, feeling myself getting close. I loved the demeaning talk. I loved showing my erect manhood to them, displaying my sexual passion. I began humping my hand.
“Look at him hump himself,” Gwen giggled. I couldn’t help it. “Crow for us about how you’re gonna cum.”
I felt it rising, my cum. “I’m gonna come, please, I beg you, watch me spurt my cum. Ohh!” I watched my cock shoot quite a jet of sperm out. For the second time in an hour, I was kinda shocked to see how much semen spurt out. It must have been the ass fucking they gave me, massaging my prostate.
“Wow,” Janet snickered. “That was quite a load.” I got out of the shower and dried off. The game was over. I hugged both of them, and thanked them profusely for a wonderful afternoon. They left the motel room to head back, me standing there in the doorway naked.
Later the next week, I got a text from Gwen. She had a boyfriend she’d met on line, and she was ending our “romance.” She thanked me for the sex tips, and a great time at the motel. I believe she could really please a man now with her new found skills and knowledge of men’s sex organs.
