Sarah's Phallic Fascination: Part 3.
Prurient Performance Arts.
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The spell was broken, I was suddenly fully aware of the other people in the room, all of whom it appeared had been taking pictures, spread in a semi circle, all looking directly at me and Joyce. I tried turning slightly away as if it might hide my increasing hard on, I felt myself blushing a bit, there was no hiding it.
I was just about to turn around and brazen it out, as if it was the most natural thing in the world when Jake came to my rescue.
"I had another couple of scenes in mind if we have time."
"We have plenty of time, what did you have in mind?" Sarah asked.
"Well if Michael could get on his knees, looking up at Joyce as if he's asking for forgiveness, I think it would make a really emotive shot."
"Michael?, Joyce?," We both nodded. I knelt down and ground my knees into the hard floor, all the talking and pain in my knees had distracted me and caused my cock to shrink to a less obvious state.
Jake gave out various instructions which we responded to, cameras clicking all around us. Eventually he said, "That's great, now Michael I want you to sit back on your haunches, put your head down to the ground and your arms out in front of you, reaching for Joyce's ankles. Joyce you just keep your head up as if you're not interested."
We did as we were asked, Joyce being told to move her head slowly, until she was looking down at me. I couldn't see much with my head down but there seemed to be increased camera activity, everyone approving of the aesthetics of Jake's chosen poses. I imagine it made a very erotic sight, me prostrate with my naked ass sticking out and Joyce looking down at me.
When Jake had finished Sarah said, "Right everybody, we'll take a short break and let Michael and Joyce recover, there's some bottled water here for whoever wants it. After the break Melisa can direct the poses and then Joyce."
I got slowly to my feet and was stretching my legs, Sarah came over with a bottle of water and my dressing gown. I took the water but made no move to take the dressing gown.
"Do you want this?" Sarah asked, I shrugged as if I wasn't bothered. The look on her face spoke a thousand words 'Put the fucking dressing gown on'. I put it on, smirking to myself. This was interesting, Sarah was normally so blasé about nudity, but not at this moment, I wasn't sure if it was because they were her students or more likely a bit of jealousy because of the chemistry between me and Joyce.
After I was gowned Sarah asked, "How you doing?"
"It's really good, I'm really enjoying it, they're a very creative bunch."
"I could certainly see you were enjoying it, you could try to hide it a bit."
"I thought you liked showing me off, and besides, you've always told me that nudity and arousal are only natural." Sarah gave me a dirty look and sulked off. I was enjoying myself and enjoying winding Sarah up.
I watched the students as Sarah asked them to gather round, Melisa was in cohorts with the other young female, looking over at me and giggling.
"Okay Melisa, what did you have in mind?" Sarah asked.
"Well if it's okay with you and with Michael I'd like to take some close up shots, I tried zooming in on the other scenes but I don't think they'll come out as good."
"Michael would it be okay if Melisa came in close to take some pictures?"
"Absolutely."
"Good, Melisa in your own time."
Melisa moved closer, camera in hand, looking at me intently. She stopped about two feet from me, her body facing my left arm. In barely more than a whisper she said, "I want you to stand very still, looking straight ahead, your muscles and body held tense."
I did as she asked, she started shooting frame after frame, starting at my elbow and moving up slowly, across my upper arm and the large tattoo on it until she was nearly aiming the camera in my ear. She moved to the back of my neck and then slowly down my spine. I could hear Melisa's breathing, this felt very intense and very erotic, I had the sensation of Melisa licking her way across my body.
I decided to really concentrate hard on not getting aroused and erect, genuinely thinking to myself that it would detract from Melisa's art.
I was aware of Melisa squatting down behind me, taking shots of my bum before moving down my legs
"Can you move your legs apart about a foot and tense the leg muscles some more."
I did as she asked and she moved down one leg and back up the other one. I was looking at the others, they seemed transfixed by the site in front of them, no one talking or making a noise. When Melisa got back to my right buttock she began to move around to the front, spending a lot of time on my hip bone and the line in my abs that lead down to my groin.
She squatted lower moving across my front, taking numerous shots of my scrotum and my dangling cock, when she got to my left hip she moved back in the middle, I think taking shots of just my cock, trying to squat even lower. I was in a world of my own, thinking Sarah had taught her well, a girl after her own heart. I was awoken from my day dreaming by Melisa's voice.
"I can't seem to get the shot I want, Belinda could you give me a hand?"
Belinda the other young girl came over, smiling, "What do you want me to do?"
"I want to get a shot of the very end of it, of the Japs eye, but I can't get low enough."
Without hesitation Belinda grabbed my cock, lifting it up so it pointed directly at Melisa. I looked at her sternly, taken aback by her action.
"Oops sorry." She giggled in a very girly voice "I forgot to ask permission, is this okay?" she asked, squeezing a bit harder. The others, including Sarah all laughed, having initially all looked a bit shocked and worried. I smiled and laughed also. I think it was the combination of the innocent voice verses the very grown up action that made it funny. And also it felt very nice, my cock growing and hardening of its own volition. Melisa snapped away, recording the growing cock.
"Ooh it's a heavy one," Belinda giggled, bringing more laughter from the rest of us and causing Sarah to call an end to proceedings.
"We couldn't have you being wanked off in front of the class." As she later explained to me.
After I had regained a bit of composure we were all stood around chatting, this time me in the nude, the atmosphere much more relaxed than earlier, the laughing helping in that regard. I was chatting with Melisa,
"I really enjoyed posing for you, it was a great idea, where did you come up with the idea?"
"Me and Belinda thought it up between us."
"So was her grabbing my cock planned?"
She went a bit red, "Belinda said it was the biggest she'd ever seen and she wanted to feel what it felt like, so we came up with that idea. I was meant to go to your cock nearly straight away, but I got really into taking pictures of all of you. You have great legs and ass, as well as the other thing, I hope you don't mind."
I smiled "No I don't mind, I really enjoyed it, it was very erotic, thank you." Cheeky cows!
"Right Michael, if you've finished corrupting the young ladies we'll get on with Joyce's shoot," Sarah said.
"I don't think I'm corrupting them, I think I need protecting from them." I replied, which got some nods and laughs.
"What did you have in mind Joyce?" Sarah asked.
"Are you flexible Michael?" Joyce asked me.
"A bit."
"Can you touch your toes?"
"Yes"
Moving closer to me, she said,
"I'll show you what I want you to do then."
Joyce moved her legs just over shoulder width apart, with straight legs she bent at the waist, putting her hands behind her ankles, causing her skirt to ride three quarters of the way up her tone thighs and her gorgeous round bottom to stick out, only inches from my cock. She slowly stood up.
"Do you think you could do that?"
I looked at Sarah, she was trying to keep a blank expression but I could see a slight twitching at the side of her mouth, I turned to Joyce,
"Yes, I think I can do that."
I turned my back to the group, facing the blank wall. I shook out my legs, making my ass cheeks wobble like a male stripper and then slowly bent as far as I could. I held onto my ankles but wasn't flexible enough to see between my legs, just staring down at the floor.
I could immediately felt how tight my hamstrings were and was concentrating on taking slow, deep breaths to help my muscles relax. I had enjoyed all my other poses, but as well as being uncomfortable I was also thinking that this was probably not a particularly appealing site.
I was wondering whether Joyce thought me being bent over as I was made a good, provocative, even erotic picture or whether she'd chosen this just because she could.
Either way my hamstrings were starting to cramp and I decided to straighten up.
"Sorry about that, I couldn't hold it any longer."
"That's fine; I think everyone got to see what they wanted," Sarah said, with a tone to her voice.
"We still have a little time left, anyone got any other ideas they want to try out." She said
There was silence, I was wondering if the last scene had been a bit too much for people's sensibilities. Finally Joyce said, "If no one else wants to take a go, I have one more idea I'd like to try."
Sarah gave her what I thought was a bit of a withering look; Joyce seemed either not to notice or not to care.
"What did you have in mind Joyce?" She asked.
"Well if we could bring that bench over here I'd like to stand up on it and takes some pictures from above Michael."
I could see Sarah thinking, her body relaxing a bit "That sounds interesting," she said.
Two of the lads brought over a bench from against the wall. It was about two feet high and Joyce stood up on it.
"Michael, if you could come and stand here with your back to me," Joyce said, motioning to a spot in front of her.
"No I'm not high enough, could you kneel down."
I did as I was asked.
"That's much better." I was aware of Joyce above me, camera pointed down, clicking away.
"Could you put your hands out a little, making your shoulders flex; that's a great shot, thanks."
"Sarah would it be okay if Michael pulled his willy just a little bit, to make it stick out, so I can get it in the picture?" Joyce asked.
"Is that okay with you Michael?" Sarah asked.
"I've no problem with that," I answered. I paused for a while, letting the tension build up, aware of all the eyes looking at me. I took my cock in my right hand; it already felt heavy and full of blood. I kept my eyes open and slowly pulled it; it instantly began to stiffen and rise.
I let go, not wanting a full erection but aware that this one was already over seven inches and thick.
"Is that okay?" I asked, looking up at Joyce. She was staring down at me, a glazed looked in her eyes and her mouth slightly open; after a moment she said, "Perfect."
She took another few shots, "Can you flex your shoulders again, hold your belly tight and lean back a little."
I did as she asked, as I tightened my abs and leaned back I could feel the front of my thighs stretch and tighten and my cock stick out some more. It was a great feeling; a nice stretch, my muscles taut and hard and that tightness you get in your balls when blood is flowing to your cock. I felt so alive and masculine.
I could hear Joyce clicking away and was aware of the others to my left also taking photos, I automatically pulled my abs tighter, causing my cock to rise and protrude even further. This must be some sight.
"Michael could you lean back further?"
I did as Joyce asked until my bum was touching my heels and my shoulders were touching the bench Joyce was stood on. I could see the camera pointing directly down at me, obscuring Joyce's face. I could also see her boobs and the outline of her low cut bra, restrained by her blouse as she leaned forward.
"Michael, rest both hands on the front of your hips, face down, either side of your cock; good! now flex all your arm muscles; wonderful! now tilt your head back slowly, eyes straight ahead."
I got into position, concentrating on flexing hard but staying still at the same time. Wow! Joyce had her legs apart for balance and as I tilted my head back I was between her legs, looking straight up. She must know, in fact I think she wiggled further apart to give me more room and a better view. It's dark near the top but I can see Joyce's creamy thighs touching, the outline of her ass cheeks just visible as her skirt bellows out to cover her round ass.
My view of the rest of the room is obscured by Joyce's legs but to me the atmosphere feels electric. My previously hard cock is now rock hard and erect, my body angle causing it to point up at Joyce. Oh my god! Joyce leans forward to take close ups of my cock, this causes her thighs to tighten and move apart some more, her ass to stick out and her skirt to rise up, letting in more light.
I can see small white panties wedged into her crotch and between her ass cheeks, I feel my cock twitch a little and what I think is pre cum trickle out. This woman could make me explode without even touching me.
I'm expecting Sarah to stop it at any minute, but she doesn't. Joyce leans a bit closer, I can see her hamstrings, defined and tight, leading to her glorious ass. A bit of my brain tells me I need to stop this before it goes any further. I want to speak but don't know if I can, I manage to croak,
"You can squat down if you want, get a closer shot."
I heard gasps from our watchers and a little laugh from Joyce. She stepped down off the bench smiling; she leaned down to me and in a sultry voice said "Naughty!" before leaning in further and kissing me, the tip of her tongue brushing very lightly against my lips. Joyce straightened up and a spontaneous round of applause comes from our audience.
I straightened, slightly embarrassed, I didn't know whether to stand, turn and take a small bow or go and put my dressing gown on. I decided on the dressing gown.
I could hear people chatting and saying how good it was, I put on my dressing gown and turned around. Sarah is chatting to Joyce and calls me over, I'm a bit nervous about this.
"That was fabulous you two, really erotic and sexy. I'm not sure how many photos we took, everyone was too busy watching and holding their breath."
"I got some good close ups, you're a beautiful man and great model," Joyce said.
"Thank you, my view was pretty spectacular too."
The three of us laughed a little and Joyce went a little red, she leaned into us and in a low, conspiratorial voice said, "I haven't felt this turned on in ages, I'll have to take it out on my husband when I get home." We laughed again and I said,
"Lucky husband." Which got me a blush from Joyce and a dirty look from Sarah.
Sarah made a little speech thanking me and thanking the students for their hard work over the previous weeks and saying she was looking forward to the same next term. Belinda asked if I'd be coming back next term and I said I'd love too. After that people began to leave, a few coming over to say goodbye personally.
Joyce came over and gave Sarah a hug and a kiss on the cheeks,
"Thank you, you've really inspired me, I'll be in contact soon." She said to Sarah.
Turning to me she gave me a kiss on the cheek and said "See you sexy man." I blushed a bit.
Belinda came over and gave me a big hug, holding far longer than necessary, grinding herself into me until the obvious effect happened. She let go and gave me a slow kiss on the lips, I dare not move. Her work done, she let go and said "Bye!" before walking out with an exaggerated wiggle. I looked at Sarah who smiled and shook her head as if to say 'Unbelievable' I just tutted and said "Young ones, huh."
After everyone was gone I asked Sarah what she thought of it, she said she'd found some of it hard, feeling more jealous and uncomfortable than she thought she would but that she had managed to relax and really enjoyed the eroticism of it.
She asked how I found it, I said I'd enjoyed every bit of it, feeling incredibly turned on but not able to do anything about it. I also said I enjoyed winding her up and making her jealous, which got me a slap on the arm.
I asked what Joyce had meant by being in contact soon,
"I asked her if she would like to pose for me, to do some couple shoots with you and she said she'd love to." I was speechless, my cock instantly hardening under my gown.
"Would you like to fuck her?"
Without hesitation and with a smirk I answered "Absolutely, I'd like to fuck every bit of her."
Which got me another slap. I turned and walked over to the door and locked it, locking us in and others out. I took Sarah in my arms, kissing her passionately, holding her tight so she could be in no doubt as to how horny I was.
I pushed her to her knees, she opened my gown, my big, hard cock right in front of her face.
"Ooh, you are a naughty, big boy."
"Do you mind if I call you Joyce?" which got me the hardest slap, right across my cock.
Going on holiday and meeting Sarah's parents.
We were getting the 7am flight to Faro, on the south coast of Portugal; and were both weary, having been up late the night before and then up early to travel to the airport. It was only just after five but the traffic was building up already.
"How you doing?" I asked, turning to look at Sarah.
"Good, just tired."
"You looking forward to it?"
"I am. Once we get through the bloody airport and are on the plane I'll perk up a bit; it'll feel like we're on holiday."
I smiled and leaned over and kissed her, and promptly got hooted from the car behind, the traffic having moved off in front of me. We both laughed as we drove off, getting hooted had cheered us up a bit.
The evening before had been strained, partly because of the hassle of packing at the last minute but mainly because of the strange, unfamiliar mood that Sarah was in. Any comments I made or questions I asked were met with sarky, snapped replies. I could have asked her what was bothering her but I had a fairly good idea what the problem was and wanted to get my own head around it first.
At Sarah's request I had spent the previous afternoon posing nude for a group of students she taught photography to. I took a bit of convincing but once the session started I had thoroughly enjoyed it, finding it both liberating and incredibly erotic. Therein lay the problem, I think.
Over the nine months we had been together Sarah had changed me; from a staid, fairly conservative character to a much more outgoing, adventurous one; bringing out my exhibitionist side along the way. We now spent much of our time at home in the nude, Sarah photographing me regularly and even making me the star of her successful photographic exhibition; where there were two whole rooms filled with pictures of cocks; big, small, black, white, every type. She had convinced me, along with herself, to go naked in public, and we had had incredibly hot sexual encounters with her two wild sisters.
Throughout all of this we had grown closer and more in love, planning to get married the following year. Sarah's mantra was that love was a special thing between two people but that sexuality and nudity were the most natural, beautiful things in the world, to be enjoyed and embraced. It was the way she was brought up and she totally believed it. I was way behind her but catching up fast, embracing this new attitude and lifestyle, which brings us to the previous afternoon.
The students, both male and female had taken it in turns posing me and then either individually or as a group photographing me. They were very good, had great ideas and the session had become increasing sexual, no touching, just highly erotic and sexually charged. A chemistry and connection had developed between me and one or two of the students and I think this was what bothered Sarah, she was jealous. A bit of me wanted to cuddle her and to tell her not to be silly, I loved and wanted no one but her. Another bit of me wanted to repeat her mantra, it was the most natural thing, enjoy it. This bit won out and I decided to say nothing and give her time.
We were both a bit perkier on the plane, Sarah even having a glass of wine at eight o'clock in the morning as a way of marking the fact that we were on holiday and could relax. I was nervous about meeting Sarah's parents as anyone would be meeting their future parents in law for the first time, but I was also looking forward to it. The picture I had built up in my head from asking Sarah about them and from the way Sarah and her sisters spoke was one of eccentricity and love. One thing I did know for certain was that as wild as Sarah and her sisters could be, they were also very solid, grounded, decent, loving individuals and most of that must be down to their parents.
They met us in the arrivals hall, first giving Sarah lot's of hugs and kisses and then turning to me, her mum giving me a big hug and saying,
"Michael, wonderful to meet you, I've heard so much about you."
And her father shaking me firmly by the hand, "Michael old chap, wonderful to meet you at last." This was going okay so far.
I also had pictures in my head of how they would look physically, particularly her mum, from what Sarah and her sisters had said. Sarah supposedly getting her boyish figure and flat chest from her father whilst the girls got their big boobs and shapely butts from their mother. What I saw looking back at me were two healthy, tanned people, late forties/early fifties I guessed and both smiling widely, obviously happy to meet us. Her father was a couple of inches shorter than me, just under six foot or so. He was trim, wore a nice polo shirt and smart shorts. Her mother was around five five, wore a summer dress that just came to her knees and was as the girls described her, womanly. Large boobs and hips accentuating her smallish waist, showing that she, like her husband was in good shape. They looked like what I knew they were; two happy, reasonably affluent middle aged people.
I sat and mainly listened in the car, as Sarah and her parents caught up. Much of what was said was already known, it just sounds different person to person rather than over the phone. Her father had owned a small engineering firm but had sold it to two of his managers once he knew none of his children were interested in it, they retained him in an advisory role, it didn't take much time and paid for his golf memberships, he said. Her mother had never worked formally, working at bringing up the kids instead. Now they were all grown and they had money behind them they had decided to spend their time relaxing and concentrating on their 'other interests.' This mention of 'other interests' brought laughter all around, I just smiled, not really having a clue what they were on about.
We arrived at what looked like a relatively new, large villa.
"It looks lovely mummy, but I will miss the old place." Sarah said, having spent most of her childhood holidays at their previous villa.
"Wait till you see the pool and the view, you'll soon forget about it," Her mother said. "And besides all the local boys you used to flash your ass and fanny at have all moved or got married." They all laughed, I just stood there bemused, although not completely surprised.
"I'll just have to find some new ones to flash at, won't I." Sarah said, winking at me and blowing a kiss.
We went through the large living room and kitchen, out to the back "Wow!" "Wow!" We both said. There was a large patio, surrounded by well maintained gardens and a large infinity pool, affording uninterrupted views of the land below and the sea beyond.
"I was thinking that we should have a lie down, but now I've seen this I think we should just jump in instead, what do you think?"
"Definitely." I Said, "I'll just go and get my trunks on."
Sarah looked at me, raising an eyebrow as if to say 'Really?' "No trunks here lover boy." She said, her hand beginning to unbutton my trousers. I motioned over my shoulder at her parents 'what about them'
"Don't be such a prude, get them off."
We both stripped and got in the cold water, invigorating and a nice relief from the already hot sun. We swam and messed about. The only time I remembered I was naked was when Sarah put her legs around my waist, by cock going hard and trying to find a way into her, seemingly all by itself.
"Dirty man." Sarah laughed.
"Nothing to do with me, talk to the fella down there."
"Hey you two, there's drinks and snacks here whenever you're ready."
I'd nearly forgotten where we were, I looked over and there was Jane, Sarah's mother, stood at the table, naked, arranging the snacks, beyond her was Dave, Sarah's father, lying naked on a lounger, reading the paper. They both seemed to have an all over tan so maybe this was there 'other interest.' Sarah saw me staring "Do you think I have a yummy mummy?"
I thought about the politically correct 'they're both very attractive people' but settled for the honest, "Yes, very yummy."
"I think you have a thing for older women, mummy today, Joyce yesterday." Sarah said, mockingly.
"I think I have a thing for all women." I said, pulling Sarah closer to me, this time trying to enter her.
"Ouch! This is very small and tight at the moment and that is very hard and big at the moment, it won't fit." Sarah said in a school teachery voice, demonstrating with her hands by making a closed circle with her forefinger and trying to put her other thumb through it. We both got into kinks of laughter.
"Shall we get out?" Sarah asked.
Signaling to my hard on, I said, "I think I'd better swim around some more."
"They won't mind, in fact they might enjoy it." She looked at me, a wicked grin forming on her lips, almost challenging me. Finally she kissed me and said, "See you in a mo."
I watched as she got out, water glistening on her naked skin; god she was gorgeous, and doing nothing to help my engorged state.
When I was satisfied that my hard on had receded enough, I got out of the pool and walked quickly over to join Sarah and her mum at the table, slightly uncomfortable with the three pairs of eyes that followed me.
"The food looks lovely Jane, thank you." I sat down.
"It's only a few little things, I know they don't give you much on the plane anymore and we won't have lunch till about two. The Collins' are coming over for lunch and to meet you both, they're going to stay for the afternoon and then we'll go to our club together tonight."
Sarah had a cheeky smile on her face, "Where's your club tonight mum?"
"The Bradshaws I think, it is the Bradshaws isn't it darling?"
"Yes it's the Bradshaws." Dave said, sauntering over to join us, his wedding tackle dangling freely between his legs.
I'd been following the conversation and it was only as Dave walked over that whole situation struck me. I was sat naked with what I hoped would be my future in laws. I wasn't uncomfortable with it, at least not whilst I was sat down. A bit of my brain was saying this is a bit weird but another, stronger thought was telling me that these are lovely people, obviously happy in what they're doing and I should just go with the flow, relax and enjoy it.
The food was a selection of local breads, dips and olives and as we ate the conversation continued. The Collins' were old friends who had lived in Portugal for years; Sarah hadn't met them in a long time and was looking forward to doing so. I followed the conversation more than joined in and took the opportunity whenever Dave or Jane were speaking to look at them. Dave, although relatively tall had a slight frame, a bit of a bean poll when he was young I imagined. He looked like he did some weights and that combined with the natural thickness of age gave him a good, well proportioned body. Unusually I found myself thinking of his penis and the sight I'd just had of it. It was flaccid, but even at that it seemed quite small. I then remembered the picture of it in Sarah's exhibition, it seemed out of place amongst many of the other cocks on display, but it had produced Sarah and her siblings, so good luck to it.
Jane also looked like she used the gym, and I thought that if they went later in the week that I might go with them. Whenever she moved her arms you could see definition in her shoulders; and her upper arms, whilst carrying that bit of fat at the back that is the bane of many women, looked strong and had tone to them. With the height of the table I could see from her belly button up, I have no ideas about size but her boobs were large and given that she was around fifty years old and had four children, they were in very good shape. They obviously sagged a bit, but her general fitness and upright posture meant that they stuck out from her rib cage at the bottom, her large nipples pointing outwards rather than down.
I looked at Sarah, she was a different person from the one sat next to me in the car a few hours previous. The combination of the swim, meeting her parents and the hot sun on her skin meant that she was glowing and radiant. Every time she smiled, or made any expression for that matter, I felt my heart skip and melt a bit. I loved her so much that it sometimes felt painful, as if my wanting, longing, and needing could never possibly be fulfilled.
My trance was broken by Jane standing to clear the table, I looked up and saw her boobs bouncing, so decided to look down, but was then staring at her shaven pussy; it must be a family trait I thought, smiling to myself.
"I'll help you clear away." I said, beginning to stand. As I did so Jane leaned over to pick up some of the cutlery near me.
"Shit!"
She straightened up, a grin on her face; both index fingers pointing to her chest. Her right tit was covered in oily humus, her tit having plopped in it as she leaned forward. We all laughed. I was still sat in my chair and was the first to offer a serviette.
"Thank you Michael, at least there's one gentleman here."
"Don't look at me, I was too busy taking in the view." Laughed Dave, we all joined in.
Jane slowly wiped the mess off her boob, paying particular attention to her nipple, or so it seemed to me. This was all funny and lighthearted, but being the dog I am I felt an unwanted stirring in my nether regions. I must have the most readable face in the world because Sarah always seemed to know when it was happening.
"You gonna help mum clear up?"
A number of thoughts flashed through my mind. 1. I had already said I'd help clear up so couldn't back out. 2. I had a semi erection, leaving me with a sizable cock. 3. We were there for nine days so they were bound to see me aroused at some point, might as well get it over and done with. 4. I'd always known I had a larger than average penis and was secretly proud of it; but since I had met Sarah and had embraced a naturist and exhibitionist lifestyle, it had often become a focal point, bringing with it often unwanted attention and embarrassment. 5. What the fuck was I complaining about, get over yourself, as my mother used to tell me when i was complaining about nothing. 6. Wasn't it the thing that had attracted Sarah to me in the first place, her wanting to see it, feel it and photograph it?
That took a lot longer to write than to think and I stood up, my cock bouncing and swaying a bit as I did so. Dave was the first to say anything.
"You have a fine todger there old boy, must keep the girls coming back."
"It's certainly working with this one." I said, looking at Sarah and smirking, getting a dirty look in return.
"Sadie had mentioned you had a big one but that's more impressive than I was expecting." Said Jane
"It's not even finished, it can grow much more, can't it Michael." Said Sarah, gleefully getting her own back.
This sort of talk can have one of two effects, it can either make you shrink and shrivel or as was most often the case with me, it can stimulate you. I decided to take the proverbial bull by the horns and talk about it myself.
"Yes I have a big cock, it is what it is, it works the same way as any other cock, that is to say, of its own volition." They were polite enough to laugh at my shit joke. "Dave, I look at you and see a man who has kept himself in great shape, moreover you've had a successful career and helped bring up four great children, three of whom I've met."
"And had sex with." Quipped Sarah, herself and her parents thinking it very funny. I gave her my best death stare before regaining my composure and saying.
"That's only because the fourth ones a boy." I felt like putting my thumb to my nose and blowing a raspberry, this was mad stuff.
"Jane, you and Dave have welcomed me into you beautiful home and made me feel very welcome and I really appreciate that. I look at you and I see the beautiful mother of three beautiful daughters." I paused for effect. "And whilst we're talking about big cocks and alike I have to say you have a great pair of tits and now that you've stood up, I can see you have a really great ass as well." It was my turn to get a laugh and as a bonus Jane stuck her chest out and put her hands on her hips, Mae West style, very fetching.
"What I'm trying to say is that we all have things to admire and look at and I'll certainly be looking at yours, so feel free to look at mine." More smiles
"Sarah, every time I look at you my heart skips a beat; I think you are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. You have my heart and my head forever. You have taught me more about myself than I ever thought I'd know and made me laugh more than I ever thought possible. I love you."
"Bravo old chap, well said. But I still think you have a very impressive todger." Said Dave; we all burst out laughing.
"Those plates won't clear themselves." Sarah eventually said. I picked up as much as I could and followed Jane to the Kitchen, making it very obvious that I was admiring her ass as we walked, getting a playful wiggle of the hips in payment.
Jane suggested she'd show us around the rest of the villa before letting us have a little nap, seeing as we were up so early. It really was very impressive, four bedrooms and its own reasonably equipped gym, which helped to explain their fitness. As we were getting back to the main living area Jane pointed to a closed door,
"And that's the play room." It was only afterwards that I thought 'they don't have any small children'.
We were laid on the bed, both tired but a little too wired to sleep.
"Did you mean all the things you said outside?"
"What about your mum having a great pair of tits and ass, of course I did."
Sarah just looked serious.
"Of course I meant it, I adore you and want to spend my whole life with you."
"Thank you." We kissed and kissed and then kissed some more.
"Where did that big speech come out of, I've never heard you speak like that before.'
"I don't know, it must have been brewing for a while. Yes I have a big cock but it's not the fucking be all and end all of everything. I know you like it, and I love that. I know you like being naked and having me naked and showing off my cock, even when it embarrasses me. I can live with that and in fact enjoy all the messing about. And lets be honest I've had some incredible sex and erotic moments because of it and because of you. Thank you, I love the way you make me feel and the way you allow me to feel."
I'd run out of things to say and we just lay there, cuddling and holding each other tight.
"There's just one thing."
"What?" I asked.
"It's not a cock."
"What is it?"
"It's a very impressive todger."
We both cracked up laughing.
""What is it with your father, all the 'old mans' and 'old chaps' and 'todgers'
"Don't ask me I haven't got a fucking clue, it's like he's regressed two hundred years since he retired, living in a completely different era." We both laughed again before falling into sleep.