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Do you remember me? Toby. I am the one that had the motorbike accident in my early forties. I wrote ‘Carers, Bedwashes And Erections’. I am virtually paralysed now, but still love getting erections in front of women of all ages, with my four-and-a-half inch penis, (when soft) seven-and-a-half inch cock, (when hard). It’s quite fat, with a fairly large mushroom head, and If you remember, I was quite, sexually, adventurous and, although I am severely disabled and in my early fifties now, in a way, I still am. I love looking at porn, take various supplements that enhance my erections, precum and semen production and when my girlfriend (Nat) comes over from France, three or four times a year, we are very sexually active. This story will be quite a bit shorter than the other one. I wasn’t going to write anymore, but the other week was just… well, beyond words! The first incident was (nice) but quite embarrassing, really, and because it was embarrassing, I wasn’t going to write about it. The second incident was quite erotic to say the least. ……………………………..It was the first morning of Kathy’s weekly shift and she had been off for two weeks, and as you know, I find her quite a turn on and fantasise about her, masturbate and ejaculate. (She is thirty-two, slim and quite pretty.) I love getting an erection in front of her. I had taken two L-arginine capsules about half-an-hour before she was due in. (I have found that they work better, if taken about half-an-hour or so before and they seem to be more effective when my penis is semi-erect.) I had pushed the duvet back about ten minutes before she was due in, and I started masturbating as soon as I heard her put the key in the door, and I was very hard in seconds.I could hear her pottering around the kitchen. As she entered my bedroom, I quickly pulled the duvet back up to cover my hard cock. “Hi Toby. Did you have a good two weeks?” “Not bad, Kathy. You?” I was still squeezing my cock under the duvet. “Yeah, okay.” As she went into the bathroom, I was able to masturbate, under the duvet, and as she shaved me, I continued to squeeze my cock. She finished shaving me and went to get some clean water for the bed bath. “Can you give me a minute?” “Sure.” As she left the bedroom, I pushed the duvet down off my cock. I masturbated as I heard her in the kitchen and nearly ejaculated, but I stopped masturbating. The cum feeling went, so I started masturbating again. The urge to ejaculate Escort elvankent was immense, as I hadn’t ejaculated for a good two weeks, but I stopped masturbating again and the cum feeling went. After a few minutes, my penis had started to lay down. I called out, “Ok.” Kathy came back in and took the duvet off. My penis was laying across my pelvis area, over my left upper thigh. It was still quite engorged. As she started to wash me, my penis started getting bigger. As she washed my penis and balls, my penis really swelled and began lifting. (The L-arginine really makes my penis achieve a good erection.) By the time she started drying me, my cock was rock hard and pointing up towards my face. (Kathy has been with me for about eight years now, and she has seen me with an erection since day one, so she’s used to seeing me with an erection.) As Kathy patted my cock dry, the tiniest bit of precum oozed out. (I don’t mind Kathy seeing me precum, but I normally precum in front of her when I am a bit softer.) I could feel that I needed to, and wanted to, ejaculate, so I went to ask her to leave me for a few minutes. “Erm, I think you should give me a… OH NO!”My legs went straight and stiff, and my cock lifted a bit, and cum started tricking out and dripping down to my lower belly. Kathy could only watch, as my cock continued to ooze cum, dipped down to my belly momentarily, before abruptly jerking up and releasing a little squirt of cum, and then it immediately, did the same thing again, both squirts landing on my upper belly. It, immediately, did it again, but it was just a tiny squirt landing on my lower belly. I continued to ooze a little bit more cum. “Oh god, I am so, so sorry.” “Mmm.” I didn’t know where to look. I was still quite hard as Kathy wiped, up the cum with the flannel. “I really don’t know what to say. I am so sorry.” “It’s okay, Toby, don’t worry about it.” Kathy then went to get my clothes from the other room, and even though I was embarrassed about ejaculating in front of her, as soon as she turned to walk out of the room, I started masturbating to a full erection. I stopped when I heard her coming back.”Sorry, Kathy.” “It’s okay.” She went round to the other side of the bed to start dressing me. My cock was still quite hard and as she turned her head, to put my socks on, I masturbated, (I masturbate a lot when her head is turned.) I had, more or less, a full erection as she attached emek escort my leg bag. As she continued to dress me, my penis started calming down and was almost completely flaccid when she was ready to get me up. It did leak a tiny bit of cum as it went flaccid, but I was able to wipe that bit up with my fingers as Kathy’s head was turned. I did feel a bit awkward for the rest of the day, as I did feel a little bit embarrassed about what had happened. Nice feeling though! I texted Nat and told her what had happened and how I felt. She texted back:’Don’t worry about it. I thut u wanted her to see u cum?’ ‘Yes I wanted her to, but wanting her to n her actually seeing me cum r 2 different things.’ ‘Ok. Well she has seen u cum now, so it’s a fantasy fulfilled. Was she ok about it?’ ‘Sort of I guess. She didn’t really have a choice.’ ‘I like watching u cum.’ ‘I know u do.’ ‘I think she is very lucky, I haven’t seen u cum in over a year. (Or tasted it!) Don’t worry about it, anyway she probably liked seeing u cum!’ ‘Ok.’ Then later that week, (Friday) I got a text from Zoe to say that she would be about half-an-hour late, as she was going for a pizza with a friend, and was it okay for that friend to come in and wait, as they were going back to hers. I text ‘Ok’. Zoe normally turns up about 9pm. 9.35 pm, she arrived with her friend. (Mandy) “Hi Toby. Thanks for that. This is Mandy.” I guess they were a similar age. (Mid-forties.) Both are attractive. But Mandy was quite a bit slimmer and taller than Zoe, with highlighted, wavy light blonde(-ish) shoulder-length hair. (Don’t get me wrong, Zoe isn’t big, just bordering on ‘chunky’.) Zoe’s hair is a little darker, shorter and mostly grey with coppery low/highlights. They both wore high-heeled-booties, short(-ish) tight skirts and blouses, which revealed their cleavage. “Do I need to wear a mask?” “No. You’re fine around Toby Man. We grew up together, had kids about the same time and were separated and divorced about the same time. We have gone through a lot together over the years haven’t we, Man?” “Yes. We were neighbours growing up and we went to the same school.”Zoe interjected, “But we weren’t in the same year. Mandy is two years younger than me. We both got married and ended up not living far from each other and our kids played together. Her daughter and my son had a thing for each other. Do you think they will get back together, Man?” “Well, they will go to eryaman escort bayan the same university in September, so who knows.” “So when did you get divorced, Mandy?” “It must be a good three-and-a-half years ago.” “So are you single?” “Yep, sure am.” “No boyfriend?” “No. I’ve dated a few men, but most of them turn out to be losers, or are going bald and have a paunch. You have nice thick hair and you’re quite slim.” “Thanks. I try to look after myself.””What about you?” Zoe butted in.”Toby has a very attractive french girlfriend who is much younger. Don’t you, Toby?” “Yeah, she’s just turned forty-one.” Mandy smiled. “You cradle snatcher. You are fifty-three aren’t you?” “Just.” “How long have you been together then?” “About twelve years.” “Where does she live then?” “About fifty miles south of Paris. I see her three or four times a year.” “Why doesn’t she live here?” “She has a son from a previous relationship. He has all his friends and Nat has all her family and friends.” “And you’re okay with that?” “Yeah, I’m cool.” “So how does she feel about all these women around you?” Mandy raised her eyebrows. “She’s cool. We have a very good and understanding relationship.” “Okay. Erm, Toby, Zoe said that you are quite broad-minded?” Mandy sat on the sofa, and her skirt rode up a bit to about mid-thigh, as she sat down. (‘Nice thighs,’ I thought.)”Yes, I am. Why?” “What do you think of cannabis?””I can’t smoke it myself, but I don’t mind it and love the smell.” She rummaged around in her shoulder bag and produced a joint. “Do you mind if I light this?” Mandy held up the joint. “Man! Where on earth did you get that!?” Zoe joined Mandy on the sofa, and I manoeuvred my wheelchair round to face them. “My daughter. If Toby hasn’t got any objections?””No, no. Go ahead. Zoe can you get something you can use as an ashtray.” “Sorry, Toby. Mandy can be quite a bad influence sometimes.” “It’s okay. I really don’t mind.” Mandy had already lit up when Zoe returned with a small glass, that she put on the floor between them, as she sat back down. “I have never seen your legs before. They’re nice.””Thanks, Toby.” Zoe smoothed down her skirt. Mandy offered the joint to me. “I can hold it for you.” “Thanks. But it’s not that. I can’t really control my breathing.” “What about if I, gently, blew smoke in your face?” “You can try.” Mandy sucked on the joint once more, passed the joint to Zoe before standing up, putting her hands on my knees, leaning over my legs and gently blowing smoke in my face. I coughed. “Do you want Mandy to stop?”I shook my head as Mandy, slowly and gently, blew smoke in my face. I had a fantastic view of her cleavage and bra-clad boobs. I could feel myself getting harder. She stepped back. “How was that?” I coughed again.
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