The Pleasure Patch Ch. 03

The Pleasure Patch Chapter 3

This story is 100% science fiction. Enjoy!

Ryan arrived home just before 1:30 AM and was horny as hell. He had some milk and cookies and then watched fifteen minutes of the Bob Ross Channel. Bob Ross was a painter who had a weekly TV show in the 80s and 90s that became popular because of his easy-going soft-spoken voice. Bob became the poster boy for the ASMR (autonomous sensory meridian response) revolution.

Ryan was now entering week three of his new non-orgasmic porn free life. He researched the No Fap website and as well as the no nut November website to get some tips on how to cope. As Friday morning dawned, this was now day twenty without an orgasm, and his trip to see the hot topless girls was on for tonight. At 8:30 PM, the four of them again gathered at the same strip club. The Pharmaceutical 4 again paid for his cover, drinks, and an appetizing dinner. The night went down very much like the previous Friday night with Ryan receiving four or five dances in the main room before retreating to a private room for a one on one with an attractive brunette named Lexus with enormous natural tits. She was more assertive than Scarlett was on the previous Friday night and not only pancaked her boobs on Ryan's chest but also placed them against both of his cheekbones. His cock was straining to escape from the confines of his pants.

"What do we have down here?" asked Lexus as she looked at his crotch and stared back into his eyes. Lexus's comment was bold; Scarlett had simply winked at Ryan last week in seeing the hard on. After about 30 minutes, Kirk tracked Scarlett down. For the remainder of the hour, Ryan enjoyed the erotic dancing from both buxom beauties, although Lexus's tatas were the top twins in the club. Lexus claimed they were 36F. This is about 3 1/2 times larger than your average slim twenty something's rack.

Ryan watched in amazement as Victoria peeled fifteen $100 bills out of her purse with $1,000 going to Lexus and $500 to Scarlett.

"How much do you make a night?" asked Ryan.

"On one Saturday night before the Super Bowl, I made 5 grand but on a slow icy night two years ago, I only pulled in $50." said Lexus.

By 11:15 PM, they were all headed back to the girls' apartment for another intense sex romp. After they all entered Victoria's lair, Blair went back to the kitchen and returned with a couple of linen scented candles. The aroma had almost filled the entire room before everyone was nude. By now, Ryan knew the drill; he fetched the comfortable dining room chair and placed it at the end of the bed. The trio were all lying in bed with Kirk in the middle. Passionate kissing was soon progressing to heavy petting; the show was on the road.

"Ryan, you'll get a better view if you move your chair over to this side of the bed; otherwise, you would just be looking at my ass." said Kirk.

Ryan moved his chair over as Kirk had suggested. Victoria leaned against the headboard of the bed while Blair got on her hands and knees in between Victoria's legs. Blair moved her hands onto Victoria's chest and suckled and kissed each one before feverishly licking and nibbling them. Blair moved downward to Victoria's nether regions while Kirk was entering Blair doggy style from the back. Kirk's cock thrust deep into Blair's pussy while Blair was trying her best to pleasure Victoria by inserting three and then four fingers in her honey pot. As Blair flicked and sucked on Victoria's swollen clit, Kirk was bucking wildly grasping at Blair's hips. They slowed the pace for a while and then sped it up. Victoria was grabbing at her pussy and shaking. The was not the earth-shattering ejaculation squirt show like a couple of weeks ago, but it was getting close.

The three of them switched positions with Blair on the receiving end of Victoria's fingering and sucking with Kirk slamming his dick into Victoria's twat. They went at it longer in this position than in the prior. Between the fucking of both, Kirk must have pumped his cockaroo upwards of 500-600 thrusts. He had to be tired; he could pump their pussies all night doggy style, but the patch was unforgiving - no orgasms for Kirk until the patch comes off.

Kirk was not yet through with Victoria. Blair had disappeared momentarily from the room while Kirk repositioned Victoria flat on the bed. He began kissing her passionately, working his way down her neck to her breasts, where he lingered her for quite a while. He moved his hands around her taut tummy before heading south licking and sucking her swollen cunt lips and clit. The stimulation was too much for Victoria as she began screaming, bucking and begging him to fuck her. When Kirk finally slid his throbbing missile into her moist honey pot missionary style, Blair and Ryan heard her release a long, low sigh as she felt his big purple cockhead stretch her open and go all the way in. Within minutes, they were going at it full tilt as his 7 1/4 inch monster drove deeper and deeper. His big balls bounced off her pussy with every thrust. Kirk was fucking so hard the bed started slightly shaking with the bed springs playing their unique kind of music. Blair had already returned to the bedroom with two dining room chairs. These chairs had no armrests like the one occupied by Ryan. She motioned for Ryan to get up from his chair.

"We're gonna sit in these chairs." Move your chair in the closet." she told Ryan.

Blair set the chairs flush against each other pointed toward the hardcore action that was unfolding on the queen-sized bed. She directed Ryan to sit in one and she sat in the other. Once seated, she threw her left leg over Ryan's right leg.

"I'm gonna play with your junk while you play with my pussy" cooed Blair.

She placed Ryan's hand on her cunt while she manipulated his flagpole so that he could sprout yet another erection. Ryan's hand couldn't resist moving to touch her breasts, but after getting several good squeezes on both of her melons, she moved his hand back to her pussy.

"Blair, get the vagina pump." Kirk screamed.

Blair ran out of the room and held what looked like an oxygen mask attached to a squeezable bulb connected by a small tube. Without Blair's attentive hands, Ryan's cock deflated somewhat, but he watched as Kirk's giant pole continued to plunge in and out of Victoria's soaking wet cunt with breakneck speed. Victoria responded by wiggling her ass against the bed milking every ounce of pleasure out of this sexual experience. Soon she began breathing heavily with her eyes rolling around. Kirk was moaning and howling like an African hyena. Kirk's familiar wailing and screaming seemed to reach its crescendo. Sensing Kirk's sexual distress, Blair quickly ripped his patch off his prostate area (resulting in a yelp from Kirk). His back stiffened, and he thrust harder until his seed splashed inside the walls of her love canal. The pumping continued until he emptied all 25 semen shots into her pussy. He collapsed on top of Victoria while he was still shaking.

Kirk then arose from the bed as Blair gave him the strange oxygen mask like device.

"What is that; you said something about a vagina pump." asked Ryan.

"Victoria, go ahead and stand up." said Kirk.

Kirk sat on the floor Indian style and connected the vagina pump to Victoria's vulva. He began squeezing the bulb.

"This is a vagina pump, and we're gonna suck the cream pie out of her pussy." said Kirk.

"And I'm gonna drink it all down." said Blair.

Kirk proceeded to explain that this was a suction device that could suck most of his semen from her vagina, and that with her (Victoria) standing (rather than lying down or sitting) gravity will also help in emptying her pussy - now filled with Kirk's cinnamon tasting man juice. The process seemed somewhat slow and cumbersome as he continued squeezing the bulb as more and more semen flowed down into the cup. After about four or five minutes, Kirk seemed to be satisfied that most of his spunk had emptied into the cup, which at first glance does look like an oxygen mask. Kirk handed the entire contraption to Blair who put the cup to her mouth and let Kirk's jism drip into her mouth. What was left at the bottom, she utilized her fingers to finish her cinnamon sperm drink.

"It's finger licking good." exclaimed Blair in her best attempt at a Southern accent from this Southern California hottie.

The room burst out in laughter.

"Wow, you guys are really into some kinky stuff." said Ryan.

"You aint seen nothing yet. This is only the third week." said Blair.

Ryan drove home after collecting another $1,000 and a new patch under his balls... with his mind still spinning. He needed to go home and turn on the Bob Ross channel again to unwind. As Ryan entered week four, the sexual urges were becoming stronger. He was awakening with boners that were hard to tame. Even more troublesome for Ryan was the new group administrator, Sara, at his workplace. She was straight out of college at twenty-two years old and was very attractive. Shoulder length blonde hair framed her cute face. Ryan estimated her boobs at perhaps 34 with a B or C cup and her red painted toenails were attached to some crazy cute feet. During her first week, she wore only pant suits; he was eager to get a glimpse of her legs, but winter was approaching - so he was not optimistic. Sara's good looks were not in the orbit of Blair or Victoria, but the eye candy to his right was both distracting and yet a nice company perk.

Unfortunately for Ryan, his genitals were more attracted to Sara than were his eyes. Ryan was battling the "battle of the bulge" every day, and he knew it was only going to get worse. As Friday rolled around, he was now orgasm free for twenty-seven days with another strip club visit and sex show on tap for the evening. His phone rang on Friday afternoon; he could see that it was Kirk.

"Hey Ryan, we have a slight change in plans for tonight. Remember me talking about Lana, our manager. She wants to observe the events of the evening tonight, and she will be hosting at her house. She's a nice lady; I know you'll love her. She's a huge asset to our organization; she graduated summa cum laude from the University of Arizona. She's originally from Phoenix but went down to Tucson for school. Wait to you see her house; it has a large master bedroom plus a big living area with the breakfast room, kitchen and den all connected in one gigantic room. And did I mention the 12-foot ceilings. You'll be wowed; I guarantee. We aren't going to the club tonight; we'll meet at her house at 7:00. I think she's gonna have the meal catered by a barbecue restaurant; bring a big appetite.

"You mean she's gonna watch everything, I mean everything." asked Ryan.

"Yea. She's a lovely lady...no worries. Let me give you her address..."

Ryan hung up the phone contemplating sharing these mind-blowing evenings with some slightly plumb 45ish woman watching his cock rise and fall and rise again. It felt like a wet blanket thrown over a flaming fire. Ryan was soon driving into this upper middle-class neighborhood with probably $750,000 homes. He was not looking forward to a middle-aged woman watching him watching them. He reminded himself that in three to four hours he would have another $1,000 in his pocket. He pulled up to the house and could see that Kirk's car was already there.

Ryan knocked on the door and was greeted by Kirk. Kirk led Ryan into the big kitchen/dining/living combo area. There was Blair and Victoria sitting quietly on the couch. In front of them stood a brunette bombshell. She was wearing a short plaid purple plunging neckline dress with purple nylons and black shoes. She sported piercing blue eyes, jet black hair slightly longer than shoulder length, a huge rack and thin but shapely legs. She didn't look a day over twenty-eight and was the most attractive brunette Ryan had ever seen.

"Hi, my name is Lana, so glad to meet you."

Kirk sat down on the couch adjacent to Blair and Victoria. The pharmaceutical trio were now all lined up like attentive little chicks waiting for the mother hen to make her next move. Lana was the mother hen. The trio were quiet as a mouse.

"I bet you were expecting me to look like something else." said Lana.

"Well, I wasn't sure about." stammered Ryan.

"I instructed Kirk to tell you that I was a nice lady and experienced pharmacist, etc. to give you the impression that I was a much older woman. It worked didn't it."

Yeah, it guess it did." replied Ryan.

"I want you to sit over there in that chair. I heard that Blair and Victoria both performed a striptease for you. Well. I want to show them how it's really done; get comfortable and enjoy the show. The door dash guy is gonna get here soon and I'm not sure he is ready for an eyeful that I have to offer. He might drop the meal all over the floor. Your tongue may be on the floor as well before I'm finished, and if you didn't have that patch on - God knows what would happen under those pants." said Lana.

Lana stood at the edge of the chair where Ryan was seated. She retrieved her smart phone from the coffee table and found her sexy strip club music. Lana began swaying with the music with her hands over her head and then twirled around and looked back over her shoulder at Ryan. She gave a seductive wink before turning back around and playing with the straps on her dress pretending that she was about to let one of the straps off her shoulder. Her next move was to move down toward Ryan and giving him a passionate kiss with extensive French kissing tongue action as well. After looking down at his expanding crotch, she grabbed it firmly with her right hand.

"How does that feel?" she asked.

"Good, really good." Ryan could hardly get the words out of this mouth.

He was ever so slightly intimidated by her assertiveness and command of the room. Lana continued her sexy dance waving her arms in an alluring fashion while intently gazing into Ryan's eyes. She never once looked at the pharma trio sitting quietly on the expensive leather couch. She reached again for the straps on her shoulders and pulled them allowing the dress to fall just above her yet unveiled breasts. She spun around several times spanking herself on the butt and instructing Ryan to do the same. He gave her three or four soft smacks on her ass. When she turned around, she let the dress drop - catching it at her waist. Her spectacular chest was showcased under a lacy purple bra.

Lana soon gracefully stepped out of the dress and threw it at Ryan.

"Smell it; smell the dress."

Ryan took a good whiff of the dress. The fragrance presented a captivating rose scent.

"That's my favorite perfume; I'm gonna give you one of those small sample vials so you can open it up at home and get crazy horny thinking about me. In fact, you can just keep the dress; it is 97% modal and perfect for masturbating. Wait, you can't do that; they explained all that to you, right.

"Yes ma'am."

Ma'am. Do I look like a ma'am to you? I'm only thirty-two."

"No ma'am."

"You know I oughta slap you silly right now!"

"I'm sorry; I don't know' I'm really sorry." stammered Ryan.

Ryan was losing his composure under the spell of this dominating sultry brunette. She even had this kind of impact on men in their forties, and Ryan was only twenty-four.

"Well, you can keep the dress anyway and just hold it in your hands, smell it, look at it and remember this night."

Lana readjusted her smart phone to return to the start of her second song on her playlist. Except for the black shoes, she was decked out in purple - a purple bra, thong and nylons. She moved closer to Ryan and ruffled her delicate hands through his hair allowing him to get an eyeful of the cleavage beneath the huge bra. She danced to the music for another minute or so and then promptly unsnapped the bra, exposed her spectacular tatas, and walked over to Kirk and curved and carefully snapped it around his neck. She walked back in front of Ryan and placed her hands on her hips pulling the thong down three inches before putting it back in place. A third song began on her playlist, and she became more handsy with Ryan by touching his shoulders, face and chest. She reached for her purse and reapplied her red lipstick.

"Take off your shirt." she commanded.

Ryan quickly followed the orders of this voluptuous drill sergeant.

"Lay back in the chair." she again commanded.

After Ryan lay back, she peppered his chest with sensual kisses before massaging and licking his nipples. She lay down on him - nude boobs on his bare chest - before planting wet kisses on his mouth leading again to her aggressive tongue action. Her now fresh lipstick was clearly visible in various locations all over his chest. His right nipple showed a reddish hue.

"Take off all your clothes except your underwear." she demanded.

Ryan quickly took off his pants, belt shoes and socks. She stared down at his crotch and provocatively licked her lips. She stepped back now clad only in the thin purple thong and the purple nylons. Lana slowly dropped her thong to her knees and on to her ankles. The door dash guy had not yet arrived, so his eyes had been spared from viewing this spectacular beauty in her birthday suit (well she still had on her shoes, nylons and a thong hanging around her ankles). Lana then turned around and gently spread her ass cheeks just enough for the entire room to see a gold anal butt plug stuck up her ass.

"Oh, my word!." shrieked Victoria as she threw her hands up to cover her mouth.

Ryan, Kirk and Blair also appeared to be equally stunned.

The doorbell rang, which was obviously the door dash guy. Lana pulled her thong up and grabbed her bra from Kirk. Ryan handed Lana her dress.

"Oh, I don't need that." They've seen girls in bikinis before at summer parties."

"But probably not a bra, panties, sexy nylons and high heel shoes." said Blair.

"First one that spots a hard on under his pants just say to him your "barbecue is delicious"; then, we'll know to look down." said Lana.

Meanwhile, Ryan was quickly putting his T-shirt, shirt and pants back on. He was tying his shoes when the door dash guy came through the foyer. As the door dash guy entered the kitchen, Lana pretended that she could not find her purse and scurried around the kitchen, dining room and living room. The young guy did his best to not stare at a half-naked Lana, but he soon seemed to be perfectly content looking and smiling at Blair and Victoria. Lana kind of gave him an excuse to look at them rather than her. No hard on was observed by the team, and he left with a smile, a big tip and a great story for his friends.

All five of them soon sat down around the large dining room table. Lana cranked up the heat in the house so that she could comfortably sit half-nude at the table and not get chilled. It was an unseasonably cold thirty-five degrees outside this evening in late November. Given the events of the evening, it was not unexpected that Lana would have assigned seats for everyone with all the girls on one side and Ryan and Kirk on the other. Lana would sit directly across from Kirk with the twenty something pharmaceutical girls on her sides. In this arrangement, Ryan would have a half-naked Lana directly in front of him and Blair and Victoria clearly in his view. They talked for over an hour, all knowing how this evening would soon unfold.

"OK, I have toothbrushes and little mouthwash bottles and little tubes of toothpaste for everyone if you wish to freshen up. The master bathroom is over on this wing and the 2 others are on the other wing. I also have soap and towels if anyone wishes to shower." said Lana.

The voluptuous sexy vixen had come prepared. After another fifteen minutes or so, the group gathered in Lana's large master bedroom. Victoria's bedroom in the apartment was about 12 x 11, but Ryan estimated this bedroom at 18 x 13 with a large bay window overlooking a well-manicured backyard. There was more than enough room for everybody to play.