How many times in a row he can cum? What about four!

How Many Times Can He Cum? Let’s Find Out!

Hank cautiously stepped into the dimly lit room, his heart pounding with a mix of trepidation and anticipation. He had agreed to participate in a daring experiment: to find out how many times in a row he could reach his peak – and beyond. The room was dominated by a plush massage table draped in pristine white sheets, next to which stood a cart laden with an array of mysterious oil bottles.

“Welcome, Hank,” purred the sultry voice of Daria, the seductive scientist conducting the study. “Please, make yourself comfortable on the table.” Hank gulped, feeling his manhood already twitching at the sound of her husky tone. He laid face down on the table, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants.

Daria began her sensual prep, slowly pouring oil onto Hank’s back, her fingertips gliding over the contours of his muscles. “We’re going to start with a relaxing full-body massage to get you nice and primed,” she explained, as her oiled hands glided down, kneading the tension from his shoulders, working their way towards his lower back.

Hank couldn’t help letting out a low moan as her hands traveled dangerously close to his ass. “Now, Hank,” Daria cooed, “I’m going to start stimulating your most sensitive areas. Remember, the goal is to cum as many times as possible.” Hank nodded breathlessly as he felt her deft fingers tracing the waistband of his boxers.

Daria suddenly yanked Hank’s pants and underwear down in one swift motion, exposing his rock-hard cock. “My, oh my,” she purred, “What a magnificent specimen you have here!” With that, she wrapped her slick hand around Hank’s throbbing member and began pumping with slow, teasing strokes.

Hank gasped and squirmed under Daria’s ministrations, his hips bucking slightly in an attempt to gain more friction. “That’s it, baby,” Daria encouraged, “Let me take care of you.” Her other hand cupped and rolled his balls, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Hank’s body.

Daria increased the pace of her stroking, her deft fingers twisting around the sensitive head of Hank’s cock. She could feel Hank’s balls drawing up tight, signaling his impending orgasm. Just as he was about to cross that threshold, Daria abruptly released her grip, causing Hank to let out a frustrated groan. “Not yet, lover,” she cooed, “We’re just getting started.”

Hank was panting hard, his cock glistening with a sheen of pre-cum, as Daria reapplied the warm oil to her hands, making sure every inch of her fingers was slick. She then took Hank’s shaft in her oiled fist again, pumping with sensual twisting strokes that had Hank writhing in pleasure. She varied her technique, alternating between firm grips and playful teasing, bringing Hank right to the edge of climax over and over again before backing off at the last possible second.

By the time Daria slipped two slick fingers inside Hank’s eager hole, he was a desperate, horny mess, his cock leaking and his balls aching for release. As Daria began scissoring her fingers inside him while her other hand pumped his cock relentlessly, Hank finally lost control, erupting in a massive, full-body orgasm that left him breathless and shaking.

Without even giving him a moment to recover, Daria flipped Hank onto his back and straddled his hips, lowering her oiled body onto his spent cock. Hank groaned as she began to grind against him, her slick folds enveloping his sensitive shaft. Daria leaned down to whisper in Hank’s ear, “Ready for round two?”

Hank, still reeling from his intense climax, could only nod weakly as Daria pistoned her hips, fucking him with abandon. The sensation of her hot, wet pussy around his cock, combined with the fact that he had just cum only moments before, had Hank’s second orgasm approaching at a breakneck pace. This time, when he burst inside Daria, it was even more intense than the first, a seemingly endless stream of jizz erupting from his shaft.

As Hank gasped for air, his body wracked with the force of his second climax, Daria dismounted and crawled up his body, presenting her glistening pussy to his mouth. “Clean me up,” she commanded, “And get ready for round three.” Hank’s head spun at the thought of having to perform again so soon, but the taste of Daria’s musky essence, combined with the sight of her perfect breasts swaying above him, quickly reignited his desires.

Daria rode Hank’s face eagerly, grinding her clit against his eager tongue. The musky taste of her arousal filled Hank’s mouth as she fucked herself against his face. With a shuddering moan, Daria came hard, coating Hank’s lips and chin with her sweet release. Then, while Hank was still trying to catch his breath, she turned around and squatted over his face once more, presenting her puckered asshole this time.

“Not sure if you can handle it, but I’m dead set on getting this glorious piece of ass filled,” she said, reaching back to give her cheeks a firm slap. Hank’s eyes widened, but he couldn’t resist her tempting offer. In a flash, he dove in tongue first, laving her tight little hole with long, luxurious strokes. Daria’s moans and shudders encouraged Hank further until her musky pucker began to loosen, allowing him to slip his tongue inside.

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