Karen's Family Play - 06 A JOI Game
Author's note: This is a work of total fiction, a sexual fantasy. The acts, thoughts, and relationships in this document never happened, the people are figments of the author's imagination, and the author does not suggest that anyone has, does, or ever should do any of these actions. Your constructive comments and reviews are always appreciated.
Karen's Family Play - 06 A JOI Game
Shelly and the twins returned from the kitchen, each carrying one shot glass full of Jameson's fine Irish whiskey. Their mom asked each of the girls to give a glass to each of the men: Brad, John and Karl.
Karen then began to explain what she wanted to do. "Everyone lets go into the living room, Girls and David sit on the couch, this will be a game where the men are going to follow instructions, mostly from me, but some from each of you as well. I've decided that David is just a bit too young to participate in this game, even though he does have a very cute little penis."
"This game is based on a type of porn movie that your dad and I sometimes like to watch, in which a woman gives Jerk Off Instruction to the men who are watching the video. Occasionally there is actually a man, usually just a view of his cock, in the video following the instructions, but mostly it's a video with a very simple theme. A woman looks at the camera and talks about the man masturbating. Sometimes she degrades him by saying how small and inadequate his penis is. Sometimes she says how much she loves to see men jack off. Almost always the lady starts with all her clothes on, but slowly strips to provide visual encouragement to the man as he masturbates."
"This evening we are going to follow the same theme, each of us girls is going to take turns encouraging these three men to masturbate in front of us. We are going to encourage them to pull their cocks out and show off their little pee-pees to us. We want to see how they play with themselves when they watch porn. We the women will tell them when to hold or touch their dicks. We will tell them to stroke. We will see them get hard, and frustrated when we tell them to stop playing and just look at our beautiful bodies."
Everyone then moved into the living room. Karen sat in the lazy-boy chair that usually was Brad's first choice, Shelly sat alone on the small antique love seat, while Laurie, Debbie and David took the couch
"Guys, let's start by drinking your shots of whiskey, down the hatch all at once. Set the glasses on the coffee table, you are going to need them again."
"Now let's get those cocks out. Brad you unzip Karl and pull his cock out, John you unzip your dad and show us his cock, and Karl you pull Johns out. All of you just walk around the room, come close to each of us watching and let us get a good look at each of you."
"I see John is already dripping a bit of pre-cum, that is very nice. Get your finger wet with that John and then lick your finger."
"Mom?" David asked, "can we touch when they come close to show us their penis'?"
"Yes David, you may touch, but just a very light gentle touch, don't grab one, and don't stroke it, but if you want to just have a little feel, maybe get a drop of pre-cum from each of them, that is ok.
Karen continued, "John Honey, please stand here in front of me. Look closely at my breasts, think back, way back to before you could really remember, but think how much you enjoyed sucking on them for my milk. Brad you come over here too, stand by John, You used to try to take some of John's dinner by sucking on my tits. Karl, did your mom breast feed you? Did you suck your mom's titties when you were a baby?"
Karen had taken her top off, and while she still had a skirt on, with no panties under it, she was naked from the waist up. She squeezed her tits together making her cleavage more prominent. "Each of you guys should come around the side of me and with one finger only, gently stroke a nipple for just a few seconds."
When each man had felt her nipples she told them to stand in the middle of the room, and they had 30 seconds (she was looking at the timer on her cell phone app) to stroke their cocks, as hard or as soft as they wanted to do it. Thirty seconds later she said "Stop! Hands at your sides! Walk over to Shelly and let her have a good look at your hard pricks."
"Shelly honey, why don't you unbuckle each of their pants and pull them down so they can step out of them, there's no point in them still having any clothes on."
Shelly did as her mother suggested, starting with her father. She unbuckled his belt and the button on his pants which immediately fell to his ankles. His cock was sticking out the opening in his boxers, so she grabbed the boxer shorts at his hips and pulled down. His cock slid back inside for just a moment, before springing back straight up and out in her face. Shelly leaned in closer and with her tongue just touched the very tip of Brad's cock, licking off a drop of precum. She let his boxers drop to his ankles too, and then turned to her brother John. Brad hobbled away, pants around his lower legs, and he bent to remove his shoes and pull his pants off. He also removed his shirt.
Shelly then unbuttoned the top of John's blue jeans and pulled them down, just as she had done with Brad's trousers. Again she used the very tip of her tongue to take a big drop of precum from John's very hard, very straight cock
Finally Shelly turned to Karl, who seemed to be clenching and letting go of his hands, he so wanted to touch himself - or did he want to feel Shelly's tits? As Shelly unbuttoned Karl's jeans and let them drop to the floor, she very lightly touched the side of his cock at its base and very very gently slid her finger up to his glans. Then she again grabbed his jockey shorts at his hips and pulled them down, although they did not want to slide over his large hard penis.
When the two college boys both stood with their pants and underpants at their ankles, Karen told them to finish stripping completely.
"Debbie & Laurie, why don't you take your tops off too. The men always love to see tiny titties. I don't understand why they love seeing little girl's little nipples, but it's always a turn on for them.", Karen said.
Neither of the twelve year olds was wearing a bra, despite having been told to dress modestly before dinner, they had decided that their titties were too small to need to be hidden in their AA training bras.
Now Karen again spoke to the men, "Grab your cocks guys. Start stroking your man-meat. We all want to watch you jack off. Look at which ever girl here gets you the most excited. Stroke hard now. I want to see your fingers tight around your cocks, pounding yourselves. Who is going to come first, who is the slow poke in the group? Girls, lean back on your chairs and spread your legs, give the guys a good look at your pussies."
Karen continued, "Davie, you can take your clothes off too, and play with your penis if you want. But you are not part of this contest. Just enjoy the show. Who knows maybe your dad, or brother or Karl will get off on seeing you stroke your boy cock."
Karen and Shelly both made circular motions with their fingers and thumbs, moving their hands up and down as a way to encourage the guys to stroke, and stroke.
Laurie used her left pointer finger to poke into her tight little cunny and get a big drop of her cunt fluids on her finger, then she put her finger to her mouth and licked her juices. She again put her finger into herself and again removed it, showing the slick wetness to the men, as she then offered her finger to Debbie who licked it like a lollypop.
Karen then yelled "Stop Stroking!"
All looked at her in surprise, the three masturbating men seemed stunned, they thought they would be able to keep going, to cum soon. "Masturbators, step to the table and pick up your empty shot glasses." Karen directed. "It looks like all of you may be getting close. Take a breather and give those cocks a chance to relax ever so slightly. We want this show to last a little bit longer."
"Shelly, please go to the kitchen and get the bottle of Jameson, pour each of these exhibitionist masturbators another shot."
Shelly jumped up from her chair and ran to the kitchen, her boobies bouncing as she went. She returned and poured a shot for each guy as instructed, then she set the bottle on the coffee table, and returned to her seat. She sat spreading her legs as wide as she could, then used her fingers to spread her pussy lips so that the string from her tampon was hanging from her vagina down to her ass.
Karen now gave the guys a bit more instruction: "Guys, another straight shot of whiskey, but don't put the glasses down. You must continue to masturbate with just one hand, always holding the shot glass in the other. When you think you are going to cum, I want you to put the glass over the tip of your cock, and catch all of your cum. I don't want to see a single drop of it wasted on the floor or on your tummies or anywhere else. Every drop must be collected in your glass. When you are done cumming we will see who shot the most cum by looking closely at the glasses."
Then Karen sat back in the lazy boy chair, spread her legs so wide that they were on the arm rests, she put her pointer finger on her clitoris and began to stroke herself very gently. "Masturbators may start stroking again, I want to see who can last the longest without cuming. But you may not stop stroking, keep playing with your cock. Jack off for all of us to see."
All three men resumed playing with their dicks. Brad put his hand to his mouth and spit on his palm to make the sliding easier, but the two younger guys just kept wacking off. John was standing in front of Debbie & Laurie, enjoying their small boobs, and hairless pussies. As long as he could remember he had enjoyed looking at his younger sisters naked bodies. This was the most exciting view for him. He was so excited by standing in the room masturbating for an audience, especially one composed of these two twelve year old nymphs.
Meanwhile Brad had moved to stand in front of Shelly. He watched as she kept playing with the little tampon string that was dangling from her pussy lips down to her asshole. She had one hand playing with her nipples while the other toyed with the little white string, that was showing only the very slightest trace of reddish brown, indicating that this was the day of her heaviest flow, and that it was time to give her a new tampon to replace the full one.
Karl kept moving his gaze to each of the women / girls, but he mostly focused on Karen. Karl was a "mommy's boy" in that he had always had a crush on his own mom. He liked watching "MILF" porn. While he regularly masturbated on pictures and videos of his sisters, his biggest turnon was his own mother. Karen's boobs were not as big as his mom's DDs, but her nipples were rock hard now and so pointy. Karen was acting the total slut as she spread her legs as wide as she could, and pulled her pussy lips apart. Karl just starred at her wet lips and hard nipples as he stroked himself. He wanted to be the last one to cum, to last the longest, but he doubted he could last more than another few seconds.
"Keep stroking that Karl." Karen said, as she made the circular hand motion and moved her hand up and down, imitating his stroking.
Shelly was smiling at her dad, actually it was more like a big grin as she watched him pump himself.
Davie was even toying with his little boy cock, it was hard and pointing straight up, he was playing and watching his big brother John stroking.
Karl suddenly put his shot glass over the tip of his cock, he almost couldn't get it there, but Karen noticed that he was starting to spurt gobs of white cum. Karl's cock was so hard and it wanted so much to point up, yet he was stroking and pushing it down so that he could collect all his cum. It was a very long intense orgasm, he spurt again and again. There must have been seven or eight spurts, each a little less powerful than the previous, and yet all strong. Finally he let go of his cock, one small drop of cum formed on the end and dangled off the tip. Karl just stood there panting, holding the shot glass full of cum, his cock slowly deflating from its hardness.
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