The Exhibition - Sex Stories

The Exhibition

... just erupted. The incongruity of the situation demanded it.

His question had come across as general to the group, which of course, I could not let stand. "What are you asking, Marco? Are you asking them for an opinion, or are you asking me for permission?"

I thought that by this time he would be beyond embarrassed, yet he still seemed...bashful.

"Permission. I'm asking you, Aranja, for permission to masturbate."

"Hmmm. Right here? Right now? In front of me," I paused for dramatic effect, even feigning a degree of disbelief, "and everyone else? Is that what you are asking?"

I pushed the vibrator to the highest setting. He knew that I was following through on my promise.

"Yes Aranja. That is what I'm asking. May I have permission to masturbate for you, now, so all your friends can watch?"

I was so proud of him. He finally took the step, subordinating ego to his love for me. And I did not miss how he said it. The others could watch, but the display was only for me. I turned off the vibrator and smiled. "You may."

As the buzzing in his bum subsided, Marco dropped to his knees and began to masturbate for me. There were maybe a dozen women watching, but I was his only focus.

I knew he was on the edge as soon as he started. It was less than 30 seconds when he gasped out, "Aranja...would you like me to...may I...?"

I knew what he wanted, but I was going to make him say it. Kneeling there naked and holding his erection, masturbating in front of all ...

... these women, I was going to make him ask for permission to cum. "May you what, Marco?"

"May I have permission to...finish?

That made me frown. "Finish? You mean the masturbation was not enough, now you want to actually orgasm right here in front of everyone?"

He was struggling not to climax. "Yes, that's what I mean! May I have permission to... to...?"

I was not going to make it easy for him. "You do not think that might be too embarrassing for you? Clearly, everyone is already watching you stroke your penis, but to actually climax? Just think how ashamed you would be! Are you sure that is what you want?"

Marco was desperate. "Please Aranja! May I have permission to cum for you?"

And that was what I was waiting to hear. "Absolutely!"

Marco began to jerk his penis frantically, increasing his pace in anticipation of climax, until I added, "...Not!"

Giggles, and some outright laughter ran through the room. I reveled in the sight of Marco kneeling there, naked and aroused like he had never been before, now teetering on the edge of a crushing orgasm...in front of everyone.

And the look on his face was priceless. I knew he had come to terms with the idea of masturbating in front of the group, had reconciled himself to the embarrassment of actually bringing himself to orgasm while they watched. His desperation was clear to everyone. Yet he had stopped at my command, hands at his sides, his erect penis twitching in the air.

I had one more trick up my ...