Prejac Zach: Part 3

“You’re not my Mom!”  I blurt out.

“Ha ha ha ha!  Oh you innocent thing.”  Audrey laughs merrily.  “I’m not THAT type of Mommy.”  She gives me another wave of her hand.  “Run along now little man.  Make yourself useful.”

Sadie covers her mouth, not to cover her aghast shock but to conceal her giggles.  “Yes, run along now.”  She says between chuckles.

“Sadie!”

I stand a moment unsure of what to do.  Was I really going let this stranger talk to me like this in front of my girlfriend!?  Oh, who am I kidding.  Of course I was.  Deep down the only reason I was here was because of the blunt and derisive way she talked to me on that subway.  I don’t know why…but I liked it!  And if it meant it got me laid with this goddess I would accept nearly anything for just one night in heaven.  Pretending I was a bit peeved I grumble something but in the end obey.  I put my shoes in the rack then head off toward the kitchen.  The pair watch me go with little smiles playing at their lips.

“Come in my dear.”  Audrey directs Sadie to the long sofa that looked out over the twinkling lights of the city.  “Make yourself comfortable.”

They move the sofa and sit down beside each other as I look around the kitchen.  After a few drawers I find a cork screw then look about and mutter to myself.  “Wine?  Wine?  Where would…ah!”  I see tall windowed cabinet with a few bottles held within.

Back on the sofa the two women had made themselves comfortable with Sadie sitting, her hands nervously gripping her knees, as Audrey sat next to her with partially facing her with an arm laid along the back of the sofa behind her.  After some light introductory small talk Sadie looks over at me and giggles once more.

“What did you call him just then?  A…prejac?”

“A premature ejaculator with a small penis.  Yes.”  Comes the casual and totally unfiltered reply.  "Zach is a prejac."

“Pffft!”  Sadie’s sputters at the outrageousness of this strange woman.  “What did you say!?”

“Hey!”  I protest.  “That's not…”  The words catch in my throat as Audrey peers back at me over her shoulder with a scathing glare.

“Was anybody talking to you Zach?”  She asks me.  “Was I addressing you?”

“Uhhh…well, I was just…”

She lets out a sigh of frustration and pats Sadie’s shoulder.  “My apologies.  Give me a minute to take care of this.”  She then adds quite particularly.  “Just one minute.”

Getting up from the sofa Audrey spins with the grace of a dancer, her eyes locked on me.  She strides up to me and for the second time today I find myself pinned against a wall by this woman.

“Hah!”  I gasp as her left grabs my junk!

With that she begins to massage and stroke as with her right she reaches up to hit a few buttons on the microwave beside me.  “One minute…go.”

“Hff!”  I snort as her hand works my cock firmly and steadily through two layers of clothes.  “What are you…!?”

“Shhh.”  She whispers.

Rub…rub…rub…rub.  Just as her thigh had done earlier her hand stimulates my manhood with merciless persistence.  And just like earlier my dick was only too eager to respond.  She’d only just started and it was already most of the way to hard.

“Fight it Zach.”  Her blue eyes delve deep into my soul as her big soft breasts press hard into my chest to hold me in place.  “Hold out as long as you can.”

“I…mmm!”  I grunt.  Come on Zach!  Don’t let her do this again!  But it felt so good!  OH NO!  With all of my will I fight back the rapidly building pressure.  I grip the counter behind me and desperately focus on not cumming.

“Not much here.”  She grips the shaft of my cock as she rubs, rubs, rubs.  “Are you even five inches Zach?”

“Hmmm!”  I moan in ecstatic agony.

She smirks.  “I didn’t think so.”

Her eyes wide she drinks in my every flinch and grimace.  Her ravenous lust lapping up my quickening breath and little squirms and lilting moans of distress.  All the while rub, rub, rub.  “Surely you can last a minute Zach.  Surely you can last that long.”

How wrong she was.  There was something about the way she looked at me that just…oh Mommy!  “Hnnnghhh!”

Just like before my hips buck and the next thing I knew I was pumping another hot load into my shorts.

“Hahhh!”  Audrey gasps, her eyes flitting to the timer for an instant.  “Forty two seconds!  You’re not even fully hard!”

“Oh my God.”  Sadie exclaims from the sofa.  “Zach!”

“Mmmmmm!”  I mewl meekly, lost in Audrey’s eyes as her rubbing hand milks the seed from my throbbing cock.

“Yes!  That’s it.  Waste your seed.”  She breathes in a hushed tone that resembled…awe.  “I just knew you were special!”

“Ohhhhh.”

And a few seconds later…I was done.  While Audrey squeezes whatever I had left out I stand trembling and panting for a long quiet moment before the loud song of the microwave announces the one minute mark.  She steps back looking very satisfied with herself.  I stand there ashamed and unsure of what to do or what to say.  My post-nut clarity had hit me like a speeding cement truck and suddenly doubts and regrets were swirling in my mind.  Sadie and I had come here for a night of passion but barely five minutes in and I’d already shot my wad!  What now?

“You did good.”  She says so softly that only I could hear her.  Then, with a genuinely proud smile on her her ruby lips, Audrey caresses my cheek with a caring tenderness that took me aback.  It was the touch of a treasured lover not some tawdry one night stand.  She strokes my hair gently then runs her hand down my neck.  “You are a precious thing Zach.”

“Precious?”  I whisper as gooey jizz soaked into my underwear and oozed down my leg for a second time thanks to this woman.

“Mmm.”  She nods, her face beaming with a weird happiness.  “You’ll be good now?”

“Um…yes.”

“Yes you will Zach.  You will listen to Mommy.  You will listen to Sadie.  You will accept your proper place and you will thank us for the privilege.”  

“Uh…”  What could I possibly say to that!?  “…yes?”

She then says back over her shoulder.  “Look at him.  Spent.  Used up.  Docile.  So meek and small and vulnerable and completely impotent for the moment.  A man after orgasm has got to be the most pitiable creature on earth.  Wouldn’t you agree Sadie?”

“That was pretty…pitiful.”  Sadie agrees.  “Zach!  Geez!  We just got here.”

Audrey turns and walks back to the sofa.  “Leave him be Sadie.  It’s not his fault.  He is just a prejac after all.”  She peeks back at me over her shoulder, her desire for me even greater than when I had first walked in.  “A pitiful, hopeless, perfect, little prejac.”

Part 4