Date: Wed, 07 Jun 2006 20:36:21 +0000 From: Nake Body Subject: Sperm Farm Chapter 8 Comments about this story are welcomed by the author, who will endeavour to reply to all emails on the subject. Sperm Farm Chapter 8: The Client Donation There is something very unnerving about walking naked into a room occupied by complete strangers, and despite having had intimate parts of his anatomy both exposed and erotically manipulated to orgasm by people he had never set eyes on before, there was something different about it when carried out under quasi-medical conditions. "Remember, we must initiate the action," whispered Jean as she opened the door. "Act hot and go for it!" The room contained two king sized beds, the mattresses lined with crisp white shets, but no further covers. On the end of the bed to the left sat a not unattractive man in his forties, and on the right, a curvacious woman of a similar age. Apart from bare feet, both were fully dressed. They rose to greet their Donor and his Ejaculator. "Hello, I'm Brian, and this is my wife, Amber," said the man, grabbing Daniel by the hand. "My, you've a lovely body, let's have a good look at you!" "Not so fast!" replied Daniel, putting his arms round Brian, and cupping his buttocks. "Wow! What an arse!" he exclaimed, very much aware that his own backside, which like the rest of his body, was bare, was also being fondled. He withdrew his hands, pulled away from Brian, and sexily gyrated, showing off his body. "Now let's have a look at you!" he said, walking behind Brian, slipping his arms round his waist, and unbuckling his belt. Daniel unzipped him, and his trousers slipped to the floor. With Daniel's arms still clasped around his waist, Brian stepped out of them. Next Daniel eased Brian's briefs down, and helping, Brian wiggled out of them too, while Daniel's hands were moving up the front of his shirt, undoing it button by button.. When it was fully undone, he moved his hands back down and, still behind Brain, felt for his prick. It was absolutely rigid. Brian, meanwhile, was struggling to discard his shirt with Daniel pressing close up behind him, his swollen but limp prick nestling in Brian's bum cleavage. Daniel took a moment to look over his shoulder, and saw Amber was lying on one of the beds, knickers off, and skirt up around her waist. Jean straddling her and facing her feet, was having her clitoris tongued whilst caressing ambers cunt lips. As Daniel watched, Jean got up, knelt between her legs, and started to remove the rest of her clothes. Before long Brian had Daniel on the bed in a similar position, and was gently stroking his scrotum and perineum, all the time watching his prick growing bigger and bigger. When it was rigid, Brian started running the tip of his tongue from perineum, via scrotum, right up his penis to the frenum. Before long Daniel could stand it no longer, and panicked, thinking for a moment he could not stop himself from cumming. With great effort he held back, pushed Brian away, and called Jean. Jean left Amber panting, and shouted "Keep your legs open!" She grabbed a syringe and a sterile wipe from a side table, and, taking Brian's position between Daniel's legs, quickly wiped his genitals and inserted the head of his prick into the syringe. "Just let it come, lover!" she soothed, holding the syringe with one hand, and stroking Daniel's balls and shaft with the other. She didn't have to wait long as Daniel spasmed, and his ejaculate spurted into the syringe. "Finished?" she asked. "Aah! Yes!" groaned Daniel. `Jean got up, and resumed her position between Amber's legs, gently parting the lips of her vagina a finger and thumb of one hand, while inserting the syringe with the other. When the syringe was fully home, she left it there for a minute or two, while she stimulated Amber's clitoris a bit more. When Amber started panting again, Jean vigorously pumped the syringe rhythmically, until all of Daniel's sperm had been expelled. Meanwhile Brian had got some tissues, and was gently wiping the excess from Daniel's prick. Daniel was impressed by this considerate action. "Thank you!" he said. "Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked. "Make this go limp again!" replied Brian, pointing to his still raging hard on. Daniel pulled him down onto the bed, and got to work on him. "Aah! Wonderful!" groaned Brian, as Daniel made him cum. "I think you've done the trick!" he added, watching his erection slowly subside. Before long Jean and Daniel found themselves soaping each other in the shower again. "What a way to earn a living!" laughed Jean. "You enjoy muff diving, then?" "I don't find it unpleasant!" she smiled. "Plus I get paid the same fee as you on top of my wages, into the bargain!" With Jeans hands soaping him again, whilst at the same time he soaped her, to his surprise he developed another erection. "I don't believe it!" he exclaimed. Jean took hold of his member, and squeezed it. "It's a hard on all right. Now what are you going to do about that? It's against the rules for you to masturbate, particularly as a member of staff is right here watching and able to put you on a punishment duty." "Well I'd better not then," agreed Daniel, pinning Jean against the shower wall and pushing his prick hard into her cunt. "That's against the rules, too!" she protested, pulling him tight to her by his buttocks. "But keep going! Harder! Faster!" By the time they had finished in the shower, dressed (if in Daniel's case pulling on a wispy silk slip could be called dressing) they were feeling quite pleased with themselves as they walked back down the corridor. "I'll try and programme you for a donation in an overflow room, with me as Ejaculation Officer," she promised, pecking him on the cheek as he left the Client Donation Suite to return to his room. To be continued ... Next: The Training Session