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When I was a child my teachers and my parents realized that I had a way with words and speech in general. I could alter my voice to sound as an elderly guy or even a woman. On the top of that I always had a remarkable ability of understanding things and emotions on others. Well that may not sound that cool but for a guy like me, it was a blessing. Because I was a teenager that had an average look and I only had sex in the “good houses”. Never had a relationship with a girl that went on more than kissing. Till I realized my talent when I was in the university…

I always looked at pretty girls but didn’t speak to them. My mind those days was in soccer teams, heavy metal, my studies and masturbation. I couldn’t afford the time for more and I was trying really hard to get a scholarship abroad for political sciences. But in a party I found myself alone with no friends and drinking lot of beer. I saw girls and guys talk and I was in a corner near the bar. The bar tender was looking at the young girls skirts and thighs and I heard him sigh. I turned to him and saw in his eyes the lust and the torture of jealousy. “Wish I was in university”, he murmured. He was in his 40’s. Then he turned on me and told me how lucky I was with all the young pussies wanted to be fucked… It was my turn to sigh… He studied me for a minute and then signal me to come in to the bar.

“You think that I had fucked a lot of pussies when I was your age?” he asked boldly.

“Yes, I think that and pardon me to say this but you still have the looks. On the other hand I …”

“Bullshit man, he interrupted. My mouth was and still is full of crap. I could never talk to those hotties. A woman in heat you can fuck, but this girlies need to have been talked first…”

And then it hit me. I started making rounds and listening to conversations. Finally I interrupted a guy who was talking about the influence of Bakunin in Russia. Making my voice sound deep I told him about collectivist anarchism (the theory of Bakunin) and started to destroy all his arguments. He was shocked. Tried to say something to save his speech but I was on the offence and didn’t let him. Finally my audience was happy with me and I dared a bow. They all laughed and started asking me questions. I was answering to them judging from their feelings and at the end of the night I finally get laid with a girl for my first time (no prostitute).

I became famous. I even dared to argue with professors and for my good luck one of them saw potentials in me and helped me with my scholarship.

Then I realized my problem. I had only one night stands and not a long term affair. Also I couldn’t finish unless I was jerked of. I couldn’t come in to warm pussy or a tight asshole. Nor to a welcoming mouth. Even when I was with a prostitute she was jerking me till I finish.

The university years passed. My scholarship in US finished and I returned home. I got a job and was on routine. Getting out Friday’s and Saturday’s convincing young hot pussies to fuck, returning home and going to work. That was my schedule. Many of those girls wanted to meet with me again just for fuck. It was to their advantage that I couldn’t come in their pussies and they extracted pleasure from me. Not only physically but also verbally. But as for an affair they wouldn’t hear a word.

MAIN THEME

I was 28 and still hitting young pussies. It was a Friday night in the summer. The city burnt from the sun. The temperature was over 35 degrees of Celsius even at night. I went at a beach club with a couple of friends from my work. All people were drinking cool drinks or beer but I had whiskey straight (a habit that I learnt in US). The music of the club was pop. Men and women dancing in the beat and I was there trying to pick a target. I forgot my friends when I saw her. She was the most beautiful woman I ever laid my eyes on. She was tall about 182 cms and had long black hair and grey blue eyes. She was wearing a summer black dress that hugged her body, leaving nothing in to fantasy. Her curves were of a goddess. I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. I wasn’t.

All men in the club looked at her and I am sure that like my they had a huge erection. I also knew that this woman understood completely of her grace and what she did to us poor men. She was with a bunch of other good looking girls but in front of her they were nothing. No one dare to approach her. When she turned her stunning eyes to me I didn’t need to thing long anymore. I took out my wallet and trying to pretend that she didn’t look at me, but watching her did, I took out all the cash I had and waved them to my friends. With the corner of my eye, I saw that she was still looking at my direction. Then I put them back to my wallet and approached her. My plan was almost ready…

“Good evening! I won’t lie to you…”

“Enough, she paused me, I saw you waving your money to your friends. You placed”

“A bet. I know. Please just listen to me. It wasn’t a naughty bet. They bet that you’ll send me on my way within three minutes tops. I know that I am no good looking guy and in front of you I m like Quasimodo but please if you ’d like to talk to me about the weather, the heat, the night and let me buy you a drink and sit with you for a while I’ll be much obliged to you. Also I would like to ask you not to tell them that I told you about our bet, should they ask. Tell them that I said to you that you have my grandma’s eyes. The color of the sea while blends with the sky in the horizon.”

I said all this with my “innocent” voice and the last sentence with the “dreamy” one. She looked at me.

“You really meant that last one, she said with a smile. No one ever compared my eyes like you did.”

“Well, I hesitated a bit dramatically, I really meant that one. Sorry if I offended you but it really looks like that. My grandpa used to say that, when he was describing my grandmother. I never met her. She died a year before I was born. But I have pictures and god; she had the same eyes as you…”
We continued talking. Her name was Calypso. I told her about the nymph that kept Odysseus far from his home and hoped she let me go back to my own and not drown in the sea of her eyes. I flirted with her discreetly. I met her friends. I’ve shown them the necessary interest in order to convince them and her. I was the hunter and she was the big game. I bought them all shots of tequila, they wanted to buy me a drink but I said I was driving so it was only one for me. The time passed like a river. They all were so wasted and drunk that I offer them a ride. They were all staying at a villa. They have just finished modeling studies in UK and returned for the summer vacations. I drove there and they all slept on the way. I woke them up and helped them got in the house. Some of them fell asleep in the modern couches some got to their beds. Last I took Calypso in and put her in to her bed. She hugged me then and kissed me in the mouth. I felt like god.

“Make love to me”, she murmured.

My whole body was saying “Do it”. My heart stopped me. I manage to unlock her hands from my neck and put her to sleep.

I was so hot. My penis was demanding to undress her and taste her but I didn’t. In her sleep she asked me again and her hands tried to find me in the side of the bed. I took my shoes off and I fall near her. I put her in to my arms, smelled her divine scent and stayed there looking at her. Her breasts went up and down while she was breathing but no naughty thoughts came in to mind. After some hours I slept having an angel in my arms…

When I woke up I realized where I was at once. No one was in the bed and I felt sweaty from the summer heat. My clothes stink horribly. I was getting up when I heard a nock on the door. Then I saw Calypso enter with a smile on her pretty face.

“Good morning. I will make some coffee. What would you like? Espresso? French?”

“Whatever you are drinking but make it plenty please.”

“I found some clothes of my dad. I have them in the bathroom which is on the right when you pass this door. I think you want to have a bath. You slept with your clothes and you are full of sweat. I will wait you down in the kitchen.” She said and left.

I had a bath and wore her father’s clothes. They fitted nice. I went to the kitchen and saw all the girls sitting their and drinking coffee. Calypso gave me a cup. They all had a big smile on their face. Something was happening. Then suddenly they all left and I stayed with Calypso.

“Thank you for yesterday, she said. And thank you for didn’t take advantage of me last night. I wasn’t that drunk and remember you watching me in my sleep. No man did this thing before. All wanted just to fuck me. To do their job and gloat to others that they’ve been with me. You on the other hand stayed with us. Listened to us, helped us and you slept with me without fucking me. You are a good guy!”

Then she blushed and almost whispered: “I hope you are not gay…”
“For Christ’s shake no. I m not gay. To tell the truth yesterday I was so horny when you touched me. But I couldn’t do that to you. I… I… Since… I mean you are so beautiful woman and why look at me… my tone of voice was hesitating and a bit low so I could emphasize. I… I… I would like to go out with you. Whenever you have time. To eat or see a movie or something” I turned around so she wouldn’t watch me and said something about how hot was this day… The hunting finished. She was mine and we got out…

A week later we came to her father’s villa after a movie and some drinks. I thought it was the night, but I was taking it there real slow. When we got inside. We started kissing. Our lips stopped touching only to breathe some air. Our tongues danced. I don’t even remember how long we were kissing. Slowly or roughly. Demanding each others breath. For the first time I felt her arms going to my pants. She touched my penis. I was so horny that I almost came when she started massaging me. I stopped her.

“If you continued that way baby, you would make me cum.”

“Your cock is so hard”

“It’s this hard since the day I saw you at the bar”

“Liar!” she giggled. “I want to feel it. I want to make you happy.”

“I am happy Calypso. I just want to make you feel happy as I am right now. I have the most gorgeous woman on earth in my arms.”

We went upstairs and she took out her dress. She wasn’t wearing bra and her tits were round and standing straight up. Her nipples were dark red. I was awed by her beauty. Then she removed the little string she was wearing and approached me. I took her in my arms and gently put her in to bed. I started kissing and licking each inch of her body except her tits and pussy. Then I kissed her with passion while my hands were playing with her nipples. I kissed her neck and then I took her right red nipple in to my mouth and started licking, kissing and biting it. Next I went to her left nipple.

I heard her moaning and saw her hands getting down to her pussy. I removed them from their and told her to be patient. After finishing eating her nipples I went down and down. I saw her shaven pussy and took a breathe from it. Then I smell her cunt and I thought that there must have not been any better perfume than that. I start playing with her inner thighs and giving her small little kisses before I spread the pussy lips with my tongue and put her inside her cunt. I tasted her juices. And I heard her moan stronger. I took out my pants and underwear and started jerking. She saw what I was doing and asked why I do it.

“Baby I like the way you taste. I like your juices. I can’t hold my self so I must do it. Enjoy it please like I do.”

She was looking as my hand was going fast up and down and my cock that was so big and hard while I was caressing her clitoris with my fingers and having my tongue as deep as I could inside her pussy. Suddenly she put her hands in my head pushing it in her pussy and said.

“Yeah that’s it. Damn I m coming. Faster! Do it faster please!”

I felt her spasms and a very big quantity of woman’s juice flooded my mouth. It was her nectar. And I drank it all. My hand now was going faster and I finished exploding also a large quantity of sperm that went all over the place.

We started laughing with the mess I did but then she stopped and said:

“It’s the first time I saw a man jerking off while eating my pussy.”

“But baby you are a goddess and you gave me your nectar. How can a mere mortal resist doing that? After all, you saw how happy you made me.”

We kissed again and she helped me take out my sperm dripping shirt. Then we started kiss again and I played with her pussy while she was playing with my cock which it was still hard. That woman could keep my penis hard just being near me. Soon her mouth replaced her hands and I slide a bit so I could position myself for a 69. The feeling of my prick in to her warm mouth was fantastic. She sucked my dick and with every movement she was trying to take it deeper in to her mouth. I started licking her pussy so I can give her back the pleasure I received. Seeing her asshole I couldn’t resist putting a finger in, after I took some juices from her pussy as a lubricant. She moaned and bitted my cock but continued sucking it. I felt her asshole loosen and put a second finger in. Then I suddenly put three fingers in to her pussy as I licked her clitoris. I felt her body spasming. Her hips were now moving at a quicker rhythm. She stopped sucking my cock and started jerking me when a strong anal orgasm fueled her body. I felt juices in both my hands and heard her scream in ecstasy. She collapsed at my body shivering and breathing heavily.

“Wow! She exhaled. Gimme a moment to put my heart in her position pls.”

“Ok baby, I said. I need a break to. Do you have an ash tray near? I really need to smoke right now.”

“Oh sorry. They are in the kitchen.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll go fetch one. You need something? Water? Juice?”

“Water sounds really good”

I went down to the kitchen with my cock still hard. I took a bottle of cold water from the fridge and found an ash tray. I returned to the room and found my cigarettes and my lighter. I gave her the bottle and then I lighted a cigarette. The poisonous smoke came in to my lungs and I rejoiced. She looked at me with a smile and pointed at my still hard cock.

“Don’t mind him, I said. I really needed to smoke since my first orgasm.” I sat near her in the bed. “Wish we had an air condition in the bed.”

“I’m stupid, she said and then she hastily searched in a drawer and found a control.

She pressed a button and soon I felt a cold breeze. “I forgot that my dad put a central air conditioning in the house.”

She waited me to finish my cigarette and then hugged me from behind.

“We should do something about your fellow down there, she said”

Then she grabbed my cock with both her hands and started jerking me slowly while she was kissing the back of my neck. I felt her tits in my back and also her nipples piercing my skin. She wrapped her feet in my waste and stacked her juice dripping pussy close to my skin. It was an awkward position but she was very flexible. With her hands she continued jerking me, with her lips kissing my neck and she was rubbing her pussy. Even though she had a strong orgasm she wanted more. The week that passed, I understood via innuendo and some small talks we had, that she was an unsatisfied woman. Soon she concentrated more in rubbing her pussy. I felt more juices coming out and I took her hands from my cock. I got up, pushed her in to the middle of the bed and climbed on top of her. My cock found easily the way in to her cunt and because of her juices there were no resistance in sliding deep inside her. She locked her feet in my waste and I started ramming her as quickly as possible. Within a minute she had another orgasm and later on another. I continued fucking her hard and almost violently as she prompted me to do.

“That’s it baby. Fuck me fast and hard! Oh god! I like your cock inside me. Ohhhhh! I’m cumming again. Don’t stop! I need it badly. Fuck me! You are my man!”

After ten minutes of ramming and pumping I couldn’t continue. My breath was fast and tones of sweat dripped from my body and then cooling from the air condition. I took her feet from my waste and bend them to her neck. I continued for a minute more till I heard her screaming again in pure ecstasy. Then I was out of breath and stopped.

“Oh my sweet god, she said, I can’t feel my legs.” She was to breathing with great difficulty.

“Damn it! I said. I’m so fucken idiot.” She looked at me worrily. I grabbed my pants and found my wallet while I was feeling her gaze at my back. I found a condom and showed it to her. She blushed a little and smiled. I looked at her and I knew before she would say it what she would have said.

“After the day we met I’m on the pill, but thank you for thinking it.”

“I was late though, I said. My passion overtook my brains.”

“Still you didn’t cum yet.”

“I have the stamina of a bull, I said smiling. On your knees, I ordered her.”

She smiled back and bent. I grabbed my cock and slowly pushed it in her sweet pussy. When my entire shaft was in, I grabbed her breasts with one hand and her clit with the other. I started pushing back and forward with slow moves as I caressing her clitoris. Her moans were telling me how to move. Once again I felt her pussy squeezing my cock and releasing it. Juices were dripping down and my hand left her clitoris and gathered some. Then I put my finger in her asshole. This went on for several minutes till I put another finger. Her moans become stronger. Her nipples were so hard that a small squeeze could hurt her. When I understood that my fingers loosened her asshole, I took my cock out of her pussy and placed it in her hole. Slowly and gently I put it in her. When I felt resistance I withdraw a bit and then go back again till all my cock’s length was in. I told her to relax. I started moving slowly in and out. Soon my rhythm was faster and I saw her hand rubbing her pussy.

“You are fucking my ass and I like it. No one fucked it before. Oh god I’m dripping cum. You are so gentle with my ass. I never knew that would be so great to have a cock in my ass.”

“An ass needs a gentle touch, I said, before it’s ready to be fucked.”

“Oh god! Please fuck me harder now. It’s loosen! I can take it. I want you to cum in my ass. I don’t understand why you aren’t cumming yet…”

I followed her order and started ramming her ass as fast as possible. Her hand rubbing her clitoris faster to. But in my mind I knew I couldn’t follow her last order. I knew I couldn’t cum without jerking off. Within few minutes she built up so much pleasure that when her double orgasm explode she screamed…

“Yessssssss!!! I’m coming. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. You finished me off.”

She collapsed on the bed with me on top of her. I was feeling her hurt pounding at the same rate as mine. She turned her head and I kissed her lips. I pulled out my cock and lay down near her, our faces looking each other.

“That was the most strong and vigorous I ever had, she whispered and fall asleep…

I went to the toilet and jerked off with my thoughts in our previous moment. I cleaned the mess, had a bath and returned to the bedroom. I covered both of us with the sheet and then placed her in my arms. I was looking her sleeping and I realized that I had tears in my eyes. I haven’t cried since my grandfather died. Something overwhelmed me and my tears came down as a river. For the first time in my life I loved a woman with all my heart but I still couldn’t cum without jerking. I stayed still and looked at the roof. And then I decided that I must see a doctor. There was something wrong with me. Physically or mentally…

The next morning I prepared her breakfast and served her to bed. I woke her up with a kiss and when she opened her eyes, she started apologizing to me. She explained that she was always waking up first in the morning in order to fix her hair and put some make up. I asked her why she was doing this and she said she wanted to be beautiful in to men’s eyes. I stated the way she was looking now was beautiful and that she did not need to do things like that with me. I told her that I understood that people who just woke up wouldn’t look at their best shape but what mattered to me was her just being with me and feeling comfortable. We ate breakfast together making plans on what we will do later on when my mobile rang.

“Yes. Who is this?” I paused and started listening and then I gave a dramatic tone to my voice and said loudly.

“God damn it! Is it today? I thought it was the next Sunday. Fuck me! I’m in Athens man. I’ll go get a suit and I’ll hit the road. If I hurry I’ll be there just before the bride arrives to church.” Then I hang up the phone and looked at Calypso.

“I’m sorry baby but my cousin is getting married in Thessalonica. I thought it was the next Sunday. I must leave now. I’m so very sorry.”

“It’s ok! Calypso said. But promise me that you’ll drive carefully.”

“Ok baby! I’ll call you when I arrive in Thessalonica just to tell you that I’m ok. And I’ll call you tomorrow to go out. Ok baby? Gotta go now. Bye!” I said and gave her a small kiss in the lips.

Within a minute I was driving away from her house. I thanked silently my good friend that “called” me to tell me about the imaginary wedding. I needed an excuse to get the hell out of Calypso’s house and earlier I text him to call me after an hour. I drove back to my apartment and started checking for doctors and psychologists. For my good luck I found a business card from an urologist that I did her a favor with my political connections. I called her right away. She was very happy to hear from me and I asked her if it was possible to examine me this day. I said to her that it was real important and that I would explain to her face to face my problem. She gave me her address and hang up.

I took a long bath, cleaning carefully my cock and my ass. After all I was going to see a doctor. Then I drove to her place. The doctor’s name was Catherine and she was in her early 40s. She made me feel comfortable because I was hesitating to speak to her. She said about the doctor-patient confidentiality. Then I told her. She suggested that my problem might be mental but she wanted to examine me physically and then she would order me to do some tests.

We went in a small room that was her office and I started undress. She asked me to sit and open my legs in order to check my prostate. She put on a glove and took some lub and then gently placed her finger in my asshole. She told me that it was ok to have an erection and she started massaging my prostate. My cock grew and was hard as a steel rod. I was feeling her finger as she was searching for any problems and I saw my cock throbbing and getting stiffer. My nuts were hard and demanded a cum release that wasn’t coming. The doctor pulled out her finger and sighed.

“Your prostate is fine. Good size and all work well. I don’t understand though why you didn’t ejaculate. I’ll write down an order for some medical exams.” She said and looked at my cock with not so medical attention. “Oh my god! Your cock needs to cum. I see your balls are hard and your cock is throbbing.”

“Sorry for that doc.” I said with a flush in my cheeks.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. It’s normal. But your penis needs to cum. Here let me fetch a small medical urine box and you must ejaculate inside. Your sperm should be tested too.” She said and went to a small closet. In a moment she gave me the box and stared at my cock.

“Doctor can you go out?” I asked her while noticing her eyes being fixed at my ready to cum cock.

“For medical reasons I must watch the procedure.” She said hastily and I heard her taking a deep breath.

“But I feel embarrassment. I can’t do it while you watching.”

“Then I’ll do it for you.” She said and with her hand touched my cock’s shaft. Within seconds I was cumming and having a huge orgasm. My cum went all over the place except the medical box. I saw a big smile in her lips while she was still stroking my cock with gentle moves.

“Oh my!” she said and moaned. “I think you better shoot your sperm inside the box next time and in order to understand your problem I must absolutely watch you in live action. So I’ll call a nurse I know to come here. Don’t worry she is beautiful and she would love to participate to this medical test.”

I looked at her in awe and started to realize the meaning of her words. Her breathing was deep and she had a flush in her cheeks. Then I checked her body. For a forty plus year old woman she had a great body and in good shape. Her breasts were small but firm and through her robe I was pretty sure that I could see her nipples which were hard and had a deep red color. Her hand continued to stroke my cock and it didn’t get soft. She saw me examining her body and smiled.

“Do you like what you see? I’m positive that last night you had some fun. Your sperm wasn’t milky enough.” She said and with her other hand she caressed my balls.

“Yes I like what I see but I have a girlfriend.”

“So? We do it for medical reasons. And I really need to exam your sperm. Just wait here a sec and I’ll call my friend.” She said and headed to the telephone.

She dialed a number and spoke briefly with a woman. Then she turned her attention to me. I was amazed and shocked and didn’t do anything to cover my nudity. But my cock was demanding a further relief. Her eyes gazed my hard cock and her tongue get out of her mouth with a small slurping noise. Then she started to unbutton her medical robe and I saw that she was only wearing a small black skirt and a white shirt without a bra. She removed the robe and her shirt and her small breasts were exactly as I had imagined them. Her nipples were large and erected. At her view my cock throbbed.

“I’ve never been with an older woman.” I said.

“Then that might be the problem.” She giggled while taking off her skirt and her tiny underwear, revealing a shaven fat pussy.

She came to me and grabbed my cock giving it some fast and strong strokes. That was it! I couldn’t deny my lusty intentions any longer. I lowered my hand to her pussy and felt how wet she was. She pushed me down to the medical bed and with a swift move she drove my cock in to her pussy. She must have been very horny because I didn’t meet any resistance when my cock-shaft disappeared inside her. Then she started with slow circling moves to ride my cock. With both hands I grabbed her tits and caressed her hard nipples while her hands used my stomach in order to control her movement.

“Oh god! I haven’t had a hard rod in my pussy for a long time. Mmmmmmmmm! I’m so wet. I’m dripping my juices to your fat cock.” She said.

Then she started moving fast up and down my cock building more pleasure. While doing this she lifted her feet on the medical bed and leaned towards me. She put her hands on my neck and I felt pressure while she was humping my cock. The pressure at my neck wasn’t choking but enough to stimulate me.

“Do you have diabetes?” She asked moaning.

“No!” I answered feeling my cock getting harder.

“Do you take any antidepressants or drinking a lot of alcohol?”

“Oh fuck no!”

“Do you have any allergies or high blood pressure?”

“I’m allergic to wasps and bees. Normal blood pressure.”

“NO!!! Damn no good… Yes. Ughhhhhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

I didn’t quit understand the exact meaning of her last sentence. But I started thrusting her harder; meeting her movement. With a final moan she started choking me while I felt her pussy spasming around my cock. Her juices started dripping to my balls. I was gasping for air but she wouldn’t leave my neck. With my hands I grabbed hers and pushed them away from my neck and starting breathing heavily.

“Take small breaths.” she said and dismounted my cock.

Her pussy was steel dripping and she started rubbing it shamelessly in front me. Then she took some of her juices and placed two fingers in to her asshole. My cock was throbbing in the air and I saw her lying on the desk with her fingers still in her ass. She shook her ass and moaned. I took the hint and walked holding my cock with one hand towards her. I saw her removing her fingers from her ass and holding with both hands her butt-cheeks. I inserted my cock in to her asshole when I felt resistance I backed a bit. Soon all the shaft was deep in her ass. I let it there just for her to get used to its feeling and then I started ramming her fast. Ten minutes later her asshole was having an orgasm as did her pussy which she was fingering it.

“Shit Catherine you started without me!” I heard a familiar voice from behind me.

I didn’t want to turn around. But I heard her approaching me. I tried not to panic and screamed an order.

“Don’t come any closer mom!”

“Holy crap! John is that you?”

“Yes, I said. Can you please look the other way?”

Then I grabbed my underwear and pants and put it on hastily without looking at her. Catherine was awed too. I looked at my mother feeling ashamed. My mother’s eyes went from me to Catherine and then back to me. Catherine was in shock. She didn’t even got dressed and her mouth was wide open.

“Marry I didn’t know. I swear.” Catherine started saying.

“Of course you didn’t.” My mother interrupted her. “If you did then you wouldn’t had invited me here.”

My mother was 44 years old at that time and she was very beautiful. She had me in her sweet sixteen. She was now shaking her head in doubt, looking at my hard on.

“What’s wrong with my son?” she asked.

“Well I believe that he has an Anejaculation disorder. He can’t cum without stroking and medically he is healthy. He needs to talk to a psychologist or a sex therapist.”

My anger overwhelmed me.

“You fucking bitch! You knew it. All of you fucking bitches just want to use me. To take advantage of me. And you mom? You cheat on dad? No. Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know right now. Catherine you get me a psychologist or a sex therapist right now. And he must be male or else I’ll have your license for lunch.”

Getting that mad made my cock to get soften and I relaxed a little. My mother knew that my voice was absolute. She stated that fact to Catherine who she got dressed and started looking her telephone books. Twenty minutes passed and I had smoke four cigarettes already trying not to think about my mother’s situation. Apparently it never left my mind. I was ready to confront her when Catherine gave me the phone. I spoke with a sexologist for about ten minutes. He told me that my problem wasn’t that rare. It begun because I masturbated a lot and that my cock needed to feel something else than my palm. When I explained to him that if a woman masturbates me I sometimes ejaculate he said that I was in a good way. It would just take some time in order for me to feel comfortable with a woman and then start slowly and patiently letting her stroking my cock in to her mouth or pussy or ass. He told me that I needed to spent time with a woman that would understand my problem. I thanked him and hang up.

I looked at my mother angrily and said goodbye. Before leaving I heard her crying and returned and hugged her. She was sobbing and murmuring an apology. Then she told me that she and dad haven’t touched each other for over six years and that he was having affairs. She even told me that she had pictures with him and his mistresses. She was just staying with him because of my eight year old sister. Then I asked her to come with me and I drove to my parent’s house. On our way I tried to convince my mother to get a divorce because she didn’t love my father anymore and she agreed.

EPILOGUE

In the house we talked all together and then I explained my sister that even if the grown ups are having a divorce that didn’t mean they don’t love her. Suddenly my mobile rang and it was Calypso. I hadn’t realized that time passed. When I answered I heard her voice being furious.

“My friend Sonya saw you with an older woman in your car here in Athens. You are a fucking liar and a bastard.”

“It was my mom. I interrupted her. Just listen to me. She and my dad just decided to divorce and I was explaining my little sister that they both love her. And no there was no marriage to Thessalonica and I know that the supposed “friend” of mine that called me this morning, just called you and there was no Sonya.”

“How do you know that?” she asked truly amazed.

“Because I know he is an ass. Listen. Did you felt my pillow wet?”

“Well as a matter of fact I did.” She answered and now her voice sounded calmer.

“I was crying all night my love. That’s why. I have a problem. I can’t cum without masturbation. My mother is a nurse and decided to talk to her. I went to an urologist friend of my mother and then I talked to a psychologist. It’s nothing physical thank god but mental. I want you to help me my love. I truly do.

“You called me my love twice.”

“Yes I did. And I want to explain to you face to face about my problem.”

“That’s why you didn’t cum last night!” she stated. “And I thought it was my fault.”

“No my love. And that’s why I was crying. Because I couldn’t do what you were asking me. And I guess because I wanted to so badly. The point is Calypso that…”

“I love you too John.” She said.

“I love you Calypso and I would like to introduce you to my family and I would like you to help me with my problem.”

“Where is the address? I’m coming there!” she said and I heard the true excitement in her voice. I gave her the address and closed the phone. Then I went to my mother to talk to her in order we could tell the story right to Calypso…

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