Chapter 6

Sam gasped and bucked his hips off the bed. Here he was, in bed with two beautiful women, one of whom was stark naked and touching him... there.

Rahne quickly drew her hand back. "Ooh, I'm so sorry! Did I hurt ye?"

Dani just chuckled. "Don't let all that talk fool you, girl. Guys aren't quite as vulnerable there as they want you to think. But they are that sensitive. That was Sam enjoying it - right, Sam?"

Sam quickly blurted out his reply. "Oh, yeah! Absolutely! Definitely! One hundred percent correct!"

Dani laughed again. "In fact, Rahne, I bet he'd promise you anything you wanted if you went back to doing what you were doing before." Sam, completely unashamed, nodded frantically.

Rahne, feeling a bit reassured, put her hand back on his upper thigh, right at the cuff of his boxers. "Well, if yer sure I wasn't hurting ye..."

"Nope, no hurtin' whatsoever!"

Rahne "reluctantly" slid her fingers back up Sam's boxers and resumed stroking him. Now that she was certain he was enjoying her touch, she felt far more free. She caressed him, she rolled his testicles around, she tangled her fingers in his hair, she dragged her nails across his skin, she even "accidentally" brushed the base of his penis a few times. And every twitch, every flinch, every moan she evoked egged her on.

"Okay, girl, do you think you've teased the poor man enough?"

Rahne started to protest her innocence, but a glance from Dani convinced her that it was pointless. She drew her hand out of Sam's boxers and slid it up the very prominent bulge in them. "Sam, ye wouldn't mind if we got rid of these entirely, would ye?" she asked seductively, squeezing him slowly.

Sam let out something that almost sounded like a whimper. "No... not in the least." And he raised his hips off the bed, both pressing himself against her hand and making it easier for her to slip down the boxers.

Easier, but not necessarily easy. Rahne took the sides of his boxers and tried to draw them down, but his rather excited state made it a challenge. Finally, Dani had enough amusement at Rahne's struggle and reached over a fingertip. With a single touch, the offending boxers vanished. Sam's erection, suddenly liberated, snapped upwards and smacked against his taut stomach, then bounced back to a most impressive angle.

Rahne gasped and drew back. She'd never seen a fully erect penis before, let alone one barely a foot away from her face. And this one was bobbing and twitching, almost as if it was straining and begging - no, demanding - attention.

"My goodness! It's sae big!"

Dani smiled, but she, too, was surprised. "Sam, you really have been holding out on us. That is... truly impressive." She glanced away from a moment to catch Sam blushing.

Rahne's eyes, still wide, couldn't look away. She was mesmerized. "How... how can it even fit?"

Dani could hear the touch of fear in the girl's voice. She spoke in her most soothing tones. "Oh, he's definitely on the high side of average, but trust me, that would fit just fine. It might take a little effort, but it would be worth it." She looked again. "Definitely worth it."

"Are ye sure?" Rahne asked. Almost completely on her own, her hand creeped back towards Sam's thigh.

"Sweetie, if those didn't fit, none of us would be here. The human race would have died out a long time ago."

Rahne's hand worked its way back up Sam's now-bare thigh, slowly reaching the top. She carefully extended a fingertip and pressed against the base of his penis. She watched, fascinated, as it bounced back and forth.

Dani smiled as Rahne sent Sam's penis back and forth. She was like a child with a new toy. No, she realized, she really did have a new toy, and was having fun playing with it. Dani was about to encourage her to move on when she realized Sam was in no way complaining.

After a few moments, however, Rahne grew bored with watching it bob, and reached out to firmly grasp Sam's penis in her hand. As she clasped it, a look of wonder crossed her face.

"What is it, Rahne? How does it feel?"

She struggled to find the words. "'Tis warm... and so soft, yet so hard... oh, 'tis a marvel!"

Dani fought down her impulse to giggle. Her laughter at this point would be singularly disastrous for both Rahne and Sam. Both of them were incredibly vulnerable at this moment. "Yeah, it is, isn't it? Go ahead, touch it all over. Tell us what you feel."

Rahne thought as she held Sam in her hand. "'Tis nae round. There's a bulge on the underside." She grasped for an image. "'Tis kind of a squashed heart shape. And the bulge feels... different. A wee bit softer than the sides and top."

Sam whimpered. Dani smiled. "And it seems it's more sensitive than the rest. You might want to remember that, Rahney."

She smiled - a knowing, satisfied smile that she'd never worn before. "Oh, I shall never forget any of this." She returned her attention to Sam's penis. She slid her hand downward to the base and beyond. She pressed against his scrotum, between his testicles. "I can feel it continue inside. Nae wonder it's so solid - it's well rooted, isn't it?"

"That it is, girl. Now, keep going."

Rahne slid her hand back up the shaft. "It's still so hard, under such soft skin... and the skin is a wee bit loose. Why is that?"

"You'll see soon enough."

"I suppose I will... now, at the top, it's like a little helmet. And it's split at the end." She paused, then looked Sam in the face. "May I look look closer?"

Sam knew, intellectually, he was in Limbo, which was akin to Hell, but right now he felt like he was in Heaven. "Girl, you can do whatever you like."

"Rahney, considering what you're doing, you could ask him if you could cut off his arm and he'd agree. But I think he'd probably kill anyone who tried to make you stop." Sam thought about it for a second, then nodded his agreement. Dani might be exaggerating on that point - but not by much.

Rahne leaned forward and studied the head. "There's a little ribbon of skin on the underside of the head, and... there's a hole in the slit at the top." She leaned back. "That's where the... stuff comes out?"

You mean his sperm? Yup. And it's where he goes to the bathroom."

Rahne flinched back. "It's the same opening? That's awful!"

Dani quickly stroked Rahne's back. "It's OK, Rahney. They can't do both at the same time."

Sam also spoke up. "It's true, girl. There's a valve or something inside. When I'm... excited, I just can't go. Sometimes, that's right inconvenient - especially some mornings when I wake up and that's already woke up itself - but there's no way I could go right now. And I promise, it's clean right now."

Rahne, somewhat mollified, reached back and took him in her hand again. A wicked smile creeped across her face. "So, Sam... what would ye like me to do now?"

"Girl, anything you like." Sam answered nervously.

"I think what she means, Sam, is that she'd like to know what you like. Yeah, we know, you love all this, but she wants to learn what you like, in particular."

Sam had never been put on the spot here. He was being asked to be almost totally selfish here, and that didn't come natural to him. On the other hand, Rahne sincerely wanted to learn, and he owed her his absolute honesty. "Put your hand a little higher, just a little below the head. Now a little tighter... tighter... yeah, that's it. Now start moving your hand up and down."

Rahne did so, and felt Sam's skin moving with her hand, while the rest of him stayed still. "Oh, so that's why the skin is loose like that! And is the top like that to keep my hand from sliding off?"

"Not... exactly..."

"I think what Sam is trying to say is that the underside of the head is really, really sensitive, and what you're doing feels really, really good. Right, Sam?"

Sam could barely speak. "Uh-huh."

"Keep going, Rahney. I think you're about to get the final lesson in this little exercise."

Rahne kept stroking. She noticed Sam's reactions, and started changing her actions. She sped up her strokes, and tightened her hand. Sam's hips started thrusting off the bed, trying desperately to provide a counter rhythm to Rahne's motions.

"It's getting even harder now. Is it supposed to do that?"

"Oh, yes, it is. You've got him really close, Rahne. Do you want to see him come?" Rahne looked puzzled, and Dani realized she didn't know the term. "Do you want him to climax, like you did?"

"Oh, aye!"

Dani leaned over and spoke breathily in Sam's ear. "Did you hear that, Sam? Rahne wants you to come for her."

That did it. Rahne felt a pulsing from within the shaft, and a ropy string of viscous white fluid erupted from the end, landing on Sam's chest and stomach. She instinctively changed to a milking motion, and more eruptions came forth - not quite as powerful as the first one, but still impressive. After the last, Sam pushed her hand away.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Oh, no, girl, that was great! It's just..."

Dani intervened again. "I think what he's saying is that you just made him feel absolutely great - but he's kind of sensitive right now. Remember how you felt after you climaxed?"

Rahne thought back. Dani had made her feel absolutely wonderful, but right after she had pushed Dani's hands away, too, without even thinking of it. "Is that so, Sam?"

Sam was still trying to catch his breath. "Rahney, I don't think I've ever felt anything like that in my life. It was... you were absolutely incredible." Rahne almost blushed at the praise. She then watched, fascinated, as Sam's penis slowly detumesced. It seemed to twitch and shrink with every beat of his heart. Eventually, it just lay there, not even half its prior length, and with almost no sign of firmness.

"Now, Rahne, there's just one thing left - you gotta clean up the mess you made." Dani held out her hand, palm up, and a warm, moist washcloth appeared. Rahne took it from her, and began wiping up Sam's spilled seed. She worked her way down his chest, across his stomach, and then - after getting Sam's approval - wiped down his groin. When she finished, Dani took it back and tossed it off the bed - where it vanished in midair.

"So, Rahne, how are you enjoying yourself?"

Her eyes lit up as she grinned. "Oh, aye, 'tis the grandest thing I've ever done!" But she then grew quiet for a moment. "But must it end yet?"

Dani glanced at the clock which Rahne would have sworn had not been there before. "We've just passed two hours, which means we've been gone two seconds. I don't see any reason to rush away any time soon. Did you have something in mind?"