I married my high school sweetheart and we both went to the same college. It was a large state school in the Midwest. Since we were married, we didn’t live in a dorm but had our own apartment. Soon after we started school, I noticed a change in my wife Tina. She became more sexual, more adventurous. I didn’t complain.
When we were making out, we started to share our sexual fantasies. Tina would always confess how much she loved giving handjobs. Not just to me but to any attractive college boy on campus. She admitted she loved the control it gave her over any male whose cock she had in her hand. They became helpless.
I kept telling her my favorite fantasy. Watching her getting fucked by these attractive college boys and eventually joining the action, an MMF threesome. We played with these fantasies and they invariably led to great sex.
One day while we were at it again, I whispered into her ear:
“I think I have found a way to fulfill both of our favorite fantasies.”
“Really, Frank.”
“Yes, we start a website recruiting college boys for you to jack off. We’ll make it a competition about who shoots the farthest and who produces the most cum. We post the results on the website. We’ll do it once a month, the first Saturday of every month. After every session, you choose your favorite guy and we invite him for a threesome.”
“And what do you want out of the threesome, Frank? If you are thinking double penetration, well, I won’t take it in the ass.”
“That’s ok. All I want is a double blowjob with you sucking us off at the same time, both cocks in your mouth. After that, he can fuck you.”
“How generous of you. If I fuck them, I want to try out different cocks and different races and colors. I want to fuck black boys, white boys, Hispanic, Asian, huge dicks, tiny dicks, anything I like.”
“Deal! Do you think we could find another girl to help us out? That way we would increase our throughput. I was thinking of your best friend Susan.”
“Why her?”
“She comes across as sex dynamo.”
“Well, she does have one fetish. She loves watching men masturbate. If she likes a guy she simply asks him. Most say yes. She then shows him her tits, asks him to strip naked and watches him jacking off. Before he starts, once he is hard she takes a picture of him, without his face of course. She has quite a collection of pics.”
“And you have seen these pictures?”
“Of course I have. We are best friends. I’m surprised she hasn’t asked you.”
“Well, she actually did.”
“And?”
“I couldn’t turn her down. She showed me her fantastic tits and then I couldn’t help myself.”
“Of course not. I’ll ask her.”
Tina and Susan. What a combination. Two fit but voluptuous girls with firm large breasts, tiny waists, and shapely butts. What man would refuse them?
The next day I started working on the website. I called it “The College Shooting Club.” The site called for male college students (college ID required) who want to receive free handjobs from two very attractive coeds. It required the males to be comfortable doing it in the presence of other naked males since it was a competition and they had to tell us why we should pick them. Two options were given. They could enter the heavy producer competition or the farthest shooter competition. The first Saturday of each month we would pick four lucky guys for each competition. All applicants had to give their cell phone numbers and we would text the successful applicants the time and location.
Once the website was set up I linked it to the college student forum under the adult section - free handjobs at the College Shooting Club.
The competition worked the following way: for the competition who produces the most cum the girls would put standard size condoms on the erect cocks and then masturbate them until they shot their loads. The girls would then carefully roll off the condoms, tie up the top, make sure all the cum has pooled in the tip and then measure how many inches of cum were produced.
For the distance shooting competition we would put New York Times unfolded newspaper sections on the floor in the following order: first the front page section, then US news, then World, Business, Opinion, and finally Sports. Each section was twenty-four inches long. If the farthest cum spot hits, let’s say, the Business section we measure how far the spot had penetrated the section with a measuring tape. For example, if the cum spot was ten inches into the page then the total is twenty-four times three, plus ten, or eighty-two inches.
Over the next few days, the applications came streaming in. After all, this was a college town, thousands of horny young males. Susan, Tina and I kept reviewing them. There were dozens each day. We studied them religiously and made decisions. Finally, we had them down to four participants in each group, the shooters and the cummers. The claims of the applicants were unbelievable and funny, many claimed monster cocks that would drown us in cum. Each night after reviewing the applications we were so horny that we would fuck like rabbits.
“Susan, how do you deal with all this stuff? We are fucking every night after looking at this,“ Tina asked.
“Well, my boyfriend Mike is already getting suspicious, since I blow him every night and then we fuck. I hope I never have to confess, he is the jealous type.”
The fateful Saturday arrived. The previous day I had bought five copies of the Friday New York Times. Friday’s were perfect. The paper was very thick. After all we had to protect our carpets. The contestants started to arrive. To break the awkwardness we had a few beers. We had cleared the living room of most furniture and were ready to go.
“OK boys, thank you for coming. Susan here and I will be your hosts. Frank will assist us.”
Hungry eyes were devouring Susan and Tina. Susan was wearing a lacy top and super short pants that left little to the imagination. Tina was wearing a low-cut blouse that exposed half of her nipples and tiny tight shorts without underwear to make sure everybody got a good view of her camel toe.
“Please gather around and strip naked. We start with the heavy cummers competition followed by the shooting contest. Let me explain how this works.”
Tina explained the rules.
“Once you are hard I will take dick pics, just your dicks. The dick picks of the winners will be posted on our website together with the scores.”
The guys stripped naked. Most of them were already rock hard, some were semi-erect. Tina and Susan went to each contestant introducing themselves and greeting them with a firm shake of their cocks. Tina called the first two contestants. They stepped forward, both rock hard. Tina and Susan each grabbed a cock, massaging it, cupping their balls. Now at maximum erection, I took the dick pics. Tina and Susan rolled the condoms over their cocks and started their work, massaging the shafts while gently squeezing their balls. They didn’t last long. With loud grunts they ejaculated. Tina and Susan carefully rolled down the condoms, concentrated the cum at the tip, tied a knot and measured the volume.
“Point-five and point-seven inches,” Tina announced, putting the condoms aside.
“Next two up please.”
Again they did not last long. The winner was point-seven inches.
Time for the shooting contest. While Susan explained the rules I spread out the newspaper sections on the floor. The first two contestants came up. One was a white guy with an impressive seven-incher, fully erect, he didn’t need any help. The second guy was an Adonis. His name was Koshi, he was an exchange student from Nigeria. Six foot eight tall, athletic, totally ripped, his skin tone purple-black. His cock was at least eight inches, uncircumcised, now semi-erect his glans still covered mostly by his foreskin.
I kept thinking hopefully he can get that monster cock of his fully erect. He has to win.
Before Susan could move Tina walked up to Koshi smiling at him seductively. She gently grabbed his monster schlong rubbing it carefully and massaging his balls with the other hand. This cock grew to full attention. The foreskin rolled back, his glans fully exposed. Eight-and-a-half inches definitely, I took his dick pic.
The masturbation began. The other guy came first, made it to the Business section. Then Koshi came with a loud moan. Streams of cum shot out with each spasm, it wouldn’t end. Finally, Tina and Susan could score the shots. Kochi had hit the sports page. Triumphantly Tina held up the sports page, took out the measuring tape to get the distance, and announced.