The Seamstress II

The Seamstress II

Recently when I wore a athletic supporter I discovered that the dull pain I had felt in my testicles for years resulting from a vasectomy, was gone.  I had seen numerous doctors about the matter, but none could offer me anything.  The last one said that I was part of the one percent who had that problem.  I thought about just wearing athletic supporters but that was not wise since I had a problem with skid marks. Then I realized that I could change my briefs into athletic supporters if I just sewed the briefs closed at the proper place like the athletic supporter.

I went on line and contacted a seamstress.  When I met her, she was a nice pleasant lady who was retired like I am.  When I went to meet with her, I brought spare briefs with me.  Even though I knew what to do we still had the problem of finding the exact point to sew the briefs closed.  Every time I tried on a modified brief, I had to go behind a drape, undress, try on the brief, take off the brief and get dressed again.  Finally, one time when I was putting on my brief I almost tripped and fell over.

She heard me almost fall over and said, “What is wrong?”

 I answered, “I almost fell over.”

She said, “Be careful, you might hurt yourself.”

 I said, “It is difficult for me to keep my balance since my knee operation. Every time I try on another brief, I have to undress and dress twice.”

She said, “Why get dressed after trying on a new brief?”

I said, “I would  be naked, I don't want to offend you.”

She said, "Why would you think you would offend me?"

I said, "Most women would be offended if I let them see me naked."

She said, “Why would I be offended?  Do you have something I haven’t seen before?”

I said, “Obviously not, but are you sure you won’t be offended?”

She answered, “I was a married woman, I have seen it before.  Do you have have something different?”

I said, “Well, no.  I don't have something different.”

She said, "That's good because if you did, I would definitely want to see it!

From then on, I had no reason to undress behind the curtain.  I undressed in front of her and put the most recent alteration on in front of her.  When I took the brief off, I remained naked.  She watched me intently as I did. 

She looked at me naked from the waist down and said, “I have been a widow for some time now. I had almost forgotten what a male looks likes.”

I said, “I hope I haven’t offended you.”

She said, “You haven’t offended me.  You are a nicely built man. I certainly couldn’t be offended by you.”

I said, “Thank you for the compliment. I have never had a woman compliment my genitals before.”

She said, “Well, you should be complimented. I like what I see.”

I couldn’t help myself, I had to ask, “What is it that you see that you like?”

She looked right at my genitals and said, “It is a matter of proportions.  Your penis is neither too small or too large or too thick or too thin.  Your penis is nice and straight and it hangs the same length as your scrotum. You appear to have nice big, heavy balls. I like big balls. Then she reached out, cupped my balls and felt their weight. She continued, “I was right, your balls are nice and heavy. Testicles are what makes a man, not his penis.”

While she held my balls in her hand I started to erect.  She noticed and said, “Oh, how nice.  You flatter me by growing an erection. I can’t tell you how long it has been since I have caused a man tto have an erection.  Tell me, are you a shower or a grower?”

I was somewhat taken aback by the familiarity she had shown to my genitals, but I answered her anyway.  I said, “I am a grower.”

She said, “How wonderful, your genitals are so handsome, I can't wait to see your erection.  I’ll bet you have a big, thick cock.”  Then with her right hand still cupping my balls, she began massaging them and with her left she began stroking my cock.  She continued, “ It has been a long time since I have seen an erection.  I can't wait to see you hard.”

My cock was already at half-mast and pleasant sensations were already growing.  I could hardly say no. I said, “No, I don’t mind.  My cock loves to be admired.”

“That’s good,” she said, “because I want to admire it,” as she continued to fondle my balls and stroke my cock. 

In short order. I had a full blown, erection.  My cock stood straight out from my body.

She said, “What a nice, big, thick cock! Then she wrapped her hand around my cock and said, “Nice and hard too.  Do you mind if I kiss it?”

I said, “No, I don’t mind.”

She got on her knees, reached out with her head and kissed the end of my cock.  Then without asking permission and while she still grasped my balls, she put my cock in her mouth and started sucking on it.  Then, without even taking her mouth off my cock. I heard her say in a muffled voice, “Mmm, what a tasty cock.”

Now she was sucking the length and breadth of my cock while fondling my balls.  While she still worked over my cock with her lips and tongue, I came in her throat.  She swallowed my cum as soon as I ejaculated. When I stopped cumming, she took her mouth off my cock and said, “That was really tasty.  I really enjoyed that. I want to feel that thick cock in my cunt. I am going to fuck you. I am going to fuck you like I am a pump and you are an my well.  When I fuck you, you won’t cum so fast the second time.  Get in the Amazon position.”

I rolled my body back in my chair and lifted my legs so my knees were near my head, in the Amazon position.  She took off her skirt and her panties, positioned her slit above my cock and sat down.  She was wet. She slid down my cock as easily as a skier does down a steep slope.  Then she began pumping me.  She pumped me so violently her pelvic bone bounced off mine.  I was pinned and couldn’t move. It was like a cylinder oscillating against its piston.  I was in a position where she had full control, she could do whatever she wanted to me.

She was right. The second time took longer, a lot longer and she continued to pump me the entire time.  She was so wet that her vagina created a seal around my cock.  I could feel the suction on my cock every time she withdrew. Finally, I felt her vagina pulsate in orgasm.  It set me off and I exploded in her cunt.  Then I had to leave becuse she had another appointment.

The first round of try-ons didn’t work. The briefs just didn’t fit right.  Over the weekend, I realized that the problem was that my briefs were a size too large.  I purchased a dozen from a smaller size and threw away the larger ones.  When I did, we were able to fit the new briefs quickly.  When I stripped to try them on she said, "I am sorry about last Friday.  It had been a long time since I had had a man and I got carried away."

I said, "Don't apologize, I enjoyed it thoroughly."

She said, "Nevertheless, I want you to redress after you try on briefs."

I did as she said.  We found the optimal way to turn briefs into athletic supporters.  She sewed the briefs and they worked fine. I wear them today. After I paid her for her work, I tried to maintain a relationship with her but to no avail. Who can explain women?