Spring Break of my junior year in college, and my mother picked me up and drove me home Sunday afternoon. Although I had been planning to come home for months, she waited until then to tell me that Stephanie would be staying at our house for the week. Her mother had to go out of town unexpectedly and rather than Steph stay by herself, my mother had invited her.

It had been more than two years since I had prematurely ejaculated all over Stephanie’s stomach and I had not spoken to her much since then. We had waved at each other at church a few times and exchanged pleasantries, that was about it. If my mother had told me she was going to stay with us, I probably would have stayed at Rice and not come home, but it was too late now.

Luckily enough, Stephanie was gone that afternoon and evening, staying at a girlfriend’s house. I was not sure what I would say or do when I first saw her, but that had happened years ago and I was certain that a lot of guys had disappointed her since I did. I was hoping it was just water under the bridge or whatever.

Monday morning, I woke up and went downstairs to eat breakfast. Beautiful co-ed at my house or not, I had studying to do. My Global Economics final could be a make-or-break for me, and I had already planned on studying my ass off, at least until my date on Friday (another girl I had known in high school, not worth mentioning really). After I put my bowl in the sink I came back into the living room to turn off the TV and go back to my room before I went back upstairs to study.

Stephanie had magically appeared in the living room in a workout-outfit. Tight black yoga pants and a pink sports bra…fuck my life. My mother was at work…this was going to be it, I was going to have to speak to her like an adult who had unexpectedly shot a huge load of cum on her a years back.

“Oh hey!” She said, “I thought you would be up.” It might have been my imagination, but I could have sworn her eyes darted down to the crotch of my gym shorts. “Sorry I wasn’t here last night; I went over to Rachel’s house.”

“That’s ok, I didn’t really do much, just put my things away and had dinner with my mom.” Stephanie had already begun stretching her beautiful, fit body and I tried not to let myself get carried away staring at her. “What are you doing, getting ready for a workout?” I said as I slipped back down on the couch. 

So much for studying.

“Yes! I started running last year and it has really been a blessing for my sanity!” I run 5 miles every other day. I even ran a half marathon!” She turned away and faced the television, and bent over as far as she could, her tight ass practically dancing in the air, not ten feet in front of me.

“Oh, good for you! That’s great exercise!” She was looking away and I continued to stare at her ass. 

I made up my mind I was going to visit with her for a few minutes, and then go upstairs and stroke my dick before I started studying. My eyes tried to take mental shots of her ass for the spank-bank.

For a few minutes, we did not say anything, we just watched the Sportscenter highlights. Well, she did, I was watching her body. 

Abruptly, she turned and faced me, “Hey can you help me stretch do you think?”

“What do you mean?”

She sat down on the floor and kind of spread her legs open, I swear I could see her lips through the yoga pants. “My hamstrings have been really tight the last couple weeks, do you think you could help me stretch them a little?”

I had no idea what she was talking about, I could not have told you what a hamstring was at that point, but of course I stood up to help.

“No silly! Get down here!” She said and grabbed my hand to pull me to the floor in front of her. She lay on her back, raised her knees, then raised her lower legs up so she had her legs wide open in the air like a whore getting ready to get fucked. She took one of my hands and guided it to the back of her knees, “Now put your other hand behind my other knee…scooch closer to me.” I held the back of her knees and began to lightly push. “Oh yeah, that’s it.” She spoke. She then pushed her body towards mine so that her ass was pressed right up against my groin.

We spent a good long minute of me pushing on her legs. After that, I could feel her rocking her hips up and down. This was all so unexpected, but I was so turned on, I could feel myself getting hard in my shorts…my loose gym shorts…with nothing on underneath.

With her pressing on me like that, it was only a few seconds before my erection was fully up, and she looked at me and smiled, “Are you getting hard right now?”

She was so hot, but I had other things to worry about right now and I wasn’t going to let her make fun of me, so I pulled away from her, “Yes. Yes, I am getting hard. That’s what I’m supposed to do…that’s how it works when a pretty girl starts teasing me like you are.” I stood up to leave the room.

“No wait, I’m sorry! You’re right, I’m sorry! I wasn’t making fun of you I promise.” She said looking at me with her baby brown eyes, and to be honest I believed her. Or my dick did, one of us wanted to believe her anyway. She got up and walked over to me, “I’m sorry I am not making fun of you. It is good your penis gets hard so quickly.” She kissed me hard on the mouth. “Will you please help me finish stretching?”

My heart was pounding, what was I really going to go study the Chinese Yuan de-valuation right now?  No. Not after that kiss.

We resumed our position, my erection poking out noticeably from the front of my shorts. After having stood up, my erection had gone fully upwards in my shorts, so when we sat back down on the floor the bottom of it was practically right on top of Stephanie’s snatch. 

She began stretching again, and I pushed her legs backwards, “Harder, push a little harder.” She said. When I did, my hips scooted forward so that the bottom of my erect penis was right on top of her pussy. “Yeah, like that…” I could feel her bouncing her hips up and into my groin…it was pure ecstasy. By instinct, I began to rock my hips forward and back, the friction of my shorts and the warmth emanating from her groin. 

It was intoxicating.

She looked up at me and smiled as I dry-humped her pussy. I had lost my virginity at this point, but this felt at least as good as that. With a mischievous look on her face, she reached down and pulled up her sports bra to expose her perfect breasts to me.

I was so turned on; I literally pushed the bottom of my erection into her as hard as I could and stared at her and her tits. She grinned broadly and teased the perfect pink flesh of her erect left nipple with her thumb and forefinger.

My testicles began to tighten up and I knew I was going to cum. Last time, I had been embarrassed, but this time I was going to take the full enjoyment of it. I pressed my penis onto her hard as my semen began to let go in my shorts.

I inadvertently made eye contact with her as tablespoons of sperm shot out of me and into my shorts. She could tell by the look on my face that I was cuming. Her eyes glanced down to the dark spot forming on the front of my clothes.

“Are you cuming in your pants?” she asked devilishly. I could only nod in reply as I gasped for breath.

When I finished, I took my hands away and kind of fell back and sat on my legs. She leaned forward and her hand reached for my scrotum. “Oh my god I can’t believe you came in your pants like that!” She grabbed hold of my balls and gave them a good squeeze, making sure all of my cum was out. That was more than uncomfortable, it was a bit painful. I winced and my hand dropped to grab her wrist as if to stop her-she responded by squeezing my scrotum tighter-a warning to not try and push her hand away.

Stephanie giggled at me, realized her sports bra was pulled up and immediately pulled it back down. Embarrassed, humiliated yet strangely aroused, I stood up and walked upstairs as fast as I could. I masturbated in the shower thinking about it though.

*

I managed to avoid her the rest of the day, and the next, I only briefly saw her going in and out of the house. I spent most of my time in my room studying, but inevitably my thoughts would drift to Stephanie and her perky breasts, and my erection would poke up again. There was no use denying it, I masturbated at least four times before Wednesday morning when I saw her again at breakfast.

My mother did not have to be to work until late, and I thought for sure Steph wouldn’t fuck with me while she was around, so I confidently went downstairs knowing my mother had cooked a hot breakfast. As I got down there and said my hellos, my mother went into the living room with her coffee and breakfast.

Steph was in the kitchen when I walked in to get my plate, “Good morning.” I said to her with only a token bit of eye contact. I shuffled to the countertop and began to prepare my plate. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Steph get up and move to the kitchen where she put her finished plate into the sink and rinsed it. 

Almost done getting my food together, I felt her hand on my back.

“I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings the other day.” She spoke softly. I can’t lie to you, I liked her touching me even if it was just my back, and I let her continue to rub it lightly with her hand, happy that she was touching me. 

“Don’t worry about it.” I said, trying to avoid the subject of my premature ejaculations while my mother might be within earshot.

One of her hands on my back, I could all the sudden feel her other hand probing at the waistband of my (different) gym shorts. She slid her hand in, and I could feel her grasp at my testicles like she had done the other day as I finished cuming, but this time it was on the bare skin of my scrotum. “No, I’m really sorry if I hurt your feelings. I want to make up for it.” My erection shot up immediately. 

She squeezed my scrotum, and I tried not to hyperventilate, “No…it’s ok…it’s ok…yeah…ok…” I stammered. She played with my balls gently, accentuated by the random tighter squeeze.

“If there is anything I can do for you this week, please let me know.” She grabbed my erection inside my shorts and I again, immediately, began ejaculating into my shorts.

“Steph…” I managed to whisper as she pumped her hand up and down the shaft of my erect penis.

“Oh no…did you cum in your pants again?” She whispered in my ear. I looked at her and she smiled at me with that impish feminine smile she probably used to get whatever she wanted. Her hand and my penis were slick with cum, and she glided her hand up and down me, being sure to get every drop out. She grabbed hold of my testicles again and squeezed them. She roughly pulled them towards her, and I met her malevolent eyes, “I asked you, did you cum in your pants again?” she whispered, demandingly.

“Yes.” Was all I could reply.

“Yes what?” she asked and tugged on my sensitive balls.

“Yes ma’am, I came in my pants again.”

She let go of me and went to wash her hands in the kitchen sink. I looked at her smile and I turned to go upstairs and change my clothes before my mother saw the wet spot in my shorts.

*

It was the middle of the night, but I am a light sleeper so when the door to my bedroom opened from the outside, I squinted my eyes open. 

“Shhh!” Stephanie whispered into her cellphone. “Ok, shhh you have to be quiet.” She walked up close to my bed and began to pull the comforter away. I didn’t know what she was doing, but if she was doing it while talking to someone on the phone, I knew I did not want anything to do with it. I grabbed hold of the comforter with my hands, and hooked my leg around it so she couldn’t pull it away. She tugged at the blanket for a minute or two, and she giggled once or twice which led me to believe this was some kind of game that I might enjoy. 

Suddenly she stopped tugging, “Jamie, can you hang on for a minute?”

“Sure.” I heard Jamie answer on the other end before Stephanie pushed the phone into her shoulder to silence the receiver.

Stephanie sat next to my knees on the bed and leaned way over so she could whisper to me, “Listen, my friend Jamie just found out she got a C on her Calc mid-term, and I need to cheer her up. So, you and your little, tiny penis are going to play along, because if you don’t, I am going to have a heartfelt, woman-to-woman talk with your mother before I go back to school.”

What was she talking about? “My mother?” I asked.

Without missing a beat Stephanie replied, “Yes, your mother. And I am going to tell her that we tried to be intimate while I was here, but you have a serious, SERIOUS premature ejaculation problem and that you should probably see a doctor.”

I lay there in silence looking at her.

“Is that what you want? Do you want to have to talk to your mommy about how you get too excited around girls and that your little penis erupts immediately?”

“No.” was all I could say.

She pushed the comforter away and began pulling at my pajama pants, “Good, now help me pull your pants down and start getting yourself hard. And, don’t ever argue with me again, I own your balls.” She brought the phone back up, “Jamie are you still there?”

I pushed the waistband of my pajamas down and my genitals popped out over the top of them. I was already hard from the excitement. 

Stephanie switched the phone to a front facing video call and turned it to face my erection. “Look at that dude! Look at that thing! He is already hard too; he must have been having a good dream!”

“A really quick dream, huh?” I heard Jamie say on the other end and both girls chuckled. 

Stephanie produced a twelve-inch ruler from her pocket or somewhere and she reached for my erection, holding the ruler right next to it. “Ok hold still,” she said to me “wow, rock hard and he is sporting a solid 4 inches!” she said into the phone and began to laugh. I could hear Jamie laughing on the other end as Stephanie began to pull her hand away.

Her touching me and measuring my penis was too much though and my testicles tightened up and I could feel the semen pushing its way up, to shoot out of my erect penis. I reached down and grabbed hold of myself and started masturbating furiously.

“Oh my God dude, he is cuming right fucking now!” Stephanie said and turned the phone so that Jamie got a good eyeful of me jacking off, just as a thick white rope of semen shot out of my, and onto my stomach. 

I looked at Jaime on the phone and Stephanie both as I rubbed my penis up and down excitedly. They continued to laugh at my expense, but I did not care. I stroked my penis and rubbed all the cum out of it while they laughed. Even when I knew I was finished, I stroked it just a little bit more and let them giggle before Stephanie got up and walked out of my bedroom, leaving the door open as she did.