Magic Shoppe - Stiff (Patreon)

I knew going into that magic shop would backfire on me. I guess the magic worked as advertised. I just wasn’t paying attention. I went into the shop with a problem: I can’t hold back during sex. I usually finished long before my dear Darlene was even getting started. I used to be able to satisfy her but over the years I hadn’t been able to keep up my end of the bargain. Those pills they advertise everywhere didn’t work for me. I was the guy who ends up with the raging erection that won’t go away without medical treatment.

The man in the shop took out a small bottle and asked to see my wedding band. He placed three drops of liquid on the ring and I felt it get suddenly cold for a moment. He said I will find that when my wife and I engaged in sexual activity, I would remain stiff until she was satisfied after I had been satisfied. He even mentioned that there was no danger from a magic erection lasting four hours.

Imagine my surprise ten minutes earlier when in the throws of passion I found myself unable to move. I gyrated by hip like a piston, plunging my cock deep into my wife's wet pussy, missionary style. When I felt my release was imminent, I propped myself up on my arms, my body thrust forward one more time. My face contorted as I was about to orgasm.

I was unable to move. I had not cum either. Apparently, the proprietor of the shop felt I would want to become stiff all over when I was ready to orgasm before my wife. She was still beneath my rigid form, humping my stiff cock. From the sounds of it she was almost ready to come. She shouted, “Oh, yes!” She should be close.

A moment or two later, I felt her pussy walls clench down on my cock and “Oh God,” I shouted. Cum shot from my dick and my body shuddered in pleasure. I resumed humping my wife as we rode out our shared orgasm.

Lying beside me on the bed, she asked, “How did you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Your body was all stiff and sexy and you waited for me to cum,” she said. “How did you hold so still?” Her hands trailed across the hairs on my chest.

“You found that sexy?”

“It was a total turn on.” She shyly averted her eyes, “Can you do it again?”

“Become stiff all over again?”

“Yes,” she nodded. “I want to rub my hands all over your solid body.” She caressed my chest.

Unexpectedly my cock rose. It had been a while since I could recover from sex so quickly, “I don't know how long it will take. Should I stand up?”

“Oh, yes,” she sounded excited.

I stood up, feeling silly trying to figure out how to pose.

She took my cock in the palm of her hand and stroked it three times with her ring. Instantly I was ready to cum, causing my body to freeze in place. She squealed with delight as she dropped my cock to rub her hands over my hard body. Her touch was like fire in my loins. I wanted to grab hold of her, to fuck her like an animal. But I couldn’t move.

As she circled my body, caressing me, driving me wild, I found it hard to listen as she said, “I found this quaint Magic Shoppe this morning. Imagine my surprise when the kind old proprietor told me you had already been there looking for a way to stay stiff until I was ready to orgasm.” She paused in her front of me and placed her arms across my shoulders. “That was very sweet of you,” she purred as she planted her lips on my frozen lips.

My mind exploded in waves of pleasure. Surely this would make me orgasm, releasing me from this torment. I didn’t know how much time passed. When I was next aware, she was no longer kissing me. Somehow she had moved me into the bathroom.

After a while she returned to the room. Her fingers trailed across my arm as she passed by to turn on the hot water. She placed a washcloth in the sink and lathered some soap into it. She started at my toes, methodically rubbing the washcloth over every inch of my skin. Toes, then ankles, then calves, then thighs. My mind was on fire with the desire to orgasm. But I didn’t. She torturously rubbed my body, my groin, my chest, my back, my arms, my neck, my face. She rinsed the soap out of the washcloth and used it to rinse the soap off me. When all the soap was rinsed off me, she shampooed my hair and rinsed my hair off.

Finally, there was nowhere else to wash me. She got out a towel and dried me off, again, making sure to wick away every last drop of water on my body. She picked me up and laid me down on the bed. My mind was probably the consistency of pudding at this point. I needed release. She climbed on top of me and rode my cock. Oh, yes, I never thought I could want, no need, her to orgasm more than I needed it now. When she came I could feel my balls tighten and shoot a huge load into her. I cried out something so unintelligible even I had no idea what I screamed.

I was still inside her. She was lying on my chest. She kissed me and I kissed her back. “That was amazing, Hun. How are you?” She said.

“I’m completely wiped out. You have no idea how torturous that was for me.”

“I want to find out.”

“How?”

She took my hand and touched our rings together. There was a spark that jumped between the rings. “Now, you should be able to control when you orgasm.”

“Really?”

“Just think about it.”

My cock stiffened instantly and I could feel it. I could come immediately if I wanted. I came.

“See, now it’s my turn to scream.” She took my hand and ran my ring along her pussy. “You claim it was torture? Do your worst to me.” The third time she rubbed herself, she stopped moving. She was stiff.