National Masturbation Month
Copyright© 2024 by D. Fritz
Chapter 13: Monday, May 13, 2024
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 13: Monday, May 13, 2024 - This is a fun, campy story with a limited plot line – orgasm every day, by hand, in the month of May in honor of National Masturbation Month. After reading about NMM in real life, the idea for the story was easy – turn it into a challenge! The action begins with a colleague’s offhanded joke, then proceeds for four weeks as Will attempts to keep pace with his coworker. He starts solo, but then gets help from his wife, plus a few additional sources, throughout the month.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Humor Masturbation
Will woke with the alarm clock on Monday morning. He slowly opened his eyes, then blinked rapidly at the bright sunlight that was streaming through the windows.
“Time to get up, sleepyhead,” said Eve as she tugged hard on the comforter.
Still groggy with sleep, Will looked at Eve questioningly.
“I’ve been up for over two hours. I started a load of laundry, went for a run, showered, moved the clothes from the washer to the dryer, and am now going to put the sheets in the washer if you’ll get your butt out of bed.”
She tugged again and almost pulled Will off the mattress. She laughed. He did not.
Will held up his hands in surrender. “I’m up, I’m up,” he repeated.
Eve collected the sheets and pillow cases and turned for the laundry room. She spun back to face Will.
“Give me your t-shirt and boxers. I’ll add them to this load, too.”
Will stripped naked and tossed the requested garments on top of the sheets. He then plodded into the bathroom to start his routine. Shaved, showered, and dressed he met Eve in the kitchen.
“What got you up so early this morning?” he asked.
“I’m not sure. Another car alarm went off which woke me up, then I couldn’t fall back asleep. I figured I’d get up and get an early start on the day.”
She dropped a plate of waffles with butter in front of him. She added, “Syrup is in the fridge.”
“You made waffles, too?” he asked.
“Don’t kid yourself. These are from frozen. A few minutes in the toaster and viola, we have waffles.”
They ate quickly, then Will poured a fresh cup of coffee before retiring to his home office. He had no sooner gotten the computer turned on and logged into VPN when his instant messenger chimed. It was Marci.
“We’re almost halfway through the month. You still squirtin’ at least one a day?”
Will was not quite comfortable with Marci’s directness, but at least it was now taken with a bit of humor and not uneasy shock.
Eve entered his office with the coffee pot.
“Want the rest of this before I start a new batch?” Eve asked as she motioned to his mostly empty coffee cup.
His IM client chimed again. “Did you throttle the chicken in the shower this morning?”
Will nodded his head to his wife that he will take the coffee. He also motioned for Eve to read his messages.
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