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My internship is like nothing ordinary. As a psych major we’re required to intern with a provider or company that is involved in the human condition. Usually that means a mental health clinic or hospital. Sometimes a pharmaceutical manufacturer. Myself and a few other fellow psych majors drew the lucky straw this year and we’re interning at The Museum of Sexual Response. What I didn’t know when I signed up was that the exhibits were real people displaying their sexual responses for all to see. Just wow, right?
It’s a new institution and there was some public outcry from the bible thumpers when it opened, but it’s only open six hours a day, from 10am until 4pm, and only during the week, never weekends. Since it is centrally located downtown a lot of the foot traffic is from businessmen and women working locally along with the curious from outside the area.
The exhibits are mostly exhibitionists who are getting paid for their particular kinks. When they aren’t on display they wander the halls nude so that the patrons can enjoy their bodies. Sometimes they can even be seen masturbating in the hallways. Management encourages them in this as it makes everyone happy, the exhibits and the patrons.
I learned all of this and more in my orientation yesterday. There were six of us at yesterday’s orientation where we were introduced to the management philosophies of the museum before lunch. After lunch we watched instructional videos about how the exhibits functioned as well as techniques like edging that we might be required to aid with depending on our assignment and also a lot of coverage on the topic of sexual safety.
Everything is strictly monitored. Sensitive cameras monitor capillary response in the skin, other sensors are embedded within the furnishings and the helms some of the exhibits wear to protect their privacy have sensors as well. There are also multiple cameras in each room and always there are guards or interns nearby in case any of the patrons get out of hand. It’s all very professional but it’s all about people getting off so it’s all very hot. I know I spent a lot of time yesterday hot and bothered and I expected that to be worse today. I had no idea how hot it was going to get.
I clocked in, went to my locker and put on my white lab coat then pulled up my assignment from the employee app on my phone. It said “Penis Wing, room 102.” I had no idea what room 102 was, but I knew the Penis Wing was where all the men were exhibited. It sounded fun already.
When I got to room 102 Kelly, the exhibit supervisor, was there with a nude young man canlı bahis who just made we want to stop and drool. He was gorgeous. He clearly worked out and had the body to prove it. The name Adonis sprang to mind. He also had a beautiful eight inch or so circumcised cock that was fully erect. It was long, it wasn’t too thick, it was just about the most perfect cock I’d ever seen and apparently I was going to be in charge of it today. Whoa.
“Hello, Trish,” Kelly said. “This is David and he’s the exhibit you’re in charge of today. It’s his first day too, so go easy on him. You’re just in time to help me get him set up. Tomorrow you’ll probably be setting him up by yourself so pay attention.”
David just stood there grinning with his cock at attention. I wanted to stare at it, but I knew I’d have time for that later.
Kelly helped me get him strapped into his display. It was really just a fancy chair that he was laying on but his legs and arms were restrained. After that we put his helmet on. Kelly explained that his helmet wouldn’t let him see the room, and it would be playing music so he couldn’t hear what was happening around him. The point of this exhibit was the penis’s reactions to manual stimulation. That is to say, hand jobs. She showed me how to start the music for him and then we looked at the monitor that displayed his response graphs. I almost fainted when she told me that when no one was visiting his display I was expected to edge him but not allow him to orgasm until a patron was manipulating his cock. Wow, right?
I was a little shy when she asked me to demonstrate some hand job techniques, but I took the situation in hand, so to speak. I pulled on one of the latex gloves and showed her a few of the things I had learned in yesterday’s video. I loved holding his cock. It was so firm and my fingers would just reach all the way around it. It was such a trip seeing my hand holding this beautiful cock on the large screen monitor. I was getting turned on myself and I knew it was going to be a long hot and bothered day.
Kelly also pointed out the supplies under the exhibit. Towels, wipes, and anything else I would need to clean him up with after he came. When I looked closely I even saw a box of condoms. That seemed strange for what was a hand job exhibit, but they could have just been standard supplies for the Penis Wing. I mean cocks, right?
After Kelly left I enjoyed some quality time stroking David’s cock until a couple of women entered the exhibit. Reluctantly I let go and watched his cock drop to his tummy as I cleared the kaçak iddaa area for the two women.
“All for me?” the tall redhead asked.
“Me too,” the shorter blonde chimed in.
They both put on gloves and grabbed some lube then spent the next few minutes playing with David’s cock and balls. Judging from the muffled moans David was clearly enjoying himself. Soon he groaned loudly and began shooting a huge load onto his chest and belly. The two women giggled and seemed amazed at the size of his load. I have to say, I was amazed too. They laughed and put their gloves in the waste bin then turned and left the room while chattering happily with each other. His orgasm counter on the wall no longer said zero.
I got some supplies out and cleaned off his chest and belly. It really was a massive load but it smelled great. I wasn’t supposed to do it, but I discreetly licked a bit of his cum off of my finger. He tasted great too. I would have loved to have cleaned him with my tongue but I didn’t know if I would get in trouble for doing that so I thought it best to find out first. But damn was I ever horny.
It went like that for the rest of his first hour. Usually small groups of women encouraging each other to play with the impressive penis. Lots of laughter and girl bonding. It’s funny, that. Women are happy, laughing, social creatures in situations like this. Men, on the other hand tend to stand silently and watch pretending they are alone in the world.
At the end of the hour when the guard closed and locked the door I helped him out of his restraints and helmet. His cock, which I had just been playing with, was still standing at full attention when he stood.
“Whew, that was intense,” he said.
“It definitely was,” I said as I blushed in response. “You should get some rest before your next hour. I’ll be back in a bit to get you set up again.”
“Will you be playing with my cock some more?” he asked with a grin.
“That’s what I’m here for,” I said with a blush. I hoped I got over the embarrassment soon.
“Fan-fucking-tastic,” he said. “You can play with my cock anytime you want.”
He went into his break room and I went to spend my break looking around the museum at the other exhibits. It was an amazing place and I just got more hot and bothered.
His next shift was more of the same but with lots more women. Lunch time downtown brought out all the office workers. I barely got to touch him for that hour and he was starting to look a bit drained when I let him loose for his break.
Kelly stopped kaçak bahis by the break room during the second break period and asked me how it was going.
“It’s great,” I said. “It’s a really unexpected experience.”
“Isn’t that the truth,” she replied. “I imagine you didn’t imagine anything like this when you applied for the internship.”
“You can say that again,” I said.
“Just so you know, we only hire interns who have many of the same drives as our exhibits. It’s all in that profile test you took. We know all of our interns have huge sex drives as well, it’s one of the reasons you were selected. So let me just say that while you can stick with the edging video lesson for handjobs if you want, we really don’t care how you edge him as long as he only cums from the patron stimulation.”
Was she saying what I thought she was saying? She quickly confirmed that she was.
“There are condoms in the Penis Wing for a reason,” she said with a wink before turning and leaving the break room.
I was shocked. I was aroused. I was sooooo horny by this point in the day that I probably wasn’t thinking straight as I began to hatch my plan.
David’s final hour of the shift was easier on him. There were only three women who came through so it was mostly spent with my hands wrapped around his member. Occasionally I would briefly lick the head of his cock and startle him and that was fun, but mostly I was just biding my time until the shift was over.
Once the guard closed the exhibit door I grabbed the box of condoms and opened one up. I’d never put a condom on a man before so this was a new experience in and of itself and David squirmed just a bit from my efforts. I’m sure he had no real idea what was happening though.
Once he was condomized I slipped my hands under my skirt and pulled my wet panties down and off over my shoes. I wadded them up and put them in my lab coat pocket then I climbed up onto David’s chair and straddled him. I grabbed his cock and guided it inside me as I squatted down. It felt amazing as it penetrated my swollen and aroused pussy. I had desperately needed to be fucked and now I was desperately fucking the restrained David. Oh. My. God.
I nearly fainted when I came. I’m really not sure how I maintained my balance but I’m sure he felt my contracting pussy walls trying to milk the semen from his cock. His moans told me this. It was glorious after being aroused all day.
He hadn’t cum when I climbed off of him. I removed the condom and put it the bin then went about releasing him.
“What the fuck just happened?” he asked once he was free of the helmet.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I replied. He looked at me slyly.
“Ok, play it that way,” he said. “I’ll see you tomorrow, right?”
“Wouldn’t miss it,” I replied. And I didn’t.
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