The Cecile F. Nelson Mansion

Being in a large metropolitan area, I decided to look for apartments in the downtown area. In the listings I found, "Singles only. Complimentary rent possible." With very little information available, I called the number and found a pleasant female voice that asked me my age. When I replied, "25," she encouraged me to come over right away. "This apartment will go fast," is what she said, and I wondered if there was only one apartment available. I needed a cheap place to live, since my job at the bank was a fairly low-paying position. 

I dressed in my best suit and showed up at the address later that morning. After checking in at security, a young lady came out and met me. "Tom? I'm Olivia. I spoke with you earlier. I'm so glad you could make it." 

She led me to a front office, and as I followed her I couldn't help but notice her firm butt wiggling in her tight skirt. Hopefully she always dressed like this. She smiled sweetly as she instructed me to sit, informing the that, "Miss Waverly will be out shortly. " It wasn't long before an elegant middle-aged lady came out and said, "Tom, please come in." 

She was very pleasant and told me how glad she was that I was interested in the apartment. She explained that the apartment was modest, but it was right in the middle of downtown (very centrally located). "The best part is, if you qualify during the interview, you get the apartment for free." 

She smiled as I couldn't contain my amazement, and I asked, "How can you just give away apartments?" Her face turned serious and she explained that her clientele was discerning females with money, and this entire building catered to their demands. The only men to reside in the building would be young, good-looking, single, and naked. 

Naked! Did I not hear correctly? My face gave away my surprise once again, and she said, "our name should give it away. Celice Fay Nelsson Mansion ...... CFNM. Ms. Nelsson was a wealthy woman who believed that women should be dominant over men, and her influence made it possible for her to create this privately-funded apartment building where all the men are naked, while the women enjoy being fully clothed. We have seven floors of apartments (with stores and a restaurant on the ground floor), with 50 women clients and 20 male guests. If you abide by the rules, you live completely rent-free.  If you want a tour of the rest of the building, you will have to remove all your clothes."

My face must have been a deep shade of red, but I knew that I needed an apartment, and I wanted to make sure this wasn't a joke. I asked how such a thing was possible, and she calmly told me that it was all quite legal, and on this private property the men would sign a lease agreeing to all the rules. If I was interested, she would interview me and give me a complete tour. If I felt that the agreement was not for me, I should leave right away. As scary as it seemed, I relied on my big balls to say, "sure, let's interview." 

She began asking me very personal questions, and I answered as well as I could. A lot were about appearance, such as, "do you shower and shave every morning?" "Do you shave your pubic hair?" "Do you masturbate every day?" "How often do you exercise?" "Are you in a committed relationship?" "Are you circumcised?" "Do you cum more than once a day?"

I must have passed the interview, because she finally asked, "Well Tom, would you like a tour?" I was quite curious and only a bit apprehensive as I stood up and said, "Sure, let's do it." I wasn't quite sure what I was getting into as she showed me into the front hallway and a door that said, "Visitors." She smiled and said, "I'll meet you inside. The girls will help you."

Not knowing what to expect, I I entered the visitor's room to find two girls in bikinis motioning me to follow them. "Welcome to Nelsson's Mansion, let us help you," one pretty girl said. I walked closer and they both started unbuttoning my shirt and undoing my pants.  

"I .... I can do that myself............ am I supposed to get naked right here?" I asked in surprise, wondering what these sexy girls had in mind. 

"Oh, we do everything for you. Miss Waverly wants our guests to feel pampered," one girl said as she started pulling my pants down. I felt embarrassed as I stood there while their soft hands removed my clothes, feeling my body as I slowly became naked. As they matter-of-factly removed my clothes, my underwear was the last thing to come off, and one girl stared directly at my limp penis and said, "oh yes, Miss Waverly will be pleased." 

I must describe myself now without sounding too vain. I'm 25 and people have told me I'm handsome. I've always exercised, so my arms and chest are firm and my stomach is tight, showing off my slim, fit body. I've got a plump penis that hangs five inches when soft, and stands up pretty high when my full eight inches becomes erect. I've shaved my balls for three years, mostly because I saw such great shaved balls when I watched porn, but I got used to the smooth feel, and wanted to maintain the sensation. I considered shaving around the rest of my penis, but decided that it was too much trouble. 

As one of the girls put my clothes securely in a locker, the other girl brushed her hand across my firm ass and took my hand as she pulled me toward a door. "Come with me .... they'll want to make sure you're clean," she said as she opened the door and handed me off to four girls in bikinis.

This larger room was a shower room, with several shower stands with shower heads spraying water. I saw Miss Waverly standing at the other end of the room, watching closely as I was ushered inside. 

"Hi girls ....... take good care of him ............. he may be moving in," the girl said as she patted my butt. She left, and the four girls took me by the hand and led me to a shower stand. In the open room, anyone could see all the showering activity that occurred. 

"Just relax and we'll get you clean. Everybody showers before they come into the building," a pretty girl said (they were all pretty), and I felt a bit nervous being naked as four girls began running their hands over my wet body, applying soap until I was lathered up. Was this my 'audition' in front of Miss Waverly, or my induction into the apartment building? Was I supposed to get hard for Miss Waverly to see? She was already seeing me naked.

All four girls ran their hands over my wet body, squirting soap to make me sudsy and slippery. One girl put her hand under my balls, bouncing them slightly as she squeezed and pulled to make them 'pop' out of her hand. That gave me a jolt, and I felt my penis begin to fill out as the situation became more exciting. One girl squeezed my swelling penis, and I felt it grow and point up as more hands moved freely around my soapy body. If Miss Waverly wanted to see my hard penis, she would get a good view very quickly. 

My full eight inches stood up proudly as the girls felt my soapy body, and one girl was stroking my shaft as another pulled my slippery balls down to stretch them. "Oh, you're doing a great job. I think you've got me really clean," I offered, afraid that they would get me too excited if they kept up their attention. 

"Just relax and let us finish our job ..... Miss Waverly's watching," one girl said as she slid her hand on my slippery cock. Her finger rubbed across my swollen knob, making me gasp at the jolt she sent up my body. Was this girl trying to make me cum? 

"Mmm, this is a big one ......... nice and fat ............big balls, too.......... " a girl said as her hand explored my cock and balls. With four girls exploring my naked body, I was feeling a sexual excitement I had never experienced before. I was being displayed as four girls played with my naked body, apparently wanting to make me cum. Is this what Miss Waverly wanted?

My pleasure was building so much that I decided to give her what she wanted. Was I supposed to cum in front of her? Was this a part of the interview? Did she have to see how a guy squirted before she could admit them into the building? She was still on the far wall, watching intently as the four girls made me very excited. I even ran my hands along their wet bodies, even if they kept their swim suits on. I groped one girl's firm breast, squeezing through her bikini top while she pulled my slippery balls. She squeezed even harder, and I felt my knees begin to buckle as my orgasm rose up my body.

I reached out and held onto some of their shoulders as I felt the sperm rising in my body. The first squirt shot out like a fire hose, spraying four feet across the shower floor. More squirts followed, spraying into the air before falling to the wet floor to be washed away. I felt exhausted as the girl milked me, making sure that all my cum was forced out of my balls. When I finally stopped cumming, I was hanging onto the girls' bodies just so I could keep from falling. 

"Ooooh, you squirted good! I think Miss Waverly will like that. Did that feel good?" the girl stroking my penis asked, as if my explosive orgasm hadn't given her all she needed to know. I didn't have words as I felt her hand continue to squeeze my empty penis, making sure I was finished. 

"He had a lot of cum. It must have been his first one this morning," one girl said. The girl holding my penis said, "maybe I'm just good at my job. I like making  guys cum. He sure squirted a lot. Let's get his cleaned up." She rubbed across my peehole to feel the little bit of sperm oozing out, and then dropped my penis as it had no more to offer.

The other girls were still sliding their hands over my soapy body, and my 'penis handler' knelt behind me and ordered me to "bend over." I was unsure what she meant, but the other girls pulled on my shoulders until I bent over, giving her access to my exposed butt. Two of the girls reached down and pulled my soft cheeks apart, and my 'penis handler' poked a finger directly at my exposed asshole. Her finger was so slippery, it went right inside.

"Aahhh!" I cried as I felt her finger invade my virgin asshole. What was she trying to do? Did they want to turn me into a sissy-boy? Her finger kept prodding into my anus, pushing deep enough to feel my prostate. Oohhh, I felt a warm sensation as her wiggling finger made me feel a new sensation.

"Hmm, I think he's pretty clean," the 'penis handler' declared as she pulled her finger out of my asshole and inspected the result. The other girls giggled, and one girl said something about 'virgin' as if they inspected every asshole that came through their shower room. I guess it was just part of their job.

Next, I was pulled away from the spraying water and wrapped in towels. The girls wiped and rubbed to get the water off my body, and one even got a blow-dryer to get my hair dry. As I was mostly presentable, they placed a towel around my shoulders and escorted me over to Miss Waverly. 

"So, how did he do, girls?" Miss Waverly asked as she reached out to take my hand. I offered my hand, knowing that my naked body was on display for her approval. 

"Oh, he's a real squirter! Better than Jake........  twelve times, I think. I thought you saw how he came," one girl reported, apparently comparing me to a current tenant. Did our free rent depend on our ejaculation ability? 

"Oh, maybe I saw a little something squirting out. You girls were having so much fun. Is he clean inside, too?" Miss Waverly asked with a smile.

"Mmm, I felt up inside .......... he's pretty tight. I think he's clean," my 'penis handler' responded.

"You didn't see how high he squirted? He got some in my hair! He definitely cums more than Jake," another girl offered, and I felt like a prize bull at auction. Were my balls big enough? Was my dick acceptable? Did I squirt high enough to be admitted into their exclusive 'fem-dom' apartment? I felt a surge of excitement as the girls assessed my sexual ability. 

"You did a good job, girls. It looks like he wants a repeat performance," Miss Waverly said with a smile. I looked down and saw that my penis was already getting hard again.