I’m standing in front of my computer reading ‘Conference’by Lascifious Lucy. Her stories are always arousing, lust enhanced by the vintage illustrations she finds. By the time I got to the second photo my cock was out of my pants and I was squeezing my balls. As I read her sexy story I began to massage my penis, so sensitive from earlier masturbation that it felt like electric shocks as I slid my hand up and down the shaft squeezing the glans each time I got to the end, causing my balls to contract and throb. I begin to stroke faster and arriving at the third photo, that sexy woman is staring right into my eyes watching as I masturbate, maybe it’s Lucy, does she know what I do when I read her stories? I was breathing harder now and I could feel the jism forming and wanting release. By the time I got to the fourth photo and almost the end of the story I could read no further, and ignoring my sore cock I pumped in a frenzy only wanting one thing… to spill my semen onto the floor.