Best Handjob Story Novels & Stories

I jerked so hard I don't know how he kept his fingers in me, but he did, squeezing his thumb and fingers together to drive me further into my euphoria. "Oh, you bastard! You wonderful bastard!" I was able to yell as he held me against the wall and my body shuddered and lurched involuntarily. Finally, he pulled his thumb and fingers out and stroked my cunt lips letting me down gently. "And that's just the beginning," he said. "Now get on with the story." "I can't talk," I gasped. "Wait until I catch my breath." "O.K." *****

I pull my fingers out to coat them in our mingled juices, chuckling when he whines. “Shh. I’ve got you.” I promise, slipping three fingers back inside. He stiffens at first but I kiss him until he begins to relax. I spread my fingers, stretching him wide to make sure he can take me but he doesn’t resist. I know we’re good when he starts to fuck himself on my hand. “Turn around and put your hands on the wall.” I order and wait for him to comply. “Good boy. Now stick that sweet ass out for me.”

He said desperately, and I burst out laughing while clutching my stomach. "All right, let me give you a hand job," I said, and he kissed me on the cheeks quickly. So I drew his short down and gripped his erect shaft with my strongest, well-lubricated hand. Slowly, I move my hand up and down the shaft in a fluid motion, never losing complete contact with it and closing my grip as my fingers top the head. At first, I worked slowly along the entire length. As he got closer to cum, he began moaning and digging my hair while exhaling. "Faster please!" he yelled.

His hand came down, resting easily on her inner thigh and stroking softly. "Well, I had sex with Dex, his brother Jack, and John, and they all three came in a different hole," she began. "Plus, it was my first double-penetration." "Mmm, nice and dirty," Jake said, an approving smile on his face. "I'm proud of you." "Aww, thanks," she said. "To tell you the truth, I'm a little sore from all the fun. My poor pussy," she sighed, frowning at him.

My mind was sent into an overdrive. “Or are you a slut for me only?” His smirk deepened, looking at me with those hungry eyes. Without any warning, he grabbed my hand and placed it over his hard dick. “Give me a handjob.” It was clearly an order. If it were any other day, I would tell him to fuck himself but right now I was seconds away from begging him to fuck me. Something about him being so demanding and dominant was doing things to me. I loved it but I also hated it, if that made any sense.

She was not the best handjob I got but her innocence was such a big turn-on as her hand fumbling with inexperience. She increased her speed once she saw how much I was enjoying this. I was groaning with pleasure as I was on the edge. I was not sure if I'd be able to control myself anymore from Cumming. It took some more strokes for me to lose my sanity and I came with a loud groan all over her hand. At first, she was frozen by the sight of my cum but then she got her composure back. I looked at her face and found her smiling, I smiled back then took hold of her arms and pushed her back onto the mattress

I came hard, screaming his name as my pussy clenched around his fingers, juices flooding his hand. But he wasn’t done. He pulled his fingers out and looked at me with dark, hungry eyes. “I’m going to fist you,” he said, voice rough. “You’re going to take my whole hand like the dirty girl you are.” I moaned at the words, spreading my legs wider. He slicked his hand with my juices and slowly pushed four fingers inside me, then his thumb. The stretch was intense, burning in the most delicious way as he worked his hand deeper. I cried out, my pussy stretching around his fist as he pushed in until his knuckles were inside me.

Jordan agreed with wide eyes. “Shut up… Finish the story,” I barked. “Which one?” Jordan asked. “The blowjob, asshole.” “No, which one? Shut up or finish the story? It’s impossible to do both, so which one?” Jordan asked with a sly smile. “Just finish the damn story… please.” “Okay,” Jordan said. He could hear the squelching noises coming from my fingers in my soaking wet pussy, and I noticed his cock throbbed visibly in his shorts. “So ah… she… kept going… and ah… I ah—”

I pushed me against the shower wall and lifts my hands up pinning them beside my head. "Stop me now" He tells me I push him back and turn my back to him rubbing my ass up against him. I place my hands on the wall bending over and arching my back as the water runs over me. He growls and grips my hips and slides into my wet folds. In one swift thrust he's inside me. I scream out not realizing how big he really is. Jamie runs in and groans. "Well I see someone started the party early" He says eyeing me

The head is mushroom shaped, like a cute crown and the body is even better, and again, like I imagined, there’s one vein running from the underside of his tip all the way to the base. I heard him chuckle, “Baby, are you going to stare at it all day or actually do something?” Oh right, what was I supposed to do again? Oh yeah, a handjob, how do I do that? Should I text Anna and ask her? No, that’d be weird. Okay, Ughmm, let’s just calm down and think. I’ve watched a good amount porn and thanks to Anna’s influence, she’s a bad influence and in the videos I’ve seen, the female runs her hand up and down the guy’s length, sometimes with two hands but I’ll start with one.