Best Handjob Story Novels & Stories

He kept trying to get closer, but I gently pulled him away and asked him to stop. Coaxing him back, I granted his request and promptly inserted my hand inside his shorts. There I felt a bit wet not only because of the seawater but because of the liquid coming out of the head of his manhood. Jack's penis was long, big, hard, and too hot in the palm of my hand. "Aahh... Ma," Jack moaned softly again. I increased the pressure that I was applying to Jack's manhood by gripping it even more firmly. It was hard as a rock. The sticky and extremely hot rubbing of it on my hand could be heard as I masturbated. I could see Jack was enjoying with the handjob I was giving him.

“I didn’t get to touch you anywhere last time. Let me. Please.” Couldn’t say no to that. He admired her silhouette as she opened the package with her teeth. Sky smoothed her left hand up his thigh and he withheld a shiver at her tender touch. Placing the latex over the head of his cock, she rolled it down to the root. She curled her hand around the girth and stroked. His cock jerked hopefully in her hand. “You were pulling pretty hard and fast in the shower. Doesn’t that hurt?” “No. Another time I’ll teach you the secret to a great handjob. Right now, lay back.”

I begged as I leaned in closer, reaching down to touch him. He groaned as he took his free hand and grabbed mine. I thought he was going to refuse again, but to my surprise he led my hand to his cock, before releasing it from his other hand. He wrapped my hand around it, & I moaned as I felt how hard he was for me. I gripped his dick tightly & he groaned as he began guiding my hand up & down his shaft. He took two fingers of his free hand & plunged them into my wet cavern as I stroked him.

“No. I said handjob only. I am not sucking you off, Eric. That was not the deal and it is not happening.” “Please,” he begged, hips pushing forward into my hand. “Just the tip. Or even for a few seconds. It would feel so much better. I will do the next three problems perfect if you do it. I promise.” “No,” I said again, louder this time, my voice cracking with how mad and embarrassed I felt. “Stop begging. It makes you sound pathetic. Keep your hands to yourself and let me finish this.”

but i shush him by putting my finger on his lips while my other hand opens his zipper. "Dear lord!" ....what...are you...kitten??.....ahh feels good....don't.....stop!" He moans in my ears. So I gently push him down on the little bench next to my front door where the garden lights are not shining and I push my hand inside his boxer and he closes his eyes while his heartbeat raises. I slowly start stroking his manhood, I feel it comes alive almost immediately and I smirk. I put some spit on my hand to make it go smoothly as I'm moving up and down his rod with my hands putting a little pressure and within minutes I push him over the edge and he cums in my hands.

He hadn't thought she would really touch him so when he'd felt her perfect elegant hand enclosing him, he'd almost come immediately. And then he'd got carried away, ordering her to suck him. But she'd done it! Even the sound of her sobbing hadn't detracted from the soft damp warmth of her lovely pure mouth enclosing his dick and the ecstatic feeling around his cock as he'd fucked it. His first handjob and blowjob from the gorgeous wonderful Penny Love!

he said, grinning. She giggled and did as he bade, bringing her free hand up and cradling his pendulous sack as she continued stroking. "Does that feel good?" Alex asked. "Is this what a handjob is?" she asked, causing herself to blush. He chuckled and nodded. "This is most definitely a handjob, and it feels really good. Don't let guys tell you that they need intercourse or a blowjob to cum. Plenty of guys can get off with a little lubrication and some female assistance. After all, this is how we bring ourselves off." She looked up and saw him raise his hand and wiggle his fingers. Nodding, she ran her fingers up and down his shaft.

Then she did something that made my brain short-circuit. She pressed four fingers from one hand against my dripping cunt and started pushing inside. “Oh fuck… Lena…” I moaned as she stretched my pussy wide. She worked slowly but relentlessly, adding her thumb until her entire fist was pressing against my entrance. “You’re going to take my fist tonight, baby,” she growled. “I want to feel how deep this greedy cunt can go for me.” I was breathing hard, nervous but so fucking turned on. “Please… fist my slutty pussy.”

three times in two weeks. Rachel, twenty-eight, who'd brought her husband for "erectile dysfunction therapy" and now came alone twice a week. Elena, twenty-five, whose boyfriend couldn't make her squirt....but Dr. Stone could, and now she was addicted to the sensation. They all knew why they were there. All knew what happened behind that closed office door. All knew they couldn't stop coming back. One by one, they were called in. One by one, they were thoroughly fucked.