Forced Handjob Novels & Stories

“Babe, use your fingers on me until I cum!” I lube up his ass and my fingers and work them in after massaging the area briefly, his ass is getting more used to this, I can tell as he relaxes the muscles allowing me to easily reach his prostate. I massage his prostate and feel him buck his hips as I get him close a couple times. On the third time that I feel his hips bucking, I feel his muscles tighten and see a stream of cum shoot out onto my bed. “Fuck! sorry babe, i wasn’t even sure that I would cum so hard. I just had heard of cuming hands free.”

He used his hands to guide my movements, my head falling back as I allowed him to take control. His hand slid down, gripping my ass, while the other patted my hip, urging me to move. And I did. Just as the front door knocked again, Hayden grunted, his lips finding my neck. "Hands up," his husky voice commanded, his eyes fixed on mine as he waited for me to comply. I slowly lifted my arms, placing them above my head. His grip on my hips tightened, and he thrust into me forcefully. A moan escaped my lips, and I shut my eyes, feeling nothing but raw pleasure coursing through me. His thrusts started off slow, his hands guiding my hips to match his rhythm.

He’s being rougher, and it’s exciting. I like him this way. Gripping and molding my hand to him to help work him up as much as I am. Sliding up and down through the fabric of his jeans and getting wetter with every groan he elicits. I manually start getting him off, confident in my skill, seeing as I had already pleased him this way once before. There’s something so satisfying about holding the power of pleasure in your hand and administering it to him. Making him weak, making him moan.

“Soaked for the man who’s not supposed to touch you.” He pumped hard, curling, thumb grinding my clit until I was writhing, begging. “Please Jeffrey I need you inside me” He added a third finger, stretching me, scissoring. “You sure you can take my cock, baby? Been dreaming about ruining this tight pussy for years.” I came hard around his fingers, back arching, juices flooding his hand as I screamed his name. He didn’t give me time to recover. He spread my thighs wide, lined up, and pushed in—one long, merciless thrust that buried every inch of his fat cock inside me.

In return my cock twitched in response to her look of longing and she smiled a beautiful smile. Reaching out she wrapped her small pretty hand around the shaft of my hard cock. Her hand was so cool and soft on my cock and I could feel the blood pumping into my cock as I swelled up larger at her touch. Cindy started pumping her hand up and down on my cock and I was surprised at how firmly she gripped my cock until I realized that she had obviously had given a handjob before because she seemed so confident.

Ready. He moaned. Loudly . Head dropping forward. I circled. Teased. Didn’t push in. “Jace… ” “Yeah?” “Stop teasing.” “Make me.” He reached back. Grabbed my wrist. Forced two fingers inside himself. We both groaned. So tight. So hot. Clenching around me like he never wanted to let go. He rocked back. Fucking himself on my fingers. Slowly . Deep. Breath hitching every time I curled them.

And before I knew what, his fingers were grabbing my shorts and yanking them down my legs. Oh my god, everything was happening so fast, I could barely blink. His hand immediately reached for my dick and he started to touch me there, fondling my balls as he took my lips and kissed me harder. He stroked my dick, pumping with his fist and shudders ran down my spine. Pleasure, raw and sweet racked my body. I moaned into his lips, enjoying the handjob he was giving me. Slowly, I began to harden in his hand, my dick pulsing so hard, my body responding to him in a manner that said: I've missed you so much, my love.

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.

The tall finger playing with my flower bud. supported by his teasing thumb, making the best figure on my core- infinite. “Somebody is wet for me...” I bit my lower lip, and before I hummed in agreement, his thick finger slid inside my core, making me hiss in pleasurable pain. I threw my head back on his shoulder, only to give him more access to his teasing words to play with me. My core tried to adjust the one, and then he made it two. “Ahhh...,” Words choked, only pleasure dripping from my mouth.

Russ knew he was going to like this job. On Sunday, he was with Hao for just two clients. Both were stunners, got oral, and one sucked Russ as Hao ate her. The third requested privacy. While Hao was busy with the third client, Kim spent the hour teaching Russ the finer points of masturbating a woman by using Lan first and then her own pussy. He managed to bring both to orgasm twice. On Tuesday, Kim took Russ under her wing and worked with clients actually doing massages. Clients were told this was a free four-hand special. There were no special services even offered to these clients.