Public Handjob Gif Novels & Stories

“I’m happy to still use my hand to get my taste.” Gabe moves my hand away and undoes his pants. Inch by small inch. So fucking slowly. Considering I just came my brains out, I’m still impatient as fuck. I already know this handjob is going to be the kind I’m used to. Rushed. Because I want my prize, and I want it now. What can I say? Hockey players aren’t known for their patience. He barely has his cock free before I’m wrapping my fingers around it. Like he did, I pause to quickly gather some spit to use as lube.

As if we were moving in slow motion, he brings my hand down to him, wrapping my fingers around his length and he hisses loudly again. It was a lot firmer than I initially thought, but soft as well. "Now, move your hand, up and down." He left his hand on mine and assisted my hand up and down, slowly, with a firm grip around my fingers. "Good." He sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. "Now, keep doing that," he said, his voice was rough and low. I continued working his shaft with my hand and he pulls his hand away, letting me continue. He tilts his head back, his hands resting on his forehead and he moans which boosts my libido. My inner sexual Goddess dances with every sound he makes.

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.

[places hands on your chest grabbing shirt] HIM: [slides hand over your waist] Ohho? Collecting I see? Well... why don't you show me your collection? [stares at your body, grabs your hand and unbuttons] If you are so enthusiastic, I don't see why i need to hold back... hehe HIM: [moans] I don't know... just waiting for you i guess? [moans again] Look what you made me do. [Smudges thighs] HER: Oh.....hah! What did i make you do? I wanna see clearly. [moves a bit teasingly over thighs, and slides down slowly with hand movement on your legs]

His body twitched and he moaned out loud, turning me on even the more, I let go of Laura’s hand for her to continue the handjob and put my second hand on his second nipple. I rounded the nipple in my index and pinky finger, playing and rubbing it like it was a ball. “This feels so good! Go faster Laura!” He shut his eyes tight and I saw Laura increase the pacing of her hands, and hand fucking him like her life depended on it. “Yes baby.” He brought Laura closer to him and put his mouth on hers, circling her lips with his tongue and using his hands to play with her boobs. All together,we looked like a weird shaped pretzel.

I moved my left hand up and as I pinched her nipple, I sucked her clit back between my teeth, nipped it, and gave a push on her G spot. Frankie quivered as if she was being electrocuted and a gusher of liquid poured out over my hand. She writhed and cried out again. Her climax cresting, I let go of her nipple, took my mouth off her clit and slid my hand out of her vagina. A rush of fluid followed. She lay there, spent. I looked around. Everybody was staring at us. I licked my hand.

I began sliding my hand back and forth in slow rhythmic motions and he groaned slightly, leaning into me. “Oh, God,” he grunted as my palm and fingers continued working him. His dick was warm and alive in my hand. His muscles tightened as I continued stroking his length and breath, increasing the speed of my strokes gradually. I put my second hand on the tip of his cock and I began massaging that gently. His hands came behind me to grip my ass and I felt the temperature in his cock increasing, as if lit up by the flames of passion. My nipples hardened against his back as my hands continued pleasuring him and my clit throbbed with want. His cock felt good in my hand but I was eager for it to

Fortunately, I didn't feel any suspicious "jelly." Then I slowly pulled my hands out. The assholes gradually closed. They gasped, wanting more, harder, more intensely. It was my duty to give it to them. I put my hands back in, moved them around, fisted the holes and rectums. The bottoms adored it. They started moving their butts, fucking themselves on my outstretched hands, pushing back and forth on them. The guys were literally getting high. No wonder the fabric of their pouches, hiding their naughty joysticks, got wet too.

“Hot. Heavy. Aching for you.” “Stroke it.” He wrapped his fist around the base and dragged up slowly, letting the skin slide over the head. A bead of pre-cum welled up and he smeared it over the crown with his thumb. A low groan tore out of him. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he demanded. “I’m on my back. Legs spread. One hand on my breast, pinching the nipple the way you always did. The other… two fingers sliding over my clit. Slow circles. Just like you taught me.”

I panted and rolled my head back when he leaned down to kiss, lick and bite my breasts through the bra, his hard, calloused fingers pinching the hard buds as I rubbed my thighs together, his hot cock getting heavier and heavier in my palm. He cursed under his breath and pushed his face between my breasts and moaned my name when he trembled. His hips jerked as I felt his hot cum shoot all over my hand and jeans. My eyes lingered on the pearly white seed, licking my lips as I slowly stroked him, his body shivering with sensitivity. After couple more strokes, I pulled my hand from his semi hard dick to his arm, feeling the corded veins tense underneath my touch. That tense muscle made me pull b