True Sex Stories: Hand Job

True Sex Stories: Hand JobA week of waiting culminates in a fast and furious make out session. And, of course, some fast and furious orgasms.

when i reflect on my sexual past i can’t recall even one time giving a guy a hand job till completion. of course this is usually due to sex or oral sex or even anal sex. i have to say, giving a hand job is pretty fucking hot.

i was laying on my back gripping the black iron bars of his headboard. he was between my legs with two fingers inside of me and his tongue flicking at my clit. the window was open and i was well aware of it as i groaned to “fuck” and “god”. i kept pushing against his fingers wanting more and more.

“fuck me.”

“fuck me.”

“fuck me.”

the need to be fucked was unbearable. i wanted him to cave in, throw on a condom and rail me even if it meant we weren’t going to feel flesh against flesh. the pressure inside of me was about to explode. i wanted to scream in agony and frustration.

cold steel was pressed against my cunt. i calmed slightly to pay attention. slowly he pushed the Njoy Eleven inside of me. immediately i was coming, not breathing and shuddering. remembering what we had discussed via email i swung my leg over him and was on my hands and knees. my head fell to the bed as i felt the weight and pressure of the steel cock going in and out of me.

his hand clashed against my ass and i yelped. the hits grew harder as he focused on one cheek. at one point i fell to the bed in pain. the sting was intense along with the metal fucking. his hands would switch and assault the other cheek. he was hitting much harder than before and i was loving every sting, hit and slap. i could feel the heat radiating off my ass as his hand came down or rested on my skin.

at this point i was squirming and getting restless.

“make me come.”

“make me come.”

“make me come,” i chanted relentlessly.

i couldn’t take it anymore and swung my leg back so i could be back on my back. he moved the Eleven in all the right places so i could come as my fingers rubbed my clit.

“yesssss,” he hissed as i frantically came.

i laid there gasping for air. he laid on his side beside me and i grabbed his cock and started jacking him off. pre-cum was flowing and i would moan every time more and more came out. i kept getting faster and his body was jerking. i needed more lube, his hand went between my legs, started from the bottom opening of my cunt and wiped all the way to my clit and rubbed it all over his cock. i let out another moan as my hand flowed freely up and down on his cock. it didn’t take long for him to cum in my hand and against my thigh. i slowly worked the cum up and down till he was flaccid.

“do you will make it another seven days?” he asked.

i shook my head “no”.

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