In another topic, Obi mentioned his arm was in a sling. I had made a joke about hoping it was his non-dominant arm, so that he could still masturbate. Then I started thinking about handjobs. Which led to some back and forth discussion, which can be found
here.
The Handylady (M,F)Earlier in the evening, I came in from the nail salon and showed Dan. He told me how pretty they looked. I told him in a nonchalant tone, "I bet they will look even better wrapped around your cock tonight."
I don't use those type of words except in the bedroom, so it caught him off guard. He composed himself and said, "I bet they will."
About 10:00 pm, we were watching a show that I had no interest in, I told him to come in the bedroom at 11:30, and not a minute sooner.
When Dan walked in, I had candles going. I had put on some lingerie he had seen before, but I have never worn for him. My hair was curled and my makeup was done like I was going to walk the red carpet at the Oscars.
I handed him a little gift bag. Within the tissue paper was a pair of dark blue silk boxers. I told him to go in the bathroom and put them on. When he came out, his erection was already in take-off mode and climbing fast. I had him lay down, first on his front. I massaged him for 10 minutes, then used my nails and gave him a light scratching. Dan LOVES when I do this. Up and down his back, his arms, his legs. Then I had him turnover and I did the same to the front.
Before doing his lower half, I had him spread his legs and I knelt between them. I first massaged his legs, then began a light scratch. I saved the inside of his tender thighs for last and he actually let go a light moan.
My fingers reached up inside the legs of his boxers, easily pushing the light material out of the way. Using my fingernails, I very lightly ran the nails along both sides of his sack, bringing out another moan from him. I lightly scratched all over the surface of his sack, reaching under him not quite to his bumhole.
Withdrawing my fingers, I reached for the buttons on the front of the boxers. There were 4 of them. After undoing the top button, and while taking my time slowly undoing the second button, I commented, "I have a surprise for you," I reached for the third button and began undoing it, "I have a landing strip now." I had done it in the hour prior while getting ready.
He started to sit up. I pushed him back and instructed him to lay back and not to interfere with what I was doing.
He laid his head back on the pillow. I undid the final button and spread the silky fabric open and down around his erection. I fished his testicle sack out next. I was left with a gorgeous penis and sack framed by a beautiful blue silk, puddled around its base.
I wrapped my fingers around him loosely and asked if he liked my nails, that I had them done especially for this moment. He leaned his head up and looked down at my hand and told me my nails look beautiful.
I began stroking up and down tantalizingly slow. I stood him up straight and commented on how hard he was tonight. I continued stroking him and whispering sexy comments for about 10 minutes when I noticed the pace of his breathing picking up. So I stopped.
"Come on, Jules," he groaned, knowing I was teasing him.
I told him to close his eyes, that I was going to grab him with my other hand. "Obi gave me this idea," I said. I began stroking. "Does it feel like a strange hand?" My technique with my left was definitely different than my right.
"Yeah, kind of."
"Keep your eyes closed. Pretend it's Barb."
No, not MissBarbara. The Barb I was talking about is a real life friend. She actually set us up years ago. Dan has always thought she was pretty. Which she is. He mentions it on occasion, so I like to tease him that he has a thing for her.
After a couple of minute, I built up some saliva in my mouth. I switched back to my right hand and stroked a couple of times, then I leaned over him and began to drool on the head of his penis. I loosened the grip to allow the saliva to get between my hand and his erection. It was so slippery then. I did this a few times over the next few minutes. It was a little messy, but it was so slick as I loosely stroked him.
Dan told me he was about to cum. I let go of him and told him to sit on the side of the bed. I knelt on the floor in front of him between his spread legs, but not before slipping the straps of my bra off and lowering the cups below my breasts. I drooled some more saliva in my hand and wrapped it around his shaft and began stroking him slowly again.
"Tell me when," I said.
He assumed I had asked so that I had time to take him in my mouth. That wasn't the plan tonight.
A minute later he told me he was about to cum.
"Watch me, baby," I said, smiling up at him.
I got my face to within 6 inches of the head of his penis as I continued stroking him.
I made sure the first spurt wouldn't hit me in the eyes, aiming at my mouth. And that is where it landed - on my smiling lips, while I looked up at him. I closed my eyes and aimed him higher. The next spurts hit on my forehead and once across the eyes and cheek.
Without opening my eyes, I sat up higher on my knees and laid his erection on my left breast. I could feel more ejaculate coming out on my chest. I continued stroking him. I held him straight out and rubbed his head around the surface on my boob, spreading his fluid around. When I felt he was done, I took him in my mouth for a moment and cleaned him up.
I had a wet wash cloth ready and reached down to grab it from the floor where I had placed it prior to him coming in the room. I wiped my eyes clean, but left the rest on my chin, cheeks and lips. I opened my eyes and looked at him and told him I loved him, while licking some off my lips.
This was only the second time I've allowed a facial from him. He seemed to enjoy it. A lot actually.
Afterward, Dan said that I should get my nails done more often.
Possibly a part 2 coming