The heels clicked on the floor as she walked up the hallway. He sat with anticipation in the overst
The heels clicked on the floor as she walked up the hallway. He sat with anticipation in the overstuffed chair, and kicked his pants to the side from his foot, giving him room to spread his legs a bit more. His hand flipped and twisted slowly over the head of his cock, and along the entire length of his shaft every so slowly. He was breathing so slowly, the only sounds in the house were 6 inch heels on tile, and the oil on his cock. She stepped into the room and leaned against the far wall, looking down at him and taking in each part of his body in a long stare. His hand sped up instinctively. She stood with her hips cocked in sexy pose, making sure to show off the black glitter heels he had picked out for her as he worked himself slower again. He wanted to have as long as possible to take in all of the gorgeous woman standing in front of him. "Take your shirt off too.“ she said softly, not moving a muscle from the wall. He did as he was told and tossed it to the side across the room as far as he could and now sat back semi reclined, totally naked, wearing only a very thin coat of oil on his cock. Her heels clicked as she walked across the tile towards his chair, and his hand stopped. The sound of her steps was enough to set him off it seemed and he wanted to hold out as long as possible. Her hands rested on the arms of the chair as she leaned over his lap between his legs. She stood with her legs straight, bending only at her hips and making sure her ass was plenty visible off to one side of her shoulders. "All the way back.” she said, softly but firm. He pulled the handle on the side of the chair and pushed the chair back into a more reclined position as she stepped to the side of the chair. "And put your feet up.“ she added. He did as he was told again as her manicured nails ran up his leg, over his knee. She put her hand down behind his knee and gently pulled it towards her. "Bend them.” she whispered. He put his feet together and brought them in closer, bending his knees so that he was spread open again and laying back flat in the chair. Her hand continued, but only for a second before all he felt again was finger tips grazing his inner thigh, then over his balls, and up to the base of his cock and along the underside of the shaft. His hands moved to the arms of the chair and gripped them in anticipation as her finger nail reached the head of his cock and circled it once before she stood back up straight. She reached to the side table and picked up the dark red lipstick he had picked out for her earlier that morning when he was shopping. She spun it open and gave her lips one more touch up, and smacked them together before she put it back down. Her right hand dropped back to his cock as she bent back over, resuming her sexy pose for him. Her left went back to the side table and gently picked up the bottle of massage oil next to the lipstick. As she moved it over his cock she flipped it open with her thumb. A few drops fell and rested on the base of his cock. She added a few more along the underside of the shaft and then pointed him straight up, adding the last few right onto the head. She set the oil back onto the table as her right hand pulled itself, and all of the oil, down his shaft. Her first pass back up his shaft was the single best sound he had heard in his life as the oil slurped between her fingers and his skin. Her left hand joined in, massaging a bit into his balls, as her right glanced over his cock lightly, with just enough pressure to spread the oil around. She looked up at his face and watched as he tilted his head back and closed his eyes. "fffffuuuuuuck…“ he sighed out with a deep exhale. "Is that what you’re imagining right now?” she asked with a smile. Her left hand twisted on his balls gently, giving them a little tug, as her right snugged up around his cock just a bit more, and went from the absolute base all the way up until the very bottom of her closed fist was all that was resting around the head. She did this over and over, always letting the size of his cock gently force her hand open again as she pushed it back down. The sound of her oiled up hand was intoxicating, but nothing compared to the perfect feel of her hand on him. It was too much. His fingers gripped the chair as hard as they could as he tensed up. She watched his stomach muscles flex, and his legs, just before she felt his shaft recoil in her hand. She kept her pace, from base to head, slowly with the same pressure, as he fired off a thick glossy white rope up and over himself. A second fired right after, followed by a deep loud moan of pleasure. A third, just as her hand made it back up to the top of his cock. Just in time to get some on her fingers. The fourth one pumped hard into her closed fist around the head. She kept her hand in place after that, and let him pump as much as he wanted into it. When he was finished pushing out warm cum into her hand, he relaxed and took in a deep breath, mumbling about not being able to feel his hips any longer. She twisted her hand gently and brought it back down, cum and all, over the shaft of his dick, and resumed her slow paced handjob. It was too much, and he felt another orgasm wave over him, even as everything he could possibly shoot was already on his chest, stomach, and being worked along his cock by her hand. After this wave of pleasure, she slipped her hand up over the end of him one more final time and then pulled her hand away. She stood up and held her shiny white cum covered hand up for him to see. He opened his eyes and looked at her, trying desperately to catch his breath. She closed her fingers into a fist, making cum slip out between them with the pressure, and then opened and waved her fingers around admiring the results of her delicate touch. “So,” she asked softly, looking from her hand over to his body, and then up to his face, “… what do you think now?” He shook his head with approval as he took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. "See, I told you,“ she snickered, ”… I know what I’m doing, and I can totally look older when I want to.“ -- source link
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