Handjobs
Someone asked me once how many handjobs I had given to blokes over the years?
A difficult question, as I usually went down on them as well. Pure handjobs are such a joy to give, feeling his cock and balls as you rub away at it. Then you can feel it, then the joy of watching his cum spurting out, sometimes in the air, sometimes over you!
Obviously my first was my brother, then some of his friends. Once I'd learnt how to do it properly I soon had guys asking me to bring them off.
I gave quite a few at school, in cupboards, in the playground, anywhere we could be undisturbed for a few minutes!!!
In the cinema was always nice, I often left with a tired arm.
At work it was usually a blow job, but at parties guys seemed to like a quick wank.
There is something about just rubbing it, watching it grow, then the delight as it erupts.
I guess I must have wanked off a few thousand cocks , not including blow jobs. !Some unusual ones were when I was quite young and met some older guys in the park or somewhere. They seemed to enjoy it more, having a sweet young girl tossing them off, and they took longer to cum.I enjoyed helping the old guys ourt. One was a neighbour who just have been 70+, I was walking home from school, still in my school uniform, as I was walking past his house I noticed him in the window, he had his cock out, watching out for school girls to play with himself.
I stopped and looked straight at him, he disappeared, so , feeling naughty I just knocked on his door. He took a long time answer, but eventually he did.
Before he could say anything I asked if he needed a hand. I walked past him, into his house, by the window I saw some mags on the table, Fiesta, Readers wives etc.
I started looking through them, he didn't know what to do or say, so I rubbed the front of his trousers. He looked a bit worried as I unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out. I was surprised at how big it was, a good 8 inches and was soon hard. I started wanking it for him, smiling , I guess he wasn't used a schoolgirl doing it as he came quickly, but he did come a lot.
I just left him standing there with his trousers round his ankles, his cock dribbling cum.
"Same time tomorrow." I said as I left, grinning. Like my ex teacher later on, it became a regular thing, well, a couple times a week.
I used to strip for him so he could cum on me.
Other times I've caught the bus home after being out with my boyfriend, there were always guys who lived my way and I'd often end up in the back seats upstairs on the bus tossing a few off.
I'll write about some more experiences of my times wanting guys off later.
Any questions, just ask?
Anna.
A difficult question, as I usually went down on them as well. Pure handjobs are such a joy to give, feeling his cock and balls as you rub away at it. Then you can feel it, then the joy of watching his cum spurting out, sometimes in the air, sometimes over you!
Obviously my first was my brother, then some of his friends. Once I'd learnt how to do it properly I soon had guys asking me to bring them off.
I gave quite a few at school, in cupboards, in the playground, anywhere we could be undisturbed for a few minutes!!!
In the cinema was always nice, I often left with a tired arm.
At work it was usually a blow job, but at parties guys seemed to like a quick wank.
There is something about just rubbing it, watching it grow, then the delight as it erupts.
I guess I must have wanked off a few thousand cocks , not including blow jobs. !Some unusual ones were when I was quite young and met some older guys in the park or somewhere. They seemed to enjoy it more, having a sweet young girl tossing them off, and they took longer to cum.I enjoyed helping the old guys ourt. One was a neighbour who just have been 70+, I was walking home from school, still in my school uniform, as I was walking past his house I noticed him in the window, he had his cock out, watching out for school girls to play with himself.
I stopped and looked straight at him, he disappeared, so , feeling naughty I just knocked on his door. He took a long time answer, but eventually he did.
Before he could say anything I asked if he needed a hand. I walked past him, into his house, by the window I saw some mags on the table, Fiesta, Readers wives etc.
I started looking through them, he didn't know what to do or say, so I rubbed the front of his trousers. He looked a bit worried as I unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out. I was surprised at how big it was, a good 8 inches and was soon hard. I started wanking it for him, smiling , I guess he wasn't used a schoolgirl doing it as he came quickly, but he did come a lot.
I just left him standing there with his trousers round his ankles, his cock dribbling cum.
"Same time tomorrow." I said as I left, grinning. Like my ex teacher later on, it became a regular thing, well, a couple times a week.
I used to strip for him so he could cum on me.
Other times I've caught the bus home after being out with my boyfriend, there were always guys who lived my way and I'd often end up in the back seats upstairs on the bus tossing a few off.
I'll write about some more experiences of my times wanting guys off later.
Any questions, just ask?
Anna.
1 month ago