Jared Hand Chapter 7 by Jacob442011@gmail.com - feedback welcome!
I'd never been held that way after orgasm, like Jim held me, firm yet kind, in control yet not forceful. I'd held women like that, but he was holding me.
After an indeterminate time, Jim guided me, my legs wobbly, and lay me down in bed. My brain was a delightful, confused haze, registering only some of what was happening - my panties were gone, I was completely naked, Jim was naked, spooning me, Jim's arm was on my belly, Jared was gone... Jared, my old friend, had exquisitely sucked the bejesus out of my cock... Lord God. The bed sheets were cool, soft, pleasant, and Jim's body felt both wrong (who gets spooned by a man?) and right (I strangely liked the feel of Jim's muscular, naked masculinity).
Jim's warmth moved away, and he said, roll on your belly. I complied, and his strong hands began to knead my naked body. Then, there was warm oil, and the hands were squeezing, sliding, pressing, caressing... Jim's hands were everywhere, my shoulders, my back. I moaned as he worked my stiff buttocks. Then, he reached under my chest and cupped my breasts, fondling my nipples.
I cooed, and arched my back.
That's it, Cassie girl, he said, moan for me, Honey.
Oooooh, I replied.
The hands and oil slid down, around, and over my belly, then up to my pecs and nipples, and pushed me down and began to work my buttocks and the backs of my legs.
You, I began, then paused to moan before continuing, really know -aaah - what you are doing.
Why thank you, Cassie. Jim said smiling... His hands touched me almost everywhere, but he did not touch my cock and balls. I started to want to feel his hands on my cock, to be taken again, at which point he stopped touching me altogether.
I rolled over on my back, spreading my legs, to give him full view. He smiled, poured oil, and his fingers ranged across my quads and inner thighs and chest... they moved around my cock and balls but did not touch them.
I felt myself begin to pout. Baby, please... I begged, thrusting my cock up and toward him, getting hard and horny, wanting more.
Jim winked and stopped, stepping back. Come here, Cassie, he told me.
I did as I was told, and found myself standing before a full length mirror, naked, semi hard, body glistening with oil. I felt relaxed and horny and nervous and wrong. I wanted to see a naked woman, to feel a woman in my hands, and yet, I couldn't help but be drawn to Jim's Greek-god physique. He stood next to me, also naked, cock also beginning to get hard - abs and arms and quads chiseled with muscle.
He looked me up and down, and I realized I was doing the same with him. I'd been in many a locker room and seen many a naked man, cocks, and balls. But, I'd never found a man so captivating as I did Jim right now. I liked staring at him almost as much as I liked staring at naked women.
Cassie, Jim said in that voice of his that was warm yet left no doubt who was in charge.
Yes.
Are you ready to complete the next phase?
Next phase? I wondered aloud.
Oh, yes, baby, the next phase.
Well... I began, unsure.
Well, Jim replied.
Uh, sure, I said tentatively.
Good, Jim said. Put this on.
He handed me a pair of tiny, pink, thong panties.
My cheeks reddened, but I did as I was told, sliding them up my legs and over my cock and balls - well, over as best I could - my balls were spilling out the sides, and my cockhead was poking up and out. The thong seemed to go up my ass, and I tried to adjust the panties to get myself in them better while moving the thong off my anus. But, I only managed to make my cock stick out more and make the thong pull tighter, causing me to moan at the pressure in spite of myself.
What the hell? I thought as Jim reached over and grabbed a matching pink lingerie bra, handing it toward me.
He read the look on my face.
Are you going to be a good girl, baby? Jim asked.
Uh - bra? Jim, I don't know... I mean, panties are one thing, but a bra...?
Are you? Jim asked, as if I had not spoken.
Well, uh...
He set the bra aside and moved quickly behind me, his warmth pressing against me as he cupped my breasts, then one hand palmed my panties, cock, balls...
Ooooh, I could not help but saying...
Are you going to be a good girl for me, Cassie? Be my sexy lady?
Jim's fingers were thick and strong, and they glided across the oil and skin, caressing my belly, circling my nipples, squeezing my breasts, flicking my nipples.
Aaaah... Okay Honey, okay, I said to Jim.
That's my girl, Jim said, pinching and then slapping my ass.
Tentatively, I put the pink bra cups up to my chest, and Jim adjusted, then fastened it behind me. My once tightly muscled pecs had taken on a softer exterior, covering muscle that is still there with a layer of softness.They weren't anything so full as women's breasts, so the bra rather perched on top of my chest.
I studied myself in the mirror, wearing my bra and panties, Jim's hands over and around my shoulders, clasped loosely across my belly. Like he was my boyfriend, or something. I was nervous, baffled, and oddly turned on, observing Jim's admiring gaze.
Well Cassie, you are looking like quite the sexy lady. One of his hands caressed my belly.
Mmm, Jim said, just how I like you, and I felt his cock stir and stiffen, pressing my buttocks.
Oooh, I replied, swishing my ass against him.
Alright, Jim said, and took me by the hand and led me into an adjoining room.
It was dark except for one lit candle, flickering. My eyes took a moment to adjust, and then I saw, sitting in a large reclining chair, naked, legs open, hand slowly stroking his cock, my old friend Jared. He watched me with lust in his eyes.
Remember Cassie? Jim asked.
Jared nodded.
She got all dressed up for you, Jim said. How does she look?
Very nice, Jared said throatily.
He likes you Doll, Jim said to me. What do you think of him?
I, uh, I like him, too.... I managed, cheeks burning, head spinning, staring into the eyes of my friend, trying to figure out what the hell I was doing in pink thong panties and matching bra, trying to figure out why my eyes were pulled like never before to Jared's cock...
That's good Sweetheart, Jim said to me. Real good. What's not good is a man having to play with himself while a pretty lady is here. Don't you agree, Cassie Honey? Our friend Jared should not have to take care of himself, should he?
No, no he should, hrmph, not, I said, eyes glued to Jared's dick. It danced, twitching ever so slightly, calling to me, beginning me to worship it.
No indeed, baby, Jim agreed, no indeed. Why don't you show our friend Jarod your goods?
Butterflies swimming in my belly, I swished across the floor to stop before Jared, running my fingers through my hair, puckering and licking my lips. Oooh, baby, I said to him, forcing my gaze away from his majestic cock so that I stared into his eyes.
Jared's eyes stared back, gaze burning into me. I cupped the bra and my breasts and turned and cha cha cha'd to one side, then back to the other, showing myself to Jared. Licking a finger with one hand, I then sucked it into my mouth, while my other hand caressed my bare belly.
Do you like what you see? I asked my friend, as if outside of my own body.
Mmm, hmm. He said with a lusty, deep voice.
My eyes were drawn back to his hard cock. I couldn't help myself. I licked my lips, and Jared leaned forward, raising his hips and cock and balls toward me. I fell to my knees and placed my hands on either side of his balls, on his inner thighs.
Oooh, Jared told me.
I began to caress his balls with my left hand, and I gently stroked his cock with my right, lightly up and down, feeling its responding stiffness. Oh yeah, I said as he moaned and I stroked more.
How do you like me now, Jared? I asked, staring into his eyes, caressing his balls and cock.
Oh, Cassie, he said to me, I like you very much indeed.
Cassie. My friend was calling me Cassie, while I played with his cock and balls. I felt ashamed. I was a woman here, in this moment. This is crazy. And yet, I was also turned on. I wanted to be the woman, Jared's woman. Jim's woman. Cassie.
Oh you stud, I said, my man!
With that, my resolve crumbled, and I impaled his cock into my head, warm mouth licking and sucking and tasting, taking him as deep as I could, worshipping, gagging a little, sliding his rod out and licking up one side, down the other, tonguing the head, sucking the head, then sliding my head onto his cock again, fondling his balls, licking and sucking and tasting his cock...
Is this really happening? I wondered, as I licked and sucked and tongued. Jared's hands tousled my hair.
Oohh Cassie Honey, he said, don't stop baby, don't stop!
Suddenly, Jared's body tightened, and his hands grabbed my ears like handles and pulled my head back and forth, in and out. I sucked and tongued as he guided me forcefully around and over and across his manhood.
Oh God, oh God, oh God, Jared said to me, then threw his head back and arched his back. His cock somehow got even harder as salty juice pumped into my mouth and throat.
Ack, I coughed, feeling jizz slop out the sides of my mouth, ears aching as Jared pulled my head forward, then shoved it back - fucking my face.
Cassie baby! Jared yelled, and I smiled into his cock and cum, drool mixing with salty jizz as my old friend emptied the last of his seed into me.
End Jared Hand 7
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