Cock Caresses - Sex Stories

Cock Caresses

... thumb extending down along the shaft. Gathering the warm, springy skin, I slowly draw my fingertips upward until my pinch holds the tip for a second. My fingers repeat their motions for a minute, caressing upwards from base to tip a few times, each stroke terminating in a pinch and hold, a shake and release.

I feel some slickness as my fingers glide over the tip of his cock. The little slit has leaked some pre-ejaculate fluid, which I spread over his glans. More caresses coax two more droplets of the sticky fluid, enough to pull into thin strands that connect his cock to my fingers for a moment as I draw them away.

I prop myself up over his chest, hair dangling onto his stomach, pushing his boxers down to his knees. I pinch the root of his cock with the fingers of one hand, flicking his balls with my pinkie, massaging the head with my other palm, tracing the slit at the end.

His hips are lifting off the bed in time with my strokes, and his breathing contains faint moans. I drool a blob of spit onto my fingers and tighten my grip, lubricating my hand job with my saliva. He humps up into my fist harder. I jerk him off faster with my wet hand, using my other fingers to caress his balls, lifting them, squeezing them gently, letting them fall. I pull gently on the long, twisty hairs that are scattered over his sac, watching the skin pull away in patches.

My firm, slimy grip produces a delicious squelching sound. Having worked his boxers down to his ankles, I push them ...

... off completely with my foot. My other hand smears the wetness of my spit into his pubic hair, making it all messy and matted.

I straddle him, letting my hair brush his chest while my slightly drooping small breasts brush his cock. My stiff nipples grind gently into the seam between the glans and shaft, one after the other, then drag my strings of saliva up and down the length. I nudge his testes with my breasts, dragging my firm peaks over and around them several times. His hips rise slightly and his rigid cock strains at the caresses of my soft, hanging tits.

I relish times like these when my tits and his cock come together to share their mutual joy. They’re not big, but they are full of wonder, giving and receiving plenty of sexual pleasure.

I drool a string of saliva, watching it slowly descend, positioning the bulb right under his cock head. When it sticks to its target, I spit the remainder noisily, adding a glistening bubbly coating to the shaft.

Settled against him on my side again, I resume caressing his cock, working the warm, slick spit up and down the length and around the head. I jerk him off rapidly, the squishing sound intensifying as I jam my fist down into his dripping balls repeatedly. With my other hand, I caress and fondle his coated sac, pulling at the wet hairs and skin gently.

I push his cock all the way over to one side so that it touches his upper thigh, and let it go, watching the slimy pole snap upright. Back and forth goes his stiff ...