As the sun set over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the room, Sarah and Jake found themselves alone in her bedroom. They had been dating for a few months now, and their chemistry was undeniable. Tonight, however, there was a different kind of electricity in the air.
Sarah had always been intrigued by the idea of giving her first hand job, and she couldn’t deny that the thought of touching Jake in such an intimate way sent shivers down her spine. She had been nervous to bring it up, unsure of how he would react, but when she finally mustered up the courage to mention it, Jake’s eyes lit up with excitement.
“I would love that, Sarah,” he had said, a smile playing on his lips. “I’ve been dreaming about your touch for so long.”
And so, as they sat on her bed, the anticipation between them palpable, Sarah reached out and took Jake’s hand in hers. She could feel the heat of his skin against hers, and she couldn’t help but marvel at the strength and beauty of his hands. They were rough and calloused, a testament to the hard work he put in at his job, but to Sarah, they were the most beautiful hands she had ever seen.
Without saying a word, Sarah began to run her fingers along the length of Jake’s fingers, tracing the lines and contours of his hand. She could see the desire in his eyes, the way they darkened with lust as she continued to touch him. She could feel his heart beating rapidly beneath her touch, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
As she reached the base of his palm, Sarah hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. But Jake took her hand in his, guiding her to the sensitive spot just below his thumb. “Right there,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
Following his lead, Sarah began to massage that spot with gentle, circular motions, eliciting a low groan from Jake. Encouraged by his response, she continued to explore his hand, running her fingers along his palm, tracing the veins that pulsed beneath his skin.
Jake’s breathing grew heavier, his body tensing with anticipation. Sarah could feel the heat of his desire radiating off him, and it only served to fuel her own arousal. She could feel the wetness pooling between her thighs, the ache of need building in her core.
Without warning, Jake captured her lips in a hungry kiss, his hands tangling in her hair as he deepened the kiss. Sarah moaned into his mouth, her body arching against his as she pressed herself closer to him. She could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against her thigh, and she knew that she needed to touch him, to feel him in her hands.
Breaking the kiss, Sarah met Jake’s gaze, her eyes dark with lust. “I want to touch you,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.
Jake nodded, his own desire shining in his eyes. “Please, Sarah,” he begged. “I need you.”
With a shaky breath, Sarah reached out and wrapped her hand around Jake’s cock, feeling the heat and hardness of him in her grasp. She gasped at the feeling of him in her hand, the weight and size of him filling her palm. She began to stroke him slowly, her movements hesitant at first but growing more confident with each passing moment.
Jake groaned at her touch, his hips bucking against her hand as she pleasured him. Sarah could feel the slickness of his pre-cum coating her fingers, a tangible sign of his arousal. She quickened her pace, her strokes becoming more purposeful as she sought to bring him to the edge.
And then, with a guttural cry, Jake came, his body tensing as he spilled himself into her hand. Sarah watched in awe as he shuddered with pleasure, his release painting her hand with his seed. She continued to stroke him through his orgasm, her own desire spiking at the sight of him coming undone beneath her touch.
As Jake’s breathing began to slow, Sarah leaned in and captured his lips in a gentle kiss, tasting the saltiness of his release on his lips. They stayed like that for a long moment, wrapped in each other’s arms, basking in the afterglow of their shared intimacy.
“I love you, Sarah,” Jake whispered, his voice soft and filled with emotion.
“I love you too, Jake,” Sarah replied, her heart overflowing with love and contentment.
And as they lay together in the warm embrace of each other’s arms, Sarah knew that this was only the beginning of their journey together. And she couldn’t wait to explore every intimate aspect of their love, one touch at a time.
First Hand Job Story
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