Let Me Give You a Hand-Job You’ll Never Forget

Posted by Lauren Lively on January 4, 2019

Among courtesans, gossiping about the length and size and shape of the men’s penises we handle is a kind of group hobby, our “shop” talk (or cock talk). We see long dongs on short men; arrow-headed pricks with sweeping shafts; blunt, battering-ram pussy-splitters; penises that curve elegantly, like fleshy scimitars; and good old, soldier-straight, sloped-head cocks. And we love them all.

Have you watched how an actress caresses her Oscar statue? Like the cock she’s been yearning for all her life. Yes, it’s true what you are always suspected: When professional women like us get together, we do discuss men’s dicks. We compare and contrast them, but rarely do we make fun of them, because they help us make a nice living. And they are so nice to wrap our fingers around. Although I know that there is a man attached to a cock I’m gripping, a penis is a remarkable creature in itself. It responds to touch with lively motions, swelling up and undulating like a snake. Squeeze it gently and it lengthens and “nods” agreeably; squeeze it hard and its head grows red or even purple, hungering for pussy—or a warm, teasing mouth. But a good hand job can feel like creating a work of art. With just my hands, I can have a guy’s eyes rolling back in his head with desperate pleasure as I stroke his johnson to the very precipice of climax, pausing for a few exquisite seconds in that nether land like no other before spilling over into an explosive ejaculation that fills a condom’s cum reservoir to the max.

I handle penises very carefully and lovingly when a client asks me for a hand job. Part of the negotiation for my fee for an HJ is a consultation about what my client is expecting, especially the touch pressure he wants on his buddy. Like the classic movie title, some like it hot: After I fit a condom over an erect penis, I mix a small portion of warming solution into the lubricant that I spread liberally over the condom.

Then I ask him if he wants it bare-handed or gloved? By gloved I mean latex gloves, leather gloves, cotton gloves, and elbow-length silk dress gloves. Whether you’d like to imagine getting jerked off by a beautiful woman doctor or naughty night nurse; a biker gal; a lady Marine; or a debutante, I’m your girl.

I get really excited by military men—actually, any men in uniform. Whenever I see one of them, I feel like marching right up to him, unzipping his stiffly creased pants, pulling out his manhood, and eagerly stroking him to full hardness. There are plenty of ways of showing your patriotism, and massaging a military member’s member is one of the most enjoyable. I call it “waving the flag,” which I mean with the utmost respect.

A cock is the most special part of a man, next to his brains, his handsome face, nice butt, etc. But the dick is distinctive because, when its owner’s eyes spot a sexy bitch, it cannot help but show its true feelings by instinctively growing straight and tall. If the man is clothed, it produces a noticeable bulge; if he’s naked, it’s a raised flesh-lance that begs to be polished.

The most unlikely of men will surprise you with how much penis control they have. I knew a guy once who was publicly really shy and quiet, but privately would produce his magnificent male organ like a proud warrior. Without touching himself, he could make that instrument rise up so that every blood vessel in the shaft was pulsing and the head straining towards the ceiling. Then he could let it relax slightly and begin to slowly soften, then suddenly pop it up again and swing it from side to side.

It was like an erotic lure. I loved to reach out and brush the tips of my fingers lightly over it, then pet it lovingly, appreciating its fine male details, before grabbing it and stroking it rapidly, holding my breath to concentrate, until I sensed the vibrations that signaled that the white sticky stuff was soon to shoot out. His thick cum would emerge in long streams, as if he had been holding it in for a week.

Indeed, that’s what he liked to do. He said he refrained from masturbating from Monday to Friday so he could cum on Satyrday (spelling intentional) so intensely his asshole would contract with the force of each spuming burst. It took the edge off his exhausting work week.

For some clients, a hand job releases sexual tension so they can last longer later in our party after they recover and get ready to fuck me a long time with that cock. One of my clients refers to fucking as being like a languorous ocean voyage that he likes to make at cruising, not flank, speed, his piston pumping me steadily and dreamily, and a hand job makes a good appetizer before the main course.

One of my favorite sexual performances is something I call The Interview. My client sits in an easy chair, seemingly ready to fire questions at me to determine if I’m the best candidate for a job. Instead, he lets his legs fall open, points at his crotch, and says, “I have just one question: Do you know how to handle one of these?” And he smiles wickedly. I stroll over, drop to my knees, and slowly unzip his pants so the metallic sound hangs in the air as if announcing, “Step back! A monster is popping out!”

I love having a flirty, dirty conversation with him while I also make baby talk at his growing knobber. Putting on the rubber is something I’m pretty skilled at. I take the condom, hold it open with my thumbs and forefingers, and bring it down sensually over his beanstalk. I want him to fell my fingers trailing thrillingly along his shaft until his entire dick is dressed and ready to be jacked.

I usually then squirt lube onto each of my palms and rub the hands together so they’re as slick as an 18-year-old girl receiving her first fucking. If the guy’s penis is big enough, I’ll start off pumping him double-handed, or hand-over-hand. Some guys like me to stroke them very slowly, letting my fist travel to the base of their cocks, where I grip firmly, pulling the skin taut from the cockhead on down and holding on until their cocks quiver and ejaculate floods the condom.

 

If you’re hand-job searching, or just horny and in need of a woman’s expert touch, Email me today [email protected]  and let me introduce you to the HJ of your dreams.

Lauren Lively

Lauren Lively

I am glad you stopped by to learn more about me… I am a smart,sexy and sensual southern girl next door, who is always open for a fun time. I can get glammed up and attended the most high-end fundraiser/ dinner party or throw on jeans and jersey and accompany you to your favorite sporting event. I love pleasing my partner and really enjoy taking my time to get a strong physical and emotional connection between us during our time together.I specialize in GFE, two-girl, massage and foot fetish parties.

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Author: Lauren Lively

I am glad you stopped by to learn more about me… I am a smart,sexy and sensual southern girl next door, who is always open for a fun time. I can get glammed up and attended the most high-end fundraiser/ dinner party or throw on jeans and jersey and accompany you to your favorite sporting event. I love pleasing my partner and really enjoy taking my time to get a strong physical and emotional connection between us during our time together.I specialize in GFE, two-girl, massage and foot fetish parties.

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