Krysta Lends A Hand - page 2

5 months ago 07th Jun 13:55

At first she didn’t understand what he wanted but then when he smiled she realised what he meant. She was shocked. "I would of course reciprocate!" he told her.

No one had ever propositioned her like this before. Lots of guys had asked her for dates, which in a roundabout way was a prelude to sex, but no one had ever been as direct as this before.

"Not a chance" she curtly answered shocked at his cheek.

But undeterred Jack said "I'm not asking to be your boyfriend.... After all I am forty three and you must be no more than eighteen?" adding. "I just fancy a bit of hand relief, that’s all!"

Krysta just didn’t know what to say. She thought he had been joking at first but she now realised that he was deadly serious. As she dithered he took her by the hand and guided her into his room.

"You can’t just go and ask someone you don’t know for a wank like that" she protested.

"If you don’t ask you don’t get!" was his reply

Still annoyed Kysta couldn't help but smile at his fowardness, and strangley unable to take any real offense at his suggestions. "Do you really expect me to do it?" she asked him.

He shrugged his shoulders and gave a impish grin. "Well, I live in hope." She was stunned but still managed a smile.

"You must have done it before, and as a bonus I will do the same for you if you go and get your vibrator." he continued

"Just wait I don’t even know you," she stuttered, though her protests were becoming less convincing.

He looked her in the eye and smiled. "Come on we are both adults," he said. "Both need a bit of sexual relief now again. Okay we are never going to make a couple, but we can always help each other out in the meantime."

Krysta shook her head in disbelief.

He smiled again his confidence that she was going to oblige growing... "Go on, go and get it."

For a moment she nearly went but shook her head.

Jack responded with a look of disappointment.

"Okay, I will do you," she found herself saying. "But that is all. .. and no head!"

Jack walked to the bed and lay down and Krysta followed him and sat down on the edge of the bed. She had given her past boyfriends a wank, usually at the start of a relationship before things got too heavy, and she had enjoyed it. Those first intimate times had always been exciting for her: touching a guy for the first time, feeling his excitement as well as his flesh, watching his reaction as she pleasured him, enjoying the feel of his cum flowing over her hand and feeling good afterwards from giving him satisfaction.

She looked at him for a moment as he lay there; she saw the lust in his eyes and the bulge in his trousers, it was almost as if he was pleading with her to give him release. He said nothing as she unbuckled his trousers and unzipped him but he sighed loudly as she started to tug them down. Lifting his hips, he allowed her to pull them right down along with his boxers.

Krysta had seen his cock before but it seemed bigger close up and in her hand. She was impressed with it, actually, because it was bigger than any she had handled before. She simply held it at first; held it loosely as she looked at it; held it gently as she sized it up, then she tightened her grip slightly as she moved her hand up and down. Jack moaned softly and closed his eyes.

As her hand movements got faster and her grip got tighter, she could sense his excitement growing; his breathing grew heavier and his facial contortions increased and his hand wandered across to rest on her thigh. She allowed it to stay there. She had no intention of letting him fuck her but she enjoyed feeling his hand there, enjoyed feeling his heat and enjoyed feeling his grip get tighter as he approached his climax.

It came quicker than she had expected. She knew he was quite close because his moans were getting louder and more frequent but when he gave one loud groan and started to jerk, it did her take her by surprise. So did his gushes of spunk. His cock just kept gushing and gushing until there was no more left to come, Krysta gave in and took the throbbing head into her mouth licking and sucking the final small spurts of Jacks hot salty spunk..

For a few minutes he just lay there until his moans subsided and then he opened his eyes to look at her. "Thank you, I really need that," he told her.

"My pleasure," she responded licking her lips as she got off the bed to pick up a hand towel lying on the chair.

After he had cleaned up he asked her to go and get her vibrator but she shook her head.

"I feel so guilty for being selfish," he told her.

"It’s okay, it doesn’t bother me."

"But you must need it too?" he responded.

"I like to get to know a guy first before he gets to see me down there," she told him.

He smiled. "I could always blindfold myself."

Krysta laughed. "Then you couldn’t see what you were doing!"

"I think I know my way around those areas by now," he told her, giving her thigh a pat. "Go on, go and get it. Don’t let shyness deprive you of the pleasure."

Once again, he had managed to persuade her to do something that she would never have dreamed of doing. Moments later she returned and handed him her red, jelly vibrator. "It switches on there," she demonstrated.

"Yes I know. I have used them before," he told her.

She felt a little embarrassed but all the same she lay down on the bed and he sat down beside her. She wore a dress, red with black swirls on. It was short and flirty but underneath she wore a tight fitting black top and a pair of black leggings. Jack found it difficult to control himself; she was young and extremely pretty and obviously stunning when naked. "No other penetration," she warned him as if reading his thoughts

He smiled. "Of course," he replied as he lifted the hem of her dress.

She responded by lifting her hips to allow him to tuck it under and take down her leggings. He took them down slowly, deliberately savouring the moments of unveiling her flesh. Jack always enjoyed the first moments of seeing a woman naked for the first time.

Krysta looked at his face as he pulled them all the way down to her ankles, before returning his attention to her panties. They were black and lacy and see-through, they clung tightly to the outline of her moist pussy. As he reached for the waistband Krysta lifted again and he took them down, more slowly this time.

Jack never ceased to be enthralled by a womans pussy, every one was different, but everyone was magic. He remembered his early days of manhood when women tended to leave them alone, let the hair grow, sometimes to being unkempt, but nowadays they took care of them as if they were an outward part of the body. Some trimmed their hair; some shaved it off; some even adorned their pussy with tattoos and jewellery. Krysta’s dark pubic hair was trimmed her lips the completely devoid of hair her pubic mound was quite prominent.

He caught her gaze, she looked embarrassed, perhaps because he was staring at her; looking away, he turned his attention to the vibrator and switched it on. Krysta breathed with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation as his hand brought the vibrator down to her knees. Only one man had ever used a vibrator on her before, a boyfriend that enjoyed only a very brief relationship with her. He had simply just thrust it between her legs and penetrated her. It had hurt and she gave him a hard slap across the head for his troubles. Jack, though, knew how to use one gently sliding it between her knees; she felt relaxed and closed her eyes.

Jack was experienced in lovemaking; too experienced, actually, which was the reason for his wife throwing him out. She had found out about all his experiences! He knew that simply thrusting a hand up a woman’s skirt and going direct to the crotch was not the way to make her succumb; he knew to start at the knees; tender, soft touches to begin with; moving slowly upwards as the legs parted; gentle explorations of the flesh until the thighs opened, so that by the time you reached the mound it was wet, sensetive, and desperate for attention.

He stroked her between the knees; vibrations on the soft inner flesh to relax her, slowly creeping higher; Krysta subconciously parted her legs, Her breathing grew heavier and she mouthed silent moans as he reached her crotch; slowly and tantalisingly he touched her before moving away again, each time bringing it back for a longer time, until her moans became more vocal. "Open wider," he whispered.

Krysta did as she was told, desperate for the touch of it against her pussy; she wanted it to stay there; wanted it to enter; wanted its penetration, but he just kept teasing her. He kept pulling it away. She grew so impatient that she reached down and tried to guide it into her but he gently pulled away. "Hands behind your head, Krysta," he ordered.

She hesitated, but when he held back she did as he had asked.

"Keep them there," he told her.

She moaned softly. Jack was in control. Krysta enjoyed that.

Touching her again, he spoke once more. "Open wider, Krysta."

She obeyed him.

"That’s it, nice and wide for me."

She moaned again as he held it against her opening.

"You are a dirty girl, aren’t you, Krysta?"

"Yes," she moaned. "A very dirty girl."

"Yes," she moaned once more.

"Say it, Krysta," he told her as he began to press harder.

"Oooooooh yes I am a dirty girl."

She felt her juices running soaking her cunt so the the soft flexible vibrator that penetrated her could be welcomed deep inside, she moaned loudly and unashamedly. No one had ever made her feel like this; no one had ever spoken to her like this; no one had ever treated her like this. Krysta felt like putty in his hands; he could do anything he wanted to her.

He penetrated her fully and then pulled it out to rub between her pussy lips; Krysta could feel her body building up to a climax now. It rested against her clit for a moment and then slid down to her opening again and slipped deep inside. Then it withdrew again to move back to her clitty. Not even Krysta had done this to herself before.

With each penetration she began to push herself against him and Jack responded by thrusting the vibrator in and out. He knew that she was close to coming now; her cries were getting louder and her pleadings more vocal, pleading with him not to stop, crying out in ecstasy. Her body was beginning to shake as well; Jack was pleased with himself. He could feel her wetness against his fingers; the vibrator as wet with her juices and the inside of her thighs were becoming more moist.

He looked up at her face; eyes closed; mouth open uttering cries and cheeks twisting with contortions. He could see her nipples through her clothing too, erect and prominent. He reached with his other hand and took a nipple between his fingers and squeezed. Krysta cried out "Fuck!" He squeezed again and she cried out "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

She was starting to cum now.

As he started to speed up the thrusts of the vibrator inside her vagina, he leant over. His face was over her mound; he could smell her juices now; almost taste them. As he pressed his lips against the soft hairs of her pussy he reached out with his tongue and found her clitoris. Krysta let out a loud and almost deafening scream as her body jerked violently. Krysta had cum, squirting juices onto Jacks tongue as her lustfully lapped then up savouring the sweet muskyness of her orgasm.

For a while she just lay there, softly moaning until her breathing subsided. Jack sat patiently watching her; watching her recover from her climax. He knew that she had never experienced anything like it before and for a moment wondered why young girls wasted themselves on young men.Finally opened her eyes and looked up at him, she gave an embarrassed smile.

"Welcome back!" he smiled. She laughed. "Thank you," she said. "That- that was out of this world," she added.

"My pleasure," he replied.

He helped her off the bed and watched as she pulled her panties and leggings back up. He would have given anything to watch her take them off and climb into his bed but he knew that she was not ready for that yet.

"I hope that it won’t be long before you are back again," he told her.

"I will be back," Kyrsta said hardly believing herself as she spoke.

"And you are always welcome to spend the night," he told her as he gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"I-.I-.I don’t think I am ready for that yet," she responded.

"Yes, I know, but when you are ready for that pleasure I will be here!"

Krysta smiled as she walked away. Somehow Jack knew that it wouldn’t be long before her head was resting on his pillow at night.