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"Well...not exactly hurting, I guess." Now your finger tips were brushing the thin cloth of my underwear covering my very swollen shaft, leaking just a bit causing a spot at the tip to seep through the material. I know this was not escaping your attention.
"Is there something else you'd like me to check out perhaps? Is this needing some attention?" you said, again, so lightly brushing the shaft of my now very full erection.
"Oh god...well, perhaps..." Again, the articulate me comes up with a witty response.
"I just feel so terrible that you fell. Perhaps I can make it up to you by having a look here?" you said, wrapping your hand now around my cock, stroking it softly but firmly through my underwear. "Would you like that? Has it been a long time?"
Nod.
"Well, that's not right. Let's have a look then and let's see what I can do to ease your injury."
Nod again. I had intended to shake my head 'no', but that message wasn't properly transmitted. I lifted my hips at your indication by pulling the elastic band away from my aching cock, and then pulled them off my legs with my pants.
"Oh my...that's lovely. What a nice cock you have. So big. So hard."
I wasn't sure if there was a question there. I just tried to breathe as slowly as possible so as not to interrupt the moment. I thought a single misplaced word would change your mind, or at worst, your hand. Your hand returned to my now naked cock and began to stroke it up and down, caressing it from base to tip, from my balls pulled tight to my crotch.
"It's been a long time for me too...I haven't held a cock in my hand for months...more months than I'd care to remember or admit." Your voice was soft and as mesmerizing as was your hand moving up and down, with intermittent caressing at the tip and wrapping and stroking around and around. "I think I can remember though...it seems to be coming back to me now. How's this feel?"
"That feels great Carol. Amazing. That's incredible," I gasped as your hand grasped me and stroked firmly as if near to coaxing my needed orgasm.
"I know it does. I can tell. Just enjoy this." Your hand continued it's amazing stroking, again stopping every few strokes to just gently caress the head and the undersurface groove eliciting a matching groan from me and a few more drops of fluid from the tip, which you swirled into my skin.
"God Carol, that feels good. So good."
"I'm glad. I'm enjoying this too. It's been a long, long time since I've felt this. It's making me wet too. No coming just yet though, ok?" You looked at me, squeezing my rising passion.
"Why not?" I asked, a bit puzzled and focusing on your hand and smooth skin rubbing my aching, red and throbbing cock.
"In due time baby. All in due time."
I tried to breath again, wondering how long I could hold out without begging. Perhaps that was your intent though? Meanwhile her other hand started caressing my balls, squeezing gently in concert with her stroking. Again I could feel my passion rise and my hips were moving up towards her hands, trying to push harder and harder.
"So how long has it been for you? How long since your last good come?"
"I don't know...a few days I guess?"
"Now that's not right...a few days is too long for most guys. Was that by yourself or was that with someone else?"
"Um...."
"So, that means by yourself, huh? That's not right either...such a waste...this should be tended to properly and regularly, " your soft voice continuing to urge me towards a monumentous climax along with the incredible sight and feel of your hands stroking my cock up and down, with a firm, knowing and inexplicably erotic rhythm.
"Oh god..."
"Feeling good? That's nice...so hard," you murmured, talking to my cock it seemed, equally entranced by the sight of your hands on my hard cock. I know it felt better to me than it did for you, but your face was filled with pleasure and your eyes were dilated as mine were struggling to stay open as my orgasm approached. Stopping and starting. The ebb and flow of my arousal was clearly in your plan at this point, not rushing to a much needed climax, but teasing, urging was incredibly erotic.
"I can feel it now.close, isn't it? Just be patient...slow is better...so much better," your voice now barely a whisper, as your hands continued their tortuous pleasure, urging me ever closer with their strokes and caresses, and not with that end game intensity just yet. Man, did you know what you were doing. I've never had a hand job like this. Not rushed, not too slow either.
"Lots of built-up tension in there isn't there?" you whispered to my cock, as your hands continued to knead my aching and tight balls. "Full...so full of come...I can tell."
"Oh...god...Carol...oh..." I could feel my orgasm nearing, painfully slowly and almost there.
"There it is baby...I can tell...close now, isn't it...so close." Your hands did not speed up, but slowed down dragging my orgasm out slower and slower, but not stopping just easing me closer and closer to eruption.
"Let me feel you come now...come for me...let it go...Come. Now." you urged, voice barely erotically whispering to my cock, as my orgasm hit me like never before. I erupted at your urging, shooting my come up high in the air, landing with an audible splat up onto my shoulder and your arm, twice, three times each one as powerful as the last.
"Oh baby...that's nice...let it ...oohhh..." was the sound of your voice amplifying the onset of my orgasm as I finally crossed the line of arousal and came and came and came, until your hands coaxed the last few drops from my cock until the white fluid ran slowly down your fingers coating them with pearly, white liquid.
