"... just this once, would you mind if I stroked your, um, your hard-on?" she asks, eyes flitting between you and your erect penis. She's so earnest, she looks almost like a surprised school-girl.
You're not quite sure whether to be surprised yourself at Carrie's forwardness. For that matter, reflecting for a moment, you can't really wrap your head around how you've been acting today; but Carrie's unexpected interest in your proud and throbbing member seems simultaneously completely out of character, and exactly what you would expect.
But why worry? You've thought more than once about Carrie playing with your cock, and now she's asking. "Sure, go ahead."
Carrie beams a happy smile at you, and looks down to reach towards your manhood. She grasps it gently but competently in her hand. You enjoy the feel of her soft hand on your rod, and the gentle pressure of her grip. "Wow, it's really warm," she says. Your penis throbs, and she squeaks in surprise. She looks at you and giggles.
"It likes you," you joke.
"I bet it does," she rebuts with a smile. "Wow, I can barely hold it in my hand." She shifts and grips higher with another hand. "I think I can feel the blood flowing through it."
As she squeezes your erection slightly, a bead of lubricant forms on your cockhead. "Wow," she says with a bit of incredulity, looking up at you. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"
You smile and shrug. "I'm just in a really good mood today. I've been erect as a lightning rod since I woke up, actually, and I'm surrounded by pretty women who keep flirting with me. And now one of them is feeling up my cock. I was bound to start lubing eventually."
Carrie blushed, and let go of your hard-on for a moment. "Excuse me, I'm feeling a little warm," she said, as she undid one, then two buttons of her shirt. Her nostrils flared as she brought her hands back to your manhood. "Does this feel good?" she asks as she holds your cock with one hand, stroking the shaft with the other.
It does feel good, but you'd like her to rub the head more. "Why don't you stroke higher, by the head?" you suggest. "Go slow until there's enough lube to use, I have a feeling there's going to be a lot." you smile.
Cassie nods in a friendly way, and strokes higher, sending thrills up your spine. You thrust involuntarily upwards, again eliciting a squeak from Cassie. "Oh god Cassie," you say, "that feels good. Keep doing it like that."
Cassie has started to breath deeply, but looks at you seriously for a moment. "God, ," she says with subdued amazement, "I had no idea that your, your penis was so big. I love the way it feels, I could play with this monster all day." Her nostrils flare.
Your cock starts oozing more pre-cum, much more than usual, reminding you a little about the unnatural juicyness of the pussy of the pixie back in your apartment. Cassie is taken once more by surprise, but lets it drip into her grip as she continues pulling on your cock. Her grip tightens to accomodate for the lubrication. Her hands feel amazing as they pull on your cock. |