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Oil and Fingers

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Oil and Fingers by KarlBack in college I started going out with this absolutelygorgeous girl named Tasneem, who was originally from Jordan. Shewas a petite, sultry beauty with raven hair, tawny skin andsmoldering grey eyes. We had gone out a few times but hadn't yethad sex, yet I was already surprised by how passionate thislovely creature was. She agreed to come back to my apartment after dinner onenight, and after getting there we started making out with ourclothes on; the usual up until then. I was starting to gettotally frustrated by now, because she was so stunning to look atand touch, and I wanted badly to go further. Just by looking ather I would develop a huge erection, which I was sure she coulddetect when we cuddled on the couch. This night, she and I kissedand fondled each other until I was just about ready to explode,and then she suddenly got up and went to the bathroom."Well," I thought, "another night of jerking offafter I take her home." So I was pretty surprised when she returned from the bathrooma few moments later, wearing only a black lacy bra and matchingpanties. I just sat there with a shocked expression, I suppose,because she looked at me lustily and laughed. I was immediatelyon my feet and across the room, and before long we were bothnaked on the floor. I almost came right as my cock slid easilyinto her, but she gasped in pleasure and looked into my eyes."Fuck me...... oh yes, fuck me...... but you can't cuminside me," she sighed. Already in a state of total lust, Ijust nodded my head. "I mean it!" she prompted, and squeezed her legshard around my waist. "Don't cum! Just wait, and I'll rewardyou, lover!" I didn't know how much I could take, because I was so dizzywith desire I couldn't stand it, but I said OK. For what seemedlike ages we fucked there on the floor, until I was almost readyto burst. Then I drew out of her, and went down to kiss andnuzzle her sex with my tongue. She came almost instantly as Ilicked and nibbled her delicate little clit, and after she wasfinished she pulled me back up to mount her once again. Everytime I was close to coming she would tell me to pull out, until Icould cool down. She must have come three or four times while Ifucked her, or masturbated her with my hands, or licked herdelicious clit. But by then I was in a bad way with a massivehard on. I pulled out and lay next to her, but we kept kissingand masturbating each other. "I don't trust birth-control pills," she murmured,while she stroked my massive erection. "Also.... I like togive pleasure with my hands..." I was light-headed withfrustrated lust, but she just smiled at me knowingly. "Letme make you cum..." she whispered. I expected your standardhand job at this point, but the heavy-lidded, lusty look on herface hinted that more was in store for me than a quick jerk-off.She led me over to her bed and laid me down, then told me to foldmy hands under my back. There I lay, with a huge hard on pointingstraight at the ceiling, and with this dark, lithe naked beautykneeling over me. She got into position straddling my legs, and Icould feel her warm, moist sex against my knee. She produced asmall bottle of baby oil from under the bed, and drooled a smallamount of the liquid on my standing cock. The head was a deeppurple and the veins along the shaft stood out. My balls wereaching for relief. My cock needed badly to be touched, but shejust let the oil drip slowly down on the head, watching as eachdrop ran down onto my balls. Then, ever so gently, she took herleft hand and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. Her touch waselectric, and I moaned out in pleasure. Then, she slowly startedto knead my cock with her fingers, not really stroking, but morelike a gentle rhythmic gripping that started with her littlefinger and rolled up to her index finger. I lay back now in astate of total arousal, while she intently watched my cock. Hereyes were focused on the head, but she would look into my eyesevery so often and smile, or look down to watch my balls. It wasas if she were concentrating totally on a very complex anddelicate task, which of course she was.After a few minutes of this, my orgasm started to approach,and I raised my hips up off the bed. She eased off her kneadingaction, and slowed down the pace. This kept me close to orgasm,but wouldn't allow me the stimulation I needed to actually come.I was making small moaning sounds, deep in my throat. I startedto feel my orgasm coming on again, slowly rising up from myloins. I wanted desperately to cum all over this wonderful girl,but just then she took her hand away and watched my cockheadintently. I sighed in frustration, and my hips dropped back tothe bed. She picked up the bottle of oil again, and started herslow drip, drip, drip action again. We both watched as each dropof oil struck my cock and ran down its engorged length. I don'thave a giant cock, but at this point my penis was massivelyengorged and to my sight much larger than it usually gets. I wasincredibly aroused, but Tasneem just silently watched my cockquiver naked in the air. After a few moments, she wrapped herhand around my cock and started stroking up and down. Her handswere small, and she wrapped both around my shaft and continuedher stroking action. I was focused totally on coming now, and Iwas only moments away from relief. She stroked up slowly, andwould use her thumb to massage the underside of my cockhead oneach upstroke. On each downstroke, she would open her lower handto probe my sperm-filled balls. In moments, I was starting tocome. I could feel it begin, but just before the point of noreturn, she took her upper hand away and pulled firmly on myballs with the other, drawing the sac away from my body. With mywhole body tense and my head raised to watch her play mygenitals, I groaned in frustration. But she knew just what shewas doing, and my orgasm was put off yet again. She let my balls go, and moved her mouth within inches of mycockhead. I watched in agonized frustration as she blew gently onmy cock, as if to cool it down. I was gasping in ragged breathsat this point, and I'll admit I was whimpering slightly. Neitherof us said a word, though. It was like that was part of the act;the silence. After cooling me down for a few moments, she pickedup the bottle again, but this time instead of dripping the oilonto my cock, she held the bottle far out away from my groin andspurted the oil onto me. She would squeeze the bottle once, and aspurt of oil would arc through the air and land on my cock or myballs. I was ultrasensitive now, and just that little bit ofsensation was enough to make me gasp. Also, the sight of thespurting oil was too much like the sight of spurting cum, and thevisual suggestion was arousing me incredibly. Of course she knewit would. The oil was running everywhere, coating my loins, andshe didn't seem to care that it was soaking her sheets as well.She was spurting the oil onto me rhythmically now, and the steadytiming of the spurts onto the underside of my cock was startingto send me off. My entire body was tense, needing badly to come,and any sensation on my cock at all was enough to get me close toexploding. But she seemed to know ahead of time that it wasn'tenough to bring me off. I was almost crying with frustration, butthe steady little pulses of oil just weren't enough to get meoff. They were enough to keep me hellishly close to release, butjust barely not enough to let me go. She teased me like this for several minutes, with my hipsstraining upwards toward the empty air, and her aiming littlecum-like spurts of oil onto my quivering cock. Finally, she putdown the oil bottle and grasped my cock firmly at its base withher hand. I was openly whimpering now, needly desperately tospurt. But she didn't stroke me at first, she just held my cockat the base and squeezed. Then, incredibly slowly, she closed herhand around the shaft and drew her hand upwards. She was going soslowly that it took her several seconds to stroke up to the head,then she stroked downwards just as slowly. But she had started arhythm, and it was enough. Enough to bring me off incrediblyslowly. My butt was fully off the bed, I was so tense. Slowly shestroked me, much slower than I've ever been jerked off before. Istarted to feel my orgasm building, and I whimpered in desperatehope that she wouldn't stop this time. She didn't stop, butinstead continued her slow strokes, until at last I felt my cumstart to shoot up from my balls as I went over the edge. All thistime she had been massaging my balls with her other hand, and atjust the proper moment she quickly inserted her little fingerinto my rectum and tickled my prostate... right as my first spurtof cum raced up my cock. My mouth flew open in total ecstasy as the first surge of cumflew out of my cock explosively and shot through the air. I wasscreaming now in relief, and my orgasm was easily the mostintensely pleasurable I had ever had in my life. After the firstshot I looked down, and watched - still shouting in pleasure - asspurt after glorious spurt of jism flew out of my cock and shotfeet into the air. The second or third spurt sprayed in a lineacross Tasneem's face and onto her upper lip. With a smoothmotion she licked the white dewdrop of cum into her mouth andswallowed. The next shot spurted off to land on my chest, and thenext splattered just under Tasneem's breasts. A drop fell fromher chin onto her hard, left nipple. One drop even hit me on theforehead; I could hear it land with a loud 'plop'. She continuedto milk my cock tenderly as I continued to come, until the lastdrops flowed out across her fist and down her coated fingers. Wewere both coated in cum; a far larger quantity than I had everejaculated. I was buzzing with the afterglow of cumming so hard,and awash with a feeling of total relief. Tasneem just looked atme and smiled. "Worth pulling out?" she inquired softly. "Oh, my god..." was all I could manage. Withtalented hands like hers, from then on I'd insist on it!