.. only wet hands ... without fingers.He had been dreaming about green green eyes gazing lovingly up at him while her lips were sliding from tip to gr...in ... swallowing, repeatedly ... and sucking like an in-house vacuum as her lips hugged his shaft on the journey back to the tip. A breath and the slow silky return to the pulse in that elegantly long neck. At the bottom, a tongue only imagined or surgically altered snaked it's way out and caressed his rock hard and cum filled nut sack ... over. I was and still am a geek. Not in the classic, freak-show definition of the word, but in the modern definition of a nerd, a dork, a genre fanboy. SciFi, Fantasy, Horror. Movies, TV, Books and Comics.I earned my living mostly doing contract computer work for local businesses. I knew I wouldn't become rich doing my kind of work, but it let me earn enough money to live on, with enough left over for regular computer upgrades and occasional DVD box sets, books and graphics novels.In my spare time,. She wouldn't let him grope her boobs, though.I was envious. The closest I'd gotten to anything even vaguely erotic was seeing my mom naked once and I thought that hardly counted as a sexual experience. He looked at me as if he were considering something and said, "If you can promise to keep a secret, I'll show you something real hot when we get home." I can keep a secret." I promised. "What is it?" Just wait and see." He snickered with the knowledge I'd be impressed.We got back to the house. Some stories are descriptive with a plausible, although kinky, plot. The one he chose to read had no plot. None. It was just plain fucking. The pegging was actually the only part that interested him. Screw the chick - and her pleasure. Being fucked in the ass by an aggressive woman had always been a fantasy for him. While reading the hot story in the limo, his cock throbbed a little. Scot was glad he was alone. It wasn’t until the end of the story, when the guy shoots his load.