I love degrading handjobs from my wife

Ever since I can remember, I've had a handjob fetish. I'd rather be masturbated by a girl than anything else. For years I was never with anyone who much liked doing it to me. Now I'm married to the woman of my dreams and she sends me to erotic heaven regularly with her soft hands.

We start by lying on our sides facing each other. She makes me strip and is usually naked except for her panties herself. She reaches down and starts lightly teasing my p**** with Astroglide. She plays with the shaft (avoiding the head) with the fingertips of one hand while grabbing my s****** just above the testicles, squeezing and gently pulling down. A couple minutes of this and I'm so excited I can barely think. Every iota of my existence is concentrated in my p**** and she could easily make me squirt in a moment, but she doesn't. Instead she just keeps teasing the shaft with her fingertips.
This creates a maddingly slow buildup, which would eventually get me off if continued. But she keeps going only until I'm insane with l*** and then stops touching my d*** completely! The hand on my testicles keeps squeezing and pulling down, which feels great, but I am beyond desperate for some penal stimulation. So desperate I start sobbing!

"Mistress, please play with me p****! Please!" I beg as I frantically move my pelvis, seeking to rub it against something, anything.

"Shush, kitten. You're just too worked up. We need to stop so you can calm down. I know these sensations are overwhelming to you and this isn't easy. Just breathe deeply, in and out. I'll get you through this."

When I beg more, she laughs at me! "Oh, you pathetic little squirt boy! I'm not about to let you c** yet! It's going to take A LOT more teasing to get you where you need to be!" She is utterly merciless with her denials. No amount of begging will sway her.

Then after what seems an eternity, her fingertips are lightly caressing my shaft again. Clear drops of precum drip from my rigid member. I tearfully beg her to marry me. I feel an o***** building, but each time I'm almost there she stops again, squeezing and pulling down on my s****** harshly cutting off my e**********.

"Oh, kitten, you know I can't let you c** now. It's just too soon. But go ahead and look at my body and face." Her beautiful eyes stare into mine with knowing kindness. Her lovely face is strangely soothing, staring into mine. I frantically hump the air in search of relief, but Mistress ensures my d*** touches nothing. Untold eons pass.

Then her fingers are back on my d*** again, lightly playing with it and milking me. More turned on and frustrated than I would have believed possible before I met her, I am in a state of the purest ecstasy any man has ever known. The jumble of feelings, sensations and emotions is indescribable. I want to c** so badly that I am crying like a baby and begging her, though at the same time I am aware she knows best and that my opinion of what to do with my p**** is definitely not the one that should be heeded. I surrender to her.

Finally, "Okay, kitten. I'm going to make you squirt sperm on my stomach now! Just let it happen! You know you can't resist!" Then her hand grips my shaft lightly but with unbearable friction, moving slowly but steadily up and down its full length. My l*** gradually pushes me over the brink and my p**** erupts, shooting thick ropey c** all over her body!

Then I lie back and bask in the glory of her!

I confess this because other men should know such delight. If this scenario sounds good to you, share it with your lady and she if she's witting to do it to you. You'll be glad you did!

Jul 6

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