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I’ve already written a few stories about my time with Han.  When I spar the list of categories of stories on this site, I feel pretty sure that we have made useful content for most of them.  Some of the topics, I would have preferred to do without.

Oddly enough, despite this treasure trove of experience with Han, I sometimes find it hard to remember specific occasions.  If I had only slept with Han a few times, I would surely have remembered all the highlights.  Being together for more than two years, however, most memories have blended into a single torrid bond.  However, some memories manage to stand out.

There were so many ways to sex with Han was amazing.  Just a sample of what she offered could easily make her the most amazing experience of any guy.  Han was an insatiable asshole, sperm lover, apparently had no preference between vaginal or anal intercourse, was bisexual and came all wrapped up in a small, beautiful package.  Considering the pleasure of one of these activities, it may seem a little strange to look back tenderly on something so mundane, but Han also gave great hand work.

Han had incredibly skilful hands that put the amazing finishing touch on everything.  When she peeled a grapefruit, not only did she remove the rinse, she also pulled the inner membrane from each corner.  Before I met Han, I didn’t even know that grapefruits had inner membranes.  For me, anything other than cutting a grapefruit in half and eating it with a spoon would have led to a sticky mess.

It’s hard to imagine anyone seeing Han and thinking, “Wow, I’d like to get a job from her”.  A glance at Han’s mouth would provide an obvious temptation, but many other ideas would easily come to mind too.  The pleasures of Han’s hand could only be revealed by first-hand experience.

Retiring from each other was a wide and varied effort, employing every means we could think of.  Taste each other’s fluids always taken into account and it was a rarity for Han to see the sperm without consuming these calories.  I lick, caress, kiss fingers, and contort her little frame until she melts into orgasm.  Han did the same thing in return and when he came to jerk me off, she was so good that it was hard to believe she didn’t have a dick of her own.

When new couples are really into sex with each other and have experimental natures, they will do more than just fuck.  It may not always mean pushing the boundaries of the other either.  For example, sometimes just hanging out listening to music or watching TV, I would get Han off or she would make me.  Usually it was a combination of both.

For example, Han came home from work and found me on reading “The Quiet American” for a book report.   Clearly in a good mood, she threw herself next to me on the couch.  Radiating lust Han ran his hand over my neck and shoulder, “How’s my baby?”

I said, “Not bad.  How was the job?  I asked.

“Pretty boring,” Han said in the evaluation.   “It was a quiet day.  I had to find ways to entertain myself.

When I pulled her at me, I kissed her and asked, “How did you entertain?”

“The habit,” Han confessed.

Han worked as a blood sample at a local hospital and his workload was still varying.  If she were not called upon to draw blood, she would have nothing to do but drag her to her post.  When Han was bored at work, his “usual” was to fill some of that empty time masturbating.

I forget exactly how the subject came about, other than it was some kind of pillow speech.  I couldn’t be sure if the disclosure was confessional or embroidery either, since Han was an unreliable truth teller.  It was still early in our relationship and my tendency was still leaning towards believing it, even if the story seemed suited to my titillation.  She was pretty insatiable, so the truth could go anyway.

Separating the fact from fantasy has always been part of the mystery with Han.  She once said to me after a movie, “It was so unrealistic!  Something like never could happen, except for me.

We laughed at the ridiculousness of the comment, but I had the feeling that Han was not too far from the mark.

“So where did you do it?” I asked.

“I used the bathroom in the morning, but in the afternoon I did it in the lab.”  The lab was attached to their workstation.  Because the tests were conducted in the other place, they were only used to store specimens.

When I asked about her colleague, I asked, “Where was Jenny?”

“She was there in the morning, but she took a few blood calls in the afternoon.  They were in other wings, so I thought I would have time.

“Have you tasted your fingers?”  I asked.

“Of course, “

“Do you finger fuck your ass too?”

“Not in the bathroom, but in the lab, I used a test tube.  Fortunately, there was Vaseline.

“Really?” he said. I said with surprise.  “What if it breaks?”

“They’re pretty solid.  I know I’ve dropped enough without any breakage.  Han assured me.

“It’s a little scary.”

“Would you like me to bring a tube home to show you?”

“I think I’d like to see that,” he admitted.

“Okay, but you have to let me take your blood too,” Han added.

“Of course,” I agreed.  Han always told me what great veins I had.  That may be true, but so far only the professional blood taker I was taking out noticed.

“I don’t want to draw blood from your arm,” Han said with a smile.

“We’ll see,” I said without commitment.

I grabbed Han’s pussy through her jeans and gave her a deep kiss, before asking for more details about her hijinks workplace.

After selecting two of the biggest tubes Han found a place in the lab that would give him the best chance to pull his pants up without getting caught.  She leaned back on a counter in the corner and worked a tube up her.  As Han’s legs were too short to reach the ground from the counter, she pulled a chair.  Sitting, the seat of the chair pushed the tube up his.  With her at the bottom, Han started rubbing her clitbe until she was ready to push the other tube into her.   Trying to work fast, Han used one hand to fuck her pussy with the tube and her other hand to rub her clitbe.

Jenny came back just when she started to enjoy.  Stiffing his moans, Han pulled his pants up quickly without a second to spare.  She didn’t even get a chance to remove the test tubes.

Han came out of the lab and managed to talk to Jenny for about half an hour.  Once she felt he would not be suspicious, she went to the bathroom to extract her work dildos.

As she told me about her day, I managed to undo her pants and slide them down on her hips.  I think being able to play with Han’s as she got into the highlights of her story only improves her story.  I didn’t have to imagine Han’s heavy breaths as she ran away, I could hear them for myself as I fingered her.  I even thought his was feeling a little smooth.  As if there was a slight residue of lubricant in its anal canal.  Maybe Han was telling the truth about his exploits from work day.

We had to take a few moments to enjoy Han’s fun by cherishing his time to use the toilet.  The slight break seemed like a good opportunity to remove Han’s pants, underwear and for good measure his socks.  His adorable little feet had too much character to keep covered.

Naked from the waist down, Han only had his t-shirt.  It was a good look for Han.  Her shirt fits loosely, but as she leaned back the thin material showed the beautiful shape of her breasts, highlighted by visibly pert nipples.  Han kept her smooth baby plucked clean too, making her mound just a continuation of her perfect skin.  Han’s legs were apart and she was already delightfully wet. With this delicious feast ahead of me, how could I do anything else but dive in?

The silky skin of her inner thighs soon shone from my tongue soaked in stray sperm.  Han ran his fingers through my hair and gently purred as I licked.  As her orgasm builds, her hands grabbed my hair and pulled my face against her wriggling.

Han’s small size made it easy to orient his body for optimal pleasure.  Pinning Han’s head against the back of the couch, I rolled his hips upwards, lifting his buttocks in the air.  With more full access my tongue crossed from Han’s to her.

In response Han grabs her, spreading her cheeks to give my tongue the best possible access.  I licked around Han’s tail ring, lubricating it and pushing it open.  Han moaned as my tongue pierced his onclench hole.

I took over by spreading Han’s and her hands are moving towards her.  With me licking her Han started playing with herself.  She fingered her, rubbed her clitaction and enjoyed the occasional taste of her finger coating juice.   I finally got Han to the point that she moaned, “Oh, fuck my ass!”

I never need much to convince, but I appreciate a sincere invitation.

I quickly took off my clothes and lifted Han’s buttocks into the air.  I slid my tree along Han’s wet quim, then it dipped for good measure.  Han’s eyes floated and his body trembled.  Then as I pulled, I dropped a big drop of sputum from my mouth landing on Han’s throbbing bud.  Pointing my cock down, I started to force my dick’s head slowly into Han’s ass.  Normally we used lubricant, but things felt like they had an emergency.  Especially for Han, who was already pushing back at my initial entry.  That was besides all his foreplay in the workplace.

Despite his eagerness, without lubricant, it still took a little longer to work my cock all the way up his ass.  The lubricant residue helped, but it wasn’t the same as coating my dick with K-Y.  Of course, despite the initial pinch, slow penetration may have been easier on Han’s than the only deep thrust I would otherwise have delivered.

Once I was all the way in I started to make long pushes.  Han would flinch and whistle every time I hit my full depth.  She was so small that there was a certain point of penetration that always caused her some pain.  I’ve tried to hold back, but it’s not always an easy thing to do.  Especially since Han’s agony spasms offered their own subversive appeal.  Perched above Han as I was, pretty much guaranteed that when my weight went down, that I had to drive deep inside it.  Add to that the couple of my cock stretched to point up, resisting its otherwise happy containment.

It was a real Kama Sutra position.  It was a little clumsy, but stylistically impressive.  It offered me a great visual perspective too.  I could look down and see the full crossing of my dick.  Full withdrawal, I could watch my tree grow up his ass and see Han’s tight hole stretching around my dick.   It was a wonderful show.

A bit as I enjoyed the view, Han’s body could be enjoyed more comfortably too.  Finally, it came time to lower Han down on the couch.  I put it on my stomach and with her legs together, I rode her.  Lying on her, my dick pressed against her ass.  Despite its gaping state, my unguided thrusts were struggling to find the mark.  I enjoyed the target practice, but didn’t want to wait for Han reached back to guide my home.

With Han’s little body writhing under me, I started to fuck her with more rhythm.  I started slowly and built my pace until finally reaching the point of no return.  Han’s body has always been a reactive instrument.  I could feel her rolling her and pushing back.  Dropping my head in addition to hers, I felt his dew moaning against my face as my jumped down her.

I kept pumping my cock into Han until my last drops seemed drained.  Empty, I collapsed on top of Han completely satisfied.  My cock sometimes jerks inside it, justifying some remaining clearing thrusts.

Eventually, my cock softened and slipped free.  Before my sperm could flow on our couch Han pushed me out and went to the toilet to clean.  She came back with a hot washcloth and started cleaning up the sperm residue from my dick.  It was so soothing to have Han hand wash my worn dick and a bit of raise too.  Even more revitalizing was Han’s routine of taking my freshly washed cock into his mouth.  As much as Han liked to suck cocksesperm, she seemed to take real pleasure in the texture of a soft penis in her mouth.

Han quietly sucked my cock, sometimes let him flop his mouth for a few words.  It wasn’t long before my cock started to harden again in Han’s mouth and his occasional sucking turned to a more useful treatment.  All I had to do was give myself up.

Eventually, Han’s language began to wander further afield.  His mouth was playing with my and his lips were kissing the inside of my thighs.  Push my legs out of the way Han licked from the underside of my balls to my ass.  Then his tongue circled my before plunging into.

The sensation of Han’s tongue pushing in my made my whole heart stir.  The sensation in my kidneys make my shake in response.  Between my legs, Han must have either seen my cock flinching or been alerted by his always attentive cock sense.  She got up and grabbed him, stroking my cock while her tongue lined my ass.

As I mentioned earlier, Han’s hands were skilful.  Even though his face was half below me, Han’s hand had a big grip on my dick.  His easy features were smooth and stable, complimenting the feel of his soning tongue.

Just as the pre-cum began to ooze, Han ran his tongue from my ass back to my dick.  Holding my dick in place, she licked my bubbling fluids, before taking me in her mouth.  Her other hand disappeared between her legs to play with herself as she sucked me.  After a few minutes of play, Han raised a pair of shiny fingers and started working them up my.  Han was soft and his smooth fingers easily found their way inside me.

I felt like building as Han finger fucked me.  Wanting to last a little longer, I pushed Han out of my dick and sat down.

I was just thinking about taking a break when Han suggested, “Why not try sitting on my face?”

“Of course,” I agreed.

Han lay down on the couch and I rode her.  As I lowered my self, I felt his tongue in my.  Feeling more open following Han’s fingers, her tongue seemed to go further in me than she had ever been.  As I pressed it down, Han wore in me, unused tasting areas for the soothing slither of a warm and moist tongue.

Han reached around me to try to off as I sat on his face.   She had to use a handful of lapels, which affected her smooth technique.  She may have had the shot of it, but I was so close that I was already considering splashing her breasts.  I took over from Han, pumping my cock with a finishing determination.  With his hands free, Han spread my cheeks, which allowed him to probe even deeper.  I felt like a button had been pushed inside me.  Feeling the push unstoppable, I pointed my tree down on his body.  A thick white tape of flew through Han’s midriff all the way to his mound.  Pushing my cock down further, I pressed his head against his pert nipple.  The next spout of rushed around his dark knot and down the underside of his chest.

Before I could spill my load on Han’s breasts, I would lift my cock from his mouth.  Never one to turn away from a mouthful of, Han opened wide in practiced form, welcoming my tongue coating sperm.

When I finished, I wiped the last drops on Han’s lips.  She closed her mouth to swallow, then licked the pearls from her sexy lips.

Han took my dick in his mouth to collect the last drops.  Once I felt she couldn’t get another drop of me, I pulled out and told Han I’d be back.

“Where are you going?”

Unresponsive, I quickly came back from the kitchen with a spoon.  Smiling mischievously, I sat next to her displaying my piece of crockery.  Slowly, I lowered a spoon at Han’s skin and picked up a spoonful of.  Offing the portion to Han. she opened her mouth and luckily he took in.

First, I gave Han the sperm that crushed his titure.   I used the spoon to pick up the jizm that was flowing on the round underside of his chest.  There were almost two spoonfuls to feed her.  Leaving some on her nipple, I massaged into her dark areola.  Then I started working on the long strip of cream that flowed into her belly.  Working downwards, I fed its reach after the litter.  Again, for the last little spot on her mound, I decided that I prefer massage in her.

After I fingered her for a bit, Han felt inspired to take my worn cock out of her mouth.   It was great, but I wanted to feel his tongue in my again.  Riding on H’s faceand, I sat down to feel his covered tongue probing my once again.

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Han Jobs (Handjob Series)