Hands on

"Well, I'm definitely not going to say no to that," Kevin responded with a chuckle.

Hana smiled slyly, her eyes sparkling with a familiar mischief. She slowly ran her hand over the outline of her boyfriend's painfully erect member and said, "I thought you might like the idea. You unpack this bad boy while I go get something from my room, 'kay?"

"Ngh... Yeah," Kevin agreed, the waves of pleasure pulsing through his body limiting his capacity for speech.

"Good boy," the blue-haired beauty said, leaning forward to plant a lingering kiss on her partner's lips as she gave his rod one last slow stroke. Pulling back, she stood and hurried out of the room towards her own.

As she stood, Kevin caught his first brief glimpse of his girlfriend's perky ass, before it was quickly covered by her oversized shirt. Like the rest of her, it was perfect; tight and clearly pliable, without being overly toned or flabby—he couldn't wait to sink his fingers into it.

His cock now harder than ever, he set about the business of removing his clothes. His shoes and socks went first, quickly followed by his jeans and boxers. When he finally lifted his shirt over his head, he found a petite Asian dream standing in front of him holding a pink bottle of lube and staring wide-eyed and hungry at his body.

Still in her oversized shirt, Hana's eyes scanned Kevin's body and she murmured, "Okay, football might have a few upsides."

With a grin, Kevin joked, "My eyes are up here."

"And they're beautiful," Hana replied playfully, "but I've seen them. I've never been able to take a good look at those abs before, and certainly not at that monster standing at attention in your lap."

Kevin couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence at how enamored the delicate beauty was with his body, even if it was the result of a couple of wishes. Emboldened, he asked, "So, I believe there was some mention of reciprocation?"

"Oh, definitely," Hana answered enthusiastically, looking up from Kevin's body and locking her hungry brown eyes onto his own. Without averting her gaze, she took a few steps forward and gracefully lowered herself to her knees in front of her adopted brother.

Maintaining eye contact, the alternative princess squirted a generous amount of lube into her hand and raised it to Kevin's tool. He jumped at the cool sensation, then sank back on his arms as his girlfriend wrapped her hand around him and began spreading the slick fluid along his length.

"You really are big, you know that?" Hana asked, her tone impressed and a bit eager. With a chuckle, she elaborated, "I can't even get my hand all the way around this thing." Demonstrating, she stretched her hand as far as she could, but it was too small to fully encircle her lover's considerable girth. Not dissuaded in the least, she grinned and added, "Don't worry though. My hands may be small, but I know how to move them."

True to her word, the blue-haired beauty more than compensated for her inability to encircle her boyfriend's thick tool. Twisting and wringing her lube-coated hand, she deftly alternated pressure between her delicate fingers in complex patterns. Taking her time, she worked up and down its length, subtly changing how she worked each part as she thoroughly coated it.

The sensation was new to Kevin, and one he definitely hoped to experience again. The petite Korean girl's nimble movements were tantalizing, even moreso at the almost teasing pace she was moving. Throwing his head back and closing his eyes, Kevin let out a long satisfied breath as he fully took in the sensation of his girlfriend dexterously massaging every inch of his cock. Then it stopped.

Looking back down at the alternative angel kneeling at his feet, Kevin saw that she was applying more lube to her hand. Having regained enough presence of mind to speak, he breathlessly asked the first thing that came into his head, "Where did you learn to do that?"

Hana raised her re-coated hand and returned to her ministrations, experimenting with new techniques. Smirking up at Kevin and rolling her eyes, she said, "Wow, the blood really does leave your brain. Bro, I game whenever I get the chance and I've been playing guitar since we were eleven. I'll probably have carpal tunnel before I hit thirty, but I know how to use my hands." As if to punctuate the statement, she put down the lube and raised her now free hand to join the one toying with Kevin's tool, bringing them together to wrap all the way around his girth.

In an instant, experiences from Kevin's new memories flashed through his mind—having to listen to Hana learn to play, Hana in a band, comforting Hana when the band broke up, and a half-dozen others—and left him feeling even closer and more in awe of the girl pleasuring him. He had the coolest girlfriend.

Bringing Kevin back to the present, Hana began to slowly move her small hands up and down his length, teasing his sensitive flesh with her skillful shifts in pressure. Kevin started to close his eyes and lean his head back again, his leg shifting and knocking over Hana's bottle of lube. A question popped into his head and he blurted out, "Not that I'm complaining—mnh... oh, yeah... definitely not complaining—but—ahh—why exactly do you have lube handy?"

As if demonstrating the lube's necessity, Hana accelerated her hands' movement over Kevin's slick length. The finer movements of her fingers were sacrificed, but they were replaced with greater pressure and friction at higher speeds. It was definitely different, but in no way worse, and the change was overwhelming. Maintaining her new pace, the blue-haired nymph looked up into Kevin's barely-focused eyes and shot him one of her sly smiles, answering, "You're telling me you don't have any?"

"Ahh-ah... Um, I—oh, wow... F-fair point," Kevin stammered. He was having trouble following what they were talking about, much less contributing to the conversation, and Hana seemed to be having fun making it more difficult for him. It was just a handjob, but it was a handjob from Hana. The impact of their emotional connection probably would have been enough to make it overwhelming, but she was apparently also a some kind of handjob virtuoso.

When Hana's hands came to a stop at the base of Kevin's rod, he worried he'd said something wrong. To his great relief, he was quickly disabused of this notion when one of her hands slid down to massage his balls, while the other resumed its earlier work of teasing its way up and down his shaft. As she brought him closer and closer to the edge, his blue-haired lover once again fixed her eyes on his and smiled up at him mischievously, explaining, "A girl needs relief sometimes too."

Kevin knew that women took care of their needs as well—he'd watched enough of it on the internet—but hearing his girlfriend say that she took things into her own hands was something else entirely. Imagining Hana using the same magic fingers she was pleasuring him with on herself had him closer than ever, but he managed to hold back.

Hana wasn't making it easy though. The dexterous hand on his rod was as divine as ever, but her slippery fingers carefully teasing his balls was an entirely different delight. Before Kevin could even get used to it though, Hana launched her next attack. The petite Korean girl brought the hand she had been teasing his length with up to the sensitive head of his rod and rolled her slick palm over it.

Hana didn't let up on the verbal front while she pushed Kevin to his limit physically either. As she moved her hand up her lover's shaft towards its tip, the blue-haired beauty playfully diverted her eyes and innocently added, "I might also have a toy I bought after sneaking a few peaks at your not-so-little friend here. It pales in comparison to the genuine article though."

The wonders Hana was working with her hands had Kevin in a foggy-headed daze, but what his lover said cut straight through. He had already been on the edge of orgasm, barely holding on, but hearing his adopted sister say that she had bought, and presumably used, a dildo chosen because of its similarity to his cock was too much. Marshalling the last of his willpower, he managed to shout out a warning, "C-cumming!"

As the first white rope shot into the air, Hana dropped her head and caught it in her mouth. She continued lowering her head and closed her lips around the engorged tip of her lover's member, pumping his length and massaging his balls as he shot spurt after spurt into her warm waiting mouth.

After unloading more shots than he thought he had in him, Kevin's body finally relaxed, Hana releasing his member as it began to deflate. Before Kevin could fall back onto the bed in exhaustion, however, the petite Korean beauty at his feet met his eyes again and opened her sealed lips to stick out her tongue and reveal a mouthful of his thick white seed. After several seconds of the erotic sight, she closed her soft lips and made a show of swallowing. Parting her lips again, she proudly displayed her clean tongue and empty mouth as proof that she had indeed ingested his essence.

Any limpness immediately left Kevin's dick, leaving him rock hard and ready to go once again, no wish needed. Hana grinned at this, and said, "I've always wanted to do that." When Kevin gave her a surprised look, she rolled her eyes and added, "Yeah, I watch porn."

In response, Kevin stood up, grabbed his girlfriend's hand, and pulled the surprised girl up into his arms for a passionate kiss. To his surprise, he found he didn't really mind his taste in her mouth, and even enjoyed how it mixed with hers. When they finally parted, he kept Hana in his arms and asked, "Do you put effort into being perfect or does it just come naturally?"

The blue-haired Asian beauty smirked confidently, the expression only slightly undercut by the blush on her cheeks. "It's all natural. I even attracted the perfect boyfriend." Pausing to reach between them and wrap a hand around Kevin's still-hard member, she continued, "He's even good to go again in less than a minute."

"I think that one's on you," Kevin replied with a chuckle.

"Well, I want it in me," Hana said, giving the organ in her hand a gentle squeeze. "Ready stud?"