Cassie took her time gripping and feeling Tony’s dick. She could feel the entire outline of its underside and guessed it was about six inches. Not too big but not too small. He had an average size girth but was neatly trimmed and had larger balls than she was used to.
As she traced her hands from the top of those balls to the bottom of his circumcised head, Cassie’s mouth began to water. And as she circled the head of it for the first time with her fingertips, she felt the familiar consistency of precum. He was dripping. For her.
Cassie spread Tony’s fluid over the head of his cock and started to twist her wrist ever so slightly. She saw this move in an old HBO sex documentary when she was a teenager and it was practically her handjob calling card. She’d finished many a man off like this. Tony tried his hardest not to be one of them.
Cassie paid particular attention to the top of the underside of his dick, never going more than an inch or so below it as he moaned into her mouth. She had her cousin literally and figuratively wrapped in her fingers as she started to stroke him up and down.
“Yeahhhhhhhh,” she said. “You’ve got a nice dick for me, don’t you? It’s so hard…”
Cassie looked to her left. A minute had passed so far and she knew, if she wanted to, she could end it right here, right now.
“You like how I stroke your cock?” she asked Tony, varying her speed based on his reaction. “Tell me. Tell me you like how I stroke it.”
“It’s okay,” Tony said, trying hard not to get overworked. In any other situation, he’d let his dirty-talking cousin bring him over the edge with her words alone but she’d already made him cum pretty quickly once tonight and he didn’t want to take a chance she’d succeed again.
“Just okay?” Cassie asked, bringing her right hand up to compliment her left. Together, they worked in tandem as she twisted them in opposite directions and at opposite speeds up and down his shaft.
The sensation was almost too much to take.
“If it’s just okay, why are you squirming?” she asked.
Tony couldn’t answer. His wife never had this kind of sexual energy and he knew he was putty in his cousin’s hands right now. If he engaged her questions, he’d be a goner.
“If I wanted to, I could make you cum right now,” Cassie said, lowering her left hand to his balls while the right increased its pace up and down his length.
“You sure about that?” Tony asked her. He knew she was right but he wasn’t going to admit it. If she really wanted to, she could make him explode at any moment. So why hadn’t she?
“There’s still three minutes left,” she replied. “I’ve got plenty of time.”
For the next two minutes, Cassie tortured her cousin and enjoyed every moment of his agony. She rotated both of her hands every few moments to lightly rub the head of his dick and it was driving him wild.
To up the ante, when she saw they were down to just 60 seconds on the timer, Cassie looked Tony right in the eyes, spit in her hand seductively and started to speed up.
“Come on cuz,” she said, egging him on. “You want to cum for me, don’t you?”