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Sensual Hands: A Forbidden Temptation - part 3
You’re standing in front of the art gallery, anxiously waiting for Andre to arrive. You can feel butterflies in your stomach as you think about the erotic encounters you’ve shared with him so far. Your mind wanders back to the last time you saw him, when you accidentally brushed your hand against his under the table at the café. The memory sends a shiver down your spine.
Finally, you see Andre walking towards you. He looks even more handsome than you remember, dressed in a tailored suit that accentuates his broad shoulders and trim waist. As he approaches, you can’t help but admire the way his hands move gracefully as he walks.
‘Hey,’ he says with a smile as he reaches you. ‘You look stunning, as always.’
‘Thank you,’ you reply, blushing at the compliment. ‘I’ve been looking forward to this all week.’
Andre takes your hand in his and gives it a gentle squeeze. ‘Me too,’ he says softly. ‘Shall we go inside?’
You nod and walk into the gallery together, hand in hand. The atmosphere is quiet and serene, with classical music playing softly in the background. As you wander through the exhibits, you find yourself drawn to a particular sculpture of a hand. It’s made of marble, and the detail is exquisite. You can see every vein and tendon, every crease and wrinkle.
‘This one is amazing,’ you say, admiring the sculpture. ‘The way the light catches the curves of this hand is simply exquisite.’
Andre nods in agreement. ‘It’s incredible how something as simple as a hand can be so beautiful,’ he says. ‘I find myself constantly drawn to them.’
You look at him and smile. ‘Me too. They’re such an underrated part of the human body.’
As you continue to explore the gallery, your conversation becomes increasingly flirtatious. You can feel the sexual tension building between you as you discuss your shared attraction to hands.
Eventually, you decide to leave the gallery and head to a nearby café for coffee. Over drinks, you continue your discussion about hands and their mutual attraction to them.
‘I’ve always found hands to be one of the most sensual parts of the human body,’ Andre says, his eyes locked on yours. ‘They can convey so much emotion and desire.’
You nod in agreement, feeling a shiver run down your spine as he speaks. ‘That’s true,’ you say. ‘And they’re such an intimate part of the body. Touching someone’s hand can be just as erotic as touching any other part of them.’
The sexual tension between you reaches a boiling point when you accidentally brush your hand against Andre’s under the table. You feel a jolt of electricity run through you at the contact, and you know that he feels it too.
Feeling the need for more privacy, you suggest leaving the café and heading to Andre’s private residence. Once there, you both sit on his comfortable sofa, your eyes locked on each other.
‘I can’t help but want to touch every inch of your body with my hands,’ Andre says softly, reaching out to take your hand in his.
You feel a shiver run down your spine at his words. ‘I know exactly what you mean,’ you say, running your fingers over the back of his hand. ‘Your hands are so strong and capable. I can’t help but want to feel them all over me.’
Andre smiles at you, then stands up and takes your hand, leading you towards his bedroom. As you enter the room, you see that it’s dimly lit with candles, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere.
Andre sits down on the edge of the bed and gently pulls you towards him. You sit facing each other, your legs crossed and your hands resting on your knees. Slowly, almost tentatively, Andre reaches out and takes your right hand in his left. He begins to massage your palm with his thumb, applying just the right amount of pressure to make you moan softly.
You close your eyes and let out a sigh of pleasure as he continues to massage your hand. His touch is firm yet gentle, and you can feel the heat radiating from his body as he leans in closer to you.
After several minutes, you open your eyes and look at him. ‘Your turn,’ you whisper, taking his right hand in yours. You begin to massage his palm with your thumb, using the same firm yet gentle pressure that he used on you.
Andre lets out a deep breath as you work your magic on his hand. You can see the pleasure in his eyes as you continue to massage him, and you know that this is only the beginning of your erotic exploration.
As the massage continues, your hands begin to wander, exploring each other’s arms, shoulders, and necks. The sexual tension between you grows even stronger as you touch each other with an intensity that neither of you has ever experienced before.
Finally, you can no longer resist the urge to kiss him. You lean in and press your lips against his, your hands still exploring his body. Andre moans softly into the kiss, his hands roaming over your back and hips.
The passion between you builds as you continue to explore each other’s bodies using only your hands. You both know that this is just the beginning of your journey into hand fetish, and you can’t wait to see where it takes you.