Princess Andi confesses her love of  a man’s hands:

 

I am a big flirt… or so I am told. I don’t really think so. I like to think I am friendly and polite. Ha ha ha! Okay, who am I kidding? I am a big cock tease! I can’t help it … being a big cock tease means being a big flirt!

 

However, guys tend to ask me, Princess Andi, what do you like in a man?  Ha ha ha! I love how you cock strokers really try to get to know me better, and care about what makes this Princess happy.

 

So I am going to share something, I don’t think I ever admitted to anyone but my boyfriend, Steve. I love a man’s hands. A man’s hands tell me a lot about him. Are they well groomed? Are they rough from hard work?  (And just because a man has smooth hands, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t work hard. I know this).

 

I just get so turned on sometimes from a man’s hands, the long, slender fingers, the heat that emanates from them. Hands are capable of so much. I love thinking of all the pleasure that I can derive from those hands. I also enjoy when a man talks with his hands. Very sexy.

I get turned on with the way you use your hands to flirt:

And I do love the subtle teasing one can do with those hands … the silent flirting … touching my hand a little longer than necessary… the holding of hands… the caressing of a finger (this sends me out of orbit) . I love the feeling of you brushing your thumb over the top of my hand.  All these actions make my panties wet and my nipples hard.  I can’t help it. Just like you can’t help your dick twitching at the thought of turning me on. *wink*

Your hands brushing up against mine turns me on.

The other night I was out and the bartender grabbed two of my fingers when taking my money. It was an innocent touch… or was it? It really doesn’t matter. What does matter is the immediate response that my body had when he touched my hand. I was so turned on by his touch.  (my panties are soaking wet just thinking about it). His hands were hot, and his touching my fingers had me creaming in my panties, right then and  there.  By the time I got home, I was so horny… well, I can assure you Steve and I didn’t get any sleep that night!

How my hand fetish got started:

 

That brings me back to one of my earlier experiences when this fetish of mine started to develop. I  use to go to this bakery when I lived up in the mountains. And the guy that worked there had the nicest hands. He once invited me to watch him work, and I remember seeing his hands kneading the dough, watching how his fingers moved and the muscles rippling in his arms. I had this tingling sensation start up my spine and I shivered with excitement. The next thing I knew I was sitting in a small layer of flour and he was burying his cock deep inside my cunt. I orgasmed immediately, as I felt his hands  slide up and down my body. It was a delicious feeling and my fetish for a man’s hands was born.

 

Do you like to use your hands to give a woman pleasure? In the comments below, share how you like to use your hands to worship your Princess.

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