No Touching

My body was aflame with the sensations searing through every sinew. I was on fire, everywhere. I was shuddering and tingling, almost convulsing. I was doing it, it was happening. I was making myself cum without any penetration or other stimulation, other than the cock I was holding in my hands.

"I'm cumming Stuart," I moaned lifting my bottom off the floor.

"Oh yes Zoe."

"You're making me cum without touching me, or fucking me."

It was hard to breath. My eyes were closed, my mouth was open, I was gasping, moaning, grunting and groaning as I thrust my pussy against nothing other than an imaginary cock that was now starting to fuck me. But it wasn't Stuart's cock, for I was holding that. I was caressing it, adoring it and loving it as I slowly and very deliberately, somehow, fucked his cock with the surrogate cunt I was forming with my hands. I could feel he was near.

"Oh Zoe I am cumming," he moaned.

"Yes Stuart I know, so am I?"

"What do I do?"

"What do you mean?"

"I want to cum, I need to."

"Then cum Stuart"

"Where Zoe? Where can I cum?"

"Anywhere Stu, you can cum anywhere."

"Oh God, on you, can I cum on you?."

"Yes."

"Where?"

"Do you want to cum on my tits? On my face?" I asked feeling the extreme straining in his cock.

"Yes," he croaked.

"On my tummy?"

"Yes."

"On my bum Stuart, do you want to cum there?" I asked slowing my strokes of his cock, but making them longer. He thrust himself deep into and out of my hands.

"Oh yes, anywhere Zoe."

As my orgasm simply exploded, I rubbed his cock harder. I lifted myself up a little. I offered my chest to him and then watched as stream after stream of cum shot from his cock and splattered on my tits and face.