To Watch

I love to watch.

I love to watch. And be watched.

To see you, in all your nakedness laying before me.

I love to hear.

To hear you, all your animal instincts coming to life as you breath for me. Knowing that I’m watching you.

I love to touch.

To run a hand up and down your thigh, gently. Just a brush, giving you a taste of what I know that you are craving.

And then, to remove my hand. And to tell you what I want.

I want to watch you touch yourself.

Move your hands slowly up and down yourself. Feel yourself as I feel you when we are together. When our bodies are pressed close, intertwining.

Don’t start with your breasts, or your pussy. Start with your legs. Run your hands up and down your calves, slowly. Feel your skin, enjoy the soft nakedness of your body contrasted against the tensing of your muscles in anticipation. Feel your outer thighs, and the curves of your hips. Press against yourself, harder now.

And watch me doing the same. Watch me as I see how you like to be touched, taking in every moment. And now, feel your sides, and your hips. Do you feel how they arch slightly when you are turned on? I love seeing that. And I love you noticing your beauty, your animal tendencies. Forget your insecurities, your past, and bursa escort your future. Focus on this moment. Watch me do the same.

Touch your breasts for me.

But not the nipples. Slowly feel the skin of your breasts. Every part of them. Except the nipples. Wait for that. Wait until you can see my breathing get heavy with lust. Now notice your own. Has your breathing changed? Good. Then wait another moment. Not yet.

Do you see what I’m doing to myself? Look, but don’t touch. Watch my body, watch my sex change before your eyes, just for you. Watch my cock start to glisten with arousal. Watch me look down and notice it myself.

Are you ready? Give your nipples a squeeze. Just a short, tight squeeze on each at the same time. Feel yourself shake. I love seeing you in this state. I can see how wet you are, your legs spread open without even realizing it. Know how badly I want to touch you there, to put my mouth on you. But I’m not. I’m doing exactly what you are, but my movements are different, showing you exactly how I like to touch, and be touched. And you are showing me the same.

No more on your breasts. Not yet.

Run your hands up to your neck. Enjoy the sensation of your own skin. Take a finger and put it up to your beautiful lips. You can’t bursa escort bayan see it, but I can tell they are flushed and red. Just like your cheeks and your chest. I bet mine are as well.

Now, it’s time.

You’ve touched yourself and enjoyed your body just the way I feel you. Now I want you to show me how you please yourself. I’m going to do the same.

I’m running my hands down to my cock, already hard and pulsing for you. I’m teasing myself slowly, letting you see how I like to take myself in my hand. I’m using long, slow strokes all the way up, allowing the head of my cock to shake with pleasure as I reach it. Then moving back and forth.

I love watching you tease yourself, your clit between your two sets of fingers. I love seeing how you pleasure yourself with small circles around it at first, then with increasing speed. You move your other hand up to your nipple now, and I don’t stop you. This is what I wanted to see. I want to see how you pleasure yourself when no one is looking. When all the world drops away into a single sensation of pleasure.

I can hear you moaning for me now, calling out my name. Your body is shaking for me, and your eyes plead for me inside you. But not this time. This time I want to see you orgasm, over and escort bursa over. And before I know it, you are. Your legs are shaking uncontrollably, looking right into my eyes I bring myself closer and closer.

But my own pleasure is secondary to yours, as I stop myself from orgasm at the last moment, holding my cock just as your hands do to me when you have me in your mouth, at the base of my cock. I don’t want to cum yet.

You are shaking again, begging me. But I love to tease, and this entire moment is a chance to tease you like no other, and to observe you in all your passion the way no one has ever seen before. To watch you in all your human glory is a gift even more precious than that of being inside you. In this moment, at least. Next time I’m going to fill you. And I know how that drives you mad. And I love it.

And that thought has driven me over the edge. With one final stroke I arch my own back and my legs shake just as yours did. My orgasm hits home just as you have another, and I shoot my cum all over your warm and naked body. You mix us both together on you, letting our cum dry and cool all over you.

I don’t get you a towel. I let it stay on you, the smell of our sex filling the room. The smell of our bodies and sweat mixing in a heap of exhaustion. We’ve made a mess all over, and I loved watching every second of it. We let our worries and insecurities fade into the background, and I loved every moment of it. Because in the end, this moment is all we have, and all our senses are made to enjoy it.

I love to watch. And be watched.