Watching You... - Sex Stories

Watching You...

... whatever I say next. I have you. “So beautiful,” I say before leaning in for another kiss. This one is tender and slow, just our lips vying for sensual dominance. But we already know who’s won that right for the night. “Will you please me tonight?” I ask after reluctantly breaking the kiss. “Yes,” you respond, your eyes still half closed. “Will you let me please you tonight?” I ask, my voice is slightly shaky. “Oh, yes,” you reply, focused only on me. Our eyes lock and I wonder if you have any idea of what’s about to happen. I don’t get to ponder the thought long. A knock at the door interrupts me as I stare into your eyes. I step away to answer the door but turn to look at you again to judge your willingness. I see passion and lust and desire, maybe a little confusion. But there’s no fear. That’s enough. “Let me do this for you,” I say before turning back to the door. I open the door and invite the person in. You recognize him as he enters the room. “Do you remember Eric? He’s going to help me tonight. I’ve already told him exactly what to do,” I say to you. You begin to realize what’s going on and your eyes widen. “I don’t know if I…” you begin to say before I interrupt you. “Yes you can,” I interject, “let me do this.” It’s somewhere between a command and a question. “You want me to watch you. I want to watch you.” Your face goes red, your breath catches for a moment, your eyes show the conflict waging inside of you. Give in to the night or back out now? I step to you ...

... before you can decide. I take you in my arms and kiss you. This kiss is all desire, passion, and lust. I pull away from the kiss and look you dead in the eye. “Be my slut tonight,” I whisper, “let me do this for you.” Your eyes close for a moment as you lick your lips. When they open, you return my gaze and say simply, “Yes.” You reach for me, your hands going behind my head to pull me to you again. You kiss me this time, returning all of my passion in kind. As the kiss breaks, I reluctantly pull away and move to a chair where I can watch the show unfold. Once I’m seated, I look to Eric and nod. It’s such a simple gesture, yet, it means that tonight will be the night we fulfill one of your deepest fantasies. Eric slowly moves towards you. He’s unsure of himself and nervous about the situation. We all are, but my mind is made up, your mind is willing, and your body is ready. “Kiss her,” I say to break the silence of the moment. He looks to me. Then to you. He tentatively leans into you. You both pause for a moment. Then your lips meet. The kiss is slow. His hands come to rest on your shoulders. As the kiss deepens, he slides your unbuttoned blouse off of you. I can see it all. His lips begin to move to your neck while his hands lower the zipper to your jeans. He lowers your jeans as much as he can while still kissing your neck. His hands move to your ass and begin to slowly and deliberately massage each cheek. I’m openly staring, completely enthralled by your sensuality. Your eyes ...