Watching You... - Sex Stories

Watching You...

... open and catch me in the act. Your eyes lock onto mine and a deep breath you didn’t even realize you were holding escapes your lips. I’m watching you. And it’s making my cock hard as steel. Eric pulls himself from your neck and spins you around while stepping behind you. He’s placed you between him and me. He quickly undoes your bra and you let it fall, exposing you to me before he sees you. He leans down and slides your jeans the rest of the way down your legs. You lift each leg and let him remove them completely. You’re standing before me, with him behind you, in nothing but your panties. Your juices are running down your leg. You’re biting your lower lip. Your eyes are heavy and sultry. You can see my dick straining against my own jeans, but I’m doing nothing for myself. Not yet. Eric embraces you from behind. His hands explore your breasts as he returns his lips to your neck. One of his hands begins to slide down your stomach, slowly and deliberately reaching for the top of your panties. His fingers begins sliding underneath the last barrier to your soaking pussy. Your eyes screw shut and your mouth opens wide as his fingers enter you. A moan escapes your lips as he brushes against your clit. I barely stifle my own groan. I want that to be me doing these things to you, not him. But I’ll get my own chance soon enough. I’ve instructed Eric well. He’s going slowly, tenderly and methodically. I’ve told him that’s what you want and all the little spots that make you melt. I ...

... know you want to be fucked. You want it hard and rough, to be taken. But that’s my job. His job is to fulfill your fantasy. You open your eyes to catch me staring at you once more. In truth, my eyes never left you. They couldn’t even if I wanted them to. No longer content to be passive in this experience, your hand reaches behind you and wedges itself between your ass and his crotch. I can’t see what you’re doing, but I know exactly what’s going on. You’re rubbing his dick through his jeans while you stare at me and he fingers your dripping pussy. Suddenly, you turn in his arms. You pull him to you for another kiss as your hands free his cock. In the process, you’ve turned both of you so that I’m watching from the side. You want me to see this. You lower yourself to your knees before him. You pull his jeans down to his ankles. One hand reaches for his balls and the other encircles his hardness. You begin to slowly stroke him and play with his heavy balls. His head falls back as he enjoys your attention and the pleasure you’re giving him. You lean into him and slowly lick the head of his penis, his body shudders at the contact, before sliding the first few inches of him into your mouth. I watch you as engulf his cock. I see you take him all the way to your throat, but you never let him enter it. That’s for me. I receive your message loud and clear and want nothing more than for that to be my dick nestled against the back of your throat. It will be soon enough. Your head bobs ...