Watching You... - Sex Stories

Watching You...

... back and forth on his dick. The sound of a sloppy blowjob grows louder as the spit builds in your mouth. You’re still toying with his tight balls. I know he’s in heaven. Apparently, too much heaven. Without warning, he leans down and grips you by your arms. He pulls you up to him and guides you to the couch. He gently sits you down and leans you back until you’re half laying and half sitting with your legs spread. Your panties are so completely soaked. I’m not the only one who notices. He takes hold of them and pulls them away, exposing your pussy to both of us. He leans down to you and inhales sharply, catching a large whiff of your scent. He drops to his knees, reaches for your hips, and pulls you to his tongue. You cry out as he begins to explore your inner folds. Your hands fly out and grip the back of his head, pulling him even further into your crotch. You stare at me with eyes wide open as I watch you getting eaten. My cock feels like it’s about to explode. He takes his time lapping away at you. Your body is writhing at his touch. Your breath is becoming louder. But your moans are kept to a minimum. I love it when you’re loud, when you’re begging me to fuck you, or telling me exactly what you want to do to me. You know this all too well. Staying silent is another message just for me. But not for long. A single moan escapes your lips as you feel your orgasm building. He takes this as a sign to increase his tonguing of your pussy. That drives another moan. Then another. ...

... Your body goes stiff and your eyes screw shut. You cry out as you cum on his tongue, your hands clutching at the couch cushion, your hips shoving your crotch into his face. Once your body stills, Eric stand before you. He removes first his shirt, then his shoes and socks, and finally his jeans. Standing before you completely naked, he’s ready for more. So are you. You scoot yourself back onto the couch, lying flat on your back, your legs open and ready. You want his dick. You want me to watch you take his dick. He climbs on top of you and takes hold of his own cock. He lines it up with your flooded pussy as you turn your head to stare at me. I watch the pleasure on your face as his dick slides into you, one long and slow stroke, until he’s buried inside of you. He holds himself above you and slowly withdraws from your pussy. Just as slowly, he enters you again, all the way inside of you. You so badly want more, but you’re letting him control the pace, saving the rest of what you want for me. In and out he continues, never altering the pace that is driving you nearly insane. You wrap your legs around his waist to increase the pressure his dick applies to the walls of your pussy as he strokes into you. Your hands move to his chest, hoping the increased contact will spur him on. It does, but only slightly. His movements pick up in intensity, but not speed. He continues to slowly thrust into you. You continue to watch me watching you. As you stare at me, I mouth the words to you, ...