She Likes To Watch - An Erotic Tale...

She Likes To Watch - An Erotic Tale...

I love watching a man beat his dick. It's a little fetish of mine, and I think it started when my boyfriend claimed he never masturbated. I couldn't imagine -- I know I did, all the time, and according to the statistics, men supposedly do it much more than women. It took him over a year before he was willing to let me give him a handjob...and it was even longer than that before he would beat his dick in front of me. And that was only after I caught him. Well, actually...after he caught me watching. Let me tell you about that...

I'd been watching for a while. I was a bad influence on him...I actually introduced HIM to porn! Can you believe it? He discovered he loved watching two girls together and I'd purchased several girl-on-girl videos just for him. He couldn't resist…which is exactly what I was counting on. At night, after he thought I was asleep, he'd sneak into the living room and put on some lesbian porn. Me? I'd wait to hear the low moans of the girls on the television before sneaking out myself, watching him from the doorway.

The angle from the door was a good one -- I could see his profile, leaning back into the couch, his dick standing straight up inside his pumping fist. I could also see the television screen, the girls there humping a double dildo between them, riding a black jellied dick and moaning loudly. It was hard to decide which to watch, the movement of his hand up and down the length of his dick, or the sweet sight of two wet pussies, one blonde, one dark, impaled on a slick dildo. Just standing there, my pussy was beginning to get wet.

When the girls on screen started moaning louder, fucking faster, pressing their pussies as close as they could, his hand moved faster. When the blonde reached out to squeeze the dark-haired girl's nipple, I heard a sharp intake of his breath and his hand moved even faster.

"Oh, God, baby, I'm cummin’, I'm cummin’!" The dark-haired girl moaned, her belly quivering, her whole body stiff, and I saw his hand squeezing the tip of his dick -- hard -- a bit of precum gathered at the tip. The sight made me breathless with lust and I ached to go lick it off, but I didn't want him to know I was there.

I finally gave into the yearning between my legs, sliding my hand down to touch myself. I was afraid to interrupt him, thinking he'd be so embarrassed about being caught that he'd stop. I definitely didn't want him to stop. I wanted to see him cum. I needed it. The dark-haired girl had changed positions, so she was licking the blonde, using the dildo to fuck her at the same time, the end in her hand, the dick had been inside her pussy, still shiny and slick.

"Oh shit," I heard him whisper as the blonde played with her nipples, pinching, squeezing, moaning, begging the other girl to lick her pussy faster.

"Oh, baby, yes, that's soooo good!" the blonde moaned, reaching her fingers down to spread her pussy lips wider. "Eat that wet ass pussy! Oh God! Lick it 'til I cum all over your face!"

He was jerking himself fast now…so fast…his breath filling the room. His hand shuffled up and down the thick length of his dick, finally focusing right at the head, his eyes half-closed as he watched the screen. My eyes went from him to the TV and back again, my fingers wet, rubbing my clit while I watched. My pussy ached, my nipples hard under my t-shirt, as he pumped faster, harder, his breath coming in panting gasps, his hips bucking up, his toes curling. He was close. So was I.

"That's it!" The blonde arched, spread, came, the dark haired girl pumping that slick dick furiously into her pussy, her tongue a blur over her clit. 

"Ohhhhhhh, ohhhhh shit! I'm cummin’! I'm FUCKING cummin’!" He groaned as he came, his dick spurting hot, white jets of it over his hand, landing thickly on his stomach. Just the sight of his cum made me cum, too, shuddering against the doorway, pressing myself there, my warm juices running down my thighs, like a waterfall. The feeling was so intense I thought I'd collapse.

I moaned as my orgasm subsided, unable to help myself…I couldn't keep quiet…and that's when he saw me. Our eyes locked, and I saw a myriad of emotions cross his face...from embarrassment to excitement. Finally, the latter won out and I went over to him to clean up the mess he made...with my tongue. It turned him on so much to watch me lick up the very essence of him. He returned the favor of course, licking all of the remaining juices from my pussy and thighs without fail. From then on, he beat his dick in front of me whenever I asked him to...if only for the clean up!

But sometimes I still sneak downstairs and watch when he thinks he's alone. What can I say? It’s what turns me on…don’t judge me!