As I Touch Myself

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"As I touch myself"
I find myself drifting to memories of you slowly undressing yourself. You don't know I'm watching. Perhaps I shouldn't be looking but I can't tear my eyes away.
Your blouse, dainty and light in its material, I wish it were my fingers removing the buttons.

"As I touch myself"
I drift back to memories of you lying on your bed. Totally assured that everyone is asleep, engulfed in your own self-pleasure.
Circling your nipple with so light a touch from your finger. Gentle squeezes as you arch your back. I'm wishing it were my hand slowly sliding down your rippled stomach.
I smile as I remember seeing you totally shaven, my curiosity answered.

"As I touch myself"
I remember the smell of your freshly worn panties. Your scent so strong in them, he had you so turned on. I imagine it's me kissing you softly behind the ear. It's me sliding my tongue from your neck to your chin. It's me you wrap your arms around, and pull close to you as I stroke you through your panties.
I remember inhaling deeply the aroma of your juices left staining the cotton material.

"As I touch myself"
I'm taken back to the night you were so turned on, so oblivious. You were un-satisfied, drunk out of your mind. I was drunk out of my mind with lust. I'm sitting there, on the end of your bed, watching. Even the memory brings a tinge of guilt, and I touch myself more. You knew I was watching you touch yourself, and you let me watch. My mouth began to water.

"As I touch myself"
I match my own strokes to yours. Your fingers glide so easily over those full pussy lips. You are so wet, so aroused. I remember smelling you up close for the first time. You offer your fingers to me. I'm turned on even more. I touch myself faster. I taste you for the first time. I could've sucked those fingers forever. You moan as I slide my tongue between your fingers. I moan at the memory.

"As I touch myself"
I stroke harder, and faster, just thinking about you. My heart races as you reach for my hand. You pull me towards you. Your hands are like pillows of cotton touching the sides of my face. Your lips touch mine and no longer able to hold back, I soak my boxers with my own cum.

"As I touch myself"
I smile. I remember the promise made that no one could ever know. Knowing that what we were doing was wrong on so many levels, but so right in its purity and love. My lips kiss yours. Not like a little brother kisses his big sister, but like two lovers lost in passion. You show me how to make my tongue dance with yours. I love you now more then ever.

"As I touch myself"
I think back to your words, "tonight you become a man." I still feel my lips kissing your neck. Savoring your sweaty taste. Kissing your chest, your breast. Devouring your nipple like a hungry child. Your moans guided my every move. I feel the heat of your forbidden passion drawing me lower. I don't have a clue what to do, but I dive in none-the-less.

"As I touch myself"
I can still feel myself, beginning to rise again as I dab my tongue onto your wet pussy lips for a taste test. Not knowing what to expect. Finding out I love your taste. I listen for your moans of approval as I slide my tongue down the center of your pussy lips and back up again. Remembering you spreading your lips and telling me to lick now. I moan as my tongue explores its first juicy hole. The first of many I'm hoping.

"As I touch myself"
I can still feel your warm juices flooding my mouth, my tongue probes have hit the spot and my constant flicking of your clit have brought you to climax. My fingers, two of them inside you, bring you to another climax. I am floating with pride knowing it was my tongue, my fingers, my desires; that made you cum. I feel my own need to cum building inside me.

"As I touch myself"
I follow your every lead as you pull my head back up your body. My mind racing with anticipation as you reach down and remove my soaked boxers. My heart pounding as you grasp my adolescent hard on. Your gentle strokes prepare me for my initiation. I welcome your touch with blind moans of my own.

"As I touch myself"
My pace is quickened, I stoke harder. The tip of my manhood is pressing against your swollen pussy lips. I know I'm teetering on the brink. I thrust my hips forward as you guide me in to paradise. Your moans of pleasure set my body on fire. The sensation is so great I have to grab hold of you to steady myself. Your gentle words of encouragement reassure me that all will be okay.

"As I touch myself"
I stroke faster, harder, remembering the pace you set for me. My hips match your hips. When you push, I pull back. When I thrust, you slam your ass into the bed. Your muscle control massages my dick like a seasoned pro. I'm your puppet and you show me the precise way to move.

"As I touch myself"
I feel myself giving in to the urge building deep from within. The same urge that you brought out of me that night. My balls felt like they were aflame, my thighs tensing up. My entire body becomes rigid as I give in to the passion that begs to erupt from me. You sensing my impending eruption grab my ass and pull me deep inside you. I comply.

"As I touch myself"
My hand feels my dick tense up in preparation. My mind reflects on the muscles in between your legs gripping me, stroking me, milking my manhood for its load. Willingly, with clenched teeth, stiffened thighs, and curled toes. I comply.

You're whispering words of encouragement in my ears. Your hands are gently caressing my back. You are touching my very soul with love.
"As I touch myself"


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Bridget69Bridget69almost 19 years ago
This...

definitely makes me want to touch myself now. LOL!

midwicketmidwicketalmost 19 years ago
hot

wow

that got me fired up

wonderful imagery

your words

paint in my mind

Jennifer CJennifer Calmost 19 years ago
Highly Erotic

Mmmmm this one got me

a little hot under the

collar lol. Very sexy

stuff, liked it ALOT!

Thank you.

~ J