BtB: The DancebyEdge23©
Sometimes when Ashley's in bed and I can't sleep, I fire up the computer and get on IRC, which stands for Internet Relay Chat. Now, before you accuse me of cheating on Ashley with some no good, screen licking, keyboard-humping cyber ho, let me tell you that I never actually have cybersex. See, Ashley and I talked about this and she would consider that cheating and I respect that. However, I don't mind watching other people have cybersex. I think it's a turn on, just like reading erotic stories. That's why I use the nickname 'TheWatcher.' Believe me when I say there's no limit to the number of people on the net that will let you watch.
So, one night, I was online, sitting there in the chat room quietly, just watching the scroll go by. Honestly, I was bored. Not much was happening. It was just me and the lamers trolling for cybersex.
I looked away from the screen, thinking that I might give up and go to bed. I turned back to say goodnight when I realized there were about twenty lines of text directed at someone with the nickname 'DancerDame.' Scrolling quickly, I could see that all of the messages to her were the usual lame cybersex pickup lines. Horrible.
Finally, DancerDame seemed perturbed and asked, "Is there anyone out there who wants to watch me dance?" Seemed perfect.
I asked her, in channel, if I could send her a private message about watching her. She said yes, so I did.
TheWatcher: So, what kind of dance were you thinking?
DancerDame: Well, I was hoping to give you a lap dance.
TheWatcher: That'd be great! As long as there's no actual cybersex.
TheWatcher: I'm married.
DancerDame: Don't worry. It's only a lap dance.
With that, we went to our own chat room, Watchers_Paradise. I made sure the room was invitation only and that no private messages would get in from outside.
DancerDame: You ready, baby?
TheWatcher: TheWatcher nods
DancerDame steps forward again and using her leg pushes your knees apart and steps between your legs
DancerDame places her hands on your shoulders and leans forward, blowing softly up the side of your neck
TheWatcher sighs and tilts his head
DancerDame bites your neck then stands up straight again
TheWatcher runs his eyes over you
DancerDame pulls off her shirt and lets it fall to the ground
TheWatcher blinks and grins
DancerDame: hey I'm still wearing a bra
TheWatcher: Don't matter
DancerDame turns around so her back is facing you and pushes her pants down slowly, bending over at the waist and sliding them all the way down
TheWatcher groans softly
DancerDame stands back up and kicks away her pants, then sits in your lap and leans back against you
DancerDame: no touching remember
DancerDame starts to rotate her hips, first moving them right and left then pushing back against you
TheWatcher groans louder
DancerDame moves her hips in a circle and raising her arms, circles them around the back of your neck
TheWatcher tries to lean forward to kiss your neck
DancerDame grabs your hair in her hand and pulls your head back
DancerDame turns her head and bites into your neck and grinds her ass harder against you
TheWatcher grits his teeth and grinds against you
DancerDame stands up and steps away from you
DancerDame turns to face you and pushes you back against the chair
DancerDame trails her nails lightly down your chest, scraping your nipples
TheWatcher closes his eyes and sighs
DancerDame kneels on the chair on either side of you, straddling your lap but not touching you
DancerDame: So how turned on are you right now?
TheWatcher thinks before answering
DancerDame smiles and leans forward, brushing her nipples across your cheek and lips
TheWatcher sticks out his tongue and tries to lick
DancerDame pulls back before you can touch her
TheWatcher clenches his jaw and watches you
DancerDame tangles her fingers in your hair and pulls your head back, then lowers her mouth until she's almost touching your lips and licks your upper lip
TheWatcher sighs and tries to lick back
DancerDame touches the tip of her tongue to yours
TheWatcher whines and tries to move his head forward
DancerDame presses her mouth against yours and sucks on your tongue
TheWatcher moans and works his lips against yours
DancerDame pulls her head back and licks her lips then lowers herself so she's straddling you
TheWatcher breathes deep and watches, wanting to pull his hands free
DancerDame: nope. Keep your hands there
DancerDame rocks her hips down and forward, rubbing against you
DancerDame: mmmmm. I like it when you get growly
TheWatcher gasps, his breath getting caught in his throat
DancerDame pulls your hair so you arch back over the back of the chair and bending forward licks your nipple, then scrapes her teeth across it
TheWatcher cries out, struggling to keep his hand behind him
DancerDame bites down on your nipple and tugs
TheWatcher gasps again, arching his chest toward your mouth
DancerDame smiles and bites down harder then releases it and smoothes her tongue across it
TheWatcher breathes quick, ragged gasps, his eyes wide
DancerDame moves her mouth to your other nipple and flicks her tongue across it then blows lightly on it
TheWatcher groans, expecting the same treatment as the last
DancerDame smiles and licks your nipple again hard and fast then straightens up
TheWatcher grits his teeth
DancerDame trails little bites up your collarbone then bites down hard on your shoulder and grinds her hips down against you
TheWatcher growls and throws his head back
DancerDame presses her chest against you, letting the lace on her bra scrape against your nipples and nips your neck playfully
TheWatcher strains against you, wanting nothing more than to pull his hands free
DancerDame smiles and shakes her head no then grazes her teeth up the side of your neck
TheWatcher closes his eyes and takes a deep breath through his nose, smelling your hair, the smell of your skin
DancerDame licks the skin over your pulse then scrapes her teeth across it
TheWatcher cries out just a little
DancerDame bites down on your pulse, digging her teeth gently into your skin
TheWatcher gasps and just manages to keep his hand from going to your head, moving it back behind him
DancerDame growls warningly and bites down harder, feeling your heartbeat pulse through your skin
TheWatcher cries out again, making only random half words
DancerDame releases your neck and runs the tip of her tongue over the bite mark, tracing each indentation
DancerDame rolls her hips in a circle against you then thrusts harder
TheWatcher mutters 'Good god' and shudders
DancerDame leans her head on your shoulder
TheWatcher tilts his head to touch yours
DancerDame kisses your neck
DancerDame: ok I'm doing driving you crazy
TheWatcher: Yes, you are
DancerDame: How was that?
TheWatcher: That was incredible.
DancerDame: Thanks for watching.
TheWatcher: My pleasure!
DancerDame: Have a good night.
TheWatcher: Thanks! You too.
DancerDame has left channel Watchers_Paradise
I logged off and realized that I had indeed enjoyed it. My penis was raging inside my lounge pants. Ashley didn't have anything important to do in the morning, so I headed upstairs with a grin and an erection.