I lay sleeping, dozing really, next to Whitman in our heavenly king-size hotel bed. We’d just returned from visiting a strip club, where we’d spent the past couple of hours ogling pretty young things. I’d also inadvertently purchased something between a lap dance and a body shot (more on that later) which probably looked pretty hot. We were naked, cuddling, watching a movie on the laptop. Well, HE was watching…
Whitman was wide awake, a little hyper, and a lot horny. I, on the other hand, was feeling like I’d quit drinking way too long ago, had too much insanely good dinner, and quite crampy. (Can you believe it? The Sex Fairy called a time out for PMS?!)
As I dozed, Whitman slipped off to the bathroom, and then I heard him come out into the dark room and walk to the desk. I opened my eyes, but didn’t move. He never looked at me, just proceeded to open the laptop and settle in to the desk chair, working his cock with his right hand, intently watching the screen, and just as intently working the mouse with his left hand. (Yes! Left-handed! Very impressive, isn’t it?!)
I wanted to move enough to touch myself as I watched, but I didn’t want to remind him that I was there. I also REALLY fantasized about sliding from under the duvet and crawling on my hands and knees from the big fluffy bed to the hard cold floor under the desk, just to make my mouth available. Just in case. Just in case Whitman wanted to fuck my mouth, or cum in my mouth…I wanted to be there for him. In the end, though, my inner voyeur won out. (I didn’t even know I HAD an inner voyeur!!)
Yes, I thought of participating, or verbally encouraging him, but I was mostly fascinated. I love to watch Whitman touch himself, and I’ve seen it before, but he’s always known I was watching. This was different. It was a totally private moment, but there I was…part of it. It was quick and dirty. Whitman is an expert ‘take-your-time’ masturbator, but he was a man on a mission this time. He stroked, his eyes darting rapidly across the screen, his left hand changing the view. I could see his orgasm building on his face, in his eyes, and in the way he moved. The tension built as he stroked faster, slower, faster, and finally he stood up and I recognized immediately his preferred orgasm stance.
I smiled to myself and I DID touch myself then. I was too late to cum with him, but I grinned as I watched his final strokes from my dark hideout. I was in awe of the silence (he’s usually got a beastly sounding orgasm, which I LOVE) and the efficiency of his action. He cleaned up, and as he closed the laptop, I spoke through my smile.
“That was hot.”
another had given her. I told her that was even better. I was going to enjoy fucking her in “his” gift.
We picked up our Hitachi from EdenFantasys, our favorite place to also get lots of much needed lubricant for your own hard Hitachi playtime.
few drinks, and then went back to Maria’s place. After a bit of casual chatting, the three of us are lounging on Maria’s bed when Maria asks me to read some porn off her phone.
If you have never watched two girls doing this in front of you, then I feel very sorry for you. It was amazing. I just stood there, erection in hand, watching them rub away. They were tribbing for a good five minutes. Incredible.
We flip SexFairy around and back Maria goes to licking her pussy. Well seeing Maria’s lovely naked ass upright I could help but take her from behind. So I am now fucking Maria, while Maria is licking Sex Fairy.
After he’d made me cum with the Easy Glider knobby vibrator (that looks like a big candy pop), I said, “I think it looks like it would feel good in your ass. YOUR ass, not mine.”
A man friend of SexFairy recently said he spends his alone time “relaxing on the couch” which I suggested is a euphemism for masturbation. That got me thinking of my time “relaxing.”
Some pole dance. Some take off their clothes, some put their clothes on. Some shower. Some write the names of their serious tippers on their bodies. Some will engage in light FF play, or FFF play, and FFFF play. A few even cook or drive their car while on cam. [Imagine getting PAID to take a shower, get dressed, cook some food, and drive.]
The photo captures here were all taken directly from the site within a five minute period. I left out the fugly’s for your voyeuristic approval.