The glass wall separating us is thin, but it’s there. We can see each other, hear each other, but at this point, physical contact with each other is not a possibility.
No matter. That won’t stop us from having our fun.
I watch as your eyes lock on mine, mirroring the burning lust I feel under your gaze. The tip of your tongue darts out, moistening your lower lip, and I bite down on my own in response. Your smile is sultry, smug.
Your hand moves down your body and my eyes follow it, taking in every line and curve. You pause as you reach the bulge between your thighs. With a cheeky look at me, you run your hand over it, once, twice, tilting your hips upwards into your touch. Teasing me. Knowing I want to see more.
Moving your hand up to the waistband of your pants, you stop and cock an eyebrow at me. I nod, desperate to see you, all of you. Slowly, tantalisingly, you tug it down. It resists momentarily before giving in, allowing your cock to spring free. I can’t help but stare as you take it in your hand and start stroking it slowly, lovingly even.
*Use your thumb on the head…. make a nice, slow circle all the way around.*
You comply, throwing your head back with a soft groan as your thumb completes the circle around the head of your cock. As you pull it away, the fine thread of precum clinging to it makes my mouth water. Seeing my reaction, you press your thumb against the glass and I lick it, imagining its saltiness on my tongue.
Enough. I can’t let you have all the fun.
I shift my position, getting on my hands and knees in front of you. Your eyes widen as I reach behind me and pick up my favourite sex toy – a realistic vibrating dildo whose proportions match yours. Setting it down in front of me, I let a drop of spit fall onto it and begin to stroke. I hear you moan as you follow suit, your motions matching mine. I lean in closer and run my tongue along the head of the dildo, once, and then again. I look up to see you gazing down at me, your eyes heavy-lidded and lustful. Keeping my eyes on yours, I part my lips and begin to suck.
Your groan is music to my ears as your hips start to thrust, sliding in and out. I match your pace, bobbing my head up and down, taking you in deeper and deeper with each stroke. As you hit the back of my throat I gag a little, then push past it and keep going. Above me, your moans climb, becoming more and more desperate, getting closer and closer to orgasm with each stroke of my mouth.
But not yet. I’m not done with you yet.
I stop, and sit up. Leaning back, I spread my legs, giving you a good view of my pussy. I reach down and spread my lips apart, showing you just how wet you’ve made me. Without a single touch, with just your cock in my mouth and your moans in my ears, you have me dripping wet and ready for you to fuck me.
How would you like that?
I can’t even wait for an answer – I need you too badly. Moving forward, I turn on the vibrator and lower my pussy onto you. Without sliding into you yet, I run my lips up and down the length of your shaft, coating you in my juices. The vibrations against my throbbing, sensitive clit are nearly enough to drive me wild. Not wanting to waste any more time, I turn – my ass facing you – and guide you inside me.
The feel of you deep inside me is almost enough to make me cum right then and there. I begin to ride you, my pussy clenching tight around your cock as I slide up and down on it. My moans mingle with yours as we fuck, filling the room with the sound of our lust. I can hear the wet sounds of you fucking me hard, ready to pump me full of your thick cum. I know you’re getting close, and so am I.
With a final, hard thrust, I hear you let out a primal grunt as you start to cum. Thick streams of cum hit the glass, and the sound is enough to push me over the edge. I scream as my orgasm rips through me, my muscles convulsing, my pussy clenching and releasing erratically around the still-vibrating dildo. As I continue to twitch, I just about manage to gather enough strength to pull it out of me and turn it off.
Once my shudders subside somewhat, I turn to face you once again. The evidence of your orgasm is still there in the thick, white drips running down the glass. If I’d been there, I would have licked them off… but then again, there would probably have been other places to shoot it than onto a wall. Behind it, you’re watching me, your erection tamed, a lazy, sated smile on your face. I can tell that you’re satisfied, and it gives me great pleasure knowing that I am the one who did it.
*Until next time, then.*
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/cdtfiw/watching_you_watching_me_fm_first_person