“OK,” she replied.
“You’ll do it? That’s great. Do you need anything?”
“Maybe something more comfortable to sit on?” She asked.
“There’s a comfortable sofa in the living room. Follow me,” He said enthusiastically.
Russ lead the way. Tina enjoyed seeing his cock rolling around as he walked quickly. He reached into a bathroom on the way and pulled a towel out, as he passed. The sofa was leather. Tina sat down after Russ laid the towel out and it was indeed comfortable. He turned a chair around to face the sofa and plopped down. His cock rocked back and forth as he settled. Sitting quietly, he didn’t touch himself. He placed his elbows on the arms of the chair and smiled expectantly.
‘Oh shit! I got what I asked for. Now what?’ Tina thought. At first, she closed her eyes, but then she decided that was almost like fantasizing someone watching you. She needed to watch the watcher – see his reaction to her sexual actions. She opened her eyes and locked on to Russ’s gaze. When she grasped each nipple between a thumb and index finger, he leaned forward. She gently pulled and toyed with each until they were both firm. He smiled and licked his lips.
‘I can’t believe she’s going to masturbate while I watch. This is one of the most mentally erotic things I’ve ever done. I’m not sure I can keep my hand off my cock. I wonder if she would be all right with me jerking.’ Russ thought.
“How would you feel about me masturbating, while I watch?” He asked.
“If you want, but I’d like to watch that with my full attention. I’ve never seen a guy jerk himself off. I mean, I’ve given hand-jobs and other sexual favors, but never been a spectator.” She explained.
“I’ll wait. You go first,” he replied quickly. ‘God damn. This is so fucking hot, I may cum without touching myself.’ He thought.
Tina was pleased with Russ’s response. She liked that he was willing to forego immediate sexual gratification and focus on her. And focusing on her was exactly what he was doing. His eye contact was piercing, and he continued to lean forward in his chair. She continued to play with her tits, until her nipples were so hard, they stung a little. She planned to take her time and enjoy the process, but it was going to be difficult. Being on ‘display’ was so sexually energizing for her, it was hard to concentrate on anything but an immediate orgasm.
She knew if she touched her muff, it would be hard to keep her fingers out. She decided to do some stretches. Bringing her right knee up to her chest with her hands cupped under her thigh, she stretched the calf out until her leg was straight. Then with her toe pointed, she moved the extended leg out to the side. This opened her labia majora, which became Russ’s sole point of attention. When her heel touched down, she allowed it to remain stretched to the right. She repeated the stretch with her left leg. When it rested on the floor, Russ was getting a view only her gynecologist had faced. He was entranced.
For several minutes she only toyed with her nipples and gently stroked her thigh. Despite the minimal physical stimulation, she was getting increasingly turned on by the act of exposure. Tina savored the look of lust on Russ’s face… the attention. She liked having a sort of control over him, but it was the attention that floated her boat. She adored the attention.
After a few more minutes, she noticed Russ was wet. His cock was receiving no manual stimulation, but there was a long thread of pre-cum hanging from the tip. Previous drops were glistening on his thigh. She thought, ‘The voyeur in you is as freakin’ turned on as the exhibitionist in me.’ Winking at him, she smiled.
‘I’m not sure I can keep my hand off myself. My cock is so hard it almost hurts. Part of me thinks this is too much of a tease, and I should just go boink her. The other half would like to watch this all day. She is so fucking sexy.’ Russ thought.
Tina gradually moved her hand from the outward side of her thigh to the inward. She traced her fingers up and over the outside of her sex. It felt like her fingertips were shooting sparks and her vagina clinched. It took a significant amount of control to move her fingers back down to her thigh. She let go of her nipples and moved both hands to rest on either thigh. They moved in concert up and around her labia majora. Her index fingers trailed in the middle and just inside the outer lips.
Over the next several minutes, she repeated this motion slowly. Russ thought, ‘excruciatingly slow.’ Each time she moved fractionally deeper with her index fingers. She quickly struck moisture and spread it over the outer lips. Her ‘public territory’ gleamed from it in the light of the lamp. That caught Russ’s eye and he groaned with anticipation and pleasure.
Eventually, Tina’s fingers were probing deeply inside her inner lips, as they slowly moved up the vaginal opening. She was glad Russ had put a towel out because she was leaking from her excitement. For a while she steadily moved with slightly more speed and depth. Russ was producing an almost constant stream of pre-cum and his cock was a dark red — almost purple.
After almost a fifteen minutes, she put her left finger on her clit and the right was buried in her juicy love canal. She picked up speed with her stimulation, circling one finger and probing deeply with the other. She began to moan in expectation and lust, spreading her legs even further apart.