Voyeur

The sheet slips exposing my breast. My eyes close slowly. I can feel my nipples begin to rise as my fingers brush past. In my mind I can see you sitting by the end of the bed, watching, admiring me. A smile plays on my lips.

My fingers run slowly along my jaw, down my neck and across my collar bone. The cool air sends goose bumps across my exposed skin, as my hand pushes the sheet back further. You smile.

The sheet comes to rest below my navel. My hands run smoothly across my stomach and over my breasts. My nipples ache to be tugged and twisted. In my mind I still see you sitting at the end of the bed watching, urging me to please myself, wanting me to put on a show for you.

While my right hand pinches my nipple, tugging and twisting, my other hand reaches down below the sheet. Two fingers touch my thigh, then up further, exploring. My legs part instinctively, allowing better access for my wandering fingers. I kick the sheets off, now on the bed lying exposed before you.

My breathing starts to get faster, my breasts raising and falling. Licking my lips, they part slightly allowing me to pant softly, as my fingers run along my pussy, getting coated in my wetness. My nipples are being tantalised by my other hand, pulling and twisting them until they ache.

Pushing a finger inside my pussy, I can smell my scent now, it makes me hotter. Another finger is circling my clit slowly, teasing me towards an orgasm. A gasp escapes my lips as I push a second finger into myself, the finger playing with my clit still circles slowly. Tantalisingly slow. You are smiling now, enjoying my show, watching me tease myself.

The hand playing with my nipples, slides down my body and starts to play with my clit faster as I push in a third finger. By this time I am panting, getting wrapped up in the feelings of pleasure. The familiar feeling of pressure is growing between my legs causing me to arch my back more and tilt my head back.

I bring myself right to the edge of orgasm then stop. Panting heavily I do not move until the feeling has subsided. I start again, faster this time, allowing myself to get lost in the pleasure a second time. My soft panting soon becomes louder groans as I get closer to orgasm again, wanting to push myself over the edge, yet enjoying the exquisite pleasure of denying myself.

I stop a second time, waiting longer before starting this time. But when I start again, the pressure builds rapidly as my fingers push in and out. The finger teasing my clit works furiously, causing my hips to start to lift, bucking ever so slightly into my hand.

This time I am unable to stop myself, my hips buck more, until the pressure builds to exploding point. With a final thrust of my hips, my muscles cramp and I bite down on my lip to stop myself from crying out. I can feel the waves of pleasure run through my muscles, then my whole body relaxes and I let out a contented sigh as I remove my fingers. I bring them up to my mouth and lick them, then suck on them like they were a cock, tasting and enjoying myself.

You are at the end of the bed, ready for my next show, still with a smile on your face.