wrestling-05

The clock ticks one minute, and I get off you and release your wrists.

"Nice strategy. Worked for me too. Now my dear, off with the drawers."

I sit back, smiling smugly, and watch you get up on your knees, and gradually work the shorts off your hips, the patch of hair between your legs coming into view. You wiggle your hips suggestively as the shorts go down to your thighs, and you sit down to pull them off your legs. As your feet come up to take the shorts all the way off, I catch a peak at your *****, the lips swollen and moist. I can smell the aroma of your arousal too, and it gives away your excitement as easily as my erection tells you mine.

One of my hands unconsciously goes to hold my cock as you open your legs to let me see better, and you smile at the brazen look I am giving your now ***** body. I see your nipples hard and your chest heaving a little from the match. Your stomach is thin and I can see your ribs, that I would love to lick and tickle.

Are you ticklish, I wonder? I can't remember. I sure would like to tie you up and torture you with a feather. That would make you scream, I'll bet.

"Oh, so nice. Such a beautiful body. Well, what next?"

"Well, I sort of like what I am seeing too. I don't think I have ever watched a guy stroke himself. It's pretty cool to watch. Is that how you do it when you jerk off?"

Caught a little by surprise at your frank question, it's a rather exciting topic. I can't say anyone has ever asked me that before.

"Well, I guess so. Comes naturally, I suppose."

"I'll bet it does. Come that is."

We smile at the entendre. I always liked that I could be so open with you. Pretty unusual these days.

"I'll show you if you show me," I say to you, inviting your hands to your body too, so I can watch you. "I would like to see you play with yourself, and see how you like to be touched."

"I would rather have your hands on me, not mine. I know mine."

"In due time, baby. In time."

Round 5

So, slowly, you slide your hands down your stomach, and into the shaved hair between your legs, and your thighs spread slowly to give you r hand access. I watch, mesmerized by the sight of your moist lips coming into view, and your fingers sliding over them, stroking on the outside, lingering on the outer lips.

Your eyes are watching mine, and I look up at you, even though it's hard to remove my gaze from your body, I seethe passion and fire in your eyes, and I know you are enjoying showing as much as I am watching. I too, continue to stroke my cock for you (and for me), and let me fingers just graze the head and rub one finger on the underside, at the so sensitive groove. Meanwhile, your finger slides into your ***** easily, and comes out wet and glistening with your juices. You bring it to your lips and I watch your lips part and your tongue comes out to lick the juices off and your lips close over the tip of your finger as it slides so sexily into your mouth. That's almost enough to make me go off right there, and I have to stop for a moment and let things settle down.

Man are you sexy. You turn me on so much. You return your hand to your *****, and continue to stroke the outer lips, parting them to reach and caress your ****. I can tell you are enjoying the mutual show too, and our breathing is getting heavier.

"So what's the next round?" you ask. "You won, so you can choose the position, right?"

"I guess that's right. I still can't think very clearly. You've got me distracted again."

"Well, why don't you come closer to me, and we'll just see what happens," you offer, relieving me of making any decisions right now. We slide closer to eachother, and let our legs intertwine as we face eachother.

"Is touching allowed?" I ask, almost pleadingly.

"Not just yet. Let's just keep our hands to ourselves for the moment. Makes it sort of exciting, huh?"

"Sort of?! I am dying to run my hands all over you. You are just so sexy. I would love to feel your tits in my hands and feel your hard nipples with my fingers."

"All is due time...all in time."

Quid pro quo.

Round 6.

I can only try hard not to come all over the place, the sight is so sexy in of me. I love the look on your face as you are watching me stroke myself, and I love looking down at you, so close, so aroused, your fingers sliding in and out of your *****, coating them with your juices.

"Maybe we could do some touching now, you think?" you ask, getting more and more aroused.

"Yeah, I think that would be nice about now. I don't think I can wait much longer to have my hands on you."

You reach out to run your hand over my shoulder and down my chest, playing with the hair there, and caressing my nipples. I do the same for you, keeping one hand on my cock and letting the other mirror yours, feeling your soft, smooth breasts, and tracing circles around the outer edge of your nipples, and watching them get harder and begging for more. Your thumb flicks gently at my ******, and it too, hardens under your touch. Your other hand continues to rub your ****, in slow circles, shining with your juice and teasing yourself for me, for both of us.

"God, you are so sexy. You make me so crazy."

Not being able to withstand any more torture, I have to have my hands and mouth on you. I need to taste you and feel your arousal in my hands, against my body. I let go of my cock, and take both hands and hold your breasts, feeling their weight, caressing the undersurface, running my fingers up along the sides, and then around the nipples, hard and erect with excitement. I take my fingers and encircle your nipples, and pinch them softly between my thumb and finger, twirling them gently, feeling their texture, admiring them and you let out a gasp as the sensation connects directly to your *****.

I watch your hand continue to caress yourself, and then let one hand down to cover your hand inside you. I feel your rhythm, and try to learn the places that you touch, your

special areas of pleasure.

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