I Like To Watch 2

I knew Stacey was on the pill, so I shouldn't have been surprised when he moved up and started fucking her. I had an awesome view from where I was on the bed. It was incredible the way her pussy opened up to swallow his cock, the way her breasts jiggled with their movements. His cock glistened with her wetness as he pulled it almost all the way out, then shoved it back deep into her body. His forehead was wrinkled in concentration, dripping in sweat.

Her head rolled back and forth, her long hair spread out on the bed. They were kissing each other, whispering encouragement, breathing hard. He was fucking her faster, harder now. I loved the sound they made together. She was coming. She cried out loud, hands on his rump, pulling him into her. He shouted, and buried himself deep inside her, and they collapsed together. My legs were spread wide, I had two fingers of one hand in my pussy, while the other hand worked furiously on my clit. They watched, enthralled, as I brought myself off. It was the best orgasm I had ever had, it seemed like it would never stop.

At college, I had more friends, but I still didn't date very much. For the first time, I was really interested in school, and with all the coursework, I didn't have much time on my hands. And the fact is I wasn't that interested in being with anybody.

I went through this phase where I really got off on watching people masturbate. I think it is incredibly sexy seeing the private ways people touch their bodies, the secret ways they pleasure themselves. I asked my friend Jason one day if he would let me watch while he jacked off. "Are you serious?" he asked. I wouldn't be asking if I weren't serious, I told him. "Can I watch you too?" Of course. We got naked together in his room.

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He had a nice hardon. We lay down on the floor across from each other. He squirted some lubricant onto his hands. I liked the sure, gentle way he handled his cock. He worked silently, stroking himself in a sure, steady way, his eyes glued to my pussy, where my fingers were wetly busy. Just before he came, he stuck one finger up his asshole. He squirted come halfway up his chest. I came like a roll of thunder. Jason and I became jack-off buddies for a while. He was the only person I've been with, I think, who began to understand my sexuality. He never tried to touch me, never suggested that we do more than watch each other. Sometimes we would watch porn movies together, or download images on the computer. Other times, we would masturbate for each other outside, or in risky, semi-public places. I got a big charge out of that.

Amy and I were kind of friends, not tight, but friendly. We had a couple classes together. She was very proper and neat, and sharply intelligent. She had a dry, sarcastic sense of humor that I liked. She laughed at my jokes. I don't know what possessed me to ask her, but I did one day, sitting with her in the cafeteria. "I'm not gay, you know." she said. I know, I just like to watch. "Alright." she replied.

We locked ourselves in her dorm room. She put a video on. It was fairly standard stuff as far as pornos go (By this time, I had become something of a connoisseur.); well-hung studs pounding silicone blondes this way and that. Amy obviously thought it was secret and naughty, and the fact that she was sharing it with me turned me on immensely. She got a dildo out from her nightstand. I've never really got into toys, but I loved watching her use it on herself. We were naked, of course, by that time. She had a great body, tall and slender, small breasts and short blonde hair. She watched the video and I watched her.

She spread her legs wide apart, and slid the plastic cock in and out. I loved watching her pussy devour the toy. She rubbed her clit as she fucked herself, and I matched her rhythm on my own clitoris. She was fucking herself hard, burying the dildo deep in her cunt, her finger a blur between her legs. On the screen, two muscle-boys were taking their pleasure with a busty, shaved blonde. I came, loud and long. I surprised myself: I usually come silently. We talked for a while, after we were done, laying around naked. She wasn't very experienced, sexually.

She hadn't dated much in high school, she said. Who had? I asked. We seemed to have a lot in common, our passion for our studies, our reading interests, our hopes for the future. I wondered that we hadn't become better friends before. After a while, she asked if she could go down on me. I said yes. After she made me come again, we traded, and I licked her pussy and clit until she cried out. It was fun. We spent the rest of the afternoon together in her dorm room.

The day I watched Jason with another boy was a revelation. I had never really looked at gay porn before. It was he who brought it up. He had been seeing this guy, he said. They were starting to get serious. He had told this boy, Mathew, that he had a friend who liked to watch. Mathew had agreed to it. Would I like to? Watch? Of course I would. I had never actually seen two men kiss before, and I found it very erotic.

The fact is, I love the male body, with all its hardness and softness, and here I was getting a double eyeful. They kissed passionately for a while, touching each other all over. I felt my panties getting damp. I could see the twin lumps in their crotches, and I couldn't wait to see them touching each other more intimately. I had a hand down the front of my pants when they landed in the bed. Jason pulled off Mathew's shirt, and started kissing and massaging his back. He had a very sexy back, smooth and muscular. After a little of this, Jason rolled Mathew over, and started sucking his nipples.

Mathew was groaning with pleasure. I took the opportunity to step out of my pants, and to pull off my now soaking panties. Jason unsnapped Mathew's jeans, and, surprise! He wasn't wearing any underwear, and his hard cock bounced free. It wasn't as big as Jason's, but that didn't concern me. It was nicely shaped, circumcised, and swollen with desire. The jeans came off, and Jason paused to remove the last of his own clothing. I was in heaven; two great male bodies, full of sex and totally turned on, right in front of me. I slid a finger up inside my hungry pussy. "Suck me.", Mathew moaned, and Jason went right to it. My pussy gushed. Slowly, excruciatingly, Jason kissed all around Mathew's crotch, nuzzling his balls, but avoiding the trembling hard cock. He pushed Mathew's legs up in the air, and stuck his face between the asscheeks.

From Mathew's gurgles, I knew that Jason's tongue must be buried deep in his asshole. At last Jason turned his full attention to Mathew's erection. The poor thing was purple with desire by this time. Using just the tip of his tongue, Jason traced up and down the length of the shaft. Finally, he opened his mouth wide and took it inside. He swallowed the entire length. His face was pressed into Matthew's pubic hair. Mathew grasped Jason's head and began to fuck his face. This was wild, I was in ecstasy. I matched their rhythm, finger-fucking myself until Mathew shouted out loud and came in Jason's mouth. After a breather, Mathew got onto his hands and knees on the bed.

Jason rolled a condom on, and then squirted lube all over his erection. Holy shit, I thought, they're actually going to do it. While I watch. I couldn't believe how wet I was. Jason started licking Mathew's ass again, worshiping it with his tongue. Mathew moaned, wiggled, held his cheeks wide apart for Jason's exploring tongue. Jason slowly stroked his own slippery, rubber-sheathed cock while he rimmed Mathew's anus.

At last he removed his mouth, and positioned himself behind Mathew, his cock pressed between the boy's muscular cheeks. Mathew sighed and buried his face in the blanket. I wasn't sure how Jason's cock was going to fit into that little hole, but I knew that it would. Jason pressed forward, Mathew grunted and shoved back, and little by little, they buried his dick in Mathew's asshole. Jason started fucking him, slowly, gently at first, then faster and harder. Mathew was jacking off while Jason pounded him.

I was sliding two fingers in and out of my pussy along with them, and tickling my own asshole with another finger. I was avoiding my swollen clit for now; I wanted to come with them. Jason cried out, the way he always did when he was coming, and I brought my finger up to circle my aching clitoris. He pulled out of Mathew's wide open anus, pulled the condom off, and squirted semen all over his sexy, heaving back.

I came at the same time, and Mathew wasn't far behind us. They cleaned up. We took a shower together, with much kissing and fondling between the two of them. We shared a joint. Mathew hadn't known that Jason's voyeuristic friend was going to be female. He thought it was cool, he said, that I got off watching them fuck. I wasn't invited back to watch them again though. Jason told me that it was too weird for Mathew. I could understand that.

It was Christmas break, my second year of college, when Stacey and I got together. We were home for the holidays, and had two weeks of incredible sex together. I had fooled around with a couple of girls at this point, and Stacey was well on her way to being a card-carrying lesbian. She told me that, back in high school, when I had watched her and David fuck, she had really wanted me to join in. I think sex between good friends is usually the best. Stacey definitely knew how to push my buttons. I had more orgasms on her sweet tongue than I can count.

Stacey liked it kinky, and that was fine with me. I learned to appreciate the stinging smack of leather on tender flesh, learned to love the way my lover strained against the bonds that held her tight as she struggled to get her tongue into my sex. I spent happy hours with my face nestled between her firm ass cheeks, my tongue exploring her dark, musky anus while she pulled my hair and twisted my nipples mercilessly. Stacey wanted me to be her girlfriend. It wasn't practical, I told her, the schools we went to were states apart.

What I didn't tell her was, that no matter how much I liked her, no matter how good the sex was, I didn't want to be anybodys girlfriend. I went out on infrequent dates with boys, and a few girls, throughout college. Sometimes we would fool around after. Sometimes I would sleep with them. I might ask them to masturbate while I watched. But I never let it go beyond a date or two. I don't like to get involved. I like to watch.

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