You walk into the bedroom and find me building a seat from pillows and blankets on the floor in front of the full length mirror. "What the heck ..." you begin to say, but my smile and the "shhhhhh" with my finger pressed over my lips silences you. I hope that the look I give you reveals the burning desire in my body.
"Just ..." I pause, nervous, not positive you will follow my lead "just do what I want..." I say, my voice vibrating with the pounding of my heart which is so loud to me, it sounds like the drumbeats of a rock band. I see a little surprise on your face, but it's a good surprise and your smile, just a little crooked but with a conspiratorial note, crosses your face as you nod your acquiescence.
You cross the room to where I am standing and in a low soft tone I command "take off your clothes." You knew this had to be first and slowly, teasingly, you begin to undress. Unbuttoning your shirt, you let it fall to the floor revealing your full breasts captured by your bra, waiting to be released. You move to your blue jeans next. You wiggle your hips as you push them down. You know that turns me on, and this time is no exception. The gather at your ankles and you step out of them, pushing to the side with your foot.
You stand before me, your bra and panties all that is left covering your body. Your eyes capture mine and you look at me, a question, should you continue or do I want to do the honors. But I lick my lips and nod, at you, clearly indicating that you should continue. Your arms reach back and the bra ends its tension. Your breasts, so full and luscious are completely revealed as you shrug the bra to the floor. Your arms cross for a minute, hiding yourself. I know you are still self conscious about your body, "you are beautiful" I whisper "don't hide." Your arms move down to your hips and your thumbs hook the waistband of the simple blue cotton panties you are wearing. Again, you wiggle as you push them down your curves. My cock is hard, pushing at my slacks as I watch.
"I want to watch you." I announce, my voice slightly cracking. You look puzzled, and so I continue "I want to watch you masturbate." Your face flushes crimson and my cock throbs at my words. "I want you to sit here, in front of the mirror. I'll sit behind you. I want us both to watch." Your blush is now covering your upper torso and I can see your mind racing. You are unsure and excited all at the same time. I begin to disrobe as you watch. I drop my slacks first and my cock escapes the confines of my boxers, poking through the opening. My arousal affects you, entices you. As I finish removing my clothes, you step into the area I have prepared.
We sit, facing the mirror, your body, and mine behind you, completely revealed. My legs spread wide and you sit between them, your back nestled against my stomach. My cock presses into the small of your back as you lean back against me. My arms wrap down along side your body, my hands gently rest at the crease where your legs meet your hips. Not quite hugging you, but almost.
Slowly your legs spread. Your knees bend and finally come to rest on top of my thighs. In the mirror I can see your body spread out. My gaze drifts from your pussy to your chest and finally I look deep into your eyes through the mirror. Your face is still slightly flushed. Being exposed to me has you unnerved and excited.
Holding my gaze to your eyes, I lean my head forward and whisper, my voice a low growl "touch yourself for me." Again I see the flash of excitement and embarrassment cross your face as your blush expands again. I can feel your heartbeat, like mine, pounding in your chest. Although a little hesitantly, your fingers begin to caress your body. First fluttering along the tops of your breasts as you let your head rest lightly against my shoulder. I can see you close your eyes.
Slowly you stroke your chest. Fingers lingering and lightly caressing. First across the top and down the sides, then dancing back up along the soft inside. Not quite daring to touch your nipples yet, but with each pass, getting closer. I can feel you begin to relax. Your eyes closed and your head resting heavily against my broad shoulder.
We both gasp slightly as your fingers finally strum across your now erect nipples. Your large nipples have always fascinated me, and watching you stroke them sends tingles through my sex. I almost break my self-imposed rule to join you, but I want to watch. Gently you pinch them, and then your head moves and you look down, watching yourself as your pinch tightens and you tug and pull at each one. My low moan almost surprises you and I see a bit of sly smile cross your lips. You know I am transfixed and amazed and you want to provide me with a show.
