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Mourning Sex

Date: 11/11/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

don't owe me anything. If you feel that you do, please pay it forward. Second, right now I’m having a hard time thinking about anything besides sex. But I can respect you and your privacy, and I should probably go now." I couldn't stop my eyes for glancing at the computer monitor for the image that was no longer there. "That's not my toy," she blurted out. She blushed deeply. "I have to stop doing that," she added. "Now I am curious as all hell where that came from, but I don't think I can handle the explanation. Thank you for the fantasy material, but I should really go." "What do you mean?" she asked. "Which part?" "The fantasy part. What material?" "You're killing me here. Besides the obvious?" I waved at the computer monitor. "My mind is fertile ground for wicked thoughts. I can imagine the two of you walking around as confidently naked as she did. I can imagine all kinds of things the two of you do together on the couch. I can imagine what kind of video you would watch and the toys you would have." We were both blushing again. "What will you do with all of those wicked thoughts?" she asked. "Will you masturbate as soon as you get home? Will you wait until later tonight?" She was breathing deeply, and I suddenly realized she was probably as aroused as I was. "Actually, I will probably think about it the whole way home. I'm not some perv that would hang things out while I'm driving, so I'll have to wait. I'll go to the bathroom and finish as soon as I get home, and I'll ... probably do it again later tonight." I was blushing as I answered, but I couldn't stop myself. I was enjoying the emotions that raced across her face. Lust was the predominant one. "We never touch," she said. She smiled at the confused look on my face. "Robin and I. It’s a long story, but we only watch each other. We always say that we are watching the movie, but we always end up watching each other. The things we like are very different. I could never use the toys she uses. But it's so hot watching her, knowing that she is watching me." She was watching me with an intent look. I knew that if I stayed, I was going to fuck her. She wanted it. I wanted it. I had to go before I forgot that I was a nice guy. We were standing in the office, behind the desk. There couldn't have been three feet between us. She took a step towards me. "I've never seen a man masturbate," she said. She took another step towards me. I couldn't breathe, much less talk. "It wouldn't be sex. We can't have sex." She took another step toward me. I swear there was no air in that room. "Please? Come do it with me. Watch me. Let me watch you. Please." I nodded and she smiled. She took my hand and led me out to the living room. I tried to pull her body close to mine as we walked but she pointedly kept the distance between us. "Sit there," she said as she directed me to a large overstuffed chair. It was very comfortable. She moved to close the front door. She gave it an extra push to hear it truly click shut. I ...