Confessions Watching Him Masturbate

Confessions Watching Him Masturbate: A Steamy Explicit Erotic Story

He had been flirting with me for months and I had always been too shy to respond. But when he finally asked me to come over, I couldn’t say no. I was so nervous but I had to know what it would be like.

When I arrived he was already aroused, I could see it in his eyes. He asked me to lie down on the bed and he started to kiss me passionately. I could feel his manhood already pressing against my body as he started to take off my clothes. I had no idea what he was planning to do next.

He asked me to close my eyes and I complied. When I opened them again he was standing in front of me completely naked, his hard cock standing proudly in front of me. Without a word, he reached for his bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lubricant.

He started to masturbate right there in front of me and I couldn’t look away. He was so hot and sexy and I wanted him so badly. I wanted to join him but I wanted to watch too. He continued to stroke his cock, his eyes closed in pleasure.

He moved his hand in circles, faster and faster as he became more aroused. I was so turned on, I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as he moaned in pleasure. I reached my hand out and touched his arm, his skin was so soft and warm.

He opened his eyes and looked at me with a smile, he knew I wanted him. Without a word, he moved closer to me and I could feel his hardness against my skin. He started to kiss me, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth.

He moved down, exploring my neck and breasts with his mouth. I could feel his hands moving down my body and before I knew it he was inside me. I had never felt so good before, every thrust was like an explosion of pleasure.

He started to thrust harder and faster as he built toward his climax. I felt like I was going to explode with pleasure and I shouted out in ecstasy. As he reached his orgasm, I could feel his seed inside me, making me feel more alive than ever.

Afterwards we lay in each other’s arms, exhausted but satisfied. We didn’t say a word, we just lay there in each other’s arms, the only sound in the room were the soft sighs of pleasure that escaped our lips.

As I got up to leave, I realized that I had just watched him masturbate and had an amazing sexual experience. It was a moment that I will never forget and one that I will cherish forever.