watching

"i want to watch you fuck" she told me. "more accurately, i want to watch you fuck me. or maybe i want to watch me, being fucked by you."
at this point we were in the post-coital state, resting, relaxing, lolling about.
"yes, i'd like to watch you fuck me," she said," that's what i'd like."
so now, i had a project.

up and about, removing the only full-length mirror in my apartment from the rear of the bedroom door. stood it on end, opposite the bed.
"no, too narrow"
so.
i attached wires, removed stuff from walls, hung it, applied wedges to prop to the correct angle for viewing bedside. all the while, she watched, waited, anticipated her fucking, perhaps. finally,
"yes, that'll do. that'll do just fine."
and now, true test time.
and we did. we had at it, each other. mouths here/there, bodies entwined, cock&balls/breasts/cunt/fingers&hands in various places, openings. me into her/her into me, this way, that way, another way. she watched me, herself, both of us.
so did i.
"and?," i queried.
"great show. i'd see it again."
and she did. and i did.
and we did. it all. again.

("like that")

"put your mouth on me," she insisted, as we broke from a deep, full-mouthed, tongue on tongue kiss.
"isn't it already?"
"other places," she suggested, "put it other places on me, in me."
from there, i toured her ears ("mmm"), her sensual, sinewy clavicle ("mmmmm"), on down to her breast and tawny nipple ("yes, like that.")
after more of this one and that one, all of which was appreciated (vocally.) i traveled down her soft belly, tongue-nuzzled her naval ("yessss"), she liked that, too, her small bucking against my hand told me.
and spread her.
and teased her ("oh, yes.")
and tasted her ("yes, yes, like that.")
and tantalized, tasted, toured, and tongued some more and some more and more
still ("yes, like that, like that, like that, yesss, likethat, likethat,likethat,likethat, likethat, that, that, that, that, yesssss, oooooooh, yessssss, like thaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.")
and i did all that, just like that.

pausing

it was an odd question at this point in the proceedings, as we were nearly undressed, fully engaged in the deed at hand (me entering her), and had known each other for about three and a half hours, "if i let you fuck me, would you want me forever?"
"well, at the risk of losing a good thing, no, probably not."
"good, then let's fuck. good and long and hard."

ok.

glazing

"you know," she whispered to me as my eyes glazed over, "that when i hold you like this" (thumb and forefinger tautly encircled around my cock and balls in her palm) "your eyes glaze over."
"ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, i didn't know that."

tickling

"my intention," i informed her, "is to tickle your pink, until you are fully and absolutely, positively tickled pink."
and do inform me when you are...though i feel that i'll sense it."