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DATE WATCHES ME

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DATE WATCHES ME by Dan (danscomp@vfr.net)
I must tell you of one of the most humiliating, yet one of the mostthrilling sexual events of my life. I am an attractive, fit guy who neverseems to have trouble getting dates and I've dated many women over the pastfew years. My most recent date was with a 30-something really cute woman,and we'd had two dates already. Nothing much had happened on the first twodates (I didn't want to rush things). We had finished our third date and wewere at my house. We'd only kissed goodnight on the first two dates, butnothing more. We were on the couch chatting and soon we were snugglingclose, my arm around her shoulder, and kissing slow and deep. I suggestedthat we go to the bedroom and she was more than willing. We lay on my bedand slowly removed each other's clothing. She was thin with small breasts,beautiful smooth thighs, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a soft sexy voice.. Wekissed and kissed, her tongue in my mouth. I could feel her excitement buildas I slowly ran my hand down her body. She was warm and moist.
"Put it in me," she whispered into my mouth. I positioned myself above her,reaching down to guide my cock into her warm pussy. Sometimes, when I'mwith someone new for the first time and don't know them very well, I becomenervous and my cock won't do what I tell it to do. To my embarrassment, Icould not get hard enough to insert it into her wet pussy. She sensed thatI was only semi-erect.
"What's wrong?" a note of frustration was in her voice.
"I just need to relax, that's all," I said and tried my best to get hard. As much as I tried, I simply couldn't get hard enough to stick it in. "I'msorry," I groaned, "I'm trying the best I can." There was an awkwardpause....... her response was disdainful.
"Get off of me." Her voice was cold. I rolled off of her and on to my backwhere I lay panting in sexual frustration. She sat up at the side of thebed, looking down at my body. Her face was icy.
"What's the matter.....can't you get it up?" she asked derisively. Shereached down and grasped my semi-rigid cock in her hand and began to jack itup and down, however it refused to get hard enough for her to climb on top.She paused for a moment.......then said, matter-of-factly, "You're afailure."
She looked down at my right hand laying on my stomach just above my cock.She picked up my hand, placing it on my cock, curling my fingers around itsshaft. She gave a little laugh and then said something that produced ont ofthe most thrilling sexual experiences of my life.
"You do it. Jack off."
My eyes were closed in humiliation and embarrassment. I began to slowly movemy hand up and down the shaft feeling the familiar thrill I get each timeI masturbate. This time, however, I began to feel an excitement that I'dnever felt before. My cock began to grow harder and stiffer, it's headturning a dark red, meaty as a ripe plum. A drop of fluid appeared at it'stip, and I let out a soft, involuntary moan of pleasure. I opened my eyes tosee my date looking down at me transfixed, her gaze moving between my handcaressing myself, and my face. I groaned again in pleasure and jackedfaster, my cock now rigid and stiff as a diamond cutter. When my eyes mether gaze, she commanded "No! Pretend I'm not even here." My eyes closed, myhead fell back and slightly to one side, mouth open a bit, lost in my ownsolitary world of masturbation, and I thought how good, how delicious, howthrilling it was to masturbate in front of a woman (particularly someone Ididn't know well), and have them look down on you and watch you in thesolitary pleasure of masturbation; watching something so private, sopersonal.
"Oh God, it feels so good," I moaned as my pace quickened. My cock wascoated with pre-cum and it looked slick in the dim light. She could hear thewet noises my hand made.
She moved from a sitting position at the edge of the bed, to resting on herleft elbow and laying on her side in order to get a closed look. What shesaid next was humiliating.
"What a fucking jerk off you are. You can't fuck. All you can do is jerkoff.
All of my resistance was drained. "Yes," I breathed in submission.
"Tell me what you are!" she demanded.
"Oh......oh.......I.....I'm.....I'm just a jerk off," I moaned.
"Tell me what you love to do the most. Tell me!"
"Oh........no.........I.........I love to.......I love to jack off," Iwhispered in defeat.
"You've already shown me that you can't fuck. Now show me what a fuckingjerk off you are!"
I closed my eyes, lay my head back on the pillow, and caressed my thick,hard cock faster and faster. I brought my free hand up to my mouth wettingthe fingertips with saliva, then down between my legs to caress the crackof my ass just as I do when I'm alone in bed before sleep.It felt wickedly good to be caressing myself there. I moaned audibly atthis contact and my hand pumped faster. She sat back up and leaned over mythighs in order to get a better view of my fingers in my crack, as thisseemed to intrigue her. I felt the unmistakable tingle that begins at thebase of my cock telling me my orgasm is near. I held my breath, closed myeyes tightly, and felt the thrill of jacking off in front of a woman.
"I'm gonna cum.........Ohhhhh...........Ohhhhhhhh..........OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!! My stomach jerked rapidly, bringing my shoulders off of the bed. My headfell back, eyes closed, mouth open and I gasped repeatedly. Thick ropes ofcum spurted, landing on my stomach and on to my hand which quickly drippeddown and was rubbed into the smooth, sensitive skin of my cock making itappear slick as warm baby oil. She could hear the lewd, wet squishy noisesmy hand made.
"That's it........show it to me," she whispered under her breath.
I slowly rubbed the cum onto my stomach, opened my eyes, and gradually cameout of my own world. Her breathing was rapid and shallow, her face and chestflushed red, and a thin sheen of perspiration was visible on her upper lipand between her breasts. Feeling rather guilty, I asked if there wasanything that I could do for her.
"You already have." She quickly stood up and began to dress. "Don't see meto the door." I heard the front door close and then her car door open andclose. I lay on the bed in the afterglow of my orgasm when, after a fewminutes, I realized I hadn't heard her engine start. I walked to the frontroom, peeked out of the closed blinds, and in the dim shadow of thestreetlamp, I could see her from the shoulders up, sitting behind the wheel,eyes closed, mouth slightly open, and her head reclining. Oh how I wish Icould have heard and seen more.
Women, who have enjoyed my story, are encouraged to contact me atdanscomp@vfr.net.