| Straight: Masturbation: For Your Eyes Only (1/4) |
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If the story does not play, click here to download the file. My husband had always expressed his desire to watch me masturbate. I had tried it so many times, and not once was I able to relax enough, so I could just let go and pleasure myself for him. This was a source of frustration for me and no doubt for my husband, but not once did he complain, he always reassured me that it was ok and that we could find plenty of other activities to drive each other wild with passion and lust. It wasn't an issue when I was by myself; I was able to take my time exploring my body, taking it to the edge of ecstasy and back. I felt no pressure when I was on my own. I wanted so much to make this fantasy come true for my husband, so I set about coming up with a compromise. I waited for him to go to work and as I waved him goodbye for the day, I stood there thinking about what I had planned and hoped that the end result was going to be a satisfactory one for both of us. I went back upstairs, changed the linen on our bed and tidied our room. I wanted the setting to be perfect. I then set up our video camera, which had only been used once or twice for vacations we had been on. I laughed to myself thinking I bet my husband didn't think our camera would be used for what I had planned when he purchased it. I made sure that I positioned the camera to capture everything that was going to happen upon our bed. I then walked over to the wardrobe and took out a small, red leather case that I had stored right at the back. It was something that my husband didn't know about. I opened the brass latches on it and took out an assortment of toys that I purchased for my own sexual gratification and placed them on one of the pillows on our bed. The last item that I took out of the case was a strap on dildo, it had never been used and I had to think of how I was going to use it seeing that I was by myself. I decided to leave that until last and thought that I would somehow find a way. Once everything was prepared, I walked into the bathroom and took a nice, hot shower. I lathered up my pussy and took a razor blade to the small amount of pubic hair that was left on it after waxing the day before. I was nervous and really took my time, I sure as hell didn't want to cut myself. I persevered with it and before long I was shaved completely clean. I ran my fingers over my smoothness and circled two of them around my clit, which was already hard from just thinking about my next move. I stood in the shower for about 15 minutes, finger fucking myself, wishing in a way that my husband was there with his hard cock inside of me, pumping me while I was pushed up against the shower wall. "Damn it!" I said out loud, I had to stop as I had other plans, I didn't want to cum, not yet, that had to be saved for the camera that was waiting out in our bedroom. I dried myself off, then did my hair and make up, I wanted to look the part for my husband. I straightened my long, dark brown hair and put on just enough make up to accentuate my big, blue eyes and full, soft, rose, colored lips, not to mention enhance |
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