Then she heard him start to stroke himself again, the rhythmic rubbing against the sheets. She could hear his breathing.
Daniel wanted to touch her. He wanted to fuck her! He still had the image of her beautiful lips in his brain as she’d wrapped them softly around her fingertips. And she said she liked sucking cock. Holy hell! But he didn’t dare touch her. Could he? Did she want him to? No. That was too far. What they were doing was already farther than he had ever thought possible. He heard rustling under her side and sensed her moving her legs. “Everything OK?”
“Sorry. Had to take off my panties. They were getting too wet. I only have the one pair.” As she said it, she realized the effect hearing that might have on him. She smiled to herself, then settled in and resumed touching herself again.
Daniel was picturing that in his mind. He exhaled hard as he paused, then resumed stroking himself. He was feeling it building, but he wanted to wait for her. He was controlling himself now, keeping at the ready, waiting for her to get close too.
“Are you close?” she asked.
“Are you?”
“I was just thinking. You don’t want to make a mess on the sheets do you? I mean if we have to sleep with them on. Maybe you should take off the sheet.”
“I guess that would be OK. I mean, you can’t see anything, right? I can’t see anything.”
“That’s right. It’ll be OK.”
Daniel flung off the sheet. The sheet was off of Amanda too. He lay on the bed in the darkness, completely naked, on his back, stroking his cock while Amanda lay beside him, also on her back. She was naked from the waist down, her bare pussy exposed as she fingered herself, although her top was still on, loosely covering her breasts. She had her head turned toward him, but she could not see. She could hear his rapid strokes, and varying rhythms as he tried to control himself, to prolong the experience. He’d even stop sometimes, and hold, but in those quiet times his breathing betrayed him. She could hear him breathing deeper, but measuring it, trying to keep control. She focused on his breathing, and fell in with his rhythm. He was up ahead. She knew he was waiting for her, and she was just behind, rapidly catching up.
“Daniel, what are you thinking about?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“Are you thinking about a girl you know?”
“Yes.” He continued stroking.
“About Abby?”
“No.”
“What does she look like? Tell me about her.”
“She’s incredibly beautiful. It’s unreal how beautiful she is.”
“What do you want to do with her?”
“I want to fuck her. I want to fuck her so bad. I want to fuck her deep and long and cum inside her.” Daniel’s breathing was labored now.
“She wants that too, Daniel. She wants that too.”
“OhMyGod!”
“Daniel!” Amanda’s voice was urgent, and it stopped him for a second, just on the brink.
“I want to see it, Daniel. I want to watch you cum. I want to see it shoot out. Would that be OK?”
“OK.” He couldn’t refuse her.
“”I’m going to turn the light on.”
“OK”
She reached over and turned on the lamp on the nightstand. The light shot through the room. She turned it to its lowest setting, which was soft, but still much brighter than what they had seen with just the light from the TV.