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Symbiotic Masturbation

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Symbiotic Masturbation by Dr. BobMasturbation has always been a part of my wife's and my sexual repertoire-from phone sex in our early courting days to solo and mutual masturbation currently. However, over the past couple of years we have begun to employ it more frequently to the delight of both of us. We are fortunate to have an intense sexual chemistry that is responsible for making us still crazy for each other after some fifteen years. And over the past couple of years we have both acknowledged openly what we have known all along: each of us gets mightily turned on by watching the other masturbate. Now we seldom have sex without each of us touching ourselves as least briefly, and often we masturbate at length for each other. I am a strong believer in the erotic power of the written word. (as are you dear reader, or odds are excellent you'd be looking at pictures right now instead of reading this). I sometimes write my wife letters in which I discuss a recent sexual encounter or I try to explain why I think the sex between us is so fulfilling. More often, however, we write each other erotic notes-a sentence or two usually-indicating our desires at the moment. Usually one or the other of us writes these, but on a recent day both our libidos were in synch and we were horny for each other and willing to write about it. I decided to commit to paper a fantasy I had recently entertained. So I wrote, "You come to bed and say, 'I'm going to make you crazy without even touching you.' And you proceed to touch yourself until you come. I will be crazy by that point." She smiled at me after she read the note, but then our evening was devoted to child care, and while I figured we'd be making love later, I didn't expect my fantasy to be realized. I got ready for bed first and lay there with mild anticipation of our upcoming lovemaking because my wife had given me no indication that tonight would be anything special. You can imagine my delight, then, we she came up to the bed, doffed her panties and said, "I'm gonna make you crazy, and I'm not even gonna touch you." I'm sure my eyes grew as wide as my cock hard. As she climbed onto the bed, I shucked off my shorts and rose to my knees to command a better view. She wasted no time as her right hand found its familiar position between her legs. She uses both her index and middle fingers held together to rub her clit in a tight circles and she began this motion in earnest. She wanted to get herself off as much as I wanted to watch. My erection was pronounced in very short order, and, inspired by the scene before me, I reached down to give my straining cock some attention. My wife diverted her attention for a moment to say, "No touching for you now. You just watch." Knowing that this would only increase my arousal, I complied. I found myself torn. I wanted to watch her face to see the passion and pleasure reflected there. At the same time I could not keep my eyes from her hand thrumming her pussy. It was, as you might imagine, a gorgeous view. I whispered, "Feels good doesn't it?" to her moaned assent: "Oh God yes!" I continued to watch her fingers stimulate her clitoris and watched her hips occasionally thrust to meet her hand as her excitement mounted. Again I whispered, "You love doing this don't you?" She replied huskily, "Yes, and every time I do, I'm thinking about your hard cock and what it feels like when you're pumping inside me." Her moans became more guttural and her fingers increased their pace. My own voice thick with desire, I said, "God I love watching you do this." She raised her hips once more to meet her hand and I could tell she was ready to come. With a couple of hurried finger thrusts, she began to shake and grunt as her orgasm overtook her. She clasped her legs together then spread them apart still keeping her fingers on her clit. A moan accompanied each spasm of her orgasm and they came quickly, three, four, five. She moved her hand from between her thighs finally and looked up at me. Her face was still flushed from coming, and her eyes glistened with sexual hunger. The lovemaking which followed was as memorable as the foreplay had been.