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Look, But Don't Touch

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: jdluxembourg Posted on: 06 Dec 2018 2 comments
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One of the most unusual and surprising experiences I had was with K, a young African woman. I knew a friend of her cousin, and we met a couple of times before she invited me to her flat one evening for a meal. I went along with a bottle of wine, but it was the oddest meal I've ever had. Her flat was in central Paris, and very, very small. Anyway the meal was very sparse, and not at all well cooked - just a piece of chicken with a shop-bought salad in a plastic tub. Because the flat was so small she only had a couch in the front room. After we had eaten, and drunk most of the wine, I was sitting at one end of the couch, and she came and reclined in the rest of the couch, with her legs towards me. As we chatted she lifted her knees and started to open her legs, so I could see up her skirt at her black panties. She opened and closed her legs slowly a couple of times, so I thought she wanted me to make a move. I leaned over to touch her leg, but she pushed my hand away and said "No". I continued to watch as she opened her knees again, then she raised her hips and took off her panties. I leaned forward again to touch her between the legs, but again she said no, and pushed me away. By now I was very aroused, and quite uncomfortable in my jeans. She was looking me in the eye; I could see her hands move down her thighs, and I watched as she started to finger herself, stroking around her clitoris. Now I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her pussy was trimmed close, but not smooth, and I could see all the folds and details of her sex and her pinkness inside as she held herself open and moved the tip of her finger around her clit. "Put your fingers inside", I told her. So she moved two fingers down and slipped them inside herself. I was throbbing so much it became painful, so I opened my jeans and pulled out my aroused penis - freeing it was a great relief. Her eyes were now entirely on the erection she'd caused, and we stroked ourselves in time with each other on the couch. I could see her sex glistening, and I said 'let me smell your fingers'. She slipped them again into herself, then held them to my nose. I had some juice on the tip of my penis, so I dipped it on my finger for her to lick off. Those were the only times we touched each other. We just looked at each other's sex as we stroked ourselves. I had to hold myself back until I saw her legs starting to twitch, and her eyes closed as the waves of orgasm washed through her body, and I let myself come, all over her panties and onto her couch.Afterwards we cleaned up and adjusted ourselves, hardly saying a word to each other; before I left she gave me a beautiful white thick cotton dressing gown, embroidered in the colours of her country, and I still wear it regularly. I had arranged to meet my friend and S's cousin the following day, and was a little bit surprised when K also turned up. We didn't say very much to each other, but later in the afternoon while we were queuing in a bookshop she said, quite loudly so other people in the queue must have heard, "Your penis was very handsome and big last night". I was flabbergasted, and didn't know what to say, except "Thank you. Thank you very much. I enjoyed watching you".Soon afterwards I heard that she had returned to her own country, and I never saw her after that day in the bookshop.