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Watching Judith

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PART ONEWe had been dating for three years at this point. Deeply in love, we shared a passionate and open sex life. Judith and I had confessed just about everything we could think of, shared our deepest secrets, and still I found myself hungry for even deeper intimacy. One evening I confessed that I had masturbated the day before, I saw a little gleam in her eye, so I told her a little more, explained that I was fantisizing about her, imbellished it a little. She was curious and asked a few questions about how I did it, did I masturbate in bed, what did I do with my come when I had an orgasm. The conversation sort of dwindled out when I tried to turn the tables on her. Judith told me that I kept her very satisfied and she had no need to do this. It was clear that she didn't want to go there. I teased her a little, saying, "Come on, there must times when you're waiting for sleep when you get the urge and you just touch yourself.. something?" "She just smiled evasively, saying "Naah... not really." I told Judith that I would love to share the experience with her. I would let her watch. I would love to allow her to watch as I stroked myself to orgasm for her. I explained that the thought of her laying alone and conjuring delicious pleasures with her own touch was simply beautiful beyond imagining. Watching her pleasuring herself, even just once, would be an experience I would treasure for life.She grew quiet, her eyes looking someplace far beyond the walls of our room, trying to picture this, seeing us together as she revealed to another person the most private and personally intimate thing she could imagine. Making love together is something that we do together, she explained. Letting me watch her openly masturbate, she feared would make such an intimate and delicate thing seem vulgar, somehow ugly. How could she let anyone see her that way? She couldn't imagine feeling anything but the most naked vulnerability. She said she didn't think that she would even be able to do it if even a hint of shame were part of it. "So you DO!" I said, grinning broadly. "I really had no idea at all. That's wonderful, Judith. Simply beautiful." At this I took her into my arms and made love to her. I was gratefull that we had talked about it and happy to accept her need for privacy. I never brought up the subject again, but it remained in my thoughts, haunting my fantasies when we were apart and I felt the fires burning within. In my fantasies, I began not only to picture her masturbating, but imagined watching her without her knowledge, fueling my own indulgance into marathon sessions that lingered on the brink of stroking madness deep into the night. I began imagining how I might create the opportunity to watch Judith. The idea seemed to haunt me on my endless business rounds, stuck in traffic. Eventually I pieced together an idea that seemed likely to work. It wasn't terribly elaborate. I would take Judith on a date and take her back to her house. I would make a call to a friend when we were near her house. I would have arranged for him to give it about twenty minutes to begin making love to Judith and then begin paging me. The rest was just circumstantial, the right night, the right mood, that sort of thing. I checked out Judith's bedroom. There is a tall window that's practically floor to ceiling beside her bed. She has a little wicker table in front of it that is clear and open underneath. I tried setting her curtains open and looking in from outside. It looked like a good set up. Aftrer thinking it through for a month or so, I decided to give it a try. I waited until we were going out and she suggested that we end up at her place. When I picked her up, I made sure to use her bathroom before we left. I had a look at her bedroom. I set the part in the curtains, moved a couple of things to provide a better view, then we were ready. After our date, we breezed into Judith's living room, floating on the euphoria of the club and the luxurious glow of drinks and dancing. I pinned her to the door as soon as it closed behind us and kissed her. We melted into one another's embraces. I felt Judith step around my leg, hugging me with her thighs. I filled my hands with her bottom and pressed her to me, feeling the warmth of her mound. All my senses were flooded with her essence and our kisses seemed to sustain life with their intensity. As Judith ground her pussy against me, my cock throbbed desperately, thrilling at the touch of her movements. I pulled her blouse out of the waist of her skirt and slipped my hands inside, feeling her hard little nipples against my palms. I gathered her breasts and held them firmly as I kneed my other leg between her thighs, Judith turned her head and gasped as she felt the hardness of my cock press against her mound. I held myself against her as I peeled off my shirt. Then I pinned her shoulders to the wall and looked her sternly in the eye. "Don't move." I said, taking a few strides back from her. I kicked off my shoes, flipped open my belt and slid my jeans down my legs, letting her watch my erection emerge. I stood there looking at Judith, the sweet glimmer in her eyes, the radiance of her smile, the way our hearts and spirits seemed to beat as one. I was stepping back towards her, leading with my furiously aroused cock when my pager first went off. Naturally, I didn't even acknowledge it. I walked to within a pace of Judith and watched her eyes feast on me. Again the pager sounded. I smiled and slowly knealt, lifting her skirt, releasing the scent of her arousal. What I was about to do would take a titanic amount of self control. My pager sounded again. I reached for her panties, pulled them slowly down kissing the dark thatch of fur on her mound. The pager sounded again. Fortunately it was Judith who first said it. "Perhaps you better find out who that is..." "I shouldn't have brought the damned thing." I muttered into her muff. I began probing her camel-toe region with my lips and tougue. Judith gasped, swallowed then said, "Could be your parents..."At that I stopped, leaned back, looking up into Judith's eyes. "You're right," I said, "I have to check. I'm terribly sorry." She smiled at me. I dug into the heap of clothes I had cast off, checked my pager and dialed my cell phone. After muttering a few things into it, I paused, looking very intense and dissapointed. "A nurse is headed over to the home," I said. "It's not a big thing, but I'm a signator, so I have to be there..." I started dressing as Judith beamed at me. "It's alright. Go. I understand," she said. "Shit, I'm so very sorry, Judith." I said. "Don't be!" She insisted, coming to give me a hug as assurance. "No!", I said, "I truely am very, deeply sorry, my dear. I mean, Goddamn it! I'm sorry!" I said leering at her as I slid my hand under her skirt, firmly caressing her, plying her lips with my fingers, feeling her melt into my hands. "Stop torturing me and GO!" Judith ordered, laughing joyfully.I did.I left her house and paused on her step long enough to be sure she didn't have any last minute addendum to call after me. I felt a wicked, electrifying thrill surging through me as I crept to the side yard and saw the glow of Judith's bedroom window. I was torn by what I was contemplating, but driven by an irresistable hunger for this chance to satisfy my curiosity. I knew this was terribly wrong, that I could risk the love of my life for this indulgent, petty thrill, but I rationalized my behavior by thinking I was safe from discovery and that she could not be hurt if she never knew about it. While this battle raged within me, I never hesitated in taking up my position. I crouched and crawled under the bush that grew outside her window. There was a hollow place in the bush on the window side and the foliage hid me from view. The part I left in the curtain gave an excellent view under the table of her entire bed. I settled in, trying to relax, but shivering with excitement.Judith entered the bedroom pulling her blouse over her head as she walked straight to the bed. Slipping her fingers under the waistband at her hips, she rolled onto the matress and slid out of her skirt and panties in one fluid motion. She lay curled up on her side facing away from me. She was naked. From where I was I could just see her fingers caressing her arm. I shifted my position to get more comfortable. Judith lay quietly for a few moments. She drew my pillow to her, taking it in her arms as she rolled onto her back. I looked on as she buried her face in the pillow case, breathing in my scent, drawing her knees up. laying quite still. The only motion was her breathing. I noticed a ripple in her legs. I could see that she had begun to squeeze her thighs together in a slow, regular way. She slid one leg over the other and I watched Judith begin to move her pelvis against the clenching tension of her entwined legs. It was clear that she was still roiling in the unresolved passions I had left her with. My heart lept and I knew in an instant that she was feeding the fires of her mounting pleasure. I fought to controll my quickening breath afraid she would hear as I gasped for breath, that she would discover me. Judith slid the pillow down her body and pressed it between her thighs with both hands. She rolled onto her side facing me, moving sensuously against the pillow, eyes closed, lips lightly parted. I had already taken myself in hand, grasping my hardness through my jeans, but my blood had now begun to thunder in my ears and I began to fumble with my zipper. Judith rolled over on top of the pillow, laying on her hands, clenching the pillow between her thighs. I looked on as she began pressing her mound into the pillow. Then she hunched her back and began humping with her hips. Her bottom dimpled with the effort. I had never seen such raw passion in her. My heart froze with wonder and I thought I would suffocate for want of air. I knew this was just the sort of thing she would wish to preserve as her most secret and private behavior. If someone were to catch her at this she would want to die. And yet, here I was, lusting in the throes of the darkest personal violation, watching my lover masturbate. Judith rolled onto her back, tossing the pillow aside and brushing her auburn hair from her face. She stretched her slender legs straight out and rolled her head to the side. Judith's fingers played lightly in her fur while her other hand explored her delighted little nipples. I watched in rapt wonderment the way her fingers combed lightly in the thatch on her mound, then slid down between her thighs, fluttering briefly as her hips gently rocked. She drew a single finger back up, teasing her clitoris before lightly caressing her mound again. I had been consumed with curiosity about how my lover extracted such intimate pleasure at her own hands. Now, here I was, outside her window witnessing the most sacred vision imaginable. Shifting her legs slightly Judith began touching herself in ernest, pressed her fingers to her mound and briskly rubbing herself. My heart exploded as I watched this. She planted her feet on the bed and raised her hips while lovingly caressing herself. Her chin was tucked in against her collar bone, her lips pouted and her brows looked stern. I followed the quickness of her breath by matching my own to hers. I could feel her passion building. Then Judith parted her knees and she slipped two fingers deep into herself, rocking her hips deliciously against the tender probings of her touch. I was out of my mind. Crouching in the bushes outside her bedroom window, I was watching Judith masturbate. I could plainly see her passion swell and sense the way she was feeding her hunger, chasing her rising thrills. Without thinking to, I began stroking my hardness, kneeling in the soil of her flower bed. It was impossible to resist the desire to touch myself, and I was bursting with love for this radiant beauty. My senses were blinded by the rapturous vision of her beauty as my eyes followed each touch and shiver in her gently rolling body. I read in her face the simple, naked desire that she abandoned herself to. I watched as Judith relentlessly rolled her hips, pressing her mound against the warmth of her palm as her fingers played surrogate to my driving cock. Her fingers were moving to the same rolling pace as her rising hips. Judith pleasured herself this way for a minute, then paused. She lay there recovering her breath, lips softly moving, whispering silently... then her desire would rebound again. Then her hands began to fly again. My beautiful Judith stroked herself to the brink again and again for about five minutes, during which I jacked myself to scintilating orgasm, spilling my semen on the sill of her window. At length, I saw Judith's movements build to a frenzy, legs stiffened, pleasuring herself with three fingers, her body trembling slightly, breath coming in sharp gasps. Her forehead and cheeks were flushed with the exertion. Then Judith's form recoiled, her shoulders and head lurching up in a blazing orgasmic spasm. Through the closed window, I heard her moan through tightly pressed lips. Judith's hands clasped her naked vulva as she opened her legs, being shaken by a receding cascade of rapture. Then she went still, limp, glowing with radiant beauty, smiling gently. As she lay naked and sprawled, Judith raised her hand and sniffed casually at her scent on her fingers. I knealt, watching till I thought she was sleeping. I was about to leave when her hand moved. To my amazement, her fingers returned to their caressing and frenzied stitching. She began again, stroking herself to the heights of rapture. I lingered at her window for another half hour and watched Judith masturbate to seven climaxes. My heart was aflame and my love for Judith consumed my entire being. I drove home posessed by the deepest sense of revery, feeling my love for her more complete and all consuming than ever. I knew this was a secret that I must keep for ever. Even though she would never know of my sin, I vowed that I would make it up to her the very next time we were together.PART TWOI awaken you with kisses. The candles have died out and the indigo of early morning paints the room with stillness. I have been watching you sleep, marveling at the perfection of your sweet inocence as you lay in slumber. Seeing you in a perfect moment of pure, candid honesty. I think of another time I have seen this purity and I feel my cock thrill. The night I crouched at your window watching you unleash waves of unimbelleshed rapture with your own touches is never far from my heart. I have seen you naked in every way it is possible to be so. This amazing experience and new understanding of you has now become a part of the vision of you that I carry in my sacred heart as something to treasure for life, and keep forever a secret, even from you. We had fallen asleep in the twisted sheets of our nest. The blankets were long ago cast off and your skin is cool to the touch. I kiss your lips to draw life from you. You return my kisses, wrapping an arm sround my shoulder. I shroud you like a blanket, trying to warm you head to foot with my nakedness. It feels good to press my cock against your mound. I love making you feel safe and cozy like this. My kisses circle your glowing face and grace your eyelids. They linger in the corners of your mouth. I am distressed by your chilled body and I want to warm you. I caress our arms down to your hips and slide my hands up to your breasts, holding them like treasure. I kiss you from shoulder to shoulder and begin to trickle kisses down to your lovely nipples. I hear you sigh, "Oh my!" as I suckle happily, taking your nipples between my teeth and tongue, pulling lightly. My kisses meander again, along your tummy, your tight abs, down to your hips. You wriggle contentedly and sigh. I can feel your fur on my chin now. I shift so that I'm kneeling beside you. Your beauty leaves me breathless. I look into your eyes and feel the radiance of your smile course through me. I lower myself till I can feel your muff tickleing my lips. I open my mouth, running my lips about the fringes of your fur making you shiver sweetly. I annoint your mound with kisses, massaging you with my lips, exploring your cleft with my tongue. Your breathing becomes labored. Then I shift. my hands to your thighs, you grace me by opening, spreading your knees aside. I am driven wild by your beauty, Judith, and so, kneel to tenderly adore you, caressing your open thighs with feathery fingertips, with kisses, with my mane. You feel my panting breath on your labia, my fingertips lightly tracing your deilcate petals, my lips encircling your clitoris. I love to kiss you here, to draw you in and caress you with my tongue. It makes me feel that I am embracing the very core of your sensuality and tenderness. Then I rise above you, kneeling between your thighs and smiling warmly at your beauty. I begin lightly stroking my cock.This is something new. Your eyes sharpen keenly, shifting between my eyes and the movements of my hand. You watch silently, but I sense the intensity of your rapt attention. With a shift and a dip, I am parting your lips with the underside of my erection, rubbing my length against you. I rise a little, and stroke myself aginst your mound, letting my testicles nestle against your naked vulva. You writhe in responce to my touch and it is good. Rocking back, you feel the head of my cock pressing urgently, plying your lips, moving in powerful undulations. I press into you only slightly, gently fucking at the opening of your pussy. Something about this beckoning gesture and the was it pleasures you feels overwhelmingly tender. My movements become more urgent and I drive a little deeper, fucking you very slowly, before I allow myself to glide into you, filling you with the full length of my hardness. You hold me, feeling my furious arousal throbbing against your womb. We cling to one another, feeling our hearts race, seeing the love blaze in our eyes. But, then I withdraw. I allow quiet to settle about us for a moment before turning you over till you are kneeling before me. I take you in my arms from behind and slowly drive deep into your loving depths, holding you, pulling you up to me, reaching aorund, caressing you, fingers combing your fur, tickeling you. I gently rock against you, fucking slowly. Moving impossibly slowly inside you, making you shiver in my arms. I slide out, and press my cock to you from behind, rocking and stroking you tenderly. I urge you to rise, to stand, lean forward, palms on the wall as I slowly take you again, thrusting deep with my cock, holding you firmly. You begin to roll your hips against me with a sweetness that drives me wild. For a moment we move together, fucking gently, resisting the madness that is building inside us. Again, I withdraw. You turn around smiling impishly at me and I press you against the wall, stepping into you. We fall into each other's arms, I lift your leg and enter you. The urge to make love to you has become desperate at this point. I want to follow your rhythm. I am filled with love for you as we stand on the bed, driving into you, Your hands clutch my bottom, urging me to quicken the pace, to fuck you deeper and harder, but I slow my pace instead. You pull your lips away from my kisses, quizically looking at me as I pull out of you again. Your hands reach for my cock, and I melt at your touch. I stand before you letting you touch me, letting your stroke my hardness, filling me with rising euphoria, but I stop you before I climax. You lower yourself to your knees to take me into your mouth, but I press you to lay down again. Kneeling between your thighs I feel your eyes on me, watching my movements, my rising thirll while I begin to masturbate, looking into your eyes. I stroke my hardness with a fury till the beauty begins to blossom. I release my grip, throbbing with pleasure and lower myself, caressing you with the head of my cock, your mound, your lips, your clitoris. I thrust into you and hold you pinned to the bed with my erection. Your body twists, hips moving in little circles as you pleasure yourself with me. Then I rise to my knees and continue to pleasure myself for you, rocking my hips in slow, fucking waves. I see your hand move. Your eyes are drinking in the flurry of my hands and the depths of my passion as you begin touching yourself. With your knees drawn outward you lay your hands in your lap, thumbs caressing your mound, fingers lightly playing in the fringes of fur around your labia, tracing your lips with touches so tender I feel their sweetness in every heartbeat. My entire universe seems to expand in wonder as you open yourself to me, opening your naked spirit in an amazing new depth of intimacy. I feel myself on the verge of orgasm again, so I relent, kneeling frozen, my cock throbbing in ecstacy, rising imploringly. My fingers play lightly against my scrotum. You have begun to move your hips in little circles as your fingers part your lips. Seeing you this way fills me with such an overwhelming surge of love for you that I lower myself and dip slowly into you again. When we are close enough, we join in deep, ravenous kisses, tongues interlacing, bodies writhing in zeal. Somehow I manage to withdraw, taking my cock in hand, stroking slowly, fucking my tightening grasp, moving my hips to the same rhythm you set with the rising of your hips. You have begun caressing the depths of your vagina with your middle finger while your other hand presses to your mound, rubbing in tight little circles. I feel my heart cradeled in a crucible of fire as my body begins to tremble at your beauty. My cock is desperately aroused and as I caress its under side you watch it rise and thrill in responce. In your eyes I see the purity of our love penetrating to the core of your soul. You are now pleasuring yourself with two fingers. Laying naked before me, raising your hips and rocking them to meet the delights of your caressing fingers while I kneel before you, stroking ascending waves of brilliance into my cock, feeling the torrents of seething love flowing between us and through us. You are now fucking with three fingers, and I can feel a rising surge of brilliant euphoria within me. I know I cannot resist it another time. I begin stroking brisky, masturbating in persuit of golden ecstacy, yearning to share this moment with you, trying to light an unquenchable fire deep within you.The euphoric fix in your eyes shifts from my eyes to my cock. Your body stiffens, hips raised to your fingers deep insistance. You are briskly stroking your mound. The light in your face perfectly mirrors my sense of wonder that our love can enfold such an all consuming passion and reveal such wonder. The celestial effervescence that surges through my being begins to spiral down through my torso, gathering in my loins, making my cock begin to thrill in deep, delicious waves. I feel the torrent of white hot bliss coursing through my cock as spasms begin, rocking me with a jolt and I begin to ejaculate jets of scalding semen across your body. Your hips are moving it tight little circles, your fingers stitching away at your mound.I kneel down, caressing your body, annointont you, spreading the warmth of my semen across your breasts. Looking deeply into your eyes, I am holding you, feeling your shivers when the jolts of rapture shake you. You continue touching,stroking, moving your hips as shivers of joy wash through you. I can see it in your eyes and love the way you wear it in your countinance, overwhelming me with the deepest gratitude for sharing such profouhd and perfect intimacy with me. Then you open your arms to me and we lay skin to skin, feeling the satiny slick of our juices between us, breathing in the aroma of our love. I am still hard enough to enter you. We drowm ourselves in kisses as our breathing recovers and my hardness dissipates deep inside you. Our bodies entwine and we enjoy the feeling of our hearts beating so close together in a moment of perfect tranquility. My love and my body blanket you with the warmth of my spirit, cherishing you completely.

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