MICRO MONDAY, MASTURBATION EROTICA, FLASH FICTION
The Pleasure Peek
I watched him…he thought I was sleeping
Believe it or not, insomnia has its benefits. I rolled over, just asleep enough not to fully open my eyes, but just awake enough to see exactly what he was up to. I rested my hand on his hairy stomach and he looked over to confirm that I was still in my usual deep state of slumber. When he was satisfied that I had not yet woken up, he got back to his work.
He always kept that part of himself hidden, as much as I longed for him to share, so I was delighted to see through the small open slit of my eye that his hand was gripped around a half-formed erection that he was slowly stroking to its full glory. I kept as still as I could, knowing that if I stirred too much, it would tip him off and the curtain would close on this erotic show.
And what a show it was.
His cock got harder under the pressure of his deliberate motions, and the more it throbbed in his fist, the more I desperately wanted him in my mouth, wanted him in my awakening walls. He increased his pace, my heart began to race. As his hand traveled up and down the length of his cock, the veins bulged more and more, and the very familiar pants began to escape from his pursed pink mouth.
A stream of light traveled through the half-open blinds, spotlighting the action between his legs as if the moon had conspired to make this performance even more enjoyable. His strokes became quicker, his breath became more labored. My hand stayed in place on his stomach as it began to rise and fall faster and faster with every movement of his determined palm.
I knew it was just a matter of time, and my pussy started to ache for it. Within seconds, he could stand the pressure no more and the juices of his gratification escaped…and landed on my hand.
“Uh oh,” he softly muttered as he looked over at me again to make sure I was still sound asleep. I considered faking a snore to reassure him, but instead I stayed completely still.
He carefully maneuvered his T-shirt to gently wipe his come off my hand. He leaned over, kissed me on the forehead, and interlaced my fingers with his. He rolled over and his satisfied snore soon hit my eardrum. I eventually drifted back to sleep with a smile on my face.
It was the best bout of insomnia I ever had.
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