“I’ve got a present for you.” Amber’s eyes were sparkling with mischief. My heart was racing as she stood close enough for me to… “Hold out your hand.” I did as I was told; obeying her command made my cock bulge.
Amber’s balled hand opened over mine and something dropped onto my palm. Only as her hand retreated could I see what she’d left behind.
They were silk and black with gold-stitched detailing. “I’ve worn them,” she said. “For you.” I looked at the material anew… to know that what I was touching had once been in contact with Amber’s pussy. “I know what you’re going to do with them.”
“And you don’t mind?”
Amber smiled naughtily. “I want to watch.”
My eyes locked on hers as I thumbed the soft material, twisting it inside-out. I moved the knickers to my nose and breathed deeply, inhaling the sweet musk that lingered in the fabric of the crotch. I’d never felt so close to her; her scent inside me: filling my nostrils, my lungs.
My hand wrapped around my cock; it was achingly hard. Stroking, tugging my foreskin back and forth; keeping to a steady pace. Her eyes were on it, watching me masturbate. I worked my cock harder, my balls bouncing as I experienced the first cramp of sexual joy. I slowed the pace, let the heat subside and then went again. The pleasure built quickly to a new sexual high. I held my breath to further intensify the sensations and teased myself right to the very edge of orgasm, and stopped. My confused shaft pulsed but the stimulation was gone and the pleasure was forced to subside. Again, I quickened the pace.
“Taste them.” My breath caught; she understood my need perfectly.