Erotic Story: For showing

His eyes start to shine when he enters the bedroom and sees which lingerie set I’m wearing. The lace of the bra is see-through enough to see my nipples and I know that suspenders without panties always drive him wild. ‘What’s this?,’ he asks amused, with a broad smile on his face. ‘I’ve been thinking about you all day.’ ‘And? Did you miss me?’ He walks towards the bed with an intense look in his eyes, fills his hands with my hair and hungrily pulls me to him. His lips feel full and warm against mine and I let my mouth drop open slightly so our tongues can find each other without effort. ‘I definitely missed you,’ I mumble against his lips. ‘Couldn’t wait for you to get home.’ He lets his thumb softly stroke my bottom lip as he bites his own. ‘You look hot.’

I groan, smiling softly. This is exactly the moment I’ve been looking forward to all day. My eyes wander down and my fingers automatically start to undo his belt and pants. ‘Are you that hungry?,’ he grins. ‘You have no idea,’ I tease. ‘Here, so you can enjoy all this again later.’ I give him my most naughty look, take his phone from his pocket, activate the camera on his phone and hand it to him. ‘Are you serious?’ I nod excitedly. ‘I’d like to see things from your perspective.’ The corners of his mouth turn up slightly and before taking back his phone, he pulls his sweater over his head. His skin feel warm, charged, ready for my touch. He keeps his phone above his chest, with its camera pointed towards me. In no time, I’ve loosened his belt and unbuttoned his pants. With a soft, muffled sound, his pants slide down to his ankles and on the floor. I look straight into the camera for a moment and then curl my fingers around the edge of his boxers to pull it down. His cock glistens and I feel shocks of pure horniness surging through my body. I don’t know why, but with that camera pointed at me, I want to do my best even more. I pull his boxers all the way down and let them drop to the floor too. He quickly steps out of the circle of his clothes and positions himself and his phone, aiming for the best view. I am definitely doing my best for this.

I place my hands on the matrass in such a way that my breasts are pushed together. If he’s going to enjoy this view multiple times, I’ll make sure to give him the best possible view. A low growling sound comes from somewhere down his throat. Exactly the sound I want to hear. I gently kiss his balls. Let my tongue slide over them playfully and work my way up. Along his shaft to his wet cock. He sighs a few times and his breath is already quickening. As soon as I reach his cock, I pull back briefly. I firmly grip his boner with my right hand, look seductively into the camera and then spread a generous glob of saliva on his cock. ‘Fuuuuck,’ he hisses excitedly.

I eagerly lower my mouth over his cock and start sucking. ‘Shit, this feels so good and warm.’ He finds my hair with his free hand and helps determine the rhythm. Every now and then, I look up, make eye contact with him and the lens of his phone. I lick firmly up and down, take him back into my mouth, suck and start again. The taste of his fluid almost makes me explode with desire. I stop every now and then and jerk him off while letting a little extra saliva drip over his cock. This footage will undoubtedly bring him pleasure again. The sounds of my movements fill the bedroom and his moaning gets louder. Just when I think he’s almost there, he pulls away from my mouth, lets go of my hair and pushes me back on the bed. I drop down, laughing with excitement. I lean on my elbows and spread my legs a little wider. 

‘Can I continue filming?’ I nod excitedly. ‘Yes, please do.’ He grins mischievously and sits down between my legs. His phone slides from my legs towards my heat, over my stomach and passing my nipples. He kneads my breasts with his free hand, frees my nipples from the lace of my bra and starts to massage them. Heavy moans escape my mouth. ‘Hmm,’ he growls. ‘Your breasts are so fucking delicious.’ My hands grip the comforter and I let his words wash over me like soothing waves. The slight pain I feel when he tugs on my nipples feels so good that I feel instant loss when he releases them. He sits up between my legs. Keeps his phone in front of his chest again for the best view and then gently runs a few fingers through my groin, towards my soaking wet labia and lets them slide through my hot folds. I moan louder than usual, I feel hornier than usual. ‘Hmm,’ he groans softly. ‘I’m going to fuck you on camera.’ Just the thought drives me crazy. ‘I’m going to do my best for you on camera,’ I manage to say, panting. He grips his boner with his free hand and lets it slide through my labia a few times. His cock brushes my clit with every movement and more and more I hope that he will push himself inside me. ‘Oh shit, you have no idea how hot this looks.’ ‘Show me later,’ I pant, my throat as dry as the desert. Finally, his cock presses against my opening, and I let my legs fall open further and feel his fingers curl around the suspender, pull at it and then slap it hard against my heated skin. 

I scream with excitement and the look I give him is almost feral. His hand finds grip on my hip, I bury my fingertips deeper into the sheets and try to brace myself as best I can. With one hard thrust, he enters me and passionately starts moving. His phone records him sliding in and out of me as we both go wild with desire. Why have we never done this before? We both moan harder than usual and, with all the excitement, it doesn’t take long for him to get close to reaching climax.  Cursing and with jerking movements he comes inside of me. The way the muscles in his chest tighten is arousing, and that’s putting it mildly, and the bedroom fills with his breathing and loud exclamations. I can see it’s hard for him to keep his phone steady.

I lean on my elbows and as soon as he catches his breath, he withdraws. Without hesitation I move one finger towards my clit, moving in gentle circles as his phone records my most sensitive spot in close-up. I feel my body pushing out his juice. I slide a finger inside me and push it out in front of the camera. ‘Jesus, that looks so hot,’ he groans as his cum runs out of me, between my labia, reaching the bed between my buttocks. ‘What are you doing?,’ I ask as he puts his phone away. ‘I’ll film for you next time, but now I’m going to use both hands to make you come whimpering.’ I fall back on the bed laughing. I can’t wait to see the footage.