I removed this story from another board. I have been encouraged to repost it, so here it is.
After watching the 11 o'clock news, we decided to go to bed. Dan went into the bedroom while I stopped by the kitchen for a bite of some lemon cake I had made the previous morning. It was so good. Just a teeny bite before bed.
The two older ones were at their moms. The youngest had been in bed for over an hour.
I walked in the bedroom and closed the door, locking it without him noticing. He was sitting up in bed reading one of his car magazines. I turned off the main light. He still had his night stand light on.
I went in the bathroom and showered quickly to rinse the chlorine off from being in the pool earlier. After drying and wrapping the towel around me I grabbed some lotion that I use on my skin that contains coconut oil, olive oil, and some moisturizer. I then go into the closet to get a couple of my private toys from their hiding place in a shoe box. One very skinny one and a couple more of various sizes.
I walked out carrying all of my goodies and placed them on the night stand on my side of the bed. I could feel his eyes on me as I unwrapped the towel from around me, exposing my nakedness to him. The air conditioning felt a little too cool after the shower. He remained quiet as he knows he should. I've done this before and he knows he is only an observer for now. My peripheral vision sees he has set the magazine down.
I turned on the nightstand light before adjusting my reading chair so that it is facing the bed - so it is facing toward him. I want him to have a nice view. While I will enjoy this, I am doing it more for his enjoyment.
I dispense a generous amount of the moisturizer in my hand and rub it together in my hands. Turning away from him, I lift my foot up on to my chair and apply it to my leg. I do the same to the other leg. I reach back and rub some on my back, and also on my bum. I turn back toward him as I apply some lotion to my arms and then on my neck. I grab the bottle and squirt more into my hands, and while sitting down in my chair, I apply it on to my upper chest. My hands slowly make their way down to my untanned breasts, which I take an extra amount of time applying lotion to. My nipples, which I would normally just rub the palm over my breast and be done, I spend extra time on. I know he is enjoying watching me as I roll my nipples between my thumb and forefinger, massaging the lotion in to them. The same goes for my areolas. I rub the lotion in to the red circle using one finger. I take my time. I resist looking at him but can feel his eyes on me.
I glide my hands down to my tummy and rub the lotion in before moving lower to the sides of my hips. All that remains to receive the moisturizing lotion is my untanned skin that my bathing suit bottoms normally cover.
One hand slides lower and my legs spread slightly to accommodate it. He can not see my sex. My hand blocks his view. I close my eyes and let out an over exaggerated moan. I let my head tilt back onto the chair back as I continue to lightly rub myself there.
I lift each foot up to the side rails of the bed and let my knees fall to the sides as my hand glides upward, giving him a look at my sex. I feel movement on the bed, but resist looking. My hand slides downward again, my other hand joins in. I spread myself open for him to look at my inner folds. A shiver shoots through me knowing how much he likes this - knowing the view he has. I can feel goosebumps cover my body. My nipples are painfully hard. I know he likes to see and touch them when they are fully erect. This causes another shiver to course through me, so much so that it causes my body to stiffen and my back to arch a bit. I sense he is looking at my chest thrusting outward. I know he is enjoying this experience, and because he is, I am also.
My right index finger reaches in and rubs in the perfect place. I gasp at my own touch. Again, I exaggerated a bit, but he doesn't know that. Over the next few minutes I continue to rub with just one finger in all the right places. The sounds I make over the next few minutes are no longer exaggerated, they are real. I begin talking out loud to myself, but also to him. I don't worry about expressing my feelings and saying how great things are feeling. I don't worry about the swearing or the vulgar words I am uttering. I don't worry about how loud I am being.
As my O approaches I tilt my head forward and open my eyes. He is laying across the mattress with his head just two feet from me, watching intently as I touch myself. I continue to rub while looking down at how vulgarly I am displaying my body to him. My lone finger continues to manipulate my folds and eventually moves a bit higher. I inhale sharply when I touch my most sensitive organ. My mind and my gaze focuses on what feels like a volcanic explosion about to erupt from where the tip of my finger is touching.
I spread my legs open further. Wanting for him to see all of me. I hold myself open, my hands pulling to each side so he can observe as much of me as possible as my finger continues rubbing the little nub. I massage its surface so softly. It seems to be burning, but at the same time feels so good that I wish the feeling would last forever. Warmth has been developing in my belly.
All at once the warmth courses downward and seems to crash into my finger. My body feels like it has been struck by lightning. I fight to keep my legs from involuntarily closing. I want him to see me, to be open for his eyes. My mind can't think straight as I struggle to wiggle my finger around. I can't fight it anymore and allow my thighs to clamp together. I sit there with my eyes closed, recovering, trying to catch my breath. I feel like it is 150 degrees in the our bedroom.
I don't know how long I sat there, but I think of the toys sitting nearby on the nightstand. I'm too exhausted and decide my little show for him is going to have to come to a premature ending. I reach up and turn off the light and crawl into bed. He cuddles behind me and tells me how much he loves me. His arm wrapping over me, his hand engulfing my breast. It feels so good. This is my favorite place in the whole world. I feel so protected wrapped in his arms. I can feel his hardness pushing against the back of my thigh. I can't help him with that right now though. I whisper, "I love you."