Witness

Witness

She looked around the room and bit her lip nervously.  She was a bit hesitant with all those eyes trained upon her.  She looked at each of the guys that sat there, briefly making eye contact with each one of them.  First John’s searing blue blinked back at her while being chased by one of his big smiles, and then came Dan’s soft chocolate brown ones.  She could tell he was just as nervous as she was the way he was fidgeting.  That was to be expected coming from one of the quietest of their friends.  She found Mark’s hungry eyes next and her heart skipped a little.  Of all their friends he was by far the sexiest.  He had always had that five O’clock shadow that never seemed to get too long; the kind most women imagine brushing up against their soft thighs, tickling them in an almost primal kind of way.  After the longest look yet she finally found his.  The eyes she fell in love with. They were a golden green that held scattered flecks of brown and blue.  These were the eyes that drove her lust and her willingness to do anything for him.  This is why she was here now, on display.  He raised an eyebrow as if to say “Go on” and her breath quickened at the very thought of pleasing him.

Slowly she ran her hands down the sides of her stomach until they came to rest upon the cotton of her panties.  Her heart raced faster and faster as she leaned back against the table.  She had always been an exhibitionist but this was to be the first time she would do this around people she knew and with his permission.  She hooked her fingers underneath the waistband of her soft white biking briefs and proceeded to peel and roll away the last bit of mystery for any of these men watching, except of course him.  He had on numerous occasions witnessed her writhing in pleasure before him.   As she trailed the cloth down her thighs exposing herself to everyone she could hear a few of them sucking in their breaths, marveling at her daring and erotic risk.  She bent over a bit further pushing her panties past her thighs and then let them drop noiselessly to the ground.  She moistened the moment she knew they all could see her.

Glancing over at him, making sure it was OK to proceed she smiled.  He smiled back and shook his head yes.  She then kicked her panties at Dan.  They easily landed in his lap as he sat there frozen in awe, his mouth part open, but he did not take his eyes off of her.  Slowly she pushed herself up and back onto the table behind her knowing, that as she did this, her perfect velvety pink parts were taunting each of the men.  She brought her right hand to her mouth and made a show of licking her fingers.  When she did this, John whispered “God Damn”.  Her tongue danced across each digit slow and deliberate.  When she was done it was time for the real show to begin.  She trailed her hand down her creamy knit sweater until it finally rested on her silken flower.  She began to work her fingers and her heated moisture grew instantly.  She looked over at Mark and imagined it was him kneeling between her legs pleasuring her with his gruff jaw brushing against the inside of her leg.  

She became consumed by the situation, no longer nervous or caring what others thought.  As she continued to touch herself she made sure to watch all of their eyes.  She loved how focused they were on her and her actions.  As electric currents caressed her skin she finally locked eyes with him, the one her allowed her to be so bold, and then shuddered with her first orgasm of the night.  He smiled as he sat there knowing she was doing this for him.  They both could not have been happier or more turned on and this was merely the beginning of their latest adventure.

Thomas Aiden

(This little piece was written as an answer to a challenge by one of the writing and erotica communities I belong to. I liked it so I figured I would post it here also to share with others.  The challenge was a simple one.  All I had to do was write a flash story for the Gif above and so I did. i hope you enjoy it.)