Title: watch but not touch
This is a review and thoughts on porn without masturbating. In the first video I like the setting a bedroom, something I can relate to and feel comfortable in. It is a slow video moving bodies shown dancing around the screen. It is fake the desire they have for each other but the movement are compelling. Fit bodies in underware. So very healthy. I really feel comfortable in the setting. It is as though I have come and visited them at there house maybe they live with their parents. And they want to perform sextual acts with me. I am only making assumptions but afterall this is my fanasy.
Porn always makes me raise the question. Why do I need a relastionship, I have felt that I needed one for a long time but lately I complete myself, as selfish as that sounds. Sex is the only thing that I lust over. Love is already there with the people I meet, the friends I keep. Good times and sex.
Now back to the video. They are grinding up against me, this is a point of view video. I am getting aroused in the video, but not here at my desk. Only compeled to watch more of it. They grind so heavily together, as though they want it to hurt. Backs, hips and butts. The curve of the back. The fit healthy body. The movement of your chest as it heaves as you grind against me. Though you are not very delecate with your handjob. Your bottem lip down as though you are enjoying it as much as me. Your hair falling about your face, the way your eyes squint a little as you stair into mine. The way you position yourself over me. Sex is about togetherness, pain and sharing. I want to hurt you, I want to share it with you and I want you to enjoy the pleasures I feel.
I think in many ways even with sex, I feel disconnected to the people I share it with, I know how to make them happy and cum, and they can get me to cum with a little guidance. But it is sex they get from me not love, not anything lasting. Something I would like to share with a special someone or special people. Maybe I am a better friend then partner. I heard this once a friend of a friend say to me that she “Is a great friend, but a lousy girlfriend”. I saw something wrong with that I long time ago. But now I only see that she may have been more at ease with herself. Understood herself better. And was not searching for that in another indervidual.
Oh damn, I was too busy typing I missed the final cumshot.