Sexy Thoughts #8: Masturbation LIVE!

May
2017

We are firmly into the middle of May now, and I am definitely taking full advantage of International Masturbation Month. This year, i’ve definitely noticed a theme surrounding our escapades. They all feature some level of voyeurism. And i’m totally cool with that.

A few months back, we had some things stolen from our front garden, and in a bid to deter any repeat offenders, we installed a home CCTV system. There are 2 cameras outside, and one camera we have inside (mainly so we can check on our little pugs whilst we are out). There is an app we have on our phones that allows us to log onto the cameras, and see what is going on wherever we are. I joked to the Mr. that it would be awesome if one day, I checked the camera, and caught him playing with himself or something.

Of course, my husband is a very busy man, and usually is only home on his own one day a week, and he’s still working; so finding the time to titillate with with a pixelated wank is not something usually high on the list of priorities. Still, I kept the idea at the back of my mind. There was something about watching him lose himself in a moment like that, from afar, that just triggered something in me. I do enjoy watching him, and there is something about that vulnerability; where he cannot see me, or know what I am doing.

Just last week, he indulged me in my little quirky fantasy, and boy was it worth it. A quick little set-up to get you fully in the picture… so all three cameras are inside the house at the moment. Two of the cameras had stopped working because we needed to replace batteries. Our dearest Elphie had recently had some surgery, and as we were going out, we needed to keep an eye on here, so we moved cameras around, just so that the only working camera was focused on her. Later that evening, we were home and as he was in the kitchen, making a cup of tea, I came up behind him and began to kiss him on the neck. After several minutes of heavy petting, I left and went back into the lounge.

I looked at the camera that was one the side, and I loaded up the app, and turned it on. As I was looking at the screen, he shuffled into the lounge, with his cock poking out of his boxers. “Oh my’ I explained, as I marvelled at the wonderful things you can see on CCTV. He will deny it, but when the mood hits him, he can be somewhat of an exhibitionist. “I have an idea…” I said, softly. I led him into the small bathroom downstairs, and I took myself upstairs. By the time I had reached the bathroom, he was already in position, with his cock firmly in his hand, and stroking it.

The cameras don’t record sound, but at this moment, that wasn’t a problem. Just watching him sat there, showing off his thick cock, was enough of a turn on. I was rock hard. I too, sat down, unbuttoned my jeans and began to stroke along with him. No words or sounds were exchanged. He just sat there, intently, stroking and looking directly into the camera. Every now and again, his head would go back, he would bite the corner of his lip, and I could see him let out a huge moan. This was just insanely hot.

I opened the door, and just ever so faintly, I could hear his gasps and moans coming from the room downstairs. “Oh yeah….” I said, as he continued to stroke himself. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. Just watching him lose himself in a moment like that, was enough to get me to orgasm. But the whole time, I did not take my eyes off the screen.

His moans were getting louder and more intense now, they were beginning to echo out of the bathroom. I pulled the phone as close to my face as possible, so I could take it all in. There is a 2 second delay between what’s actually happening, and what is being relayed back on the screen. I turned my head for a second, and he suddenly let out a huge moan. I knew what was happening. Sure enough, as soon as I looked back at the screen, his body was shuddering, and he was shooting thick streams. The noises calmed down, and I could see him, exhausted, but satisfied.

I came back downstairs, just as he was coming out of the bathroom. “Well, I hope that was a good show”. “Oh yeah, I came about 10 minutes ago, but it was definitely worth it”. It’s certainly given me a few ideas of other things that we can try. But for now, I must finish because just sitting here, writing about it, thinking about it… has erm, well. I’m sure you can imagine…