What I Want
I can't deny that this fetish draws me to both genders; honestly more to men than women these days. I'd love to meet a gentlemen 10-15 years older than me of the affluent sort who is a watch fetishist, or is open to the idea of it. Straight, bi, gay, it doesn't matter. It seems I am looking for someone who has power and authority.
I just have fantasies of meeting one who wears the watch of my dreams (A vintage Cartier Tank Louis on a black leather strap,) and allows me to get to know it a little better wink wink.
The following explanation will serve to prove a point:
To you, it’s just a watch; to me, it’s an object of obsession; a never-ending well of fantasy and fiction. It’s a source of sexual excitement and ecstasy of nearly God-like proportions. Whoever is wearing it is greater than I, and I long to touch the greatness, and to let it touch me, intimately, unquestionably, and unconditionally. I ache to taste and touch it.
There’s something to be said for the sight of that little rectangular dial peeking out the sleeve of a blouse, or a business suit. It signifies power and control….two things that turn me on uncontrollably. The wearer of the watch is my master, and I am their slave with whatever to do, if they allow me to touch their Cartier Tank Louis, and they touch me with it too.
Seeing a Cartier Tank Louis with a black crocodile or caiman leather strap on someone's wrist has an almost intoxicating effect over me, and I become aroused almost instantly. The rectangular white dial with black Roman numerals always gets my attention first. By then, I’m helplessly hypnotized.
I long to caress it, and to be caressed by it, pleasured by each and every touch. I long to allow it to awaken and to release the sexual feelings deeply buried within me. I long to feel the crystal glide smoothly against the shaft of my penis as it makes its rotation on the wrist of the one wearing it. I long to feel the crown and cabochon dig painfully into the underside of my penis, scoring it lightly as it moves from top to bottom. I long to feel the brancards rub lightly on either side with each gentle caress.
Most of all, I desire to feel the texture of that black or brown crocodile or lizard leather strap against the shaft, first gently as it creates friction from the smoothness. Once it is worn in, I want more pressure to be applied and to feel the pattern of the leather change with each caress and rotation. The more broken in or worn it appears to be, the more it seems to excite me.
The fantasy continues, with more rubbing and rotation, applying more pressure as time passes. Naturally, I become totally “at attention,” and I feel a “tingle.” Eventually, that tingle sends a chill down my spine, and I release a huge stream of semen all over the watch, and the person’s wrist.There’s a huge pool of semen covering the face of the watch, and it’s dripping all over the place, down the strap on either side, and maybe even down the arm of that person, or onto backside of their hand, onto other jewelry they may be wearing. My semen continues to drip, and I rub the head of my penis all over the watch face, and the strap, on both sides.
For a split second I worry if the watch is water-resistant, and by seeing the familiar screws in the side of the solid 14k gold case, I know indeed it is. I breathe a sigh of relief and we clean up.
If you don't know which watch I'm referring to, here's an example:
[ebay]
[http://www.ebay.com/itm/Cartier-Tank-Classic-Paris-…
[liveauctioneers]
[http://www.liveauctioneers.com/item/26719956_cartie…]
I also enjoy the copies of this style of watch, made by Seiko, Citizen, Pulsar, Movado, Raymond Weil, Concord, and many others.
If you wear one like this, I'd love to hear from you, and maybe get to know it a little better. :)
I just have fantasies of meeting one who wears the watch of my dreams (A vintage Cartier Tank Louis on a black leather strap,) and allows me to get to know it a little better wink wink.
The following explanation will serve to prove a point:
To you, it’s just a watch; to me, it’s an object of obsession; a never-ending well of fantasy and fiction. It’s a source of sexual excitement and ecstasy of nearly God-like proportions. Whoever is wearing it is greater than I, and I long to touch the greatness, and to let it touch me, intimately, unquestionably, and unconditionally. I ache to taste and touch it.
There’s something to be said for the sight of that little rectangular dial peeking out the sleeve of a blouse, or a business suit. It signifies power and control….two things that turn me on uncontrollably. The wearer of the watch is my master, and I am their slave with whatever to do, if they allow me to touch their Cartier Tank Louis, and they touch me with it too.
Seeing a Cartier Tank Louis with a black crocodile or caiman leather strap on someone's wrist has an almost intoxicating effect over me, and I become aroused almost instantly. The rectangular white dial with black Roman numerals always gets my attention first. By then, I’m helplessly hypnotized.
I long to caress it, and to be caressed by it, pleasured by each and every touch. I long to allow it to awaken and to release the sexual feelings deeply buried within me. I long to feel the crystal glide smoothly against the shaft of my penis as it makes its rotation on the wrist of the one wearing it. I long to feel the crown and cabochon dig painfully into the underside of my penis, scoring it lightly as it moves from top to bottom. I long to feel the brancards rub lightly on either side with each gentle caress.
Most of all, I desire to feel the texture of that black or brown crocodile or lizard leather strap against the shaft, first gently as it creates friction from the smoothness. Once it is worn in, I want more pressure to be applied and to feel the pattern of the leather change with each caress and rotation. The more broken in or worn it appears to be, the more it seems to excite me.
The fantasy continues, with more rubbing and rotation, applying more pressure as time passes. Naturally, I become totally “at attention,” and I feel a “tingle.” Eventually, that tingle sends a chill down my spine, and I release a huge stream of semen all over the watch, and the person’s wrist.There’s a huge pool of semen covering the face of the watch, and it’s dripping all over the place, down the strap on either side, and maybe even down the arm of that person, or onto backside of their hand, onto other jewelry they may be wearing. My semen continues to drip, and I rub the head of my penis all over the watch face, and the strap, on both sides.
For a split second I worry if the watch is water-resistant, and by seeing the familiar screws in the side of the solid 14k gold case, I know indeed it is. I breathe a sigh of relief and we clean up.
If you don't know which watch I'm referring to, here's an example:
[ebay]
[http://www.ebay.com/itm/Cartier-Tank-Classic-Paris-…
[liveauctioneers]
[http://www.liveauctioneers.com/item/26719956_cartie…]
I also enjoy the copies of this style of watch, made by Seiko, Citizen, Pulsar, Movado, Raymond Weil, Concord, and many others.
If you wear one like this, I'd love to hear from you, and maybe get to know it a little better. :)
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