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Short Story: Addicted to his Eyes

19/3/2021

 
Female's Point of View - Special Powers
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There is something so... Addictive... To the way he looks into my eyes...

I don’t really understand how or why, but something happens when he stares at me with those infinite eyes. His lips crack the faintest of smiles before I find myself staring back into them without really thinking about why I’m doing it.

I just... Stare back...

I always feel like I have to. As if it would be impolite to look away from his intense and adoring gaze. My eyes just naturally seek out his own when I see him looking at me in his familiar and thrilling way. Like I become this love struck little girl that can’t seem to stop herself from looking deeply into his dark blue eyes.

​But no... It’s more than that... 

​It’s as if my attention gets pulls to his dark endless pools of lust...

Like they had this ability to capture my gaze in a way that completely pushes out all my thoughts and worries. As if his eyes could magically ensnare my consciousness and gently pull it inside his own...

Sometimes, it even feels like my whole head is drawn towards his face as my attention slips into his loving stare.  Like there was some invisible force extending from him as I notice his eyes. I imagine it reaching out carefully and grabbing my chin so I turn to face him before they reach inside and gently pull my attention away from what ever I was doing.

I know it’s silly to think that he has some sort of magic power, but I can’t seem to find any other way to explain or describe the intense and relaxing effect his eyes have on me when he decides to look at me a certain way.

My mind calms down as I stare back into his gaze. My worries and petty thoughts drain away as I get pulled into his eyes. My surroundings fade away as his unique stare lifts up my soul and soothes it into a blissful state of mind I could never reach on my own. 

I feel so deliciously powerless when he looks at me like that.

Bewitched...
Mesmerized...
Captivated...
Addicted...

When I first met him, I was immediately infatuated with him and I chalked up this strange and wonderful feeling to his pure charming magnetism. Like a silly school girl, I would find myself smiling like an idiot as I looked into his eyes while we talked. 

It felt so easy... So natural... I had this incredible feeling of security and bliss when I looked into his eyes that I immediately found myself trusting his strong and confident approach. I remember thinking that I had found one of those rare and illusive persons that simply had nothing to hide. 

I felt like I could see everything I needed to know when I looked into his endlessly deep eyes.

I still do...

Now that we are going out and living together, I can better notice the strange and wonderful things hidden away behind his confident stare. I’m not sure I can say when I truly noticed that there was something more behind his unique gaze, but I know it happened when the excitement of our new relationship faded to give way to the joy and comforts we know today.

I finally noticed how strange and intense his staring eyes actually were. I remember having more than a few worried thoughts about the weird calming effects they had on me. Especially when I stared adoringly into them for extended periods of time and found myself a little dazed and confused once he looked away as I tried in vain to remember what I had been doing before my attention sank into his eyes.

The mild euphoria that envelops me after those special looks always gets me so relaxed and happy that it’s hard to rein my brain back to the mundane things of every day life. Which got me worried that I was getting a little too infatuated with him.

That maybe I should slow things down and try to figure out why I felt so strange and relaxed around him.

But those worries slowly melted away as I looked so deeply into his gaze and realized that I didn’t really care all that much. His eyes always pull me in and made me feel so peacefully content that I worried about it less and less.

Every time I looked into the windows of his soul I felt better.
Every time I feel his eyes pull me in I feel happier.
Every time my eyes get drawn to look into his gaze I feel more and more relaxed.
Every time my eyes lose focus inside his dark pools and my mind quiets down, I feel the intensity of my captivation deepen.

I can feel the pull of his eyes almost immediately now. I can feel my whole body shift and move itself without conscious thought to look towards his fascinating eyes as my mind drifts away into the abyss of his eyes. 

A simple glance is enough... 

A mere glimpse from the corner of my eye and I’m instantly captivated...

Mesmerized...

What was worrisome in the beginning quietly became so addicting. I simply can’t get enough of the way the sights and sounds around me fade away while my concentration slowly gets sucked up by his special eyes.

I’ve grown to long for the thoughtless bliss they keep providing me as his adoring eyes keep peering into my own. Their embrace provides me with a kind of peace I never knew I craved.

A sense of pure secure serenity envelops me without fail every time I feel myself get pulled into his eyes...

That perfect peaceful bliss has made me feel closer and more connected to him than any other lover. Our connection strengthens with every passing day as I lose myself in his exquisite eyes. I’ve even come to relish the daze and confusion I feel when our eyes break contact and I’m left to savor the after effects of his relaxing gaze. 

Is it like a trance?
Or maybe it’s some from of deep mediation... 
Maybe it’s both.

I resisted it a little at first, but now, I open my mind to the wonderful thoughts and feelings that seem to spring up from deep inside me as my love and attraction for him blooms. 

Especially when I find my eyes drift to his deep pools of lust while we are being intimate...

That’s another thing I noticed quite recently. This strange and wonderful feeling doesn’t always happen when we are locked in an intense gaze while we talk. It also happens while we fuck.

And it makes the experience a thousand times better...

I could be lying on my back, legs up high in the air as he slowly grinds into me from the side of the bed, and he would come in close and stare intently into my eyes. My lust and passion never waver as my focus slips inside his swirling gaze while his cock slowly pumps in and out of me.

I lose myself to the pleasure and relaxation as my mind quiets down and the pleasure start to smolder instead of igniting. The bright flames of my arousal seem to go out while the coals simmer more intently. The heat inside my body continues to course through my veins, but the pleasure doesn’t crescendo out of control. 

It just soothes and caresses every part of me as my mind loses itself inside his gaze...

Only to explode when he closes his eyes to experience his release.

I’m so addicted to the way I feel when I stare into his eyes...

I even make a point to make eye contact with him as much as I can while I slowly pleasure him with my mouth, just on the off chance I get to feel the pull of his gaze.

Which I’m glad to say happens often enough...

I’d find myself slowly teasing and engulfing his growing manhood as my eyes and focus get pulled up to him as he stares intently down at me. Everything around me fades deliciously away as I suck and look up into his eyes.

Feeling the deep blissful relaxation that comes from letting go of my thoughts and letting them drain way inside his dark pools of lust.

And the same thing happens when he goes down on me... Oh god... Those are the so incredibly exquisite... He looks up at me while he stokes the smoldering pleasure coursing inside me while my mind drips down along my body and into his intense stare.

I’m so completely helpless before him...

I stay locked in his eyes while he plays my pleasure until I explode with the most intense orgasms of my life. Which also serves to extend the daze and confusion I feel every time I relax into his eyes...

I know something incredible and unique happens when he looks at me a certain way. I know I’m completely addicted to the way it makes me feel, but I don’t care because I’ve discovered that the more I let go and fall into his deep eyes, the more I feel our connection grow.

Now a days, I feel so close to my man that one look from him will tell me everything I need to know about how he feels and what he is in the mood for. As if... As if his wonderful eyes held every answer I needed and all I had to do to discover them was to look into his endless eyes.

I know our relationship is evolving towards a less conventional ideal, but that doesn’t bother me. I just can’t and won’t resist his magnetic eyes even if I know something happens when I lose myself to them.

When I find my gaze pulled towards his eyes...

When everything else melts away...

​When my mind quiets down and I stare docilely back into my man’s captivating stare...

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