Eye of the beholder

Eyes. I love eyes. They’re so beautiful to look deep into. Obviously you need to be quite intimate with a person to do so, I couldn’t just walk up to someone on the street and look into their eyes!

I love images of eyes, they’re far better to study than someone who is blinking. You get to see all the colours and all the pretty patterns you don’t necessarily get to notice when you’re close to someone. For example, someone with blue eyes doesn’t just have blue colouring they also have creams and browns mixed in. Eyes are fascinating!

I don’t have a favourite eye colour, I think it depends very much on the whole person whether they’re sexy or not. Dark browns can be mysterious, piercing blues can be alluring whilst hazels can be fun and flirty. I have often wondered what it would be like to change the colour of my eyes with contact lenses. I’ve also wondered about using black lenses instead of a blindfold, that way my eye movement and reactions can still be seen but I can’t see whats happening. But I’m not good with contact lenses, I find them uncomfortable and if I’m wearing blackout ones, how am I supposed to remove them if I can’t see?!

I do struggle with eye contact when it’s someone I don’t know, looking at someone can just feel plain weird and awkward. It’s also the first tell tale sign my mental health isn’t at its best, I don’t want someone to look into my eyes, I don’t want to be seen, I want to hide away.

That said, with someone I’m intimate with, eye contact is really hot. When my partner and I are fucking in a face to face position, one of my favourite things is to ask him to look into my eyes as he’s about to come. I know he struggles to maintain it as instinct makes him roll his head back and close his eyes. But that eye contact at that moment is something I can’t describe, it’s intense and sexy and all the really good stuff.