17 comments/ 195937 views/ 64 favorites Mutual Masturbation By: onlyinadream The room was quiet. It was cluttered with clothes, text books, computer parts, and basically random crap. Bunk beds were stacked in one corner, and two college freshmen were lying awake. On the bottom bunk Mary was having a hard time falling asleep. She was wearing a tight t-shift, and sweat pants. Those being enough to keep her warm, she had kicked off her covers. She was staring up at the top bunk wondering if her roommate was asleep yet. Mary wondered if she could turn on the reading light on her headboard. Her roommate’s breathing was steady, but Mary didn’t want to disturb her. Mary closed her eyes and rolled over on her stomach. She sighed and tried to go to sleep. Alison heard Mary roll over and wished she could swear. Alison knew that her roommate was awake, and wished that she would finally fall asleep. Alison was lying on her bunk topless. Her nipples were hard, mostly because she was continually brushing them in anticipation. She had been horny all day, and wished she could play with herself in peace. Her hands would lightly brush against her nipples and they would send waves of pleasure down her chest. She couldn’t venture anywhere else though, for fear of moaning or making some identifiable sound. She ran her finger along her nipple and wondered how long Mary would toss and turn before falling asleep. Mary rolled over again. She opened her eyes and decided she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep yet. She moved as quietly as she could, and turned on her reading light. She heard the top bunk creak and she held her breath to see if Alison would say anything. Alison had been startled by the light, and rolled over towards the wall. Her bare back was facing the open room and her heart had started pounded. She felt like she had been caught touching herself, but her rational mind knew that wasn’t the case. Mary pulled out a book and began reading. She had another idea, and pulled out her portable CD player. She picked up the headphones and turned the music on softly. She began reading her science text book, because if anything can put you to sleep, it’s school. Alison heard Mary open her book, and then heard her turn on the CD player. In the quiet room Alison could hear the music softly going. She rolled onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. The reading light gave the whole room a small glow. She looked down and surveyed her own body. She had large breasts, spilling flat against her chest, with her large brown nipples hard as a rock. Her stomach was flat, because she swam religiously. She closed her eyes and gently started tweaking her left nipple. Her mouth opened with pleasure but no sound emerged. Mary read totally unsuccessfully. The words were swimming before her eyes, and she knew she was tired. She closed the book, but decided to leave the headphones on. She turned the light off and curled up. The music she was listening to was soft, and she hoped she would fall asleep soon. Alison was startled again by the light, this time going out, and she quietly fumed on her bed. She wondered if anyone would be in the bathroom at this time of night. Twelve girls shared one large bathroom, with multiple toilets, and several adjoining shower stalls and four sinks, so while there were usually not any large pile-ups, there was rarely any privacy. Alison listened to Mary’s rhythmic breathing and the quiet hum of the CD player. Alison slowly let her hands travel down her stomach. Mary won’t hear anything, Alison tried to convince herself. Alison’s hand reached the top of her underwear. She strayed gently down the white material. Her finger reached the top of her slit and she pushed down against the cotton hard. Her whole body twitched and she bit her lip. She decided not to wait, and slipped her hand inside her panties. Her fingers pushed down and against her clit. She kept going down and in one motion slipped two of her fingers inside of herself. She paused a moment as her vaginal walls adjusted and then slowly withdrew the fingers. Alison pulled her fingers up higher, and began rubbing the now lubricated fingers against her lips and clit. She began concentrating on her breathing, keeping it regular and quiet. Her left hand strayed to her nipples, and she pinched herself hard. She began massaging her chest, while her right hand worked quickly on her clit. She could already feel an orgasm building and she had barely begun. She listened but couldn’t hear anything beyond her soft caresses. Mary felt herself dozing off, and pulled the headphones off of her head. She put them right by her pillow, so she could still listen to the music while she fell asleep. She was drifting to sleep when she heard the softest whisper from Alison. She thought she heard Alison exclaim “Oh” but it was so quiet she wondered if she was hearing things and tried to recapture the sleepiness she was just experiencing. Alison was trying to be quiet, but she could feel herself cumming before the first wave hit her. Her pussy was on fire and her panties were soaked. Her stomach clenched and she jerked on her bed as the orgasm rolled over her. She managed not to cry out, but only by holding her breath. Her fingers continued to roll her clit in her fingers and slide up and down her slit. Mary heard the bunk creak again and she opened her eyes. She could hear a small sound of movement above her. Mary heard another small exclamation and she wondered if Alison was crying. Mary was about to say something and propped herself up on her elbows. Alison came hard, and she knew she had made a few soft noises. Her hand was still rubbing her pussy hard and she started to slow down. Her fingers and palm were now a little sticky as she eased the pressure up on her clit. She was still coming down from the orgasm when she finally pulled her hand out of her panties. She reached down farther and pressed the panties hard into her slit, soaking up the moisture. She slipped them off and pushed them down to the end of her bed. She didn’t know it, but she accidentally kicked them off her bed. Mary was lying with her legs stretched off the bed. Alison’s underwear happened to fall and land right on top of her foot. Mary stared down at her foot in astonishment until she identified what it was. She lifted up her foot and caught the underwear in her hand. To her surprise it was very damp at the crotch level. She almost cried out in surprise but then Alison sat up above her. Mary clutched the panties to her chest and quickly rolled over, hoping to be taken for asleep. Alison climbed off the bed as quietly as she could. She slipped on a short bathrobe and silently slipped out of the room for a trip to the bathroom. Mary watched the door close behind her and sat straight up. She turned on her reading light and stared down at the panties. Mary stretched them out and examined the warm damp spot. Her fingers lightly rubbed against the wettest area. She brought the panties to her face and took a small sniff of the scent. Mary dropped the panties in her lap and her mouth fell open in shock. She realized what she just did and she couldn’t believe it. Mary just sat there stone still trying understand what she had just done. She had deliberately smelled another girl’s used underwear. She wondered why in hell she had just done it. Mary could not for the life of her come up with a reason, and so, hoping to regain some clarity, she did it again. The second time she did it slower, bringing the panties up in front of her mouth and then her nose gently touching the damp spot as she inhaled. Mary put them down again and wondered why she had done it. It came to her as a flash of insight when she realized the sounds she had heard were of Alison masturbating. Mary just sat on the bed frozen in shock. Her heart was beating wildly and she wondered why she was so excited. She would have remained frozen in place, but she heard footsteps out in the hall. She quickly turned off the reading light and rolled over to face the wall. She clutched the panties close to her chest as the door opened and Alison returned. Alison tried to be quiet as she slipped off her robe and climbed up into her bunk. She hoped Mary was still asleep, and lay down feeling better. She curled up into her pillow and pulled one of her lighter blankets over her. Mary listened as Alison got comfortable. Mary forced herself to take regular steady breaths. After a few minutes of this, Mary rolled over onto her back again. She stared up at the top bunk, and started thinking about Alison masturbating. She tried to think of other things, but she kept visualizing Alison touching herself. Mary wondered how often Alison did it. She also wondered why she was so excited. Mary again pulled out Alison’s panties. She held them tightly in her hand and pictured Alison naked. Mary had seen Alison dozen’s of times in the shower, but had never Really looked at her. She could vividly picture Alison’s nipples, and even her thin trail of closely shaved pubic hair. Mary wondered if Alison had ever looked at her in the shower. Mary became aware of her own body, and she realized she was hot. She reached down and started pushing her sweat pants down and finally off. She pulled the t-shirt over her head and tossed them off the bed. Alison heard Mary move around on the bed and wondered if her friend had been awake the whole time. Alison sighed and rolled over, trying to make herself more comfortable. Mary was still picturing Alison above her, naked save for the thin blanket. Mary wondered what Alison had been thinking about when she was playing with herself. Mary kept thinking thoughts along these veins as her right hand slowly brought the panties to rest on her stomach. She propped one leg up and brought her left hand down to gently stroke her thigh. She had never masturbated when Alison had been home, but since that hadn’t stopped Alison, why should it stop her? Mary thought to herself. She brushed her fingers up and down her thigh and continued to think about Alison. Mary’s right hand picked up Alison’s panties and gently pressed the dampest spot against her nipples. She craned her neck up and gently blew on first one, then the other. She shivered with pleasure as the wind passed over her nipples and caused them to start hardening. She set the panties down, again on her stomach, and felt her fingernails. The middle finger of her right hand had the longest nail, and she brought the nail down against her nipple. She began gently bringing the nail down and lightly scratching the tips of her hardened areola. Her eyebrows drew in together as she felt her nipples respond enthusiastically. Mary’s left hand was still lightly brushing her thighs, and Mary decided to be bolder. Her left hand came down to rest in her groin. She lightly started pushing the palm of her hand against her outer lips. She let the heel of her hand rest gently on her pubic hair, and let her middle finger alone brush against her outer lips. She began to gently tap them with only her middle finger and she let out a deep sigh of contentment. Alison heard Mary start breathing hard. She moved as softly as she could to the edge of the bed. She made sure her weight was balanced as she extended herself over the edge of the bed. Mary brought her right hand down and carefully spread her lips apart as her left hand began to rub against her clit. Her eyes were closed, and she was picturing Alison masturbating. She didn’t see Alison’s head lean over and freeze in startled shock. Alison’s mouth dropped as she witnessed the scene beneath her. They had one small window in their room, but unfortunately there was a street light pretty close by. It served as a night light for either of the two, during nighttime trips out of the room. This time however, it allowed Alison to see Mary in her nude glory. Alison stared as Mary, eyes tight shut, was rapidly rubbing her clit. Alison watched for a minute and then she noticed the piece of cloth on Mary’s stomach. Alison squinted and then realized that her panties were on Mary’s stomach. Alison stared for a minute longer, staring at Mary’s hard nipples and watching as her fingers deftly manipulated her swollen lips and hard clit. Alison silently rolled back over, her own heart pounding. Without giving it a second thought, Alison brought her own hands down to her lips. The sight below her had turned her on immediately, and she was eager to capitalize the brief window of time where Mary would be too distracted to hear her. Both of the girls had their eyes tight closed, both imagining the other, both bringing themselves to the brink. Mary became aware of the upper bunk making soft noises. She was too close to consider them though, and let out a soft moan. Alison heard the moan and it only served to bring her closer to the edge as well. Alison half rolled to the side and spread her legs wide. She inserted two fingers inside of herself and used her other hand to rub quickly against her clit. She began working the fingers into herself faster and harder, not caring if the noise carried anymore. Alison felt a powerful orgasm building, and deciding to see what happened, whispered into the mostly silent room, “Oh god…” Mary heard the whisper and her body shuddered as she came. Her middle finger was pressing down hard into her clit, and she rubbed it up and down furiously as the orgasm pulsed in waves through her. Mary was breathing heavy as the orgasm subsided and she slowed her fingers. She slowly traced up and down the length of her slit and she was shocked at how wet she was. She glanced down at the panties and brought them down to her pussy. She used the panties to gently dab at her own wetness. Alison had came at the same time as Mary. Listening to Mary’s second moan, Alison came for the second time that night. She was breathing hard and she could hear Mary doing the same. Alison stared up at the ceiling as she recovered and a smile played about her mouth. Mary held the twice used panties to her face again. She glanced up at the upper bunk and then tossed them out of the bed. Mary wondered if she should say anything. She suddenly realized the gravity of what she had just done. What if Alison told somebody? She blushed and pushed the thought away. Alison was the one who had started it anyway, Mary tried to rationalize. Mary took a deep breath and stared up at the upper bunk. Alison had a sudden burst of courage and decided to confront her roommate. “Mary?” Alison whispered. “Yeah?” Mary replied. Alison wasn’t sure what she wanted to say. She wanted to make sure things wouldn’t get weird, she wanted to reassure her friend that she wouldn’t tell a soul, she wanted to tell her how hot she had looked while touching herself, she wanted to try kissing her, she wanted them to do this again, and she couldn’t think of how to start. “Are you okay?” Alison said lamely. “I think so,” Mary said softly, “You?” “I am,” Alison said. Both girls lay in silence for a while. This time, Mary decided to be the brave one, and whispered softly in the darkness. “Alison, what were you thinking about?” Mary whispered so softly, that Alison thought at first she had imagined it. “You don’t have to tell me, I shouldn’t have asked, I was just kidding,” Mary said, and she knew her face was beet red. She bit her lip and waited for her roommate to say something. “The first time, or the second?” Alison asked. “The second time…” Mary whispered. Alison wondered what she should say. To tell the truth would certainly make things awkward between them… but then again, Mary did have her panties, Alison mused. She decided to be truthful and spoke softly towards the ceiling. “I looked down and saw you,” Alison started, took a deep breath, and went on, “I saw you touching yourself, and I just started doing it too.” “You’re straight right Alison?” Mary asked timidly. “Yeah. You?” Alison asked nervously. “Yeah, I’m straight,” Mary replied. Both girls lay in silence again. They both wondered what the other one was thinking. After six minutes of silence Mary turned on her reading light and blinked in the sudden brightness. Mary sat up and reached down around her bed for a t-shirt. She found the small one she had been wearing and slipped it on. Alison lay in bed wondering what Mary was up to, when Mary stood up and locked eyes with Alison. Alison sat up and they looked at each other for a minute. “We can talk about this like adults right?” Mary said, in almost a pleading voice. “Yeah. It’s no big deal, what happened, right?” Alison said quickly. “Totally,” Mary smiled, and Alison returned the smile gratefully. “Since I don’t think either of us is very tired, do you want to come down and talk about it?” Mary said. “Sure,” Alison replied. She climbed down and found a big t-shirt to slip on. Mary tried not to stare at Alison while she slipped on the t-shirt. Mary then blushed when she realized she was only wearing her t-shirt. She sat quickly down on her bed and pulled the light blanket over her legs. She crossed her legs and sat on her bed and waited for Alison to sit down. Alison pulled on a pair of pajama bottoms quickly. She grabbed her computer chair and pulled it towards the beds, and sat down. She stretched out her legs and let them rest on Mary’s bed and then her eyes met Mary’s. “I’m so embarrassed,” Mary said quickly. “Oh don’t be, god, I’m the one embarrassed. I was so horny all day today, I mean, I normally would never, you know, like, when you were in the room,” Alison said in a rush. “I’ve had days like that. Or after a date sometimes,” Mary said. “I’ve waited until you were asleep before, but tonight, I just couldn’t wait,” Alison said nervously. “I’ve never masturbated when someone else was in the room, asleep or not, before tonight,” Mary said. “Never in the shower?” Alison said with a giggle. “Not in these showers, at home I used to do it in the shower all the time,” Mary replied with a grin. “I think it turns me on, that I might get caught,” Alison said softly. “So you’ve actually done it in these showers?” Mary asked with wide eyes. “Kind of. Never like, explicitly, but I’ll take extra time soaping my chest, and soaping… down there, you know,” Alison said and blushed again. “Yes, I know what ‘down there’ means you goofball,” Mary laughed. “You mean your pussy lips, your clit.” Mary and Alison broke into laughter together. “It’s so cute, you’re like bright red!” Mary exclaimed. “I’m sorry. I just blush easily.” Alison giggled. They sat smiling for a few minutes. Mary felt so relieved that things weren’t going to be weird. She got out of bed and leaned down to hug Alison tightly. “Right afterwards I got so scared that things were going to be weird.” Mary said softly, still holding her friend tightly. Alison was startled when Mary stood up and then was hugging her friend gratefully back. Alison rested her head against Mary’s shoulder. “Me too. Me too. I feel a lot better now.” Alison whispered. They held each other for a few minutes, neither wanting to let go. Mary gently rubbing her hand along Alison’s back, and Alison’s head gently resting against Mary’s neck. Mary realized she didn’t have any pants on and blushed. She let go of Alison reluctantly and sat back down, but she didn’t pull up the blanket right away. “Maybe we could devise some sort of code, like the stereotypical hanger on the door, except for us it means, ‘I’m horny and need to get myself off, give me some time alone’” Alison said jokingly. “Well, yeah.” Mary looked up at Alison. “but you know, I mean, we are both adults, and I don’t mind if you have to do it. And like, I don’t want you to have to leave when I get horny. We could just put headphones on or something,” Mary said quickly. “I would be cool with that,” Alison said with a small smile. She laughed and Mary looked at her inquiringly. Alison continued to giggle and then explained to her friend. Mutual Masturbation Well, it's been a while since I've had a chance to do much writing, and unfortunately, even longer since I've had a lot of true material to write about. However, Kelly and I had an encounter about five nights ago that was absolutely one of the hottest we've ever experienced, and the fact is we never even made it to the sex! I thought it would be worth sharing now. I was determined that we were going to have a hot evening of sex last Tuesday. It's been very difficult to find the opportunity, but I planned ahead and made sure we had nothing that could get in the way. The dog was asleep. The TV was off. I made sure Kelly had enough wine to relax, but not enough to get sleepy. I, of course, was so horny that I could have screwed her through her panties. But I waited and let the mood build so as not to rush things. Around 9:00, I suggested that we make our way to the bedroom for some fun. Kelly has been feeling very horny too, and also frustrated by our busy schedule. She agreed and we set off towards the bedroom hand in hand. Since the temperature has been dropping a bit lately, we quickly stripped off our pants and underwear and slid under the covers. No fancy lingerie tonight, I realized with a bit of disappointment, but at least we were finally in bed, naked, and awake at the same time! I brought by hand down to Kelly's thigh and began stroking it gently. She moved her leg around a bit in anticipation, then reached down and took my hand. She pressed it firmly onto her crotch, indicating that she was hot enough that she didn't want to waste time on subtle foreplay, but wanted to get right into something a bit more pleasurable. I ran my fingers through the closely cropped pubic hair above her pussy, feeling the stiff hairs bend at my touch. Kelly spread her thighs widely and arched her hips upward in an attempt to force my hand onto her vagina. I let myself be coerced and ran my fingertips down her slit slowly. That she was mentally aroused was clear by her actions, but she definitely wasn't very wet yet, so I took my time touching her lightly and rubbing my fingers across her hood-concealed clit to tease it into wakefulness. At the same time, I took the VCR remote from my bedside table and switched on a porn movie that I know she enjoys. It features Lexington Steele, a black actor with an amazing 12" cock that never fails to turn her on. I could tell she approved, although she rarely says so out loud; her hand immediately slid down to begin squeezing and jacking my erect cock. I also felt a flush of wetness slicken her cunt almost instantly. We enjoyed the feeling of our hands working one another's genitals for several minutes. I began working two fingers slowly in and out of Kelly's moistening gash as she stroked the fullness of my shaft. I made sure to spread her wetness around her labia and onto the outer folds of her pussy in order to prepare her for the fucking I planned to give her. First, though, I wanted to kiss her down there, and tease her with one of our many sex toys. I pulled out a large vibrating dildo from my goody drawer and slid between her legs. At first, I started gently licking her slit and sucking at her clit, but she became ticklish and I had to stop. Not wanting to be deterred, I shifted gears and started very gradually working the dildo into her snatch, switching the vibrator on to a low speed. I spent several minutes working the dildo between her legs, gently pressing it slightly into her, and then twisting it out and across her clit to moisten both the thick dong and the skin of her cunt. Every second or third stroke I pushed just a bit harder on the dildo. After about five or six minutes I had worked roughly half of the 10" dildo into her cunt. Kelly was getting more and more worked up and had begun to quietly moan. Throughout this, I was becoming extremely turned on myself. With my other hand, I was busily stroking my cock as I stared hungrily at her pussy, swallowing the pink latex cock. I decided to do something new to Kelly. She has always left her vibrators at the very lowest setting when we have used them during sex, so I decided to start turning up the power. Kelly's moans grew much louder when I turned up the speed a bit. Emboldened, I pushed the vibrator another two inches deeper in her now sloppy wet pussy and turned up the power some more. "Oh fuck," she whispered faintly. "You'll make me come if you do that." Unfortunately, Kelly is so hyper-sensitized after an orgasm that our sex is effectively done, so we tend to be careful not to get her over the edge in foreplay. However, I was getting so turned on by this point that I didn't care so much if I fucked her - I wanted to keep going with this! I turned the vibrator onto full speed and pushed it fully inside of her. Its two-inch diameter stretched her cunt beautifully. Then I began fucking her with it, long strokes in and out of her, while I jacked my cock in rhythm. Kelly closed her eyes and reached down to rub her clit while I fed her pussy the latex cock. Her moans grew increasingly louder. Finally, she came with a loud cry, thrashing around on the bed. Her climax was so erotic to me that I came as well, squirting my load all over her legs and pussy. Afterwards she had to ask me if I had come on her - her orgasm was so intense that she hadn't felt it! We never did fuck that night, but I hope we'll be able to have a repeat of this experience someday very soon... Mutual Masturbation Last spring just before classes ended for the summer, there was a party at an apartment in our complex. There were a bunch of fraternity boys that lived there that we knew, and the party was pretty raging. I was there with my roommate, Tara, and her cousin from out of town, Devon, who was staying with us. The party was tons of fun and we all drank way too much. When it was getting late, we found ourselves in one of the boys room with a bunch of other people. Tara had left with her boyfriend an hour earlier, and me and Devon were both sitting on the floor in the bedroom by one of the beds. There were probably 15 people in the room and music was really loud. At some point, Devon pulled out a small cd case from under the bed and started flipping through it. It had the typical mix of pop punk and gangster rap. Then near the end, there were a couple of cd's that were blank with hand-written Sharpie on them. One was called "Girls." Devon looked at me and right away we knew it wasn't a cd, but was probably a dvd. Without even asking me or thinking twice, she slipped the dvd out of the case and put it into her purse. We both starting laughing and couldn't control ourselves. We had to see what was on it, so we made some excuses and left the party and went back to my apartment. By the time we got to the door, we were practically running and giggling the entire time. It was a mixture of being buzzed and being somewhat horny, or at least curious about the dvd. As soon as we got inside, Devon had the dvd out of her purse and was handing it to me. We put it in and finally got it to play. Sure enough, we weren't disappointed. Porn. I, personally, didn't know if it would be a copy of a porn movie or maybe a "self made" movie. I think I was hoping for the second, but it was the first. It showed some girl on a couch masturbating. She was pretty cute and didn't look like a trashy porn star. As far as porn movies go, it wasn't bad. We both moved over to the couch to sit down, but neither one of us said much. We watched the girl go through her whole routine and cum. Then the next scene started. It was more of the same. It had a girl in a bikini out by a pool putting oil on. You knew what would happen next and it did. She undid her top and then began massaging oil onto her boobs. "Fast forward it a bit," Devon said. "Let's see what else is on here." I sort of liked it and thought it was a bit hot, but I didn't want to admit to Devon that I wanted to watch girls masturbate instead of watching cute guys, so I fast forwarded. The bikini girl soon lost her bottoms and then started touching herself both in and out of the pool. She eventually lost it to the jets in the Jacuzzi. Been there, done that. The next scene was another girl, this time she was camping in the woods. Again alone, and, again, masturbating. We soon got the picture of what this movie was about. I kept my thumb on the fast forward button and it soon reached the next scene. This one was a little different. It had two girls on a couch dressed in sexy pajamas. I guess it was the whole "sleepover fantasy" thing. And sure enough, they started getting into it. However, it wasn't a typical porno lesbian scene. In fact, it was lesbian at all. Instead, they just started touching themselves through their pj's. This made sense because this was probably a "masturbation" dvd. I was starting to get really turned on and could feel that my panties were getting pretty wet. I let go of the fast forward button and let it play. We watched it for about 1-2 minutes and I could feel myself get tingly. Unfortunately, Devon wasn't feeling the same. She suggested I hit the "skip" button instead of the fast forward one to see what else was on here. I told here that it was probably all the same sort of stuff, and she acted disappointed. "Bummer, I was hoping for some good porn. Oh, well, I'm going to hit it," she said as she got up to go to Tara's room which she was sharing. I debated about staying and watching the movie myself but knew I couldn't with Devon here. We took turns sharing the bathroom to get ready for bed, and then said good-nights. I couldn't sleep. My panties were wet from earlier and I chose not to change them. This meant that I would probably masturbate before falling asleep which was unavoidable anyway. I slid my hand down and smeared the wetness all around being gentle and slow. I was thinking about scenes from the movie and pictured myself in their spots. I had grown up with a Jacuzzi and had done that exercise many times. I had never been camping, and it sort of scared me thinking about being out in the wilderness all alone. Then I thought about being on the couch with another girl. Not touching each other or doing any lesbo stuff, just exploring ourselves in front of each other. That thought got me super turned on. I was getting really wet and hot thinking about that and working my fingers back and forth inside my panties. I was starting to get close to cumming, and I slowed down. I was so hot and still buzzed from the drinks, and I didn't want this feeling to end. I layed there in bed and caught my breath. I know...I would go back out and watch that dvd. It had been an easy 45 minutes since we went to bed, and I was sure Devon would be asleep. It was a great idea and got my juices flowing even faster, but I didn't know if I could actually pull it off. What if she came out to use the bathroom and saw me? What if Tara wasn't staying all night with her boyfriend and came home and saw me on the couch? I thought about these things, but couldn't get the idea out of my head. How hot would it be to go watch that movie and finish myself off out in the front room when someone else was home? Way hot. With that, I jumped out of bed and slowly opened my door and headed down the hall. As I got closer, I could see the blue light coming from the front room. The TV was on! I crept slowly up to the corner wall and peered around. Sure enough, the tv was on. Well, the dvd was on, to be more accurate. And Devon was on the couch. I couldn't see her without sticking my head out further, but I could see her legs a little bit. The dvd was on and it was the scene where we left off. The two sleep-over girls on the couch rubbing themselves through their nighties. I didn't know what to do. I could run back to my room and feverishly finish myself off with the thoughts of what was going on out here, or I could join in. What would she do? She would probably be embarrassed at first, but c'mon, she was out here watching it. I guess I could also just stand here and watch from around the corner. This last option seemed the best, or safest, so I just stood there and watched the dvd while standing against the wall around the corner from Devon. The girls on the tv were starting to really get into it and began their moaning. However, in between a couple of moans from the girls, I heard a different moan. It was Devon! Damn, she was going at it! I guess I shouldn't have been surprised at all, but it was surprising and sexy as hell. I tried to peer my head out a bit further, and saw her with her legs up on the couch underneath her, and her hand down between her legs. She had a nightshirt on, so I couldn't tell if she had panties on or not. My guess was no. She was leaning back against the coach and rubbing seriously, her chest heaving with deep breaths. This was too much. I immediately threw right hand down to where it had been just minutes before. I was still wet and this situation was making me even more wet. It felt so good, and I just massaged my clit while watching the girls on the tv and once in a while peering my head around the corner to see Devon. I wanted to cum so badly, but thought it would be amazing to wait until Devon came as well. I tried to slow down, but if I made any progress, the girls on the tv would turn it up and make it difficult. By this point, they had lost their lacy outfits and were now laying down on the couch flat out rubbing themselves. They looked right at each other. Both at each other's fingers as well as each other's faces. It was really hot. It was then that I heard a gasp from the real life couch and stuck my head out once again. Devon was really working it. She was now sitting straight up facing the tv. She had one hand up her shirt and the other working between her legs. Her breathing was heavy and I knew she was close. I looked back at the tv and then looked at myself – up against the wall rubbing myself inside my panties. I took my left hand off of the wall and used it to touch my nipples like Devon was doing. Ok, here we go. I was on the train and it was leaving the station. The girls on tv weren't ready to climax yet, but I couldn't wait. I knew Devon was close, but couldn't wait out for her either. I pushed two fingers inside and they came out just drenched. I smeared the juices around and decided to finish this off in style. I was just getting into that "zone" when I heard, "Don't cum yet, wait for me." My fingers stopped dead in their tracks. It was Devon. Was she talking to me? I didn't move. And then she said it again. "Chelsea, don't cum. Wait for me, ok?" I looked around the corner and Devon was staring right up at me. She had known I was there. I was embarrassed and turned on at the same time. Now what? I can't really run back to my room and pretend this didn't happen, so I stepped out slowly into the front room. "I'm sorry, I wasn't spying," I said. "I just was coming out here and saw the movie on. Then I saw you here and didn't know what to do." "That's ok, I just was too horny to sleep, so I thought I'd come out here and watch some more of this. C'mon over and get more comfortable, I promise not to do anything weird. I was getting close myself." "How did you know I was there," I asked. "I could hear you breathing, and then a minute or so ago, I could hear how wet you were and those sloshing sounds said you were ready to cum at any minute," Tara said, laughing. I laughed too and then sat down on the couch. Now I don't need to make this long. Here we were, two girls in our nightshirts already close to cumming, sitting on a couch watching two girls on a couch getting themselves off. Let's just say it was amazing. I peeked at Tara a couple of times and she peeked at me. We didn't get naked and didn't get super nasty. However, that was one of the hottest masturbation sessions I have ever had. The sound of both of us working our way to climax and then letting it all go was so sensual. At least once a week since that night I have relived that scene in my mind while I "put myself to sleep" at night. Mutual Masturbation I swear that when I talked to Stephanie at work about her current book-list, I wasn't implying something out of the ordinary. I knew she enjoyed books, like I did. It was, in fact, a very innocuous question. So when she answered that the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy had caught her eye, I raised an eyebrow in surprise. I knew that Steph usually read only good books, and let's just say that the books in mention left a lot to desire. "Did you come?" I joked, in reference to every orgasm the female lead had in the book, some of them even by shrugging or raising an eyebrow? "Well not right now, but while reading the book, I actually did." She replied blushingly. I stared at this usually quiet young girl. It was the first time I had heard something of this kind from her. I thought that she was not particularly beautiful or elegant. Steph actually carried some extra pounds on her and was blessed (according to her) with smaller tits. She had shoulder length blonde hair, and usually sported outrageous glasses, which truthfully, not always flattered her image. I usually thought they were hideous, especially with those thick lenses. I liked her a lot however, and we had a lot in common. I grinned and left it at that. Now I am an avid Literotica fan, and since I had made a few contributions, when I got to my desk, emailed her that I did have a story that was really good. Obviously I didn't tell her that it was mine, since I didn't want her to be embarrassed from me. She replied that she was always up for a good read. So I just copied half of the developing story into a new document and emailed it to her. I knew that with our panic on a Friday, it would probably be a day or two before she would have time to read it. Early the following Monday morning, it was a pleasant surprise when my aging PC pinged with an incoming mail message indication. Steph had indeed mailed the story home and read it there. I called her, knowing that since we were there so early, there would be nobody around to hear us talk. "Hi Steph, it's me Chris. Yeah, nice and sunny today. Listen, did you like the story?" "God, like it? I practically creamed while reading it. I, uh, actually rubbed one off to it. Who's the author? I got to have the rest of it." She answered. She rubbed one off? It was time to take the plunge. "Well I can send you the rest now since I have the second half of it here. I wrote it." No preamble or mincing my words. I wanted to see where this would take us. The silence at the end of the line was very unnerving to me at that moment. "Hello, you still there? Steph?" I asked. "Oh God, did I just say that I told you that I masturbated to one of your stories? What an embarrassment!" she burbled. "Come on, it's not as if you're a kid owning up to your parents! What I want to know is if you liked it and want the second part." "Yes, I did enjoy reading it, and would love the second part. Good thing I liked it huh?" she said. "Wouldn't bother me none. You wouldn't be the first one. I'll send the other part this morning. I still have some writing to go into it, but hopefully I can finish it by the end of the month." I advised her. With that we took our leave and hung up. I smiled inwardly. Could this lead to something? I was a confirmed bachelor, but was growing weary of spending evenings on my own or at the pub. I liked Stephanie a lot, and it seemed that we could get to like each other a bit more, if possible. I mailed the complete story to Steph, and she replied immediately with a short note. "Thanks, will read it tonight. S. xxx." I smiled at the little crosses signifying kisses at the end of the note. Alright! That Tuesday went by like lightning as problem after problem had to be met and tackled head-on, and it was late afternoon by the time I eventually sat at my desk. I took a look at the mailbox, but apart from the sundry mails, did not find one from Stephanie. I shutdown the computer and made my way home. Home was my bachelor's pad slap-bang in the middle of the town nearby, a cluttered building hemmed in by high-rise buildings. Although well-furnished with all amenities, I always looked at it as a temporary solution, which solution I had naturally never found. A microwave dinner (I was an expert), a shower, and an early night in bed with a good book completed my ritual for that day. The final chapters of the book kept me up late, so it was with a shock to wake up and find that it was already past seven. This meant that I had to skip breakfast, and take my bicycle to work. It was already gridlocked by that time, so the bike was the quickest option. I punched in just in time (although in reality I had no need to be careful, being on flexi-time) , and after locking the bike to a railing, made my way to the office. The computer took its time booting up, and when the mail program finally loaded, I was rewarded with the top line indicating a message from Stephanie. I looked at the screen apprehensively before clicking on the header. "OMG Chris. It's incredible. You had me gasping all throughout. I need an ending now. S. xxx." Those three little crosses again. Clicking on the reply button, I answered her. "Thanks for liking it. I still have to come up with an ending that will satisfy readers and make sense of it all yet." I sent the answer, the little envelope gliding away. Barely a minute had passed before I got an answer. "Would you consider collaboration? I have some good ideas on how it should end. S. xxx." I could hardly breathe as I read the line. I couldn't imagine what dirty deeds Steph could come up with. "Sure. Mail your suggestions over. Chris." Send. The answer was prompt. "Mail them over? Are you mad? Bring your notebook tonight with you. Meet at BHS around 7. Bike. Dinner at my place. S. xxx." I sighed. This WAS going somewhere else. I asked her whether there was someplace I could lock my bike. "No worries, we'll bring it up via the freight elevator. See you. S. xxx." The day passed quickly enough, and soon it was time to pack up and go home. I saw Steph pass in front of my office, blowing a kiss from the palm of her hand. I smiled in anticipation. If only I could play my cards right, I thought. And if only she'd throw away those hideous spectacles. Half-past-six saw me applying the last of the after-shave balsam on to my face and spreading the extra lotion on my arms. I dragged some gel through my hair, noticing that I needed a haircut. I wore my favorite cargo shorts over sandals and a white Chinese-collar shirt. I wondered what to take with me, and I decided to take that Sauvignon I had been saving for a special occasion. I figured this was one of them. I checked my PowerBook to see that it held enough charge, decided it would keep for another three hours of work, and packed it in my backpack, together with the wine. With ten minutes to spare, I wheeled my ancient Raleigh bicycle down the steps and rode it to the BHS, just five minutes away. I noted with surprise that Steph was already there, leaning against a bicycle herself. For some reason, I never imagined her as a biker, but as she hopped on her faded and chipped road-bike, I could see from her stance and alertness that she was an experienced rider. She greeted me warmly, fluorescent yellow helmet firmly stuck on her head, and sporting a beautiful pair of Oakley sunglasses. I could only guess at what they cost. She motioned for me to follow her. It was a ten minute ride through busy traffic before we eventually turned into a small lane and up to what I always thought to be a warehouse. Steph dismounted in front of the door, and after unlocking it, we wheeled our bikes through what actually turned out to be a large garage. We made our way to a squirrel-cage elevator, wheeled our bikes inside and rode up slowly to the seventh floor. Stephanie removed her helmet while we were still grinding our way slowly up, hair tumbling shinily onto her shoulders. Why did I ever think she wasn't beautiful? Where had her prescription glasses gone? I had never noticed how pale blue her eyes were before. I guessed she was wearing contacts. I took my helmet off, ruffling my hair slightly, and took in my surroundings, presently constricted by the steel mesh of the elevator. "Wow, I never imagined you lived here. What is this place?" I asked. "Well it was a warehouse, as you can tell, but my father bought it and turned it into a two story holding garage. All the cars you see are new, never been on the road, and belong to the many dealers scattered in this town and the next. As you can imagine, security is extremely tight, and it is very safe here. Dad gave me the topmost floor for my own use. Ah, here we are." The lift shuddered to a halt, and I stared in amazement at Steph's place. It was a converted loft, with just a huge open space, leading to an open terrace that looked out onto the rolling countryside. After leaving the bike in the lift, I made my way to the open terrace, mouth open. The terrace was easily larger than my apartment, tiled in terracotta, plants dotting the perimeter, and with an open hot-tub sheltered by one side of the walls. A small table with four chairs and a large sofa-swing completed the terrace. It was extremely private, and very quiet. I would kill for a place like this. I turned to take in the rest of the place. It was absolutely stunning. A small kitchen adorned the opposite wall, with clean and simple lines, everything built into the units. A small table, seating four, but presently set-up for two lay just a ways from the kitchen area. A huge TV took up another bit of wall, with a large sofa and beautiful all-glass table in front of it. The sleeping area was a raised platform halfway up the wall, reachable by a short flight of steps. The bed was a strange affair, probably motorized. I noticed that a small TV was mounted opposite the bed, and halfway up the ceiling. Various openings in the wall held hand-creams, lotions and a number of bottles, presumably perfume. What woman would be without perfume? All in all the whole apartment inspired quiet confidence and calm. "This is absolutely beautiful." I finally muttered to no-one in particular, but knowing Stephanie would hear me. "Good to know. Now chop-chop, go wash you hands, dinner's ready." "It sure smells good. I am, truthfully, famished." I said, handing her the wine. "Goody, my favorite. Sauvignon." Stephanie smiled as she shooed me towards the bathroom. I washed my hands and face, fixing my hair in the mirror(who said we men weren't vain?), and fluffing my shirt a bit. The short bike ride had elicited little sweat from me, so there was no real problem with body odor. I went out into the direction of the kitchen area, and offered to help her, but Stephanie refused, instructing me to just sit down and enjoy the cocktail already on the table. In a moment she was back with a small bowl of soup. I loved soup, and I especially loved pea and potato soup. So it was with no little pleasure that the first course was exactly that. We usually talked a lot between us at work, so I was pretty sure that she knew my preference beforehand. Stephanie brought two plates and ladled some of the thick liquid into mine, and some into hers. A little salt and pepper, and we were all set. It was heavenly, and we ate in silence while we looked at each other over the dancing candle lights. This date (if you could call meeting to write steamy erotica a date), was getting weirder every minute. Naturally, I was enjoying it, but was absolutely not what I was expecting. Who could have imagined little old Steph having such refined tastes? Soup over, the second plate was a good old rib-eye steak, oven-cooked with carrots, peas and roasted potatoes. Definitely carb-heavy, but with all the biking I did, it was not a problem. "Thanks, this is lovely." I assured her. "My pleasure." Steph answered, as she put a basket of piping hot crusty bread on the table. More carbs. Great. We made some small talk during the meal, but nothing that would detract from the pure pleasure of well-cooked food. Finally I sighed as I pushed back my plate, fully satisfied. "That was absolutely brilliant. Many thanks. I sure needed that. Been pigging out on too many TV meals or at the canteen lately." "I simply love cooking." Stephanie replied with a smile. "The pity is that I don't get to do too much of it. Sometimes it's just not worth the effort when you're eating alone, with only the company of an old cat." "Yeah, well, whenever you feel the urge to cook, just send a message, and I'll come over to help you share the food." I pointed out slyly. I'm sure she took the comment well enough. I went on with another question. "Are you wearing contact lenses? And are they colored? The color is extremely different to what I see you in usually." "Oh, these. I am wearing contacts in fact, and no, to your second question, I'm not wearing tints. They're natural. Somehow, and I cannot explain why, the color loses itself behind glasses." I wasn't satisfied and asked her another question. "Why don't you wear contacts to work? I honestly hate those awful specs you wear. No offense." I told her quietly. She answered that she was afraid that men would pay more attention to her and make her uncomfortable, and that she felt safe in the knowledge that nobody took notice of her. "Except you..." she said quietly. "You're my only friend there." I reached across and took her hands in mine. "Listen to me. No, don't just listen, look at me." Stephanie raised her head and just as her eyes came into view, I nearly melted. "Steph, listen to me. You are beautiful. You are absolutely beautiful. I have never noticed it before, especially when you tie your hair in a bun and hide behind spectacles. But more importantly, your heart is beautiful. You have nothing to be wary of at work. I am, and will be, your friend forever." I let the meaning linger as I grasped her hand in mine and pressed it gently. She smiled at me, and the flutters my heart was doing would do justice to a decent butterfly. "Let's clean up." I told her. "We just need to chuck them into the dishwasher. No big deal. You take the glasses and the wine onto the terrace. Here, use these sliders." She said as she handed me three cork flat squares. I sauntered over to the open-air terrace, set the glasses and the wine on the sliders, and gathered my notebook from my bag. As I set it down and booted it up, I walked to the railing and leaned on it, savoring the fresh country smell wafting over from the Eastern part of town, as the sun set over the day. I was still deep in thought and did not even hear Stephanie as she walked up beside me and leaned over the railing too, her head resting on my upper arm. "Isn't it beautiful?" she asked. "It sure is." I sighed in response, although in truth, I was looking at the top of her head. She must have caught my meaning as she lifted her head, and in that brief moment of realization, blushed deeply. I never wanted anything more beautiful or sensual than this girl standing beside me during the sunset. I raised my hand over her shoulder, and then, when she did not protest, laid it behind her neck and pulled her head to me. She closed her eyes in anticipation, and as our lips met, an electric current flew through me, setting all my zones on fire. I felt woozy as the emotion flowed back and forth between us. We embraced, letting our unspoken wanting to manifest itself in such a simple act as a kiss. Finally we drew back, breathless, both from lack of air, and from the bevy of emotions running through us. "Wow!" I breathed. "Yeah...wow! You are a good kisser." She replied. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...uh... you know. It just seemed the natural thing to do." I tried to explain. "Don't be sorry. I'm glad it happened. Super glad." We hugged each other again, fiercely this time. Finally she led me to the sofa-swing, and we fell onto it in a frenzy, hugging and kissing each other as if there was no tomorrow. I swear I have no idea how it happened, but suddenly I found that my palm was cupping her left breast, my thumb grazing her taut nipple, while she moaned in my mouth, pulling me to her via my hair. I took this as encouragement, and continued my ministrations on her beautifully shaped breast. Finally she pushed me away. "Oh God. Stop. You almost made me come." She panted. "I apologize, I don't know what came over me. I lost all control. I better leave." I said quietly. "The only way you'd leave here now, would be in a casket, or over the railing. I only asked you to stop so we can be more comfortable." Steph explained. She flipped the sofa back, turning it into a double bed, and locked the swing from the top. Finally she doused the lights, leaving only the God-given light of the twinkling stars over the night. Eventually, she turned to me and started unbuttoning her shirt before I stopped her. "Let me. Please." I begged. I raised my hands and fumbled at her shirt, removing the buttons one by one, letting my hands roam over the silky flesh, nipping a kiss here and there, while she practically became putty in my hands. Finally all the buttons were undone, and I slipped just the top part over her shoulders, raining little kisses all over, before finally exposing her braless left breast and suckled on her nipple, hardening it and turning her skin into goose bumps. She shivered and pulled me closer, willing me to her other breast. I slid my way lower still, down to her sweatpants, hanging below her navel. I pulled her pants lower and lower, with not a hair disturbing a most beautiful body. Finally her little shaved slit appeared, all glistening and wet. I slipped out my tongue and made contact with it. Her body arched sharply, while she hissed like a snake about to attack an enemy. I pulled the rest of her pants down and over her ankles, and as I threw them aside, I took a sharp breath as I saw her body. She was absolutely beautiful. Flesh in the right places, all curvy and feminine. Steph spread her legs wide and guided me to her secret place again. I raised her legs upwards, and licked from the bottom upwards. She squealed in delight. I explored her deepest folds, glistening with sweat and fragrant oils. I nibbled at her clitoris, small but hard, before sucking it in between my lips. I'm sure that this was what pushed her over the edge as she locked her legs around my head and bucked with the intense pleasure of her orgasm, screaming loudly. I swear I nearly died from lack of air, such was the length of her pleasure. Finally she slumped back, legs splayed unashamedly open, eyes wide, tears streaming down her face, and panting with exertion. "Thank you thank you thank you. That was marvelous. Oh God. How is it possible to have so much pleasure?" she mumbled. I crawled over her, still fully clothed as I kissed her deeply, drinking from her soul. Raising her hands, she opened my shirt and I took it off, throwing it somewhere along the terrace floor. Stephanie rubbed her hands over my hairless chest before grasping both my nipples, making me gasp. They became instantly hard, and she was onto them in a flash, nibbling and licking, turning my legs into jelly. A moment later she was opening my shorts button and zippering down. I kicked off my shoes, and the shorts, leaving me only in my boxers, with no hope of hiding anything. The boxers were off in a flash, and she exclaimed as she saw my tool, not excessively large, but good enough to do the job. "Oh my God, it's beautiful, and just the right size." She cooed over it, tentatively licking at the head. I was sprawled over the sofa, all kinds of emotions running through me. Stephanie licked and slobbered all over the shaft before taking me in her mouth. She was a good cocksucker, insofar as much I knew about cocksucking. Well, she was pleasuring me most expertly. Mutual Masturbation She let her tongue out, and this gave her mouth more leverage and lubrication to swallow my tool completely, feeling her breath hot on my pubic hair as my dick was down her throat. She kept this for a few seconds, driving me mad. Suddenly she pulled back and took a deep breath, before taking me in her mouth again. It seemed that in no time I was ready to come. I tried to warn her, but she would not have let go for anything. I curled my toes as I orgasmed mightily, seed speeding towards her stomach. Steph did not even need to swallow as my sperm was deposited straight down. A few seconds later, she pulled back, a huge smile on her face, and I slumped back on the sofa, spent. "That has to qualify as the best orgasm ever." I told her, huffing with emotion. "I didn't even get to taste it." She replied. "Maybe we can try it again later." I cuddled to her on the bed, and we rubbed bodies against each other, reveling in the little electric touches that unfamiliar skin tingles with. We kissed hungrily, lost in passion as we touched each other in intimate places. I couldn't get enough of her lower belly and pussy, so smooth and silky. I lost my fingers twiddling her clit until she was practically dripping freely. Her lower belly was amazingly smooth, I could not believe how much it was turning me on. I got up on my knees and started diddling her navel, my tongue drawing circles in her belly button, while she purred and masturbated me with a strong hand. Suddenly she got up, pushed me onto my back and turned quickly opposite me on the sofa, opening her legs wide and playing with her breasts, and running her fingers freely up and down her slit. I looked appreciatively , such a sight that had never even entered my brain... "Wank your tool for me." Steph panted... I was at a loss for words... "Wank?" I asked her... "Yeah, wank, also known as masturbate." "I know what wank means," I replied with a smile. I loved this game. "I don't know if I can come again so soon." "I want to see you pound that dick." I lay back on the comforter cushions, spread my legs just like her, and started to gently rub up and down on my tool, as our feet played with each other's. In truth, the previous orgasm still left me half-hard, and I thought it was not very difficult to bring my penis back to full mast. My eyes glazed over as I watched Stephanie, wriggle her fingers in and around her delightful pussy. It looked so invitingly wet. Sloshing sounds were coming from her region down there, and as she pushed in half her hand, eyes rolling, I nearly dumped my load there and then, but held back a moment. I wanted this to be mutual. Steph masturbated with a fury, hand pumping in and out, nearly fisting herself, and I could not hold out any longer as she finally grunted, and quivered with her orgasm. I finally came with a fiery rush, the cum spurting out of my dick in thick creamy gobs, trying in vain to find some egg to fertilize, but instead coming to rest on her left thigh. She scooped up my cum with her left hand and brought it to her mouth, gobbling it down in a fury. I was absolutely amazed. What this woman would do to a dick, I couldn't say. Finally we calmed down. Her hand plopped out of her spent pussy, dark recessed hole still winking at me, cream dribbling down to her ass. My dick was already down, worn-out with two mighty orgasms. Without another thought, I bent over, grabbed her legs, and threw them over her shoulders. She held them there while I looked at her sex. My middle finger went to my mouth and I wet it thoroughly before bringing it to her puckered ass and sliding it in. "Ayiiiiiii!" she screamed incoherently. I mimicked a cock pistoning inside her, as I leaned over and stuck my tongue into her hole, lapping up the cream that had come from inside her. "Oh god, oh god, I'm cumming again. Don't you dare stop, you motherfucker." She screamed lustily, a long hard wail that deafened me. I was pleasantly shocked to hear such coarse and foul language from this girl, whom I thought I knew well. Finally she threw herself back and pushed me away, panting with fatigue. Apparently, that was more than enough for her. I lay back on the couch too, lying with my back on the cushions. Stephanie turned and leant against me, still with her legs splayed open obscenely to the cooling night air. I reached forward with my hands, and cupped her little pussy, still aflame after three orgasms, and she twitched as I fondled her clit and ran my middle finger to her hole. "God, I nearly died when you stuck your finger up my ass." "I think you liked that. I really do. And I think that tonight I learned that I do not really know you. Well, I thought I knew. But now I know I didn't." I said quietly. "Are you sorry?" she asked. "Sorry? Hell no. I'm as happy as a drunkard." I laughed at her suggestion. "Want to stay the night? Saturday tomorrow, and we still haven't really made love yet." I couldn't say no to that could I? Because I'm sure I couldn't ride my bike back home... and anyway, we hadn't even started on the story yet... Mutual Masturbation It's really incredible to me how the smallest doorways can lead to arousal... even a smell, a look, a word... some inexplicable moment in time... and you're there. Permission granted... into your private world of what is turning you on. I actually think this is an undervalued human 'perc' that we don't acknowledge enough. Sometimes a line of someone's calf on a bus can take me from 0 to 'mmmm'... or the gentle jostle of a firm breast beneath a thin blouse...or even a jaw-line sometimes... Or even the thought of writing this... you reading this... sitting on your couch and maybe your thoughts are causing a flicker or two of awareness to your pulse... or your throat... or your breathing... It's a huge turn on for me... that words on a screen may be doing something to your body right now... I know the feeling I'm enjoying in writing it... I can feel the arousal slowly course through me as I type, with the thought of you feeling exactly the same way as you read this. Mmmmm. I hope you're body has given me permission right now... I'm enjoying the lovely thought of you getting ever so slightly more excited at what the next paragraph might bring... Think of it - we undress every day and it's meaningless, utility... rote... but that same action under the watchful gaze of someone you trust and whom you know is getting more and more turned on by the sight of you - the lines of you, a tone of muscle, an arch, the texture of your sensitive skin... it's sometimes amazing to me... a gift of a more subtle human faculty we all share. The sensation of slowly undressing when someone is watching and appreciating the slow reveal of skin... the barriers of shyness, self-consciousness all transcended... just the air felt on the skin... so much different when aware of another's appreciative eyes on you... when the trust is first locked with that word or look... ...I'd like to try something... if you're reading this on your couch fully dressed... I'd like you to get under that throw blanket just take off your socks... sounds silly... but the thought of this little at a time thing turns me on a lot.... I actually thought about getting you to go to your bed... but then I kinda liked the thought that you might get yourself off more often on your couch... mmmmmm... ...okay, so hopefully you're under your blanket... socks off... feelin' cozy... mmmmm.... ...I'm picturing myself sitting in that great chair you have facing the couch... like a ghost... a very aroused ghost... I want to watch you undress. I want to capture the moments...the slow, deliberate reveal, but to draw out every delicious moment which is sending little bolts of arousal through my body right now, I want you to take off your shirt and bra underneath the blanket while I watch and get more aroused knowing that your nipples are getting a little harder at the contact with the soft blanket... mmmm.... yess...... this is already feeling beautiful to me.... even though I can't see your skin yet... maybe especially because I can't see your skin yet.... ...mmmm.... now I want you to lie down on the couch and open the button of your jeans, still imagining me very aroused and watching you from your chair... Stay under the blanket... but bring the zipper down.... slowly if you're still with me on this.... mmm - I can almost hear the muffled sound of that zipper... now.... slip both your hands down your front, beneath the waistband of your open jeans... yeah... just over your panties (which I hope are beginning to get wet...) and slide those jeans down just over your ass... but leave your panties on... Bring your knees up under the blanket and slide them off.... mmmm... that's it.... ... now sit back up facing your computer and me in the chair... lean back on the couch with your blanket up to your neck (if you're leaned back enough to keep it there!) and I want you to slide your hands down your ribs... to your hips... and slowly drag gentle fingertips over your panties, over your thighs, while you slowly, and with feet on the floor... and panties still on... open your legs for me.... mmmm.... yes.... the blanket now a tent between your knees and your neck while you lean back... fingertips just past your panties on your inner thighs... holding them open for me to see.... even though I can't see yet.... ...I've been ever so slowly and gently caressing my hard cock in that chair as you undress... just slowly... fingertips caressing the shaft with that cheshire grin on my face... occasionally just touching that hyper sensitive spot just under the head.... I'm so hard.... even with just this.... ...now... ...I want you to stay leaned back on that couch... legs nice and wide open for me... and I want you to use one hand to play with your nipple... just gently... send some bolts of that delicious sex energy through your body and down to your pussy.... and take the other hand from your thigh.... bring it slowly up until your index finger is touching the fabric of your panties just over your pussy... mmmmmmm.... I really hope your as aroused as I am right now... and I hope you're nice and wet through your panties.... now with your finger nail, I want you to drag your finger up along your (hopefully) wet panties from your pussy's opening, slowly to your clit... yeessssss..... that's it... and while your one hand teases your nipple, I want you to just lightly scratch over your clit through the fabric... that's it... back and forth... fast as you'd like right now, but lightly... ...mmmm... fuck.... I love this... I've just gently started caressing under the head of my cock now.... rolling over and over that spot.... mmmmmmm... feels so... good...... I want you to look at me in the chair as you scratch that clit for me..... I want you to go a little faster over your clit and pinch that nipple a little harder as you imagine the lust in my eyes as my fingers lazily roll over the most sensitive parts of my swollen dick as I watch you.... I want you to feel a little dirty... legs unabashedly open watching me masturbate as I watch you.... stroke that clit a little faster now.... ...faster.... ...mmmm...... yeah..... ...faster..... mmmmfuck yeah.... ...and stop.... ...mmm... ...I LOVE this..... I'm going to wrap my fingers around the shaft of my cock now... while I lustfully look at you... my other hand brought up to my chest and playing with my right nipple sending charges through my body - out my limbs and straight back to my balls and dick... slowly pumping the shaft... just gently squeezing... up to the swollen head... and down all the way to the base... very slow and controlled with my thick shaft pulsing now with want... up... and... down.... I want you to watch me masturbate... watch the shivers through my body as I gently and lazily stroke.... ...and as I slowly pump that swollen dick...I want you to keep your legs open for me... but I want you to slowly inch the blanket from your neck, slowly sliding over your chest until just your hard nipples are hidden by the hem of the blanket.... mmmmm.... I'm going to stroke my cock a little faster now, but just a little.... keep your eyes on my hips as they undulate a little in the chair... now... I want you to pull the blanket down to your waist... mmmmm... yess.... let me see how hard your nipples are as I continue my slow pumping.... ...I want you to play with your nipples now.... both hands rolling those nipples for me... and I want you to arch your back, lifting those beautiful breasts forward on your ribcage.... mmmmmfuuuuckkk.........that's it.... play with those hard nipples until you feel the electricity shooting through your nerves... and making that clit throb.... sooooo beautiful.... ...now... ...I want you to stand up from the couch... I want you to hold the blanket at your chest just below your breasts so I can still see them as I continue my slow, deliberate stroking up and down my now throbbing cock... I want to watch you slowly walk over to me as I take in the sight of the sides of your hips, with your panties still on... your thighs and sides of your legs as they come into view from the sides of the blanket you're still holding...and stand right next to me...right up close to the right of me... with your bare breasts and hard nipples just above my head, your skin goosepimpled and buzzing... and slowly lower the blanket... mmmmmmmm.... yeessssssss.... ...I want you to come as close as you can to me... I want to feel the heat coming off your skin.... I want to feel your heart pounding in your chest next to me... I want to smell your arousal.... I want you that close... ...now... I have always wanted someone to do this for me... but have never asked.... I want you to bring your hips as close to the side of my head as you can.... I want your panty-covered pussy right up close to me... mmmmmm.... yessss ...that's it....... now with your thumbs hooked beneath the elastic waistband of your panties, I want you to slowly lower them.... so slowly.... right in front of me... and then just for a moment I want you to stop.... right as the pubic hair is an inch or two revealed, your hips thrust forward and the waistband just hovering above your clit... I want to see that - the lines of your exposed hip bones...mmmmmm yeahhhhh..... now, slowly bring them the rest of the way down... over your hips... your thighs...let them fall to the floor.... and step out of them.... You run your hands through my hair as you watch my hand on my cock again... just slowly pumping... soooo hard... so full of wanting... yet still controlled and slow.... "...Stroke your cock faster for me..." You say in a trance, "...yes... just like that..." As my fist squeezes that rock hard dick and glides faster up and down the throbbing shaft... I groan.... ...with your fingers still in my hair... you tilt your hips and thrust them toward me and raising one leg, you dig your pointed toe just outside my opposite hip just between me and the arm of the chair... and you gently guide my head to your out-thrust pussy, now practically dripping with arousal... slowly to my hot, wet, willing mouth. I groan into your wet pussy as my mouth opens and tongue lashes over your clit... rolling it over and over and over.... you taste so good..... your hands now lustfully gripping my head as you guide it to the rhythm you want your pussy licked.... mmmmmmmmmm..... '.....yeeesssssssss" you hiss and roll your hips over my face.... then you gently release my head, knowing how willing I am to bury it in your beautiful, wet pussy and with your hips forward your arch your back slightly and bring your fingers to your nipples as you lazily roll your head in lust between the sight of my tongue on your clit and my fist pumping my glistening hard cock... you start to moan low and gutteral.... ...you break contact with my mouth and your swollen clit and replace my tongue with your fingers... smiling down at me as you squelch the juices through your fingers as you massage your clit just inches from my face... "...mmmmmm... yeah...." you say of your own administrations over your aching pussy... "...stand up for me..." you say, still swirling your clit with your fingers and backing up a bit... I stand up and take your place next to the chair with my throbbing cock in full view... you've found your favourite vibrator and sat down in the chair with it, unabashedly spreading your legs wide in the chair with your knees resting up on the arms. Your right hand holding the toy from beneath your ass as you tease your clit with the vibe before sinking it deep into your pussy with it instantly shiny and wet as you pull in and out. You adjust slightly in the chair, opening those legs just a little wider making sure I get a great view of your hot, wet pussy while you fuck yourself with it... You smile at me ogling your legs, your fingers and your dildo appearing and disappearing in the slick, deep red swollen folds... in and out... in and out.... "...You like that?" Lust thick in your voice, "...Wanna watch me fuck my pussy? ...Mmmmmyeah...You watch.... that's it...." as you pick up the rhythm, "... Just watch that pussy...." and with a deep moan you take hold of my dick in front of your face with your left hand and with the pad of your thumb right on that most sensitive spot, you start expertly stroking my cock....my back arches at the first stroke it's sooooo good..... "....mmmmmyeah....c'mere..." you purr as you pull my hips forward and lean into me until your tongue darts out and wetly caresses the most sensitive part of my balls... "oh....fuuuucckkk...." I moan and almost pass out at the combination of sensations.... you smile and moan into my balls while stroking my cock upwards towards the ceiling... long, deep fast strokes while you lick that incredibly sensitive spot just under my balls.... your moans are continuous now as you flutter your vibe in and out of your pussy, over and over your g-spot.... building your orgasm as you build mine with your expert hand and tongue lashes... ...without stopping the rhythm of your favourite vibrator between your thighs, you slow mid-stroke on my cock and pull me closer to your mouth, bringing the glistening head of my swollen dick to your soft lips, darting your tongue out just at the spot which is sending lightning through my system on each contact... "...Mmmmmm." You smile into my cock.... and with that you guide the head past your soft, wet lips until I can feel the warm, wetness of your mouth engulf my engorged cock... you moan loud and deep now sending the vibrations deep into my cock and balls and into my bones as I feel your tongue swirls right over that spot all the while your mouth locked over my dick. You slowly inch by inch reveal my glistening cock back to me as your tongue dances and brings me closer and closer... "oh.... fucckkk...." I moan to the ceiling as you begin stroking my wet, slick cock in your hand once again.... "Fuck... yes...." you say as you start to shiver... "I'm really close to coming... I want you to come with me", and before I can respond your hot mouth is gliding tight and wet up and down my dick.... over and over that spot... making my hips convulse and my knees weak...... you pull out for a moment to lick that exquisite part of my balls again while you pump my cock again hard and fast... and I hear you pant..."...Yes, baby.... That's it... Let me stroke you 'til you cummmm...." and then your mouth sucks in my cock again while your fist pumps the exposed root..... "Oh...fuck....I'm so.... close.... " I say... rocking back and forth.... you speed up your rhythm of your vibe.... "Oh... yesss... Me toooo ..... Cum.... Cum for me...... Fuck yes..... I'm CUMMING!!" You yell which puts me over the edge... your back is arched as you convulse in orgasm but still pumping ropes of cum from me and my bucking hips.... hot splashes all over your chest... your neck.... your thighs......... Mmmmmmm. Mutual Masturbation at a Wedding It had been a year and finally the day had arrived it was my wedding. I was nervous to say the least but I didn't have to do anything until the ceremony. I was pacing around in my hotel room my nerves had started to get the better of me. It was about two in the afternoon and the ceremony was going to be until six o'clock that night. Earlier that morning my fiancé and I had spoke on the phone and she told that she was feeling just as nervous as I was. She had mentioned that she was probably going to stop off and have a drink that afternoon to help calm her nerves. This thought popped into my head as I started to stare out the window. I decided that I would go down to the hotel bar and have a drink to try and take my mind off of things. I figured sitting in the bar watching TV and talking to the bar tender would help to distract me enough. I left my room and as I walked down the hallway I heard my door click behind me. I always loved how quite the hallways were in hotels you can usual only hear the buzzing of the ice machine. I made my way the where the elevators were and pushed the down button it lit up as I stood waiting. I watched the numbers light as the car slowly made its way up to my floor. Eventually I heard the bell sound and the doors slid apart before me there was only one other person on the elevator. She was a small women about 50 years old, she flashed me a nice smile as I entered the elevator. As the doors slid closed I pushed the button for the lobby floor and watched as the numbers began to light again. The women and I rode in silence as we made our way down to the lobby floor. When the doors opened I stepped out saying goodbye to the women and made my way towards the bar. The bar was well lit and had a beautiful marble top with nice wooden stools sitting in front of it. There was no one else in the room except for the bar tender that said hi to me as I made my way to one of the stools. I sat down and looked at him as he asked me what I wanted to drink. I thought about it for a few minutes and finally decided to have vodka cranberry and sprite. I watched as he grabbed the vodka bottle from the rack and poured it into the glass with cranberry juice. He placed it in front of me then took a sip as I started to watch the TV above the bar, which was tuned to news. After about 15 minutes I heard the to the bar room open and turned to see my fiancé's girlfriend Jennifer walk in through the door. She immediately made her way over the bar stool next to mine and sat down saying "hi sweetie how are you doing?" I turned to her saying " I'm doing fine just a little nervous decided to have a drink to take the edge off." She ordered a drink as we started to talk about the day's events and how everything was going to go. After about an hour had passed we had to decided to leave and go back to our rooms to get ready. While we were riding in the elevator Jennifer turned to me and said "Well you seem pretty calm now, if you get nervous later maybe ill come help you out again" She seemed to have a slight smile across her face when she said this. I didn't really think much of it but as I walked of the elevator I started to wonder if there was anything to that smile. Back in my room I decided to take a shower and get ready as my best man would be arriving in a little while to pick me up. After I showered and had gotten dressed I sat on the bed watching TV while I waited to be picked up. I heard a knock at the door and walked over swinging it open, I was greeted by my best man. He leaned in and gave me a hug saying, "Your looking great buddy you all set to get married." I laughed and pushed him away " we have to get going or we are going to be late." I swung the door shut and we walked down the hall and hopped into elevator and made our way down to the lobby. We made our way across the lobby to the front doors and as we got close I could see our limo waiting out front in the driveway. The church was only a few blocks away from the hotel so I knew it wouldn't really take us long to get there. As we swung the door of the limo open and climbed inside I was greeted by all the other grooms men. We started talking loudly and drinking as the limo pulled away from the hotel making its way to the church. After a few minutes we pulled up out front and all piled out of the limo making our way up the church steps. When we walked into the church the priest welcomed us as he led us into the main chapel area. As he led me past the pews he told everyone else to wait for the other guests to arrive and to start seating them accordingly. We walked to the side of the alter and entered a small door into a little room where I was going to stay until he came back to get me. The room really didn't have much in it there were only a few chairs and a long table. I sat in one of the chairs near the window and started to look outside as I waited. After a little I watched as cars started to pull out and guests started to walk out making there way inside. I saw the limo that was carrying the bride's maids and my fiancé pull up but decided to look away before they exited because I didn't want to see her before we got married. As I turned away from the window I noticed how silent the room seemed although I could now hear the footsteps of guests entering the church. After a few minutes had gone by I heard a soft tap on the door and then a voice say "Hey sweetie are you in there?" I immediately recognized the voice as Jennifer's and I started to get up from where I was sitting to open the door. Before I made it to the door Jen had already swung it open then quickly closed it behind herself, as she made her way over to me she had her finger in front of her lips motioning me to remain silent. She sat down in the chair next to me and said, "I just wanted to check up on you, you seemed pretty nervous earlier." I responded saying "I am doing fine now still a few butter fly's but I am just trying to relax while I wait." As Jen looked at me I noticed how beautiful she looked in her dress, it was a tea length strapless pink dress. She had on sexy high heels with it and just looking at her was making my mind start to move towards dirty thoughts. Then almost as if she knew what I was thinking about Jen said, "I know something that will help you to relax a lot." She leaned in close to me with a smile starting to spread across her face she whispered, "you could always masturbate." I hadn't expected her to say anything like that but since she seemed to be feeling bold so I decided that I would pay along and see just how far she was willing to go. I replied, "I could masturbate but I don't have anything to masturbated to, it's not like I have porn back here with me ha-ha." I watched as Jens hands slowly started to slide up her thighs but they stopped when her fingertips got to the bottom of her dress. She looked at me and smiling she said, "you could always watch me masturbated while you masturbate." I replied, "I am not sure my fiancé would like that very much" Jen said, "She doesn't need to know I won't tell if you don't." With that said her fingers slowly started to pull her dress up her thighs until the bottom of it rested on her stomach exposing her panties to me. She had on black lace panties that were virtually see through and as I looked down I could see her shaved pussy. The panties looked incredibly sexy against her smooth white skin seeing them instantly started to make me hard. As I watched she slid her hands further up her thighs and hooked her thumbs into the top of her panties. She then pulled them down her legs and slowly slipped one foot then the other out of them. I was sitting with my hands in my lap trying to kind of hide the fact that I was really hard as I watched. She took her panties in her right hand and then tossed them over into my lap. They landed on my hands and I slowly let my fingertips begin to feel the lace material, the panties were a sexy little thong and crotch area was wet. She must have been excited and gotten wet when she told me I could watch her masturbate. Jen was slowly rubbing her clit as she watched me play with her panties, as I watched her finger slid deep into her wet pussy. I could see her finger slide out and as I looked I saw that it was already slick with her juices. I was really hard by this point but hadn't pulled my cock out yet I was still in shock as I watched Jen masturbating. She looked so sexy sitting in her chair with her dressed pulled up around her waist and her finger slowly rubbing her clit. She looked at me saying, "Why don't you go ahead and pull your cock out now." I let go of her panties and undid my zipper then slowly pulled my pants down my legs letting them fall once they got passed my knees. I slowly wrapped my hand around my hard cock and started to stroke up and down as Jen watched me. She started moaning as I picked up my pass watching her finger push in and out of her wet pussy. With my free hand I grabbed her panties and then placed them around my hard cock. The lace felt good as I started to rub it up and down the length of my cock. Jen said, "Mmm my panties look so hot wrapped around your cock." As I watched Jen took her wet fingers out of her pussy, they were really wet with her juices and she slid them into her mouth. She closed her eyes and was moaning as she sucked the juices off of them. This made me even harder and I could feel myself starting to get close to cumming. She took her fingers out of her mouth and started playing with her clit again as I moved sideways in my chair now fully facing her. She was looking right at my cock as I pumped it watching her play with her clit. I felt my cock starting to pulse then I started cumming, my cum sprayed out and shot onto her fingers coating them as she rubbed herself. Jen took her cum coated fingers and stuck them in her mouth as her other fingers started to deeply fuck her pussy. She started sucking the cum of her fingers as she pushed hard into her wet pussy. After she came she sat back for a minute and stared at me smiling she said, "that was a lot of fun but I need to get dressed things are going to start soon." She reached over and pulled her panties off my now soft cock, then slid them back on. As she pushed her dress back down she leaned over and kissed my cheek then she got up to leave. I quickly pulled my pants up and zippered as she swung the door open making her way into the church. I sat back in my chair exhaling listening to people moving around in the church. After a few minutes there was a knock on the door and priest motioning for me to get up. It was time for me to walk out to the alter and get married. Mutual Masturbation Threesome (This is my first contribution to Literotica. I look forward to your feedback. Enjoy.) Sherry, Lisa and I had been friends since freshman year. I had briefly dated each of them (separately, of course), but eventually all three of us became close friends. We hung out all the time. By the senior year at college, we were inseparable. It was all very platonic until one snow day when we were all at my house watching the storm outside. The girls came over around 11 a.m. At first we went sled riding down a large hill near the college. But soon we were cold and decided to go back to my house to get warm. We made sandwiches and hot chocolate and then went to the living room to eat our lunch. Since we were wet from the snow, we decided to get out of our pants and sit under blankets while we ate and watched the fire in the fireplace. This wasn't the first time we had seen each other in shorts or panties, so it wasn't that big of a deal. And besides, we were each under our own blanket getting warm. After lunch, it was Sherry who first said that she was bored. Lisa and I concurred. But everything we thought of -- board games, watching TV, cards, X Box, Wii -- just didn't interest us. Lisa then said that she had an idea, but wasn't sure whether we would be comfortable with it. She suggested that we "make out" together. Since we were already close friends and did most other things together, while not a little intimacy? You know, friends with benefits? I was a little shocked at first, but then Sherry seemed to show interest in Lisa's idea. So I asked Lisa what did she mean by "make out"? She said, "the usual stuff -- kissing, touching, whatever seems comfortable." I then asked, "You mean all three of us? Sherry too?" "Of course, all three of us, we don't want to leave anyone out," Lisa responded. "By the way, in case you're wondering -- Lisa and I have kissed before. We were just experimenting and tried it out. So this won't be the first time for us. How about it, Chuck, you interested?" Well, what could I say, "Sure." The next thing I knew, Lisa leaned over and kissed me deeply. While we were kissing, Sherry became to rub her hands over my chest and thighs. Lisa's hands soon joined it. They rubbed their hands under my shirt and then down to my crotch. It was light touching at first, then it became a little more vigorous. Sherry then leaned over me to kiss Lisa. It wasn't just a peck, but a full kiss with tongue and everything. I can tell you that this was one of the most erotic things I had ever witnessed. Soon my cock was fully erect. The girls continued to rub my body as they kissed each other. They took turns teasing my cock, lightly touching it. Sherry turned to me, deep-throating me with her tongue, while Lisa caressed my cock. I had my left hand on Sherry's breast and my right hand on Lisa's. This exhilarating foreplay continued for 10-15 minutes or so. Then Lisa suggested that we discard our shirts and shorts/panties. The girls pulled my shirt over my head. Then Sherry began to unbutton her blouse and bra. Lisa quickly followed. Because of the fireplace, we were soon warm enough to also dispense with our blankets as well. They joined our clothes on the floor. Now the three of us sat there together -- all naked as the day we were born. "So, what's next?" I asked, genuinely curious and not entirely sure where this was leading. "I have an idea," said Sherry, "Why don't we masturbate together?" "WHAT," I blurted out. Lisa responded, "You do masturbate don't you?" "Well," then I wasn't sure what to say. "Come on, be honest," Sherry said, "after all, Lisa and I masturbate all the time. We've even done it once or twice together." "You do... You have..." I choked out. Lisa said, "Don't be so prudish, Chuck, we can have some fun here. Besides I know you masturbate -- ALL boys masturbate. But this way, we can do it together as friends and see each other cum. It'll be a blast." My cock still standing erect signaled my interest, so I finally said sure, let's give it a try. I went to the bathroom to get some lube. I like to use it when I masturbate. When I came back in the room, I offered the girls some, but they said that they didn't need it. They were already becoming wet with anticipation. Lisa had moved over to the middle of the couch where I had sat. She and Sherry were locked in a deep kiss and were touching each other's breasts and rubbing each other's clits. When I sat down, the girls confessed that this was the first time they had seen a guy jack off before. I confessed that this was my first time seeing how a girl masturbates. So it was new territory for all of us. I squirted a big glob of lotion into my right hand. I applied the lube to my crotch -- coating both my penis and my balls. Soon, I was caressing my cock with my right hand and playing with my balls with my left. As I continued to stroke, I couldn't take my eyes off of Lisa and Sherry. They both had put the lotion on their hairy pussies and were rubbing away. They both had their eyes closed at first, but soon they opened them and focused on my hand stroking my penis. Lisa reached her right hand over to cup my testicles while continuing to rub her clit with her left. Her touch on my balls was electric. She began to use her fingernails to scratch my balls. It felt wonderful. Then she moved her lubed fingers down to my anus and began to circle it with her index finger. I'd never played with my ass before, so this was new -- and out of this world. She kept circling my anus and then finally inserted her finger ever so slightly into my hole. For the next few moments, she kept pushing and pulling her finger into my anus. All this time, I was rubbing my dick harder and harder. The sensations were overcoming me, so I shouted out to the girls, "I think I'm about to come." "Hold on," they said, "Shoot on our breasts." They both got in front of me as I continued to stroke and Lisa played with my anus. Just then I shot several ropes of semen on both their chests. I kept cumming and cumming until I knew I didn't have another ounce of semen in my sack. The girls giggled and began to rub my semen all over their breasts. Then they did something wholly unexpected -- both Sherry and Lisa began licking their fingers. They were tasting my semen -- something I had never done. With my orgasm finished, the focus now went to the girls. They returned to where they were seated. They both pulled their legs up, putting their feet on the couch, sitting in a squatting position. Lisa reached over and began to rub Sherry's clit, and Sherry reciprocated. They were masturbating each other. Reminded of the excitement Lisa had given me by inserting her finger in my ass, I decided to so the same -- to both of them. So I got down on my knees in front of the two of them and inserted two of my fingers in their anuses. They moaned their assent. As they rubbed each other's pussies faster and faster, I did the same with their asses. It was as if we had a rhythm going. The sensations were building, I could tell. Sherry was the first to come, softly murmuring her moans of ecstasy. Lisa soon followed, but unlike Sherry, she shouted out her grunts of pleasure. After all three of us had orgasmed, we were spent. So we curled up on the couch together and pulled a couple of blankets over our naked, moist bodies. We napped for about an hour, before getting up and going to the bathroom to wash up and to clean the sex from our bodies. Then Sherry and Lisa got dressed, gave me a kiss on each cheek and left to go to their dorm rooms. I then got dressed, but could only summon enough energy to stagger into my bedroom where I intended to resume my nap, dreaming sweet and very erotic dreams of the best snow day ever. Mutual Masturbation with Dicky * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (9 min/mp3) * * * * * It's only our second date but we've been out last night and you stayed over at mine after. We'd done lots of kissing and touching but had kept it above the waist and fairly 'respectable', which wasn't easy. We'd kissed and talked late into the night but no sex or nakedness had taken place. Though we're both obviously really turned on, we seem to be of the same mind that we want to delay a bit longer, to maintain the anticipation and hold off the inevitable coupling. After breakfast, we're kissing and groping on the sofa again and both feeling really horny and frustrated. Our hands are all over each other, though we're both still fully dressed. My hands rove up and down your sides, tantalisingly close to your full breasts without straying onto them. You grab my ass and caress my waist until we're practically grinding against each other with need. I pull away and look into your eyes, seeing your lust and then, slowly, I slide down your body and start stroking your legs and thighs, resting the side of my face on your stomach. We know we both want it but are also enjoying the denial, the build up and the foreplay. Despite this enjoyment I'm absolutely aching to cum and know you will have to leave soon. I just need a little bit more than this to be sated, I sit back and look at your flushed face and take a chance. "Ermm, can I be honest?" I ask. "Of course," you say looking at me intently as if I'm going to say something inappropriately serious. "Well, I was wondering if you'll be having a wank when you get home, because I know I'll be having one as soon as you leave?" I venture, a bit nervous but fairly confident you'll agree. "Maybe," you reply with mock coyness and a smile that says 'Definitely!' "Well in that case... I think it might be more fun if we were to do it now instead, together, rather than later on our own?" I continue. "Mmmmm when you put it like that, I suppose we might as well?" you purr, playing along casually even though I'm pretty sure you're just as eager to cum as I am at this point. "Oh god, that would be so sexy!" I gush, barely believing my cheekiness has worked and that you're up for it too. We're both so incredibly horny that our restraint seems to melt away almost instantly as I stand up and start rubbing my rock hard cock through my trousers. It feels so fucking good after hours of being hard through kissing and rubbing but not having had a single hand laid on it yet. I gasp with pleasure, unashamed, as you watch me and then your hands move to your breasts and start stroking them through your top. I move around and stand at the side of the sofa, looking down on you, watching you and massaging my length through my jeans and boxers the whole time. You lift up your top, playing with your stiff nipples through the bra as I pull off my shirt and undo the button on my jeans. You watch as I slowly pull the zip down and slide out of the trousers, the bulge of my throbbing cock obvious even in the loose fitting boxers. I stroke it and push it against the material, teasing you with the outline as you lift your bra up over your tits. The first glance of those round, sexy tits each topped with a stiff, perfect nipple is heaven. The fact that they are exposed under the top and bra, pushed up over them, only makes it even more erotic. We enjoy the view for a while longer, again the delay while we savour each other's sexual playing. You're watching me as I massage my shrouded cock while I'm enjoying the sight of you cupping and toying with your breasts and nipples. Slowly I begin sliding my boxers down my hips, my pubes exposed and then the root of my cock, the waistband of my boxers holding it pointing down between my legs as I slowly expose more of it. Finally, they reach the tip and it springs up past them, hard and eager for release. I quickly slide them off and do what I'd be aching to do for ages, to stroke it skin on skin. It feels so good, especially as you're watching me and obviously enjoying the sight. Your hands creep down your exposed stomach and undo the button on your jeans, then unzip them. You open them wide but don't pull them off, wanting to remain a bit more mysterious for now. I watch, spellbound, as your hand slips down into your panties. You raise them and push them forward a bit to gain access, allowing me to see the top of your pubes as you do. Now I see your fingers swirling in circles, no doubt around your clit, before dipping deeper and moving inside you. Knowing they're inside your wet cunt and you're finger fucking yourself in front of me makes me even harder. I'm wanking all the time, a medium but steady pace, not wanting to cum too quickly as I was savour every moment. I watch your hand as it works inside the panties, enjoying the eroticism and uniqueness of the situation. "Fuck, you look so sexy doing that!" I breathe as I pump my cock for you. "So do you babe," you husk as your fingers go back to a swirling motion, working your clit again, your eyes never leaving my cock. "I'm going to have to cum soon," I confessed. I have so much lust pent-up from the marathon kissing session and now I'm watching you wanking yourself off with a hand down your pretty little panties. It's getting too much to take. "Oh yeah, me too," you reply, face starting to flush. I look into your eyes and know you're getting close too. I want it just as badly as you do. Watching your hand increasing in speed and matching your movements with my own. You're really working yourself up and starting to moan. Fingers circling in the panties, your breasts heaving and your face lolling to one side, lips parting and gasping sexily. I'm rubbing hard and fast now, so desperate and horny. Needing release but wanting to see your's first, the catalyst that I know will bring my own orgasm. Your moans grow louder and more regular as I watch your fucking yourself with your fingers and stroking your breast with the other hand. "Oh yeah, oh yeah. Cumming babe, gonna cum, gonna cum.... uuuuh fuck ooooo yeah cumming," you gasp between breaths as your body shudders and you arch your back a little so it lifts off the sofa. Your hands are still down the front of your jeans and panties but easing off now, moving much more slowly. "Oh fuck yeah babe. God, you look so good when you cum, I need it too. Can I cum on your wonderful tits?" I moan as I wank my swollen, aching cock furiously, desperate to join you. "Yes baby," you reply eagerly pulling your top and bra up, further exposing them for me. "Let me see you, let me see you cum now," you plead, looking up into my face. "I want it, I want to see it on my fucking tits!" The sight of you half dressed and twitching in the aftershocks of your orgasm, telling me to cum for you triggers my own. My hot seed bursts from the end of my cock as I pump and jerk against my hand, some lands on my hand and legs but mostly over your exposed breasts. White splashes forming on your chest as I moan and shake and empty my balls, swollen and full from the hours leading to this moment. "Oh god yes, cumming.... ummmm I'm cumming. Cumming for you babe!" You watch every drop fall, one hand gently caressing your cunt again as you massage some of it into your tits with the other. The perfect end to our voyeuristic experience as we both watch the spunk dripping down onto your body from my pulsating cock. Mutual Masturbation “I was just thinking though, like if I am studying for a test or something, listening to headphones, and you’re laying on your bed masturbating, there is no way I am going to be able to study,” Alison said and they both started giggling again, “I mean, I would wind up pretending to study while just staring at you, my book upside down.” “Oh yeah,” Mary said and winked, and they both started laughing again. “Watch me anytime baby,” which set off another round of giggles, “Heck, check this out!” Mary said and spread her legs for Alison. Alison was so taken aback that she stared down at Mary’s crotch. Her eyes locked on Mary’s puffy lips. She tore her eyes away and saw that Mary was blushing. They both laughed nervously. “I’m sorry,” Mary began, but was cut off by Alison. “Don’t be sorry, we’re just teasing each other,” Alison laughed. “Okay,” Mary smiled. They sat there in silence for a while, until Mary leaned forward and said softly. “I wouldn’t mind. If I was studying for a test, and you wanted to play with yourself. I mean… I think it would turn me on,” Mary said quietly. “That’s what I meant, you playing with yourself would just make me want to do it too, and then we would never get any studying done,” Alison smiled. “Well if we just do it at night, or something,” Mary mused out loud. “If you are by yourself, do you leave the lights on, or off?” Alison asked. “I don’t know, I guess it depends,” Mary answered, “why?” “If we are both doing it at the same time, can we leave a light on?” Alison asked softly. “Of course. God, I can’t believe we are talking about this, but it doesn’t feel weird or anything,” Mary said. “I know. But it’s also kind of turning me on. I’m like a guy.” Alison said jokingly and Mary laughed. “Me too actually,” Mary said seriously, “I’ll probably want to again before I go to sleep.” “I was just thinking the same thing,” Alison said. They both looked nervously at each other. Talking about it was one thing, but neither was sure if it would work out as easily as they had talked about. “Did you mean right now?” Mary said softly. She looked at Alison, and felt butterflies in her stomach. “Um.. I didn’t mean right now, but… If you want to… we could,” Alison said. “Whatever you want,” Mary said, “Promise not to tell anyone about our new… arrangement?” “I promise, do you?” Alison said quickly. “I promise too,” Mary said. They sat still for another minute in silence, neither wanting to look at the other, both feeling embarrassed and excited. Alison decided to break the silence with a joke. “Well, do you want me to stay here or move up to my bed?” She said with a smile, waiting for Mary to laugh. Mary didn’t laugh, her eyes grew wide, and they stared at each other for a few seconds. Alison realized that Mary had taken her seriously and could feel her face growing red again. “Whatever you feel comfortable with,” Mary whispered. Alison stared at her lap and then stood up. She walked over to the door, and slid the deadbolt into place. “I’d just feel better with that locked.” Alison said, and then stood by the door, wondering if she should go up to her bunk, or sit back down in front of Mary. She decided to sit back down in front of Mary, because they had been so open with each other, she didn’t want to seem like she was cutting off the conversation. Mary watched as Alison sat back down in front of her. She wondered briefly if Alison really wanted them to masturbate in front of the other. Mary was turned on by the thought, but didn’t want to seem to eager. Alison smiled at Mary and the silence stretched out for a few minutes. Mary decided to put Alison to the test, and spoke. “Well, if we’re actually going through with this madness, you can’t really do it in your clothes,” she said jokingly. Alison nodded and stood up. Alison’s hands went to her shirt, and she looked at Mary for reassurance. Mary moved back a little onto her bed and leaned against the wall. She had been sitting with her legs crossed, and she stretched them out in front of her, slightly apart. Alison glanced down at Mary’s crotch and looked up again into Mary’s eyes. Alison began moving in a trance like state. She pulled the t-shirt over her head and set it down. She pulled down her pants, stepped out of them, and sat back down in the computer chair. She crossed her legs, feeling embarrassed and shy. Mary watched Alison disrobe and stared at her. She watched Alison push her pants down and Mary’s eyes locked onto her friend’s groin. She glanced back up at Alison and watched her sit down again. A few minutes of silence passed, until Mary pulled her tight t-shirt over her head and tossed it towards their laundry hamper. Both girls sat quietly in front of each other. “We don’t have to do this if this is weird,” Alison said softly. “Do you think it’s weird?” Mary asked. “A little. But I want to,” Alison said quickly. “I feel the same way,” Mary said. “Are you wet?” Alison said and her face turned bright red. Mary smiled and reached down in between her legs. Her hand reached her pussy and she easily slid her middle finger into her hole. It slid all the way in, and she withdrew it and held it up for inspection. It glistened in the light and both Mary and Alison stared at it. “I can’t believe I just did that!” Mary exclaimed. “It makes me so hot, this whole situation, seeing you do that, and knowing that we can talk about stuff,” Alison said quickly. Mary nodded and her hand drifted back down to her crotch. Her hand rested on her lips and her fingers started gently manipulating the folds. Alison could wait no longer, and she slowly uncrossed her legs. She moved her butt out farther on the seat, and spread her legs wider. Mary stared straight into her lap, and Alison watched as Mary’s fingers started moving quicker. Alison’s hands reached down to her lips. Her left hand traced her outer labia and her right hand pushed down on the top, intent on putting pressure on her slit. Her lips were swollen with lust and her fingers were soon glistening wet. Throughout the whole time, Alison’s eyes never left Mary’s body. She watched as Mary slid first one, then two fingers inside of herself. Mary stared at Alison as much as Alison stared at Mary. Mary was fascinated by the other woman’s genitals. Her pussy looked so warm and soft, Mary wanted to reach out and touch it. Mary looked up into Alison’s eyes and it made her so hot to see Alison’s eyes locked onto her own slit. Mary kept one hand locked on her crotch, fingers furiously working on her clit. She leaned over and her other hand searched around the foot of her bed. Alison was enthralled by the scene, but wondered what Mary was looking for. After a few seconds groping around, Mary lifted her basket of bathroom supplies out. Alison lost her rhythm for a minute, but slowly continued massaging her pussy, watching Mary to see what she did. Mary pulled out her hair brush and Alison’s eyes widened. Mary never let up rubbing her clit, but she took the hair brush and brought it down to her entrance. She started pushing the handle gently into her lips. The brush was large, but not exceptionally large, only approximately an inch in diameter, and the handle itself couldn’t have been more than four inches long. Alison watched as the end of the handle disappeared inside of Mary. Mary’s eyes were almost glossed over now, she began thrusting the brush handle into herself faster and faster, while her other hand still worked on her clit. Alison picked up the pace as well, and her free hand started pinching her nipples for added pleasure. Alison decided to share all of her pleasures with her roommate. She twisted her hips on the chair and pulled one leg up, lifting her hips up and sliding her right hand under her thigh. Mary watched as her friend twisted herself in an awkward position on the chair. Alison brought her left hand down and pushed two of her fingers inside of herself. Her thumb went to work on her clit and her middle finger and index finger sank to the second knuckle and began sliding rapidly in and out. Alison’s right hand was now twisted behind her and stuck through the chair armrest to rest against her asshole. Mary through the throes of pleasure as Alison gently extended her middle finger and started teasing her own asshole. Alison closed her eyes in pleasure as her finger probed the tight orifice. Her fingers withdrew from herself and she stuck her left middle finger inside her pussy a few times. It withdrew, sticky and glistening in the light. She moved it back down to her asshole and gentle pushed it in. Her face tightened, and her left hand began furiously working her clit again. Mary watched Alison in rapture. She couldn’t move her eyes away from her sexy roommate and she felt the orgasm roll over her. Her pussy clenched around the hairbrush handle and she ruthlessly pushed it in harder. Alison continued to work both her lower entrances, her finger now sliding easily into her asshole, and with her other hand, three fingers working themselves into her throbbing pussy. “I’m going to cum Alison,” Mary said softly, “Cum with me..” Alison grunted and her eyes flew open. She watched Mary work the hairbrush deep inside of her. She saw Mary watching her avidly and Alison nodded quickly. “I’m going to cum too Mary…” Alison cried out. They stared into each other’s eyes as the moment washed over each of them. Alison felt her pussy clench and suck greedily at her fingers, and pushed two fingers inside of her asshole to send her over the edge. Mary twisted the handle of the hair brush and it rubbed against her g-spot to send her over the edge. They maintained eye contact as each shuddered with the incredible moment. Mary slowed her strokes as the orgasm rolled over her and her forearm cried out in protest from the continued abuse. Alison cried out, the more vocal of the two and almost convulsed in the chair. She pulled her fingers out of ass and gently rubbed them on the outside of the hole as she came down. Mary withdrew the hair brush, tossing it farther down the bed and slowly massaged her lower lips. Alison’s breathing began slowing down now, and she took deep breaths to calm herself. They stared at each other, and Alison lowered her leg, leaning back into the chair. Their eyes never left the other. Mary was first to break contact and crossed her legs, and brought her pillow up to hug to her chest. She felt exhausted and stared at Alison with a look of contentment. Alison leaned forward on the chair and grinned. She stood up shakily and leaned against the bunk bed frame for support. “That was amazing…” Mary whispered. Alison could think of nothing more appropriate, so she merely nodded. “I’ll be right back,” Alison whispered. Alison went to the bathroom and washed her hands and face quickly. She returned to the room to find Mary lying on her bed with her eyes closed. Alison wondered if Mary had fallen asleep, and decided not to bother her. Alison climbed up the short ladder and lay down on her bed. She kept picturing Mary watching as they touched themselves. She was a little sad that Mary had seemed not to care when she returned. She wondered if Mary was a little worried about the aftermath. She closed her eyes, determined to dwell on the positive outcome of the night, when she heard Mary speak softly into the room. “Alison… I was wondering, if you wanted, to sleep down here tonight?” Mary’s timid voice asked. Alison smiled. She climbed down the bed, and Mary held the cover open for her. Alison crawled into bed with her, and Mary turned off the headlight. They lay in the darkness for a few minutes, until Alison reached her arms out, and Mary gratefully accepted them. Alison leaned forward and gently kissed Mary on the lips. Mary returned the kiss, which was short and sweet. They both fell asleep, curled up together, both realizing that things would never be the same. Any comments or opinions are welcome and requested :)