Amy and I were friends, and had masturbated together (but under covers). Now, things get more serious.
Constructive criticism welcome.
For the rest of the day, I couldn’t stop thinking about Amy and what we had done. Watching her masturbate under the blanket was, by far, the most erotic experience of my life to date. This morning, I would have been mortified at the idea of masturbating in front of a girl, but now that it had happened it wasn’t embarrassing at all.
That afternoon I was alone in my room, still thinking about the experience that morning. Having been at least partially aroused all day, I needed release. I laid back on my bed and started stroking myself through my shorts. The last time I had stroked my cock had been in the morning, in front of Amy, with a blanket over me.
I quickly got fully hard and took my cock out. As I thought about Amy’s hand rubbing her pussy under the blanket, I started stroking. Her hand rubbing her slit through her shorts, then just through her panties, then her hand inside her panties. I continued stroking myself, squeezing tighter, my other hand caressing my balls. I thought of her finger in her pussy, right where I wanted to put my cock. I’d been turned on nonstop since leaving Amy’s that this wasn’t going to take long. I started stroking faster and faster, now thinking of Amy’s upper arm moving fast, knowing she was rubbing her clit hard. As I remembered her orgasm approaching, mine was also getting close.
Her orgasm had been so beautiful, her moan and her shivers, then collapsing into the couch. I pictured this again and my orgasm overtook me, my cock spraying come all over my stomach. It wasn’t as great an orgasm as this morning, but definitely better than average. It helped to have an incredible, and recent, memory to inspire me.
I was temporarily satisfied and the rest of the day and evening were fine. After everyone was in bed I was alone with my thoughts of the day. I got hard, of course, and was about to do something about it when I had an idea: why not text Amy, see how she’d felt the rest of the day, and maybe have some sexting fun?
Me: hey there, what are you up to?
Amy: nothing, everyone’s gone to bed
Me: I’ve been thinking about you all day
Amy: me too, mostly what we did the morning, of course! I’ve masturbated twice thinking about it
Me: lol, once this afternoon for me. I replayed in my head what we did. I came while thinking about you coming.
Amy texted me a smiley face emoji with heart eyes, then typed “can you talk?”
I replied, “sure” and called her.
“Hi there,” I said.
“Hi,” she said back. “I thought we could have some fun talking instead of texting. I love that you thought about me while masturbating. I was thinking about you too, of course. Picturing you stroking your cock, thinking about what it looks like when you come. And what it’d feel like.”
Man, she jilled herself off thinking about stroking my cock. I still can’t believe this is happening. I was enjoying the freedom that came with being comfortable telling her anything. This was definitely going to switch from sexting to phone sex. “I’d love for you to watch me come and make me come. I want to do and try everything with you.”
She was silent for a minute, but really just for maybe two seconds, and I was terrified that I’d said too much. I shouldn’t have worried. “Sorry, I had to put down the phone to adjust myself. Pants are now off and my hand is rubbing my pussy through my panties.”
Perfect, this is going exactly where I wanted it to, I thought. I tried keeping things light, “I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that.”
She giggled again and said, “I knew you’d like hearing that. Are you playing with yourself yet? I assume you’re hard?”
“Of course I am! I’m more than ready to masturbate again with you, this time on the phone. I was thinking we could try coming at the same time?”
“I love that idea,” she replied. “But I want to go a little slow. First tell me a sexual secret that no one else knows. Something you’ve done, something you want to do that isn’t typical, someone you want to do something with.”
“Well, I told you all of my experiences with girls, which is very little. The most exciting thing I’ve ever done with a girl is what we did this morning. As for someone I want to do something with, that’d be you, no matter what it is. I think I’d do just about anything with you.”
“I’ve always wanted a boy to feel that way about me, to want me like that. Not just want me romantically, which’d be awesome, but want me sexually. Really be turned on by me.”
“You’ve always been a great friend, and I’ve always been on the verge of wanting to ask you out, I just didn’t know how to go about it. As for wanting you sexually, I definitely do. Of course I do. I have an answer for something I want to do, but I don’t think it’s anything unusual: I want to strip you naked, slowly, admiring your whole body, taking my time with your breasts, and especially taking time with your pussy, clit, lips, the whole area. Your vulva, I guess.” Crap, why did I just bring clinical terms into it?
“I like hearing you say ‘vulva’,” she giggled. “I want to do exactly the same with you. I want to take your shirt off, rub your chest and back, take off your pants and underwear, squeeze your butt cheeks, then get to work exploring your cock and balls. I want to get to know every bit of them and learn all about them. I want to see and play with your cock when it’s hard and when it’s soft.”
“I love the idea of you exploring all around my cock and balls. One problem, though: if I’m naked with you, and especially if you’re naked, I doubt my dick will ever be soft!”
She laughed, “That’s ok, I think I’ll want to spend most of my time with it when it’s hard. Speaking of which, how are you doing? Hard as a rock, I assume? Balls aching? Desperate to come?”
“Yes, very much so. I hope you’re as wet as I am hard. If so, you’re feeling pretty good also. You asked about something I want to do with a girl that maybe isn’t typical. I don’t know how typical it is, but I want to try fucking a girl in the ass. I don’t even know what a pussy feels like, but if it feels good enough that men always want to have their dick in there, then it seems like an ass would be even tighter.”
“I don’t know how typical it is either, but it seems pretty common among porn. I know I’ve seen my share of it. I just don’t know how well a cock would fit up my ass. It must work, with lube, of course, since porn stars at least manage it.”
I can’t believe she just mentioned seeing porn, and anal sex porn at that. “Have you thought about it? Ever tried pushing a finger or something else in your ass? Oh, and I want to hear a lot more about you watching porn, and what kind.”
“Maybe that should be my item for my not-typical-thing about sex: I like porn, and I don’t know if other girls do. I like seeing people pleasure themselves and each other, and I get tips for different ways to masturbate. I’m probably the only person who’s geeky about watching porn, using it for instruction.”
I laughed, “No, that makes sense. How else are you going to learn different things?”
“Well, I guess one way I now have is by talking to you. And hopefully seeing you at some point. And touching you. And being touched by you.”
Amy had said she wanted us to come at the same time, so I was hardly touching my dick at all for fear of coming too soon, but damn, she had me almost spurting spontaneously! “I’ve already said I want to do anything and everything with you, but I like that we can do it not just to satisfy ourselves but to learn different things. We can experiment and try things to see what feels good and what doesn’t.”
“I like that. I always like having orgasms, but I want to have them with a boy, and I want that to be you, and I like the idea of also learning about sex and bodies together. You can learn what a pussy tastes like, for example, and I can learn what a cock tastes like.”
Did I mention that she was going to make me come spontaneously? And I felt that way before she talked about having oral sex together! Welp, might as well see where this goes, “And anal sex. We can both learn what that is like.” I held my breath waiting for her response.
“Definitely. It’s on my list. Gotta start slow though, just a finger at first, see if that feels good and doesn’t hurt.”
Damn, I can’t believe she’s immediately open to the idea of trying anal sex! “We’ll go slow. About this list of yours – what else is on it?”
“Ha ha ha, not an actual list, but that’s not a bad idea. The ‘everything I want to try sexually’ list. I’ll have to start that. You do the same.”
“Will do. Everything we’ve talked about, of course.” Time for me to push it a little more, “Watch porn together? I think we could have fun with that.”
“Oooh, that’s a good idea. We could talk about what we like and don’t like from what we’re seeing, what we each would want to try or not try.”
I’m amazed that I haven’t yet said or suggested anything that’s put her off. “How’s your pussy and clit feeling? My cock is more than ready to explode.”
“I’m ready to come. I’ve been at the edge for a while, just lightly stroking my lips and my clit to stay there. How do we do this together? Get really close and hold off and say when we’re right there, then finish together?”
Man, I was gonna get to hear her orgasm through the phone as I was coming. “Yeah, that works, I’m pretty close, not quite right at the edge.” I started stroking again more seriously and was back at the edge within a few seconds. “Ok, I’m there now, ready when you are.”
She giggled, “That didn’t take you long to get ready! I’m also right there, let’s do it. I’m gonna just rub my clit hard and fast and I’ll tell you when I come.”
“Sounds good, I’m stroking fast now, already building.”
“Almost there, come with me, shoot your come!” she whisper-yelled.
I was past the point of no return, stroking furiously, “I’m coming, ungh!” My first shot was thick and went a foot in the air before landing on my stomach. “Spurting again!”
“Coming too, umph!” I could hear her panting through the phone, “Yesss, so gooood!”
“Ungh, still going, shooting, coming on myself”
“Oooohhhh, mmmmmm” was all I heard through the phone.
I was just slowly and lightly stroking now, milking the last amount of come down the length of my cock, watching the fluid flow down the head and over my hand. The orgasm was huge and I was still having shivers and my hand touched my glans. “How are you doing, Amy? My orgasm was amazing, one of the biggest ever.”
“Mine too, so good, just want to lay here and enjoy. Did you come a lot?”
“Yeah, it’s all over me! Multiple big spurts, streams of come into the air and on my stomach.”
“God, that’s amazing, I want to see that! My pussy is throbbing, so sensitive, so aroused. If you were here I’d beg you to fuck me right now. I think I’d come again as soon as you entered me.”
“Jesus, you made my cock twitch! Someday I want to enter you. Can we put making love on the list? Can we put fucking also?”
“Yes, I want both: slow, gentle and loving, and also hard, fast and animalistic.”
“We’ll do both. My cock is slowly shrinking, all wet and satisfied.”
“Hee hee, my pussy is very satisfied, very happy clit, I could fall right asleep.”
“Go ahead, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Thank you Amy, you’re amazing.”
“So are you, you’re an incredible friend, I love sharing this with you. You make me feel comfortable and free.”
“Me too, I say things and do things with you that I would never have imagined doing with a girl, being so open. Have a good sleep.”
“You too, goodnight.”
I hung up, laid my head back, amazed at what just happened. It was incredible to be on the couch together masturbating this morning, but this was almost more erotic, only being able to hear her voice. I fell asleep on top of the covers, probably with my hand still on or near my cock, and with come drying on my stomach.
The next morning was Sunday, so I hadn’t set an alarm. Sunday was normally a pretty lazy day around the house. I woke up around 9 to find my cock soft, but caked in dried come. My stomach and groin area looked like the glazing on a donut. I thought about the night before, started to get hard, and texted Amy.
Me: Good morning, are you up?
Amy: Yep, just woke up. Feeling very satisfied and amazed about last night, but still horny!
Me: Haha, me too, dried come everywhere, but always ready to shoot more!
Amy: I have to get up and get going, so you’re on your own this time. Go masturbate in the shower and think about me when you do. Some day we’ll be in the shower together, so think about that.
Me: Damn, will do! Can I see you today?
Amy: Yeah, I have some stuff to do, but you can come over this afternoon.
Me: Cool, I’m free all day, just let me know when you’re ready.
Amy: Will do, enjoy your shower!
Me: Oh, I will!
I got up and grabbed some clothes for after my shower. I opened my door slowly, peeking out to see if anyone was there. I needed to make a dash to the shower with my hard-on and didn’t feel like getting caught! The coast was clear so I hopped to the bathroom. After starting the shower, it took quite the effort to take my mind off Amy so my erection went down enough that I could pee. That accomplished, I got in the shower, free to get fully hard again. I soaped up, stroked myself a bit, then delayed my gratification by washing my hair first. After a couple of minutes of washing everything else, it was time to fully soap up my cock and enjoy my first of hopefully several orgasms today. Just thinking about my next one being with Amy had me almost ready to come. I thought about the noises she made on the phone last night as she was coming, similar to when we were together on her basement couch. I then thought about being on the couch with her as her hand was moving under the blanket, satisfying her clit, while mine was moving under my blanket, stroking myself fast, just like now. I thought about her nice breasts, wondering when I’d get to see them, touch them, squeeze them, suck on them. I was stroking as fast as I could now, seconds from coming all over the shower. I thought about Amy’s pussy, not knowing what it looked or felt like, but knowing it would be amazing. I’d rub her clit, then slide a finger inside to inspect where I desperately wanted to put my cock. That was the thought that put me over the top, as I felt my balls tighten, spine tingle, and come shooting up and out through my cock. It was another powerful orgasm, with three full spurts followed by a series of smaller pulses as I slowly stroked myself, making it last as long as possible. I came back to reality, sensing the water again. I’d had yet another massive orgasm, the fourth in a row starting with the one with Amy. Could this keep up? I sure hoped so!
That afternoon, Amy texted me that she was free, and I wasted no time getting to her house.
“I was thinking we could work on some math homework together,” she said. What? This isn’t what I was hoping for. I must have looked very confused, for she let me off the hook after a long second, “ha ha, just kidding, I know exactly what you want to do this afternoon!”
“Oh, phew, you had me. I think you know the general subject of what I want to do, but maybe not the specifics,” I teased.
“We’ll get to that, but first I want to make some rules.” Uh oh, I thought, making rules sounds like things wouldn’t get to be as fun as I’d hoped. “I just want to do this right, make it as fun as possible, and keep it going for a long time.” Well, that sounded ok.
I responded, “Ok, that makes sense. What kind of rules have you thought of?”
“First, we tell absolutely no one what we’re doing and what we do together. I need to know that everything stays between us.”
“Ok, I agree, I would never tell anyone about what we do.”
“Next rule: no fooling around with anyone else. I want you for myself.” I’ll gladly agree to this, I thought.
“No problem, how could I possibly want to do anything with anyone but you?” She smiled her sweet, shy smile. God, she was amazing!
“Next, we tell each other everything from here on out. When we masturbate and what we think about when we masturbate. How it felt. I want to know what it’s like for a guy to have an orgasm. I want to know what you think about, your fantasies.”
“Hmm, that sounds like fun. I want to know the same – what girls think about, what turns you on, is it the same as what turns me on? How you touch yourself, since there’s more to it than for me, just stroking my cock.”
“God, I’m getting wet just thinking about all of this!” I’d been trying to hide my growing hard-on, but clearly I didn’t need to.
“I know, I’m getting hard. I’ll probably need to do something about that soon.” She giggled again.
“We’ll get there. One more rule: we explore ourselves fully, cross everything off the list of masturbating stuff, before we ever touch each other.”
Oh man, that’s a tough one. I love the idea of masturbating with Amy and was eager to do it again (and again, and again), but I also desperately wanted to touch her, explore her whole body, and of course, lose my virginity with her and fuck her brains out, preferably daily.
“Ok, but I gotta admit, I really want to touch you. Everywhere.” Another giggle.
“Me too, I want your hands all over me and I want to see, touch and taste your cock, but it’ll be more fun if we hold off. Like when you hold back on an orgasm. Think of all the fun we’ll have before then.”
“Ok, I get it, if the stuff we do in the future is anywhere close to what we did yesterday, it’s gonna be a lot of fun!”
She smiled, then turned and got a piece of paper and a pen from her desk. “Now that we have some rules, and I know those aren’t a lot of fun, for me either, I want to do something more fun.” I was curious what would be fun that involves paper and pen.
“Sure, what do you want to do next? You can probably guess that I’m up for anything.”
“So tell me what you mean by ‘up for anything’. That’s what I want to do: make a list of all the things we want to do.”
I hardly knew where to start. “Well, I want to see you naked, and I guess that means I’m naked in front of you. I want to watch you masturbate. I want to touch you everywhere. I want to try everything. Is that what you were looking for on the list?” Did I go too far? Must not have, since she smiled.
“I was thinking of a little more detail in between there. I want to be naked with you, too, and I want us to masturbate in front of each other. I want you to show me your body, show me all about your cock and balls, and I want to show you all the details of my pussy.” She put her hand down between her legs and I could see her pushing against her pussy. My already hardening cock quickly reached full hardness. With Amy openly rubbing her pussy through her shorts, I figured it was fine for me to rub my cock. I started from the root and ran my fingers down to the head of my cock, then pressed hard against the whole thing with my palm.
“Oh, I’d love to do that,” I told her. “I want to hear what your fantasies are, what you think about when you masturbate, what sex things you wonder about and want to know about.”
“Yes! Same for you, what arouses you about girls. Do you watch porn? Of course you do, all boys do. I do too. I want to watch porn with you, both kinds you like and kinds I like.”
Holy shit, I never think of girls watching porn also! Of course I watch porn, so that’ll be interesting to talk with her about what she likes. I’m not sure I want to share everything I like, though. “Man, I love that you watch porn also, and yeah, of course I do. Watching porn with you would be wild. I’m getting used to the idea of openly masturbating with you, without being embarrassed. That’d be amazing.”
“That’s exactly what I want,” she said. “Having fun together, orgasms, and having it all be ok to do and talk about.” Another couple of firm presses of her hand against her pussy, while her other hand was taking notes like she was in school. That made me think about if a girl could get away with pressing her hand against her pussy in class, and my cock pulsed against my hand.
I told her, “Thank you, that sounds perfect. I’d love to be able to be completely open with you, tell you my inner thoughts and desires, and have it all be ok, even if we’re not both into everything that the other is.”
“I’m loving watching you press against your cock, and I know you’ve noticed me pressing on my pussy. I’m so horny, I’m ready to openly touch myself and come.”
“Me too, it’s so hot watching you press on your pussy, and I’m not at all embarrassed to be pressing on my hard cock. I need to come, and I’m desperately looking forward to having another orgasm with you. Whatever you want to do just say it, as long as I get to come soon!”
“Mmm, will you show me your cock? Stroke it in front of me? Let me see your come shoot out? I told you I’ve never seen a cock, hard or soft, let alone seen one stroked and coming.”
Would I show her my cock and come in front of her? Of course I would! “Yeah, I’ll show you my cock and come in front of you. I want you to see it, and see me come. I love that mine is the first you’ll see.”
She picked up her pen and wrote something. “What are you writing down?” I asked.
“See each other aroused and not aroused. So, soft cock, not erect nipples, not swollen pussy lips, that kind of thing. If we’re always masturbating together, we’ll only be seeing each other aroused, and I want to see you normal. That’s another item for the list: spend time naked together, but not fooling around. Like a nudist day.” She jotted this down as well.
“It cracks me up that we’re ridiculously horny, about to masturbate and come, and you’re taking notes like you’re in school. You’re a sex nerd!” I smiled.
She laughed, “I know! I just don’t want to miss anything that I want to do. I think of sexy things like this most when I’m horny. If I hold off masturbating, I have the best fantasies and then the best orgasms.”
“I should try that sometime. I don’t think I ever wait long enough to masturbate!”
“Ha ha, typical guy! So did we decide we’re going to see each other naked and then masturbate? I’m ready to get started. More than ready.”
“Yep, definitely, let’s go.” I wasn’t waiting any further. Still sitting, I took off my shirt. I tried to give her a mischievous smile, “Ok, I took my shirt off, how about yours now?”
She smiled in return, “Sounds fair.” She stood up, and without any fanfare, pulled her shirt up and off, exposing her bra. Her perfect breasts were swelling on the edges of the cups. Was I going to come before I even got my cock out? I started pressing on my cock more lightly.
“Wow, that’s beautiful. I love seeing the edges of your breasts in your bra. But I think since I’m topless, you should keep going,” I said with a smile.
She smiled back, “sounds fair enough. Are you looking forward to seeing my boobs?”
Well, I wasn’t going to tell her it was a stupid question, but “of course, please take your bra off and show them to me. I’ve thought so much about them and have always dreamed of seeing them.”
She reached behind her while continuing to look me in the eyes. I wanted to keep looking in her eyes, but also needed to see her breasts exposed to me for the first time. She must have unhooked, for her hands started to move around from her back, the straps and cups loosening. She held the edges of the bra, completely loose, but still covering her boobs. She smiled, teasing me. She pulled her hands down, the straps coming off her shoulders, the cups dropping below her boobs, and there they were. They’d always looked nice inside her shirts and inside her sports bras, and they looked amazing just now in just a regular bra. But I wasn’t ready for seeing them bare. They were indeed perfect. Round, no sag at all of course, absolutely beautiful aereolas with hard nipples on top.
“My god!” I exclaimed. “I knew they’d be beautiful, but they’re stunning! Perfect!”
She smiled, “Thank you, I like them, but never knew what a boy would think. I’m glad you like them. You can see them anytime.” She was breathing a little fast, as was I. I had butterflies in my stomach.
“Ok, we’re both topless, now what?” She asked, with that sexy mischievous smile. Amazing how a couple of days ago she was my sweet friend, kind of nerdy and mousy, and now she was the sexiest girl I’d ever seen.
“Well, unless you want me to come in my pants, I’m ready to get naked. Are you ready to see my hard cock, and then see me stroke it and come? I know I’m ready to see your pussy and your ass, and to see your fingers working your pussy to an orgasm.”
She leaned over and picked up her pen, jotting another note. What could she be writing now? I didn’t mind, since seeing her breasts hanging down was incredible.
“Sorry, I had to add to the list. Masturbate in front of each other, but come in our pants without directly touching ourselves. Have you ever done that? Sometimes I’ll squeeze my thighs together at dinner if I’m feeling horny. I’ll go upstairs afterwards and, to protect against someone walking in, will just rub my pussy through my pants and come. I’d like to do that in front of you, and watch you rub your cock to an orgasm, soaking your underwear, if you’re able to come that way.”
“I almost always take my cock out to stroke it, but I’ve done that a couple of times, just for something different, so yeah, I can come in my pants. I bet I could do it right now in less than a minute.”
“Well let’s not do that right now, since I need to see your cock. Let’s go, stand up, let’s see your undies and then your cock!”
I wasn’t going to deny her or disobey her. I could get used to taking orders from her. “Yes ma’am, your wish is my command.” I stood up and didn’t waste any time. I untied my shorts and pushed them down my legs, stepped out of them, and stood back up. Maybe I should have done it slower, drawn it out to tease her, but I just needed to get this going. My cock was stretching my boxer briefs, not leaving much to her imagination.
“Ohhh, your cock looks so beautiful in your underwear. I can see its full length and see the head!” she said. I was glad she seemed to like it. I had no idea whether girls would find my cock attractive the first time I managed to show it to one. I should have known that Amy would like my cock. “Keep going, take off your underwear, I want to see it!” She was still standing, and didn’t hide pressing hard against her pussy.
“Not yet, let’s do this in order. I took off my shorts, now you. I want to see your panties.”
“Ok, fair enough,” and just like that, she did what I’d just done: untied her shorts, put her thumbs in the waistband, pushed them down, stepped out of them, and stood back up. It wasn’t until she stood back up that I could get a good view of her panties. They were beautiful and sexy. I could tell they weren’t everyday panties, as they were a little lacy and frilly at the edges, and cut back a little bit. They must also have been fairly thin, since I thought I could just see her pubic hair through them.
“Oh my God,” was all I could say. “Those are beautiful. You’re beautiful. I can just see your pubic hair through them. It’s incredible.” My cock twitched, and she noticed. She giggled.
“Your cock sure seems to like them. Would you like to see the back?” Umm, would I? Of course!
“Yes please, please turn around and show me your gorgeous ass.” She did, and I wasn’t disappointed. The panties were cut across her cheeks, which had nice creases under them at the tops of her thighs. “Damn, that’s fantastic, I’ve seen and admired your ass plenty of times in shorts or leggings, masturbated at the thought of your ass, but it’s even prettier than I imagined.”
“Thanks, I don’t think my body is especially attractive, but my ass is one area that I know looks good.” She was still facing away from me, and she reached her thumbs inside her panties and pulled them down, showing me her crack briefly, then pulled them back up and giggled. “Like that?” she asked.
“Oh yeah, that was fun, you tease! I guess you’re not really a tease, since I know soon I’ll get to see all of you. Now turn back around. Let me see the front of those sexy panties again.” She did, and the shadow of her pubic hair was visible again, what an incredible view. “Put one foot up on the bed and show me the crotch of your panties. I want to see right where your pussy is.” I was feeling bold, ordering her around a bit. Instead of doing what I said, she bent over to write something down again. Now what? What could she possibly have thought of that needed to be written down NOW?!?
“Sorry, another note. You telling me what to do gave me an idea: we each have a day or period of time or whatever where we get to tell the other what to do, and they have to obey. See if we like being dominant or submissive or both.” Seemed like a good idea, not sure if it was worth breaking the flow, though.
“Sounds like fun. So as a sneak preview, please do what I already said: put your foot on the bed and show me your panty-covered pussy.”
“Yes sir, as you wish.” We both smiled, since The Princess Bride was one of our favorite movies. She stepped over to her bed and put her right foot up on it, far enough from her left leg to fully expose her crotch. I didn’t want to be a pig, but I knelt down to get the best look at her crotch. I was surprised to see that her panties were soaked, but I shouldn’t have been with all the teasing and talking we’d been doing. Damn, they were partially translucent. Her pussy lips were right there!
“Oh my God Amy, that’s incredible! They’re so wet I can mostly see through them! Your pussy is beautiful!” She blushed a little, maybe embarrassed that her pussy was exposed and she hadn’t thought it would be yet.
“I’m glad you like seeing my pussy, you’re only going to see more of it from here. Once we’re naked, I’ll spread my legs fully for you and will show you every little bit of my pussy. Too bad your underwear is black, because they’re also wet with your pre-cum. I think if they were white I’d be able to see your cockhead right now.”
“Probably,” I replied. “Now that we’re down to our underwear, I guess the next step is I take mine off?” I already knew the answer, but wanted to hear her ask for it, or demand it, or beg for it. It really didn’t matter.
“Yes! Take those undies off! Time to see my first cock!”
I wasn’t going to tease her, and I didn’t want to wait. I simply pulled down my underwear and stood back up, my cock popping free once the waistband cleared the head, and when I’d stood back up my cock was pointing straight out at her. It felt good to have it free, and I wasn’t embarrassed at all, just excited. Ridiculously excited.
“Oh, your cock is so beautiful, so pretty! Is it ok to call a cock pretty? It’s a little menacing too, this big thing whose only purpose is to push inside my pussy.” Holy shit, she just mentioned us fucking! Not really, but that’s the way I heard it.
“You can say it’s pretty if you want, you can call it whatever you want! But you’re right, it only thinks about one thing: getting hard and coming, preferably inside a pussy. That’s just what it’s programmed to do.”
“We’re definitely hard-wired for sex. I have a very strong urge to come over there and touch your cock, grab it, stroke it, suck it.” I think I got faint. She just mentioned not only touching and stroking my cock, but giving me a blowjob! I needed to keep my brain in check for fear of saying something stupid and screwing this up.
“Same here, my caveman brain is thinking only about your sexy body. Speaking of which, isn’t it your turn to take your underwear off?” I smiled at her.
“Yep, my turn, I know you’re ready to see my pussy, and I’m ready to show it to you. I’m going to show it all to you. My pubic hair, my vagina, my clit, my pussy lips. All of it. Is that what you want?” Another mischievous smile. Damn.
“Yes please, take those panties off, stand up and let me see your pubic hair, then turn around and show me your ass, free of the panties, then sit on your bed and spread your legs wide. Be proud of your gorgeous pussy and show it all to me, knowing how insanely horny it makes me.”
She smiled, and pulled them right down, no teasing this time. She stood back up, and there was her very sexy, very beautiful pubic hair, nicely trimmed, right in front of me. Double damn. She slowly turned around, and I now saw all of her ass, from the tops of her cheeks, to her crack, to the creases and the bottom of her cheeks. Perfect. She bent over and I got my first view of her pussy. Very sexy lips, not that I had anything to compare to. She stood back up and turned around, smiling.
“Like what you see? Ok so far? You’re not going to pass out or anything are you? Or come right there on the carpet without even touching yourself?” She wasn’t too far off. I think if anything had brushed against my cock right then I would have come. There was no shyness left in her. I loved that she was so openly sexual and proud of her sexy body, enjoying what seeing it did to me.
“Yes, you’re incredible, so beautiful, so amazingly sexy. As many times as I’ve fantasized about you, masturbated thinking about what you’d look like naked, the real thing is far beyond my fantasies. I’ll never get used to seeing you naked. You’re the sexiest woman in the world.”
I didn’t say that to flatter her, I really felt it, but I knew she liked hearing it, and hearing me call her a woman. She blushed and smiled sheepishly, the first trace of shyness since we started. She sat down on her bed and scooted back against the wall. I knew what was coming, and could barely contain myself. She pulled her legs up, the slowly parted them, exposing her pussy more and more the farther apart her thighs got. When she had her legs all the way out, there was her fully opened pussy. I’m repeating myself, but damn. I could see her lips, glimmering with wetness, opened and showing the inner lips. I’m pretty sure the little button near the top was her clit, and at the bottom there was an area of darkness, which to my virgin eyes must be the entrance to her vagina.
“Move that chair over and sit in front of me,” she said. “Pull your cock up and show me your balls. Then you’re on your own to start stroking.” I could get used to being told what to do, especially when the orders were so fun to comply with. As instructed, I pulled over her desk chair and sat down on the edge, leaning back. At this angle, my cock was up at about 45 degrees, so I didn’t have to pull it back much to show her my balls. I cupped them and pulled them up also, showing her the start of the skin between my balls and my asshole. I wrapped my hand around my cock and sucked in my breath. It was electric. There was pre-cum all over the head, more than I’d ever seen. I pulled on my balls a little as I like to do and used the pre-cum to lubricate my cock, then started stroking slowly.
“Are you going to join me, or do you want me to go first and finish?” I asked. I wasn’t going to last long but would slow down if she wanted to join me.
“You go first and I’ll play with myself a little while I watch, then it’ll be my turn to come and your turn to enjoy watching.”
“Ok, sounds good, here goes.” I wrapped my hand around my cock and started slowly stroking it while staring at her pussy and breasts. “I can’t believe I’m stroking myself in front of you. This is incredible.”
“It’s beautiful watching you stroke your cock. Do it just how you would if you were alone. I want to know exactly what you look like when you’re masturbating, so I can picture it next time we do it over the phone.”
I wasn’t holding anything back or being shy, just enjoying moving my hand up and down. I could come anytime, but was truly enjoying doing this right in front of her. We didn’t say anything for a few seconds. I managed to pull my eyes away from her breasts and pussy long enough to look at her eyes, which were aimed straight at my cock. I started stroking a little faster, still not squeezing hard at all. She moved her hand to the inside of her thigh, her index finger tracing up and down just next to her outer pussy lip. My breath hitched a little, and my cock jumped.
“I can’t help myself anymore. I have to start touching myself at least a little,” she said. I wasn’t going to argue.
“Go ahead, if it’s anything like what I’m feeling, it’ll be wonderful just to have some contact.”
She moved her finger over her pussy, still running it up and down, but she stopped at her clit and circled it, then stopped again at the bottom and pushed against her vagina. Then repeated.
“I can’t last much longer,” I told her. “I’m going to come soon.”
“Go ahead, it’s your turn, stroke yourself and come however you want, I want to see your cock pulse, your come shoot, and your body to explode.”
I was building up to a much bigger than average orgasm. I could tell it would be huge. I started stroking faster, squeezing harder. Amy was staring at my cock with her mouth open a little. I thought about what it’d be like to put my cock in there, and I got another step closer to coming. I looked back down at her breasts, then her pussy, with her finger now moving faster and pressing harder. I started stroking even faster, at full speed now, and I wasn’t going to slow down until I’d come.
I was overcome with horniness, and said, “Please put your finger inside yourself. Inside your pussy. I want to see it.”
She moved her finger down to her hole and I saw the first, and then second, knuckle disappear inside. I don’t think she did it reluctantly. She pulled her finger back out then pushed it back in again. I was jealous of that finger, wanting it to be my finger, or better yet, my cock. Was she fingering herself thinking the same thing?
My balls were tingling, the feeling in my stomach and groin rising, that great feeling when an orgasm is very close. I pulled on my balls, stroked fast, squeezed tight, stared at the pussy in front of me, eagerly getting fucked by a finger, which was now moving even faster.
“I’m coming!” I told her loudly. My balls tightened and my orgasm started. My cock twitched and spurted, come shooting out over a foot and landing on my chest while my whole body shook. I kept stroking fast and the next spurt came, still quite high, a thick stream of white come, landing on my stomach. The next spurt was only a few inches and landed just above my pubic hair. The following spurts weren’t much for volume, but still sent massive electric shocks through my body. My remaining come was covering my hand. I’d normally slow down now and eventually stop, but I kept stroking fast, trying to keep the orgasm going as long as possible. My eyes hadn’t left her pussy, with her finger still stroking in and out, now really fast.
Eventually, I slowed my strokes as the pulses of orgasm weakened. I pulled my hand up to the head of my cock and held it there, milking out the rest of my come. I stroked slowly down again and slowly up again. My whole body had been tensed, and I now relaxed everything at once, letting out a sigh. I let my hand come to rest at the base of my cock against my balls. My hand was covered in come, my cock was covered in come, and my body from groin to chest had streaks of come. I didn’t care.
I looked up at Amy and her mouth was open, almost drooling, and her eyes were wide. She slowed down the stroking of the finger in her pussy and stopped. She said, “Oh my God, that was so incredible, I knew it’d be fun to watch you come but I didn’t imagine it’d be THAT fun! You shot so much come, that was so hot! And the way your body was shaking, it was like you were being shocked. I know I do that myself when I come, but it was amazing to see it in you!”
“That was so good, my best orgasm ever, by far, and I’m not just saying that. Stroking myself fast while watching you fuck yourself was incredible. You can probably guess what I was thinking about.”
She smiled, “yeah, and I was thinking the same thing. You asked me to put my finger inside myself and once I did, all I could think about was how much I wanted to feel your cock in there instead of my finger. Then you started shooting everywhere and I wondered if I’d be able to feel that if you came inside of me. I’ve never been hotter than I am right now. My pussy’s so wet and so hot, and my pussy and clit are throbbing like never before.”
“You can start playing with yourself again. I want you to feel the same thing that I just did. Don’t hold back, either. It was incredible to stroke as if I was alone and let my horniness take over and just focus on letting myself have a giant orgasm. Rub your clit, finger your pussy, make yourself come. Do the same thing: masturbate as if you were alone, just give your pussy the satisfaction it needs.”
She didn’t wait any longer. Her hand moved over her pussy, now two fingers rubbing in fast circles over her clit. That was soon joined by her other hand, using her index finger to stroke in and out of her pussy as she had before. Then her middle finger got in on the action and two fingers were plunging in and out, faster than she’d stroked before.
“My God, it feels so good, I’ve never needed my pussy filled as much as I do now. I’m going to come so hard. My cunt’s never felt this good before. My clit’s on fire. If my vibrator was here I’d be shoving it in and out of my cunt, wishing it were your cock, but I’m not stopping now. I’m gonna come soon and come hard!”
I loved that she was chatty as she was at maximum arousal with orgasm imminent. And did she say “cunt”? Hearing her say “clit” and “pussy” was exciting enough, but she was completely wanton now, with no social filter between her brain and mouth. When I’d pictured her, or any other girl or woman, masturbating, it was always quiet, or maybe with some moaning or whimpering. Amy was openly panting for air with an animal look on her face and her eyes closed tight.
“Ohhhh, I’m close, gonna come, your cock feels so good pounding my cunt, your fingers and tongue feel so good on my clit.”
Damn, she was openly telling me what she was thinking about. My cock had barely softened, and I wrapped my wet hand around it. No doubt it was hard enough to get inside her. I had a brief thought of trying that, then thought better of it. She’d likely push me away and hate me forever. But man, if she let me, how good would it feel to fuck her right now? I was still completely aroused and she was even more aroused than I was.
Both of her hands started moving even faster than I thought possible. Two fingers rubbing so fast and pushing so hard on her clit and two fingers from her other hand moving fast in and out of her pussy with incredible squishing sounds.
“I’m gonna come! Coming! Ungghhhh!” She convulsed hard, her butt almost coming up off the bed. Her stomach muscles clenched as her shoulders came forward, then she convulsed again, her legs twitching uncontrollably. Her hands had stopped but I could see she was still pressing hard on her clit. Her breath was so fast as she kept shaking. She’d shake for a second, then a shock would go through her, then shake some more. She eventually slowed down and leaned back again. Her hands were still at her pussy and her muscles relaxed as her breathing slowed. She slowly opened her eyes and saw me staring at her. She looked down at my hand now slowly stroking my cock. She smiled a little and said, “Did you enjoy that? I know I did.”
“Of course I did, that was better, bigger, stronger, more everything that I had ever imagined. You were so beautiful. I loved seeing you feel so incredibly good.”
“That was the biggest orgasm of my life, too. I don’t think there’s a close second. It felt great, but more than that, I desperately needed it. My clit needed to be rubbed harder than ever and my pussy craved being filled. If you’d come over her and shoved your cock in me I would have humped back against you and begged you to fuck me as hard as possible, that’s how horny I was in the moment. Not that you should be getting ideas like that – I’m not ready for sex … yet.”
Shit, it could have happened right here. I could have fucked her, and fucked her as hard as I wanted. I took comfort in knowing that it’d happen eventually and would still be great. My cock was rock hard again with almost no letdown after my orgasm. I started stroking it at medium speed, not caring what she saw or what she thought. It felt great, and I was going to keep doing it until I came again. Since she talked through her masturbating, it seemed fair for me to do it this time. And it sounded fun to tell her what I was thinking and feeling while stroking myself.
“My cock never got soft. It stayed hard watching you come. I loved watching you rub your clit so hard and move your fingers in and out of your pussy. I wanted those fingers to be my cock. I want mine to be the first cock to fuck your pussy. The first to go in your mouth. Your hand to be the first on my cock. Mine the first on your pussy. My tongue the first on your clit. I want to have orgasms every day with you.”
“Mmmm, that sounds perfect,” she replied. “You’re going to get to fuck me, finger me, eat me, whatever you want to do with me. And I’m going to do everything to you: stroke you, suck you, ride your cock, sit on your face and grind my twat against you, finger your ass while sucking you off, taking your cock up my ass, everything we can think of, I want to do.”
Holy shit! She actually just said all that! I started stroking fast, already getting close to coming again. I didn’t care to impress her with my stamina, and at that time I didn’t even know what stamina was, I just needed to come again.
“Keep talking to me,” I told her. “Tell me what your body really wants. Say ‘cunt’ again. Use the words that are in your head when you’re rubbing your clit hard and coming.”
“You liked hearing me say ‘cunt’, huh?” She smiled. “You were thinking about fucking my cunt when I was fingering myself, weren’t you? You weren’t thinking about me as a friend, just as a girl with a horny cunt that you wanted to fuck? You probably think girls don’t get horny, or at least not as much as guys, but you’re wrong. I think girls, or at least this girl, get hornier. My cunt can’t wait for its first cock. My nipples ache to have a mouth on them. I put a finger in my ass sometimes and want it to be a cock fucking me to the point of hurting. I want to lie back and have my cunt licked and sucked while fingers or a dildo is shoved in and out of me. Maybe both my pussy and my ass.” I was stroking really fast now, and she was again rubbing her clit. And not gently, like I’d stroke myself after an orgasm. She was going at it hard.
“Stroke that hard cock. Think about my pussy, my cunt, my twat. Think about when you get to come all over me, shooting on my tits and my face, drenching me. I know there’s an animal part of you that doesn’t want to make love to me. That part of you wants to fuck me hard. You’re going to get to do that, and I’m going to fuck you, too. I’m going to make you satisfy my needs, do things for my entire cunt area that I can’t do for myself. We’re going to use each other to have amazing orgasms.”
“I’m coming!” I told her, for the second time in a short while.
“Yes!” she said, quite loudly. “Shoot it up my pussy!” I shot my first load, now thinking it was going up inside her. Not a lot to it of course, but the orgasm was nearly as powerful as the first. Spurt, shiver, fast strokes, another spurt, and repeat.
I started coming down and I heard her say “ngghh, I’m coming too!” Same technique as before, two fingers a blur on her clit and two others fucking her pussy hard. “God, yes,” she said, thoroughly enjoying herself. She convulsed, also not as much as before, or for as long. She finished, lay back as before and opened her eyes. We were both smiling, both completely satisfied with ourselves. We both started laughing.
“How was that one?” she asked.
“Amazing, a little smaller than before, but just as great. This time I wasn’t thinking about touching you or making love to you. I was just thinking about fucking you hard. What you were saying went straight to the animal part of my brain.”
She smiled again. “I don’t want us to be shy talking about that. When I’m a little horny and start masturbating I’m thinking romantic things, but when I start getting close I’m just thinking about pure pleasure, whatever pops in my head. And the animal part of me wants orgasms in every way possible.”
“Mine too,” I replied. “We need to do this a lot.”
“Definitely,” she agreed.
If she was comfortable showing me how much she loved pleasuring herself, the sky was the limit. There was no doubt we were going to have lots of orgasms together.