Our Little Games

After I had known Erica, my current girlfriend, for only a couple of months, we began to confide in each other a lot more and I found she was interested to learn that I masturbate at least once a day. She eventually confided that she liked to take all her clothes off and lie on her back on her bed and do it that way but was too shy to let me watch. I guess we are both by nature rather shy people. Anyway, the more we talked about it the more it dawned on me that, spending a lot of time alone at home as she did, she was unusually addicted to masturbation, but was too embarassed to discuss it with anyone other than a fellow addict. I was the first in her life.

Since I enjoy masturbation as much as conventional intercourse, the thought of us masturbating together was very exciting. Erica told me she never used anything other than her fingers. I loved masturbating her with mine because she had such strong vaginal muscles after years of practice, and could make her arousal last for hours. No doubt it accounted for many happy hours at home.

Each of us as children had rather repressive and sexually ignorant parents, so she used to masturbate while peeping at a guy who used to live next door to her, and who wanked off in his bedroom or sometimes in the back yard. So I hit on the game of exposing myself to her to get her aroused, and she would do the same to me, both of us pretending not to see what the other was doing.

The essential element of the game was that there was no mutual touching, a kind of unspoken rule. I knew there was a fair chance of our game starting when Erica chose to sit across the room from me after dinner, instead of next to me in a smart dress and shoes, and casually let her legs move apart while pretending to read a magazine, to show me the panties she had on that day, or sometimes no panties at all to surprise me! I would pretend to read too, unzipping my pants to let out my gradually stiffening penis, which I would stroke absentmindedly to keep it hard. Erica would surreptitiously peep at it, then slowly move her legs wide apart and let her dress ride up. We would continue to 'read' while I stroked my penis and Erica pulled the crotch of her panties aside and slowly masturbated with one and sometimes two hands, leaning back in utter pleasure.

Eventually we would both get carried away with the sight of each other, dropping our magazines and masturbating ourselves vigorously till we climaxed. Erica's moans and groans really turn me on and I time myself to come just after she commences her orgasm. Sometimes I then go over and give her a second one with my fingers while she is still hot!