Auto Erotic: First Time

Let me tell you about my first real experiences with a girl. I say 'real' because, though this happened during my first year in college, I grew up in a very strict, rather puritanical environment, and as a result my sex life had consisted of lots of masturbating while hiding away and reading pulp sexy thrillers and scrutinizing the underwear photos in the Sears catalog: yes, I am older than dirt. I'll post a story about all that masturbating separately.

I had had a few dates before college with girls I really liked, but it was all pretty tame. Up until I met Judy in college, all previous dates and even just rides in a car together had sent me home to a frenzy of jacking off, usually in the bathroom, often after everyone had gone to bed.. I'm not complaining-- I loved masturbating, and still do.

Judy was different from the girls back home. She and I had some lunch and coffee break encounters, just talking about life at college, before I asked her out. She was a very intelligent, pleasant, small girl with big, lovely brown eyes, and was not especially sexy, or at least I didn't think so at the start. There was something about those eyes, though, that told of depths I longed to explore. I knew that our friendly conversations were merely skimming along the surface of someting deeper.

We went to a movie on our first date and afterward chatted for quite a while in the car before I took her to her dorm's front door and said goodnight. She gave me a slightly quizzical look and went in.

(Dorms were not coed in those days; they had a curfew, and girls had to sign out and say where they were going! No boys inside even the front door after curfew.)

A week later the same scenario was under way, or at least up to the point of chatting in the car. While we were doing so, she softly asked why I didn't kiss her. I didn't want to tell her that I had never kissed a girl before, but I thought I might just as well, as no story I could concoct on the spot was going to do. I must have turned a lurid red as I stammered out my confession.

She was bemused, but said 'Would you like for me to teach you?'. Would I like! Not a lot of explaining was needed.. I couldn't believe how soft and sensual her lips felt against mine. After a series of ever-lengthening kisses, while my hands explored her demurely covered exterior, I felt her mouth opening and her tongue run along my lips. I immediately practiced doing that on on my maddeningly sensual teacher, or rather as quickly as I could manage to collect my senses, running riot as they were. In no time our tongues were coiling about each other with mounting urgency, and the car windows were thoroughly steamed up.

I thought I was already in heaven when, still with our tongues embracing each other, she took my left hand and lifted it up to her right breast! Whatever hold my strait-laced upbringing had on me slipped away unnoticed and unlamented, and my hand leapt ahead to explore Judy's body without need of further prompting. I had never touched a girl's breasts before, and even touching them through her blouse made my dick bigger and harder and no longer comfortable inside my pants.

Slipping inside her blouse, my hand felt as if it would melt at the touch of smooth satin cups filled with warm, yeilding mounds of pure sensuality, topped by the most perfect nipples--hard just as mine were, but much bigger. Never had I had such a totally lascivious sensation!

Judy gently unwrapped her arms from around my neck, reached down, pulled her blouse out of her skirt and, smiling and looking straight into my eyes, unbuttoned it completely. Then she pulled it off her shoulders, throwing open the whole top half of her --oh, so smooth-- torso, leaving only the bra. That she simply pushed up, uncovering those globes I already knew by touch. My hands accepted their gently erotic invitation, and I cupped them as softly as I knew how. I felt as if my whole skin were craving t touch her. I could feel the cum filling my balls, and their tightness was beginning to make me tremble.

My hands and lips glided across the rich softness of her skin, but always drawn back to the her breasts. Fingers, lips and teeth tasted the dark pink nipples, letting the sexual electricity flow through them to and from each of our bodies. Judy moaned when I did that, and her hips started to writhe and buck as she streched her legs out full length, as far as they would reach under the dash. I kissed her on the mouth again, to drink up her moans as they escaped her. She kissed me hard, and then pressed her cheek to mine and crooned her breathless song into my ear.

(It's hard to write this, as I can't help stopping to masturbate again and again.)

My right hand had now reached behind Judy's bare back, and I held her arching, trembling body in my arms as her moans became ragged and deep, and her body's writhing and trembling turned to uncontrollable spasms. Finally she arched, stiffened, and breathed out a long, sighing ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh, and then slowly sank back into my arms.

Nobody had to tell me that this was an orgasm. I had had plently of them at my own hands. When was incomprehensible to me at the time was that neither of us had touched any part of her below the waist with anything: she was still fully dressed down there.. When she had recovered enough to look at me and smile, I had to say: ' that was amazing and wonderful. How did you do it?'

Slowly emerging from her post-orgasmic nirvana, she finally said, 'I do it all the time, in bed, in chairs, whenever I feel I have to. I can masturbate just by squeezing my legs together. I like it that way best of all. But I never came the way I did just now. You made me cum harder than I ever have. Thank you, ' she said and kissed me ever so softly..

I said, 'You are most welcome. I think I could really get the hang of that with more lessons,' I grinned. 'I'm just lucky I didn't cum all over myself.' We both looked down at the bulge in the front of my pants. Judy said, 'Oh, my,' and reached down to touch the straining fabric of my dress slacks. 'I've never touched a boy's penis before. May i see it?' she asked, already reaching for the zipper.

I could barely rasp out a 'yes' as the sight of her naked torso with those miraculous breasts leaning over my fly just about took my breath away. Seeing how tight my cock was straining against my shorts, she simply undid my belt and the top button, exposing the full extent my engorged cock clearly outlined in front of my shorts. 'Would you mind pulling them down, 'she asked, and I willingly pulled pants and shorts down to my knees.

'How beautiful. But it's so big!': she said, reaching down to let her fingers encircle its hard shaft. By now it was crimson red, and the fully swollen head was a dark purple, with pre-cum trickling out, leaving it shiny and slippery. The softness of her touch surprised me, as my dick is accustomed to a much more muscular grip. 'I want to see how you masturbate. Would you please show me,'Judy asked. 'It will make a mess, Judy. it'll shoot all over you and me,' I explained. 'Im already a mess,' she said. My panties and skirt are already soaked in my cum, and so is your car seat. I want you to cum on me, on my breasts.'

'God, she wants me to cum on her!' I thought. I was in ecstasy as I slid the seat back as far as it would go and then slid over to the middle of the bench seat (No center console in those days-just a column shift) ( I just now had to stop and and stroke myself some more and spread the trickling pre-cum over that dark-red head.)

I stretched out my legs under the dash and Judy, hiking up her skirt to her waist, straddled my right leg, with her cum-soaked panties squeezing out her divine fragrance on my thigh.. My balls were burning and my cock gleamed in its own wetness. She leaned over and unbuttoned my shirt and then leaned her soft lovliness against my now completely naked skin. Her panties slid up my leg to press on my dick as she leaned over, let her breasts slide against my chest, and kissed me. I nearly came on the spot. Then she leaned back a little and said, 'Now cum on me.'

I could feel her soft cunt lips spread as they slid back along my thigh, and she began to squirm again. My right hand reached up to touch her left nipple and my left hand stroked as slowly as I could make it go, to prolong the ecstasy. Judy was humping my leg with increasing abandon, as was the case with my jacking off. Her panties and stomach kept touching the back of my cock, her face and neck and shoulders became flushed, and we both came almost exactly together. I shot string after string of my milky jism all over the satin skin of her stomach and breasts (not to mention her skirt and panties) while I was spatterd both with my own streams and cum dripping off her and back onto me.

Judy leaned over against me in exhaustion, and we squished my cum all over our panting torsos, and I could feel her juices running around my leg and down into the crumpled pile of pants down round my ankles. What a glorious moment! The smell of sex was overpowering. She lay on me for the longest time, then pulled away and smeared the fruits of our passion over as much of her and me as it would cover.

When we had finally pulled ourselves together and got out to walk to the dorm door, we plotted what we should do next. I will reserve that for another story, as it is I think worth telling also.

Now I will finish jacking, as I don't think I can hold back any longer. I hope my little biographical snippet brings you some pleasure, too. ;) I'd love to hear of any jacking and jilling you brought away from this.