My fondest memory
I've been reading the stories on this site for a very long time, in fact I can't even remember when I started, so I decided to finally contribute a story.
A little background. This all started when I was 13 and my raging hormones got the best of me. It carried on through to when she moved away, and at that point I had just turned 17.
Her name was Molly, and through the years she was considered the most beautiful girl in the neighbourhood. She was slim, brunette, had these to-die-for eyes and since she hit puberty, a killer ass.
Very often as we were growing up (I had known her since we were very young, but did nothing till I turned 13) we would visit each other and spend the whole day in our back garden playing a variety of games. As we got older we got less interested in these activities and our hanging out became more like going to the movies or going out to eat together in the neighbourhood.
This is when the story get's good. She invited me once to go to the movies with her, and I readily agreed. I considered her my best friend. We were to meet at a bus stop we considered our meeting point since we became teenagers.
Now, Molly had blossomed into a sexy young lady, and the outfit she wore that day gave me an instant hard-on. It was a tube top and a skirt so short that she might as well have been wearing nothing. We caught the bus to the town centre and got of at the cinema. All the way there, I had been staring at her ass and legs, drooling like there was no tomorrow.
There was a short queue at the cinema ticket booth, so we waited, and eventually we bought our tickets, and proceeded to the theater. The movie was due to start within a few minutes of us entering. We went to the back of the theater, got some drinks and popcorn and found our seats and made ourselves comfortable.
As Molly sat down, all that I could see sitting next to her was her skirt so hiked up that if she budged just a little I'd see her panties. As the movie gradually passed, all I could think about was about how sexy she looked sitting there. A VERY visible boner appearred in my shorts, and Molly looking over suddenly noticed this. I pretended not to pay attention even though my hormones were raging.
A few mintues later I felt something touch my cock. Oh damn, it felt good. I looked over and molly was rubbing my crotch and smiling at me. Embarassingly enough, I came in my shorts and left a very visible wet spot.
I could see how turned on she was getting after watching me come, that she asked me boldly if I would rub her pussy. I didn't need to be told twice. I hiked her skirt up, and started rubbing that wet pussy. I didn't know what I was doing, at ALL, but within a few minutes she let out quite loud moans and I knew she had come too.
The couple behind us, probably encouraged by our obvious activities, began shuffling in their seats, and it was obvious that they were repeating our actions. Molly, still horny, told me to take out my cock, and started complimenting me on it and rubbing it up and down and saying things like 'ohhh, it's so big' until I came again, and this time harder. She got a handkerchief out and cleaned us both up and that was that.
The movie was close to ending, and I walked out a happy teen. We continued to masterbate each other, in a variety of places over the next 4 years, until that dreadful day she moved