I still think about this when I make myself cum.
The first person I masturbated in front of was the boyfriend I lost my virginity to. We'd been having sex for six months but I wasn't cumming from sex or oral and sometimes I'd feel really frustrated.
We were staying at his friend Jess's house. Her parents were away on holidays so we got their bedroom. We'd just had sex but I hadn't cum. I was really turned on and I was desperate to orgasm. I brought up masturbation and we started chatting. He was running the tip of his finger, really lightly, up and down the cleft of my pussy, still wet from sex and it was sending me insane! I asked him if he would like to watch me make myself cum. Surprisingly enough he was quite eager!
I set myself up at the top of the bed. I sat on my heels, putting a couple of pillows between my calves and my ass to prop me up. Then I spread my legs apart so both of us could see my pussy.
I was still really turned on from all our sex play and my breasts were engorged. I ran my hands up over my breasts, gasping when I hit my nipples. I pinched them and the feeling went straight to my pussy making me buck my hips.
I ran my hands over my thighs and onto my pussy lips. I was hot and slick with my own juice. My entire abdomen felt congested; I was absolutely desperate for an orgasm. I retraced my boyfriend's path, running my two fingers up and down my slit. Then I cupped my vulva in one hand and covered that hand with the other and started grinding into my palm. I closed my eyes, concentrating on the sensation and my favorite fantasy. My palm was getting as wet as my cunt and my lips soon started to part against my hand. Soon the heel of my hand was bearing down on my clit while my fingers pressed down against my opening. My breathing was getting ragged and my arms were aching. I needed to cum so bad and I was focused entirely on the feeling building deep down in my pussy. I started bucking against my hand much harder and I could feel the warmth in my cunt growing. I pushed against my hand again and I reached my peak. I began whimpering as I rubbed my clit furiously and pushed the tips of my fingers into my hole. I could feel my vagina clenching in waves and my juices ran out onto the pillows.
When I opened my eyes my boyfriend was kneeling at the end of the bed. His eyes were locked on my face but he was tenderly and absent mindedly touching his straining cock. It's still one of the most beautiful images I carry today.