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Masturbating With Terri - The First Time

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Seph Age: 29 Posted on: 30 Aug 2003 0 comments
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Sometimes, it's exactly as Woody Allen put it: 'Masturbation is sex with someone I love...'
Terri and I had been friends for years, since we were kids, long before we became romantically involved. Our friendship developed into something more mostly because we were so comfortable with each other; we could tell each other anything. When we were in college, I started developing feelings for her, and much anguish, wailing, and gnashing of teeth, I finally confessed how I felt. I was relieved when Terri revealed she had feelings for me too!Since I was sixteen or so, I've been building a collection of masturbation materials. I started out with some of the tamer, more mainstream men's magazines, then started branching out. By the time I got to college, I had started to purchase videos rather than rent them. I had been looking at my dad's magazines for as long as I can remember (I was six the first time I got caught peeking) and I remember my first orgasm from masturbating at the age of ten. I masturbate with the mindset of a chain smoker; three or four times a day minimum, every day of the week. When you masturbate that frequently, you need to build up a good collection of erotic material to get hard time and time again.So, the dilemma... How was I to tell this sweet-natured girl that I was mad about that I was also mad about sex, particularly good, old-fashioned whacking off? I didn't want to scare her away! I didn't want her to think I was some kind of deviant! We had been sexual with each other as soon as we confessed our feelings, but I had never told her about how much I masturbate. We had always been straight and direct with each other, so I just flat out told her. She was intrigued that I masturbated so much. Then I told her about all the magazines and videos. She was even more intrigued.That weekend, when Terri came over, she said she wanted to watch some videos with me. Then she confessed that she used to sneak peaks at her father's collection of videos and magazines. AND she said she had a vibrator, a 'back massager' she had purchased at the pharmacy, and that she masturbated a lot too. This got me as riled up as any of the movies. She said she wanted to watch me masturbate, though she claimed to be too self-conscious to masturbate with me. Terri took me by the hand, led me into my bedroom and locked the door.I threw a tape into the machine, something couples friendly, and we both stripped to our underwear. As I lay back in bed, my hard-on was immediately evident. Terri immediately slipped both hands into the waistband of my underwear and onto my cock. I was surprised at how aggressive she was, but I loved every minute of it. She asked me to show her how I do it, then pulled my jockey shorts down to my ankles. I cupped my balls with my right hand and started to rub the base of my penis. As my erection continued to grow, Terri slipped out of her panties, showing off a completely shaved pussy. On the television, a woman had straddled her man in reverse cowgirl and the camera focused on his penis pumping in and out of her. Terri kept moving her eyes to mine, to the television, to my penis. She loved to watch me watch and whack. 'It's so big,' she kept saying, rubbing the head of my cock with one hand and fingering her pussy with the other. After just a few minutes, I didn't think I could handle anymore, a surprise because I can usually go for a while before shooting my load.'Does it hurt like that?' Terri asked.'What do you mean?''Well, your hands are all dry. Shouldn't you use lotion or something?''Sometimes I use lotion, sometimes some lube, sometimes nothing,' I said. Then she did something I'll never forget. She took off her bra, and I could see her nipples were getting hard. Then she started rubbing the lips of her vagina with all four fingers, then rubbing her 'all-natural' lube onto my penis. She'd switch back and forth, with the intention of lubing me up, but for all intents and purposes she was really whacking off for a minute, then giving me a handjob for a minute, back to her vagina, then to my penis, back and forth, back and forth. My cock started to tingle - it felt electric, literally like the time I accidentally touched the metal prongs when I unplugged a lamp. The whole time this was happening, I continued to move my hand back and forth at the base of my cock. Suddenly, before either of us was prepared, I came! I cried out, something I had only done before during actual intercourse, and the cum flew! It wasn't as erotic as I had hoped it would be; not only was there cum all over my hands and Terri's hands, not only was it on my belly and chest, it was on my hair! On my glasses! On my pillow! On the wall behind my head! Terri and I stared at each other, mouths open in shock. After about four seconds, we both burst out laughing.While we were laughing, and even after we had stopped, Terri continued to rub my cock, using my own cum as a makeshift lube.'You're still hard,' she said with a smile. 'Whatever shall we do about it?' This from the sweet, quiet girl I had known since we were toddlers! I guess I hadn't known her as well as I thought. That night I got a whole education. Nothing like love (and sex) when it's new. That story though, as they say, is for another time...