An encounter with a wee Irish lass!
I started masturbating at an early age. Mostly by myself, but also in front my older sister, cousins, school mates, or for Sandy the girl next door. The girls occasionally got naked and sometimes gave me a hand.
When I started dating, masturbating for my dates became a highlight of our dates. We'd get naked and I'd do myself, or occasionally had the pleasure of a female hand to do the deed. Sondra was a nymphomaniac who was never satisfied with how often I could cum. Lea got hot watching horror movies and then hotter watching me go at it. Doris excelled at helping me in the shower. All good...
But, what was especially good in those late teen early 20s years was finally getting to meet my Pen Pal. Fiona and I had been writing for a number of years and became close as friends, but had never met or spoken.
Fiona, an Irish lass, was going to school in Scotland and had some time off while I had a couple of weeks between semesters. So across to Britain I flew. Nothing prepared me for the beautiful sight that awaited me of striking red hair and deep blue eyes surrounded by a face of freckles.
Well, I spent a full two weeks 'sight' seeing - mostly of Fiona's beautiful body. Yes, her triangle hair was the same shade of red as the hair on her head. Her hard nipples were big and dark brown.
As we only had the two weeks we went right at it. She most enjoyed showing off her body and wanting to do what she could for me. Man, if memory serves, it seems I remember her hand was on my dick and balls for two weeks straight! My hand was either stroking that beautiful head of red hair or strategically placed and stroking in the wet orifice down below surrounded by red hair.
I came here, there and everywhere; especially on those beautiful hard titties. The best, though, was coming together while in a 69 position.
Before we parted, I came one last time on that beautiful head of red hair. Washing it off in the shower it occurred to me that that's maybe why it got to be that lovely shade of red.
At the airport she couldn't resist the opportunity of doing me once more in full sight of two giggling high school girls. I didn't mind one bit as I thought of what the two of them would have in mind to do later.
We parted and all that remains are the memories -that and the tremendous hardon that I will now go take care of. Maybe I can find someone here at work to give me a hand...