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Meg -- Who showed me that masturbation is OK

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This is my first story and a true experience. Please let me know what you think.My friend Meg has been a part of my life for many years. I first met her through my college roommate while we were in college. It was a chance meeting. My friend John and Meg had known each other in high school as casual acquaintances, however this time, there seemed to be more than just a casual attraction.My roommate John decided to look her up. I too was attracted to her but being shy, did not act on my attraction and my roommate John won her affections and they commenced dating and subsequently entered into a long term relationship. After about two years, the relationship with John and Meg ended, however they remained friends. I had graduated and moved on with my life to another part of the country and remained friends with them both. After moving away, I married and in my later years, divorced.During this time, Meg had married twice. Shortly after my divorce, I returned home to take care of some family business. During a visit with my former roommate, John, we happened to run into Meg. Meg, who was still as beautiful as the day I had first met her and now we were both single.I suggested that we go out for a cup of coffee to which she readily accepted. I think that was the first time I had ever gotten a hard on while asking for a first date. Just the fact that she wanted to meet for a cup of coffee had me excited.We met at one of the local Starbucks and reminisced about old times, our respective lives and our personal successes and failures. We both laughed about how we were both successful in our respective careers but how we had both been unsuccessful with personal relationships.Our conversation went from the past to our current situation and even became sexual in nature. I made a comment about my right hand being my best lover following my divorce and much to my surprise she replied in a rather straight forward manner that her hands, with an occasional toy were her best friend and lover too.Needless to say the conversation became more candid and forthright with us discussing being single in our late forties, the challenges of finding suitable partners for both life and sex and the pleasures of masturbation to include techniques.I also mentioned that John had said that she liked receiving oral sex and I liked oral sex too, giving that is. She blushed and cursed John for revealing such a personal detail and I decided to drop the discussion of that subject. We laughed as I admitted to masturbating since I was five years old and that she had only discovered the practice in her late thirties after her first marriage when she had concluded that masturbation was much more pleasurable than a bad husband.It was during this conversation that she confided in me that she really got turned on by the thought of watching men masturbate. She indicated that she had a few videos that she would watch to enhance her masturbation sessions.I was so turned on and my dick was so hard, that I had to move around to adjust myself to get comfortable. I have no doubt she noticed as when I would move, she would glance at my crotch which was bulging with excitement.I let her know that I was willing if I could watch her. When she hesitated, I immediately retracted my condition and told her that we would only do what she was comfortable with doing. She mentioned that as old friends, we should probably not even be discussing this much less considering mutual masturbation.Following our meeting, I returned to my hotel room where I immediately stripped off my cloths and proceeded to pleasure myself with thoughts swimming through my head of her being naked and feverishly masturbating. At least as I perceived she would look realizing I have never seen her naked much less masturbating.A few days passed and nothing happened. I called her a couple of times and left messages but never received any callbacks. I figured that I either scared her off or that she was too embarrassed to call me.The evening before I was to fly home, Meg called apologizing for not returning my telephone calls and wanted to know if I would like to come over to her house for a drink. After clearing up some family business I got over to her house around 10:00pm. Since I had a 6:00 am flight in the morning, I resigned myself to the fact that nothing would happen between us during this visit. Boy, was I wrong. As we were sitting on her back porch enjoying the night air,Meg led off the conversation indicating that she hoped that I had not been offended by her straightforward comments.I assured her I had not, in fact I was delighted with the conversation and had become significantly aroused and was once again becoming aroused. She looked at me demurely admitting that she too had become excited.I gently touched her hand and suggested that when she was ready to live her fantasies, I would be more than happy to oblige. In an instant, she took my hand and led me into her darkened house and within seconds, we were both naked with my head buried in between her legs.Her pussy was nothing like I imagined, only better. It was a small symmetrical slit with slightly meaty outer lips, smooth short inner lips and a wonderful little pearl of a clit located under a red riding hood cover. She had very little pubic hair, a few fine wisps of hair on her pubic mound that formed a small triangle. I asked her if she shaved, she indicated that she did not and wanted to know if she should. I replied that she was just perfect, as is.I started by licking the length of her slit with the flat of my tongue, occasionally gently circling the tip around the bottom of her pussy, gently probing into her vaginal opening. She gently moaned and using the index and middle finger of one hand began a gently back and fort rocking motion on the hood of her clit.With her other hand she spread herself open. I began entering her pussy alternating between my tongue and index finger while gently flicking her clit with my tongue and sucking on her clit hood.She withered and moaned and as she became more excited started talking dirty to me. She was uttering over and over, "eat my cunt, lick my pussy, make me cum". I was so turned on by this that as I was eating her, I was humping the mattress just enough to stay on the edge.She squeezed my head in between her thighs harder and harder and was now rubbing her breasts as she came closer to orgasm. As she stiffened up, I took both my hands, placed them on the sides of her pussy and pulled her clit hood back with my thumbs to expose her hard little pearl and began circling her little nub with the tip of my tongue. She let out a guttural moan, tensed her entire body for what seemed to be minutes as I continued to circle her clit.Once she relaxed and much to my surprise, she pulled me on top of her and kissed me deep and hard. I asked her if it bothered her to taste her own juices. She replied no, that it was a turn on for her, that when she masturbated and licked her fingers for lubrication, she enjoyed her own scent.Following that, we humped like two oversexed teenagers. I left her house with enough time to return to my hotel room for a quick shower before going to the airport. While waiting for my flight, I was marveling on how I had never in my life had an all night marathon of sex and was still hot and steamy from the encounter.For the next two years before we parted company, whenever Meg and I could get together, the sex was amazing to include mutual masturbation. But those adventures are for other stories later.

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