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My First Hand Job

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A late night walk along the beach ended well...

So, I was a pretty naive 17 year old lad - I had had a couple of girlfriends growing up but other than the cursory brush of a clothed breast I had no sexual experience other than my own masturbation habits. All of that changed one spring evening when a group of us spent the evening at the coast. Growing up I had a small circle of good friends both male and female. Coming from similar backgrounds and upbringings we all shared similar tastes in life and we were a tight knit group. Other than one of the other guys and a couple of girls, the group was pretty much asexual seeing as we had all been friends since the age of 7. We spent a lot of time hanging out at each other's houses and generally getting up to the sort of mischief late teenagers did with the occasional bottle of cider with the odd game of truth or dare. One spring night, in a break from the usual routine, one of the girls (Clare) suggested we walk down to the local beach with some cans of cider (classy!). So, the 9 or 10 of us ambled down without much enthusiasm (the spring evenings in the north are pretty chilly) but we found a cove that was sheltered from the wind got stuck into the alcohol whilst talking the usual nonsense about music, TV and up-coming exams... As the evening progressed, the temperature dropped and the group started to drift away citing various chores, early starts etc until there were 4 of us left - Clare, my best friend Jamie and his girlfriend Becca and I. Feeling a bit more liberated by the warmth of the alcohol, the conversation turned towards sex and sexual experiences. Jamie and Becca had been an "item" for a few months and were certainly having sex by then (Jamie shared as much with me that night) and with the night drawing to a close their minds started to drift towards when and where they could have sex. It was common knowledge that both Clare and I were virgins, Clare had never even kissed a guy whereas my sexual history (as stated before) was limited at best. Sensing our embarrassment (and virtual silence in the sex-related conversation) Jamie and Becca started to wind Clare and I up by suggesting we "hook up" and get our "first time" out the way.... Clare and I looked at each other nervously and immediately dismissed the idea - Clare even got upset with Becca for saying so (Clare was from a strict catholic family). Becca brushed off Clare's upset and led Jamie off to find a suitable place to continue their sexual exploration. I was left with a now upset Clare to console, and the prospect of me ever leaving first base seemingly dwindling by the second. I suggested we walk along the cliffs to get some air and clear our heads. As we walked, Clare opened up about her upbringing and how her parents had demonised pre-marital sex and sexual relations, but how she was ready to explore.... We continued walking and talking, we shared our own fears and thoughts and dreams for the future until we came to the local ruins that overlooked the sea. We sat and cuddled up against the cold as we continued to chat. I started to stroke her hair as we talked more and felt her snuggle in to me. I moved my hand down to stroke her face, and with tears in her eyes she looked up at me and our lips tentatively met with the briefest of kisses. Sensing the mood, and with our guard down we started to kiss more urgently in that mad way that inexperienced teens do..... I felt my dick begin to stir as we kissed and with my legs shaking I slowly moved my hand from the back of her head, over her shoulder and down to her hip. Finding the edge of her coat, I moved my hand inside and slowly crept towards her ample breasts. She pulled away as I brushed her breast, but as I pulled her back to me she kissed me with more urgency as I felt my hand close around her breast - it was hard to tell what I was feeling considering her thick jumper, but with the confidence of the first touch, I found my way under her jumper and through her shirt to cup her bra-covered breast. I slipped my finger inside of it and found a small, hard nipple that made my dick get even harder. To my amazement, I felt Clare's hand move towards my waistband and my legs began to tremble again with excitement and anticipation. I got a shock when I felt her hand move upwards, over my stomach and towards my chest - she has no such clothes-related problems as I was wearing just a t-shirt under my coat. The sensation of a cold hand move over my chest and touching my now hard nipples was amazing, but led to an even bigger frustration in the growing bulge in my pants. Being the horny, inexperienced teen I was, I started to guide Clare's hand towards my bulge - despite initial resistance she gently touched my bulge as I moaned in pleasure. "Can I see it?" she whispered which was possibly the finest question I had ever been asked in my 17 years on this planet!! "Sure" I gasped as I felt her fumble with my belt. Eager to please, I whipped my belt off and undid the top button of my jeans before guiding her hand back to where my cock was pleading to be touched. With some difficulty, Clare lowered my zip and eased my trousers down to show my hard cock straining against my boxers. "I can't believe we're doing this" giggled Clare nervously, her eyes firmly fixed on the twitching tent in my shorts. The touch of her hand against my cock sent a shiver from head to toe (could have been by now very cold sea air!) as she wrapped her hand around my still covered cock and started to jerk me slowly...... After a few strokes, I took her hand and placed it under my shorts and for the first time in my life felt another hand on my cock. "I want to see it" she maintained. Never being a boy to be asked twice I whipped my boxers down and my cock sprung out into the midnight air. Clare gasped at the sight of the first penis she had ever seen and seemed impressed with what she saw...... Again, being forward I took her hand and placed it on my cock and started to jerk with both our hands before I removed my hand and let her continue. As she stroked, we continued to kiss, but it wasn't long before I could feel that familiar tingle and twitch as my orgasms started. I threw by head back and moaned as I shot a huge load of cum in the air, landing on my chest and her hand..... I collapsed back in exhaustion and excitement as the realisation that I had received my first hand job hit, and my immediate embarrassment at being semi naked, with my now shrinking cock on show to one of my best friends. I looked over at Clare who was smiling and laughing at what we had just done (probably experiencing the same emotions I was regarding our friendship) After cleaning up, we walked back to her house where we gave each other a knowing smile and parted. I walked home with a swagger (mainly due to my soggy cum filled shorts) and the realisation that I was now a man! Over the next 20 years we had many a sexual experience, including her taking my virginity (she went to uni and got way more experienced than me), giving me my first blow job and her being my first (and only) extra marital experience.... I hope you liked my story, I will share more soon

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