Using What I've Got

Things started when I was 16. I was beginning to date boys and my mom told me about boys and there thing with what we girls have. She warned me that it wasn't only that thing between my legs that gets boys going but that to a boy my whole body was a sex organ. She said that my tits, my shapely ass and sexy looking legs drive boys crazy and if I let them touch them what I'd be dealing with. She was referring to an erect penis.

Well, instead of trying to avoid showing too much of what I had I decided I'd have a little fun with it. So, I'd go out on dates with low cut tops and short skirts. Mom was sure right. I was 16 when the first boy started fondling my breast one evening. His breathing got real quick and he was all over me. I let him do it and I was paying the consequences. Next thing I knew he took my hand and put it in his lap where I could feel his very hard penis. Next thing I knew he had it out and I gave a boy a hand job the first time and quickly learned how messy that was when he came. But, I got a real thrill out of this.

So, I regularly did this to my dates. Some went for my tits and others were aroused by feeling my inner thighs. And, I'd end up giving them a hand job. This continued into adulthood when I was seeing men. The same thing. My body was sure a draw for them and when they got there hands on these places it would always produce a hard penis dying for relief. I lost count long ago of how many hand jobs I had given and how much cum I'd seen shot. My husband can tell you about this. He received a feel of my legs and a hand job on our first date. But, we ended up doing a lot more and I ended up marrying him. To this day, he still loves to run his hands over my legs while I do my magic with my hands. He's always said there is a lot more to sex than just pussy although he gets a lot of that too.