A Friend With Benefits

 I met Tracy through mutual friends.  I don't remember how it all got started but we connected on a sexual level.  I'm sure it started with a comment. A question asked. A confession made kinda thing. We became friends and lovers. But we never dated. It really was just friends with benefits.  If one or both of us were dating sex was never considered.  But if we were both single we would get together to relieve our needs. 

Of the times we hooked up two stand out for me. One was when we had sex on the beach in the rain. That was fun. But the other time is the one I will tell you about.  She was home from college/uni. We did our normal thing. We went out to dinner. We spent time catching up. An all around nice time with a friend. Later we went for a drive and ended up parking close to the lake. At some point, as we always did the conversation turned to sex. It was our common interest. We agreed that we were both in the mood. But we had nowhere to go that evening.  After some discussion on the matter we decided to maybe just masturbate for each other.  Something we both had openly discussed but have never done in front of each other. 

We both unzipped and moved our hands down. Touching ourselves as we continued to talk. We asked each other questions about how we did it, what felt best and things like that. After a few minutes we both pushed our pants down to our knees. As we were really getting into it. I also pushed down my underwear but she didn't.  I was working away at myself and had to ask why she still had her panties on. (I wanted to look at her pussy). Then she told me something to this day I still haven't heard another woman say. She hated the way her hair felt on her fingers. She then told me that when using her toys she would be naked.  But when using her hand to get herself off she always kept her panties on so she didn't have to feel the hair. 

Ok no problem,  I've seen it before and I know how it feels and tastes. So we kept on going. Discussing what we were feeling and what it would feel like to cum. I started getting close to cumming before she was. And she knew it. She started to slow down but kept encouraging me to keep going. I wanted her to cum too. I wanted her to cum with me. But as she saw my body building up to orgasm she stopped completely.  She kept up her encouragement.  Telling me it was nice to watch. Then she told me she wanted to swallow my cum. As she said that my disappointment that she had stopped rubbing herself turned to ecstacy.  I was stroking away as she looked into my eyes, telling me to cum so she could taste it. Her head moved slowly twards my lap. Our eyes still connected.  Her voice still urging me on.  

 My hips raised off the seat as my orgasm was about to release.  She didn't miss the tell tale signs and dropped her mouth over the head of my dick as I started to let go. With slow shallow pumps I worked the last of it out of me. Her lips wrapped around my tip taking in everything I had to give her. Finally spent, she sat back up and licked her lips. Smiled and said that was nice. We sat there for a moment recovering before pulling our pants back up. 

 And now that I think of it, as open as we were about our sexuality that was the only time we masturbated with each other.