A New Side to Myself?

Just a friendly evening with my neighbor opposite. She lives alone, and is real cute. Actually I don’t know a huge amount about her. I think there is, or maybe has been a husband, but I’ve never seen anyone home but her.  Sometimes, we hang out.  Last night I had opened a rather cheeky bottle of red and we were watching or half watching some movie or other....not a sex movie by any means, but it did have some steamy scenes in it from time to time.  I noticed her gazing at the TV during these scenes, and her respiration certainly became deeper, and her neck flushed a little...well...so did mine, I guess. Meanwhile we just chatted, putting the world to rights, and then the dynamic just seemed to shift. During the next sexy scene, she just calmly reach between her legs and started to rub herself over her pants. She didn’t break eye contact from the TV. Then she undid them, slipped her hand into her panties and masturbated.  As I said, I’m not one for missing out, so I reached up my own skirt, shoved a hand in my panties and joined in. I wasn’t eatching the TV though! The way other girls masturbate is highly variable....some are very slow, almost gentle clitoral masturbators...others really go for it in a way that looks like it should hurt. Still others are finger fuckers.....there are an almost infinite combination of all of them.  My friend was alternating between giving her clit attention before spreading her legs wider, lifting her bum up and pushing fingers imside her. I could have cum there and then, but I wanted to orgasm with her.....I think that’s another girly thing.....when, in the past, I’ve masturbated with another girl, there seems to be an unspoken desire to cum at the same time.  When it was clear she was close...hips rocking, bottom lip clenched between teeth, and very wet sounds coming from between her legs, I let myself cum...noisily. It seemed to tirigger  her and she came with a series of “fuck...fuuuck......ooh fuck.” Sounds.  Afterwards, neither of us bothered to rearrange out clothing. There was a little nervous “sorry, but I needed that” kind of stuff from both of us, before, after a suitable interval, I said “Actually, I could cum again.” This time, neither of us bothered to wait until the next steamy scene in the movie. We watched one another. She had taken her pants off, and her panties were Pune her knees, and my panties were on the floor.  Oh, how I love exposing myself! I made sure she could see every millimetre or my cunt. I wanted her to see me....all of me...even inside me. I held myself open for a few seconds before treating myself to two fingers inside, a third gently playing around my asshole, while my other hand focused on my now demanding clit. my friend had a leg over her chair and I noticed a perfectly trimmed, tiny little triangle of hair, but what I noticed most were her panties. I loved the look of them being half way down. I could see into the crotch and they were clearly very moist. I would have loved to have buried my face in them and gotten that gorgeous rush of pussy and that faint hint of pee that I find so erotic. Mind you, the way her cunt was creaming, I could have lapped that up too, but something told me this wasn’t the time. It might never be, but what was going on now was just fine and dandy.  Again, I took my cue from her, watching as she fingered herself. Her method was two fingers inside, the heel of that hand pressed firmly against her clit and the other hand holding her wrist so the pressure didn’t lessen.  This time, I got to see the contractions between her legs when she came...those exquisite little pulses of muscles. I came....and squirted! Oops. She looked wide eyed and said “oh wow! That’s really cool! Every time?” I told her yeah, mostly, and mostly a hell,of a lot more than that. (I had already Jilled off twice when I got home from work.)  She said “It’s like when a guy cums on you.” So I said “Yep, in fact some people get really turned on when a girl wets on them...whether its squirt or pee.”  She stared at the wetness on the wooden floor and between my legs....I made no attempt to cover up....and said “I can se that. My ex husband (Ex, then?) used to like to cum on me, but I’ve never had another girl do anything like that...well...anything at all...ever.” Was there a longing there, a suggestion, maybe an invitation?  “Well, I’ve had guys cum on me, and pee on me.......and I’ve had girls do the same.” She nodded.  The suggestions is out there now. If she wants to explore it further, she knows who to ask!