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AT the GYM

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 27 Aug 1998 0 comments
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AT the GYM by Having read, and got aroused by the accounts of other girl's experiences with masturbation I thought that I should add my own memories of the first time that I came in public. To set the scene I should probably state that I am bi-sexual, indeed I lost my virginity to a girl and only had my first relationship with a boy several years later. Now, at my ripe old age, I am more straight than lesbian but I still hanker after my early experiences with girls. Because finding a suitable female partner is so difficult I guess I tend to fantasise more about girls but my masturbation has generally been confined to the bedroom and the bathroom. I guess that these two factors explain why I had such an intense experience happened on that fateful day at the gym.. Well, there I was working my around the machines at my local gym on one of their women's only nights when I found myself on one of the exercise bikes. Now, I don't know whether other girls have this problem but I find that when I am exercising at the gym and wearing a leotard and tights the more I exercise the more the crotch of the leotard tends to work inside, I spend the whole time trying to rearrange the material without looking like I am masturbating. Anyway, there I was on the exercise bike pedalling away vaguely conscious that the material at the groin of my leotard was working its way insidiously inside me but concentrating on keeping the rhythm of my pedalling going and breathing correctly. After I had been going for a while a rather pretty woman who must have been in her early twenties or maybe nearer my age sat down on the machine in front of me and began to exercise. This machine was one of those that you use to exercise your thighs which has pads that go on the outside of your knees and you open and close your legs pushing against the weights. So off she went and initially I kept my head down and concentrated on the pedalling but I was very aware of this woman open and closing her legs a few feet in front of my face and also of the itch that was beginning to grow between my legs as the material of my leotard rubbed between my labia. After a while I found myself casting more and more cautious glances at her as her legs opened and shut and could see that she was also having problems with her leotard riding up and that I could see the outline of her labia clearly through the material of her leotard. The combination of gazing at this mystery girls bits and the rub between my own legs spurred me on and I pedalled harder finding that if I pedalled to a certain rhythm I could actually cause the material of my leotard to rub my clitoris as I cycled. This situation continued with me getting redder and redder in the face until I could feel the material of leotard start to moisten beneath and began to worry about losing control altogether. I have to admit that being a rather shy girl and certainly very new to this sort of thing I quickly leapt off the bike, wiped down the seat with my towel and went and locked myself in a cubicle in the lady's bathroom and masturbated myself to orgasm in the privacy there. However, to this day I wish that I had had the nerve to stay on that bike and actually rub myself until I came while gazing at that lovely girl and her exercises.