Birthday Handjob While Driving

I grew up in a very conservative family and sex, including masturbation, was strictly tabooed.  Wet dreams were the only form of relief I had before dating provided an outlet to my frustrations.  This made me frustrated, horny and easy stimulated all the time.  Because of this, I wore the tightest jeans and bikini briefs (I've always worn those) in order to try and restrict any and all movement.  It usually worked but when it failed, it was always very obvious.   I started dating at 15 but I wasn't always allowed to leave the house.  I did have a series of girlfriends who helped me by giving me a handjob.  A handjob was always wonderful but it seldom did away with my nighly wet dreams.  Thankfully I was in charge of laundry so no one else noticed all the stains.  Always dreamed of a blowjob but didn't receive one of those until years later.   As I mentioned, I was easily stimulated but it was an accident with a friend that caused me to realize that public places stimulated me even faster.  I had a friend in my Junior year in high school.  She was never more than a friend.  In fact, she was very good friends with a girl I dated on and off during high school.  I will call her Lucy.  Lucy was cute, with long straight jet black hair that reached past her shoulders.  At 5'4", she was petite and probably didn't weigh an ounce over 110 pounds.  Her B breasts were perfect on her form and she had an incredibly cute bubble butt.  We had study hall together and had one of the back tables to ourselves.  Our teacher was very strict and wouldn't allow us to talk so communication was restricted to covert whispers.  I was at the teachers desk ask him a question about a project when Lucy butted right in front of me and laughed.  Mr. Anderson gave her a stern look and simply said, "Lucy, that's enough."  She leaned over to show him something on a paper and in the process shot her butt right back into my crotch.  I had an instant reaction and the reaction in my pants was not as quick as my reaction to move back from her cute bubble butt.  I told Mr. Anderson, "thanks" and walked back to our table using my folder to hide my hard on.  Lucy came back to our table with this mischievous grin that she should have had trademarked.   "Is there a problem, Allen?"  she asked with that smirk on her face.   I'm sure my face lit up like a Christmas tree and I couldn't find any words to respond.  And then she pushed a pencil onto the floor to look at my crotch before I could catch on.  I didn't think it was possible for her smirk to be larger than it was before but it must have.  "Wow, someone is excited aren't they?"  Lucy and I had talked about all kind of things.  She was very straight forward and didn't seem to have a filter at all when she was around me.  But she couldn't get enough of looking at my crotch.  She kept on finding excuses to look under the table.  I tried to cover it up but I noticed that her attention just made me more and more excited.   I finally said, "Lucy, please stop.  I can't go out in the hallways like this and you are making it worse." "Okay, you let me look one more time and then I will stop.  But you have to move your hands and arms.  Okay?"   I finally relented and moved my arms on top of the table and she got her unobstructed look.    "You are huge," she said.  Back in those days, you showered with all the guys after gym.  I knew I wasn't huge but I was bigger than most.  "How would you know?  How many dicks have you seen?"   "Not enough.  You going to show me yours?"  she quipped. "Only if you will show me yours!"  I whispered a bit too loudly and though my words were not clear, Mr. Anderson sent me a glare. "Sorry.  So are you always this easily to make hard?"  she asked. "Listen, if you keep talking about my dick, I'm going to start talking about your pussy and your boobs."  I tried to threaten. "Okay, I will stop" finally relenting.   From that point on, Lucy did everything she could to get me hard during study hall.  Brushing her butt up against my groin.  Brushing her breasts against my arms.  Finding opportunities to sit in my lap with Mr. Anderson wasn't looking.  One day she upped the ante and wore a dress to class.  She didn't often wear dresses.  Jeans were more her style.  But that day I was working on a paper and she pushed her pencil across the desk, past me and onto the floor. "Would you get my pencil?"  She had that smile again and when I reached down to pick it up I found out why.  Lucy had pulled her dress up halfway up her thighs and had spread her legs showing me her pink flowered white panties.   "Lucy!"  I whispered intensely while handing her back her pencil.  She immediately ducked her head under the table pretending to pick something up.   "I see it worked!"  she whispered. Nothing ever happened sexually with Lucy.  I do remember sliding my socked foot up into her crotch a couple of times and it never bothered her but sure got me hard.  I would tell her it wasn't fair and she would just laugh.  But my experience with Lucy made me realize that I had a thing about sex in public.  It grew over the years. When I was a Senior in High School, I started a serious relationship with a girlfriend.  Kat was part Spanish and also had long jet black hair.  She had beautifully tanned skin. the most incredible set of lips and dark brown eyes that looked almost black.  She wasn't average not skinny or fat but was funny and very adventurous.  Kat and I had been dating about 3 months and we were out celebrating my 18th birthday with dinner and a movie.  I don't even remember the movie we saw but I remember everything else that happened that night.  In order to have time for dinner and a movie.  The movie was pretty crowded and I remember there were people on our row but several seats away from us in both directions.  We were watching the movie and holding hands.  Our hands were joined together in my lap but Kat suddenly changed positions in her chair and when she did it moved our hands right into my crotch.  I instantly got hard and moved our hands back down my lap.  Several minutes went by and she repeated her action and ran the back of her hand along my shaft through my pants.  A groan escaped from my mouth and I moved both of our hands back.   "Are you okay?"  Kat asked. "I'm fine," I replied. Kat and I made out every chance we had but both of our parents were quite strict and it made it challenging for us.  We had not done anything before that night other than make out with each other.   We went back to watching the movie and then she did it again.  This time pushing the back of her hand harder against my shaft.  My cock was so hard and was positioned straight up so that the head was now sticking out over the top of my jeans.  Thankfully my t-shirt covered it.  At this point, I realized she was doing this on purpose and it wasn't an accident.  And it felt like my cock was like a steel rod. "Kat, you are driving me crazy."  I whispered into her ear.  Everyone's going to see how hard I am.  "Okay, but can I feel it one more time?"  she asked? "Okay."  I replied.   She released her hand from mine and ran her palm up my shaft and followed it up under my shirt until her palm touched the head of my cock.  I heard her stifle a gasp and brought her hand quickly to before her face.   "Why is it wet?"  she whispered. "It happens when I get really turned on."  I whispered into her ear. "Does it happen often with me?"  she asked. "All the time." I answered.   She leaned over and gave me kiss.  I can still remember the feel of her sweet lips against mine.  We had kissed several times that night but this time her tongue parted my lips and hungrily sought mine.  That kiss went on for minutes before we both came up for air.   "It really turns me on that I have that affect on you," her whisper was a bit breathy now.  "I've never touched one before." "And it turns me on too but I can't walk outside like this."  I explained. "Okay."  She said leaning up and giving me a short kiss on the lips. We didn't do much but hold hands the second half of the movie but I still can't remember what we saw.  It could have been a major blockbuster record setting movie but it couldn't hold a candle to what happened that evening.  I had managed to soften quite a bit by the time we left and held my drink in such a way that others couldn't see the bulge in my pants.  We got into the car and started the 20 mile drive back to her house.  We were holding hands when she suddenly took my hand and slid it up her shirt to her bra covered breasts.  Her breasts were probably B and it wasn't the first set of breasts I had felt but it was the first time I had ever felt hers.  I was a bit shocked by her move but my hands knew exactly what to do and began kneading her breasts through her bra. Kat gasped, "I didn't think it was fair for me to feel you and you not to feel me." I was excited again and said, "you feel so good."   "Can I feel you again?"  she asked.   "Yes," I replied quickly. She slid across the bench seat and ran her hand up my shaft.  The head was again peeking out of my jeans and she ran her palm along the head again.  I moaned softly.   "Can I see it all?" she asked not even taking her eyes off the head of my cock. "Yes," I managed to get out and reach down and unzipped my pants.  My jeans were so tight that we had to lower them slightly for her to get my cock out and her help was necessary since I was driving.   I heard her breath deeply as she took it in her hand.  "It's so hard.  Does it hurt?"   "Well, it does hurt in a way but it's not bad." I told her. She rubbed her thumb on top of the head and a moan escaped my lips.   "Are you okay?" she asked?   "It just feels so good?" I answered. Kat began to slide her hand up and down the shaft of my cock.  She didn't know anything about technique at that point but it wouldn't have made any difference.  It was less than a minute before my hips were bucking and I began spurting all over her hand and my stomach and chest.  I don't know what happened leading up to those moments.  Once her hand started sliding up and down my shaft, I lost all concept of reality.  Thankfully I didn't wreck the car and got quite proficient at driving and having an orgasm.  Kat took napkins out of the glove box and cleaned both of us up. "I want to do that again," she purred.  "That really turned me on." "You can do that to me anytime you want," I eagerly replied, "that was incredible." As we turned onto the road towards her house, she took her hand and guided my hand into the cup of her right breasts.  I found out that night that she may not have had big breasts but she had big nipples.  They were hard as I rolled them between my finger and thumb and heard her moan.  As we got close to her house, I reluctantly pulled my hand from her breasts.  We usually made out in the car before I walked her to the door and that night there was a little extra as we kissed.  Our hands behaved as we both knew her parents could see into my car in the driveway if they chose to look out the window.  And they chose to do that quite regularly.   Kat also learned my love for teasing and pleasing in public places but more on that later.