Continuing Where We Left Off

This happened many moons ago, if not years, but it’s still vivid in my memory. I was living in my first unit, just moved out from home after finishing school and military service. I had no steady girlfriend at the time, but after a messy break up a couple of years earlier my ex and I slowly started to get back in touch. She was living with a new bloke who wasn’t all that much apparently, and she longed for a way to get out of the relationship. She began to find comfort with me, and at some point she became more desperate for the intimate. I didn’t want to be the destroyer of relationships and possibly the target of a betrayed man, so I was pretty careful with how I approached the situation. 

One day she had the day to herself so she asked if she could come down to my place for the evening. I obviously said yes and had some coffee and light food ready for her after the long drive. She arrived, gave me a warm hug as she came through the door and plopped down on the couch. She was just happy to be free for the weekend, things weren’t good so finding a sanctuary with me was a relief. 

We had some food and talked for hours about how things went. As darkness fell she had moved closer to me, aiming for my armpit as if she needed closeness. Soon the conversation had turned into more sexual related stuff - we nearly ended up doing it with each other way back, but it never got any further. Now I was quizzed on my experience, which wasn’t much at the time, and towards how I enjoyed myself. I had asked her in my adolescent curiosity and stupidity when we were together about how she did it, but she wasn’t comfortable then on talking about it. Things had apparently changed now.. 

“Do you like to do it in front of a mirror watching yourself? All naked or with clothes on?”

I tried to answer as best as I could:

“I…ehm, don’t have a mirror I can use like that but I like doing it watching myself if I can. It’s best doing it in the nude being all exposed and open”

Now she’d moved even closer, almost onto her side leaning towards me, so close she only needed to whisper. 

“Do you like to do it with others? Have you ever tried that..?”

“Eehhmm…a mate and I used to explore things together many years ago, doing it in the same room watching each other…and porn obviously, we were just boys, but I’m not gay or anything..!”

I was caught completely off guard, both by the questions but also that she was almost lying in my lap at this time. I was stammering and searching for words. 

“So you have tried that have you…did you ever help out your mate or did you just watch each other?”

She had anticipation in her voice, I could feel she was moving her hips in ways I hadn’t seen before. I had never told anyone this but now I was about to spill the beans on childhood memories. I told her we sucked each other but never came in the mouth, that we both enjoyed it and did it on several occasions. But it never went further than that, and that most of the time we were watching porn magazines and wanking off to those. I was being honest saying it is still something I would like to do, being naked with someone else and just do whatever we want with each other - no inhibitions or shame. 

Now she was clearly horny. One hand was between her legs gently massaging herself through the pants as I was telling her about my boyhood escapades. But then, as I was getting near the end of my story her hand quickly and suddenly moved from her crotch to mine, one flat hand rapidly rubbing the erected limb constrained under my jeans. 

“But you’ve never done it like that with a girl have you! This story has made me sooo horny…please, can’t we do it here and now…I’ve never done it with someone I care for and trust..”

She looked me straight in my eyes, a huge smile of both anticipation and excitement, and nervousness. She had just dropped a bombshell and I was lost for words. Her hand had found my dick and squeezed it, I could feel her breath on my face. I don’t know why but I reached out a hand gently touching her breast, she gasped quietly and pushed herself towards it. I moved it further down towards her waist and felt the smooth material of her thin pants on my hand. I inched it slowly down and felt a warm, soft sensation as I reached her area. She sighed, like she felt a relief from a long time without someone touching her. 

Now things moved on quickly, it didn’t take long before we got undressed to nothing but our underwear. We sat opposite each other on the couch, me in my green boxer shorts and she in her white bras and small panties. I felt like when I was with my mate back in the days - free, liberated and allowed to do what I usually did when I was alone. I was so turned on by it all, and by what was in front of me. A girl who wanted to do something so intimate as pleasing herself together with me. 

We didn’t say much, just looking at each other and allowing whatever happened happen. She was laying back, one hand on her breast and the other on her mound massaging herself, I did the same touching myself through the soaked front of my boxers. I couldn’t hold on much more so I flipped out my hard one and started to wank slowly, she followed suit and pulled aside the panties revealing a wet pussy with a small puff of dark blonde hair around it. She gently pushed two fingers inside of it, and I could hear how wet she was. Her eyes closed and she breathed hard when she found the spot, moving her hand in circles on it. I pulled off my shorts and held my dick in a firm grip, feeling the adrenaline rush and the joy of exposure added to the pleasure. I leaked precum and loved the feeling of it coming down on my hand. I wasn’t far from coming just looking at her pleasing herself, and when she pulled off the small piece of cloth covering her vagina I had to really focus not to reach the top. She spread her legs wider and began to rub herself harder, and I did the same. I began to move my hips up and down, breathing through my mouth, wanting to come but delay it as much as I could. Now she changed between plunging her fingers into the wet hole and rubbing her clitoris, watching me as I was steadily pulling my hard limb. I felt it growing, expanding and getting more sensitive, I wasn’t far away. I could see was getting closer, short breaths, wide open eyes fixated on what I was doing. I stared at her moves, one hand spreading the lips and the other flipping her knob like crazy. She gasped for air, let out small, high pitched sounds , and thrusting her hips up pressing her mound to her hands. I went for it, released all stops and soon felt the twitching inside of me. Point of no return. 

I came first, feeling it rumbling through the inside of me and exploding out of my dick. I was moving everywhere as a huge load of sperm shot out in a rush of wellness and relief. I couldn’t stop, it just went on forever. I had cum all up to my chest, and my dick felt like it would erupt in my hand. It was the best orgasm ever, a deep deep feeling of comfort and pleasure like nothing else. 

She had watched the whole thing, but now she went for it. Two fingers were like pistons in and out of her wet cave, the other furiously rubbing her sweet spot. She moaned and whimpered until til she almost stopped, her face almost contorted before she came with a huge scream. Buckling and turning, kicking one leg as she grabbed her pussy and pushed out the final spasms of her huge orgasm. She almost squirted, grunted out the last bits of release and fell down with two fingers inside her pussy. 

After we had calmed down and cleaned up ourselves we sort of did more stuff that’s not exactly masturbation, let’s just say it involved oral sex between a male and a female. And then some.