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Justine.... your honest and totally horny recollection about your cycling and swimming has got me so hard and horny that it's inspired me to tell the story of my first sexual encounter.

I was about 15 and regularly masturbated. A year or so before hand I'd wondered why my parents always closed and locked their bedroom door, but when I discovered that the key to my room also fitted their's I found the reason.... a big stash of porn mags in my fathers bedside cabinet. I would pinch one from about two to three or so of the way down hopeful that he wouldn't miss a mag that far down the pile. Eventually he must have... or found a couple of pages stuck together, as the lock changed!

Anyway, back to being 15. I worked every weekend as a DJ for a hospital radio station. We had a small office which housed the record library and a small studio and were based in an office block away from the wards. One Sunday I turned up to do my show to find that we had a visitor to the studio. A girl, about 16 or 17 had come to visit us off one of the wards... quite unusual as patients didn't usually have access to this part of the hospital. She was dressed in silk/satin PJ's and a similar robe. She started getting very friendly with me, sitting on my lap and stuff while trying to present my show.

Afterwards I went into the office to return records to the library and file my playlist report. She followed me in and again sat on my lap, and turned to kiss me. At the same time, she took hold of my hands and put one on her breast and the other between her legs. She was getting me to masturbate her... slipping my hand inside her PJ bottoms and rubbing up and down the crotch of her knickers. At the same time she was gringing her bottom down onto my lap causing an erection to stir in my pants. She pulled her knickers to one side so I was able to feel how juicy her pussy was.

My only regret is that I can't remember how it all ended... I think I must have made my excuses and found a reason to leave. I felt terribly guilty about the whole thing, but provided me with masturbatory material for years.

BTW... Justine.... I'm looking forward to hearing more from you!




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