Enhanced Co-Ed Masturbation with a Good Friend

I spent almost 3 decades in the military with regular drug tests so I have not touched a single controlled substance in that entire span of time.  I was an occasional drinker but seldom drank to excess because of my focus on fitness and nutrition. 

I am very good friends with the owners of a local gym I’ve used for over 20 years.  The owner’s wife Angie and I get along like siblings and I never thought of her sexually because of my respect for her husband and their committed relationship.  However…on one occasion we did end up talking about cardio and she casually mentioned that she preferred the recumbent bike because she had a piercing that made riding the bike in that position very pleasant and that’s why she’d sometimes do a full hour on the bike.  With her admission I felt the door was open to admit I preferred the recumbent as well because there was less pressure on my ‘taint’ and sometimes, if things were oriented in the right direction the friction of the spandex undergarments would cause a massive erection that would remain the whole duration.  We had a good nervous laugh at each other and that was about it. 

A few weeks ago, I needed to drop my truck off for some work so she agreed to pick me up and drive me back to the gym while the maintenance was completed.  After she picked me up, I rode with her to drop her son off at school, then she asked if I minded if she stopped for a “smoke break” before we went back to the gym.  I sort of suspected she liked the herb from previous hints and a few times her eyes seemed a bit red and glossy.  

 She parked on their farm property behind the house in a wooded area, her husband was away at work and she said they had agreed she would not smoke in the house.  After parking, she pulled out a little wooden box she called a “dugout” that had a littlemetal pipe that looked like a cigarette. She worked a bit of bud into the open end and lit up.  I immediately remembered the smell and was taken back to my teenage years.  After a couple of hits, she repacked it and passed it to me, I didn’t really think about it, I just took it and lit up.  The smoke instantly burned my lungs and I broke into an uncontrollable coughing fit, my eyes watered and I thought I’d choke to death.  I was reminded of chem-warfare training whenw e got to inhale some tear gas just to know how it felt.  By the time I got my breath back, the buzz had already begun. 

My subsequent hits were easier to deal with because I only inhaled about half as much each time. She repacked it and we handed it back and forth a couple of times and before I knew it, I was thoroughly baked. The music suddenly sounded marvelous and I got insanely thirsty.  I also felt the most intense rush of arousal in my groin, a sensation I had never noticed or experienced in my teenage years (it was probably always there back then). Within a few minutes I had a throbbing erection that felt all too uncomfortable confined in my spandex shorts and gym pants.  I shifted in my seat and casually tried to adjust my pulsating cock and as luck would have it, Angie was looking right at me when I tried the casual adjustment. She started laughing and said something about how powerful the stuff was, how it caused all sorts of side effects. I joked and said it was way better than riding a recumbent bike.  We both broke out into a laughing fit which took the awkwardness away.  She said it did the same thing to her and make some obvious undergarment adjustment herself.  I said something about how uncomfortable it made tight clothing feel and she said I was free to make myself comfortable if I would like. 

I reached my hand down inside my pants and rearranged my cock so it didn’t feel so confined.  I could not believe how erotic it felt to hold my bare cock in my hand right beside my female friend.  I also couldn’t resist give it a bit of a squeeze with my fingers wrapped around my shaft.  I could feel my heart beating in my head and don’t know if I’ve ever had a harder erection in my life.  I was sort of lost in the moment and my hand stayed in my pants, slowly massaging and rubbing my shaft and head.  Angie had a few more hits and I finally realized she was watching my crotch as I was openly masturbating right beside her.  She finally sort of half whispered, “you can take it out of you want, I don’t mind”.  That’s all it took, I had my pants and shorts down to my ankles in a flash, the warm sunlight felt exceptional on my bare cock and balls and I could feel the warm leather seat under my bare ass andsuddenly wondered if she had ever sat naked in this passenger seat.  I reclined the seat back a bit as I slowly fucked my fist while she watched in utter fascination. I was so aroused I didn’t want to cum too fast but also felt more in control than usual.  I asked if she ever got this horny when she smoked and she said every time.  At that she also half lifted herself and pushed your yoga pants and g-string down.  I was hypnotized by her clean-shaven little lips with just a glint of a gold bead of her clitoral hood piercing.  I’m not sure I’ve ever seen such a shade of red in labia majora before, she was clearly also very aroused.  She also reclined slightlyand started rubbing her fingers up and down between her lips.  I could see her juices instantly moisten her fingertips and was dying to taste her juices. She told me she would smoke and jill off every morning just like this before going back to the gym.  I told her I also jacked off regularly but usually just reading erotica or watching various porn videos.  The weed made the whole experience feel much more pure (I don’t have the vocabulary to describe it any better). 

As we sat there watching each other, I swear my cock grew harder and bigger than I had ever seen it before.  I would let go of it when I would get close and it would just bounce in time with my heart beat.  She was rubbing her clit back and forth at this point, commenting on how hard I had gotten and how cool it was to see it throb on its own.  Her comments on watching me were as arousing as any contact I’d ever had with a woman.  I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came and since I was wearing black pants, I knew I’d need somewhere to unload with leaving evidence.  I asked if she kept any napkins in the car anywhere and she asked if I was going to cum, I said obviously I would soon so she said hold on. She contorted herself in her seat, then took off her shoe then her ankle sock and handed it to me and said I could just cum in her sock. 

I’ve never really had a foot fetish but I did discover years ago that some really fluffy women’s socks feel exquisite to masturbatewith.  The sudden thought of cumming in a warm, slightly sweaty sock that just came off her foot was about all it took.  A little stream of precum started trickling down my shaft as she was handing me the sock.  I tried to trap it with my fingers and shesaw it and said OMG its so clear, let me have a taste.  I reached my hand over and she took my fingers in her mouth and sucked the precum hungrily off them, and instantly started moaning and really jilling her clit in high speed.  I asked if I could taste her and she happily obliged, she offered her hand and I hungrily lapped her juices off her fingers.  The taste was mildly salty with a very slight hint of bittersweet and I desperately wanted to bury my tongue deep inside her.  As she returned to rubbing her clit, I carefully slid her ankle sock over my cock and just held it there while I watched her enter the throes of orgasmic ecstasy.  It didn’t take long for her rhythm to start sounding all wet and sloshy.  I could hear her fingers sloshing around her little wet lips I lost all control and started pumping my own jizz into her sock.  My own orgasm seemed to last for minutes instead of seconds, I sort of went into a dream like state and could feel my prostate spasm and felt like my semen came all the way up from the backs of my legs and down from my solar plexus.  That was without question, the most intense and powerful orgasm I had ever experienced, I didn’t want it to stop and continued stroking my shaft inside that slimy sock for a few more minutes until the feelings finally subsided.

We both laid there in the sunlight for an indeterminate period of time, both lost in a dream like trance before thirst overcame us both and we tried to regain composure.  I slid her soaked sock off my cock and handed it back to her.  To my complete and utter surprise, she bent down and put her foot right back into the sock and said she loved walking around in public with a load of cum in her clothes.  She said her husband would frequently jack off into her panties before she left the house and she’d leave then on most of the day just to smell it each time she went to the bathroom. 

We see each other regularly at the gym and there is no awkwardness and neither one of us have said a word about it.  I guess she’s as cool with it as I am but that experience has become the object of my solo time fun.