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Me and Jessica

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Me and Jessica by MarcsterbatorI can remember my first time masturbating with someone. I had learnedhow to masturbate sometime ago when I was quite young but this was byfar at the time my most exciting experiance.It was back when I first started highschool, my parents had left for theweekend and I had to take care of the house. My two cousins that wereyounger then me, came over to stay for the weekend. Tom who was 14 andJessica who was 13. Jessica was just reaching the time in life whengirls become women, and I had never really noticed it on her untile thatfirst night....It was getting late, Tom and I had been watching t.v. and I decided togo to bed. I went to go into the washroom and when I went in, I foundJessica standing there completly naked fingering her hairless slit. Herface was red, she had sweat glistening down her chest. When she saw meshe gave me a big smile and then stuck two fingers completly in hercunt. I was amazed, I didn't know what to say. I close the door andwent into my room.A few min. latter, I heard a knock on my door, it was Jessica. She camein and I was kind of embaresed. She asked me if I liked what I saw. Ididn't know what to say it was my cousin. Finnally after sometime sheasked me if she could see what my penis looked like. She thought thatit would be only fair since I had seen her and she was really curiiousto see what one looked like.I really didn't feel comfortable so I told her that I would take off myunderware only if she would. She agreed and befor long we were bothsitting in my room completly naked. Jessica hadn't really fullydeveloped, her breasts weren't really there they were mostly nipples,her cunt was hairless but it looked to be almost fully developed. Shesat there for so long, staring at my now very hard cock. THe next thing I know she asked if she could touch my cock, I agreed andthen after that she was jerking my hard cock furiously. It felt so goodto see my naked cousing playing with my cock, her nipples were pressedright up against me she then started to play with my balls, I was almostready to cum when Joel walked into the room. He smiled and droped hispants and started to jerk off, he seemed to really enjoy the show. Iwas amazed, so many new things, with in seconds I shot the most cum thatI have ever shot in my life...It was the beggining of some of the best times that I ever had in mylifeWhat happens next is anouther story that I will tell someother time,"The Hoover" by Anonymous . . . . .Nancy and I have lived here on the seventh floor at the Highlandfor nearly two years. The folks next door, Leo and Marcie, wentout of their way to welcome us when we moved in and we've beenclose friends ever since. We get together to visit, play cardsor share pizza. Sometimes, I'll watch football with Leo whilethe ladies complain about us.When Leo is out of beer, he is welcome to my stash and the samethe other way around. When we need a cup of sugar or Marcieneeds an egg, we just use our keys and help ourselves. Werespect each other's privacy, yet look out for each other.We often tease each other a lot, but never cross the line.This last Saturday, it was my wife's turn to work at the adagency and that made it my turn to clean the apartment. When Iclean, I do it nude, work hard, and get it all done in about twohours. The last is the bathroom, washing the floor, sink,toilet, and finish by scrubbing the shower -- and me!Leo and Marcie were out of town last week, so we took care oftheir apartment and gathered their mail. Around 10 o'clock, Iwas busy running the vacuum when the motor suddenly stopped. Ithought I had gone beyond the reach of the wire. When I turnedaround, there was Marcie! I quickly covered myself with myhands! "Oh Hi!", I stammered. She just looked at me for a longmoment. While looking down at my hands, she mumbled somethingabout picking up the mail. Still covering myself, I motionedtoward the kitchen. "It's on the table," I said. Marcie stepped into the kitchen as I just stood there, sort ofhiding behind the handle of the Hoover. She came back and satnext to a pile of towels on the couch, near where I was, goingthrough the mail. "Oh!", she said, "A postcard from John andTerri! You remember John and Terri!". She handed me the card,looking to my crotch as I reached to take it. "Beautifulbeach there, huh? . . beautiful gals, huh?" She was right, thebeach and the girls were real nice. The talk of girls got mymind running and I became aware of the beginnings of arousal. She laid out The Chronicle on her lap. "So what happened whilewe were gone?", she asked, looking straight at my swelling penis,not at the paper at all. "Not much," I said, as I stepped between Marcie and the coffeetable and reached past her to get a towel. "Let me cover myselfa bit," I mumbled. Marcie held up her palm like a policeman tostop me. "Don't bother!" It was too late! By that time, I hadrun right into her and her open hand was right smack on mygenitals! With my hands already on the top towel, I stopped,frozen and gasped in surprise. Marcie gripped my penis in her hand and looked up at me. I wastoo shocked to speak. "You go on and finish cleaning. I'll justgo over the mail here until Nancy gets home." I looked at her indisbelief. "She'll probably be home soon", she added whilewatching me.Her warm hand was intoxicating and I was quickly growing. Shetightened on me. I was too astonished to say anything. "OK?",she added with a questioning tone. I nodded and triedhalfheartedly to back away. She still had me in her grip. As Imoved away, she tugged on me. When I reached down, she finallyreleased me. Her eyes were glued to my penis, now half lifted from my hairycrotch, thick and long. With a mixture of modesty and arousal,I covered my cockhead with my hand, replacing her hand with myown.Still watching her, I grasped the handle of the Hoover with myfree hand and kicked the on switch. When nothing happened,Marcie jumped up and walked quickly past me, caressing my butt asshe passed. "I'm sorry, I unplugged you!" With a roar, theHoover started and I was back to vacuuming. I knew that Marcie would walk past again, so I tried to watch forher from the corner of my eye. I knew that I somehow missed herwhen I suddenly felt a soft, warm hand between my legs, touchingthe back of my balls. I responded by quickly closing my legs. Just that fast, she was past me and back on the couch, leaving meeven more aroused than before. I tried to cover myself with my left hand as I continued working. Finally, I had to reach out with my free hand to keep the wireaway from the vacuum. I just knew that she was watching as Ibobbed up and down with every step forward and then back as Ivacuumed. Finally, the only area left was directly in front ofMarcie. I paused for a second, considering calling the jobfinished when she lifted her feet up from the foot stool. Ilooked at her, knowing that she had read my mind. She justsmiled! I couldn't quit now! I moved the foot stool and began again, this time with my hardpenis pointed straight at her! Marcie sat there watching,completely ignoring her mail. Blushing, I tried to covermyself again. Finally done, I turned my back to her as I started to windup the wire. I should have moved farther away as she wassuddenly between my legs again! "Don't get it caught there!",she giggled. I blushed, held myself again and tried to wiggleaway from her touch. "Marcie!!" I was only half done with thewire and couldn't move yet.She giggled and returned to the couch. She had gotten me ratheraroused. With my back to her, I hoped she wouldn't see mesecretly pulling on myself with my free hand as I finishedwinding the wire. I may not have been discreet enough, but in mystate, it was just something I felt the need to do.I left to put the vacuum away, already dripping with arousal. Iknew that as I walked past her to put the thing in the kitchencloset that I would have to walk right past her again in orderto get to the bathroom, next on the schedule for cleaning. Ididn't know whether I should try to hide myself or just marchright by. Finally, with an urge for exhibitionism, I decided toshow it all. Sticking out like a little tree limb, I started forthe bathroom. Right as I passed her, she interrupted me. "Bob?", she called. Istopped and turned toward her, my penis now just a foot or twofrom her eyes. She didn't even look up at me. "Ahmmm .. . . ohnothing". I blushed again and instinctively sought to covermyself again. When she began to smile, I looked down andrealized that instead of hiding myself, I had grabbed myself! Iquickly let go, bouncing free. Realizing that she didn't haveanything to say, I turned and left her.Watching my bouncing penis in the reflection, I made quick workof the mirror and sink. I half-expected Marcie to follow, butwas relieved to have some privacy. Facing the mirror, I stoppedto stroke myself cautiously. I was pretty backed up andtightened my muscles, thrusting my pelvis toward the glass,thinking about that tease out on the couch and her touch in mycrouch. I closed my eyes and continued stroking. With heavy breath andblinding arousal, I stroked myself quickly up the magic hill. Just then, I heard something! Looking in the mirror, I wasstartled to see Marcie standing right next to me! I knew Ishould quit my effort, but was too far along. I looked at herhelplessly and just kept stroking. I seemed to have the presenceof mind to know that my reputation with her was now changed forgood and wondered whom she would tell! "I'm too much for ya, huh?" I just looked at her with glassyeyes, pulling myself furiously now. "Gonna have to have Nancy take better care of you, huh?" "Boy! No modesty in you!", she added. I shook my head, gaspingfor air, and concentrated on the image and feel of her handbetween my legs.I felt it coming and closed my legs, gripping my thighs together. The tension and pressure that quickly built up was suddenlyreleased in deep long contractions. With great pleasure, Isquirted the mirror once, twice and then once more until the nextspurts fell into the sink. Exhausted, I collapsed against thesink, catching my breath. "That was OK, wasn't it? But, why did you start withoutme?!!", she giggled."You are hard on a guy!", I responded. "Leo says the same, dear, Leo says the same!", she giggled.I smiled playfully and then anxiously when Marcie added with agiggle, "And I can't wait till I tell Nancy!"Wanting a measure of privacy, I turned away from her slightly asI cleaned my ejaculate from the glass and sink and wondered whenshe would leave. Instead, she turned and leaned against thecounter right next to me. As my passion waned, my sense of embarrassment grew. Even thoughI had just masturbated in front of her, it seemed that I shouldwait for her to leave before I showered. Waiting ingrowing discomfort, I looked in the mirror and marveled at mysoft but still thick penis and what I had just done. In theawkward silence, I finally looked up at her. Our eyes didn'tmeet -- she was looking at my penis too!Margie interrupted the silence as she reached to me. "You'redripping!", she said as she pointed at me.She laughed as she watched my whole body blush. Flustered, I hidmy penis in my hand and laughed with her. Since my first orgasmhad come so quickly, my arousal was quickly rebuilding. I knew that I was holding myself, but I wasn't aware that my handwas moving.She giggled again. "More?"What had started out as simple nudity with the vacuum, became unintentional exposure when she came to the bathroom and nowbecame overt exhibitionism. It was so illicit and exciting! Andsince she had already noted my slight stroking, I acted openly.Then, turning my back to her, I reached into the shower andturned the water on. When she didn't touch me immediately, Irelaxed and deliberately opened my thighs to expose my butt andball sac as I adjusted the temperature. Surely, she must haveknown that my exposure was clearly intentional but she chose toignore me.Finally, I was behind the wrinkled glass shower door and anxiousto continue.She started talking about the trip her and Leo were on, thetraffic and the hotels. I knew that she was watching me, butshe made it seem so natural, so OK, that I started masturbatingopenly again, still bantering with her. With my recent orgasm, it was a lot harder to cum again and Istopped chatting as I started losing my voice. My growingpassion didn't stop her from telling me about Leo's reaction to aparticular lady on the beach. Marcie laughed as she describedhis erection pointing up in his swim suit and how she had justreached over to jack him off.Deep in passion, I lost my voice and hardly listened anymore. With the wrinkled glass, I couldn't be tell if she waswatching me as I hoped. I became more exhibitionistic the moreI became aroused. Finally, I turned to face her, cupping myballs and pulling on myself furiously. My straight cock and tight balls were no more than a inch or twofrom the glass and this first experience with exhibitionism wasoverwhelming. She stopped her story telling as I groaned and had anotherorgasm. Physically drained, I leaned against the shower wallsuntil I regained enough strength to finally take my shower.I was drying off when my wife stepped into the hall. "HiNancy!", Marcie shouted out. "It's nice to be back home!", sheyelled back. "Your hubby had trouble vacuuming with me on the couch reading mymail! It was fun bothering him!" "Poor hubby!", my wife teased."I slipped back here quietly when he was supposed to be cleaningand saw him working on himself instead!", Marcie explainedplayfully. My wife looked at me and started giggling. "She caught you!! You NAUGHTY boy, you!" she said as she playfully held me in herhand. "You know, Nancy, I think he's a bit of a showoff!", Marcielaughed.Pulling away from her, I wrapped up in the towel. "I'll get evenwith you! BOTH of you!", I promised with a smile. "We'll see! We'll see! . . . . In the meantime, I'm starving!",my wife exclaimed. "Let's have lunch!".I quickly dressed and joined them, marveling at how natural andwonderfully ordinary the experience with Marcie and now, my wife,seemed. I could get used to this!On the Road by AnonymousStan - thanx for the Page - keep it up (pun intended) .. An interestingthing happened on the way back from somewhere else just this past Friday -to whit:As I was returning from a service call to a small town in the southern part ofa neighboring county, I saw her moving in the line of traffic to my left. Asthe cars shuffled through traffic lights and past shopping centers, she drewever closer. I could tell she was a nice-looking young woman in a businesssuit - blouse and jacket and, I was to learn, a skirt. When she finally drewabreast of my van, I saw an opened briefcase on the passenger seat partiallyblocking my view; however, I could tell she was wearing a short skirt and nostockings. As usual, I had my pants around my knees and my dick was in myhand. As luck will sometimes do, my line of traffic bogged down and she movedahead. As we neared the edge of town, traffic thinned and allowed me to onceagain pull alongside her just before we got to the last light as it turnedred. I stopped just back from the line and raised slightly in my seat, givingher a look as she pulled up to the light. She raised up and pulled her skirtoff and laid it on the (still-open) briefcase. I tried to find a position Icould see but there was only one small "hole" between the briefcase andseatback that allowed me to see her with a finger on her clit. The lightchanged to green - damn ! - and we moved out side-by-side. By now her thighswere quivering and my hard-on was ready to explode - I had to be careful notto cum on the steering wheel. I could not maintain my line-of-sight as we weremoving but could see enough to visualize it. She had a good look at what I wasdoing. We rode like this for about fifteen miles to the interstate and thenanother twenty or so to where she got off. I wanted her to pull off at a restarea, but could not get her attention - or maybe she just didn't want to -?-Anyway, she went on - I stopped by myself, drove around to some parking areasin the back and jacked-off. It was good, and will be better. I will see heragain ... ... ...