Mutual Masturbation with Kay, Round 2

Kay and I didn’t always masturbate when we were together. Usually, our lovemaking was several hours of me pleasuring her. She was so hot and erotic, as far as I was concerned, that just giving her pleasure was enough for me. I could spend hours working over her nipples with my hands and mouth, teasing her clit with my fingers or tongue, or when I could see she was hot enough, sticking two fingers deep in her cunt and feeling for her g-spot with the “come hither” motion. She didn't seem too interested in my penis or in fucking.  When we did masturbate together, it was somehow the sexiest, most intimate thing we did together. She said so herself, months after we stopped seeing each other. Coming from a middle class family, I admired Kay’s upper class upbringing (even though when I asked her to describe herself as a teenager, she said “juvenile delinquent"). She had a refined, ladylike way of saying things like “When I stimulate myself” or “Sometime when we are together I would like you to penetrate me anally.”  Kay had another man in her life, her real boyfriend. Theirs was a more out-in-the-open, socially-driven relationship. They had gone to the same private school and their families belonged to the same country club. It was assumed that they would get married eventually. Ours was more of an illicit relationship; something you kept in secret. I should have felt jealousy, and maybe I did some, but I also sensed that I was closer to her than he was, and felt good about that. We had a natural bond, mentally and physically. I was not in a serious relationship at the time, but was dating one or two other women casually. On the day of our second and very spontaneous mutual masturbation—a Saturday—I knew she had a date with Roger, some black tie affair at the country club, and I had a casual date that would probably end with sex. Didn’t expect to see her that day, but ran into her at the library around 3:00 in the afternoon. It was slightly awkward. We talked for a minute, then suddenly we were in her car speeding to her house! We went straight up the stairs to her bedroom, stripped down to our underwear without even touching or kissing, and flopped onto her bed, side by side on our backs. We kissed wildly and I slid my hand inside her panties. She was wet and her hips lifted involuntarily as my middle finger slid over her clitoris. Her wetness and that little move told me how desirous she was, and my mouth instantly went over her right nipple. I sucked hard while I rolled her clit under my fingertip. Her hips kept lifting off the bed like she wanted more than just my finger. I took a deep breath, laid back on the bed and said “You are going out with Roger tonight. We shouldn’t be doing this.” She looked at me for a second and then reached under her bed and produced the massager from its new hiding place. OMG! She lifted her hips and pulled her panties all the way down and kicked them off her feet. Matching her, I lifted my butt off the bed and pulled my boxers down over my erect penis and then all the way off me. Kay turned the massager on and brought it to her clit. I watched as she soaked up the strong vibrations and then pulled it away from her pussy. Instead of switching it off and laying it over her thigh as she had done before, she moved it over me and put that cup attachment right around the head of my dick. OH MY GOD! It was INTENSE!!! I would cum in less than a minute if she kept it there! But then she pulled it away and put it back on her clit. I could feel her hips making a deep depression in the mattress as she pulled her pussy away from the massager and then lifted to push into it again, as if she was fucking. My dick was throbbing and dripping as I played with it lightly. This was SO erotic and SO forbidden. Both of us should be saving ourselves for our dates that night, not being naked and having an orgasm together!  Finally she rode it all the way to a body-shaking, bed-shaking orgasm. No sooner had her orgasm subsided a bit than she put the vibrator cup around head of my penis again and forcibly held it there until I went over the edge and filled that cup with my cum. She even kept it there a little too long, to the point where I was wincing at the strong sensations on the now-too-sensitive tip of my penis. She turned it off and laid it over her stomach, my cum still dripping out of it and forming a small puddle on her belly skin. We laid there with our chests heaving as we released all the tension that had built up inside our bodies. When she finally took a normal breath again, Kay said “I won’t even TRY to rationalize how THAT happened!”  We cleaned up, put our clothes on, and she drove me back to my car. I couldn't suppress a naughty grin as I slid behind the wheel and drove out of the parking lot, knowing we had just broken all the rules and gone for it!