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Mutual Surprise

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A real surprise and an experince I've not had in years.


  As I was installing our new air conditioner, I looked at my cell and noticed a text announcement. I checked and it was a text from Siobahn, She was asking if I could stop by and check her bike out for her. I replied that I was in the middle of something and I would drop over when I was done.  She replied “Thanks, it will mutually benefit each of us.”  I assumed she meant we’d be cycling together at some point because we had discussed it before. I finished my job and freshened up before walking over to her house. She met me in her garage and walked her bike over to me. Siobahn had been working around her home so she was dressed far less attractively than usual, but still well appointed in a loose pull over, cut off sweat pants, and flip flops. Her hair was pulled back in a bun, and she looked very cute. I asked her about the bike and why she needed me. She replied that she used to ride regularly, but always had it serviced, and wanted to know if it was worth her while to have it done. We had spoken of riding some rail trails together so I guess she was being proactive. I checked her tires and aside from the pressure they appeared fine. The derailleur gears were in need of lubrication and after I lubed them it shifted smoothly. I told her to buy some brake pads as hers were a bit too worn for my liking. Other than needing a thorough cleaning, the bike was in good shape.  Siobahn excused herself to get a pad and pen to write down what she needed. I continued to clean off the bike, pump up the tires, and do some general maintenance. Being engrossed in what I was doing I lost track of time, and it suddenly occurred to me that she had not returned to the garage. I knocked on the door but got no response. I thought I heard her voice but wasn’t sure. Letting myself in, and calling her name I was sure I now heard her.  Upon entering her TV room I was met with quite a sight. She was sitting on large leather chair, totally nude, legs spread, masturbating. Pinching one stiff nipple and slowly kneading her protruding clit. At first I was speechless and just soaked in the scene before me. She looked up at me and slowly stopped beckoning me to the chair. I sat down and she locked her arm through mine and rested her head on my shoulder. I was at a loss as to what to do next. How does one respond to something like this? She looked at me and said “This is one of those“things”I told you I would like to try.” Further explanation was needed so I let her continue. I had seen her pleasure herself briefly once but we were both deeply engrossed in intimacy and never gave it a second thought. She explained that self pleasure was something she started to engage in some time after her husband’s passing. She wanted no part of the dating scene, but occasionally needed a release. She has always masturbated alone but wondered how it would be together with someone. Her husband wasn’t a fan so she never broached the subject with him. I seemed to be more open so she planned a way to see if it would work between us. I told her all she had to do was ask, but she wasn’t sure as to whether or not I felt the same as her husband. I laid her fears to rest quickly, telling her I had masturbated regularly for what seemed like forever. A woman jerking off a man was a big turn on for me as was watching a woman get herself off. No other words passed between us as she started to unbutton my shirt and began kissing me, skillfully darting her tongue everywhere.  She took off my shirt and continued to tongue my nipples. I was instantly rock hard. Next I felt a tug at my shorts and she swiftly removed them. Now we sat totally naked. I reached over and began kissing her breasts and nipples. She threw her head back and began to sigh softly. I hoped I knew where this was going but I also noticed that I was ministering to my erection, not her. I wasn’t disappointed, just wondering what her plan was. It was soon revealed as she urged me to sit back and watch, and that she would do the same as we pleasured ourselves. Why not?? I watched her as her hands explored her body.  She began running her nails over her breasts and nipples, pulling and pinching them, then running her hand down to her vagina, inserting a finger, and using her thumb to stimulate her now engorged clit. She was entering a state of bliss and was oblivious to everything but us. What was I doing?? Watching intently and stroking, I even started fingering my own nipples as well. I knew I was close but Siobahn wasn’t.  I didn’t plan on cumming together as I was really hoping to watch her experience a self induced orgasm.  She continued to pleasure herself, thrusting one, two, and then three fingers rapidly in and out as well as being very attentive to her clitoris. I kept stroking but slowed a bit to keep my orgasm at bay. Siobahn now began to scrunch up in her chair and squeeze against her legs trapping her hand against her cunt. I knew she was close and she soon stiffened and gave out a long soft sigh as she convulsed in the chair for what seemed like an eternity. The contractions slowly subsided as a glow of satisfaction radiated from her face. I continued slowly stroking and she now urged me to go for it. I was unsure as to whether to rub the frenulum, or just stroke it out. I chose the latter. My legs stiffened and I soon began shooting semen straight out in arcs onto her carpet. Her eyes were wide and expressed surprise at the distance and amount. She was also a bit proud as she softly asked.”Did I cause that??”  We cleaned up, and remained naked. Strangely neither of us was sexually spent.  It was very unusual for me as I usually go limp rather quickly.  We embraced each other and engaged in the kissing we so much enjoy, soft meaningful kisses filled with sincere passion and affection. She soon began stroking my hard on and I resumed breast and nipple play, she sat back down on the chair and spread her legs. I knelt between her legs and began rubbing her breasts and nipples with my surprisingly hard cock. She was fingering herself as well. We were both as passionate as two could get oblivious to everything but our touching and the sensations they produced.  It was then that she reversed direction and started stroking my cock and placing my hand on her now very swollen and wet vagina. In a soft whisper, she uttered one word, “together?” Now, I am suspect regarding cumming at the same time. It sounds great but what are the odds?? In porn the sex, for the most part, is all fake any way so the chances in real life must be astronomical, no matter how much self control you have or how into each other you are. This was the first time I had not lost an erection after orgasm for longer than I cared to remember so I was already “a head” of the game. I replied “absolutely,” not sure myself, but not wanting to disappoint her in any way. We began ministering to each other in a more feverish fashion. She wanted to cum badly, seeming to almost need it, while I was just happy to have her stroking my hard on. As I softly stroked her I felt a warm substance on my cock. Siobahn had managed to apply some oil to my penis which made the sensations even stronger. I knew I was close, but how close was she? I truly wanted to cum together but didn’t know if I could make it. Suddenly she stiffened in my arms and clamped my hand between her legs, I felt liquid running over my hand not a lot but enough. Siobahn continued to stroke as she went up on her tiptoes and kissed me hard, as she did that, her oil soaked hand caused me to press hard against her and shoot what little semen I had left against her leg. It was an experience we will always treasure and one I didn’t think possible. I hadn’t had back to back orgasms since I was in college. She told me that she has had them but this one was way more intense and she had never expelled any fluid. We were spent but held each other close for a while. After composing ourselves and dressing, I left by way of the garage. She followed me out, and as I walked out the door she pulled me to her, kissed me softly and promised to conjure up more “things” for us to do. I now appreciated what her "mutual" comment was all about.  

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