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My First College Experience: Masturbating with Alice

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: uskin9medi Posted on: 10 Sep 2004 1 comments
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Hmmm...let's see: I've just arrived to college, and I'm living in a co-ed dorm full of many single, attractive girls. I never thought dorm life would result in this...I want to share with everyone the story of the first time I masturbated in front of another person. It happened my freshman year of college, when I had just turned 18. It was with a girl, who for anonymity's sake I'll call 'Alice.' She and I were not, I suppose, technically dating at the time, but we would later be involved in a very serious relationship for the next year and a half. At the time of this story, however, we had both just arrived at the Big Ten University we were attending, and were both slowly becoming adjusted to the unique life that college offers.For me, it was a big change from my previous, 'before college,' life. I had come from a small, isolated town and was not used to the big city that I was now in. Fitting in was rather difficult, and although Id like to think it was easy, I had a rough time of it. Part of what helped the transition was my early friendship with Alice. I think that it was nearly a case of love at first sight. It was interesting; in many things, she was my exact opposite, and in others, we were nearly identical. I was from a small town; she was from a large city. We had the same views politically; we were from two completely different religious backgrounds. She even looked different from all the girls in my hometown: they were all blonds with blue eyes, while Alice had dark black hair and intense brown eyes.I think I was immediately attracted to her, in part, because of her looks. She was beautiful. My height, 5', 7', she was thin, but not miserably so-- maybe 135lbs, or a little more. She has incredible breasts, but sadly, I don't remember their measurements. If I had to guess, I'd say 38C. She had a great smile and a generous ass-- good for me, because I am a bit focused on larger asses. Almost as quickly, I was attracted to her for her intellectual abilities as well. She was incredibly smart and a quick thinker. We could always have great discussions. In fact, our early relationship was absorbed in numerous all-night talks on any and all subject matters.And, invariably, because this was a college, we did get down to talking about sex. I remember the very night when it started, because we quickly realized that this was a conversation we wanted to have more privacy in which to talk. The lounge in our dorm quickly became filled up with other students wanting to hang out and watch TV, which was no good. My roommate was intent of showing some of his computer science buddies his new video card or something like that, so my dorm room was out. However, success in our search came when we checked out her room. To our dismay, her roommate was in there talking to the two guys ("Adam" and "Jake") who lived in the room next to my own. They didn't want to leave, but they did offer Alice and I their room so we could 'be alone and talk some more.' Five minutes, there we were, having our little chat about sex in someone else's room, sitting across from each other on opposite ends of Adam's bed.At first it was the usual questions, how old were you when you first: kissed someone, touched a girl's breast/ had a guy touch your breasts, French kissed, etc. I was clearly a late bloomer in these categories, however, I was no longer a virgin and she was (and announced her intent to be for a very long time). Then it started getting downright explicit, and we began sharing stories of our experiences. I told her about the time I had sex with my high school girlfriend in the downstairs basement of my parent's house while they were upstairs watching TV. She told me about how she had been grinding with a guy in a car and he had cum in his jeans. We both laughed as she told me how she asked her mother, rather embarrassed, if she could get pregnant if his semen soaked though his jeans into hers. Her mother was mortified, and asked what she had done. She told her, and her mother seemed to be relieved, glad that her daughter had only done *that* at this point, and not something else awful, like, *gasp,* oral sex!I then asked Alice if she had ever gone down on a guy. She said she had. I asked her how it was and she replied it was okay. She said she was a bit scared at first, but then got used to it. She was also a bit exasperated at how long it took for her to make him orgasm. She said she got him close, and then took it out and used her hand to bring him off. Then came the question that forever changed our relationship.She asked me how long I took to orgasm.Already, my mind was racing. Was she asking about when I masturbate? No, surely not."Do you mean when a girl is giving me oral sex," I asked her."Yeah," she said.I patiently tried to explain to her that, while I enjoyed blowjobs a lot, I don't get the same out of them as most guys. In fact, I've really only orgasmed from oral sex once."Wow," she said.Then: "Well, how long did that take you?""A long time, maybe twenty minutes or more," I told her."Oh." She paused in thought."How long does it normally take you to come?" She now asked.I decided at this point to turn the tables on her. I asked her: "Well, how long does it take you?"Suddenly her face turned bright red. The sexual tension in the room, already precipitously high, shot up a huge degree with her reaction. Apparently, so did my Penis. I could feel it beginning the early tingles that would ultimately bring on an erection. I'm sure my face started to redden when I saw hers.She looked at me. "You, mean....when I....do myself?" She asked me, so afraid to say it that 'do myself' came out as a bare whisper.She quickly followed, "I mean, I've never talked to anyone about masturbation before!"And with her saying the word 'masturbation,' my penis was no longer just in the process of getting hard, it went to a full fledged hard-on. I could feel my whole lower half of my body, and especially in the midsection, warming up.And I began to tell her about my masturbation. I told her when I first started, about six years ago; it was a very quick affair-- no more than two minutes of humping the corner of my bed (for that was my very first method) and it was climax city. By the time I reached the ripe old age of 15, I discovered two things: the first, how to use my hand to bring me off, and two, that making it last longer makes it so much more enjoyable; thus for the past three years, it takes me routinely twenty-five to forty-five minutes to orgasm (not that I still could have a nice come inside of five minutes if I ever wanted or needed to). The whole time I was talking, the sexual tension in the room is climbing in droves. Her face continued to remain red, and first she was very fidgety. As I talked longer, she did begin to calm down a bit. She also began, ever so subtly, to move closer toward me on the bed. I had been more or less lying down on my back, my head on the pillow, and my feet planted on the floor, my body at a crooked angle. She laid down on her side, her left arm now propping her head up, her whole body along the length of the bed coming about up to my chest. I saw her occasionally glance at my crotch, where now doubt she had noticed the outline of my very hard penis. I decided, after talking about my masturbation for a while, to shake things up again.I told her she hadn't answered my question.She got even *redder,* if such a thing was even possible, and again found it difficult to speak.But then: looking down at the mattress, being unable to look me in the eye, I suppose, she slowly and deliberately began to tell me about her masturbation, in every detail as I had related to her of mine. She said she could get off very quickly, and a minute and a half if she wanted to, but only if she was very aroused (as in the case of the boy ejaculating in his pants after grinding with her). Most of the time, it took her quite a while to get worked up to the point of orgasm, as she saw it, which was fifteen to twenty minutes. And that broke open the floodgates. From that point on, we talked for the next hour and a half about our masturbation: how old we were when we started, had we ever been caught, where we like to do it. I found out that she has never talked with anyone else about it, while I told her that I had admitted to a girlfriend in high school that I did it (friends reaction: So? Doesn't everyone?). She told me about how she reads about it in Cosmo and other magazines like that and got ideas of new techniques to try from there.All this time we were talking, we had been slowly moving closer and closer to each other on the bed. Before long, she had wrapped her legs around my hip, and I could feel her thigh over my hard-on. Her breasts were pressing into my chest, an arm was wrapped around my waist, and her face was more or less rested on my neck, and when she spoke, still so embarrassed it was only in whispers, her breath would not just tickle the side of my neck, but it would send unbelievable sensations down my whole body.In short, I was ready to explode. Only by sheer control and willpower was I able to keep myself from orgasming right there. And keeping the discussion almost intellectual, as our other talks had been about art and politics and that like. I noticed that she, too, was as aroused and squirming a bit. I noticed her crotch was about level with my lower thigh, just above the knee, and she was ever-so-lightly grinding it into my leg. After a while, I could've sworn I felt my leg get the tiniest bit wet damn near where it made contact with her crotch-- and this notion just made me go insane. She was getting off right in front of me!!!!Neither of us would say anything about it though. We continued our talk, and it veered into the area of technique. I explained to her that I did it more or less the standard way, lying on a bed pumping my cock up and down with my hand wrapped around the full length. She explained to me that she had a rather unusual way of going about it. She couldn't get her self off with her fingers, but instead she had to lay on her side and cross her legs tightly and squeeze some sort of muscles until eventually theses sensations built up and she had a wonderful orgasm (to this day, I can never understand how she did it, but whatever it was, it worked for her every time). We also talked about how many times in a day we've orgasmed (me, 6; her, well, she lost count, but it was more than a dozen). She was, and still is to this day, the most sexual woman I've ever known.All this time we talked, I took to watching with fascination as she more and more stimulated herself against me. He breathing even got quicker and more labored, and the sides of my jeans were definitely soaked with her juices. Her moving against me was become much more rhythmic, and I thought I could even see her nipples beginning to poke though her t-shirt.But alas, the evening had to end. Adam and Jake knocked on the door. It was late and they wanted their room back so they could go to bed. We left the room and I walked Alice back to her dorm room. Outside her door, in the very deserted dorm hallway, I gave her a hug as we said goodnight. My hard-on pressed right into her pubic area, and there was no doubt of the arousal of both of us.All I could think about was getting off right away. I *had* to masturbate, and fast. I went to my room, to find my roommate asleep. I could do it in my bed, but the thought of wacking off while my roommate was in my room just wasn't an option at this point. I was still at an age were I was preoccupied with the idea of people catching me, and I quickly concluded that the shower was the best place to do it, as any 'evidence' would be quickly washed away. I grabbed my towel and shower supplies, and sprinted down the hall to the bathroom. Luckily, our dorm had individual shower stalls instead of a communal shower, and I quickly took the one on the end. I stripped down, thankful no one else was in the bathroom, because I was still sporting my hard-on. I got into the shower, closed the curtain behind me, and started the water running. As so, as I did that, my hand went right down to my dick. I wrapped my fingers around the end and gave myself three luxurious, long strokes. As finished the third one, I came, pumping a stream of my semen straight up and into my chin. The second shot went up and landed somewhere on my right shoulder. The third and fourth caught me on my chest and my left nipple, and although subsequent emissions were not of the same distance, the volume remained large for quite some time. In all, I'd say I was shooting cum out of my dick for a good thirty seconds. I was so fucking aroused that night.The next day, I didn't see Alice at all. I was busy with classes, had a study group for an art course I was taking, and met some other newly-made friends in a different dorm cafeteria for dinner. It was the same story for the day after that, although I did run into her roommate while checking my mailbox in the main lobby that morning. She grinned at me and said hi, and I wondered if that grin was a result of anything Alice had said to her or not.The very next day was a Friday. I ran into Alice in the cafeteria when I went down for dinner. All of our friends were down there, including: my roommate, Adam and Jake, Alice's roommate, and a number of other new people we had met on our floor in the dorm. After eating, we all collectively decided to commandeer a TV lounge and watch a movie. I think it was a Monty Python movie, I don't remember which at this point. But I do remember that Alice and I sat on one of the big lounge seats together, and she more or less laid over my body with her head on my chest.Halfway though the move, she whispered to me: I'm bored with this...want to go back to my room and 'talk?' There was no hesitation on my part! We escaped away from the lounge without little notice and went to her room. She locked the door behind her as we went in. I sat down on the end of her bed. She turned off the light, and sat next to me on the bed.Okay, I thought. This was interesting.She suggested we get under the covers. So we did, still with our clothes on. I asked her, "so, what did you want to talk about?""More of what we were talking about last time." She moved her body into roughly the same position as she had that night, with her crotch resting on my thigh.She began to tell me how she had never, ever been that open with a person before and that she had never talked about masturbation so explicitly ever to another person either. She also told me how it really excited her."Believe me," I told her, "you have no idea how much it really excited me too!" "Really?""Yes!" Then I became bold. "In fact," I said, "I had to go masturbate right after I said goodbye to you for the night.""WHAT???" She said, astounded.My penis was hard again as I told her how I went into the showers and got myself off thinking of the conversation we had just had. She was now openly grinding herself into me, panting and breathing harder. Then she dropped a bombshell."I got myself off that night too," she told me.Now it was my turn to be shocked. Apparently, she had done it right in her room, with her roommate asleep on the bed net to her. She had initially tried to fall asleep after we talked, but she was so turned on that by about two in the morning, she gave in, and finally quietly had several orgasms right in her bed."Wow," was all I could say.Then came the OH-Shit! Moment: we suddenly heard the lock in the door being turned by a key. Alice's roommate was back for the evening! In less than three seconds flat Alice pulled the remaining covers over our head and whispered in my ear "be quiet!"Alice's roommate, who will figure in stories to come, was named 'Jasmin.' I had originally met Jasmin before I met Alice, at an orientation meeting some weeks before classes started. She was a rather thin girl, probably 5'10'' or so, and all-in-all very pretty. She had the appearance and dress that I initially classified as "hippy:" long auburn hair down to her waist, with some portion of it always braided; cute, small glasses that sat on the edge of her nose; and usually earth-toned clothing that was in the form of a skirt or dress. As I got to know her, I simply reclassified her as "Jasmin," a look and appearance and style all her own. She was just a shy kid from a small town in western North Dakota, very conservative in thought and action, but not unfriendly. In fact, she had a good time going out with our group of friends, and with my roommate and others she was close to she had this constant sly smile, as though they had just told her an amusing secret about someone else in the room. Again, I restate, she was pretty, but not the type I would be initially attracted to: she was very thin, had no ass that I could make out, nonexistent boobs, but with light brown eyes and a beautiful smile. As I later got to know her that year, I found I liked her very much, but that's a discussion for later stories.Jasmin came in and turned on a lamp in the corner of the room. The room was still dim, yet I was still afraid that she would notice that the lump on Alice's bed did not conform to the usual outline of Alice. She whispered softly:"Alice, are you still awake?"Alice did not answer. I remained motionless, covered by the blankets and not able to see anything I surmised that Alice had managed to keep most of her head above the covers, as my head was nestled in between her breasts. We could hear Jasmin going through her routine of getting ready for bed. For five or ten painfully still and deathly silent moments on my part, we waited, and then Jasmin abruptly left the room."Should I go---"I started to ask."No!" Alice whispered. "She's gonna come back at any second. I don't want her to see you. Just be quiet and wait 'till she's asleep!"And momentarily Jasmin was back. She came in, set her bathroom things on a dresser, and, surmising from the sounds I heard, turned one lamp off and another one on. Alice slowly pulled the covers down, to just below my eyes. I looked up at her face. It was much dimmer; Jasmin must have turned on a smaller lamp, but I could make out Alice's face. She had a huge smile on it. She slowly motioned with my eyes to look over across the room, and then slowly twisted her body partially off mine so her back would be flat on the bed. This permitted me a view of Jasmin's backside.Jasmine was standing over her facing away from us and had some clothes in her hands. She dropped them on the bed and then stripped her shirt off. I could see how pale she was, and her visible ribs through her skin evidenced just how thin a girl she was. She had a small plain white bra on, and she quickly unsnapped the strap and removed it. Her skirt came off next, and she was only standing in large white panties. As they came down, she twisted to one side to kick her shed clothing off under the bed, and I glimpsed a profile of her. I became aware at once of three things. One, that Jasmin's nude body was extremely sexy to me. Even in the low light I could see her pubic hair was a dark brown and thoroughly saturated her pubic area. Her breasts were very small, mostly enlarged nipples, but very sexy. Second, I was getting hard again. My erection had withered away with the scare of her entering the room and the threat that we could be caught, but now her nudity had me going up very quickly. Third, Alice was watching me watch Jasmin, and she had a huge grin on her face. Suddenly, as I watched Jasmin put on her sleeping clothes, Alice's hand began to slowly and subtly caress the length of my hard-on. Then Jasmin shut off the lamp and I heard the rustling of sheets and blankets and got herself into bed. As the room settled into complete silence, with only the distant and deep thump of the bass of someone's stereo playing in a distant room, Alice and I remained frozen and completely still. We stayed like this for what seemed to me to be many hours, but it was probably only a few minutes. Alice managed to keep me at a perpetual erection by gently touching me on the outside of my jeans.After those few minutes had passed, Alice resumed her position on my side as we had the night before in Adam and Jakes' room. Somehow, in the foggy horniness of my state of mind, I gathered that Alice had gotten off on the fact that I just saw her roommate naked. She was ever so gently grinding herself against my thigh again. However, I had an impression that things were a little different this time. This impression was gained when she slowly unzipped my jeans and eased my pants and underwear below by crotch, completely exposing my dick and balls. I was totally floored. Here was this girl I hardly knew, if only for a few days and now I was in her bed with her rubbing me and her getting herself off. Slowly, she shifted down and turned her head so her mouth was right over my ear. I honestly thought she was going to lick it, but instead, she said to me in the faintest whisper possible (clearly she didn't want Jasmin to know she was awake!):"God...I'm so fucking horny...""Uh huh," was all I could respond with. I tried to be as quiet, but I was also trying to control my breathing as her hand was doing its magic to my dick. We laid there, with her hand rhythmically going up and down my shaft, and her crotch slowing grinding into the side of my leg, for a good four or five minutes.Then, "Touch yourself for me.""Whaaa...?" I asked in disbelief."C'mon, touch your...thingy...for me. I....want you to...come..."My hand found its way to my dick and I started to stroke myself. I was ready to ready to come at any second, so I went slowly."Ohhhhh...." Alice again continued to half moan, half talk to me. "Knowing you're getting yourself off is really making me wet!" As if I couldn't feel it again. This time it was even easier, since easing my jeans and underwear down had exposed the bare skin of my thigh to her soaked jeans. Although the room was thrown in complete darkness, by the barest hint of the little light coming through the window (our campus was well lit; I think it must have been from a nearby streetlight) I could see the rise and fall of her ass. Her gyrations were increasing in speed, and now it felt like a more in and out movement of her hips---not so much a rubbing anymore.I knew I was really close."I'm gonna cum...really quick," I told her."Good....cum for me. I'm close too!""Uh...I can't cum like this!"A protesting sigh was her reply. Her movements continued. My hand stopped. I really was very close to cumming.Finally: "Why can't you cum? Please, I'm so close....and knowing that you're cumming will make me come!""Because, if I cum, I'm gonna make...a...a big mess!" I told her."Oh...yeah. Boys do that, don't they?" Rhetorical, but I answered anyway."Yeah, we do."She suddenly leaned way over. Completely off of my body over, and almost all the way off the bed over. I made out that she was reaching for something under the bed. Then she swung herself back on top of me, and I felt a handful of tissues land on my face.Her head was quickly back next to mine. "Here," she said, "use these. But wait, don't cum yet. Give me a sec or two to get close again."I was so close. I was stroking myself again, but very, very slowly. Her grinding against me became very insistant, and I could hear little half-grunts, half moans coming from her mouth (again, it was back to right over my ear)"Ah...Ah...Ah...Ah..."With my free hand I covered my other hand and my dick, and now began to stroke very quickly. I was trying to stifle my own moans.And then, I came. It was one of those rare, incredible, exquisite orgasms you only have every few years and you'll never forget until just the day before the next one of its intensity comes along. It was one were after a few seconds I didn't need to do anything---I knew in the next ten seconds I was simply going to COME! Finally, my semen more or less shot out of my dick with such I force I couldn't believe it. It was indescribable, really, but not that that is going to make me not try to describe it. I realized instantly that I hadn't sufficiently covered the critical areas with the tissues, because I could feel at least two pulses of semen hit my chin. What did hit the tissues soaked through right away, there was so much. It was a wonderful orgasm.I don't think Alice noticed a thing. She was now in her pre-orgasmic world, blatantly humping me, her hips moving, and still with the, "Ah...Ah...Ah...," moaning. I whispered to her:"I just came...""Wha...?" she asked. I lifted up her free hand (her other one was gripping my shoulder tighter and tighter) and placed it on the puddles (!) of cum on my chest."Uh...Ah...Is that?"I nodded. She got it. Her body then went rigid She made a quick intake gasp of air of air, and then, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........ahhhhhhh..." I knew right then that she was cumming as well.At last, all was still in the room. There was, of course, the marked smell of my semen and the other noticeable smell of her arousal. We laid in that position for quite some time, and fell asleep. I'm not sure how long we had been engaged in the act of getting ourselves off, or how long afterwards we slept, but it was nearing three thirty in the morning when she woke me up, silently laughing, and offered me a towel to wipe off my dried cum on my chin, neck, hands, and crotch. Her only reaction was an amusing "Eww. Boys." Her roommate appeared to be sleeping, and we managed to quietly sneak out of her room without waking her up. For a long time afterward, I didn't know the hell Jasmin managed to sleep through that and not know a thing (Later on, however, I did discover the answer to that). Alice and I quickly walked to my dorm room, and before I went in, she gave me a long hug."That was nice. See you tomorrow," was all she said, and she walked away down the hall. I quickly went in my room, grabbed a towel and some new clothes, and headed to the showers to clean up---and get myself off a second time that night re-living in my mind what had just happened with Alice. Little did I know, that was the first of many experiences we would have together for the next two and a half years.- - - -I hoped you all liked this story. It is entirely true, only the names have been changed to protect the clearly guilty. I would really appreciate any and all feedback on this, as it is my first experience I have taken the time to type out. I have many more if you are all interested.