A word of explanation first.
This is something my close friend Gillian told me one time. I want to write it, as far as possible, as if it is her speaking. The reason for this is the way she told me was so sexy, it had me masturbating in front of her as she got into it. I hope it does the same for you.
During our first forays into sex, especially sex with boys, we are very careful, even if we are taking oral contraception, to keep semen as far away from our pussies as possible. I guess that’s why we let guys cum on our boobs, or why (if they’re lucky) we might swallow!
Secondly, this is an area of sex not much discussed. I think it adds to the act itself, although I know some folk don’t care for it as much,
Gillian told me this when we were 17.
Gillian settles onto my bed, her back against the pillows. Me being me, I snatch a quick look up her skirt and see her underwear. As usual, there is a slight stain there. Honestly, sometimes, I think Gillian gets wetter than me!
“I was 15 when this happened, but don’t you dare tell anyone.” I nod....eager to know what’s coming. “Well....I ....I did it. I went all the way.“ I wasn’t at all surprised. In fact not only had I guessed this already, but I had masturbated often about Gillian in general, but also Gillian on her back getting fucked.
“It didn’t hurt much, but the thing is.....I let him do it inside me. I didn’t think I wanted that at first...I mean when we started to fuck, but as we went along, it felt like all I wanted in the world was to feel him squirt (her word for a boy cumming) inside me, in fact, the thought that he would brought me off."
Anyway, I guess it wasn’t that long in terms of time. We hadn’t even undressed. I was still in my uniform....so was he.....we were in my room on my bed. I was lying on my back with my knickers (again, her word) pulled over and he was fucking me. It was over quickly I think. I came first, and then I felt him really shove it in hard and he went totally still, apart from this twitching I felt inside. I just knew he was squirting in me.”
By now, I was sitting up, wide eyed and cross legged at the foot of my bed. I knew I was wet, and my clit was almost screaming to be touched. Gillian continued....
“Anyway, he didn’t pull out straight away which was sweet, instead, I kind of felt him not being so hard any more and he sort of...eased...out of me. Suddenly, he was very nervous and asking me if I was on the pill. I wasn’t, but I told him I was. He relaxed visibly at that. He put his dick back in his pants and then seemed in a hurry leave. What the hell....never mind. I lay flat on my bed reliving what had just happened. I had lost my cherry....I had been fucked.....I had let a guy squirt in me. Somehow, I hadn't quite made the connection.”
Gillian drifts off into though for a moment, so I had to ask her what connection she meant,
“Well, I’d made him squirt before....using my hand.....or my mouth....and so I knew darn well what happens when a boy shoots his load. Up to now I had used tissues, or swallowed (more adventurous than I was) but somehow I didn’t think about where it went inside me. I think I imagined it just went into my womb and that was that. Anyway, when I stood up.....OH MY FUCKING GOD. I FELT it.....you know, almost like a sudden period starting....I felt it run into my knickers! I stood there beside my bed like a dummy, legs slightly open at the knees, and staring at my lower tummy.....like I could see anything fully clothed! Then.....Ohh fuck....I coughed and felt another squish!"
"For a few seconds it felt really weird. Normally...a feeling like that would have be running to get a panty liner or a pad, but somehow....somehow I knew this was a “grown up thing”. I even gave a deliberate little push and felt more run out of me,
But anyway,”......(she moves slightly, and I can see that the telling of this story has had its effect on her and the little dark mark of moisture on her underwear is far more pronounced. My hand has travelled up my skirt and is in through the crotch of my underwear. I realise to my surprise, that I have been fingering myself for a while as she has been talking.
“So, I pull my knickers down and.......well.....I’ve been wet before....very VERY wet, and I’ve had accidents with periods...who hasn’t...but this!.....This was something else. My knickers were utterly soaked through. My cunny (again, her word) felt wet as did my inner thighs and pubic hair....I needed a shower. Anyway, once I’d stripped off and was in the shower, I masturbated again over what happened.
I didn’t think any more about it until two days later when my mum wanted to talk to me. She told me we were going to the doctors to get the pill, and I suddenly realised that she would have found out when she did the washing that my knickers were full of a boy's cum! At least she was pretty cool about it. She didn’t yell or anything.....too late now, I guess.”
I’m not sure at what point I orgasmed during her talk, but I know I did cum..twice, in fact.
Sex was then a whole world in and of itself. We, as hormonal teenagers, would get horny at almost anything. Masturbation, we thought, was a secret known only by us. The fact that everyone does it wasn’t even a thing for us.....ah.....but going the whole way.....well....that was something else.
I never really considered being fucked by a guy wearing a condom as proper sex.....I mean, basically, you’ve got a rubber dildo inside you rather than a penis. I was insanely jealous of Gillian.
I don’t know how widespread this is, but it seems to be a thing with girls that we tell our friends we have ‘done it’ sometimes quite a long time after the event, and it also seems that the earlier we lose our virginity, the longer it takes to tell. At least, that was the way with my circle of friends....something to do with avoiding being labelled as a slut, I think.
Right now, for me, masturbation is all there is. There is no significant other in my life, and yes, although Ali and I have goofed around, that is far from a regular thing, or even guaranteed that it will ever happen again. I hope it does though.
With another lockdown coming, and likely to last into December, I guess my sex life will be masturbation, and listening to my parents fucking from time to time.
I’ve tried porn again, but urgh.....it is SO staged! Now and then you happen across a video that might just be genuinely home made, but staged porn? Nope....doesn’t do a thing for me.
There’s nothing for it, I will have to develop my fantasies a little I think...and maybe not be afraid to play on the dark side of them. I think...and this sounds strange perhaps....but I think I could have some very weird fantasies. Who knows, I may even achieve the ultimate accolade of writing something that is deemed “Too hot for Solo Touch.”
I will make it clear, though, what is real and what is fantasy.
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