My first sexual experience with a woman, mutual masturbation.
I was in a basement bar in a student hall one evening with Christine, a friend of Katrina, a female friend of mine. Christine was a musician, a flautist. It turned out that Christine was jealous of Katrina and the jealousy expressed itself in an unexpected way. Whilst we were in the bar and could easily have been seen, she stuck her hand in my trouser pocket and played with my flaccid cock and balls. It didn’t stay flaccid for long.
Until this point, I had shown little interest in girls, although I had had a couple of romantic friendships with little intention of doing anything physical. After plenty of experience with my own sex, I wasn’t expecting to do anything with the opposite sex. However, a hand in the pocket was too much, also an opportunity too good to be missed. I realised at an early age that experimentation tends to make one’s sex life more interesting.
Before I’d got more than a semi, we made an excuse and went up to her room on the first floor. It was a narrow room with a window overlooking a busy London street, but in my memory it is wonderful -- a place of sexual fantasy.
She was so matter of fact -- she took off her top and I had great fun discovering her breasts. I sucked them and played with them. I took her knickers off and explored her clit and the opening to her pussy. I fingered her pussy and played with her clit more gently than I would have rubbed myself and managed to give her an orgasm.
She got my dick out and stroked me to orgasm -- lots of semen on my stomach -- with an experienced hand that knew how to give a young man a lot of pleasure.
Unfortunately, the relationship only lasted one week. However, it was a turning point for me and I look back on that week with great nostalgia and gratitude, although Christine never knew that she had brought a new dimension to my life.
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