Two is Better Than One

I commented today on another post. Mentioning how I haven't had time to contribute a new story lately.  Funny thing, I have a moment to do so now. This happened 30 years ago. But has been one of my go to memories ever since.

I dated a lovely girl back then. She was short, brunette and cute. She had a wonderful smile and still does to this day. She had solid B-cup breasts. Shapely hips for a skinny girl. And a few random freckles scattered here and there. 

Sex became the norm early on in our relationship.  I was her first but she was not shy about opening up to the pleasure of it all. She explored our sexuality easily.  And that brings me to the story.  At times when I would go down on her I would masturbate at the same time. She would be on the bed with her legs hanging off and I would kneel on the floor between them. 

I was never shy about touching myself in front of her. I think that opened her up to the idea that masturbating was just another part of sex. She would start to touch and play with herself at times. And on occasion we would have mutual masturbation sessions as foreplay. 

On one occasion we were getting ready to do what all young lovers do. Heavy kissing, undressing each other and touching each other's flesh as each article of clothing was pulled off. We ended up laying on the bed positioned in a way that I was half over her. She was on her back. I was on my left side with my arm under her head like a pillow. We were still kissing as our hands were working along each other's bodies.  

It wasn't long till my hand found it's way between her legs. And likewise I felt her fingers wrap around my shaft giving soft gentle strokes along it's length. My fingers moved through her bush down twards her clit. I could feel her wetness. And how swollen she had gotten. Her labia opening around my middle finger as it slid in and the warm wetness within felt completely wonderful. 

Still kissing, still sliding my finger in and out of her I felt something in my palm. It was the tips of her fingers. I was enjoying her enough not to notice she had stopped stroking me. Her right hand that was on me was now on her stomach.  Working it's way down her mound under my palm. I lifted my hand a bit while still keeping the rhythm. She kept moving her hand down. 

Her fingers met with mine. Following the path that my fingers were making for hers. Effortlessly sliding her middle finger inside herself. Matching the motions of mine. Her kissing became more intense.  With subtle moans her finger started to move a bit to its own rhythm. So now I matched what she was doing. 

Her juices were now all over our hands. The sound of sloshing that only a happy pussy makes was all I could hear. I felt her whole body tightening up. With a few more thrusts from us she was cumming. Her vaginal walls swelled and that sweat silky cream filled within her. (She is one of those who cums heavily.) 

Well, that's what I wanted to share. I hope you liked it as much as I did when it happened.  I am now going to read some of your experiences here on ST and have a good cum of my own.