Masturbating Together
Date: 18.07.2008Keywords: Together, Masturbating,
Have you ever masturbated together with someone else? This is something that really gets me going. I think the trick is to give up any complexes you have, to just abandon yourself to it totally. I am asking as I did again this weekend, with a good friend of mine. (Yes, I have friends, not just sex partners). This girl had never attracted me sexually; I guess I just knew her for too long now.
Saturday afternoon, she was at my place helping me to finally get my old (and loved) vinyl records in the basement and to set up some new CD shelves. After we finished, we just sat on my sofa and chatted. We were drinking beer directly from the bottles. You should know that we had a great weekend here; it was very sunny and very warm, an Italian spring.
Well, we talked about this and that, and of course also about men and women (she knows I'm bi). When she said that sometimes she envied my sex life, I told her that I had the feeling I was really insatiable, and that it was still not enough for me.
"What do you mean?" she asked me.
"Well...I masturbate pretty frequently." I said.
She blushed and said, "Oh, you're not the only one; I do it pretty much every night before I fall asleep."
We both laughed a bit with embarrassment, then I asked her what she fantasized about when she did it.
"Oh, guys and stuff." she said, blushing again.
I insisted: "Stuff?"
She cleared her throat and said, "Uh well, cocks...and sometimes how they fuck me with force. I have these sorts of rape fantasies, you know...to be taken by force..."
Okay, we talked about half an hour about our fantasies, and our conversation got more and more loose. At a certain point, I thought to myself, wow, I never thought Antonella had all these naughty thoughts. I was getting really curious about how she did it, and I asked her if she used also toys.
"Sometimes," she said, "But I prefer my own hands."
I looked her in the eyes, took another sip from the bottle and said, "Show it to me, Antonella... show me how you do it..."
She laughed out loud. "You must be crazy, Claudia... you really want me to masturbate here in front of you?"
I said calmly to her, "Yes, Antonella. Why not? I mean, it's just a natural thing, don't you think? But if you are too moral for that..."
"No, Claudia, it's not that... it's just... well, I think it's a private thing..."
"For me too, Antonella. I just want to know how you do it, that's all. If you don't want to show it, why don't you describe it?"
She looked at me in relief and said, "Oh yes, that's much easier... well, I start doing it when I'm laying belly down. I just place a hand over my pajamas, over my... well, over my pussy... and I move my hips a bit... and...press... well, I press...myself...against my hand, and I start to rock a little..."
"Do you get wet immediately like this, Antonella?"
"Oh yes, Claudia, very much... then I get rid of my pajama pants, as I want to feel my skin... still belly down, I reach under me and feel finally my... my wet pussy..."
"And then, Antonella? What do you do next?"
"I turn around, Claudia, and I push my pajama top up... then I go with one hand on... on my breast... and with the other... well, you know..."
"So you squeeze your tit while you stroke your cunt, Antonella?"
"Jesus, Claudia, don't talk like that!"
"Why, Antonella? That's what they're called; they are your tits and it is your cunt your stroking, isn't it?"
"Well, uhm, yes... yes, I guess you're right..."
"You know, Antonella, I do it completely differently... I like to strip in front of a mirror, to look at my body... then I start to slap lightly my cunt... I give it just very light slaps... that gets me so hot..."
"You do what?!? You really slap yourself?" Antonella asked me a little surprised. And that was when I said (maybe thanks to the ice cold beer), "Wait, just wait a little."
I went to my bath room and stripped totally, then I went back. Antonella looked at me very surprised and shook her head:
"No, Claudia, really, I... I don't want to offend, but really, I'm interested only in boys..."
I laughed and said, "Oh, Antonella, I know... I just want to show you what I do, that's all. Don't be frightened..."
Then I knelt on the sofa and sat back on my feet. I spread my legs a little, and even if Antonella was highly embarrassed, I felt her eyes roaming over my body. With one hand, I opened my cunt a little, and then I gave it a few very light slaps with the fingertips of my other hand. I closed my eyes. I wanted to concentrate on some sexy thoughts. I had some very wild pictures of very dirty sex in my mind, and I slapped myself a little harder. My other hand started to slide up and down my slit, and I could feel that I was getting wet very quickly. I half opened my eyes and saw Antonella staring at me, half in disgust in response to my slutishness, and half interested. I saw how her nipples had gotten hard and how they were poking against her tight white t- shirt. Antonella was not what you would call a sex goddess; she's rather normal looking, nothing special at all. But now, she looked great. There was this expression of arousal in her face, and she seemed to have really nice tits...
I opened my eyes completely, and still rubbing my cunt, I told her, "Come on, Antonella, do it too... it makes me feel better... and you want to do it just now, don't you?"
For an answer, she just rolled on her belly and placed one hand under herself. I saw her hips moving. She had an ass which was pretty round, but it really was sexy looking, seeing her fingers from behind under her moving ass. Then, I saw that she opened her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. She looked back to me over her shoulder. We looked at each other. Then came what turned me on most. Both of us were looking right on the moving hands of the other. When she turned over and pushed her t shirt up, I was very close to cumming. And when I saw how she was pinching her nipple, staring at my three fingers buried in my cunt, I really came, and it was a huge orgasm. She came a few seconds later.
Well, then we just relaxed for a while, then Antonella spoke first, "That was really nice, Claudia, I liked that... Do you want to do it again?"
We spent most of Saturday evening masturbating together, talking about our wildest fantasies, stroking again, observing each other's cunts, talking about how we thought the other would have sex...and we never ever touched the other person (I guess that's what made it so special).
I still know that Antonella is not interested in girls, and I really like her as a friend, so I don't want to push it (and then again, she really is not my type, sexually speaking). But it was highly erotic fucking myself for her eyes and seeing how she did it to herself, and I surely hope we will have another evening like that.
Keywords: Together, Masturbating,