Our First Time Masturbating Together Part 4 of 7

Our First Time Masturbating Together
Part 4 of 7

“I’m ready to come. I’ve been at the edge for a while, just lightly stroking my lips and my clit to stay there. How do we do this together? Get close and hold off and say when we’re right there, then finish together?”

Man, I was going to get to hear her orgasm through the phone as I was coming. “Yeah, that works, I’m pretty close, not quite right at the edge.” I started stroking again more seriously and was back at the edge within a few seconds. “Ok, I’m there now, ready when you are.”

She giggled, “That didn’t take you long to get ready! I’m also right there let’s do it. I’m going to just rub my clit hard and fast, and I’ll tell you when I come.”

“Sounds good, I’m stroking fast now, already building.”

“Almost there, come with me, shoot your come!” she whisper-yelled.

I was past the point of no return, stroking furiously, “I’m coming, and.” My first shot was thick and went a foot in the air before landing on my stomach. “Spurting again!”

“Coming too,” I could hear her panting through the phone, “Yes’s, so good!”

“Ungh, still going, shooting, coming on myself”

“Oooohhhh, mmmmmm” was all I heard through the phone.

I was just slowly and lightly stroking now, milking the last amount of come down the length of my cock, watching the fluid flow down the head and over my hand. The orgasm was huge, and I was still having shivers and my hand touched my glans. “How are you doing, Amy? My orgasm was amazing, one of the biggest ever.”

“Mine too, so good, just want to lay here and enjoy. Did you come a lot?”

“Yeah, it’s all over me! Multiple big spurts, streams of come into the air and on my stomach.”

“God, that’s amazing, I want to see that! My pussy is throbbing, so sensitive, so aroused. If you were here, I’d beg you to fuck me right now. I think I’d come again as soon as you entered me.”

“Jesus, you made my cock twitch! Someday I want to enter you. Can we put making love on the list? Can we put fucking also?”

“Yes, I want both: slow, gentle, and loving, and hard, fast, and animalistic.”

“We’ll do both. My cock is slowly shrinking, all wet and satisfied.”

“Hee hee my pussy is very satisfied, very happy clit, I could fall right asleep.”

“Go ahead, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Thank you, Amy, you’re amazing.”

“So are you, you’re an incredible friend, I love sharing this with you. You make me feel comfortable and free.”

“Me too, I say things and do things with you that I would never have imagined doing with a girl, being so open. Have a good sleep.”

“You too, goodnight.”

I hung up, and laid my head back, amazed at what just happened. It was incredible to be on the couch together masturbating this morning, but this was almost more erotic, only being able to hear her voice. I fell asleep on top of the covers, probably with my hand still on or near my cock, and with come drying on my stomach.

The next morning was Sunday, so I hadn’t set an alarm. Sunday was normally a lazy day around the house. I woke up around 9 to find my cock soft but caked in dried come. My stomach and groin area looked like the glazing on a donut. I thought about the night before, started to get hard, and texted Amy.

Me: Good morning, are you up?

Amy: Yep, just woke up. Feeling very satisfied and amazed about last night, but still horny!

Me: Haha, me too, dried come everywhere, but always ready to shoot more!

Amy: I have to get up and get going, so you’re on your own this time. Go masturbate in the shower and think about me when you do. Someday we’ll be in the shower together, so think about that.

Me: Damn, will do! Can I see you today?

Amy: Yeah, I have some stuff to do, but you can come over this afternoon.

Me: Cool, I’m free all day, just let me know when you’re ready.

Amy: Will do, enjoy your shower!

Me: Oh, I will!

I got up and grabbed some clothes for after my shower. I opened my door slowly, peeking out to see if anyone was there. I needed to make a dash to the shower with my hard-on and didn’t feel like getting caught! The coast was clear, so I hopped to the bathroom. After starting the shower, it took quite an effort to take my mind off Amy so my erection went down enough that I could pee. That accomplished, I got in the shower, free to get fully hard again. I soaped up, stroked myself a bit, then delayed my gratification by washing my hair first. After a couple of minutes of washing everything else, it was time to fully soap up my cock and enjoy my first of hopefully several orgasms today. Just thinking about my next one being with Amy had me almost ready to come. I thought about the noises she made on the phone last night as she was coming, like when we were together on her basement couch. I then thought about being on the couch with her as her hand was moving under the blanket, satisfying her clit, while mine was moving under my blanket, stroking myself fast, just like now. I thought about her nice breasts, wondering when I’d get to see them, touch them, squeeze them, suck on them. I was stroking as fast as I could now, seconds from coming all over the shower.

I thought about Amy’s pussy, not knowing what it looked or felt like, but knowing it would be amazing. I’d rub her clit, then slide a finger inside to inspect where I desperately wanted to put my cock. That was the thought that put me over the top, as I felt my balls tighten, my spine tingle, and come shooting up and out through my cock. It was another powerful orgasm, with three full spurts followed by a series of smaller pulses as I slowly stroked myself, making it last as long as possible. I came back to reality, sensing the water again. I’d had yet another massive orgasm, the fourth in a row starting with the one with Amy.
Could this keep up? I sure hoped so!

That afternoon, Amy texted me that she was free, and I wasted no time getting to her house.

“I was thinking we could work on some math homework together,” she said. What? This isn’t what I was hoping for. I must have looked very confused, for she let me off the hook after a long second, “Ha ha, just kidding, I know exactly what you want to do this afternoon!”

“Oh, phew, you had me. I think you know the general subject of what I want to do, but maybe not the specifics,” I teased.

“We’ll get to that, but first I want to make some rules.” Uh oh, I thought, making rules sounds like things wouldn’t get to be as fun as I’d hoped. “I just want to do this right, make it as fun as possible, and keep it going for a long time.” Well, that sounded ok.

I responded, “Ok, that makes sense. What kind of rules have you thought of?”

“First, we tell absolutely no one what we’re doing and what we do together. I need to know that everything stays between us.”

“Ok, I agree, I would never tell anyone about what we do.”

“Next rule: no fooling around with anyone else. I want you for myself.” I’ll gladly agree to this, I thought.

“No problem, how could I possibly want to do anything with anyone but you?” She smiled her sweet, shy smile. God, she was amazing!

“Next, we tell each other everything from here on out. When we masturbate and what we think about when we masturbate. How it felt. I want to know what it’s like for a guy to have an orgasm. I want to know what you think about, your fantasies.”

“Hmm, that sounds like fun. I want to know the same – what girls think about, what turns you on, is it the same as what turns me on? How you touch yourself, since there’s more to it than for me, just stroking my cock.”

“God, I’m getting wet just thinking about all of this!” I’d been trying to hide my growing hard-on, but clearly, I didn’t need to.

To be continued