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Experimenting with my Friends

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: moreplease Posted on: 09 Jul 2005 2 comments
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This is the true story of my very first sexual experiences. I still find these memories very exciting and regularly use them as masturbation fantasies, so I am submitting them here in the hope that others will be equally turned on by them.
I remember first masturbating when I was about 13. Sitting cross-legged at my desk, I accidentally bumped my heel into my pubic mound and then, because it felt so nice, did it again a few times. Pretty soon the teacher told me sternly to keep still and pay attention, but I kept the nice feeling -- and its place of origin - in mind. Whenever I could I'd rock against my heels, although I quickly learned to be more discreet.

Eventually, I graduated to a combination of rocking and strumming with my hand over the stretched fabric of my panties, also while in a cross-legged position. As well as making my crotch feel tickly and tingly, this had the added bonus of impregnating my fingers with a delicious smell. I even introduced three of my friends to this method, and we had an excellent time sniffing one another's aroma.

A female friend, Martha, about a year older, would often come over to hang out. One evening she saw me rocking myself and asked me what I was doing. Much to my surprise, she didn't react with disapproval and then asked to sniff my fingers. Then, sitting cross-legged on the floor, facing each other, we rocked and strummed and sniffed for most of the evening. Unlike my other friends I had previously "played" with, my cousin seemed to be getting very agitated by all this activity; red-faced and breathing heavily, skirt pushed up to her waist, her movements accelerating. At that point, for the first time in my life, something fell into place and I felt intensely aroused. I moved over to her and watched her intently. She moved to the sofa and driven by my new-found horniness, I watched her every move and climaxed right as she did.

After that you can imagine how I looked forward to our times together.

We often had "kissing practice"and feeling our tongues swirl together was mesmerizing.

Our sessions went on like this for about three more years. That year was a particularly hot one, and my friends and I would often play in the pool and with the hosepipe. We devised a game whereby we would all sit with our legs spread wide and feet touching, and each take turns to direct the stream of water from the hosepipe onto one another's genitals. The "winner" would be the person to "endure" the delicious cold ticklish feeling the longest before cumming.

When it was just the two of us, Martha and I decided to forgo swimsuits and sat happily in the pool with the hosepipe. I squirted her with the water jet directed it onto her deep red gash. She was breathing through her open mouth and looking straight at me with an intense, glazed expression which made me ache. After a while she grabbed the hand of mine which was holding the hosepipe and moved it higher so that the water splashed right onto her clit area. Still holding tight to my hand and now gasping hard, her hips bucked towards the stream of water and then she groaned as her orgasm pulsed through her. She didn't like to wait as long as my friends and I. Watching her, my excitement had built to such an extent that I was now totally focused on the throbbing pressure between my legs. I sat back, legs bent, emulating my cousin, and directed the water jet onto my aching cunt aiming to cum as quickly as possible. I held it there feeling the intensity and very soon climaxed fiercely, feeling that amazing release I so loved.