The Drive Home

She had agreed to drive me home, but for some reason we were taking a different route. Driving down secluded lanes, suddenly she pulled over & switched the engine off.

"I wanted to talk to you...ask you some stuff" she said "what kind of stuff?" I asked. What she said next knocked me back. "well...stuff like, how often do you masturbate?"

I could feel my heart racing. I swallowed hard. "twice a day. sometimes three. usually first thing in the morning, last thing at night. What about you?" "well, not as often. Maybe twice a week" "Do you ever use a vibrator?" I asked. "Sometimes- usually it's just my fingers".

I could feel my growing erection pushing against the denim of my jeans. "what do you,...um, what do you think about when you do it? she asked. I could tell her breathing was quickening, too. "A girl stripping for me" I replied. Watching her unbutton her top, pulling it off to reveal her bra and the outline of her hard nipples. Unbuttoning her trousers until they slide over her hips to the floor, revealing her knickers. Running my hand over the fabric of her knickers..." I stopped. "What knickers are you wearing?"

She said nothing, but her hand dropped to the row of butons at the top of her black, striped trousers & she undid them, one by one. She shifted in her seat, pulling them down over her hips. I had the answer: White knickers, with pink and blue flowers, a dark triangle of hair between her legs clearly outlined through the fabric. She looked into my eyes. "your turn", she said.

I unfastened my belt with my right hand, and took care of the button. As I slowly pulled the zip downwards, I followed the outline of my erection.

As I pushed my jeans lower, there was no hiding the bulge. She reached her hand out & ran it accross the fabric clinging to my dick.

I moaned as her fingers explored my hardness. she hooked her fingers under the waist of my pants & eased them over my hips, the fabric pushing my erection downwards, then springing up again as it moved lower. As my pants fell down, I felt her tounge wrap around my shaft, working my full length. I wanted to finger her, to pull her knickers aside and feel her wetness, but the pleasue was too much. I fell back in the seat & watched intently as she explored every part of my dick with her mouth.

She stopped. slowly, she started to unbutton the white blouse she was wearing, revealing a white matching bra. Her hard nipples stood erect through the fabric. She pushed the blouse off her shoulders and it fell to the floor. I reached around and unfastened her bra. As the fabric fell away, I ran my tongue over her breasts, flicking her hard nipples. she moaned loudly, throwing her head back and instictively grasping my erection in her hand. "I want to cum over your tits" I moaned. Immediately, her right hand began pumping my dick. I groaned with each movement. Suddenly my hips flinched, my back arched, and I yelled out as the hot, white, wet liquid covered her breasts. Breathing hard, she picked her knickers up from the floor and ran them accross her cum-soaked chest.

The following day, she invited me round to her flat. After what had happened, I had no hesitation in accepting. Sitting next to her on the sofa, it didn't take long before the conversation turned to sex.

"So, tell me, have you ever been caught wanking?"? "Almost. There were times when I was about to come & my mum came in and I had to try & hide it".

She laughed. "yeah, my dad caught me once. He came into my room and my hand was down my knickers so I couldn't really hide it"!

"Man! What did he do?" "Oh, he just looked shocked & quickly closed the door!" I laughed. "Ok, my turn - do you ever wank in the shower?!"

"Heh...ummm...all the time! If you get the shower head in the right spot, it's amazing!" "Man, that is such a turn on", I replied

She asked whether I had masturbated over her the previous night. I nodded. Her hand dropped to the bottom of her skirt and, as she slowly pulled the fabric higher, a pair of black silk knickers were revealed. She reached out for my hand. "Do you think about touching me like this?" She guided my finger from the waist of her knickers, down between her legs, and back again. I murmured a "yes" as her eyes rolled back. "And do you think about pushing your hand into my knickers like this?" She guided my hand beneath the black fabric, towards where she was wet. My breathing was becoming shallow. "yes", I replied. "And do you think about teasing me like this?" She guided my hand to her clit, & my finger moved around it in a circular motion. She bit down on her lip as the pleasure intensified.

I stopped, taking my hand out of her knickers. She stared at the tent that had formed in my trousers. I stood up and guided her towards a large wooden table in the corner of the room. I stood behind her as she bent forward. I ran my hand beneath her skirt, exploring every inch of her knickers. With one finger, I reached between her legs and moved it up & down, round & round. She moaned softly, breathing deeply. I quickly unzipped my trousers and freed my erection from my pants. Urgently, my fingers slipped into the wait of her knickers and pulled them down over her hips. I watched as they fell to the floor. Suddenly, grasping her hips, I thrust into her. She cried out. I could see the reflection in the window ahead of me. The growing ecstasy on her face with each movement seemed to turn me on even more. Finally, she turned her body to face mine, her legs straddling me. For a moment, I admired the neat triangle of hair around her vagina, before she grasped my hips and pulled me into her. She moaned loudly as the full hardness of my erection entered her.

Our bodies began to move together, a wave of pleasure covering me from head to toe. We seemed to come together, hard and fast.