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First Time
Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Diary, Author: DianneDoggie, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com
really close to you.” He was a bit embarrassed, but continued, “I know it’s wrong, but I can’t help it. I get hard thinking there is a naked girl just a foot away and have to, you know, or else I can’t get to sleep.” He went on, “I know you sleep naked. I also know you do it too and I think about you doing it and then I really need to cum. I need to release. I just have to. Otherwise I’ll just lie there thinking about sex and never get to sleep. I can’t control it. It gets hard and I have to.” I was still stunned, but managed to get over my embarrassment and said, “I didn’t think you could hear me.” I stammered a bit and continued, “I hear you doing it and I get hot too.” I could see the bulge in his pants when he said, “I can’t help thinking about it.” “I know, I can see that. I’m not mad. It’s just ... natural.” He put his hand over his tent and gave it a squeeze and squirmed a bit. He repositioned it pointing up toward his middle. I guess it was uncomfortably constrained pointing down. Not having one I didn’t really know. Then he slowly, gingerly took my hand and guided it down. I let him. Truthfully I wanted to feel it and didn’t need much pushing. I rubbed him through his jeans and he let out a moan and arched his back. I was getting excited to see him under my control. I wanted to see that throbbing guy stick. I wasn’t thinking any more, I just unzipped his jeans and inserted two fingers. I rocked his cock back and forth over his shorts and it was clearly straining to ... get out. I could feel its heat. I could feel its need. He unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down. He sheepishly pushed his shorts down too, until Mr. Happy popped free. I could see he was neatly groomed and his naked balls hung over the elastic edge of his shorts. He wrapped his hand around the shaft, squeezed, and let out a little noise. I was mesmerized at the sight of it. It had veins and the head was swollen with lust. This was the little guy that drove my brother crazy every night and nearly every morning. This thing had power. He stared at my chest and glanced down to my crotch and back up to meet my eyes. By this time I held his balls in my hand. He begged me, “Please help me cum. I really need it.” He was desperate and I could see it in his eyes. The urge was almost unstoppable, but I had another idea. I jumped up, stripped off my jeans and panties in one movement, sat on the opposite end of the couch from Tommy and said, “Show me how you do it and I’ll show you how I do it. Then we don’t have to imagine anymore.” Tommy needed no further encouragement and started vigorously pumping up and down. I put one leg up on the coach back and one on the floor and started equally vigorously circling my clit while staring at his hard dick and watching his balls move up and down with each stroke. I briefly thought about taking off my shirt, but I was feeling too good to do anything except circle my moistened clit with one had and insert a finger from the other. I watched Tommy ...