Mutual masturbation stories are all I can talk about because it gets me so hot and horny. Men pretend they’re just curious, but everyone knows curiosity turns dirty fast. That’s how it started for me and him.
We were supposed to be hanging out, just two bored neighbors killing time. But boredom doesn’t stay innocent long. We were sitting too close in this truck, talking about nothing, pretending not to notice the way your dick got harder every time you looked at me. Then it was just silence. Long, heavy, electric silence.
He looked at me like he was waiting for permission. I didn’t give it, I just smiled. The kind of smile that says, go ahead and see what happens. While keeping eye contact, he whipped out that rock hard cock and started silently stroking himself at me. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and it turned me on immediately. I just had to start doing the same. I pulled up my skirt and started rubbing on my clit through my panties. This only got you wetter.
We had not touched each other, not yet — just watching. Matching each other’s pace, breath by breath, stroke by stroke. Every move daring the other to keep going. We were jerking off so fast, our moaning breaths were fogging up the windows.
We both Came at the same time and got all of our juices and squirts all over the dashboard. But by then, we couldn’t even look at each other straight. We just sat there, skin buzzing, pretending we weren’t dirty nasty whores. But every time we see each other now, we both remember exactly what that silence felt like and what almost happened next.





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