Mutual Masturbation

- Submitted July 1, 2006
Sexual Preference - Heterosexual
Mutual Experience with Opposite Sex - MaleFemale
Olivia in the pool

I ran into Olivia at a local bookstore, passing time on a boring summer afternoon. We were between our junior and senior years at Wilson High. We were friendly but not friends. She bought a book, and we walked out together. I stopped and bought us each a Coke, which we sipped as we walked along shaded streets. She talked most of the way about gettinginto an Ivy League school, not having a steady boyfriend or sex in high school, books and movies she liked. I listened, taking in Olivia, who was six foot tall, thin but not skinny, with long, dark brown hair. We got to her empty house and went to the backyard patio, sat down in the shade and finished our Cokes. Olivia threw the empty cups away and asked if I wanted to swim in the above ground pool. I said I had no bathing suit. She just smiled, pulled her sun dress over her head, put it on a chair and said it was OK. I just stared at her tiny, pretty breasts with small, dark round nipples. As she peeled off her panties, I started undressing. I had never seen a girl naked before, nor had one seen me. She walked toward to pool, her small round butt moving from side to side. I hurried behind her to get into the water before I had an full erection. In the pool, Olivia kept talking, which relaxed me a little; but then she would stand up to move in the water and I would see her little breasts and a perfect V of dark pubic hair. She was so matter of fact about things, but she had a definite air of sexuality. She wanted to go back into the shade. I let her get out first, then walked behind her. She turned around to say something, then looked at my erection. Her eyes got huge. She said she had never seen an erection before. I blushed. She said it was OK that she saw it. When we got to the shade, she asked if she could touch my penis and testicles. I nodded, and we sat down on a blanket in the shade. She touched my penis and said it felt really hard, then felt my balls and asked if it hurt when she did it. I shook my head. I was afraid I would cum. She asked if I masturbated. I nodded and blushed again. She said it was good to masturbate and that she did, too Had I ever done it with a girl. I shook my head and swallowed hard. She said she had only done it alone, too. She touched me again and asked if I wanted to touch her. I nodded, and she laid back and said seeing me had turned her on. I wanted to touch her all over, but she spread her legs, so I touched her there. It was wet, and she moved a little as I rubbed my finger up and down. I had never touched a vagina before. She said to put my finger inside carefully, then asked if I wanted to feel her clitoris. I said yes. She told me where to find it, and as I touched, it she let out a big breath. She sat up and began fingering herself and asked if I would wait to cum till she had, as she wanted to see it. I did not touch myself for the three or four minutes in took her to cum. It was breathy, and her legs moved back and forth. My penis was throbbing, and I knew it would take only a couple of strokes to cum, so I told her I was close. I laid down and she moved a little closer to watch. I stroked five or six times and shot a huge load. I felt my body shake and heard Olivia say, Omigosh. There's so much semen. She said it was still coming out. I nodded, caught my breath and sat up. She was still looking at the cum on my stomach, penis, and legs and asked if she could touch it. I nodded, and she took a small amount between her fingers and rubbed it and smelled it. I noticed that I had shot some on her arm. I reached over and touched the cum. She had a huge smile, so I sucked the semen off my finger. She reached down and got some more on her finger and tasted it, too, and got a quizzical look on her face. I asked if I could get some Kleenex. She got up and came back with a box and wiped me off. We went back into the pool to relax. Neither of us talked much. Maybe a half hour later, she asked if I wanted to touch her again. I said yes, so we went back to the shady blanket and Olivia noticed that I did not have an erection. She asked if I would get hard again. I nodded and she asked if she could watch. I told her to touch it, and as she did, it gradually got hard in her hands, which made her smile. She asked me to make her cum, which I did with a little instruction on where to touch her and how to rub her. Then she jacked me off better than I ever did. After she wiped me off, she put on her panties and sundress and sandals, and I got dressed. She said I should probably go since her Mom would be home soon. I asked if I could see her again. She hesitated, then said yes with a big smile, but not for a few days. We saw each other a few more times that summer. We masturbated, masturbated each other, tried oral sex, and even probed each other's anus; but true to her word, Olivia never allowed my penis inside her body. Even though I was never with Olivia again after that summer, I have mastrubated thinking about her body and what we did together for more than twenty years.

I'm gay, but I've had straight friends all my life. One of my first friends used to make insinuations that could have led to us masturbating together, but I was always fearful of revealing myself (both my penis and my homosexuality) and I avoided the subject whenever it came up. I regret that now. I used to be embarrassed about the fact that I masturbated, while he admitted it quite openly.

Later on, when I was fully out of the closet, one of my close straight friends suggested we go to another friend's house, swim in his pool, and take advantage of him. He was curious about experimenting, but needed to be in control. The three of us ended up getting drunk and masturbating each other while sitting the side of the pool. I never touched my close friend, and after a while he lost interest, so I set to work on my other friend and quickly brought him to orgasm.

We never really talked about the experience, though it was mentioned casually once when we were all alone. Nothing happened but a few years later my friend with the pool and I got drunk, and he showed me some of his porn magazines. I asked him if he wanted to masturbate and he agreed. He seemed fascinated by the size of my penis, and when I took his penis in my hand, he did the same for me. We masturbated each other for a minute - I asked him if he wanted me to go down on him, but he declined. Eventually he brought me to orgasm. I wasn't able to bring him to orgasm, but I watched him ejaculate. We repeated the experience one other time, masturbating together in my bedroom, but by that point it was all due to my desperate insistance and it wasn't nearly as hot. I realized that the excitement of the experience was heavily weighed toward my end, and that it was unhealthy for me.

When I was 15 I was masturbating in my room when my younger brother walked past and saw me I was dumb struck penis in hand staring at him. He came in to my room and started to laugh I asked him have you ever wanked? and he said yes and that he needed to now. So I came up with the suggestion we wanked together it seemed kinda gay but we both were comfortable with our sexuality. He pulled his jeans down and started to masturbate just seeing my brother wank seemed kinda funny but kinda strange at the same time we both camr really hard and have continued to do this together many times since .

I grew up as an only child in the country, so playmates were few and far between. I remember that one neighbor boy and I used to pull on our penises when we were young, but there was nothing sexual about it. In fact, the neighbor referred to what we were doing as the peter torture!

Early in my adolescence, I started going to my grandmother's on the weekend. I think it gave my parents some time to themselves and I loved being with my grandmother and also having more playmates. Lots of good times playing baseball and football and hanging out and enjoying my adolescence.

A few years after I started going there, a boy about three years my junior heard me talking with a few of the other kids about masturbation. It must have made him curious, because soon we had ducked into my grandmother's bathroom and I was showing him my penis and how to stroke it. I remember him lying with his back against the bathtub as he fondled his small, hairless but hard penis.

A little while later, he came over for a sleepover,which up until that time had just been the usual boyish talk-and-play times. But this time, Mikey really wanted us to masturbate. So I agreed. We were in my grandmother's upstairs bedroom and our pants came off. After a little while, he asked what it would be like if we would touch each other. That didn't sound bad to me, so I reached over with my left hand and touched his penis. He reached over and touched mine and we started to stroke. I could hear his breathing get deeper and he said something about my penis being so big, which of course it was, as I was much older. He came really fast and hard and I remember him saying, Why does it feel so much better when somebody else does it? He kept stroking me until I came too.

This led to about two years of on-and-off sleepover action. After mutually masturbating several times, Mike asked me, What else could we do? And I asked what he meant, but he wanted me to say it. I think that he felt that as long as he wasn't initiating the act, it was OK, so I suggested that we suck each other. I sucked him first, then he reciprocated, and I don't think either of us came in the other's mouth. I say this because we usually did the act under the covers, and I for one was reluctant to take his come. I assume he felt the same. I know that, after a while, he shared with me that he couldn't get into sucking me after he had come, so after that I would always get pleasured first. Which was OK with me, because I found his hardness in my mouth exciting. We both had fantasies about a nicely shaped local girl named Cindy and we would sometimes talk about her during sex.

It wasn't long that he once again asked, What else could we do? and thus began our venture into anal sex. I think we both preferred oral but we liked anal sex because it felt close to what we imagined as being inside a girl.

Three times really stand out in my mind from those times. Once was a night that I had come over to visit when I was really horny, and I persuaded him to let me take him into my grandma's tool shed, which we had converted into our cabin. I took him from behind while stroking him and we both came. Another one was when I purchased The Sensuous Woman to guide my girlfriend in sexual techniques. That night, I showed Mikey some oral sex techniques and then let him take me from behind. For some reason, I found that very hot.

But my best memory was one night in my grandmother's living room on her sofa. For some reason, she chose to sleep upstairs that night. That night, we did everything that we had practiced, including a very hot 69. It was incredibly exciting having his hardness slide in and out of my mouth while he was sucking on me. I continued to love this position in heterosexual relationships and do to this day.

I had a girlfriend for much of this time, but while she and I practiced mutual masturbation, Mike remained my source of oral and anal sex until I found another girlfriend. I lost my virginity, Mike started finding girls to date, and that chapter in our lives closed. But 35 years later, I still find myself thinking about it sometimes.

Love mutual wanking - have done it for years starting when I was about 14 or 15. Have been married, had girlfriends, luv girls etc etc. But I love wanking with fit white bi young lads 18 to 25. Absolutely completely differnent the slick feeling on two peniss whacking against each other when standing really close wanking, with both penis heads smacking together...I was having great wank fun with an 18 year old straight lad for over a year, we must have had about 100 wanks, outside, in woods, in parks/alleyways, in bedrooms, in showers, toilets, hotel rooms, hottubs, outside in the snow in the alps..it was absolutely fantastic !

When I was in college, I hung out with a group that called ourselves dateless wonders because we rarely had dates on Saturday night. We were good friends, but there was no boyfriend/girlfriend stuff. One typical Saturday night five of us were sitting around watching TV at one girl's apartment. The movie was awful. Finally one of the guys, Paul, said something like if he were home alone, at least he could be masturbating. One of the girls asked why he had to be home alone to masturbate. That started us talking about where we've masturbated, how often, etc. I was surprised that all five of us had masturbated with someone of the opposite sex and same sex. Without saying a word, Paul took off his pants. We all stared at his huge erection. One of the girls, Jessica, took off her top and jeans, and touched herself under her panties. Soon Paul was naked and everyone, including me, was taking off their clothes. Paul was stroking his penis, and we were all watching. He looked up and asked if anyone wanted to try it. I was in my bra and panties and moved next to him and started stroking it. After a few minutes, I asked who was next. The other two girls and the other guy each had a turn. At one point Jessica was holding Paul's balls while Jason was stroking his penis. Paul asked who would make him cum, and I volunteered. In a minute he had a huge orgasm. I got this tremendous rush when it shot all over. Before Paul could wipe up, I said it was my turn and got naked. I laid on my back and started masturbating. One my one the other four explored me. Some touched my clit, others put fingers in my vagina. It was all very gentle, and I had a long, deep orgasm. By this time everyone was naked and eager for the special treatment. The mutual masturbation went on for a couple of hours. We said that we were going to have each person make the other four cum. We almost did it.

I have two expreriences with mutual masturbation that were spur of the moment episodes. I'll relate both here. First of all I'd like to point out that I am a white male and both of these experiences were with black ladies.

First time was when I was in college. I had a summer course I was required to take half way across the country (USA). Being a college student, I didn't own a car and a bus ticket was the most affordable means of travel. If you've ever traveled via bus in the U.S., you know it sometimes takes days to get to your destination, in my case three days.

After about 24 hours and many many stops a young, nice looking lady got on the bus and say near the back in the same row I was sitting except on the other side of the aisle. Sleeping isn't easy on a bus and short cat-naps was about all I was able to manage. Sometime during the night she noticed I was stirring and moved across the aisle. She quietly said, it's hard to sleep on the bus isn't it? I agreed. She said she noticed I had gotten an erection while napping and told me the vibrations from the engine and road really arroused her too and wondered if we could help each other out in a way that might make sleeping easier.

I liked the idea and she began touching me out side of my jeans and it didn't take me very long to be extremely arroused. I asked and she undid her pants to make it easier to touch her directly. I could tell immediately, she was very arroused also. I explored her genitals throughly. It didn't take long until she had an orgasm. She held my arm and told me she couldn't take more but allowed my hand to stay and feel her vagina contract.

After she caught her breath, she whispered it was my turn and asked if I would undo my pants so she could do the same. I did and she was able to stroke my penis slowly and explore it with a light touch of her fingers. Needless to say, it didn't take long before I had an orgasm that took my breath away. Like her, I grabbed her wrist to hold her hand in place and she could feel my contractions. She reached across the aisle and got some tissues from her purse to clean her hand and my penis. We ended up leaning against one another and slept well, even if only for a short time.

The second time was about six years after the first.

My job required I stay in a west African country for extended periods. Traveler's Checks were more common in those days and I would cash mine at the hotel front desk. One time while standing in line to cash a travelers check there was a nice looking black lady in line in front of me. She looked to be a few years older than me but still nicely built and good looking.

While standing in line she turned, smiled and said HI. I said 'Hello, how are you?' Her eyes lit up and she asked if I was American, I said yes I was and asked if she was too, since she didn't have the usual accent. She said she was and asked where I was from and I asked the same. Since American females were rare (read that unheard of) in west Africa, I asked why she was there. She said she had been there visiting relatives in a small village and was very happy to be back at a hotel with running water and real food. I told her what my business was and found out she was married but had taken the trip alone. I asked if she would like to have dinner together and she was thrilled with the offer.

I picked her up at her door and we made our way to one of the restaurants in the hotel. We had a couple of drinks and a fabulous meal of chinese food. During dinner we chatted and heard each others stories. I found out she had been in the country for 3 weeks and still had another week before she would leave. I also found out she was happily married and had 2 children.

After dinner, she told me she was enjoying the company of someone without an accent and didn't want to go back to her room right away. We decided to have a couple more drinks in the hotel bar. While we were having our drinks she leaned over and asked what on earth did I do about my 'personal' needs while being there for so long. I had told her my average time there was about 16 weeks each time, then I would take a week or two to fly back to the U.S. to order parts for the business or discuss logistics with the corporate execs. I was honest and told her I masturbated to get through that issue when it 'arose'. The look on her face was odd and I couldn't quite read it.

We discussed a few other topics as the evening progressed. Finally it was time to head back to our rooms. I walked with her to her room, which was two floors below mine. While she was opening her door she suddenly turned and asked if I was going to masturbate when I got back to my room. I'm sure she saw the surprise on my face. I was honest and said, yes, I probably would since did it almost every night to relax and help fall asleep. She said she had been so horny all evening and would love it if I would masturbate for her. I was instantly excited and thought, why not! We entered her room where we sat and talked for a few minutes when she finally asked if I was arroused. I assured her, I was and she said she was too.

We stripped and sat in front of each other totally naked. She on the bed and me in a chair. She said she really wanted to have intercourse but since she was married and neither of us had any contraception, that wasn't going to happen.

I got up and stood in front of her with my erection only inches from her face. She stared at it and I started stroking it slowly, pulling hard so the opening at the end gaped wide open. She grabbed my hips and leaned toward me and licked the pre-cum from the end of my penis. She then ran her tongue around and around the head. She didn't take it into her mouth but I really wanted her to.

She then laid back on the bed with her knees drawn up the let them fall apart. Her dark pubic hair was very curly and tight against her skin. I couldn't help myself and had to lean over for a close look. She was so arroused her wetness was flowing down onto the bed. I had to touch her, at first inside the vulva where the dark pickish skin was smooth and hairless, then dipped my finger into the pool of wet that had puddled at her vagina. I slowly worked my finger up to her clitoris and could feel her pulse thumping there. It was a big clit and very hard. When I touched it she tensed, sucked in her breath and held it. She wiggled a little to make my finger move over her clitoris then stopped. I continued to move my finger around her clit and pulled the hood further back and got a great view, I could almost see the throbbing.

It was only a moment before she was shuttering moaning with an intense orgasm. When this happened I moved my finger to her vagina and stuck it in to feel the contractions. When I did this, her shuttering increased and she let out a short high pitched squeal. She raised her hips off the bed and toward me. I put my other hand under her buttocks and held it there while she slowly let them sink back onto the bed.

I leaned in between her spread leg in a way that my scrotum was resting against her vulva. After she caught her breath, she reached down and began stroking my penis, actually it was more like petting it on the top only. She then sat up and pulled me close so that my penis was held tight against her chest, between her breasts. I was moving my hips slightly while she did this and felt like-WOW! After a few moments, she pushed me back a short distance and began stroking me in earnest. She leaned back a little on the bed and pulled me closer using my penis as a handle. She then continued to stroke me until I came all over her chest and belly.

She laid back on the bed and began smearing my cum around with one hand. I fell (more like collapsed) on the bed next to her and told her that was amazing. She said that it was the most intense sexual encounter she had ever had in her life. We even did it again that night but not as intense as the first time.

She was at the hotel for 5 more nights and we got together every night. We never had intercourse even though it was close a couple of times. We did have oral sex once. She had never had oral done to her and wanted to try it once. She said she liked it but didn't want it done a second time. She said it was because she was married and didn't want to get too used to it. Sometimes, we would masturbate the other, sometimes we would masturbate ourselve while the other watched and sometime we would masturbate ourself and the other at the same time while the other relaxed and enjoyed the feeling. She said she liked the touching and the orgasms and wanted to get all she could before returning home since she could never have the experience at home.

A few years ago friends were visiting my parents along with their daughter, Allison, who was 19. I was 28, but they asked me to show her around so she wouldn't be bored. Allison was cute, though not particularly bright. She said she wanted to go to the beach. When we arrived, she was wearing a coat-like cover up, which she took off as soon as we found a place to lie down. She had on a very brief bikini, which showed off a fabulous body. We spread beach towels on the sand and made small talk for awhile, but I was concentrating on her body. From her cute toes to her pouty lips she was sexy. I was wearing shorts and T-shirt and took off the shirt. She laughed and took off her bikini top, almost as if to say see, I can do it, too. I got only a brief glimpse of her breasts because she laid back down on her stomach and asked me to rub oil on her back and legs. I did as she asked and felt myself getting slightly hard as I rubbed her body. When I finished, she said, do my butt, too. The bikini bottom was held together by laces on either side, and she reached around an undid one of the laces. I gently rubbed oil on her tight ass and was by this time fully erect. I reminded her that we were on a public beach, and she said if anyone came close, just put the small towel over her butt. It was obvious she was having fun tantalizing an older guy. I admit I enjoyed it, but I kept remembering that Allison was the daughter of my parents' two oldest friends. Lying next to each other making more small talk relaxed me a little, though I was not going to get used to the naked woman lying next to me. She turned over on her back and said to do her front and handed me the bottle of oil. She stared at the bulge in my shorts, but I did not care, and spread the oil on her breasts, stomach, legs and feet. Even if Allisonw as only 19, she was the sexiest woman I had ever seen. I kept looking for intruders, but saw none. The beach was not crowded. As I massaged her pretty feet, her right hand slid over her stomach and she touched the lips of her vagina. Here eyes were closed, and she said, I masturbate, you know. She moved one foot to the front of my shorts and pressed it against my erection. Allison may have ben teasing, but it was working. What should I say or do? What if I did something and she told her parents? I knew I would not have intercourse with her on a public beach, nearly deserted or not, but I moved up next to her, still on my knees, and reached carefully to touch her clitoris. She took her hand away, spread her legs a little; and I could feel how wet she was. She unzipped my shorts and exposed my erection. I knew if she touched it at all, I would come fast, so I asked her to touch my balls. As she did, I massaged her clitoris, hoping she would cum fast. IN a couple of minutes she stopped touching me and touched her breasts. I noticed her toes curl, and she had an orgasm. She put her arms at her side and laid there silently, eyes closed. In less than a minutes, she opened her eyes and smiled. She propped herself up on one elbow and began stroking my penis with her free hand. As I suspected, I did not take long to cum, but I was surprised how big the orgasm was. Allison kept stroking and I kept cumming. I caught my breath and opened my eyes. She was smiling again, but then I noticed she had cum all over her breast and shoulder. I said I was sorry, but she replied, It's no big deal. It's just cum. Hand me the towel, which I did, and she wiped it off. Without a word, she put her bikini back on and her cover-up and we went home.

I was on a business trip with a co-worker. Julie and I had worked together five years. After the first day, we went to dinner in the hotel. Julie asked if I wanted to go to the bar afterward and see if we could meet some guys. I wasn't married and not dating anyone regularly, so I said OK. We had drinks with dinner and more drinks at the bar, but didn't see any guys who found us interesting or we found interesting. We headed up the elevator to our room (company policy was shared rooms). Julie said something like I'm pissed. I was really horny. In the room, we got ready for bed. Julie went into the bathroom in bra and panties and came out a few minutes later naked and said if she could not have a man she'd do the next best thing. She got on her bed and started touching her vagina. We were both a little drunk, and when she asked if I minded, I just stared and said no. She had a beautiful body. When she asked if I wanted to join her, I did not know what to say. I had never masturbated with a woman before. Julie sat up in bed and reached over and pulled me closer. She put a finger in my panties and gently tugged them down. I said I would masturbate and took them and my bra off. I had never looked at a woman's body the way I looked at hers. She said I had pretty breasts. I think I blushed. I sat down next to her and she put her arms around me. We suggled for a few minutes. Julie rolled over and started touching her clitoris again. I laid next to her and did the same thing. With her free hand she touched my breast. I was very aroused and reached orgasm quickly. When I did, Julie leaned over and kissed me on the lips and brought my hand down to her clitoris. We she reached orgasm, I returned her kiss. I felt like I was in a dream. We touched each other, she caressed my feet. We kissed each other's breasts and stomachs. We masturbated each other, and Julie gave me oral sex. We slept naked in the same bed. In the morning, we got up showered and got ready for the day's business. Nothing was said then or ever about what happened the night before.

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