Stopping by [F20/M20s] [mutual mastrbation]

The end of my junior year at college had arrived and as I was packing to go back home I realized that I had left some things at Eliza’s place earlier in the year. On my way out of town, I stopped by her house to grab my things. It was a very hot day, as I recall, and I was going commando wearing Umbros and a tank top. When I got to Eliza’s front door, she answered it in a very similar outfit. At the time I wasn’t sure if she was commando, but she certainly was braless. It may have been my imagination, but even though it was pretty warm outside (and her house had no A/C), I’m almost sure I saw her nipples harden a bit.

She let me in and I grabbed my things from her house and was getting ready for my 4-hour drive home when she offered me a cool beverage before I hit the road. I accepted and had a seat on her couch. She sat angled away from me in her recliner, watching television. We chit-chatted a bit and I noticed that she had trouble keeping eye contact, looking between my legs. She pointed out that I was giving her a great view right up those Umbros and she could see the head of my cock.

Well, shit. That started to wake the sleeping beast. It accelerated when she casually told me she’d been playing with her pussy ever since she got that first glance. Which had been a good 10 minutes ago.

That said, I was seeing someone else or I would have gone right over and stuck my dick right between her lips without hesitation. I really truly tried to restrain myself but Eliza and I also had this crazy sexual energy. There really wasn’t much to stop it. I… probably should have known better.

Anyway, I eventually ceased trying to stop or hide my erection and I just took off my shorts. I started stroking my cock right in front of her. We’d had great sex before but I don’t know if I’d ever just stroked it and put on a show for her like this.

At that point, whatever restraint she had on her end stopped as well. She kicked her shorts off over her head and flung one leg over the arm of the recliner. Yes, she was wearing no panties. She frantically started finger-fucking her pussy and rubbing her clit. Her living room really started smelling of sex now.

After about 10-15 minutes of watching each other stimulate ourselves, I started to feel the familiar rumbling of an orgasm approaching. I got up from the couch with my hard cock bobbing out in front of me and stood at the front of her recliner at the footrest to watch her fuck herself silly. Her knees were bent and she two fingers fucking her very wet pussy while her other hand stimulated her clit. Her eyes moved from from my stroking hard cock and bouncing balls to my eyes that were locked on her performance.

I was precumming a lot and it was dripping off the end of my cock, providing all the lubrication I needed. Occasionally, I would slow my pace to squeeze more from the head. Sometimes I wouldn't get all of it and drip in a long, clear string to her floor.

When I started to cum, I had a difficult time staying upright as my knees started to buckle. I've always cum a lot, even today... but in those younger days it bordered on ridiculous.

As I started to erupt, I grunted loudly and my first load almost went over her and much of it landed on her forehead and in her hair. The next shot was heavier than the first and splashed on her cheek and chin, making very audible “splat” sound. I shot about 6-7 more ropes that hit her in the tits, belly, pussy, and a few on her legs.

She came crazy hard, too. Her orgasm started when I vocalize my orgasm and continued as I shot the first few loads hitting her in the head and face. She was still cumming even after I finally collapsed on the floor. When she finished climaxing and her aftershocks subsided, she said she must have cum 4 times and is now ready for a nap. Geez, somehow I still had to drive multiple hours to my parents house. No nap for me...

I eventually got up and started to get dressed again. Eliza breathed a heavy sigh of relief, she gleefully wiping my cum off her face. She licked her fingers clean with a big cat-ate-the-canary look on her face. She thanked me and wish me a safe journey.