Catching Allison

My fondest sexual experience happened quite a few years ago, when my sister's friend Allison was staying over our place for a few days. She is a true beauty, with curves in all the right places. For a hormone driven young man of twenty, having a beautiful young female like that sleeping, undressing and changing in my own house gave rise to all sorts of erotic imagery and naughty fantasy. As I lay in bed that night, I put my hand down my pants and felt the erection her mere presence had caused. Dirty thoughts flowed through my mind as I could hear her moving about in her room preparing for bed. Oh, to be a fly on her wall as she undressed! While I might have wished it, unfortunately I didn't hear anything erotic going on in her room, and after a few minutes of silence, my tired mind soon fell asleep.

The next morning I had gone out very early for a short hike, up to the top of a nearby hill and back down again, my usual morning routine. When I came home, my sister's car was gone, so I had assumed she and her hot friend had left together. So with the coast clear, and the perverted male idea of checking out the hallowed place where Allison had slept and undressed in just hours before, I made my way to the guest room to sniff around. What I didn't realize at the time is that my sister had run out to the store alone for an hour, leaving our precious guest in her room to sleep in. Having been in that situation before myself, I suppose lying in bed in someone else's houses while nobody else was home proved to be too erotic an opportunity for Allison to pass up, so she had undressed herself and had begun masturbating in bed. As one may guess, this proved to be my lucky day.

I lightly pushed open the door, not expecting to see her in the room, but there she was, totally naked on her bed masturbating. One can imagine the surprise, shock and exhilaration that instantly pounced on me as I realized the rare goldmine I had just lucked into. Coming in to merely sniff around, I was getting so much more! Allison was laying on her back on top of the covers, not a stitch of clothing to be found anywhere on her beautiful body, with her hand down between her legs, busily working away. Nice ample breasts, slightly falling to each side as she lay there, with perfect sized areolas that complimented two very nicely erected nipples. I espied that the left nipple was noticeably wet: she had been toying with it. A quick glance downward discovered her to be completely shaven, what a naughty image that was. With one leg laying straight on the bed, and her other leg spread apart with her knee bent, it gave me the perfect view of her shaven wonders. Her four fingers were all firmly pressed together while the two middle ones slowly went in circles at the top of her smoothly shaven slit, a most bewitching sight.

When I had first seen her, her face was looking blankly up at the ceiling, off in some erotic fantasy as she touched herself, and I had a short few seconds to glance between her legs at her wonderfully straight labia, before I realized she had discovered me. As our eyes locked on each other, the look on her face was one of placid enjoyment, and seeing me at the door spying on her didn't replace it with any type of embarrassment or outrage. A quick look down between her legs showed her four fingers still going about in that even circle: she was continuing to masturbate, even though she knew I was watching! Seeing her masturbating herself was heaven; knowing she was continuing to finger herself while I watched just blew me away.

Like a hunter who doesn't dare to move or make a sound for fear of scaring the prey away, I stood silent and motionless at her door, hoping not to disrupt the delicate situation before me. She continued to slowly rub her mound, as that same placid look on her face stared back at me. My heart was beating very fast now, I had never had the opportunity to see a girl do this to herself before, so this was a dream come true. The uniquely female motion she used on herself had my eyes bugging out of my head, and I'm sure she could tell by the look on my face the effect she was having on me. One or two heavy breaths came from her as she continued her intimate dance with her clitoris, until she finally broke the silence, "You're supposed to knock before you open the door."

It was said in a non threatening way, in fact it almost seemed labored on her part to get the words out, so heavily was she into what she was doing. I responded, "Well I would apologize and say I'm sorry, but I doubt you would believe me."

She smiled and laughed slightly at my response as she continued to rub herself, beginning to get a little quicker in her hand motions. It was clear her excitement was heightening, not only were her fingers moving in quicker circles, but her body was beginning to squirm about a bit too. She continued to look back at me, but now that placid glassy look on her face had a bit more tension and urgency in it. Seeing her fingers rubbing her clit, and seeing her moist pussy and beautiful breasts were amazing enough to me, but watching that expression on her face was just as incredible. I had seen her many times before, in all types of moods, be it happy, excited, surprised, bored or annoyed. But seeing her masturbation face was simply fantastic to behold. Seeing the way I stared at her little show, in disjointed words she broke the silence, "Have you ever seen a female play with herself before?"

I shook my head no. Her eyebrows lifted in excitement over this answer, "No? Ooh, your heart must be pounding seeing this then!"

Slave to the scene before me, I could only nod my head up and down in response. I stood at the doorframe and gawked shamelessly at this most intimate and private female ritual laid out on the bed before me. And she didn't seem to mind in the least, in fact my presence in the room seemed to heighten her enjoyment of the situation. She was moving her fingers in a much swifter motion now, her body wriggling about and twitching, and I could hear her staggered breaths. "Oh God, I didn't realize being watched while doing this would be so erotic. Come to the foot of the bed."

When I moved to where she wanted she stopped fingering herself for a second, hard as that must have been to do at the moment. She removed her hand from her pussy to give me a clear view of her entire genital region, and spread both her legs apart for maximum effect. My eyes hungrily feasting on this view presented to me, I shamelessly stared at her wet vulva and clitoris for a considerable time, until she asked quite playfully, "Would you want to peek inside?"

I about shot my load in my pants when she asked me that. It was a rhetorical question of course, and as soon as she asked it, the fingers from both hands went to each side of her mound, and slowly separated her soft outer lips, pulling them apart to expose her innermost parts. Previously covered by her folds, I could now see the tip of her very excited clitoris peeking out from under its hood, her very prominent urethra, and that most wonderful vaginal opening, which she was intentionally opening and contracting for added effect. Open, closed, open, closed. What an erotic thing to see her doing! I was in absolute heaven experiencing this extreme view and she knew it. I couldn't help but think to myself how ridiculously horny she must be to do that in front of me. She was turning out to be a lot more frisky of a girl then I had ever imagined.

Finally she took her fingers away, her lips closing back on themselves again, and she went back to work on her clit, four fingers firmly together, but this time going around in much greater earnest. Her body was now fully being controlled by the feelings emanating from her clitoris, and she was moving about and groaning and moaning. She began to act as if I was no longer in the room, totally consumed in the surging feeling. Just another minute or so of this delightful act, the pace of her fingers ever quickening, and suddenly her legs slid together tightly, her body arched, her eyes rolled back, and a long orgasmic squeal took her, followed by a series of very guttural grunts. This orgasmic scene before me lasted for a good many seconds until it finally began to fade away, leaving her motionless on the bed, her fingers lying still atop her sensitive mound.

Seeing her orgasm by her own hand was the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed, and I could not control myself any longer. Without even thinking what I was doing, I quickly pulled down my shorts and underpants to my knees in one fell swoop and grabbed my very stiff cock. She had clearly not anticipated her orgasm having that strong and swift a reaction on me, and her mouth opened quite widely in surprise. So turned on in seeing her rubbing herself to orgasm like that, I was instantly at full bore as soon as my hand was around my shaft.

After a few seconds of seeing me stroking it, she lifted herself up to get a better view of what I was doing to myself. Supporting herself with her hands, she devilishly opened her legs all the way with her knees in the air, giving me the best view of her naked snatch, trying to turn me on as much as possible. Suffice to say, it worked! Her eyes were very focused on my hand going back and forth. Inspecting my motion, she looked up at me and said, "I can't believe how quickly you stroke it. Noisy too!"

Having watched her getting off, I was already ridiculously turned on. Having her now watching me doing myself so intently, with her completely naked and spread for my visual arousal, was simply too much to take. It took less than thirty seconds of stroking myself for me to hit the point of no return. I was so busy with the intense feeling, and she not expecting me to come so fast, neither of us had time to think about her getting "out of the way". When orgasm did come, even as the first bit of sperm began erupting all I could see before me was this beautiful nude female body with legs splayed apart, exposing all for my lust. Like any man in this situation the idea of my semen flying all over that naked body seemed only to heighten my excitement. In the midst of orgasm, people just do not reason things out further than primal urges. And so leaning against the foot of the bed I pushed my hips forward as far as possible and shot my sperm all over her naked body.

She gave a squeal and a shocked laugh when she realized what was happening. She hadn't been expecting me to do that, but she didn't move away from it either, watching my ejaculate flying out in streams. A good bunch hit her square between the breasts, another flew to the left and landed on her thigh, and the rest landed on the bed right between her legs. When my orgasm subsided, she sat there with mouth agape, realizing that I had just shot my load all over her body. After inspecting it on her breast, her thigh, and the covers, Allison wiped a bit of it up off her leg and said, "Icky. We probably shouldn't have done that one."

After a second of reconsidering it she chuckled, "But what the fuck!"

Still covered in my ejaculate, after a moment of hesitant silence, she surprised me by laying right back down and went straight back to fingering herself a second time. There was no gentle slow rubbing like the first time around. She was totally turned on again having watched me jerking off. I imagine being covered in a guy's semen had to only heighten her perverted arousal, and she went straight away to furiously fingering her clitoris. Just as quickly, things heated up even more. "Quick," she said, "Go into the middle right hand drawer of the dresser and reach under all my clothes until you feel a hard object, give it to me."

Hard object? I knew exactly what she was asking me to do, and I hastily reached in and came upon a little blue vibrator under a bunch of her undergarments. She was so turned on that she was even asking me to go through her panty draw to grab her most intimate secret! I was beginning to love this girl's incredible playfulness. She abruptly stopped fingering her clitoris and with the same hand snatched the vibrator from me, quickly turning it on as the erotic buzz filled the room. She placed it directly on the side of her clitoris, and gave an instant squeal. Oh, my God! I thought watching her finger herself was erotic. There were no uniquely female finger movements for me to enjoy as she adopted this new method of masturbation, but the added sensations it gave her clearly shot throughout her entire body.

She was moving and tossing about uncontrollably under the control of her vibrator, making all sorts of painfully pleasurable sounds I had never heard her make before. It wasn't for a minute or so that I realized I had my cock in my hand and was furiously beating it again. So much for that 15 minute refractory period guys are supposed to have! I was now looking at her masturbating with her vibrator at the same moment her eyes were focusing on what my hand was doing to my penis. I stared at the juices between her legs even as she stared at the excess sperm dripping out of my dick. The more she got turned on, it had the same instant effect on me, which in turn got her even more aroused, and so on. I was being initiated into the realm of mutual masturbation, and I was in heaven.

It was only a matter of time before she finally went over the edge again and became lost in her orgasm. The look of beautiful agony on her face expressed every wonderful wave that surged through her body, and with it what a loud and gorgeous moan she let ring out! As her pleasure began to subside and she removed the vibrator from her clit, that is when I had my second orgasm as well, shooting my second load of cum in mere minutes right upon her two closed legs. That is probably the quickest back to back orgasms I've ever enjoyed, and I have Allison to thank for it.

We were both quite spent after that, her laying there motionless, and me standing at the foot of the bed, gazing before me at this nude female body covered in my own cum. That mental image of her was branded on my mind for ever. A minute passed as we both tried to catch our breath and come off our high. She smiled at me. "I haven't been that naughty in a while, that was so wonderful," she said, reluctantly adding, "but I guess you should probably go now, before we do something worse."

I knew exactly what she meant by doing something worse. We had watched each other get off, but we hadn't yet touched each other's body. If we had any physical contact, despite two orgasms apiece we'd likely be fucking like bunnies in a few moments. Besides, my sister would be returning home shortly, and getting caught in bed with her friend would not have gone over well. And so, reluctantly agreeing with the naked goddess before me, I left the room, though not before I squeezed out the rest of my cum out of my dick, letting it drop down on her feet, which gave her a chuckle. She gave me a few coy smiles around the house that day before she finally went home.

Years later, I still masturbate regularly about that day, and Allison confided in me recently that she does the same. I've let her know my willingness and desire to repeat that wonderful experience, but unfortunately she always firmly refuses me. I'll never understand women! So come nighttime each of us can be found in our own beds, in our own houses, each one of us masturbating and fantasizing about the same exact thing. If only it could happen just one more time. If only.