Melissa Z

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From the moment I met my friend’s girlfriend, I knew she was cut from a different mold. She seemed unlike any other female I’d ever crossed paths with. She seemed like a wholesome respectful young woman on the outside. A typical “girl next door” vibe about her, but if looked upon close enough, a critical eye could see she was a little more deviant and mischievous. A definite devil in sheep’s clothing, so to speak.

During our first meeting, we all enjoyed chicken wings before going to a movie. It was a weekly ritual for a lot of us. Meet up at the bar in the mall, have the wings that were always on special Tuesday nights, then head to the movie theater around the corner. I don’t recall what we all saw that night, but I do remember the conversation I had with Melissa.

I admit I don’t remember how we got on to the subject, it wasn’t one that we normally chatted about, but somehow, Melissa took it upon herself to explain to everyone what “ski poling” was. I had an idea, but I always embrace an opportunity for a woman to talk dirty. “It’s when a woman has two guys sit on either side of her and she jacks them off.” Melissa put an exclamation point on the sentence by motioning with circled fists, as if she were jerking off two guys right there in the bar. I decided to poke some fun by asking how she knew and was blown out of the water when she proudly confessed to doing it a couple times when she was in high school.

I shut up after that, allowing the table conversation to go in whatever direction it went, instead imagining this innocent young girl jerking off classmates, left and right when she was a teenager. There’s something oddly hot about that idea.

As time passed the numbers in our weekly movie excursion dwindled and the frequency dropped from weekly to bi-weekly. Finally, the only ones going to the movies were myself, Melissa and her boyfriend. To be honest, I was never real good friends with her boyfriend, but the friendship between Melissa and I grew into something unique and special. We joke nowadays that if she and her boyfriend were to split up, that she’d get me in the “divorce”, so to speak. Which is fine, as her boyfriend cebeci escort is kind of a dork, but Melissa has remained as hot and interesting as she has ever been.

Our relationship, though, took a strange turn a couple years ago, now. I was home alone, one night, when I got a text from her. She explained how she was dropping her boyfriend off at some kind of club meeting, and would like to hang out at my house in the meantime. Her boyfriend is one of those D & D type guys, playing some kind of fantasy adventure game using picture cards. I don’t understand it, nor do I understand how a nerdy fuck like that got such a smokin’ hot girlfriend, either. I replied to Melissa’s text, saying it was fine. I was just about to watch a movie and she was welcome to join if she’d like. All the while, I questioned why she’d rather drive all the way across town to hang out with me, rather than just return home, which was only a short way from where her boyfriend was playing his game.

We watched the movie, “Act of Valor” and chit-chatted a little all the way through. At the end of the movie, Melissa looked at her watch and noted that she still had about an hour before she had to pick up her boyfriend. I said she was welcome to stay, and she smiled at the chance. Soon our conversation took a dramatic turn when she asked me, “Would you consider it cheating if two people masturbated in front of each other?”

I was shocked, to say the least. I paused, pondering if I heard her correctly. “I’m sorry. Can you repeat that question?”

“If two people wanted to masturbate together but weren’t in a relationship with each other, would that be cheating?” she asked ever so innocently.

“So,” I began to clarify, “If you and I, were to masturbate in front of each other, would that be cheating on your boyfriend?”

“Yeah.” Melissa said, sitting up in her chair. “I’ve seen cocks before, obviously. And you’ve seen tits and pussies, before. So that wouldn’t be cheating, right? So long as we didn’t touch each other.”

Again, I was blown away at the question and the idea of actually acting out this fantasy scenario. cebeci escort bayan “Are you suggesting we do that?” I asked.

“If you’d like to.” she said, standing up.

Melissa nervously began to unbutton her denim shorts and lower the zipper, dropping them to the floor and kicking them up. She neatly folded them and placed them on the arm of the chair. Next she removed her top, revealing creamy white C-cup breasts cradled nicely in a black bra, which was next to come off. They were spectacular and unblemished. No pimples. No moles. Just utter perfection. Two rosy nipples hard as can be pointing back at my gaze. I was speechless.

“You have to do this, too!” Melissa said, finally dropping her panties, which she folded and placed atop the pile of clothing that had amassed on the arm of the chair. I shook the cobwebs out of my head, returning to reality, rustled about out of my seat and took a position in front of her, dropping my pants and underwear to my ankles and stepped out of them. I was less tidy than Melissa, kicking them to the side, rather than neatly folding them.

All was quiet at first, each of us gazing upon the other’s body. I marveled in her incredible tits. I’d often fantasized about them, ever since really taking notice at a comic expo where Melissa had dressed quite provocatively, putting her cleavage on display for everyone to enjoy. Now to see them out in the wild, was incredible. Melissa’s pussy on the other hand, was just that. Ferociously hairy, like a Persian kitty. I’d heard her speak in the past, while under the influence of alcohol that “I have a boyfriend, now, so I have no need to shave my pussy!” That was the first and only time I felt sorry for her boyfriend.

Nevertheless, I had this incredibly sexy young woman naked in my living room. Whatever the case may be, I’m going to relish this for all it’s worth.

“Wow…” Melissa said, “I’d heard from other girls that you were thick, but I never imagined.” I looked down at Melissa as she uttered those words, but she never returned my gaze, instead was reveling in the mass that was pulsating and growing before her escort cebeci very eyes. I never even had to touch myself to get an erection. Just looking upon Melissa’s nakedness was all the fuel I needed. “It’s a shame you can’t touch it, huh?” I said, hoping she’d change her mind and devour my cock.

“Yeah. It is.” Melissa said with a little disappointment on her face, leaned back in the big arm chair. She immediately spread her legs as wide as she could, a little glimmer of pink slicing the dark hair. With her left hand, Melissa immediately addressed the moistness that was brewing between her legs. It was sweet and wet. I could hear the smacking of the moisture as she manipulated her pussy. I slowly cupped my cock in my right hand and mimicked the slow motion that she was making. Reaching down with her other hand, Melissa spread her lips to really show off her pinkness and started plunging the fingers of her left up inside of her, while rubbing her clitoris with her right middle finger. I did my best to match her actions, beating my cock with a bit more determination and purpose.

Deeper and deeper. Harder and harder. The two of us jerking ourselves with growing intensity. Melissa’s tits would shake and dance with every thrust of her hand.

I could feel my cock getting harder in my hand as I beat it, imagining that the grip was actually Melissa’s furry pussy, rather than my calloused hand. That’s when I lost control and shot a hot mess onto Melissa’s inner thigh.

Everything came to an immediate stop. An enraged Melissa reacted, “What the fuck is that?”

“I just came.” I said.

“I know that.” Melissa said, angrily, “What the fuck is it doing on my leg?”

I chuckled and said, “What the fuck did you think was going to happen?”

Melissa figured part of the “no touch” included not getting any sperm on her either, I guess.

“Relax,” I said, handing her a tissue, “You’re not going to get pregnant from that.”

I was a little offended that something that began so innocent and elegantly had to come to such an abrasive end. Melissa, thankfully, cooled off, wiping the jizz clean from her thigh, before getting dressed.

We chatted and even joked about what had happened and when asked if we could do it again one day, Melissa didn’t deny the possibility. However, since that time, we’ve not engaged in mutual masturbation, but things have ramped up some, but that’s a tale for another day.

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