I have been fortunate to have had 3 amazing real life memories that I think about quite a fair bit. I am not much of a story teller but these 3 experiences stood out due to their forbidden nature, as you are about to read about.
I love the feel of a woman's soft slender fingers on me, I mean specifically on my cock and to be frank whenever the opportunity arose I would intentionally encourage and confess to the one I'm with, what really gets me excited.
These real life experiences are about handjobs and if its not for you, you are welcome to stop reading from this point in time. Have always loved them and have fantasies around this very act so, I make no apologies. Like I said I chose as part of my routine lovemaking or at least if time doesn't permit, I am happy to receive a handie instead. It's not being selfish, as I will happily return the favour, like eating pussy. I love oral sex and any form of penetration.
Anyway my stories are very graphic, cause to be frank I enjoy writing about what actually happened in very explicit detail. Some readers have already experienced this and I am glad they enjoyed the descriptive details. Here's the story as I described to one reader who I hope got off big time on it.
The first real life scenario involved both voyeurism and exhibitionism. It was about getting masturbated by this guys girl while he watched. It was an extraordinary situation. It does really happen but again I was lucky guy at the right place...:)
I would love to find another scenario where this could happen to me again but it remains a highly erotic, one off memory and pretty much enjoyable masturbation fonder now.
Well that "lucky guy" was at a late night party and this couple I got on pretty well with, gave me an experience of a lifetime, at least from her. This has been one of the hottest experiences in my life and I would like to share what happened here.
It was extraordinary as this was very much a random occurrence. There were other good reasons that made this unusual situation rather erotic. She was aroused but reluctant and nervous. That I could understand, but that in itself was quite desirable, a turn on. After the intial nerves disappeared, she was herself. The intimacy I felt with her was hard to explain. You just have to imagine yourself with another man's girl to feel what I mean, the connection. Just everything from eye contact, the sounds of her breathing to the smell and warmth of her presence.
It all started with a party at a friend of a friend's house and I ended getting on well with this couple. They were the host. It was late and I think I was probably the only one left. That's when I notice how friendly she was, although he did most of the talking. She was rather attractive and you know couldn't say no to a beautiful woman touching me even if her man was there. And for the life of me, I can't remember their names. I think it her name was...maybe Leanne? Anyway that's when she took my hand and sat down with me on the couch while he sat opposite us, then....