behind the scenes
I have a little story to tell, perhaps old, but true.
I was a student at the time. The exam period was going to be difficult. Most of us organized to revise in groups. I had invited two girlfriends to spend the weekend in my parents’ country house.
We could work there quietly, sleep there and come back on Sunday evening. My comrades were Julia, a young Senegalese laughing but serious, and then the first in the class: Emma, redheaded, discreet and reserved.
We knew neither boyfriend nor a fortiori lovers: public rumor gave them as virgins. Did they know that despite my twenty and a half years, I was like them: ‘virgin’? It didn’t matter, it was about working!
We reviewed our lessons all Saturday. In the evening, after dinner, we talked about everything and nothing. As another studious day awaited us the next day,
An hour later, I still didn’t sleep. I turned in all directions in the bed. To be honest, I was excited.
At that time, without a female partner, when it happened, I admit that I often masturbated in the sink … I’m not particularly proud of it, but that’s life !
So I headed for the bathroom. As I passed Emma’s room, I saw the door ajar. I spent my head there. The gifted youngster was asleep, in a bra and panties.
Her big white breasts contrasted strangely with the narrowness of the pelvis and the delicacy of the legs. I knew it was wrong to look at her like that.
However, I approached the bed, and I risked a light finger to touch her thigh, neither seen nor known …
Her skin was very soft and, up close, you could see through the thin fabric of the pants a tuft of red hair. As the girl seemed to be sleeping soundly, I got emboldened. I lifted the pants a little to caress this hairiness, colorful and silky.
And then, I flatly ran my hand over her breasts! We could feel the nipples under the lingerie, which made me shiver everywhere. Emma remained without reaction, regular breathing, innocent victim of my turpitudes.
As lightly as possible, I put a hand on the lower abdomen
Courage! I wanted to touch her what you guess. My fingers slipped under the elastic of the panties. After a moment of waiting, it is all the hand that I finally had on the sex of the sleeping beauty. It was magical !
Unfortunately, I couldn’t do much else under these conditions. So I released my hand and, holding my breath, I started to undress the girlfriend … I went slowly and, without rushing, I got there. Emma was almost naked!
It excited me enormously. I was bandaging like a madman.
I wanted to masturbate more than ever. To better see her sex, I tried to spread my legs but Emma moved. She sighed deeply and then turned to lie on her stomach.
She discovered me so adorable buttocks, with a wide stripe.
She had a cute, red and throbbing anus. I hesitated, but dragged by I don’t know what madness, I wet my saliva index and pushed it in slowly. Emma sighed again, without coming out of her sleep. At that moment, her rump started to wave, back and forth, like an invitation.
Why not try more? I knelt on both sides of the buttocks, with a thousand precautions, and I pushed the glans in the anus. My gesture triggered muffled moans in the girl, accompanied by small jolts.
A terrible doubt assailed me. Was Emma really sleeping? Frightened that she was awake, afraid of losing her balance, almost ejaculating in the body of the crime, I retreated without a drum or a trumpet.
Emma left me frightful cramps in the penis and like tightness in the testicles: a hygienic masturbation was essential! When I wanted to enter the bathroom, to relieve myself, the door resisted.
It was busy, but from the inside, I heard Julia launch ‘Wait, I open …’ and the door immediately opened, with a loud flushing sound. Julia was dressed in a short nightie. She had a flat chest where the nipples could be seen very well.
However, what attracted me was below: in a hurry to open the door, Julia had put on her panties badly and a pretty black butt remained completely uncovered. I started to joke:
– Cover up, you’re going to catch a cold, we’re not in Africa here!
Julia made one who does not understand. So I pointed to the crazy buttock.
“I didn’t believe you like that,” she said, frowning.
I had entered the bathroom. This being small, I found myself against Julia.
– I could be very different, you know, if you weren’t always so reasonable …
To give herself a capacity, Julia took the attitude of the wise girls, hands behind the back and downcast eyes and there … she began to giggle, but really with good heart! I was only wearing my pajama pants. This kind of cotton pajamas whose fly does not close. And I realized with amazement that I had sex outside!
Julia stared at me:
– Mike, what exactly were you doing here, in the bathroom, in such a state? Do not lie…
How to deny the obvious? I confessed my guilty intention: something boyish, difficult for her to understand, no doubt, but so necessary … What else to say? Julia seemed doubtful. She said to me thoughtfully:
– You know, I never saw him do it.
– Do you want to do it for you? I asked, my throat dry, not daring to believe it.
– Yes ? Okay ! Where do you do that? And where do I go?
– Just stand there, to my left, facing the sink.
It looked like I was used to it, when it was the first time I did this in front of a girl. I was both worried and proud of myself. I put my cock above the earthenware and then I started to touch myself with the right hand.
Little disappointment: I felt nothing more than doing it alone. I then thought of the buttock coming out of my spectator, and I caressed it with her left hand. Immediately, it was better, much better feeling. I risked two fingers under the elastic of the pants. Attentive to my gestures, Julia gave me an embarrassed smile, but without real disapproval.
While she watched me caress the testicles, uncork the glans and jerk the penis in various ways, I bravely plunged my left hand into the pants. It was hot, the line of the ass was almost burning. When I put my fingers there, the girl had a silent shiver.
I then knew in sex new perceptions, never experienced, which irradiated my whole stomach … As I mastered the killing of my fiery bull, I concentrated – without fear of ejaculating too early – on the moist African furrow.
I patiently explored all the wonders there, like a new Levingston. Finally, my index finger focused on a small secret hole, already encountered during the walk. It only took a slight push for it to sink into unsuspected equatorial depths. Julia noisily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, almost muffled. She seemed to verify the reality of the event by a contraction of the sphincters. It was time …
– Look at that!
And I released the beast … it propelled powerful spurts, one on the glass, the other on the taps, a third in the overflow of the sink. Julia watched this fireworks:
– Oh, the beautiful white! And this one! And this one !
At the end, exhausted, the bull turned into a very stuck slug, like Cinderella’s carriage into a pumpkin. Enigmatic, Julia kissed me on the cheek and went to bed. It only remained for me to clean up my nocturnal pollution and to sleep. I sniffed my left index finger: no, I hadn’t dreamed!
No one talked about anything on Sunday. We read our lessons all day. Weren’t Emma and Julia two so reasonable students! However, I had glimpsed behind the scenes. How far would these mysterious young model girls go? Anyway, at the end of the afternoon, when we had to go home, they proposed that we stay there. We could watch TV, sleep a little and get home early Monday, they said.
