A couple of years back I was active on a dating site called kindling. It was there that I was matched with a young lady named Ashly Anderson from the same city I was currently residing in. She was an older brunette girl that was 33 in age, and I was only 28 at that point. We communicated for some time, mostly on the dating site kindling, and during these conversations, I learned right off that she was seeing someone already and she wasn’t in search of anything serious.
This struck me as kind of odd, for kindling wasn’t the type of website you would usually get on if you were in a relationship, but I continued to talk with her every once in a while. Soon we decided to meet up and have some drinks and we had a great time, discussing all sorts of things.
Ashly told me of her decision to go back to school and we talked about the courses she was taking along with financial things and our current jobs. She was one that didn’t usually conform to one certain thing, and I still found it hard to believe that her relationship could be much serious.
Ashly was of the shorter type, a brunette girl with fluffy hair. She didn’t like to wear a lot of make-up and she pulled off the more natural look quite well. She was very blunt and forth coming and had somewhat of a messy attitude. I found her quite amusing, and I had a wonderful time while in the company of her.
Later we talked about her relationship, and told me that they didn’t live together yet, because they had decided to take it slow. Her boyfriend had plans to move out of his parents soon and she was somewhat worried that he would try to move in on her more quickly. She also mentioned that her courses at school were not going so well at the moment, and I offered to tutor her when I got some free time.
About a month went by since we had met and had drinks, but we had kept in touch through emails and messaging. Most of these conversations were usually about her schoolwork and did not lead to anything other at the time. I had discovered some helpful materials to the courses she was taken and sent them to her recently. We then arranged to meet again and have dinner, while going over some of her test results.
While sitting in the family room on the sofa with the papers, I noticed all familiar smell of a woman, her pussy to be exact. Ashly was wearing a tight pair of jeans that conformed to her every curve and a short sweater that showed her mid-section. The smell of a woman always turned me on, and so it did tonight. Nothing happened between us that night and the next couple of weeks went by about the same. The smell of her stuck with me for months to come.
After Ashly had taken her big test and called me to tell me that she had passed, we both decided on a little celebration night. We arranged a date, and it wasn’t too far out so I was excited, for I had bigger plans this time around. Not to long after the day rolled around, and we met up and set out for a night of celebration. After three or four drinks, I was starting to feel little tipsy, so I let off a bit. Feeling more confident with my buzz, I decided to mention those tight-fitting jeans that she wore that night and became brave enough to tell her I noticed the smell of her pussy.
She looked a little confused and asks me what I was implying. I told her what I had smelled and what the smell usually meant for me, which was a smell of fresh ejaculation, and I implied that she must have masturbated earlier that day. It had to have been that or she had become wet while visiting with me. The latter option was ok with me; there is nothing that gets me harder, than knowing that a woman is wet because of me.
I chose to continue on this subject, and she let me know that she was thankful of the help with her school courses and that she found me attractive as well. “Damn, could have told me sooner!” I replied, but I played it cool, nonetheless. My body was screaming fuck her now, but my mind was telling me “No” that she was too much of an innocent sweetheart. The subject ended up going elsewhere and we had one more last drink, then I returned home.
It had been about two weeks after we had last seen each other, and we still had not had sex. Ashly started some new courses at school and recently inquired about more tutoring. Again, we began studying and one night while she was over, we sat on the love seat and were about an hour into our study, when I noticed the smell once again. I started to feel myself getting hard and I did not want her to notice so I stepped outside for some air.
I did not notice right off but she had followed me out, and when I turned around, she said “excuse me for asking but did you get that hard on because of me?” Choosing to play it cool, I apologize and tell her that it does make it a little more difficult to concentrate. She then agrees and tells me that I wasn’t the only one having difficulty concentrating. We returned inside and plunked down beside each other on the love seat once more. We looked at each other and giggled.
Sexy brunette girl and I masturbate to each other
Finally, I told her that we needed to come to some sort of agreement if this is how things were going to be and she agreed. “Well, what do you propose that we do about it?” she asks. I looked at her and told her that the answer was obvious, but I wanted to make sure that I went about it right with her since she was such a sweetheart. She then proceeded to talk about her masturbation and ask my thoughts on the subject.
I couldn’t help but be a little confused and wander just were this might be leading. Then she suddenly suggests something that takes me by surprise. She suggests that I sit on one end of the love seat, and her on the other and we masturbate together. “Damn, sounds good to me where shall we start?” I ask. I wasn’t quite ready for the response to come, which was her losing her shirt and exposing her beautiful breast.
I anticipated her boobs to be about a C or D cup and she had flawlessly smooth skin. Her nipples were the right color pink and perfect. I was getting hard rather quickly and then she looked over at me with a wide grin and began to take her pants off. I followed her lead pulling mine down also to reveal only my boxer brief, which came off next. My cock is around 6.5″ and I see her gazing down at it in awe.
We both look at each other and then we lock eyes. This brunette girl is what every man needs, with her beautiful body and her nice round boobs and not to mention a sweet looking little pussy. If we had of stared at each other like that much longer, we would have been attacking each other sooner rather than later. However, she soon looked away and began playing with her clit, with her other hand she caressed her tits, periodically she would look in my direction.
She had a wonderful smell, and I loved her sweet little groans while she aroused herself. In the meantime, I continue to stroke my cock while watching this sexy brunette girl masturbate in front of me. I could feel myself ready to cum and I held back. I looked over at her and told her how sexy she was, and she told me she thought the same and loved the way I looked stroking my cock. I didn’t notice how much time had passed but I mentioned to her how close I was to cumming.
She told me that she was close as well and suggested that we should complete it together. I could hear her pussy making wet, sloshy sounds and I began to stroke myself quicker and quicker. She began to climax and moan out loudly and it pushed me into my climax as well. I sprayed a few sprays covering the lounge chair nearby and let out a gasp. I looked over and saw her lying on her back, eyes shut and breathing vigorously. “Fuck, that was great!” she said, and I agreed. We cleaned ourselves up and after that, things were much more relaxed than what I had expected, and I was glad. After that, me and my sexy brunette girl got dressed and decided to part ways agreeing to see each other more often.