 - When did you first experience a sensation you would describe as ‘erotic’ or ‘sexual’? Under what circumstances? How did you feel? What did you think of it? How did you react to it – enjoyed, were frightened, embarrassed, or…? Has the event influenced your future sexuality?
For the first time I experienced something close to orgasm in a school toilet.
One evening I had to stay late at school and on my way back, in the corridor, I realized I needed to stop at the girls’ room for a pee real bad, I could hardly bear it. The tension inside me grew and gave me some kind of a sexual excitement as usual. I needed a pee and I needed a sexual relieve. So I went into the rest room.
As if in no hurry I tidied up my hair, examined my makeup, fiddled the necklace on my neck. Only when I was not able to hold on any longer, I went into the closet, pulled my panties down and my skirt up. I was almost ready when a young couple, a boy and a girl, rushed into the room. They began kissing, filling each other, laughing loudly – I could hear all very clear through my closet door. In a few seconds the laughter stopped, there was a moment’s silence, then I heard a sigh, then another one, then a soft moan.
I was about to explode, but I had to endure the urge to pee, because I was afraid to scare them off with the sound of me peeing. I felt dizzy, at the same time dying to see what was going on a meter away from me. I heard a sound of passionate kissing, feet shuffling on the floor.
The sound of unzipped fly made my nipples swell. I opened a cabin door slightly. There was a mirror right opposite me. I saw him leaning against the door, she was already on her knees, sucking his cock. I saw only her head and a part of his leg, but that was enough for me to become horny like hell. She took her time giving him head, and it was obvious that she enjoyed doing it. I let out a few drops of urine. I felt I would burst in a minute. I pressed my legs together tight and felt a little better. I heard the steps and rustle of clothes again. I opened the door a couple centimeters wider, trying to remain unnoticed. She was back to her feet, supporting herself with her hands against the wall, he was behind her, his cock entering her slowly. A cry, a long moan, and then the clapping of two bodies having sex. I could see only her spread hands against the wall and her ass, moving rhythmically. She had a beautiful ass, firm and tight.
I became weak in my knees, a tiny stream ran down from my pussy. I grab my panties and squeeze them between my legs. They became wet fast and started dripping soon. I pressed my legs even harder together, licked my dry lips and looked in the mirror. His movements accelerated, her cries interrupted her moans. She clenched her fists, her body thrusting from side to side, but he held her firm in his hands, pumping harder and deeper inside her. I am few more moments, her suppressed shrill announced her orgasm. He stayed inside her, enjoying her body, then pulled his cock out, took it in his hand, pointed it sideways and a thick white jet of cum hit the wall. In a second another one followed, then one more. He threw his head backwards and moaned. She went to her knees again and took his still hard cock in her mouth.
She played with the head of his cock with her tongue and then let go of him. I felt like passing out, ready to explode. I closed my eyes and heard the sound of the closing door. I spread my legs immediately and felt the mixture of relieve and pleasure tearing me apart. A waterfall poured between my legs, my body shaking in a crazy orgasm. I held at the walls of the cabin, to stop myself from collapsing overwhelmed with the overflow of emotions.
Having come to my senses a little bit, I stood up, took off my skirt, opened the door of my cabin and wearing my wet panties only went to the place where the hot love scene had taken place a few minutes ago. I could still smell her perfume and the hot smell of his sweat. I could see the beads of sweat on the wall where her hands were. I felt excitement building up inside me again. I looked down and saw the jets of his thick sperm still running down the wall.
I caught one of them with my finger and took it to my lips. I tasted salty. I became horny again. My swollen clit rubbed against the fabric of my wet panties. I could not hold on any longer, stuck my hand in my panties, a just a few movements and the second orgasm shook my body. It lasted longer.
Then I took off my wet panties and threw them into the garbage can. I put on my skirt, tidied up my hair, checked on my lipstick and went out.
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