I taught her how to masturbate [FF]

This is the true story about my college friend who confided in me, that she’d never masturbated before. I, being the best friend ever, had to show her what she was missing out on. It didn’t surprise me that she wasn’t masturbating. We left our super religious environments to a free one. That bonded us together from the start. We both hid in our dorms the first few nights fearing what Sodom and Gomorrah would be like. She seemed to be more stressed about being social than our schoolwork. I tried lightening the mood by joking a bit.

“Listen, we don’t have to go party and fuck guys. We could just fuck ourselves. Let’s go to hell that way!”

She snorted then confessed “I’m not going to Hell. I still haven’t done either,”

“What do you mean? We both haven’t! Sure college has learning but, really it’s about the adult things. Parties and fucking boys are still on my list too.”

“No, I mean…I’ve never touched myself”

“Excuse me?”

By this time “Sara” was looking at her reflection through the mirror hanging on the brick wall. I saw she was serious.

“You know the drill. Masturbation makes you a whore. You’ll end up in Hell. It will make it hard for your husband on your wedding night. I know they all sound stupid but that was my life Mari”

“Mines too, and I prayed to God about my hands. I even went to the front of church for an embarrassingly public prayer on masturbation.”

“Did it help?”

“I definitely didn’t masturbate that night but was back at it the next.”

“Was it worth Hell?”

“Hell yeah and some more. After that church service my friends came up and commended me for being public about my issue. What I found out was that it wasn’t an issue just a part of life. Sara, it really isn’t that bad”

“Oh I’m sure it’s good and fun since it is forbidden. I just don’t know, we have done nothing but been invited to break the rules here. College is crazy.”

“No Sara, we are adults now and this is just the real world. What we lived in back then was a fantasy. Everything is completely opposite to what they taught us. Screw them!”

“Mari!”

“No, I mean it. They really made me feel shitty about masturbating. I even had to share a room with someone to help me stop.”

“Did you?”

“No! I just learned how to do it on my stomach by faking like I was sleep.”

“They didn’t notice?”

“Nah, by that time I was a pro. The hardest part in keeping quiet is when you’re cumming.”

A group of sorority girls screeched down the hall as they headed out to a party. Sara rolled her eyes and shut the door.

“Are we losers? Like, is this punishment for something? I want to be out partying like them with boys in my face and booze in my cup. Why aren’t they studying?”

“Because, everyone parties then procrastinates in college. Sara, this isn’t high school anymore. The rules are different here. Before you have a boy all in your face you should masturbate.”

“Why?”

“So you won’t freak out when you do orgasm. If you don’t know what it feels like you might think you’re having a seizure.”

“Masturbation gives you seizures?!”

“Girl no, but when you’re cumming it can shake your body as it rolls through.”

“What rolls through you?”

“I don’t know what call it but it’s tingly and you feel so relieved afterwards. I don’t get mad anymore I just masturbate then I’m back to my chipper self. Sara, that was crap they fed us back then. It’s our bodies and some guy wasn’t going to make me feel that way. Not for the first time, I did that for myself.”

Sara flopped down on her bed then screamed into her pillow. Her feet kicked until she stopped.

“Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh”

“Sounds like you’re stressed. Too bad, so sad.”

Sara picked her head up from the pillow.

“If I go to Hell for this…”

“I will personally offer Satan my soul instead of yours.”

“He probably already has it.” Sara chuckled while sitting up on her bed.

“Oh no, I’m not that easy. I keep teasing him. You know what they say, make em’ work for it.”

We both laughed and once it was quiet again Sara took in a deep breath.

“Let’s do this, Masturbation with Mari”

“YaaY!!” I cheered, happy to have a masturbation buddy.

“Okay, but we are not touching each other. Let’s not go to Hell First Class.”

“Suite yourself, you don’t know what you’re missing!”

“Oh yes I do, I’m not going to be the church girl who comes back home from college a lesbian.”

“Oh the verdict is still out on you, Miss Thing. Though you’ve touched no boys, I do remember you telling me about kissing girls.”

“They were friendship kisses!!”

“Yeah okay, well I don’t care what flavor kisses they were. They were still kisses.”

“Shut up before I change my mind!! Zoey is at her boyfriends so we have some time.”

“Oh no darling, this won’t take but a few minutes.”

“A few minutes? How? How skilled are you at this? Did you study at all in highschool?”

“Yeah duh, how else could I get into this porcelain castle, besides the minority quota.”

We laughed again until it got quiet. I could tell Sara was stalling. As much as she wanted to touch, our religious wiring gave her guilt. To lighten the mood I unbuckled my pants then dropped them straight to the floor.

“What the hell?!!”

“Sara, stop being a square. Let’s do this. I actually enjoy the sounds of my roommate fucking and would like to masturbate to it tonight. Taco Tuesday was over an hour ago so the fucking will be among us fairly soon. Hell, I might do it twice”

“What, you can do it multiple times?”

“Oh yeah, plus I have a quiz in Chem lab tomorrow morning. I need some good refreshing sleep. Two times will definitely knock me out.”

“Will I be able to do it twice?”

“No no no, probably not. It makes us physically exhausted. Since this is your first I’m sure you’ll be sleep before I can close the door.”

“It’s powerful like that? Should I set my alarms already?”

“Absolutely, go ahead brush your teeth, get your clothes out, and be prepared for tomorrow.”

“Should I shower first?”

“No, you’ll just get messy afterwards”

Sara looked confused. She started her nightly routine for bed but didn’t shower.

“What do you mean messy?”

“Your pussy will be drooling for some ding-a-ling”

“Ew, don’t talk about it”

“Now Sara, you have to change that attitude. Listen set your alarm 30 minutes earlier so you can shower in the morning. I promise you’ll be sleep soon.”

Sara finished her routine, got into her pjs, then took the bottoms off.

“Okay lets do this…separately of course”

“Your call Captain Rainbow Friendship”

Sara shot me an evil look while she crawled into bed. Once she was comfortable I began instructing her. This wasn’t her first time ever touching her pussy. Sara had played some before but never to full orgasm. Masturbation is seen as sex in some churches. It carries the weight and punishments as well. Sara’s a square, so of course she followed the rules.

“Do you have to look at me?”

“No, but all of us have different bodies, I can’t help what I can’t see! You close your eyes and think about Mark.”

“Shut up! I don’t like him,”

“Bullshit, you keep trying to sit directly behind him in the cafe so he’d bump into your chair, you little weirdo.”

Sara’s face grew hot. She closed her eyes, pulled the covers down, and exposed her already wet pussy. She was obviously horny and definitely into Mark. I explained to her the different pleasure zone on her body. She needed two hands, one on her nipple and the other on her pussy. We started with just her nipples first. Sara pinched at her nipples until they stood tall like pink mountains. When I glanced at her pussy I could see she was enjoying herself.

Little moans began escaping from her mouth. She bit her lip to keep quiet but I reminded her the more oxygen she took in the stronger the feeling would grow. Soon Sara’s body began rising off the bed. Her body trembled. It was aching for more.

“You ready to take it up a notch?”

Sara nodded her head. I instructed her to squeeze then hold her nipples for 5 seconds. This drove her wild. Sara was telling the truth. Her body wasn’t familiar with sinful touches. Just from pinching her nipples Sara seemed close to exploding. I told her to stop then watched her horny body breathe while it begged for more.

I glanced down again to see the wet spot Sara was creating. Her pussy began oozing clear juices on her sheets all way down to her asshole. Sara was nice and warmed up. I asked if she was ready to explore. She nodded her head. Her fingertips danced down to her pubic mound. Once there, I told her to lightly trace the outline of her lips. I watched her pussy flinch each time she touched it.

“Geez, I’m like an ocean down there!”

“Oh trust me, a tsunami is on its way”

We chuckled but Sara never stopped dancing her fingers around her cunt. While near her clit I told her to start rubbing the little pea until it became hard and swollen.

“How long will that take?”

“Not long by the looks of it”

Sara’s hips began to grind with her fingers. The two were in sync. Her breathing became heavier. I told her when she was ready, stick a finger inside. Sara continued to tickle her clit. The more she move the wetter it became. I could tell she was growing restless. Her toes curled as her feet shuffled. Her legs were opened wide allowing me a front row seat. Finally she couldn’t take it any longer. I could tell Sara wanted a finger inside her.

“Do what you body wants Sara. If it wants the finger give it.”

Sara continued keeping her eyes closed but took her fingers lower. She slowly entered a finger inside juicy little hole.

“Jesus, it crazy wet inside”

“Oh, I can see. Now rub the top grooves until you find the spot”

“The spot?”

“Yea, the spot that will send you to the moon. You’ll know it when you feel it, trust me.”

Sara pressed her finger inside her pussy. The more she touched the ribbed walls the wetter she became. Once again Sara’s body took control. Her breathing sped up with each moan. I realized she had found her spot. I encouraged Sara to insert another finger inside.

“Won’t it stretch me out?”

“Pussies stretch, that’s how babies come in and out. I promise you won’t have a gapping hole, at least not yet”

“Have I orgasmed yet?”

“If you have to ask, then no.”

“How much better could it get? This is pretty amazing!”

“If you want to find out put two fingers in and start pressing. If you do you’re not going to want to stop.”

For the first time Sara opened her eyes. She looked up at me. Seeing her eyes watch me with her pussy exposed made me want her. Though we wouldn’t touch this time it was the start of our adventures together.

“You have to swear you won’t tell anyone,”

“I swear, now close your eyes again. Start thinking about Mark and his luscious hair. Remember when he wore that tank top and shorts. His ass was so tight. Those short were a little too tight in the front. Maybe you made his cock hard. Imagine those two fingers are Mark’s.”

Sara’s face turned red as she closed her eyes. She began inserting the first finger again.

“Think about Mark being on top of you and wanted to be inside your wet little hole. Mark wants to stretch that hole and make it his.”

Sara finally entered in the second finger and let out a moan. Both fingers searched the grooves within her cunt until it found her spot.

“Press that spot hard like Mike would. He pumps all that iron so he can pump you. He wants to fill your pussy up until you can’t take anymore. Marks going to keep pounding that little hole until the juices are everywhere.”

While listening to my cues Sara began to press into her cunt harder. Her eyes darted open. She was overwhelmed with the pleasure her fingers were giving her cunt. She continued to dig deep into her little hole. I demonstrated the “come here” finger motions and told her to do that on her spot.

Sara’s fingers changed rhythms. Her moans grew louder. Watching her made all my suppressed feelings for women arise. Seeing Sara please herself was making me want her. She lost her shyness and soon the covers were on the floor. Her whole pussy was exposed with two of her fingers scraping to find an orgasm.

“Mark would love to please that wet little cunt. I’m sure his hard cock can’t wait to fill that pussy up. Make your pussy ready for Mark. Show him how badly you want his cock. Make that pussy irresistible. Spread your juices so he has a wet pussy to pound.”

The more I watched Sara the more I wanted to be Mark. She went into a crazed sex trance. Her fingers didn’t let up no matter how hard she fucked herself. My panties were soaked seeing sweet Sara sitting in sin. Her pelvis met her fingers each time with a grind.

“Oh god!! I have to pee!?!”

“No that’s good!! Let it out! It’s not pee Sara!”

“Oh my God!!!”

Sara pressed her cunt a few more times before streams of juices started flowing. A mixture of grunts, moans, and little screams released from her mouth. Her face grew red. I had to remind her to breathe. Once she took in a big breath she then she tilted her head back. Those streams turned into sprays. Sara squirted all over the bed and night stand beside her. She couldn’t stop fingering nor shaking. Some juice even landed on me but I decided to wait to taste Sara. I knew this wasn’t the last time I’d see that pink pussy.

Once she finished hosing down the room she pulled her fingers from her pussy. All you could hear was her breathing. There she was wide eyed and spread out like a star fish. She could utter no words only shake her head. I laughed and helped her out by cleaning up the mess. Afterwards I offered to help change the sheets but she was too tired to move. I grabbed the covers from the floor and wrapped Sara in her bed.

She whispered, “thank you” then rolled onto her side. Before I could turn the lights off she was already snoring. Once back in my room I laid on my bed so I could pretend to sleep. Shortly after my roommate and her boyfriend entered to do their nightly routine. While I laid on my stomach playing with my cunt I thought about Sara and not them for the first time. That’s how I taught my friend how to masturbate.

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