Meg and Jack Part 1: No Touching
May 1983:
It was good to finally be back home from school. Meg was on break until the fall semester started, and she just wanted to veg out for the entire summer. This past year, her junior year, had been an exhausting one. The real work of her degree program had really picked up. Add on to that, her boyfriend of the last two years Donnie, had dumped her just after Christmas. He was graduating early, and he said it would be better to break it off now because she still had a year and a half left. So, not only was she mentally exhausted, but she was sexually frustrated from not having had a good old fashion fucking in months.
Her little brother Jake who just turned 18 didn't go to school this year was still hanging at her parents' house. That shit took her old bedroom in the basement.
Meg was a bubbly 22-year-old brunet, standing only 5'2" at 101 lbs. Her small frame made her C cup breasts look like large Ds. The past few years at college had been an awakening for her from a sexual perspective. One night in her freshman year, her suite mate Janet introduced her to the art of masturbation. Meg had complained at nauseum about being horny and not having a boyfriend.
"Meg honey, you just need to jill-off and get over it love." Janet said giving Meg a sympathetic look.
"Jill-off? You mean masturbate?" Meg answered in a puzzled voice. "I don't really ...well I never...."
"You're kidding, right Meg? You have never stirred the soup, jerked off, ever!?" Janet looked exasperated by Meg's innocence.
"Well, I grew up in a reallllly religious family, and growing up they said it was a sin and I could burn in hell for it. So, I never did, and when I was horny, I just thought about other things." Meg looked down at her hands almost ashamed of never masturbating.
"So, you're telling me you have never had an orgasm?" Janet sounded exasperated. She waited for the answer that she already knew was going to be "no".
"No." Meg said in an embarrassed voice.
It was Friday night, and they had already split a six pack of cheap Schlitz beer, so they both had a decent buzz going. It was a hot Indian Sumer night in September and both girls were wearing just T-shirts and panties. The windows fan was humming and brining in somewhat cooler air into their top floor dorm room. Janet got on her bed with her back against the backboard and sat Indian style and patted the bed for Meg to come sit down.
"Meg honey, this is going to sound weird, but if you want me to, I will you teach you how to masturbate?" Janet smiled as she spoke. "And no, I'm not gay and I know you aren't either. But you are missing out on one of the simple and most important pleasures in life. You don't even need to take you panties off."
"Really? Are you sure?" Meg had feebly tried to make her response sound like a protest, "I just don't know Janet, it sounds weird "you" showing "me" how to masturbate."
"Meg, everybody learned it somewhere and from someone else. Back in the day all the girls on my cheer squad would jill-off together. On every sleep over and every competition trip. It's not weird and it's not gay. I think once you get the hang of it you will realllllly enjoy it." Janet now had a glassy look in her eyes that Meg didn't see just yet.
Janet went on "There's no touching, and it's not cheating" Janet crossed her heart. "So, if you let me show you, I'm not cheating on Tony. I never cheat, that's my rule."
Meg was tipsy and horny, and Janet had been a good friend since they became suitemates. She trusted her, so at this point why not.
"Ok, what do I do?" Meg feigned giving in. Inside she was on fire, and she wanted to shed yet another mental shackle that had been placed on her while she was growing up in a bible banger house.
Inside Janet jumped for joy. She hadn't had a good mutual masturbation session since she graduated high school and ended up here. She had been dying to introduce Meg to her private little kink, plus she really wanted to see her goods and watch her get off. She was being honest about never cheating on Tony, but masturbating with your roommate isn't cheating. This would finally end the need for Janet to jill-off quietly every night after Meg fell asleep or wasn't around.
Deep down Janet thought she might be Bi at the minimum. She liked a good hard fuck with Tony, but she always came harder watching other women. It just fucking drenched her pussy to watch a woman in the thralls of ecstasy, and part of her wanted the physical aspect. But she was going to be Mrs. Anthony Marino one day, Dr. Anthony Marino once he finished school. Big house, two or three kids.
"Sit on the opposite end of the bad facing me, get comfy and spread your legs. Knees up!" Janet now sounded like and exuberant schoolteacher. Both girls giggled.
"Now reach down and rub just above your clitoral hood." Janet placed her index and middle fingers at the top of her mound and began to rub in slow circles through her panties. "Just like what I'm doing"
"Now think of something that turns you on Meg" Janet spoke in a low soft voice now. "Think about some boy you like licking you pussy, whatever floats your boat." Her voice was almost a whisper at this point. "Or you can watch ME if you want to?"
Meg was imitating the motion as she watched Janet rub herself through her panties. She could feel herself getting wet, wetter than she had ever been before. She let her eyes stop the occasional lingering on Janet's panty clad pussy and started to visually soak in Janet as a sexual being. She saw the look on Janet's face while she was watching Meg intently.
"God this feels good. Jesus, what the fuck?" Meg gasped as she continued watching Janet's fingers. Janet's panties now had a very large wet spot, and when she looked up at Janet eyes they were truly fixed on Meg's fingers. Her mouth was open, and she had a very erotic look on her face.
Janet pulled her panties to the side with one hand, and brought her fingers to her mouth and covered them with spit the quickly returned them to her now exposed pussy, slicking up her clit.
Meg watched in awe as Janet picked up the pace and was now rubbing her visibly wet pussy at a much faster rate. Meg had never seen another woman's vagina before, and it was fascinating to note the difference between hers and Janet's. Janet was a true blonde, and her vagina looked very pink and delicate. Now it was very, very wet, and slick from her spit and pussy juice. Meg slipped her hand into her panties and was now diddling her clit directly.
"Can I just take my panties off?" Meg asked in a raspy voice as she picked up her own pace.
"God yes." Janet gasped, "Lick your fingers Meg. Get them real wet with spit. Use it on your clit. It feels heavenly Meg!"
Both girls frantically removed their panties. They now sat across from each other vigorously stroking their clits.
Janet's first view of Meg's pussy gave her a slight rush of excitement. She had dark pubic hair and large dark lips. As Meg stroked herself, the contrast of how pink she was inside of her folds was beautiful. She had heard the term "roast beef" pussy before, but in all her jill sessions with other girls she had never seen another girl with such contrast.
As Janet approached her first orgasm, she took two fingers from her left hand and started to actively finger fuck herself and she continued to rub her clit with her right hand. Meg was transfixed watching Janet and could feel a strange feeling that she had never felt before. She was going to cum, and she could tell she was going to cum hard. She was going to have her first orgasm. The sight of Janet watching her masturbate, was doing something to her, and she liked it. She could tell Janet was getting of watching her masturbate, and it was hot.
Meg quickly imitated Janet's action and slipped two fingers up her soaking wet pussy and began to fuck herself for the first time while she rubbed her clit furiously. It was bliss.
She rubbed and fucked herself faster as could as she watched Janet begin to orgasm. She could feel her orgasm building and hit the point of no return just as Janet tensed up with her own orgasm. Meg let loose and gave into her own ecstasy, her pussy clinching tight around her sunken fingers, covering them with wet sticky girl cum. As she came, she let out a primal moan that was louder than expected.
After a few moments the shaking stopped and Meg sat there catching her breath and started to laugh, "Oo my GOD! Holy shit I never knew."
"See, I told you Meg. Sometimes you just need to take matters into your own hands." Janet said with a smile. "You're not burning in hell. You are not gay, pregnant or have an STD, and you are just satisfied."
"Satisfied? I could do that again actually" Meg said with a sly smile. "If it's OK with you that is? I mean if you're not going to again, I won't, or I'll do it in the bathroom if you want. But if you are up for it?"
"Meg, I will masturbate with you as often and as long as you would like" Janet smiled a sly smile as she started to rub her clit again. Janet now had a jerk-mate in her own room, no more sneaking around to masturbate. "My nickname on the cheer squad was Pussy Fingers", she said with a giggle.
Janet Took off her t-shirt exposing her petite B-cup tits with very tiny rock-hard nipples. She reached up to tease a nipple with her left hand while she continued to stroke her clit.
