Elizabeth's story: sexual discovery with my stepbrother - Sex Stories

Elizabeth's story: sexual discovery with my stepbrother

... me. My entire body shook and quivered as the waves of pleasure rocked though my vagina. I could feel myself spasm in wave after wave as my vagina seemed to open and close involuntarily forcing my lubrication to seem to squirt out of me, making the gusset of my panties very wet. It was the most intense response I had ever experienced. Gary did not seem to notice my climax; he was too wrapped up in his own orgasm at the moment. I think he attributed my loud moan to my surprise at his semen erupting from his erection; not because I too had just cum. Within seconds, the second eruption from Gary’s penis was launched into the air, this time landing on my thigh in a long white string of goo. One of the most salient memories I have of that moment is the aroma of his semen. I had not expected semen to have any odor. I guess I never even thought about is. But the poignant scent that permeated my nostrils only served to increase my arousal and further embed this event into my memory. I stopped pumping his penis for a moment. “Oh, Liz, don’t stop. I am not done yet.” He grabbed my wrist and motioned me to continue, which I did. Immediately a third string of semen shot from his erection; this one not as large, not as powerful. The third rope of semen seemed to dribble down my fist and down Gary’s shaft as I finished pumping him. Suddenly, Gary grabbed my hand to stop me, “Okay, that’s enough. I am too sensitive now.” I was astonished at what I was learning about how the male anatomy ...

... functioned. I was amazed at how stimulating it was to give my first hand job and to jack off my stepbrother to orgasm. But most of all, I could not believe I had a climax with no physical contact or stimulation at all. I suspect most of the readers think I am exaggerating. You are probably think that II am making it up, or embellishing this story in some way. You probably think no one can reach a climax by merely squeezing their legs together. I assure you I did on that day a little more than a decade ago. But truthfully, it never has happened again to me. It is my one and only orgasm without direct vaginal or clitoral stimulation. I was also shocked to learn how sensitive Gary's penis became after a climax. It surprised me to learn that contact, which moments before was incredibly stimulating to Gary, suddenly became unpleasant as soon as he came. Yes, I was learning a great deal. My heart was pounding in my chest. I was panting, trying to catch my breath. I held my semen covered hand out, not knowing exactly what I should do or where I should go to clean up. I was in a state of shock. The enormity of what I had just done, understanding the magnitude of the sin I had just committed and the social mores I had violated had not hit me yet. I was still caught up in my post-orgasmic euphoria. I actually felt a bit intoxicated with it all. My head was truly spinning as I tried to process all of what had just happened. I instinctively brought my semen covered fist up to my face to ...