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Tired of the normal "fuck-suck" stories I read, I decided to write some my own way. They are much longer than most, and have (I feel) more character development than most other adult stories. This story is intended only to be enjoyed by consenting adults. It is based on both real life experiences and fantasy. Any similarities to anybody, living or dead, is intentional. Only the names have been changed to protect the involved parties. If you are interested in more like these, my E-Mail address is mushrom@hotmail.com. All of my stories and more are now available at my web site, "Adventures In Erotica". This is a free site, and the address is http://scroll.to/erotica. I welcome any input, or comments, or your own stories. Since I distribute it for free, please do not place it in any "pay for access" sites. Other than that, as long as nothing is cut out (including these comments) distribution is unlimited.
Thank you, and enjoy.

I am an 18 year old Bisexual female, and am glad to see I am not the only one.
I wanted to share something that happened this weekend with my Boyfriend. We have been dating for about 2 months now, and have been taking it slowly. We had only reached "second base", and were happy there. That night, we spent around 3 hours in the back of his car, kissing and groping each other. However, I still found myself incredibly aroused, and decided to play with myself after I got home from one of our dates.
I was lying in bed, my nightie pulled up around my neck when my phone rang. I picked it up, and found that it was Mark. I stopped moving my hand, leaving 2 fingers still inside of myself, and tried to calm down as I talked to him.
We chatted about little things, and started making plans for a date the next night. Hearing his voice started to get me hot again, and I soon started to move my fingers again. It seemed so naughty, talking with him as I played with myself.
I moved my hand up, teasing my nipples and spreading my lubrication on them. When I moved my hand back down to touch my clit, I lightly gasped in pleasure. Mark heard it, and immediately asked what was wrong. I tried to say it was nothing, but he kept pressuring me, wanting to know what the gasp was for.
I finally admitted to him that I was playing with myself as we talked on the phone. He was floored. "Really? You are doing that?"
I admitted that I was, and thinking of him as I did so. He then said that he was doing the same thing. What followed then was about 10 minutes of mutual-self masturbation. I described every little detail of what I was doing, as did he.
I came right after he did, moaning his name loudly into the phone. He told me that that was probably the largest orgasm he ever had, and I had to agree.
We went out again the next night, and once again made out for 2 hours. When I got home, I climbed back into bed. The phone rang 15 minutes later, and we repeated out mutual pleasure. I do not know when we finally will make the next step and actually have sex, but if it is half as good as our masturbation, it will be great.