Growing up I had a special friend. She lived down the street and when my mom and pop went on their weekend retreats to Vegas I got to stay at her pad. We knew each other since we were little kids, her parents never suspected a thing.
My friend, I will refer to as Emily, use to prance around the house during the summer months wearing one of her dads oversized t-shirts and a pair of cotton panties. Her parents always assumed she was like a sister to me…
While watching TV Emily would lay on her stomach facing the TV set. I would always choose a spot on the couch behind her. Once her parents went to bed and Emily had kicked her legs, rubbed her feet and other sorts of things for comfort or blood circulation her t-shirt always road up and I could see her panties.
I used to study those panties. I had seen pictures of naked women in magazines before and I studied Emily’s panties trying to see her pussy underneath them. Eventually I chose a certain girls pussy in a College Girls of Playboy magazine and it became Emily’s pussy in my fantasies.
One night while her parents were sleeping Emily’s shirt road way up. The light from the hallway was streaming right up her legs and I could clearly see the folds of her pussy through her panties. After what seemed like several minutes of gazing at that sweet sight I realized I was rubbing myself through my pajamas!
Previously I had never touched myself in Emily’s presence, but now that I was doing it, it felt doubly good. More exciting I guess. Something came over me and I pulled my dick out of my pajama pants and started stroking it. I told myself I would stop when it was time to cum. Tuck it into my waistband and excuse myself to the bathroom to finish.
Over and over I brought myself to that point where I should have executed the second portion of my plan. However, instead of doing that, I would stop for a minute or so and then resume. Each time it felt better than the last. I wondered how long this could go on. If I could just stop time and live in this moment fore-…
She turned around!
The object of my fascination just caught me masturbating to the site of her in panties. I was stunned. Like a deer in headlights I just froze, waiting for her to yell for her mom.
Instead she shifted herself a bit and lay her head down on the pillow in front of her still looking at me. One of her hands went under her belly and I could see her fingers through her stretched panties. She was rubbing herself!
My breathing started again. I wondered if my heart also started again or had it been beating the whole time? She smiled. That was my queue. It was time to do more than just fantasize about Emily. She wanted to share these feelings with me.
It didn’t take long before my cock was ready to spurt and I didn’t have anything to spurt into. I slowed down my strokes and I think that actually turned her on. To see me “playing” with myself.
I could tell she was ready to cum and I wanted to cum with her. In a quick decision I let it go and my cum shot all over my shirt. Emily began bucking her hips and shut her eyes. I hoped her moans wouldn’t bring her parents.
Emily 18 and I shared many moments like this as the years went by. We never actually had sex with one another. We always touched ourselves and told each other about our fantasies… even if they weren’t about the other person.
This also meant that we could enjoy phone sex. Even if we hooked up with someone else. Emily 18 and I still hook up via her webcam. Still sharing our fantasies.
You can share your own fantasies with Emily. She updates her site several times a week and she answers her fan mail. Everything is shot in HD and Emily looks just as young and barely legal now as she did back then!
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