Kelly is one of those girls that is beautiful...and every large. Chest up, she's stunning. Chest down, she's a large girl. My personal preference is that I like a little extra meat on a girl, in a Kate Winslet from Titanic type way. I'm generally not attracted to obese people. Not to sound mean, but overly large people aren't what triggers my libido.
Kelly doesn't have a lack of male suitors that come to visit from time to time, it's not like she doesn't get any action. Like I said, she's gorgeous. She's also super nice, has a great job, is stomach hurting funny, and an overall really good person. There are times that I am attracted to her in a sexual way. Last week, example, I looked out my window and she was laying out in the sun wearing a bikini. Her breasts are simply the largest things I have ever seen in my life, and they looked great. Her stomach is large, as are her legs and arms, but laying flat on her back, she looked sexy.
I also know that Kelly has a crush on me, and that she's lonely. She has guys that she spends time with, an ex that comes over for sex and a place to stay from time to time, but nothing serious. I'm not looking for anything serious at this point in my life, where I think Kelly would be if the right guy came around. I don't want to sound arrogant and say that she'd fall in love with me...but I also don't want to take that chance. There have been a couple times in the past where things could have happened, but I didn't feel comfortable.
Kelly is, however, my masturbation partner. To this day I'm not sure how this all started. I didn't know her too well, and she invited me over for a party that she was having. I think it was a "invite the guy next door so that he doesn't call the cops if we get too loud thing." I went, partied like a rock star, and ended up taking one of her friends back across the hall to my place. Her friend, Jenna, and I ended up have quite the "friends with benefits" fling for the longest time...which was very dangerous as Jenna had a boyfriend.
So, one night I'm coming home from work and Kelly was in the hallway letting herself into her place. We started making small talk, are you going out tonight? No, staying in. I invited her over to hang out, and have a beer. One beer turned into a lot of beers and we had a great time.
I thought that the Jenna thing was a secret, but Kelly knew about it. She started kidding me about it, told me not to worry because she thinks Jenna's boyfriend was a complete ass, and to have fun with it. Then she went on to explain how she knew that I was good in bed, apparently Jenna shared a lot of details of our sex. One of the things Jenna and I did one night was have phone sex while her boyfriend was in the shower. She called, played withself, and told me what she was doing. I shared with Kelly that was hot and that it's hard to get her on the phone to do that because her boyfriend always seems to be around...except when she comes over to see me (ahem, when she comes to see Kelly).
Kelly laughed and said any time I needed to listen to someone play with themself, give her a call. I said "yeah right, you get more ass than a toilet seat" and she smiled and said that she basically masturbates every night before bed.
This of course led to more sex talk, and it all revloved around masturbation. Kelly went home, and I got ready for bed.
Laying in bed, I started to slowly stroke my cock. I was thinking about Kelly next door, doing the same thing. Picking up the phone, I dialed and she answered. I played it off as a joke, kind of a way to say goodnight. "Well, you said I could call and listen to you do it, so here I am...!"
Kelly told me that I was calling during a pretty good time. Really, why is that? She's doing something right now that I might be interested in. Oh really, and what would that be? Well, she says, right now she's slowly running the tip of her finger up and down her clit. Am I hard? Am I stroking it? She didn't beat around the bush what so ever, just got right to the point.
So we spent the next 20 minutes on the phone, bringing ourselves to an orgasm and telling the other person exactly what we were doing. She made me promise that I wouldn't tell Jenna.
So it started. Whenever I was alone, or she was along, we'd call before we went to bed. We never screwed around with why we were calling. If I called and she was in a bad mood, or wasn't in the mood to play with herself, she'd just come right out and say "not tonight." I'd do the same.
In these times I learned a lot about her, and what makes her tick sexually. If she and I ever do have sex (which I never rule out), I think we both would know exactly how to push the other person's buttons just right. Maybe part of me doesn't want to have sex with her for that reason - I'm pretty wild about her as a person...maybe I would be the one to get attached? Don't know.
One night about six months ago, we were snowed in. We both stayed home from work and decided to rent some movies, get some food, and chill out together for a while. Around four in the afternoon we broke out a bottle of Gray Goose and went through the whole thing. Needless to say, we were hammered.
At this point, we lose the power. So now we're sitting a semi dark apartment. She's under a blanket on the couch, I'm on the big recliner. The pwoer doesn't come right back on, she lites some candles and we're talking about (you guessed it) sex.
She laughs and says that I should go across the hall and call me so she can masturbate, all the drinking and talking has gotten her wet. I told her that we should just close our eyes and pretend we're on the phone and just do it now.
At first she was all embarrased and said she didn't believe I would do it. I grabbed a blanket. I took off my sweatshirt, and then peeled off my shirt, and then put sweatshirt back on. Why did you do that? I need a cum rag if we're doing this, I said.
She said that she still didn't believe I would really do it. I pulled off my pajama pants that I had been wearing all day and tossed them on the floor. Leaning back in the chair, and covered by the blanket, I started to stroke myself a little. I told her that she didn't have to join in, she could just watch me then.
Kelly laughed and said she couldn't have me do that alone. She said that she loves being nude when she does it, so I need to close my eyes for a second. She got up, took off her clothes, and got back on the couch all covered up.
I laid back, closed my eyes and started stroking myself. Our talk started a little "cleaner" than it normally would have been, but picked up quickly. She was telling me that she was spreading herself open with her left hand, and sliding three fingers into her pussy with her right. I was holding my balls, lightly pulling on my cock head, rubbing around the tip with the pre-cm juices.
We were both getting really into it, and at this point I was very tempted to go to her on the couch and slide in next to her. I looked over at her and her eyes were still closed. I could see her hands working on herself between her legs. The blanket had fallen a little and one of her tits was exposed, hanging to the side a little. Her tit moved around, and up and down a little as her breathing got heavier.
I put the t shirt over my stomach and told her that I was going to cum. Arching my back and trying to hold the blanket high enough over me with one hand while jerking off with the other, I came, spurting cum onto the shirt. Kelly almost never says "I'm cumming" she just starts moaning...and really loud. I looked over at her and she was very sexy. Her breast had been covered again by the blanket, but her face was priceless. Her mouth wide open, her chest arched and her hips arched, one hand behind her head, the other going warp speed between her legs.
We both finished and laid there, laughing a little. She accused me of faking it, so I threw my t shirt on her. She laughed, yelled "gross!" and threw it back at me.
We've done the masturbating together a couple other times, and always under the protection of a blanket. We still do the phone thing, matter of fact we did that last night. I'm hoping maybe the next step will be to lose the blanket...I really want to watch all of her at this point.