My girlfriend, Sheila, and I were together at a local bar last Thursday when she decided to go home alone. I was sorry to see her go, because I love to party with her and was looking forward to one of our good fucks. We’ve had a few problems lately, but we seem to be reviving things between the sheets.

Like the night before: We both had really loosened up and done something new. We masturbated in front of each other, and it was a tremendous turn-on.

The scene just kind of developed while I was burying my face in Sheila’s cunt. She was very hot, and her fingers moved in to take the place of my mouth. The next thing I knew she was totally lost in self-satisfaction. I just sat between her legs, watching her fingers dance over places only she knew needed touching. She brought herself to a beautiful orgasm with ·all her familiar gasps, moans, and little yelps tingling in my ears.

When she calmed down and caught her breath, she said it was my turn. I was on her in a second, ready to fuck, but she stopped me and said she wanted to watch me jack off on her. I grabbed some lotion off the nightstand, greased up, and knelt across her stomach, looking down past my dick and right into her eyes. She couldn’t wait for my come to start splashing. Her verbal urges and body squirming under me drove me to immediate orgasm. I shot while gobs of hot come across her breasts, shoulders, and open mouth, and fell in exhaustion.

These were my thoughts as I watched Sheila leave the bar.

I went home about an hour later and was sound asleep when Sheila called to say she was horny and couldn’t sleep. We bantered back and forth about who was going to get up and go visit the other one, and the talk started getting steamy. Sheila said she loved the sight of me stroking myself over her face. Well, this statement produced an instant hard-on for me, and I told her about it. Then she said her hand was on her pussy just like the night before. And we were off to the races, urging each other on. I told her to think of my fingers in her cunt, and that quickened her raspy breathing. She wanted to know how my hand felt inside her pussy. She said that I should replace my fingers with my dick and then told me to pull out to shoot my come into her mouth. Even though we were fifteen miles apart it felt as though she was in bed with me. Two minutes later Sheila was gasping in my ear, and I had a belly covered with my own come.

Of course I wanted to hold her then and couldn’t, but the feelings were great. We may never duplicate this experience, but it has sure given us a new feeling for each other.