Right down in the laundry basement where I’m fully dressed as a girl playing with my sissy self and eating cum out my dirty pantyhose that charlie h...d cummed in. The washing machines were shaking very much. So I started moaning like the slut I am. Mmmmm then walked over to one of the machines and started grinding my little cock up against it. My body was shaking from pleasure. And while I humped the washing machine I heard a voice. “You enjoying yourself?”I froze instantly, It was Charlie. I. I was shocked that one could be so blunt and direct, but then the idea of getting together with someone who wants the same thing with no need to invest in the initial courtship, and a stranger you don't even know the name of, all sounded taboo but also tiny bit kinky, the sort of thing one fantasised about.Some would argue fantasies are best imagined and never actualised, but on this occasion, my curiosity got the better of me.I dragged my mouse down the column of adverts under the section M4W. I came around the corner and saw Brian laying on his back naked on the bed and stroking a fairly impressive sized cock. It was too late to sneak away, he saw me as soon as I walked in and we were both very embarrassed. I assumed his mothers hot body at the pool had turned him on because like I said, I saw him watching us a few times. I told him not to be embarrased because masturbating was a natural thing to do and everyone did it. After he calmed down, he then said it was my fault that he had. ‘Not in the least,’ I said, knowing this was what I’d really wanted for a long time but couldn’t allow myself to accept it. ‘It’s all I’ve thought about ever since I first saw you naked, reaching for the sun like that. I fantasized about how you would feel next to me. When we were masturbating together, I climaxed to the thought of your tongue on my clit.’ ‘Was it as good as you thought it might be,’ she asked. ‘Much better.’ I said. ‘Impossibly better. I have never, ever experienced an orgasm.