I Discovered I Like Group Masturbation - (Part 1)

A few years ago, when I was 16 and in high school, my cousin Karla invited me to her house to spend the night. It was a Friday night in the spring of March in Veracruz. The climate where I lived was tropical, so it was going to be a very hot night, as usual. Karla hadn't just invited me, she'd also invited my older cousin, Areli. Areli was already 18 and about to enter college. We liked spending time together, watching movies, getting our nails done, or just gossiping about our boyfriends.

That night, I arrived at Karla's house and noticed Areli was already there, but she wasn't alone; her boyfriend Rodrigo was there too. They told me he'd be joining us for a movie. At first, the idea bothered me a little; it was supposed to be a girls' night. But I decided to ignore it and just have a good time. We ordered a pizza and put the DVD in the video player. The living room in my aunt and uncle's house was small, a square room with a television on one wall and a three-piece sofa in front of it. We wouldn't all fit on the sofa, so Areli and her boyfriend settled on the sofa, and Karla and I settled underneath, laying down blankets and pillows to be more comfortable.

The movie we had chosen was a romantic comedy, one of my favorites. We had dinner and watched the movie; everything was going smoothly. When the movie ended, we noticed it was 10:00 PM, and that only meant one thing: Rodrigo would have to go home, since it wasn't an appropriate time for him to be with us (according to the rules of Karla's parents, my uncles).

Areli suddenly asked Karla and me to speak privately in the kitchen, under the pretext of making popcorn. There, she told us she wanted her boyfriend to stay with us longer, since she hadn't seen him in a while. Karla and I had noticed that during the movie they had been kissing and caressing each other under the blanket. Karla immediately exclaimed.

-"You're such a slut, haha. I'll tell my parents we'll watch another movie, and when it's over, Rodrigo will go home." Areli thanked us while telling us, "You're the best."

Karla went to the dining room to tell her parents we were going to watch another movie and that afterward, Areli's boyfriend would be going home. Like any good Mexican family, and despite the fact that my cousin had been in a relationship with Areli for over three years and attended family partys or frequented our houses, it was frowned upon for us to be alone with our boyfriends late at night (except at my house. My mom, being of Cuban origin, was a bit more liberal than my father's family, who were of Mexican origin, but that's another story).

Karla and I settled back into our spot among the cushions while Rodrigo put on the new movie and settled in next to Areli. Suddenly, we heard our uncles say goodnight, and go up to their room. That seemed to be the cue Areli and Rodrigo were waiting for, and they immediately began kissing each other shamelessly. Karla turned to look at me with a wink as she whispered.

-"Someone's horny, right?"

I just smiled and continued watching the movie. To this day, I don't remember exactly what it was about; all I can remember is that it was a horror movie. Not even 10 minutes had passed when I began to notice over my shoulder that Areli made a small noise, almost imperceptible over the volume of the TV, but to me it sounded like a moan. Instinctively, I turned around and noticed that Rodrigo was kissing Areli's neck, while his hand was under the covers, moving rhythmically... as if he were caressing my cousin's vagina. My cousin had her eyes closed and was indeed panting, trying to cover her mouth with her hand. I quickly turned back to the television, pretending I hadn't seen anything. I glanced at Karla and saw that she was also staring at the television, so I assumed she hadn't noticed yet.

Sex wasn't something new to me. My mom had already talked to me about masturbation, sexual relations, etc. As I said, my mom grew up in a very liberal environment on the island, so it was perfectly normal for her to talk about these topics. Besides, I'd already had my own sexual experiences: I started masturbating at 12, by 14 it was already common, and by 15 I'd already had oral sex with my boyfriend, although we hadn't had intercourse yet. The idea of ​​pregnancy at that age was what terrified me the most, even more than horror movies like the one we were watching.

Despite the TV, I could hear a wet sound along with Areli's small moans, a sound I knew well: the sound my vagina made when I masturbated and was already very wet. I glanced again and saw Rodrigo's hand moving faster under the blanket. Suddenly, I turned to Karla and saw her looking at me with a smile. She had also noticed what the pair of lovebirds were doing.

I should digress here to provide some context that will be important later: Karla, Areli, and I had been very close since we were children. I came to live in Veracruz, Mexico, with my parents when I was 2 years old. Before that, I had lived in Cuba. My parents lived together for 5 years, and when I was 7, they divorced. But I still stayed there living with my mother, who wasn't willing to return to Cuba because many of her sisters, my aunts, had arrived there before us and had already settled, married, and had families. So, Karla and Areli were the first cousins ​​I came into contact with once I arrived in Mexico. And despite being so close, each of us had very distinct personalities. Areli was the shyest of the three; she blushed when we talked about boyfriends or sex; she was the exemplary student but she also had the most developed body of the three. We used to tease her about her enormous breasts and squeeze them when she was careless because we knew it would bother her.

Karla was the youngest in her family; she had a brother, my cousin Carlos, who was much older than her and already lived independently in his own house. So Karla was my uncles' favorite, but perhaps that's why she was the most daring and uninhibited of the three. Although it was common for us to change clothes or undress in front of each other, Karla took it a step further. She could shave her pussy in front of us as if it were the most natural thing in the world, or she could describe to us how much her boyfriend came every time they did it, in great detail. Nothing embarrassed her. But in front of her parents, she pretended to be the most self-righteous teenager in the world. While I wasn't someone who blushed easily, I think at that moment I was perhaps somewhere between Areli and Karla. I talked about spicy topics with them but wasn't one to give away details. I could easily undress in front of them, but I wouldn't even think about spreading my legs and showing them my pussy as if it were nothing.

Back in scene, Karla stared at me, giving me a small smile as she made a silent gesture with her finger. Suddenly, I noticed her remove the blanket, spread her legs, and pushed aside the tiny pajama shorts she was wearing as she began to caress her pussy. I was shocked, not knowing what to say or do, and she just smiled. I don't know if it was knowing that Areli was getting a monumental fingering or the fact that Karla began masturbating as if it were nothing right next to me, but I started to feel really horny... I could feel my pussy starting to get wet. As I said before, Veracruz is a very hot and humid place, and if there's one thing that happens in a place like that, it's that the smells are magnified. So suddenly, I began to notice the smell of vagina... a smell I knew very well. That's what it smelled like when I masturbated. God, what should I do? I was also very turned on, but I was still hesitating about doing what Karla had done, who by this point was barely able to hide the sounds of excitement and pleasure she made. Suddenly, we heard someone coming down the stairs.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as Areli and her boyfriend settled in as if nothing had happened, while Karla covered herself again and smiled mockingly at me. Suddenly, my uncle turned on the light and told us it was getting late, that Rodrigo had to leave now, and that we'd have to go upstairs to sleep. We all nodded, turned off the television, and started tidying the living room to go up to Karla's room. She and I noticed Rodrigo get up with a visible erection, haha, and we accompanied Areli to leave him at the door. He said goodbye to her with a kiss and a nervous smile and left.

As soon as we closed the door we started laughing at her while we said:

-"Did you like the movie?" while she only said to us.

-"I don't know what you're talking about, leave me alone."

We went up to the room, closed the door and quickly began the interrogation of Areli.

-"You know we saw your finger fingering your pussy right?"

-"Did you like it?"

-"It's better with your fingers or with his penis"

-"What would you have done if you hadn't been interrupted?" Questions and more questions we asked her while she just blushed and stuttered.

Suddenly I asked the question:

-"Why did you start masturbating right there, Karla?"

-"Whaaat?" Areli asked. "What do you mean you were masturbating?"

-"It's not my fault," Karla said. "If Areli hadn't started out feeling horny, I wouldn't have gotten turned on and I wouldn't have masturbated. Or what? Don't you guys do that when you're horny?"

Karla started telling us that listening to Areli made her really horny and that she couldn't resist the urge to masturbate.

-"I was close to cumming, if my dad hadn't come down, I would have had a huge orgasm." We laughed as we told her what a slut she was. The three of us lay down in the same bed, while we continued talking about some of our own experiences with masturbation: Who we thought about when we did it, what we used, or if we had ever been caught (spoiler alert, my mom caught me several times haha). Suddenly Areli fell asleep, Karla too, and I. I stayed there, thinking about how horny the situation and the subject had made me...

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