Hot Summer's Day

I still recall my first orgasm which happened when I was nearly fourteen (plenty of intent but must have been a late starter!) It was during a very hot Saturday in May and I was walking back from the local shops with my mother, a journey which took us through a small housing estate. As we passed a row of houses, I noticed a girl about the same age as myself in the front garden standing and talking to some female friends.They all looked rather ordinary but the girl I had noticed stood out from the group. She was a petite brunette with an attractive figure and average sized breasts however what attracted me to her was the clothes she wore. She had a tight white sleeveless top, extremely short tight black mini skirt and sheer grey tights (they must have been tights because the skirt was too short) and black platform soled shoes, which despite the height of the heels still left her no taller than 5 feet tall. I can still recall that she had the most fantastic legs that I had seen and as I looked at her, she responded with a smile. At this point my mother noticed me looking at the mystery girl and virtually dragged me away commenting on the tartish looks of the girl, well she always was a little prudish! and so on we walked to my aunt's house where I lived most of the time as it was closer to my school. I just could not get the girl out of my mind and the hot weather was having a strong effect, the end result of which left me feeling extremely randy. On reaching my aunts house, I said I would have to go back to my mother's to get something or other and off I went. On reaching the flat I had already decided what I was going to do. I slowly removed all my clothes lay back on the bed with a large pillow between my legs pressed up against my very erect penis. Closing my eyes, I imagined the girl was with me and we were slowly undressing one another. As we kissed gently she asked me if I would like to pull down her panties which I had imagined would be thin, white and very brief. As I knelt down to remove them, I could clearly see the outline of her vaginal lips and tiny curls of pubic hair protruding from the sides. By now I was beginning to sense that something different was about to happen to me, very strong feelings of arousal that almost scared me began to start. At this point I was gently rubbing up against the pillow, which was pushing my foreskin back over my erect penis and I imagined that she whispered in my ear that her legs were open wide and she wanted me to make love to her. Well that was it! I came so quickly and can still remember the power of my first orgasm.. almost scary and the pillow soaked in my semen. I never found out who my mystery girl was and never saw her again but, thirty three years on, I still remember the day.