When I was 14 and the owner of a perpetual erection I had an amazing experience with a 12-year-old neighbor girl who was a friend of my younger brother. The three of us were playing a card game when my brother had to leave to go to a little league game. Nancy and I were left to finish the game.
We were in her back yard in a small space behind her garage where we were out of sight of everyone. It was our secret hide out.
When the game was over and I said that I should leave, Nancy asked if I was going to go home and jack off. I was absolutely shocked. When I denied that I did such a thing, Nancy pointed to the bulge in my pants that had been erupting as I lay on my stomach while playing cards. 'What are you going to do with that?' she asked.
'Don't worry,' she went on. 'Girls have little dicks and we jack off too!' I didn't know what she was talking about at the time, since I had never even seen a naked girl and didn't know what a clitoris was. I was stupefied.
Then, as I watched in amazement, Nancy sat up, spread her legs and pulled the material from her khaki shorts aside revealing her hairless vagina.
'Watch and I'll show you,' she said and spread the opening of her vagina apart revealing her clitoral hood which I now realize was engorged with blood. As I watched she pinched her hood and hunched forward revealing what seemed to me to be a tiny penis. In actual fact it was a rather large clitoris but to my confused eyes, it was a mysterious thing.
'I'll do it if you will,' she said. She was already stroking her clit is almost the same way that I had learned to masturbate and I didn't need any more encouragement. In a few minutes I was flogging my little dick while she was pumping away at her 'little dick' right next to me. And she had her climax before me, lunging forward with her hips and making grunting and gasping noises as her eyes sealed shut.
My cum followed in seconds and I spilled a great stream of semen on the ground in front of me as she squealed in delight.
I asked if I could touch her and she said no, and pledged me to secrecy. We never did it again and she seemed to avoid me in the neighborhood although she was always friendly.
Last week I saw Nancy in the supermarket. She told me that she was recently divorced and asked if I was married. Then she told me that she often thinks about that day behind the garage. I asked her if she still did it the same way, and she smiled.