This story happened in Johannesburg, South Africa in the mid to late 1960's. At this point in time we referred to wanking as 'Pulling Wire'
I was still pretty young and had only ever played 'Doctors and Nurses' with the next door neighbour Cathy (2 months younger then me), but nothing since starting to pull my wire. I had progressed from dry cummings to a bit of white fluid when Cathy asked me what pulling wire meant and, pulling on her thumb, how it could be pleasant? I did the traditional up and down action on my thumb and told her that boys did it and it was very pleasant.
She asked if I would demonstrate it to her and I laughed but felt a stirring in my shorts.
I then asked her if it was true that girls rubbed themselves between their legs and she said yes.
I said I would pull my wire if she also took off her shorts and rubbed herself and we could watch each other.
After a few nervous giggles we both took off our shorts and I had a good boner and my first view of a naked pussy. She refused to remove her top as she said her tits were too small.
Although I was too young to know what it was, she was rubbing her clit and she also put a finger in her cunt. I meantime was pulling away happily and very quickly shot a small load but it was the biggest I had ever shot up to then.
We got dressed and a few days later did it again. After about the fifth occasion I convinced her to remove her top and show me her tits which were still quite small but very nice.
Cathy and I became regular wanking buddies for about nine years and although we did wank each other occasionally, never actually had a fuck. We both had full sexual relationships with other partners but wanked together until she got married and moved to the coast.
I still become aroused when I think of Cathy and the good wanks we had, as has happened right now, so excuse me as I am off to 'Pull my Wire'.