All of my friends could cum. I know that for a fact because sometimes we had the female equivalent of circle jerks. I saw the contractions of pelvic floors and sometimes saw the squirts or sudden floods. Me? I faked it because I just couldn't cum!
On the upside I could get me a nice buzz going and could make last long after the others were complaining of sore clits or had just fallen asleep. In fact it got so I had many different ways of maintaining my buzz-all day if I wanted. I could put an object in my knickers so it pressed against my clit, or even push a sharpie inside and walk around with it in me. I learned to use my vagina muscles to squeeze it out while my knickers tried to push it back in. Hell yeah, I got very inventive.
But STILL no big O.
Until I was sitting in school one hot, sultry afternoon. I was horny and bored stiff. A girl in the row in front was sitting with her skirt up a bit and her legs flopped carelessly open. I couldn't see up her skirt of course, but I could see a fair bit of her inner thigh, and I got to wondering. Did she fuck? Did she masturbate? Did she like doing what I did sometimes, pee in the shower and let it run down her leg. Hey, did she let a boy do it inside her and did spunk run down her leg? All this time inward squeezing my thighs and relaxing over and over and over.
I had just thought about her pulling her knickers to one side and a boy shoving his cock up her, I got to the part in my mind where he shot his load in her, had pulled out and her swollen pussy lips looked all milky when it happened.
Like a fucking train, right out of nowhere. BLAM! Wave after wave of convulsions, unutterable pleasure coursed through me. I managed to stifle any sound...only just ... But I couldn't stop the sudden release to wetness into my knickers.
A brief feel revealed the extent of the damage, not only were my knickers wet, but so was my skirt, and the chair. Leaving class was not going too be fun.
My best friend who was next to me scribbled on her pad 'you just came? You dirty bitch!' I just raised my eyebrows in a silent 'how did u know?' She just took a long sniff of the air and I realised I smelled of girl cum.
I was the last to leave, and the teacher, bless her, saw the stain on my skirt and thought I had come on. She gave me a spare skirt (one of the benefits of going to an all girls school) and a spare pair of knickers. I was allowed to clean up in her office (without her there of course).
I guess that illusive first 'O' will happen when it's good and damn ready.