A Nighttime Walk, A First Fingering

I woke up horny after dreaming about a girlfriend I had 16 years ago. I never got very far with her, but I do remember one night she and her friends had come over to my side of town to hide from their parents and drink. They called up me and my buddies and we came to meet them.Me and her went for a walk around the basketball courts at my old school and we started to kiss. I put my hands down the back of her pants and noticed she was wearing thong underwear. I remember rubbing her ass and noticing it was cold. I slipped my right hand down the front of her pants and pulled her thong aside. I could feel how wet she was. That might have been my first time touching a cunt. I remember going instantly hard. You know that kind of unyielding erection that only a teenage boy can get? Almost bursting through my jeans and took hours to go down. I was staying with a friend that night do never even got a chance to relieve it.Anyway I fingered her just a little bit before her friends came back and interrupted.I went to her house a few times but we never got any further than heavy touching, her parents made us sit in the front room rather than be allowed near her bedroom. She had a bad relationship with her father, who had been caught cheating on her mother. Again, I didn't know the significance of this at the time, but looking back I am certain she had daddy issues and would have gladly taken me upstairs, to spite him if nothing else, if only I had encouraged her a little bit more.I remember asking her back then if she masturbated and she told me, "No, girls don't do that," which is obviously a lie, but was enough to cast doubt in my mind. I think this one incident is responsible for my obsession with girls masturbating. I wonder how she liked to masturbate and why she felt the need to lie about it? I imagine her sitting in front of her computer (we were the first generation to grow up with internet access and all that comes with it) legs up on her desk, fingering her snatch to the nastiest porn she could find. I imagine her sneaking off to the bathroom to furiously rub her clit while her parents had the movie paused downstairs. "Sara what's keeping you?!" They might yell upstairs. "Nothing il be down in a minute!" Red faced and desperately rubbing. I even imagine her finding a suitably small, smooth object to test out her asshole, maybe a Sharpie. She would never tell her friends, and would deny ever trying such a thing of asked.Anyway, now I have woke up horny and thinking about a girl who I only knew for a little while many years ago. I haven't came in maybe a day or two and I know that when I do it is going to be a mega load.Now I like to come here and read stories from all the girls, it helps me to to imagine all that she was doing to herself behind closed doors, while maintaining the lie that "girls don't do that".