First Masturbation, And It Was With A Friend

My family used to be friends with another family with similarly aged kids. We got along fine and had a lot of fun. The genders also coincided between the families so everyone of the same age was the same gender. Other than me, the kid in the other family the same age as me was a girl. Her name was Jen.

When we were younger we had a lot of sleepovers, then when my family moved away, we didn't stay the night if we saw them at all. One summer our parents planned a week together at the other family's house. Everyone in my family was ecstatic at spending so much time with our friends.

Once we arrived at their house everyone in my family brought in their bags including myself. We were led upstairs to where everyone would be sleeping for the week. It wasn't questioned or given a second thought to where I'd be sleeping, Jen's room of course. I didn't think anything of it either. I set up my sleeping bag on the floor and went down to hang out.

That night we spent most of the night messing around trying to not make too much noise. Once we got tired we went to bed and quickly fell asleep. 

The next afternoon we played in the sprinklers. We were considerably dirty even after rinsing off, so we quickly went upstairs to clean up. Unlike all the other times when I had changed there, behind locked doors, this time I did it in front of Jen. I was pretty uncomfortable with it, but since she was, I felt like I had to.

We had both raced up to the bathroom that was connected to her room, but on the way had discussed who would shower first. We played rock paper scissors, naturally, and I had won. So when she followed me inside I was shocked. I was even more shocked when she slid the bathing suit off her shoulders. She was wearing a one-piece, so it was currently bunched up at her waist when I asked her what she was doing. I did my best to not stare at her chest area, but she didn't seem to have any clue as to why I was surprised.

She told me that she wanted to get it off as fast as possible because she hated wearing wet clothes. I agreed and started to untie my trunks. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her lean down and step through her suit. When she straightened up she was completely naked. The image of her will be burned into my mind for the rest of my life. I had never seen a naked girl before, other than my own sister. I didn't even know what it looked like down there.

Her being naked gave me the confidence to take off my own shorts and expose myself to her, another act that I had never done before. I couldn't remember the last time I was naked in front of anyone. To my surprise she didn't seem to notice the fact that I was in the nude, other than grabbing my trunks and telling me she would take them to the laundry bin. I moved towards the shower and the entire time I was thinking about her naked body.

When I got out of the shower I dried and got dressed. Just before leaving the bathroom, Jen came back in, this time with a towel around her, and we talked about something entirely less important than the fact that I had just seen her naked. When I left, the last thing I saw was her dropping the towel from behind. In that moment I decided to not close the door completely, just so that I could keep watching. From a respectful distance, I pretended to play some game, while glancing to the side every few seconds to catch another eyeful.

None of this was sexual, but it was all very thrilling. That night, once the lights were out, Jen and I talked about something for awhile. It quickly became obvious that it would be easier to talk if I was on her bed with her, or she was on the ground with me. We decided on the latter and moved her sheets and blanket to the floor. Ever since the shower incidence I was glancing as often as possible at her body, even clothed it was extremely appealing to me.

At one point or another I brought up what had happened earlier in the day. It took Jen a second to realize what I was talking about and at first just thought it was funny that I had even made note of it. Jen had seen her naked brothers many times and didn't feel awkward at all about nudity. I explained that nobody had seen me naked in a long time, and that I had never seen a naked girl. She was very surprised by this and immediately offered to let me look at her naked again. I pretended like I didn't want to, even though I desperately did.

Because of how casual she was being about it, I decided to just accept the offer, so I told her in as cool a manner as I could muster that, "I guess you can." She immediately pulled her tank top over her head, but I was mostly interested in part two. Her boobs didn't look much different than my own chest. Next, she straightened her legs so she could shimmy out of her shorts. She grabbed her panties with the shorts, so she was quickly completely naked again. This time I just stared.

I moved my head closer to get a better view, I couldn't stop looking. We were using flashlights to see, since we didn't want our parents to know we were still awake. I finally looked up to gauge my friend's reaction to my looking directly at her pussy. She seemed unfazed, but started to pull up her panties/shorts. I quickly stuttered out the first that that came to my mind that would stop her, "can I touch it?" My mouth went dry and my heart was beating as fast as it ever had.

"Sure." So I gently reached down and poked the side of her pussy. I swallowed and continued my exploration. I rubbed it a little bit before asking her how it feels or something. She started talking and I noticed with great alarm that my dick was hard as a rock. This was the first time it had ever happened and I didn't know what it was. I immediately told her and to my shock she laughed! She explained that boys get hard sometimes, but I wasn't trusting her for medical advice. So I jumped up and went to the bathroom. I turned the light on and pulled my shorts off. I stared at my dick in disbelief.

Jen entered the bathroom completely naked and asked, "can I touch it?" I wanted to say no, but it didn't seem fair as she had granted my requests, so I said yeah. She wrapped her entire hand around it and gently squeezed. It felt strange so I jumped back, slightly lick a burning sensation, I thought there was still something wrong with me. Then she asked me if I masturbated. To which I responded with, what is that? She explained that that was how you make them go away, and that it felt good.

I started cupping and stroking it like she told me to. Her experience was derived from hearing her brothers talk about it. After it started to feel good, I asked her if she masturbated. She responded that girls don't masturbate and that it is gross. This confused me, but I was a little preoccupied so I didn't press her. She suggested that we return to bed and I followed her to my sleeping bag. I sat on top and continued to masturbate. I didn't even know what cumming was, but I was enjoying just stroking.

Jen just watched me as I continued to jerk, but never touched herself. I never came, but it was still one of the best jerks of my life. After awhile Jen said she was going to sleep, so I said goodnight. I too decided to go to bed. Jen and I went right back to talking and never mentioned what occurred ever again. I still know her, and when I see her I can't help but think about that night. I wonder if she does the same.