After the first couple times it became an almost regular thing for her to watch me jerk off. Sometimes her younger sister would watch too. But it was always her.
On this particular occasion I had gone to my grandpa’s house thinking it would be the normal thing. Come in say hi to everyone and see if she was there. I remember it was summertime. The adults had fired up the grill to have an excuse to drink beer, play cards, and wherever else they did. I became a little crestfallen as I didn’t see her there.
Perhaps she didn’t come today? Maybe her family had other plans? So I ate some food and drank some soda. After a few minutes I went inside and up the stairs, as it became second nature where I was going. When I opened the door I froze, door in hand, pretty sure mouth half open. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you were in here.” I went to turn and walk away but then she spoke. I don’t remember exactly what she said, but I know it was basically asking me to stay. I closed the door, and locked it this time. When I turned around she was sitting on the toilet. Pants and panties around her ankles. Her elbows resting on her knees, head on her hands.
When I turned around and faced her she sat up. I don’t think we really said much as I was too busy looking at her. I asked if she was done to which she said yes. That I remember. She then asked if she could see “it”.
Me being young and in a constant state of horny, fumbled with my zipper which I swear was purposely fighting me. When I managed to get it down without injury I was relieved. I reached in and parted the opening on my boxer briefs and let my now semi hard penis spring forth. I moved my hand and let it hang there before her. She sat forward a bit and I took that as a sign she wanted a “closer” look.
I stepped forward and was only inches from her. By this time the blood for my brain was now fully engaged in supporting the growth of my penis to full length erection. The kind that if you’ve ever been super excited actually feels a little painful due to the amount of blood now in it. She examined my member closely and then looked at me her eyes big with a smile and said, “It’s huge!” I was not sure at this age if that was good or bad. Having been attached to it for well… life it always seemed “normal” in size to me.
I replied, no it’s not. It’s just hard right now. She looked down again quizzically, and I told her she could touch it if she wanted too. Now, at this point in my life I’d been touched a few times in various situations. But this was the first I initiated. The feeling of her hand on my shaft lightly running up and down as she had seen me do before, sent a shock a kin to an electric jolt through my body. She looked at me and asked something. At this point I was incoherent. But I guess she asked if I was alright. The feeling was amazing, close to the first time I was jerked off.
After a little bit of time she stopped. I was curious and asked if I could see her’s. Without any hesitation she sat back and opened her legs giving me full view of her center.
I asked if I could touch it, which she nodded. I reached out and when my finger tips touched her labia she jumped a bit. I asked if she was good and I’m sure she said it was the first time anyone had ever touched her there. Well, me being me, decided that maybe she would like it if I did this thing my sister’s friend taught me to do to her when I was younger. So I slipped my middle finger in between parting them slightly and looking for that spot at the top I was told needed good attention.
When I slid my finger up I felt a little nub.” Yup, that’s it” I thought as she almost jumped through the ceiling. Her hands shot out one to the wall and one to my hand freezing me in place. “What are you doing??” I think was the question. So I said, “trying something?”
When I think about this now… that’s actually a very common response when a girl is touched that way the first time, or at least in the experiences I’ve had over the years. Unfortunately we didn’t get to do much this time as someone was coming up the stairs with heavy footsteps. Which could only mean it was an adult. So I hurriedly put myself away and backed up. They went to the room beside the bathroom, so I took the opportunity to leave quietly.
She followed behind me maybe a minute or so later. But that was when I knew that things with her, were going to be exciting as hell! And I was not disappointed. I moved when I was 15 turning 16 so didn’t get to see her much.
When I did see her again it was a a restaurant not far from my grandpa’s house. She had a young kid, and I was with my ex and our kid. She came up and said hi. But then looked at my ex and our kid, looked at hers and looked me straight in the eyes and smiled. “We used to play all the time, now look. We have kids.” I didn’t know what to say so I kinda laughed it off. My ex however… had murder in her eyes looking at me. I guess she read between the lines on that one... :)
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