For the rest of the day, I couldn’t stop thinking about Amy and what we had done. Watching her masturbate under the blanket was, by far, the most erotic experience of my life to date. This morning, I would have been mortified at the idea of masturbating in front of a girl, but now that it had happened it wasn’t embarrassing at all.

That afternoon I was alone in my room, still thinking about the experience that morning. Having been at least partially aroused all day, I needed release. I laid back on my bed and started stroking myself through my shorts. The last time I had stroked my cock had been in the morning, in front of Amy, with a blanket over me.

I quickly got fully hard and took my cock out. As I thought about Amy’s hand rubbing her pussy under the blanket, I started stroking. Her hand rubbing her slit through her shorts, then just through her panties, then her hand inside her panties. I continued stroking myself, squeezing tighter, my other hand caressing my balls. I thought of her finger in her pussy, right where I wanted to put my cock. I’d been turned on nonstop since leaving Amy’s that this wasn’t going to take long. I started stroking faster and faster, now thinking of Amy’s upper arm moving fast, knowing she was rubbing her clit hard. As I remembered her orgasm approaching, mine was also getting close.

Her orgasm had been so beautiful, her moan and her shivers, then collapsing into the couch. I pictured this again and my orgasm overtook me, my cock spraying come all over my stomach. It wasn’t as great an orgasm as this morning, but definitely better than average. It helped to have an incredible, and recent, memory to inspire me.

I was temporarily satisfied and the rest of the day and evening were fine. After everyone was in bed I was alone with my thoughts of the day. I got hard, of course, and was about to do something about it when I had an idea: why not text Amy, see how she’d felt the rest of the day, and maybe have some sexting fun?

Me: hey there, what are you up to?

Amy: nothing, everyone’s gone to bed

Me: I’ve been thinking about you all day

Amy: me too, mostly what we did the morning, of course! I’ve masturbated twice thinking about it

Me: lol, once this afternoon for me. I replayed in my head what we did. I came while thinking about you coming.

Amy texted me a smiley face emoji with heart eyes, then typed “can you talk?”

I replied, “sure” and called her.

“Hi there,” I said.

“Hi,” she said back. “I thought we could have some fun talking instead of texting. I love that you thought about me while masturbating. I was thinking about you too, of course. Picturing you stroking your cock, thinking about what it looks like when you come. And what it’d feel like.”

Man, she jilled herself off thinking about stroking my cock. I still can’t believe this is happening. I was enjoying the freedom that came with being comfortable telling her anything. This was definitely going to switch from sexting to phone sex. “I’d love for you to watch me come and make me come. I want to do and try everything with you.”

She was silent for a minute, but really just for maybe two seconds, and I was terrified that I’d said too much. I shouldn’t have worried. “Sorry, I had to put down the phone to adjust myself. Pants are now off and my hand is rubbing my pussy through my panties.”

Perfect, this is going exactly where I wanted it to, I thought. I tried keeping things light, “I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that.”

She giggled again and said, “I knew you’d like hearing that. Are you playing with yourself yet? I assume you’re hard?”

“Of course I am! I’m more than ready to masturbate again with you, this time on the phone. I was thinking we could try coming at the same time?”

“I love that idea,” she replied. “But I want to go a little slow. First tell me a sexual secret that no one else knows. Something you’ve done, something you want to do that isn’t typical, someone you want to do something with.”

“Well, I told you all of my experiences with girls, which is very little. The most exciting thing I’ve ever done with a girl is what we did this morning. As for someone I want to do something with, that’d be you, no matter what it is. I think I’d do just about anything with you.”

“I’ve always wanted a boy to feel that way about me, to want me like that. Not just want me romantically, which’d be awesome, but want me sexually. Really be turned on by me.”

“You’ve always been a great friend, and I’ve always been on the verge of wanting to ask you out, I just didn’t know how to go about it. As for wanting you sexually, I definitely do. Of course I do. I have an answer for something I want to do, but I don’t think it’s anything unusual: I want to strip you naked, slowly, admiring your whole body, taking my time with your breasts, and especially taking time with your pussy, clit, lips, the whole area. Your vulva, I guess.” Crap, why did I just bring clinical terms into it?

“I like hearing you say ‘vulva’,” she giggled. “I want to do exactly the same with you. I want to take your shirt off, rub your chest and back, take off your pants and underwear, squeeze your butt cheeks, then get to work exploring your cock and balls. I want to get to know every bit of them and learn all about them. I want to see and play with your cock when it’s hard and when it’s soft.”

“I love the idea of you exploring all around my cock and balls. One problem, though: if I’m naked with you, and especially if you’re naked, I doubt my dick will ever be soft!”

She laughed, “That’s ok, I think I’ll want to spend most of my time with it when it’s hard. Speaking of which, how are you doing? Hard as a rock, I assume? Balls aching? Desperate to come?”

“Yes, very much so. I hope you’re as wet as I am hard. If so, you’re feeling pretty good also. You asked about something I want to do with a girl that maybe isn’t typical. I don’t know how typical it is, but I want to try fucking a girl in the ass. I don’t even know what a pussy feels like, but if it feels good enough that men always want to have their dick in there, then it seems like an ass would be even tighter.”

“I don’t know how typical it is either, but it seems pretty common among porn. I know I’ve seen my share of it. I just don’t know how well a cock would fit up my ass. It must work, with lube, of course, since porn stars at least manage it.”

I can’t believe she just mentioned seeing porn, and anal sex porn at that. “Have you thought about it? Ever tried pushing a finger or something else in your ass? Oh, and I want to hear a lot more about you watching porn, and what kind.”

“Maybe that should be my item for my not-typical-thing about sex: I like porn, and I don’t know if other girls do. I like seeing people pleasure themselves and each other, and I get tips for different ways to masturbate. I’m probably the only person who’s geeky about watching porn, using it for instruction.”

I laughed, “No, that makes sense. How else are you going to learn different things?”

“Well, I guess one way I now have is by talking to you. And hopefully seeing you at some point. And touching you. And being touched by you.”

Amy had said she wanted us to come at the same time, so I was hardly touching my dick at all for fear of coming too soon, but damn, she had me almost spurting spontaneously! “I’ve already said I want to do anything and everything with you, but I like that we can do it not just to satisfy ourselves but to learn different things. We can experiment and try things to see what feels good and what doesn’t.”

“I like that. I always like having orgasms, but I want to have them with a boy, and I want that to be you, and I like the idea of also learning about sex and bodies together. You can learn what a pussy tastes like, for example, and I can learn what a cock tastes like.”

Did I mention that she was going to make me come spontaneously? And I felt that way before she talked about having oral sex together! Welp, might as well see where this goes, “And anal sex. We can both learn what that is like.” I held my breath waiting for her response.

“Definitely. It’s on my list. Gotta start slow though, just a finger at first, see if that feels good and doesn’t hurt.”

Damn, I can’t believe she’s immediately open to the idea of trying anal sex! “We’ll go slow. About this list of yours – what else is on it?”

“Ha ha ha, not an actual list, but that’s not a bad idea. The ‘everything I want to try sexually’ list. I’ll have to start that. You do the same.”

“Will do. Everything we’ve talked about, of course.” Time for me to push it a little more, “Watch porn together? I think we could have fun with that.”

“Oooh, that’s a good idea. We could talk about what we like and don’t like from what we’re seeing, what we each would want to try or not try.”

I’m amazed that I haven’t yet said or suggested anything that’s put her off. “How’s your pussy and clit feeling? My cock is more than ready to explode.”

“I’m ready to come. I’ve been at the edge for a while, just lightly stroking my lips and my clit to stay there. How do we do this together? Get really close and hold off and say when we’re right there, then finish together?”

Man, I was gonna get to hear her orgasm through the phone as I was coming. “Yeah, that works, I’m pretty close, not quite right at the edge.” I started stroking again more seriously and was back at the edge within a few seconds. “Ok, I’m there now, ready when you are.”

She giggled, “That didn’t take you long to get ready! I’m also right there, let’s do it. I’m gonna just rub my clit hard and fast and I’ll tell you when I come.”

“Sounds good, I’m stroking fast now, already building.”

“Almost there, come with me, shoot your come!” she whisper-yelled.

I was past the point of no return, stroking furiously, “I’m coming, ungh!” My first shot was thick and went a foot in the air before landing on my stomach. “Spurting again!”

“Coming too, umph!” I could hear her panting through the phone, “Yesss, so gooood!”

“Ungh, still going, shooting, coming on myself”

“Oooohhhh, mmmmmm” was all I heard through the phone.

I was just slowly and lightly stroking now, milking the last amount of come down the length of my cock, watching the fluid flow down the head and over my hand. The orgasm was huge and I was still having shivers and my hand touched my glans. “How are you doing, Amy? My orgasm was amazing, one of the biggest ever.”

“Mine too, so good, just want to lay here and enjoy. Did you come a lot?”

“Yeah, it’s all over me! Multiple big spurts, streams of come into the air and on my stomach.”

“God, that’s amazing, I want to see that! My pussy is throbbing, so sensitive, so aroused. If you were here I’d beg you to fuck me right now. I think I’d come again as soon as you entered me.”

“Jesus, you made my cock twitch! Someday I want to enter you. Can we put making love on the list? Can we put fucking also?”

“Yes, I want both: slow, gentle and loving, and also hard, fast and animalistic.”

“We’ll do both. My cock is slowly shrinking, all wet and satisfied.”

“Hee hee, my pussy is very satisfied, very happy clit, I could fall right asleep.”

“Go ahead, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Thank you Amy, you’re amazing.”

“So are you, you’re an incredible friend, I love sharing this with you. You make me feel comfortable and free.”

“Me too, I say things and do things with you that I would never have imagined doing with a girl, being so open. Have a good sleep.”

“You too, goodnight.”

I hung up, laid my head back, amazed at what just happened. It was incredible to be on the couch together masturbating this morning, but this was almost more erotic, only being able to hear her voice. I fell asleep on top of the covers, probably with my hand still on or near my cock, and with come drying on my stomach.

The next morning was Sunday, so I hadn’t set an alarm. Sunday was normally a pretty lazy day around the house. I woke up around 9 to find my cock soft, but caked in dried come. My stomach and groin area looked like the glazing on a donut.