Once, my friend (then 18) demonstrated for me (then 18) how she could cum hands-free

Short version…

In the late 90s, I worked in the mall in my hometown in the summer after my freshman year of college. My good friend from high school, Tara, also worked in the mall and we’d often take breaks together.

One day, she told me she’d gotten her clit hood pierced. This was shocking to me. Not the piercing part. As a peripheral punk rock kid, most of my friends had body modifications. Tara was not one of my punk rock friends, though. She was an athlete, a long-distance runner, and it caught me off-guard. We chatted about it, sitting in the food court and she said sometimes, if she moved her legs together a certain way, she could cum from it. That’s why she’d gotten it.

I told her I didn’t believe her and asked her to show me. She said she wasn’t sure if she could do it but asked me to walk with her. After a few minutes, she changed how she was walking, sliding one leg forward at a time, almost like a model. She’d looped her arm through mine and I could hear her breath starting to catch and the occasional, barely-audible, moan. It was crazy and sexy and I found myself getting hard and not caring.

After about 10 minutes of walking, she stiffened and pulled me into an alcove near a trash can. She started moving her thighs together slow and hard.

I heard her moan, “Ohhh. Ohhh Fuck!” her face buried in my shoulder. Her nails dug into my forearm hard, and she started trembling. I had no idea what to do, so I just stood there and watched her cum. Hard as a rock.

After a minute or so, she looked up at me, flushed. From her orgasm or embarrassment, I couldn’t tell. Probably both. And then she grinned at me and whispered, “see?”

I had no idea what to do. So I just laughed and said, “holy shit.”