Anna and Tenisha were on the beach and a guy down the way was teasing his buddy, making a wanking motion with his fist.

“Guys can be such jerks,” Tenisha said.

Anna agreed. “Have you ever actually seen a guy wank?”

“Not exactly,” Tenisha answered.

“What does that mean?”

“One time at a party this guy said I had nice titties. I said thanks. Then he asks if he could see them. ‘But you already said they were nice,’ I said. So he goes, ‘I meant in real life. You know. Naked.’”

“Show you showed him?”

“Not in real life. A couple of days later on skype.”

“You did skype sex?”

“Not sex. I just showed him my titties. He was a pretty nice guy. It was a trade. He said he’d show me his cock if I showed him my titties. I said, ‘What makes you think I want to see your cock?’ But I did want to see. A little bit. So we did the deal.”

“And he wanked?”

“Yeah.”

“What did you think?”

“I thought it was okay.”

“Did it make you want to have a cock of your own?”

“Not really. But I did wonder what it would feel like.”

“You mean like inside you? Fucking you?”

“That but also what it would feel like to touch. What he felt like with his stuff shooting out.”

“Yeah,” Anna said. “I know what you mean. So did you ever see him again?”

“You mean like in real life? Or on Skype?”

“Either.”

“No.”

“But he was right about one thing,” Anna said. “You do have nice titties.”

“Thank you,” Tenisha said. “Want to see me wank?”